#sportarobbie sorta

[a-slightly-above-average-hero]

Have another fanfic.  This one’s been written for a while.  I like to think that ‘First Day of Summer’ is the last episode chronologically, because the character development in that episode kinda just got dumped after that :/ I wanted nice Robbie to stick around.  So here’s my take on what happened afterwards!  Sport’s been slightly oblivious, Robbie even more so.

Title: Second Day of Summer

Rating: G

“Come on, guys, race you to the lake!” Stephanie hollered, tossing a pink-toned beach ball in the air.  The other children all cheered in response and followed their friend down the path to the lakefront.  Sportacus, who’d been doing push-ups on a wall, jumped down and ran after the children.  The blue-clad hero skidded to a stop in front of the eager kids.  “Hi, Sportacus!”

“Hello, Stephanie, kids,” Sportacus greeted brightly.  “Were you going to the lake?”

“Yes, we were going to my lake,” Stingy interjected in his usual fashion.  Sportacus hid a chuckle at the boy’s quirk.  The hero crouched down to eye level with the children.

“Well, kids, what did we say yesterday?” he asked softly, putting one hand on Ziggy’s shoulder and the other on Stingy’s.  Sportacus sighed when he saw the blank stares on their faces.  “We promised Robbie that we wouldn’t all leave town again.  At least not without telling him.”

“Aw, why should we tell that no-good Robbie Rotten anything?” Trixie said with a sneer.  The other kids all chattered in agreement, and Sportacus shook his head.

“Robbie was really upset yesterday.  And if you want him to be nice to you, you should be nice to him.”  The kids slowly nodded, reluctantly agreeing.  Sportacus stood to his full height and smiled warmly at the children.  “Mayor Meanswell should be here in a moment, let him walk you to the lake.  I’ll be right back.  Bye-bye.”

“Bye, Sportacus.”  The hero could hear the children grumbling as he ran off, but he wasn’t going to break a promise.

Robbie had just settled in for a mid-morning nap when he heard a pounding on the outside hatch.  Bleary-eyed, he shouted, “I don’t want any!  No one’s home!”  He mentally hit himself for the second statement, but he couldn’t take it back.  He just wanted to sleep.  The pounding came again.  “Go away!”

“Robbie?”  Robbie put his head in his hands.  It was that stupid flippy elf.  What did he want at this time of the morning?  “Robbie, it’s me, Sportacus!  Can I come in?”  Robbie groaned and hoped that Sportacus would just give up and go away.  After a moment of silence, Sportacus called, “I’m coming in.”

“Don’t!” Robbie shouted, but it was too late.  Sportacus came sliding down the pipe, but just a little too fast.  Robbie had engineered it for himself, after all, and he was an awful lot heavier than the bouncing kangaroo.  The hero shot out of the pipe with a cry and skidded across the floor before landing in front of Robbie’s chair in a blue heap.  Robbie stood on his chair and looked down at Sportacus.  “I told you so.”

Sportacus groaned and sat up.  “That you did, Robbie.”  His cap was askew, letting a few locks of caramel hair and an ear tip peek out.  Robbie pretended not to notice.  “I’m awfully sorry to barge in like this, but I didn’t want a repeat of yesterday.  We’re all going to the lake again, and I was wondering if you’d like to join us?”

Robbie put one hand to his chest and gaped at the hero.  “You want me to go to the lake with you?” he asked incredulously.  It was admittedly an enticing offer.  The villain didn’t fancy being left alone in town again.  Sportacus adjusted his cap and folded his hands in his lap.  Robbie felt a little bad; the elf looked like a kicked puppy.  Had he taken Robbie’s overdramatic response as a no?  “Hey, Sportafl-- Sportacus, I-- I never said no.”  Sportacus brightened.  “I’ll go.  If you promise to keep those,” he gagged on his words, “little brats in check.”

Sportacus leapt to his feet.  “Really?  That’s fantastic!”  He offered a hand to Robbie, and Robbie reluctantly took it.  The elf helped him down from his perch, but he continued to hold his hand after the fact.  “Let’s go!”

