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shassieobsessed · 8 years ago

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Sportarobbie - Body Switch

{Guess who actually finished the body switch I promised?? Me!! Yeah it took for-fucking-ever but now here it is! Freshly edited! It might still suck though idk. I really haven’t gotten much feedback on my fanfictions lol}

Prompt: Body Swap

**WARNING: THIS FIC CONTAINS SPORTAROBBIE**

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Robbie paced in his lair, mumbling plots and ideas under his breath. Sportaflop was still in Lazytown, despite his most brilliant plans. What could he do to rid himself that bouncy kangaroo!?

The children’s laughs suddenly echoed in Robbie’s ears, making him huff in anger. He pulled down the spyglass and watched them carefully.

“Noisy brats.” He spat out.

“Stingy! You have to share!” Candy boy hollered, reaching hopelessly at a soccer ball.

“But it’s MY ball!” The kid argued, his head held high in pride.

“If I was you I’d make you give us the ball!” The three pigtailed brat yelled.

“Trixie,”

Pinkie went on with her goodness speech and blah blah blah. Annoying little pains in Robbie’s-

Then a lightbulb went off.

“If I was Sportadork,” Robbie started to say, to nobody in particular. “I could make him eat tons of cake! Rid his home of that god awful sportscandy, and force him to be hated by everyone! Then, they’d kick him out of town, forever!!” The villain giggled at his own plan, running over to a box filled to the brim with scraps. He began to dig through it, finding parts and gadgets to complete his perfect, most brilliant plot.

He’d build, a body swapping machine.

“I’ll do the ol’ switcharoo! Sportakook will never see it coming!” Robbie laughed as he put the final touches onto the Sportaswap 3000! (He was very proud of the name he’d given it, despite it being very awful) Robbie stood back, admiring his work.

“Something is missing…” He noted before sticking a finger in the air, having figured it out. Robbie put his initials on the Sportaswap 3000, god knows why he always did this, and laughed evilly. This plan was foolproof!

–

Sportacus was standing in the entrance of his airship, keeping a watchful eye on the citizens of Lazytown. Trouble was always brewing, and he wanted to be prepared for it. Then he spotted Robbie pushing a large machine through the sidewalks-well the ones nobody really used. Sportacus scoffed lightly at the villain, debating on going down there to see what Robbie was doing. This was something he had to decide often; seeing as Robbie was always plotting or setting up a trap. Sportacus usually came to the conclusion of leaving it be. Robbie wasn’t really hurting anyone, but actually doing what Sportacus encouraged-exercising! And, why not let the villain have some fun? Sportacus changed his view from Robbie to the basketball court, where all the kids were playing. He smiled brightly, and decided to go and join them! He jumped out of the aircraft and called out his hovercraft, landing on it swiftly. He pedaled to the town but landed a ways away from the court. In all honesty, he loved flipping around the town. I guess that was kinda obvious though. As he was flipping, he passed by Robbie setting up.

“Hi Robbie!” He greeted friendly, as he always did. And as Robbie always did, he snarled and rolled his eyes at the hero. Sportacus, however, smiled at the villain. He found it oddly-adorable?- how much Robbie despised him.

Robbie growled at the blue kangaroo jumping over him. He sighed heavily at the stupid smile Sportacus always seemed to wear. But all at once he started to remember his scheme.

“Oh!” He grunted as he shot the beam of light at himself and Sportacus, who wasn’t at all even fazed. This frustrated Robbie. The stupid thing didn’t even work! He grumbled and started to push the heavy machine back to his lair, to make improvements. But first, he’d take a nap because dammit that was hard work!

—

At 8:08pm, the whole town was snuggling into their beds, except Robbie who had already been asleep.

—

The next morning, Robbie found himself waking up feeling actually refreshed, and not to the sound of children laughing. He peaked an eye open, suspicions of this new kinda morning he’d been encountering. Then Robbie realized something else, he was laying with his legs stretched out rather than curled up. The villain sat up instantly, and tried to open his eyes. Tried. It was so bright in his lair! Usually, it was very dark, so he could sleep through the day. But the whole place was white and shining. He growled angered, rubbing his unadjusted eyes. As he rubbed, he found something else strange; his ears. They were-pointed?! Robbie quickly put both hands on his ears and felt the pointy top. Ears were supposed to be rounded, right?! His eyes finally adjusted and he then saw where he was-the flipping blue elf’s ship. He kicked his feet out of the bed, hands still on the ears, and looked around.

