Robbie frowned as he sat up to his kitchen island, holding a scotch in one hand and a cigarette in the other. He hadn't smoked in years, but at the moment he couldn't think of anything that would be better in the world then a good cigarette, and a glass of scotch... though the cigarettes were quite stale, which was cause for annoyance on his part. Stubbing the cigarette out Robbie stood up, as he finished off his glass of scotch and slammed the cup down onto the counter top.

Robbie folded his arms over his chest and began to pace the kitchen, there was of course only one way to get that silly elf to understand the seriousness of the situation. And that was, of course, to shove him face first into the facts. To just show him, that always seemed to work in these kinds of cases... though Robbie couldn't think of one other time he'd done this. Letting out an exasperated sigh Robbie shook his head and walked out of the kitchen.

Of course... Sportacus was a special case, so perhaps it was best if he just showed him. The man definitely learned better from seeing something done, rather then be told. When something was explained to him he often seemed to get a blank expression, and appear confused until Stephanie began to show him, and then his face would light up, and he'd begin to understand.

Robbie frowned as he stepped up to the door, opening a small hidden panel he frowned as the door opened up... he should really turn the light on.

"Robbie?"

"Hush, Sportafool." Robbie said as he walked into the room, putting a hand up he rubbed his eyes as he walked across the floor toward Sportacus.

"Are you going to let me go now?"

"No." Robbie said as he stepped up to the bed, reaching up he grabbed a chain hanging from the ceiling-- which Sportacus hadn't noticed-- shaking it loose from what ever it was caught up on, he caught the end before it hit him it the shoulder, his agility greatly surprising Sportacus.

"What are you going to do?"

"...nothing." Robbie muttered as he knelt on the bed, closing the wrist shackle around Sportacus's wrist. Latching it shut, he stood up, shaking another one loose he went around to the other side and preformed the same task, before unlatching the ones previously on Sportacus's wrists.

"What are you doing?" Sportacus demanded, yanking against the chains, causing Robbie to draw back out of shock, "I am serious about this Robbie... this is one thing they will not look over. Before it was okay, it only seemed like childish pranks, but this... this is insane."

"You're wrong."

"What if the children get hurt?!"

"You don't have to worry your pretty little head over that."

"...what?"

"Oh, I replaced you. The children won't even notice a difference." Robbie said softly, before chuckling.

"I-I don't..." Sportacus frowned, remembering the... other Sportacus Robbie had introduced him to. Could he have really been replaced? Could he be replaced?

Would they really think it was him...?

Robbie chuckled quietly as he stood up straight and placed his hands on his hips, "Sportacus, Sportacus... you just don't get it do you? This isn't about you. This isn't about the little children. This is about me. Me! I think it's time you catered to my every need. My every desire. I think it's time you learned what it's like to be denied the things you want most in life." Robbie hissed as he furrowed his brow, sneering at the man before him.

But Sportacus wasn't what he wanted most in life. It wasn't like he was in love with him. He didn't even particularly like the man. He found him to be annoying, too loud, much too cheerful, and overly polite. It was almost as if he weren't human.

Like that android Robbie had sent to the surface.

Soft skin, a warm embrace, beautiful, silky blond hair, a soft, caring smile. A kiss to greet him in the morning.

Something he could eventually learn to love.

But it was fake.

It was artificial.

They could never replace what he'd had before.

They could never be real to him. He'd never be able to hold them through out the night, and actually enjoy the warmth of the body next to him. He'd never be able to kiss their lips without seeing...

They'd never come close.

Artificial.

They were artificial.

Robbie could tell, as he looked down into Sportacus's eyes, he could tell that there was something dark deep within this man. He could tell that Sportacus had something to hide. He could tell... that he wasn't the man he pretended to be.

There was something evil lurking underneath his pristine surface.

And it almost frightened Robbie as he gazed deep into those beautiful blues eyes, almost getting lost. Almost falling in, unable to find his way out again.

It was almost as if he were being hypnotized.

But Sportacus's soft voice brought him back to reality: "You're going to regret this, Robbie."

Robbie frowned slightly as he shook his head slightly, "No you're wrong Sportacus." he said as he turned away, "This is one thing I'll never regret." he muttered as he began to walk away.

You took him away from me.

Robbie narrowed his eyes as he paused at the door, pushing it shut, he flipped a light switch on and looked back at Sportacus over his shoulder, "This is something you're going to regret." he said as he turned back toward Sportacus.

The look on Robbie's face told Sportacus that perhaps he was in for more then he'd ever thought possible of Robbie.

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A/N: Uhg, took long enough. I know it's short, and confusing, but I've felt sick lately. And I haven't been writing because a friend of mine recently got me into playing World of Warcraft. So I've been doing that when I was on the computer.

But, uh, I've been lacking inspiration lately, if that isn't obvious from this chapter. So I'm going to put this on hiatus till I get the feeling back for it. So I don't ruin it like my others!

So, I'll see you as soon as I feel better about it!

~Ciao~