Robbie blinked at the bright sun as he and Sportacus clambered out of the villain’s lair.  Once again, Sportacus helped him step down from his perch on the ladder, and the hero started skipping down the path to the lake.  Robbie was slightly amazed that Sportacus wasn’t backflipping the entire way.  But then the showoff started skipping backwards.  Robbie managed to keep up with Sportacus’s pace by merit of his long legs alone.  “That’s a good way to fall, Sportaklutz,” Robbie remarked.

Sportacus shrugged.  “If I fall, maybe you can catch me,” he said cheerfully.  Robbie stifled a groan.

“Walk like a normal person, or I might just turn around and go home,” Robbie threatened.  Sportacus pouted for a moment before obliging him.  He still kept a slight hop in his step.  Maybe that was just how he walked.  “Sportakook--- Sportacus, enlighten me on something.”

“Yes, Robbie?”  The elf perked up at the idea that Robbie wanted to talk to him.

“What’s under your hat?”  Sportacus frowned.

“You know exactly what’s under my hat.  You’ve seen me without my hat plenty of times.  Or is your memory that bad?” Sportacus asked.  If Robbie didn’t know better, he would have thought he sounded... bitter.

“I’m assuming you have hair,” Robbie said with a snicker.  Sportacus glared at him.  For once, he seemed genuinely unamused.  The hero stopped in his tracks and ripped the cap from his head.  A mop of brown-blond curls tumbled loose, and his pointy ears twitched.

“Do you remember now?” Sportacus yelled, his face contorted with anger.  Robbie stared blankly for a moment trying to understand why the elf was so upset.  Then some sort of mental switch flipped.  The villain squinted at him.

“Alex?”  Sportacus threw his hands up.  “Alexander Alltbjart?”

“Yes!  How have you not realized that?  I’ve been here for ten months!” Sportacus cried in exasperation.  Robbie searched for the best way to answer.  How hadn’t he realized that the insufferable hero was his old schoolmate?  His old friend...

“Y-you disappeared ten years ago, Alex!  You were just gone.  I thought... Everyone thought you were dead!”  There was a moment of silence as the two men stared at each other in disbelief.  The anger on the elf’s face disappeared, being replaced by sorrow.  Robbie ran a hand through his hair, the silence stifling.

Sportacus broke the silence with a whispered, “But how didn’t you recognize me?  I know it’s been ten years, but...”

Robbie swallowed hard.  “Y-you were a lot shorter the last time I saw you.  Y-your voice changed.”  He stifled a laugh.  “You didn’t have that stupid pointy mustache.”  Sportacus self-consciously felt at the hair on his upper lip.  The villain’s face fell as he looked at the elf, find it hard to look past the uniform to see his old friend.  “Why did you leave, Alex?”

Sportacus sniffed, his eyes growing watery.  “I didn’t want to, Robbie,” he croaked, fiddling with his cap.  “I never wanted to leave LazyTown, it was... it is my home.  But I, I had to go.  It was my job.”

Robbie grabbed the elf by the shoulders and shook him gently.  “You didn’t have to go, Alexander!  Why didn’t you just leave it to Number 9?  Why didn’t you leave it to him?”

“Number 9 was dead!” Sportacus sobbed, tears freely falling.  Robbie stopped shaking him but didn’t let him go.  The elf shook with his sobs, clutching his cap close to him.  “Number 9 was dead before I left.  I was his successor, Robbie.  I was the only one who could carry on for him.”  Robbie’s grip loosened, and Sportacus fell into Robbie’s arms, crying into his chest.  “I didn’t want to go...”

Robbie wrapped one arm around Sportacus and put his other hand on the elf’s head, wrapping his fingers in his caramel-colored curls.  He was amazed at how quickly his own attitude toward the hero had changed given this new information.  He’d been absolutely horrid to him for the past ten months.  He’d tried to run him out of town dozens of times.  He’d given him sugar on multiple occasions.  He hadn’t felt so terrible about it before, but now he felt like a monster.

“Alex...” Robbie mumbled over and over, the name feeling foreign and familiar at the same time.  Sportacus’s tears eventually ran out, and the two men separated.  They smiled at each other and laughed nervously.  It was like enormous weights had been lifted from both of their shoulders.

“Everyone will be wondering where we are,” Sportacus said, moving to put his cap back on.  Robbie caught his hand, and the elf looked up at him in bewilderment.

“Keep it off, Alex.  I... I like you better without.”  Sportacus looked back down at the ground, covering his ears with his hands.  Robbie gently placed his hands on the elf’s arms, studying his face.  “Alexander?” he said softly.

