A/N: The Editor of the Lazytown Chronicle here! Sorry it's been a while, but Sportacus, Tara, the kids and I had to go rescue the Author...again...This time, she was kidnapped by pirates! Not Rottenbeard, but a crafty fellow named Captain Jack Sparrow. He really liked Sportacus' hat. He was actually quite an agreeable pirate, made the kids laugh, very friendly...a little too friendly for Tara's liking, she had to slap him. But just as we found the Author, she had manacled herself to the Captain's bed! Apparently...um...she didn't want to be rescued...Can't blame her really, the Captain was a handsome chap. But Sportacus had to carry her and the bed off the ship with her screaming all the way,
"I don't WANNA GOOOOOOO!"
(Sigh) The only way we could convince her to return to Lazytown, is if I mentioned her fanart contest she's having to celebrate her one year anniversary. Deadline is August 14th. Wouldn't you all like a chance to draw your favorite scene from The Lazytown Chronicle? See The Author's profile page for details. And don't forget to read, review and...oh cripes! The Author has run away again!
(Author: I'm coming JACK BABY!)
(Sigh) Here we go again...
"I'm sorry...and you are...?" Robbie asked Tara searching for a name. Tara helped him to his feet standing up,
"I'm Tara Trueheart. I just moved here."
A lightbulb went off in Robbie's brain. He grinned and said enthusiastically,
"Really? Well...Had I known you were this cute I would have thought about coming over and introducing myself!"
"Thanks...I think..." Tara nodded polietly.
"But then I don't need an introduction, do I?" Robbie said polishing his fingers on his vest.
"No you're Robbie Rotten...I've heard...a lot about you." Tara told him.
"All good I hope!" Robbie said.
"Well..." Tara started.
"But I believe someone agreed to go with someone someplace sometime?" Robbie hinted. Tara nodded and smiled,
"So long as that someone properly asks that other someone to that someplace at sometime."
"Oh...Very well then...Miss Trueheart...would thou have the honor of being in my presence at the dance?" Robbie said trying to be gallant. Tara couldn't help but laugh. She was about to open her mouth to answer, when Ziggy cried out,
"Don't do it Tara! Robbie is evil, mean and...well...rotten!"
"Yeah!" chorused the kids as Robbie glared at them. Tara simply looked at all of them and told them,
"But Robbie asked me..." At this, she glanced to Sportacus who looked positively crushed and like a sad puppy. She smiled up at Robbie and told him,
"Robbie, I'd love to go to the dance with you."
Estactic, Robbie told her,
"Well then I'll meet you there! Don't worry If I'm late...I like to watch the 'Golden Girls'..."
"Um...actually...it's best if the gentleman picks the lady up at her house...say around...5:48?" Tara suggested.
"Oh...ok...guess I could TIVO 'Golden Girls'..." Then Robbie muttered to himself, "Sheesh! Who knew dating would be such hard work?"
"Okay...I'll see you at my house at 5:48 pm!" Tara said.
"Yeah yeah yeah..." Robbie said waving her off. Then, looking suave and debonaire, he took her hand and said, "Until tonight medear!" Robbie then bent over her hand and gave the back of her hand a big sloppy kiss. Tara tried not to grimace, the kids tried not to barf and Sportcus tried not to rush over there and rip Robbie apart like he had done with the robot. Sportacus had never felt this mad at anyone before. Not even Robbie...but now his shoulders were tense, his eyebrows furrowed together and his mouth was a thin line clenched shut. He even clenched his fists. When Robbie was done, he stood smiled and causally walked away, practically floating on air. He made a point to walk past Sportacus and stick out his tongue at him. It was all Sportacus could do to control himself. As Tara wiped her hand on the back of her red jeans, the kids came up to her side.
"Tara! How could you agree to go out with that creep?" asked Trixie.
"Yeah...Robbie Rotten of all people!" Stingy said.
"Guys come on! I'm sure Robbie is not that bad. All he needs is someone to get to know him better." Tara said.
"Well I don't know...Robbie must be up to something sneaky!" Pixel said as Sportacus stepped near.
"Pixel's right Tara. You have to watch out for him. Robbie is not the nicest person sometimes." Sportacus said. Tara put her hands on her hips,
"Wait a minute! Does anyone give that guy a break around here?"
"We try but Robbie is..." Sportacus started.
"Wait...who are you to pass judgement on someone?" Tara asked him.
"He's broken our trust too many times that's all. We've told you about what he's done. I can't believe you'd go out with him!" Sportacus said.
