Trixie heard someone knocking on her front door and getting out of her chair went to open it. She smiled when she saw Robyn standing on the step and invited her in. It took her a few seconds to notice that Robyn was wearing Sportacus' hat and she laughed when he heard the story of how she got it and her locking both Robbie and Sportacus out.

Leading Robyn into the living room Trixie said, "I wish I'd been there to see all that. What confuses me is that I thought you were a good girl now since Kit left."

"I can have my moments I guess."

"I suppose," Trixie commented, "How are you holding up anyway? You seem better but I know you. Sometimes you're just like your dad, a master of disguise."

Robyn smiled faintly at the comment, "You might be onto something there. I guess I'm a little better but it's hard and instead of helping Ziggy's making things harder. He's trying to be Kit, be how he was before everything went tits up and it keeps reminding me. If I wasn't ultra confused before I certainly am now."

Trixie nodded understanding, "Have you talked to Ziggy about it?"

"I've tried but he seems to be in complete denial. I know it doesn't make sense but when I try to talk about Kit he changes the subject and when we're discussing completely different things he somehow manages to turn it onto him. Sometimes I catch him trying to remember some old jokes that Kit told and even trying to juggle. He doesn't realise that it hurts."

"Do you want me to talk to him? Maybe he'll listen to me."

"You can try but don't hold your breath."

Getting up from the couch Trixie went over to the chair that Robyn was sitting in and hugged her. It was evident to her that her friend was still struggling to cope with the dramatic break down of her relationship and she knew that her games with Robbie and Sportacus had been for their benefit not hers. As usual Robyn had put her own hurts behind herself to help others with theirs. Sometimes it could be a strength others a flaw.

Robbie and Sportacus had talked for some twenty minutes about Robyn. Robbie had shared his concerns over Robyn's missing Kit and he wanted to try to find a way to fix it. It was his and Sportacus' job to find some way of dealing with the problem. Both knew it had to be done and were trying to think of ideas that could work.

Sportacus took a sip of his water before looking at Robbie, "What do you think we can do about Robyn?"

"I don't know. As I see it everything she sees reminds her of Kit which doesn't help her. I was thinking that redecorating the house might help, changing wall colours and some furniture."

"It could work but what if she doesn't want to forget Kit? You know how much she loved him and I think she still does. Maybe it's her still loving him which is hurting her because she can't move on properly even though she may not want to."

Robbie put his head in his hands, "Why is this so difficult? Why couldn't things have stayed good between them? If they had Robyn would be happy and we wouldn't be in this situation."

"She seemed happy enough yesterday and earlier."

"The fun and games were for cheering us up; they weren't because she was happy. Yes she had fun but they made us feel better. I'm her father I know these things."

Sportacus frowned, "I really thought she was feeling better about things. It seemed like she was."

"She's a good actress. Out of all the things she could have inherited it from me why did she have to inherit my ability to mask my feelings with others? I'd have preferred it if she'd picked up my clumsy gene but it probably tripped on the way to her."

"You know it figures." Sportacus smiled and took another sip of water, "Why don't we move on the redecorating idea? Robyn's out and we can go to the Greentown DIY Emporium. All we have to do is leave a note on the fridge for her and go."

"That sounds like a good idea. We could surprise her. One thing I'm going to do while I'm there is get lots of colour charts and try to find a different colour to paint this room with. That neon green on the back wall has been driving me crazy for ages, whatever possessed him to paint it that colour?"

Looking at the aforementioned wall Sportacus winced, "I don't know. I think it was the only colour that could cover the fourteen other colours he painted it. You might need to think about wallpapering in here."

Nodding Robbie got up and walked into the kitchen to write a note for Robyn. Looking around for a prominent place to put it he settled on the fridge. Wherever Robyn had gotten to he was sure that it was the first place she'd head to when she got home. Re-entering the living room he changed his slippers for shoes and put his coat on. When he was done both men left the house and made their way to Sportacus' airship.

It was now seven o'clock in the evening and rain had been falling heavily over Lazytown for the last two hours. Robyn ran from Trixie's house to her own and even though it wasn't far she was soaked through when she got through the front door. Looking around the living room she realised that the house was empty and had been for several hours. There were no lights on anywhere in the house and all was quiet.

Not concerned about being in the house alone Robyn stripped off her clothes and carried them to kitchen were she put them in the washing machine. Once she'd turned it on she went upstairs and ran herself a bath. Going into her room she pulled out a fresh pair of pyjamas from her chest of drawers and walked back into the bathroom.

She knew she'd been told time and time again not to have baths when she was alone in the house in case of her having a seizure or falling asleep but she knew she wouldn't thank herself if she got pneumonia. The bath wasn't deep and she didn't intend to stay in it long. All she wanted to do was warm up and if her father came back before she was out she was sure he couldn't object to that.

Robyn smiled when she remembered her day with Trixie. They had talked a lot and she'd had lunch and dinner there. When they'd not been talking they'd been watching movies. There came a point when she'd noticed that someone was watching them or at least trying to through the window and it hadn't taken her long to know it was Stingy. She'd commented to Trixie that it was as if Stingy was stalking her which made her friend laugh. In her own way Trixie told Stingy to get lost by tipping a bucket of cold water onto him from an upstairs window. Both of the girls had laughed when they heard Stingy squealing like a pig due to the shock of the cold water. Stingy hadn't needed any further invitation to leave and had retreated before Trixie could refill the bucket.

Sufficiently warmed she jumped out of the bath and drying herself off quickly got into her pyjamas. She was about to drain the water from the bath when she heard someone ringing the doorbell. Thinking that it was her father and that he'd forgotten his keys she called out that she'd be down in a minute before pulling the plug out. With the water draining she made her way downstairs.

Opening the door Robyn gasped when she saw who was on the other side.

"Kit!" she exclaimed in complete surprise.

Kit smiled slowly, "Hello Princess."