“The kids...”  Robbie nodded; he understood.  He moved so he and Sportacus were side-by-side, and he snaked one arm around the elf, holding him close.  With a sniff, Sportacus jammed his cap back on his head and said, “Let’s go.”

Seeing Robbie walk alongside Sportacus shocked not just the kids, but Mayor Meanswell and Miss Busybody as well.  The villain wasn’t poking jabs at the hero, and he wasn’t glaring at him either.  In fact, Robbie still had his arm around Sportacus, and Sportacus was laughing quietly at something Robbie had said, brushing aside a curl that had escaped his cap.  Curiosity piqued, the children abandoned the sandcastle they’d been buidling and ran across the sand to meet them.

“Yo, yo, what’s goin’ on?” Jives asked, folding his arms across his chest.

“Yeah, Sportacus, what’s going on?” Stephanie said, miming her friend.  Biting his bottom lip, Sportacus broke away from Robbie’s grasp and knelt down in front of the children.

“Uh, kids, I... I have something to tell you.”  The kids stared at him with concern.  Sportacus took a deep breath before saying, “I haven’t been entirely truthful with you.  Sportacus... isn’t my name.  It’s just a title.  My name is... Alexander.  Alexander Alltbjart.”  The children were quizzical now, but they let him continue.  “A-and, I’m not... human.”  Sportacus tugged his cap from his head and brushed his hair out of the way of his pointed ears.  “I’m... I’m an elf.”  Sportacus fiddled with his cap as he waited for a reaction.

No reaction came, so Sportacus took a shuddering breath and stammered, “I-I was born in Iceland, b-but my mother raised me here, in LazyTown.  R-Robbie and I were f-friends, g-good friends, b-but I left, because N-number 9 gave me the title.”  His breaths were coming quick and short now, and he was visibly distressed.  Robbie put a hand on Sportacus’s shoulder.  “I-I-I’m so sorry, kids.”  Sportacus put his head in his hands, not even waiting for the kids to react this time.

Stephanie stepped forwards and wrapped her arms around the elf’s neck.  He tensed, but he settled into the embrace and hugged her back.  The other children followed her example and came up to hug their hero however they could.  “Why are you sorry, Sportacus?” Stephanie asked, pulling away slightly.

“I kept the truth from you,” Sportacus answered, his brows upturned and his eyes wide.  “Doesn’t that upset you?”  Stephanie bit the inside of her cheek.

“Well, I’m a little upset that you didn’t tell us, but I understand if you were scared.”  The girl smiled at her older friend.  “I like your ears.”  Sportacus forced a chuckle and put his fingers lightly on the tips.

Ziggy broke the silence that followed by saying, “Can I still call you Sportacus?”  Sportacus laughed, genuinely this time, and gently pulled the youngest boy off of his back to hug him.

“Of course you can, Ziggy,” the hero replied.  “All of you can call me whatever you want.  Sportacus, Alexander, Alex...”  He made a sour face.  “Just please don’t call me Mister Alltbjart.  For the love of all that is good, do not.”  The children all giggled, still hanging on their hero.  “I need to get up, kids.”  The kids refused to move, so Sportacus braced himself and stood, lifting the kids up with him.  The children squealed with delight as they let him go one by one and dropped to the sand.

“Yo, yo, Sportacus, does this mean that you and Robbie are friends now?” Jives asked, bouncing up and down.  The two men looked at each other and grinned nervously.

“W-what do you say, Robbie?  Are we friends again?”

Robbie pretended to think it over before smiling widely.  “Yes, I think we’re friends.”  The elf’s face lit up instantly, and Robbie grabbed him into a bear hug, lifting him off the ground and spinning him around.  The children cheered in delight and ran back to finish their sandcastle.

Robbie finished spinning the elf and set him back on his feet.  Sportacus smiled widely up at Robbie, his face flushed.  Robbie knew that he had the same goofy look on his own face.  “You really missed me, didn’t you” Sportacus whispered, his lips still quirked up in a lopsided grin as he spoke.

The villain wrapped his arm around Sportacus and lightly squeezed.  “Yeah, I really missed you, Alex.”  Being able to say his name again without it bringing tears to his eyes was a wonderful feeling.  “So... what do we do now?”  Sportacus rolled his eyes at his friend.