“Good morning Sportacus.” A automated voice welcomed, causing Robbie to let out a small yelp. What was happening? Wait-did his plan work? Was he now Sportaflop?! Robbie saw a bathroom and ran to it, hoping for a mirror. He muttered happily when there was one, and looked in the reflection. Sure enough, there stood Sportaflip, but Robbie now controlled the hero. He grinned evilly, which was a strange face to see upon Sportacus’, and the ears were still a mystery but Robbie was too excited about his evil plan being a success! He happily skipped out of the bathroom and his first instinct was to mess up anything possible. He saw a control pad in the front just to the left of the steering area, and curiously stalked over to it. After pressing tons of buttons, Robbie figured it to be the automatic voice’s controls. Robbie then noticed a panel asking,

“What should we call you, #10?”

He thought for a moment, putting a hand on his chin.

“Aha!” Robbie giggled childishly as he deleted ‘Sportacus’ and put in 'Sportaflop.’ Not the best he could do but enough to make the hero agitated. He again laughed and went off to see what other things he could vandalize. As he walked around, his foot landed on a glowing panel blending with the floor. Before Robbie could react, he was smacked in the back of the head with a falling table. He grunted and clumsily kneeled up, his arms propped on the table. He shook his head and then saw all the sportscandy lined up, smirking evily.

“Bye bye sportscandy!”

—

Sportacus felt a pain-an aching-everywhere. He heard the kids laughing, and it seemed to echo in his ears. The hero then opened his eyes, only finding the urge of wanting to close them again. This was weird, for Sportacus usually woke up feeling like he do 100 jumping jacks. But now he felt sickly, as if sleeping more would be the best choice. Had he woken up to early? But the kids were playing- still deafening Sportacus. He didn’t understand why, their laughs were usually one of the best sounds to hear! Anybody’s laughter warmed the elf’s heart. (Even if it was Robbie, who usually only laughed when trying to get rid of him.)

Sportacus forced himself to get up, and found his surroundings to be quite strange. He couldn’t really see that well-because of the pitch darkness. Wasn’t his ship always bright? He stumbled around the dark room, trying to find any source of light. He felt…unstable as he walked, his legs weren’t as steady as he remembered. It took a few moments, but he managed to fall into a light switch. The hero flipped it on, and all that glowed was a dim lamp over by an orange, fuzzy chair. Sportacus instantly recognized it to be Robbie’s, but what was he doing here? Sportacus couldn’t remember anything besides going to bed last night. He decided to call into the room.

“Hello? Robbie?” The elf instantly covered his mouth, weirded by the sound of it. The voice sounded almost like….He shook his head. Was this a dream or something? Sportacus decided to investigate the dim lit room. He was defiantly in Robbie’s liar, so all he had to do was find the exit. He’d been in the villain’s home before, not enough to memorize it however. From the orange chair he had to go straight. Step one. Sportacus followed his mental instructions and walked straight, with his hands held out in front of him to avoid running into something, till he felt a wall. Step two, follow along the wall until a ladder…was that how it was? He huffed, unsure. Why was it so dark anyways? He could’ve sworn the last time he’d been here there was more lights. It wouldn’t hurt look see if there were more switches.

After a while of looking around, he found a giant lever, which when pulled turned on all lights. Sportacus than easily spotted the ladder, and rushed over to it. (Usually he’d flip but he felt so weary that he couldn’t.) Except as he ran by, there was a mirror. He took a quick glimpse, really staring at the cracks in it, but skidded to a stop when something else caught his eye. He slowly backed up and stared at the reflection. His eyes widened at the face that stared back. The hero began rubbing his hands all around the unfamiliar-yet very familiar-facial structures. While he was Sportacus inside, outside showed the one and only,

Robbie Rotten.

—

Robbie dusted his hands together as he finally rid of the final sportscandy. Damn did the blue kangaroo have a lot of that disgusting shit. But strangely, Robbie felt a want to eat it. And the urge to jump and flip! The sooner he was back in his lazy body the better. So he continued on to part b: eating tons of cake! But-he’d have to go to his lair to find it. Pinkie would be suspicious if she saw Sportaflop eating cake. Plus, Robbie’s cake maker made the perfect cake. Now, how did the floppity man get out of this blasted ship? Robbie rubbed his chin curiously. Suddenly the voice began speaking.

