Chapter 7
Back at the Mayor's house, Stephanie watched the snow begin to pile up. In the past hour she had gauged that almost six inches had accumulated. The fourteen year old was getting nervous, as a certain above average hero hadn't returned from Pixel's yet.
"Where are you Sportacus?" Stephanie asked quietly. She grabbed her cup of hot cocoa and sipped on it carefully.
At that very moment, Sportacus was inside his airship scrounging around for all of the snow gear he kept. If he was going to have to go out in the strange conditions then he wanted to be prepared. He quickly loaded a large duffel bag with extra winter outer gear, shovels, and thermal underwear. Now ready, he had one more decision to make. Should he use the Sky Chaser again, as he had done to get into the airship, or should he use his detachable command seat? The above average hero debated for a few minutes before realizing that the command seat would be safer than the Sky Chaser if the wind should pick up. With that, he hopped into the command seat and detached from the airship.
Within minutes, Sportacus landed his craft outside Mayor Meanswell's house. He watched as Stephanie jumped off her seat in the kitchen and ran to the door. A smile crossed his face and he quickly ushered the pink haired girl back from the open door.
"You shouldn't be standing near the door." He said.
"Well someone had to let you in. Bessie called Uncle Milford and he had to go over to her house to get her." Stephanie explained.
"Everything ok?" The above average hero asked as he pulled off his blue winter parka and blue, white, and black striped scarf.
"Yeah, I think that Bessie just doesn't like the snow." She smiled.
"What did Pixel have to say?" She wondered. Leading Stephanie back in to the kitchen, Sportacus told her everything while fixing her up some more cocoa.
"What are we going to do if Pixel can't figure out where they were made from?" She carefully sipped the hot chocolate from her favorite pink mug. Sportacus took a deep breath. He didn't want to worry her but she also deserved to know the truth.
"I guess I'll have to go around LazyTown and look for myself. Whatever is causing this has to be stopped." The above average hero told her.
"Then I'm going with you." Stephanie said.
"You're sick, you should…" the fourteen year old cut him off.
"No, you once said that we worked together. You wouldn't lie down when there was something to be done and I won't either." Sportacus was about to argue but that's when the Mayor and Bessie entered the house.
"Any luck Sportacus?" Milford asked. The blue sports elf was about to answer when the phone rang. Quickly, Bessie answered it.
"Meanswell residence." There was a quick conversation and then she said,
"It's Pixel. He wants to talk to Sportacus." The Mayor's assistant handed the phone over to the above average hero. No one seemed to realize that Stephanie disappeared from the room.
Down the hall in her bedroom, the fourteen year old quickly pulled on her outfit. She prided herself on the steps she had taken to make the uniform still fit after six years. She had grown some in height and certain other places had to be adjusted for well other things. A smirk crossed her face as her eyes danced over her chest. For some reason she wondered what Sportacus would think of the refitted uniform. It was then that she heard the Sportacus talking to her Uncle and Bessie. Quickly, she rushed off back down the hall.
"He says he might have the area at least narrowed down. I'm going to head over there and take a look at…" When he didn't finish the sentence Milford followed his gaze.
"Stephanie what are you doing?" The mayor asked.
"I'm going out there to help Sportacus." She said as she quickly grabbed a tissue before sneezing.
"No, you're not. You're sick." Milford told her.
"I know but I'm not going to let that stop me. We have to fix this and fast. In case you haven't noticed there is almost a foot of snow out there and most of it has fallen in the past hour and a half. If we don't do something soon, LazyTown will experience a new Ice Age. I'm going." Stephanie put her foot down.
"I'll keep an eye on her don't worry." Sportacus smiled and threw the fourteen year old her winter coat. Quickly the two heroes were prepared and they took off toward Pixel's house.
Robbie squirmed in his fuzzy orange chair, as it got colder in the room. Apparently making his lair completely out of metal wasn't such a good idea. Part of the villain didn't want to get out of his chair but part of him said that if he didn't keep warm, he'd be in serious trouble. It was then that he heard the rumbling from outside.
"Uh oh." Was all he said before snow began to fall down the tube.
To Be Continued…