Disclaimer: I don't own anything by Magnus Scheiving.

A/N: I'm losing my mind. THANK YOU REVIEWERS I LOVE YOU. I'm shortening this story only so I can get on with my other ones. Face it, no matter what, I will incorporate a kiss in my LT stories..hahaha. I claim the plot bunny in this chap. If you can point it out, brava.. I don't want it, but let me know if you use it so I can read your version. (smiles)

Warning: Small slash. :-)

Contaminated Water

5: Terrible, Titilating Tasks

"I need to find an antidote.. These people, no matter how funny it is, cannot stay..horny! There must be a turn off somewhere. Something to reverse the effects of the potion. But where can I find it?" Robbie was happy that he almost got some action, but he couldn't stand the lust in the air. It made him feel dirtier than ever, which he shouldn't have minded in normal circumstances.

Another bright light went off in Robbie's mind, "Of course! How stupid I am to forgetting that my machine was especially built for not only causing problems, but making the cures to use as a bribe to make Sporta-cock leave forever! Yes! And I thought I wouldn't have an answer.. Sometimes I make myself laugh.. But this isn't one of those times."

In his laboratory, Robbie gathered as many items having to do with normal Lazytown as possible. He had some pieces of the old robot dog he once had and a baseball he stole from Sportacus. Still, there were many more things missing. To achieve the normality and socially acceptable Lazytown which once existed, Robbie would need more items. Typing in his machine, Robbie asked what else he would need to reverse the ...happy potion.

---You--- The machine responded on a screen, ---need --- headband -- of -- Stephanie -- half-eaten -- candy -- from -- Ziggy --baton -- from -- Trixie -- video -- game -- from -- Pixel -- and -- hood -- ornament -- from -- Stingy's -- car. --

Robbie knew that he would have to avoid everyone's moods in order to accomplish his one goal of saving them. He didn't want the mayor to change the name of the town from Lazytown to Ohh-baby-town, or something raunchy and gotesque. In his imagination, Robbie could see the Mayor's house being used for can-can girls and prostitution..

It was a bitter sweet thought.

Walking back into the town, there was a feeling in Robbie that obtaining needed objects would be more difficult than expected. This was sort of predictable though, for he felt that everything went wrong on his behalf. The outside of Lazytown was deserted, isolated even. No one was in sight. This wasn't expected at all, but didn't bother Robbie one bit. The less people around, the better chance of getting the items he needed.

Although nobody was around, Robbie wanted to be quick in his mission. He spotted Stingy's car and decided the hood ornament would be the first to steal. Approaching it slowly, and taking glances here and there to make sure he was alone, Robbie wrapped his hand around the hood ornament and pulled. He was completely relieved as he placed it in his pocket. Noticing a plastic bag in the back seat of the car, Robbie realized it would come in handy. He took it and placed the hood ornament in there instead, sighing in satisfaction. A large, solid, metal lump in his pocket would definitely not look normal.

Next stop was Ziggy's house. Robbia felt more comfprtable going to the candy-obsessed boy's house than Stingy's car simply because Stingy had always been so greedy. In the state everyone was in, especially Stingy, one could only imagine how dominating he would be.

Peering through the window of Ziggy's room, Robbie knew the coast was clear. He climbed through the open window and fell onto Ziggy's floor with a thud. As he stood up and brushed himself off, a distant moaning sound was coming from a close room. No, Robbie didn't want to know..

"Ooh." Spotting a half-eaten piece of taffy, he placed it in the bag and turned to leave.

The voice of Ziggy called out, "Don't leave me, Trixie! Oh. Oh. Oh. Trixie.. Oh ..." The heavy breathing really disturbed Robbie, so he climbed back out the window and left for Trixie's home.

"Where are you going, soldier?" A male voice startled Robbie.

Facing Stingy, Robbie answered, "Off to go home. It's time for my scheduled nap."

"Yeah," Stingy closed in on his opponent, "Well I'm scheduled too. Scheduled for a date with my hand. Care to join?"

Robbie shook his head.

Continuing, Stingy declared, "My hood ornament is missing. I don't understand why. If someone wanted my hood ornament, they should have just told me, if you know what I mean."

In an instant, Robbie sprinted towards Trixie's house with the sound of Stingy running after him. Bursting through Trixie's door, he ran around the house trying to find her baton. Robbie was pretty sure he lost Stingy near the bathroom, for something told him Stingy could not hold on any longer before his big solo.

"At long awaited last!" Shouted Robbie as he found the pink baton. He mumbled to himself, "Let's just hope she didn't use this today."

The mission was going pretty well. All that was left to find was Pixel's video game and Stephanie's headband. Of course he would save Stephanie for last because her headband was actually on her, and Robbie wanted to be well rested before anymore action.

Pixel's room was pretty messy when Robbie arrived, but he had no concern whatsoever. As long as he got a video game, he would be fine. And fine he was as he picked up a fighting game and placed it cheerfully in the plastic bag.

"Now onto the grand finale," Robbie stated as he happily left Pixel's domain.

Everything had gone too quickly, too perfectly, so smoothly and surreal. Robbie's concern now resided on finding Stephanie and taking her headband.

"Hold it right there..." The accented voice was heard as Robbie turned a corner of the street.

Robbie attempted to run away, but was shoved to the ground by someone big and strong, which pushed the plastic bag a few feet away. Lying on top of him was Sportacus, wet with sweat and perspiration. Robbia had never seen him this close up before.

Sport smiled weakly and said, "I haven't gotten to show you my new game yet, Robbie Rotten. It's called Twitch Kiss. Everytime I touch you and you twitch, I get a kiss. Would you like to play?"

"No." Robbie plainly replied.

With a hand on Robbie's thigh, Sportacus softly traced a figure eight. Underneath the muscle man, a twitch was felt in the same leg area.

"See," Sport grinned feverishly, "Now you owe me a kiss."

Now, Robbie wasn't very strong. Everyone knew this. And when you are underneath a strong, built, pretty tough male, you get even weaker. So, Robbie had to brace himself for his first male encounter ever by shutting his eyes and pretending it was someone else. As Sportacus lowered his lips onto Robbie's, they both felt a quick shock in their groin area. This was very odd for Robbie, and oh so very new. But the kiss deepened into open mouth, no tongue. In poor Robbie's mind, he pictured Stephanie, naked, in the shower, dancing..But it didn't matter. In reality, he could feel Sport, see Sport in his mind's eye, and not stop thinking about him during this event.

Twitch.