“Sportaflop,” Robbie couldn’t hold back his giggles. “You seem confused? May I be of assistance?”

“Yes! How do I get out of this damned place!” He requested after quieting his laughs.

“You can use your ladder. Or your hoverboard.” It answered flatly.

“Yes of course!” Robbie grinned sticking a finger in the air. But it soon dropped. “How do I, do that exactly?”

“Call for the desired object.”

“Right. Um-ladder?” Nothing happened. “It didn’t work!” Robbie angrily stamped his foot. “Wait-I have to open the door first!” He put his hands on his hips victorious as the door opened. His face went from proud to horrified when realization swept over the villain. “I’m afraid of heights!” Robbie cried, clinging to the pole.

It took a while, but Robbie gathered the courage to inch over to the open door, stretching his neck to see how high he was. The rope ladder swung in the wind, occasionally banging on the metal of the airship, which would always cause Robbie to yelp in fear. He got down on his hands and knees and began crawling to where the ladder hung, whimpering basically the whole time. He placed his left foot on the ladder, and slowly the right followed. Robbie climbed down very cautiously, not to fall. Once at the last step, the villain hopped onto the cement ground, gasping slightly.

“Haha! I did it!” Robbie praised himself, smiling victorious. That was until he heard the all too familiar voice of the pink child.

“Sportacus!” She cheered happily, two other kids following behind her.

“Wha-me?” Realization hit quickly. “O-Oh yes! Hello child!” Robbie had no idea how to imitate Sportacus.

“We were just about to play some basketball! Would you like to play?” She asked, eyes beaming.

“Yeah yeah! You’re really good at basketball!” The sugar injected kid noted.

“I um, can’t!”

“Awh. Why not?” Stephanie cocked her head, with furrowed eyebrows. The disappointment was noticeable in her voice.

“Why? Well, why do you have to always know!” Robbie felt as if he’d won that conversation, but then heard the confused murmurs of the children. “Well, bye bye now!” The inventor began walking away, ignoring the confused children.

“Okay, bye?” Stephanie called, and went back to whispering with the group.

“Nosey little brat.” Robbie muttered, as he made his way to the giant billboard that hid his home. He reached the hatch and expected to struggle against metal, but found he could open it with little problems. “Right.” He thought, remembering the inhuman like strength of the hero. Robbie jumped into the tunnel, and was thrown around through the pipes until finally he reached the exiting hole. His landing was rather uncomfortable.

—

Sportacus paced around, nervously. How did this happen? He knew Robbie was rather smart, and created tons of inventions that did incredible things but body switching? That seemed impossible! Sportacus took a breath. There was no point in freaking about the past, but he should put the (little) energy of Robbie’s body into figuring out how to get back his own body. But, he didn’t even know where to start! Still pacing, Sportacus perked up at the clanking sound that now filled the lair. It echoed loudly, along with grunts and yelps. Before he could figure it out, somebody shot out of the entry tunnel and landed on top of him.

—

Robbie groaned in pain as he started to stand up. He didn’t notice the other who was also in pain. That was until he was on his feet, and looked to where he had landed. Robbie mentally cursed forgetting that a body swap involved two people, and started panicking as Sportacus began to rise. Now, whenever Robbie stood next to the elf-or anybody in Lazytown really-he was a good amount taller. So being shorter felt strange. That and the fact he was looking at himself.

“Wha-Robbie!!” Sportacus finally shouted, placing two hands on his hips. “What did you do?!”

“Me? I uh, didn’t do anything!” Robbie lied folding his arms.

“What? Why are you, me then?”

“Well-why are you me? Maybe you did something to me to make me, you!” Sportacus shook his head slightly confused at the exchange. In his confusion, Robbie proceeded to walk past him, and continue his original plan. He started to make cake, deciding it was best to act as if the other wasn’t there. Sportacus spun around and followed the villain, wanting answers.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m having a snack, what does it look like?” Robbie’s tone was harsh, but it didn’t really bother Sportacus.

“Cake? I can’t eat cake!” Sportacus instantly protested.

“Who said you were eating it?” Robbie sneered, grabbing the now freshly cooked cake.