“Volleyball is always an option.”  Robbie stuck out his tongue and pretended to gag.

“Nuh-uh.  We may be friends again, but that doesn’t mean I’m ready to start playing sports with you again.  You were a menace when we were kids.  You’re even worse now.”  Sportacus giggled, brushing aside a stray curl.  “Can I get you to sit for a little while?”

“You can try.  Why?”

“We have a lot of catching up to do.”

That’s the end, folks! :D I wanted Sporto and Robbo to have a reconciliation of sorts before they hooked up.  And there you have it!  I might continue this later with reactions from other characters... later...  Feedback is appreciated :)

[the-robbiest-rotten]

If you've never seen Lazytown, what do you think is happening in this image?

[go-away-kid]

Imagine Robbie and Sportacus going birdwatching and Robbie thinks Sport will be awful at it because of his inability to be quiet and sit still...except all the birds and other animals flock to him like a goddamned disney princess lmfao

[rottenbutstilllazy]

random lazytown doodles from the past week, with varying degrees of seriousness :>

[sportacusfinch]

i made a bowl in my 3D design class that's low key sportarobbie inspired, i'm super happy with how it came out!! 🤸🏻‍♂️🍰💜💙💜🍫🤸🏻‍♂️

[viktuuri-is-victorious]

Basically they used to be friends as kids, but Sportacus turned into a cocky jerk and upset Robbie.. Idk how many of my followers will even read this trash but 😂😂

[darkwing-katy]

That awkward moment when your average chapter length is about 3500 words but this latest chapter is at almost 7000 and still going...which means it probably needs to be broken up...uhhgh.

[agentquinn]

Fic: Get What You Deserve

Fandom: LazyTown

Pairing: Glanni/ Íþróttaálfurinn

Summary: 

“Apologize,” Íþróttaálfurinn repeated through his teeth.

Glæpur leaned forward, his mouth curling unpleasantly.

“Dance,” he said.

- Nothing is ever as simple as just locking up the bad guy. Íþróttaálfurinn is learning that the hard way.

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[ithroacus]

Would you ever consider making a lazytown or undertale comic?

i have in the past but idk if id have the motivation to finish anything full and long enough to be considered a full comic!! the first thing that comes to mind is a full sportarobbie comic or something but i have no clue to what it would be about or the plot n shit like that 

undertale, however, is something i sorta kinda want to avoid making full comics for because Yikes……. i love undertale but fuck dude i dont wanna subject myself to that

[kitschdemotic]

Practical Magic Sportarobbie AU

(this is based on the 1998 movie Practical Magic)

Spoilers for the movie, although certain things are adjusted to fit

It’s a bit long so it’s under the cut

Robbie Rotten comes from a magical family, fae blood, witchcraft, that sorta stuff. One of his ancestors was left heartbroken by her love who abandoned them and cast a spell on themselves to never again fall in love. The spell accidentally curses their family line though and now any man that falls for a member of the Rotten family ends up dying. That’s how Robbie and Glanni’s father died, which lead their mom to die of a broken heart.

The boys live with their two aunts (uncles? Dealers choice) who teach them how to harness their magical talent and how to live with the mistreatment that gets thrown at them by the townsfolk who don’t trust their magical abilities. As kids they see their Aunts perform a love spell for a desperate neighbor. Glanni finds it all very romantic and says he can’t wait to fall in love. It makes Robbie determined he will never fall in love so he dreams up a perfect dream man that could never exist and casts a true love spell of his own called Amas Veritas. Because if his dream guy doesn’t exist, then Robbie will never die of a broken heart.

But then when he’s older he goes into town with his aunts he meets a woman who he falls in love with at first sight (and thinks its safe to love her because the curse is only on men, right?) They marry and have two daughters of his own (Rottenella and Stephanie Anyone?) while Glanni had run away to live a life of partying but they keep in contact through letters.

Then the “death watch beetle” sounds and Robbie realizes he’s going to loose his wife very soon to the curse. He tries to find the beetle and kill it in an attempt to save his wife but she still dies by a freak accident and Robbie knows when it happens right away. He blames himself for the death, that the curse killed her because he loved her so much, not realizes that his Aunt had cast a love spell on him to try and make him happy because they didn’t expect him to really fall in love with her. 

