Robbie cackled with delight, his plan had worked. He had almost the whole town witness his injury. (Fake injury that is). The only people who missed it were the mayor and Mrs. Busybody, but they believed it whole-heartedly when Sportacus told them.

Now he had to create a new disguise, so he could be the Phantom.
He made a bone colored mask covering both sides of his face, which concealed his brow bone down to the bridge of his nose. Robbie also made a moon-lined cape, a white button-up shirt, and a black satin vest to go over it. To top it all of he too made purple pinned-striped pants. (Vertical stripes like his everyday outfit).
Robbie was ready for his evil plan to begin.

Later that night

Everyone was seated in the theatre of the Music Hall. Stingy and Trixie were going to preform some sort of magic act.

Robbie snuck into the theatre and was hiding in the rafters waiting for the perfect moment to swoop down and ruin the fun.

Stingy was the magician and was trying to pull a rabbit out of his hat when, suddenly, Robbie jumped down from above, swinging on a rope.
Everyone let out a surprised gasp. The kids being more frightened than the adults, cowered in fear.

Sportacus' crystal immediately started beeping. He flipped onto the stage to confront the masked stranger. (Sportacus was also watching the show, but he was standing up watching because he doesn't like to sit still).

Sportacus put his hands on his hips and eyed the stranger carefully.

Trixie and Stingy ran off stage to join the others.

Robbie was the first to speak. He let out an evil laugh and said, "I am the Phantom and this is my Music Hall now! I want you all to leave and never comeback!"

Sportacus shook his head at the man and said, "I may not know who you really are, but the Music Hall does not belong to you. This place belongs to the good people of Lazy Town".

The children cheered as Sportacus said this, shaking off their fear from before.

Robbie had not planned this far out in his scheme and was unsure of what to do. Sportacus started to approach him. Beginning to feel trapped without a plan, he snapped his fingers. He had disappeared in a cloud of purple smoke.

Sportacus coughed and waved away the haze, but now was standing on the stage alone.

Later that night at Robbie's home

Robbie was pacing his lair, (now back in his regular clothes), and was chastising himself about messing up his evil scheme. He thought out loud, "How did I not plan this far out? I am a evil genius. This shouldn't be so hard!"t

With a frustrated sigh, he plopped down in his favorite orange fluffy chair and began to think. Soon he grew bored and fell asleep.

The next morning

Robbie had slept through the rest of the night. Actually, he hadn't slept much at all. The dark haired man kept having nightmares about his failed plot. To push away his tormenting thoughts, Robbie got up from his chair and grabbed a slice of chocolate cake from his fridge.
He was about to sit back down and enjoy his cake when, suddenly his telephone rang. He jumped, startled at the sound, but managed to keep from dropping his cake. Robbie was quite astonished that someone was calling him. He scarcely ever got calls. Robbie carefully picked the phone up from the receiver and listened.

"Hello, you are invited to the Lazytown Music Hall masquerade. It is tomorrow night and it starts at 6:00 PM and ends at 9:00 PM. Goodbye!"

It was Mrs. Busybody who had called, he recognized the shrill sound of her voice.

He hung up the phone when the perfect idea struck him.

Robbie thought out loud to himself, "This is the perfect opportunity! While everyone is dancing, I will destroy and vandalize the unoccupied parts of the Music Hall beyond repair. Everyone will be so noisy that they won't hear me! But how am I going to get in? There is only one entrance. I can't go as myself because I'm supposed to have a sprained ankle.
I guess I'll have to in disguise."

"This disguise has to be perfect, so perfect that even if I am discovered, they won't know it's me. I think I'll go as a woman. Better yet! I'll make a magic potion to turn me into a woman. That way there will be no wardrobe malfunctions. Good thing I come from a family of wizards and warlocks." (How else do you think people fell for his crappy disguises?).

"I am going to have to use all my magic for this one. Hopefully, I can do it."

Robbie slaved away for the next few hours creating the ultimate elixir. Once he was finished, he took a moment to admire his creation. It was a neon pink liquid that was then placed inside an empty soda bottle. Now he had to make the gown and mask, so Robbie set to his work yet again.

He had worked and travailed all day and was grateful and ready for a good night's rest.