“I mean, my body! I’ll-you’ll have a sugar crash!” Robbie stopped the fork right before it entered his mouth. He hadn’t thought about that. The only way Sportaflop was ever revived from a sugar crash was eating, sportscandy. Disgusting! Robbie shuttered at the mere thought of having to eat it.

“I knew that.” He set down the plate, and lightly dusted his hands. “Well than. I can skip that part.” Robbie again began his stride past the starstruck Sportacus.

“Where are you going?” The elf demanded.

“I’m leaving.” The villain plainly stated. Sportacus was about to stop him but it seemed his body already did that. Robbie suddenly felt really tired. He kept trying to walk, but ended up just sitting on the floor. “What the hell?” He gasped.

“My-Your energy is low. You need to eat some sportscandy to refuel.” Sportacus explained sitting down next to him.

“Blech! I don’t wanna eat that horrible stuff!” Robbie pouted, turning away. Sportacus shrugged.

“Okay. But you’ll be low on energy and won’t be able to move.” At that moment, Robbie began to hate this plan. He hated being in Sportaflop’s body.

“This is stupid!” He complained sighing deeply.

“You want to switch back?” Sportacus suggested. Robbie didn’t like the idea of not finishing his plan, mainly because of how great it was. But he also couldn’t stand being Sportacus. How did somebody live this way?!

“Well. We can’t.”

“Why not?” Robbie kept scooting further away, but Sportacus kept getting closer.

“Because I broke the damn thing.” Robbie rolled his eyes nonchalantly and pointed to the smashed machine in the corner.

“Can you not build another?” Sportacus was trying to stay calm but it wasn’t working very well.

“I could but…”

“But?!”

“But I need some certain parts. From the junkyard.” Robbie explained.

“There is a junkyard in Lazytown?” Sportacus scratched his head.

“Not exactly…”

—

“We have to travel where?!”

“To a horrible town called Activeville. It’s a few miles from here.” Robbie’s voice was filled with annoyance, mainly because his plan was such a failure.

“Activeville? You travel to get parts?” Sportacus eyed the other, suspicious of the fact he actually moved around anywhere, besides Lazytown.

“Well I didn’t have to until you came.” Robbie muttered.

“Me? What did I do?”

“Wha-Well. Y-You made this town unlazy-again! I had to use up all my supplies!” Robbie complained. Sportacus paused for a moment.

“You didn’t have to Robbie. We could’ve been friends-we still can be friends.”

“I-I don’t need friends!” Robbie persisted, pulling his knees to his chest.

“Everyone needs friends!” Sportacus said, looking hopeful to the villain. But got silence as an answer.

“Well.” Robbie finally said, starting to stand up. “We got to go get those parts if you want your (awful) body back.”

“Ah! Robbie, you need energy.” Sportacus reminded him.

“I don’t want sportscandy!” The inventor whined, dropping his shoulders.

“You have to. Or we can’t get back into our own bodies.” Sportacus walked over to Robbie and pushed a button on the vest that made an apple fly out of his backpack. Robbie yelped and ducked away from the flying fruit. The elf caught it and offered the sportscandy to the body thief; who took it reluctantly.

“How do I, eat it?” Disgust filled his voice. Sportacus cocked his head curiously.

“You bite it.” He explained, furrowing his eyebrows. Robbie silently understood as he took a bit off the top, including the stem.

“Tastes terrible.” The villain noted, chewing as if it were poison.

“You aren’t supposed to eat the stem.” Sportacus giggled, amused by the incorrect apple eating.

“I’m not?” Robbie played around with the stem in his mouth for a minute, before spitting it on the ground. “I knew that.” He stated, taking a bite from the correct side. Sportacus rolled his eyes, but his lips were curled into a smile.

—

After a painstaking 20 minutes of eating the apple, the pair finally made their way out of the musky lair. Robbie went out first, and again was in shock of the ease he had with lifting the hatch. Sportacus followed out into the bright setting sunlight, covering his eyes.

“Now lets avoid those pesky children.” Robbie said and got a disapproving look from the sports elf. He much did not like the term 'pesky’ to describe the kids. But, as Robbie normally did, he ignored the look and started towards the billboard door. Sportacus was close behind.

“How will we get around them?” Sportacus questioned. He didn’t usually want to avoid the kids of Lazytown, but he really didn’t think it was a good idea to confront them in their current state.

“Can’t you just get your spacethingy to come to us?!” Robbie asked, looking to the other.

