Title: Nightmares and Dreamscapes- Chapter 13/?

Fandom: Lazytown

Pairing: Sportacus/Robbie

Rating: T

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: Yeah, you know how I said this story is two ideas mashed together? One was a tiny little idea, the other completely plotted out. Some stuff is going to pop up from that plot…which means I have to go find my notes…damn. But thanks for the reviews!

There was no path in the forest. Wisdom just seemed to be randomly walking around, jumping over the curled roots that got in his way and brushing aside the long branches. Sportacus followed faithfully. They walked, and the forest few darker and darker around them

It was as they were walking past a particularly wide tree when something unusual happened. Light flashed out of the corner of Sportacus's eye and he curiously turned towards it. On that wide tree, light flashed and spread. Then a woman formed on it, as if she were some sort of projection or movie.

The woman was thin with curling black hair pinned away from her thin face. Her grey eyes were warm as she smiled. However, the angle of this projection was strange…as if he were looking up at her.

Up ahead, Wisdom stopped. "Come on, Sportacus. That's only a memory."

"A…memory?"

"Yes, you know. A memory. It's not important."

Sportacus was going to turn away from the memory-woman, but then she leaned forward and spoke in an echoing voice. "How do you like it, Robbie?"

The view panned across her to light blue walls and a bright orange chair—Robbie's home. The woman walked back into the view as she flopped into the chair. "This place was one of the Rotten vaults, before everything was lost. I figured we could use it as our own place, hmm?" She ran her fingers over the fuzzy orange fabric of the chair. "And I found this in a yard sale. There's a blanket that goes with it and a pair of earmuffs."

"Earmuffs?" a high voice piped.

She laughed lightly. "Yes. I'm not sure why there're earmuffs, but you can use them Robbie. You know you sleep lightly."

The view—no, it was Robbie's memory, so Robbie's viewpoint—Robbie ran up to the woman and the view bounced as he joined her in the chair. "I love this place, Mamma. It's wonderful. Do you think we can bring cake down here?"

The woman—Robbie's mother, oh, they looked so much alike, truly—laughed and pulled her son closer. "Of course, my dear. Why wouldn't we?"

And then a bat, a real wooden baseball bat, came out of nowhere and smacked into the side of the tree. It made a loud crack in the otherwise silent forest, fissures spidering from the impact point. The memory flickered and went out as Robbie, this one in deep red and scowling at Sportacus, stepped forward, clenching the bat tightly.

"What are you doing here?" the personae asked furiously. "This is not your mind, is it, Sportaflop? You shouldn't be here," it hissed. It swung the bat as its side as it stalked forward, ignoring how Sportacus backpedaled.

It only stopped when Wisdom stepped in between them. "Now, now, Anger, get a hold of yourself. He's going to find the All."

Anger scowled even more furiously than before. He swung the bat up and pointed the end at Sportacus. "You really think this idiot can find the All? How foolish are you?" he yelled. Color rose into his pale cheeks.

Wisdom set his arms akimbo and frowned. "He's the only one who can get the All back to reality."

Anger sneered. "And why do you even think returning the All to reality is a good idea? Haven't you realized how much of an idiot the All is? Apparently, he doesn't listen to you at all."

Wisdom sighed. "You know you shouldn't say that," he chided gently. The tone of voice seemed only to further infuriate Anger.

Taking the bat in both hands, Anger swung it violently into another tree. Both Sportacus and Wisdom winced at the resulting crack. "I shouldn't say that! Are you serious? Have you heard the dribble that comes from you? I'm only telling the truth!" Another swing, another crack.

Sportacus stepped forward. "That's not the truth," he said calmly, ignoring the glare he received. "Robbie is intelligent. He's the smartest person in Lazytown."

The sneer seemed to become even fiercer. "Yeah, because that's so hard, to be smart in a town full of idiots. So, Robbie is the smartest idiot."

Wisdom let out frustrated exhale and pinched the bride of his nose. "Hey, Anger." Anger's eyes narrowed at the white-clothed personae. "Did you know Surprise is wandering around in the forest?"

"…What?" Anger hissed. He snarled out something that was no doubt foul and violent and stalked away, bat swinging at his side. It did not take long for the red of Anger's clothes to blend into the shadows of the forest.

Wisdom straightened and started walking once more. "Anger, thankfully, has a very, ah, short attention span."

Sportacus glanced behind him. "Was it a good idea to send him after Surprise?" He thought of the yellow-clothed, cheery personae and winced when he thought of Anger.

There was a snort for his answer. "Anger will get distracted by something else before he finds Surprise." A pause. "And even if he finds Surprise, Surprise has the strange ability to hide really well, really quickly."

Sportacus let out a sigh of relief. "I'm glad Robbie doesn't express that much anger," he said quietly.

Stepping over another knotted tree branch, Wisdom absently answered, "Anger doesn't get listened to much. The All's mother always talked of calmness and peace. She was…very kind. The All took that very seriously."

Sportacus glanced back again and then almost tripped over a root. "Was that Robbie's mother in the memory?" It was almost a stupid question, but necessary.

"Hm? Oh, yes. Lily Rotten. She was a very good mother." Wisdom glanced over at another tree and then turned his attention to protruding branches. "There are a lot of memories of her in the forest."

Sportacus almost wanted to stop, so he could find more of these memories, but Robbie was the main concern right now. Once he got Robbie back to reality, back to Lazytown, Sportacus could ask as many questions as he could.

…Whether or not they were actually answered was a completely different issue, but it didn't really matter. What mattered was Robbie being back.