Walking in another's shoes
A/n: Yeah I am the slowest writer in the world… But I was never happy with what I wrote for it… I am having plot bunny running away syndrome, so its hard to know how to solve the problem, within a logical solution to the series' world, and how to start the relationships. I admit, I am no where near as good as my idol authors who write sportarobbie, and I am going to reread and get a beta for all the chapters pretty soon… I just never was good with keeping them around also… anyways Enough icky rambling! On with this chapter… finally.
Disclaimer: I do not own Lazytown. Magnus Scheving and Nickelodeon own it. Haha yeah… but how I wish I can own the rights too it, or get the basic idea for this story as a episode… in a million years haha.
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The winter snow had settled over the land, like a soft cotton blanket keeping the dirt and grass below warm. The airship was low over a clearing on the outskirts of town, the 'new' owner no longer preferred it so high up, during the heavy winds winter often brought. Sportacus stood shivering in shin length snow, it was freezing! Just like he had though previous, humans were not good with this cold weather adaptation. His joints were numb, he couldn't feel his fingers, and he was getting tired from watching the ex-villain bang away on a new contraption.
Robbie called it a heater, and though he didn't use one in his own home, for fear of fire, was making one for the airship so he wouldn't be so cold. Sportacus was happy Robbie had offered to help, but knew deep down somewhere it was more than likely to keep his body from catching a horrible cold. Robbie stopped glancing back at the shivering man and frowned alittle.
"Though I don't like activity… I found it helpful to pace when cold… It tends to bring your mind from freezing, and well…" He let it drift wondering why he was even telling the elf, he should know these things… Unless he was as smart as those immature brats. He felt himself snicker thinking that Sportacus was awfully childish… It was as if elfs grew up faster physically, but much slower mentally. He'd have to make a note to ask about it later.
Sportacus was silent, he knew he was thinking of something mischievous or some image that made him laugh… but it wasn't his business… He started pacing but stopped when he spotted Pixel. He smiled alittle to the shorter kid, but gave more a curious gesture when the boy stepped past him and towards Robbie.
"Mr. Rotten?" Robbie stopped short, turning to look to the boy.
"Yes Poodle?"
"Pixel"
"Whatever, what do you want?" Pixel, slowly held out the small gun. It made Robbie's eyes widen and he snatched it rather quickly.
"Let me guess, you got it working and switched pinky with that stinky kid?"
"That's Stephanie and Stingy, and no…. I found it and tried to get it to work… but its batteries won't charge." Robbie snorted and lifted the battery hatch.
"Fried…. Just great!" He nearly seethed and threw the machine to the floor in a tantrum, but remembered to keep his cool. Destroying the solution would not be a wise move if he ever wanted to just go back to normal.
Pixel looked unsure as if he'd snatch the machine back but thought better of it, smiling back to sportacus. "Must be an experience being the town villain?"
Robbie snorted again, and Sportacus blushed. "What? And I haven't don't much 'villain' things… And I don't think Robbie Is really much of a villain anyway… he is nice sometimes too." Sportacus smiled brightly when Robbie made a choking noise.
"In your dreams sportafiction." He grumbled taking out a small instrument that made sparks when he touched it to the circuits. Pixel heard the small noises and if he was a cat his ears would perk. He stepped over looking to what Robbie was using, smiling widely.
"Wow a circuit connector smoldering gun 4000! Where ever did you get the money to afford that!" Robbie glared to him and shooed him back some.
"Where I got the money Poodle is none-of-your-business. Now back off, this is delicate work, and I don't need some toddler to drool all over my ingenious work."
Pixel made a unhappy groan and turned towards his house. " well whatever Robbie, I'm heading home…. Good luck on getting the machine to work… See you later sportacus at the party!"
Sportacus flinched when he heard a small noise from Robbie. Was he still not invited? No matter, he'd invite Robbie along with him as a guest.. He wasn't going to be the one to enjoy the party when Robbie wasn't even able to attend.
Instead of pacing to keep warm, Sportacus paced to think…. Just what to get a certain villain for christmas..
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To Be continued..
A/n: Sorry for shortness… Please review and I will update!