“Well, I usually could but I think that responsibility is yours now.” The elf placed two hands on his hips, and raised an eyebrow.

“What? Me?”

“It’s voice activated. Just call for the airship.” Robbie crinkled his nose, not really wanting to play the role of Sportacus anymore. (Especially if it didn’t lead to the elf flipping his way outta town!!) But the villain complied.

“Airship!” He called weakly into the now darkened sky. It took a moment but the ship made it’s way above Robbie’s home.

“Now call for the ladder.” Sportacus reminded, nudging Robbie lightly.

“Right. Ladder!” The ladder proceeded down, smacking Robbie on the top of his head.

“Even in my body you manage to be clumsy?” Sportacus asked, giving a look of innocence, but really he was teasing.

“Oh shut up!” Robbie growled, rubbing his head. This made the hero smirk before starting to climb. He was a little concerned about if he’d make it, due to the weakness of the current body he possessed. But Robbie had done it plenty of times so he was sure he could too! Sportacus was halfway up the ladder before realizing Robbie was still on the ground.

“Um, Robbie? Are you coming?”

“C-Can’t you just bring the blimp closer to the ground and just pick me up?”

“I can’t risk crashing! Here.” Sportacus climbed down and offered a hand to Robbie.

“What?” The inventor looked to the hand with confusion.

“You can hold my hand. I’ll make sure you don’t fall.” Even being in another body, Robbie saw the blue sparkle in the elf’s eyes. The one he always saw whenever he was helping the villain. The one that always flustered Robbie.

“Fine.” He took the offered hand, not being to argue against those eyes, and they both made it to the top, only stopping twice for when Robbie would look down and squeeze Sportacus’ hand tightly.

“Welcome back Sportaflop.” The automatic voice greeted as they climbed aboard, and Sportacus looked to Robbie in shock, who just shrugged cutesy.

—

When the pair arrived to Activeville, Sportacus instantly saw the giant junkyard on the outskirts of the town.

“Wow!” Sportacus exclaimed, his eyes wide with amazement. “Look at all this trash!!”

“Why do you think I always come here?” Robbie noted and began sifting through to find the correct pieces, and then some. Hey, if Sportakook gave him a free ride might as well take advantage of it.

“Wait are we allowed to take this stuff?” Sportacus questioned with wide eyes.

“I dunno.” Robbie admitted shrugging.“Never bothered to ask.” Sportacus let the items in his arms drop and clatter.

“We can’t steal!!” The sports elf protested, putting his hands over his mouth.

“It isn’t stealing if there isn’t a rule against it. I don’t see any 'keep out’ signs, do you?” Robbie didn’t look up, but continued his search.

“Okay…if you say so…” Sportacus stood around awkwardly, not wanting to take anything himself but also didn’t want to further irritate Robbie.

Robbie soon finished scavenging parts he needed, and wanted, and was surprised when he could carry all of them back himself. He muttered things like, stupid elf strength and, this is the only thing I’ll miss about his dumb body, until it was all loaded up. Back in the ship, Robbie sat down, awaiting for Sportacus to began flying back but then something began beeping, rattling the villain’s head.

“It’s 8:08pm!” Sportacus announced. “We should go to bed before anything else.”

“What? Is it, um, really that important to you?”

“Without sleep, your energy will be too low to get through the day!” Sportacus happily explained.

“But there is only one bed,” As Robbie said that Sportacus’ bed popped out, knocking him over the head. “DAMMIT!” He cursed, standing up infuriated.

“We’ll have to share!” The sports elf giddily suggested.

“First off, that bed is way too small for two, and second, I really don’t want to share a bed with you.”

“But Robbie,” Now the blue sparkle was dim in sadness. “You need to sleep!” It took a bit of arguing, but Robbie finally gave in to the pleading Sportacus. It was very strange both men trying to squeeze in.

“Scoot over!” Robbie growled, turning his back on Sportacus, who scoffed lightly.

“I can’t!”

“Fine whatever.” Robbie folded his arms across his chest and closed his eyes, staying quiet. He wasn’t sure if he’d have nightmares or if that would stay in his body. He secretly hoped he’d bare them rather than the elf.

Sportacus was lying faced towards Robbie’s back. He felt a longing for the other to turn to face him. Sportacus was a bit weirded out seeing himself as if in an out of body situation. (Which, he was) But the body language and facial expressions and eyes all were 100% Robbie. He found his eyes starting to forcefully close and didn’t fight it.

