Title: Nightmares and Dreamscapes- Chapter 2/?
Fandom: Lazytown
Pairing: Sportacus/Robbie
Rating: Still just a low T for now.
Summary: There is no such thing as magic...right? However, when Robbie starts noticing something strange about Sportacus and unusual things start occurring in Lazytown, that belief just might have to be changed.
Author's Notes: …Just realized that there was a misspelling in the summary. Fixed it though. And thanks so much for the lovely lovely reviews! They make me want to write more.
Sportacus laughed and dipped Stephanie when she spun into his arms. Giggling, she stood and clapped her hands joyously. The other kids were cheering loudly. Breathless, Sportacus stood and glanced around. His smile died, a frown taking its place. There was still no Robbie. How strange was that?
He would have expected to see the man, especially after today's rowdy game of baseball. Even he, after a little while, had to admit that the kids were being a bit loud. He had thought that Robbie would have come from his home to attempt some sort of plot to either pull the kids from the game or kick Sportacus out of Lazytown. But there had been nothing of the sort lately.
Sportacus waved to the kids and flipped away, quickly climbing up the ladder that descended from his airship. Once in his floating home, he started to compulsively do sit-ups. There was no two ways about it: he missed Robbie.
He wanted to see those strange blue periscope eyes. He wanted to see Robbie hiding behind bushes. He wanted to see Robbie trying to pull off some plot and distract the children. He wanted to drag Robbie into games and watch the man smile.
Sportacus paused for a mere second, thinking that over. Yeah, he wanted to do that, had wanted to do that for a while, but Robbie was intent on hiding and remaining away from all the activity. Even if Robbie didn't want to join in on the games, Sportacus still wanted the man around. There was just something about him that made Sportacus smile.
Sportacus continued his sit-ups, feeling the stretch and pull of muscle. He knew what this was. He was not oblivious to affection or attraction, after all. Despite whatever he felt though, Sportacus held no hopes. Robbie and him were extremely different people and, well, the man tried to kick him out of town on an almost weekly basis!
Sportacus chuckled to himself. Even if there was no hope for that kind of relationship, he could hold out for some sort of friendship. If Robbie were hiding himself away though, there wouldn't even be a chance for that.
…If Robbie continued to secret himself away, then Sportacus was going to start worrying. Even if his crystal didn't go off, Sportacus was going to start worrying.
Sportacus watched as Stephanie tripped over her feet and easily caught her, pushing her up again. Stephanie was laughing, getting ready to run again, when she bent over with a sharp exclamation.
Sportacus gently grabbed her elbow, steadying her. "Are you all right, Stephanie?"
Stephanie stood, a smile already turning her mouth up, and nodded. "Just a pain." She shrugged.
Sportacus frowned a little. "Have some water before you start playing again." They walked over to the brick partitions, Stephanie jumping up on it and swinging her feet, Sportacus simply leaning against it. "You have to be careful," he told her as she gulped from her water bottle. "You could damage your muscles if you don't drink enough water."
Stephanie wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and set her water bottle down. "I feel fine now," she said and smiled. Then she jumped off the partition and ran back over to the others.
Sportacus watched for a moment. He would have to make sure that he told all the kids to watch their intake of water. It wouldn't do for them to accidentally hurt themselves. Leaving it at that, Sportacus joined the kids once more.
In some nearby bushes, Robbie pushed some branches out of the way and brought the binoculars up. This observation was edging on just this side of creepy, but Robbie was resolutely ignoring that. Sportacus was playing with the kids again. This time, it was a game of tag. The pink child skipped merrily away, giggling, and the tomboyish girl followed. Sportacus did a spinning flip away from them and landed with a laugh, reaching up to adjust his blue hat.
Robbie zeroed in on the movement. That hat...Robbie brought the binoculars down, squinted, and stared. That hat covered the tips of Sportaflop's ears; it always did. Ears, he mused.
Suddenly, Robbie smirked, a devious curl to the corners of his mouth. If there really were such a thing as magic, what beings used it? And what magical beings had a certain distinctive quality about ears? The only sort of beings that combined magic and distinctive ears were elves…if such things existed.
He wanted to scoff at the notion of magic and elves. Science and technology were the truth to reality, not childish dreams of magic. Yet, evidence was forming right in front of his eyes that magic was real.
Robbie brought the binoculars up again and focused on the "elf". He could do research, but that meant actually going to Sleepy City and going to the library there and moving. He stuck out his tongue at the thought; that was just way too much work. Now, the only other source of information about elves would be Sportakook.
…He would just have to capture the flipping idiot and find some sort of weakness that way. And with that weakness he would get Sportacus out of town and would never see him again! It was perfect! Robbie snickered to himself, concentrating only on the thought of a quiet Lazytown and ignoring his knotted stomach.
Now what he needed was a net of some sort…
Sportacus sighed lightly and rolled over on his small bed, hands folding underneath his pillow. After all the games he played with the kids that day, sleep was waiting for him with open arms. It was about an hour into Sportacus's well-deserved sleep that his crystal started beeping, flashing brightly within the dark confines of his home.
Sportacus jerked awake. He looked down blearily for a moment, slowly focusing on his crystal. When it hit his sleep-infused mind that someone was in trouble, he jumped out of bed and practically flew out of his airship.
Tendrils of urgency and adrenaline were making their way past the sleepy fog of his mind, alerting him to how someone needed help. Pixel needed help. He was halfway to the boy's home, when his crystal stopped beeping and flashing.
Confused by the sudden turn, Sportacus tapped on his crystal. There was no more sense of urgency, no more sense of alarm. All that adrenaline was suddenly seeping out of his system, leaving him drowsy. He tapped his crystal again, frowning, but there was no response. It was as if he had imagined the whole thing. He lifted his vest and peered sleepily at the emblazoned 10 and the magical crystal therein. Nothing seemed wrong with it.
He would just have to talk to Pixel tomorrow and see if something had happened. No, he amended, actually walking back to his airship. He would first talk to Pixel and then he would talk with the rest of the kids about going out at night.
He threw another glance around the town as the ladder descended from his ship. The town was serenely quiet at this time of night. The stars were twinkling brightly and the moon was a creamy slice of white in the darkness. It was…peaceful, nice, even, in a non-active sort of way.
…Robbie probably liked this time of night. Sportacus smiled at the thought and then slowly climbed up the ladder.