"Well excuse me for giving people a chance!" Tara said defensively.
"You shouldn't give Robbie a chance." Sportacus told her as the kids looked back and forth between the two grownups.
"And why not? You have! Countless times! You told me so the other day." Tara said folding her arms.
"That's...that's besides the point!" Sportacus exclaimed.
"And what would be the point?"
"That you shouldn't go out with him!" Sportacus said.
"Well he's the only and the first person who asked me!" Tara said ending her point by walking away.
"Tara! Tara wait! I..." Sportacus called after her. Stephanie touched his arm,
"I'll go talk with her Sportacus..."
"Thanks Stephanie..."Sportacus sighed watching the little pink girl run after the lady in red. Sportacus looked back to the remaining kids and asked,
"Did I just blow it?"
"Yes!" they chorused.
Meanwhile, Robbie was practically dancing all the way back to his lair.
"This is even better than I planned! I stole the girl of Sporta-sap right out from under him! And since everyone likes her, they'll imitate her doing my dance/not dance and everyone will be lazy! I'm a genius! HAHAHAHAHA!" Then he stopped, licking his palms and smoothing back his hair,
"And on a side note...I think she digs me! Maybe soon they'll be a...MRS. Rotten!...Well besides my mom...OH! I've got to call her!"
Back at his lair, the phone dialed and when it clicked, a woman with a deep voice said,
"Hello?"
"Hello Mom? Don't hang up! I've got a date!" he told her rapidly.
"Great...I'm proud son, really proud..." she told him.
"Ah yeah she was puddy in my..."Robbie started before hearing the click of a phone. When he heard the phone tone, he replied, "Hello?"
That night the dance was already kicking off eight minutes past six. Sportacus stood in a corner of the outdoor dance floor, watching everyone else dance. Then he felt a tap on his shoulder and turned to find Stephanie and Pixel, in their dress clothes looking up at him. Being a superhero, Sportacus could get away with wearing his regular clothes. He looked to Stephanie unexpectantly and asked,
"Well? What did she say?"
"That it's grownup problem...Sorry Sportacus." Stephanie told him. Sportacus sighed and looked to his unopened water bottle,
"Okay...thanks Stephanie..."
"Hey! Look! There's Tara and Robbie now!" Pixel said pointing to where the crowd parted a bit. Sure enough there was Robbie, looking smug and full of himself in a pinstriped purple zoot suit. And Sportacus squeeze his water bottle so hard at the sight of the lovely creature on Robbie's arm, the bottle cap flew off and water sprayed everywhere. She was dressed in a knee length, strapless red pinafore dress with layers of tulle underneath and bright red open toe pumps. Her brown hair was curled and pinned to the top of her head, diamonds earring dangling from her ears. A purple corsage was strapped to her wrist.
"Ah-heh..." whimpered Sportacus. Meanwhile, Tara asked Robbie,
"So Robbie? What do you like to do with your spare time?"
"Shush! Dance contest is starting!" Robbie told her as the Mayor came up to the microphone. Dressed in a smart tux, Mayor Meanswell said to everyone,
"Welcome Lazytown to the First Annual Lazytown Semi-Formal! First things first...the dance contest! Everyone! Grab a partner and start dancing! DJ Zig...If you please?"
Playing DJ with large sunglasses, backwards baseball cap and plenty of bling, Ziggy told the mayor,
"You got it Mr. Mayor!" He started the CD player, and everyone began dancing to a spicy cha-cha. Well...all except Robbie. He stood very still, ever so often stepping to the side. Trying to dance, Tara offered helpfully,
"Uh...Robbie? Don't you know the steps?"
Robbie scoffed,
"Of course I know the steps! But go with me on this one Babe, I'm starting a new dance craze! It's elegant, it's easy, it's..."
"Lazy." said Tara.
"Precisely! That trophy is ours!" Robbie exclaimed. Just then, Bessie and the Mayor came up to them. Mayor Meanswell sighed and said reluctantly, trying to spare ill feelings,
"I'm sorry Mr. Rotten...Miss Trueheart...But you two are hardly dancing! I'm going to have to have to disqualify you."
"What!" demanded Robbie.
"I'm sorry Mr. Rotten." the Mayor stand.
"But...but...I'm starting a new dance craze!" Robbie insisted.
"Well good for you Robbie...but I'm afraid the point of a dance contest is to dance to whatever music is playing." Bessie said.
"It's okay Robbie. You can get me some punch and we can watch from the sidelines." Tara told Robbie.