Sportacus was woken a few hours later by quiet sobs. His eyes fluttered open and he sat up, rubbing his eyes.

“Robbie?” He called softly. There was no response but the sobs. Sportacus soon realized that the sobs arose from nightmares of Robbie. The elf looked sadly down at the shaking body. Sure it was his but knowing the villain was inside made him see Robbie. His heart then broke at the thought of Robbie like this every night. Sportacus’ eyes stung with tears so he quickly wrapped his arms around the other man. The sobs died down, and soon they were both sleeping soundly, but tears still stained their cheeks.

—

The next morning Robbie woke feeling great. He then saw the arms around his waist and looked to Sportacus and turned bright red. He told himself over and over he didn’t have nightmares because he was in the flippity floppity man’s body. Definitely NOT because he was being embraced by him! Robbie hit Sportacus over the face with a pillow.

“C'mon. We don’t have all day.” The elf woke, shooting up in surprise. He huffed when realization swept over him that Robbie had only hit him with a pillow. He returned the favor and smacked Robbie over the head.

“Ow hey!” He protested. Sportacus giggled childishly and stood up out of bed.

“We should get some breakfast before we go back to Lazytown!”

“Oh god. Not more sportscandy…” Robbie muttered, standing sluggishly.

“Try a smoothie Robbie!! It is very good!” Sportacus ran over to the table and looked in shock as he saw that no sportscandy was there. “What happened to all my sportscandy?!”

“Oh yeah.” Robbie said, remembering that he’d thrown them all off the side of the ship. “I got rid of it.”

“What?! Robbie!” Sportacus folded his arms pouty.

“Don’t be mad. I did you a favor that stuff is garbage.” Robbie somewhat mocked the elf’s position. “You’re welcome.”

“Now we’ll have to restock.” Sportacus noted, sighing deeply.

“Wait what?” Robbie’s face instantly dropped. “No no. I can’t stand being in this body another second.”

“Well Robbie. My body needs the energy. And it’s only fair you help me restock because you are the one who emptied my supply.” Robbie threw his head back in frustration.

“Fine.” The inventor muttered, showing his annoyance through a loud sigh. Sportacus nodded quickly and darted to the pilot seat. Not without hurting his back however. The two flew around for a while, looking for trees with fruit on them. Robbie did spot a small cluster, and Sportacus decided it was good enough for a small restock. He landed the ship rather smoothly, but Robbie still managed to fall over. Sportacus chuckled before helping him up.

“Okay so how long will this take?” Robbie grumbled as they exited the airship.

“It should not take too long if we work together!” Sportacus explained his hands heroically placed on his hips.

“I have to help?” Robbie scoffed, his hands lazily drooping in front of him.

“Of course! I can’t get up in the trees with your body as easy. You’ll knock the sportscandy down and I will catch it!”

“Whoa whoa. I can’t climb a tree! I’m scared of heights!” Sportacus giggled at that.

“Don’t worry Robbie! I know you can do it!” He encouraged energetically. Seeing all the energy in his own body creeped Robbie out.

“What if I fall?”

“I’ll try my best to catch you!” Robbie seemed to accept this answer, because he proceed forward to the apple tree Sportacus was waiting under. “Okay! Go on up!” Robbie nervously gripped the rough tree branches with each hand, and swung the rest of his body up. He would never stop being shocked at the ease he had hoisting himself up. From the first branch, he looked down and let out a small yelp as he grabbed the tree tightly.

“I CAN’T DO THIS!” Robbie cried, squeezing his eyes shut.

“Yes you can! Just don’t look down!” Sportacus continued to encourage. Robbie peeked an eye open, staring straight ahead at an apple. He began inch worming over to it, very slowly though. When his hand could finally reach it, instead of picking it Robbie just swatted it off the branch.

“There I did it!” His words spewed quickly, jumping down.

“Robbie, we need a little bit more than just one apple.” Sportacus told him, exhaling air out of his nose.

“More?!” Robbie looked up at the tree covered in apples and let out a whimper.

This process repeated until the basket Sportacus had found was full.

—

Sportacus hopped into the driver’s seat and sped off towards their hometown. Upon arrival, Robbie just dropped all the parts out of the ship and into the general area of his hatch. Sportacus watched nervously, worried it would hit something. But to Sportacus’ relief, it didn’t. They climbed down and hoisted all the parts into the bunker, and followed down.

“Now! Time for Sportaswitch 3,001!” Robbie exclaimed as he began his work on the machine. Sportacus stood around, occasionally handing a tool or part to the inventor but mostly just rocking on his feet.

—

It took nearly an hour but Robbie managed to make the exact same machine.

“Whoa that looks identical! Good work Robbie!” Sportacus cheered. Robbie puffed out his chest prideful.

“Thank you.”

“Okay. Let’s switch back! I’m ready!” Sportacus much missed flipping around and being active. Robbie nodded and flipped a switch that made the machine sputter to life, smoke filling air.

“I meant for it to do that.” Robbie announced, fanning smoke out of his face before zapping himself and the elf. Nothing happened. Sportacus had closed his eyes, but now peaked one open.

“It didn’t work!” He cried, looking with frantic eyes.

“It didn’t work at first last time either. Give it a few hours and we’ll switch back….hopefully.” Robbie shrugged and went to sit on his chair. Sportacus however, panicked.

“What if it doesn’t work!?”

“Calm down you spastic elf.” Sportacus froze, not thinking Robbie knew about that! Maybe he didn’t…maybe it was just a nickname…but Robbie probably as the ears!! Sportacus felt even more panicked. Robbie noticed and sighed. “What now?”

“N-Nothing!”

“For god’s sake-is it because I called you an elf? I’m sorry. I didn’t know you were that sensitive.” Sportacus was shocked at how calm Robbie was.

“Y-You know…?”

“I suspected it, but then I found the ears.” Robbie removed the hat to reveal the pointed ears. Sportacus flushed a bright red, and looked around for other people’s wondering eyes, seeming to forget they were in a secret lair. “Don’t freak out okay? I’ll keep it to myself.” Sportacus cocked his head, wondering why Robbie wouldn’t threaten to use this information against the hero. Why he wasn’t teasing or poking fun.

“Y-You will? Why?” It was Robbie’s turn to flush red. He didn’t respond but only looked away from the gaze of the elf.

“Can’t we just sit quietly until we switch back, then go our separate ways?”

“Okay.” Sportacus complied easily, sitting cross legged on the floor next to the fuzzy chair. Robbie sat in a pouting position, refusing eye contact. But he felt Sportacus’ burning blue eyes on him, demanding it. He had to look. Their eyes met, and Sportacus smiled as he stood up and put his face close by Robbie’s, who was becoming extremely flustered now. He squeezed his eyes shut and then felt a pair of warm lips on his own. It should’ve been weird. He should have pushed away in disgust. He had a gnawing thought in the back of his mind that he was basically kissing himself. Right?! But he thought of how much more it was Sportacus than him. The body was nothing more than a vessel that contained a soul. A interchangeable soul that no matter which body it was in, you could see. Robbie opened his eyes and found himself staring at the elves face. He was standing-not sitting! Robbie looked at his hands and body to confirm it-he was back in his body. They met eyes, the same relieved look washing over their faces.

“Haha! I’m me again!” Sportacus sprung up and flipped over Robbie, who ducked in fear of being kicked. He looked to the villain with a bright smile printed on his face. A smile Robbie couldn’t help but smile back at. Sportacus bounced over and pecked Robbie affectionately on the cheek.

“You s-should probably go by the kids…t-their probably wondering where you disappeared too…” Robbie mumbled, his face burning red.

“You’re right! They probably miss us!”

“U-Us?” Before anymore protesting could be said, Sportacus gripped Robbie’s hand dragged him to the surface. When the kids saw Sportacus, they rushed over to hug him.

“We were worried!!” Stephanie cried, looking up at the smiling hero. She then moved her eyes to Robbie, who wasn’t really paying attention to anything except if anyone noticed that his hand was interlocked with Sportacus’. “Robbie!!” She cheered happily and squeezed him tightly. He stiffened in confusion of the hug. He was shocked she even noticed. He figured that they’d be happier without him. But here she was, hugging him genuinely with happiness. All the kids did, happy to have their hero and villain back. But than again, Robbie wasn’t much of villain, was he? Kind of a big softie.

“Don’t ever leave again!” Ziggy said, and all the kids agreed. Stephanie was the only one to notice the hand holding, and she so called it!!

>END

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