"Forget it! Why would I need a date when I'm out of the contest! Grrr!" raged Robbie stomping off the floor.
"Robbie!" Tara called after him.
"Oh Tara I'm so sorry..." Bessie told the young woman. Tara gave a weak smile before running off,
"Excuse me..."
"Oh! Oh dear..."The Mayor said. Then Bessie noticed Sportacus had been watching the whole thing. With a smile she saw him run after Tara in the gardens.
"That's my boy..."Bessie said quietly to herself. Sportacus found Tara sitting on a park bench, sniffling and wiping her tears away with her hands. Sportacus grimiced then called up to his ship,
"Hankie!" A handkerchief dropped down from the airship, Sportacus catching it with one hand, flipping over to Tara's side once. He sat beside her and silently offered the handkerchief. She smiled sadly at him as she took it saying,
"My hero..."
"I'm sorry Robbie acted like that Tara." Sportacus said.
"Well...you tried to tell me didn't you?" she said.
"I'm sorry...I shouldn't have tried to tell you who to go to the dance with." Sportacus said. Tara laughed,
"You won't even say 'I told you so.' Don't you get tired of being the perfect man, Sport?"
"I'm not perfect Tara...if I were...I wouldn't have given Robbie the chance to ask you to the dance...before me..." Sportacus admitted. Tara turned to look at him,
"Is that so?"
"Tara...I wanted to ask you so badly...I tried and I tried...but I kept getting..." Sportacus said looking for the right word.
"Scared?" Tara offered.
"Yeah...some superhero huh?" Sportacus laughed. She squeezed his hand,
"Slightly above average hero."
Sportacus smiled at her, his teeth showing in joy,
"Oh Tara...you look so beautiful tonight..." Sportacus told her. Tara huffed,
"Thanks to Robbie this dress is going to waste!"
Sportacus grinned with a plan in his eye. He pulled her to his feet and pulled her along saying,
"Not nessecarily..."
The music ended and everyone applauded. As Ziggy started a catchy swing song, Stephanie pointed out to the dance floor,
"Look! There's Tara and Sportacus!" Everyone watched as Sportacus began to swing Tara around the dancefloor. He and Tara were laughing and having a grand time, not even noticing everyone else stepped back to watch them dance.
"Wow! Look at them go!" Stingy said as Sportacus spun Tara out.
"There going to do a big finish!" Trixie exclaimed as Sportacus lifted Tara up off her feet, swinging her to hir right, his left, between his legs before spinning her on her toes once, before spinning her back and over his knee as the music ended in one large blast. Everyone clapped and applauded as Mayor Meanswell and Bessie entered the dancefloor and announced,
"Ladies and Gentlemen! I'm happy to announce that the adult winners of the dance contestare Tara Trueheart and Sportacus Ten!" Everyone cheered as Tara asked the Mayor,
"But I thought I was disqualified?"
"When you were with Robbie...But since you danced with Sportacus, you were back in!" the Mayor explained.
"Wow! Thanks Mr. Mayor!" Sportacus said taking the trophy from Bessie.
"And...the winners of the children's dance contest are...Trixie and Stingy!" the Mayor said.
"What? We actually won!" Trixie exclaimed in shock.
"Congratulations guys!" Stephanie said.
"MINE!" yelled Stingy diving for the trophy. He only ended up getting his head stuck in the cup.
"Stingy!" groaned everyone.
"Hit it Ziggy!" Pixel yelled. Ziggy put on a catchy dance mix and everyone danced the night away.
Bing Bang Diggly Dong
First thing that I say after I wake up
Bing Bang Diggly Dong
I say those words before I go to sleep
Get on up it's time to dance yeah
It's so much fun being up on our feet
So we go up up
To the top
Move around and clap your hands together
Down down turn around
Having fun is what it's all about
Bing Bang Diggly Dong
Funny words I sing when I am dancing
Bing Bang Diggly Dong
Silly words that can mean anything
Get on up it's time to dance yeah
It's so much fun being up on our feet
So we go up up
To the top
Move around and clap your hands together
Down down turn around
Having fun is what it's all about
Oh 1, 2 me and you
Move around and clap your hands together
3, 4 on the floor
Having fun is what it's all about
Robbie slumped down in his chair, whipping off his clip on tie.
"Stupid dance contest! Stupid blue elf! Stupid stupid stupid!" he whined. He fumed a minute before his bottom lip trembled. He said to himself,
"I'm not going to cry...I'm not going to cry...I need a cookie!"