Robbie bans his daughters from learning magic but agrees to move back in with his aunts as long as they don’t try to teach them anything and the girls eat more than the junkfood he and Glanni were raised on. Glanni visits home to show support to Robbie and encourage himself to stop beating himself up over her death and move on.  Robbie starts to feel better and works at the family shop selling little inventions and magic infused  all natural oils and pendents and soaps and such but refuses to use magic himself. His kids start to get a bit upset by it and Ella lashes out while Stephanie tries to sympathize. The girls are really curious about their heritage and Robbie feels a bit guilty. 

Robbie gets a call from Glanni that has him rushing to help him, apparently he’s in trouble. When he gets there he discovers Glanni has gotten in over his head with an abusive boyfriend and drugs and when Robbie gets there they go to leave but Glanni forgot his magic pendent in the guys car so he goes to get it and they’re discovered by the guy and held at gunpoint to get in the car and drive. With their lives are on the line Robbie takes belladonna out of Glanni’s bag to poison the guys alcohol with and ends up giving him a lethal amount and he dies before he manages to kill Glanni. They go back to their family home where the aunts have taken the kids on a trip and try to bring the guy back alive with necromancy so they don’t get charged with murder but it doesn’t quite work and he comes back murderous and they have to kill him again and just bury the body in the yard.

Things start going back to normal and happy when the aunts gets back but the boyfriend’s spirit starts haunting them. The Aunts leave again to force them to fix their own mess. Then an officer/investigator who goes by Sportacus and has been chasing down the dead guy for previous murders shows up having tracked the car and has personal letters Robbie has written to Glanni. But Sportacus isn’t just any guy, it’s Mr. McDreamy Robbie dreamed up to never exist an it doesn’t take long for Robbie and Glanni to realize this.  Sportacus has ulterior motives that’s not just the case, he wants to get to know Robbie, having fell in love with him from reading the letters. He has to struggle with solving the case, which he expects the bad guys been murdered and Robbie and Glanni are suspects number one, and also how he wants to keep Robbie safe and happy (because he’s always wished for someone like Robbie to exist, Robbie is his perfect guy. 

Robbie has trouble trying not to fall for him, especially when he suspects he really is a magical being as well. Sportacus doesn’t know for certain, but he has thought he’s witnessed Robbie doing tiny bits of magic here and there and he’s heard the rumors among town about the family. The girls love Sportacus and when they figure out that he’s their dads perfect dream guy they want them to get together and foil Glanni’s plan to use magic in his food to get him to leave. Sportacus notices more evidence that paints Robbie and Glanni guilty and tell him to a lawyer, emotionally upset that it looks like they really did murder someone and he’ll have to do his job and turn them in.

Robbie and Glanni fight and Robbie decides he has to go tell Sportacus the truth, like he’s been compelled to do since he showed up. He goes to where Sportacus is staying and starts to tell the truth and finds out about Sportacus having his personal letters to Glanni and during giving his statement Sportacus stops them and really doesn’t want Robbie to incriminate himself further and says he wants to help keep Robbie safe and they make out before Robbie forces himself to stop and rushes back home to find his girls freaking out.

Their attempt at getting rid of Jimmy's ghost didn't work and he's possessed Glanni. Sportacus had followed Robbie and shows up minutes behind him, and rushes in behind Robbie to where Glanni is. He witnesses the spirit show itself and taunt him and they manage to push the spirit away to give them time to properly create a plan to get rid of it. 

To save Glanni, Sportacus offers his own magical strengths and knowledge from his elf lineage to help Robbie but they still need more energy and force behind the spell to make it work and they have to use the help of all the townspeople who have hated/feared them for years (Which in the end helps make Robbie on better terms with the town.) 

In the end the guys death is declared accidental and Sportacus comes back to town after Robbie for a chance at an ever after and Robbie lets the girls learn about their heritage and to learn magic and Glanni meets Ithro who is the dom his little glittery hearts always been looking for but without being a literal abusive asshole and they live happily ever after and the family curse is broken somehow or something idk. 

the end. that’s my self indulgent au or one of my favorite movies. It’s worth a watch for anyone who hasn’t seen it.

[a-slightly-above-average-hero]

The Monster of LazyTown Lake - Part 4

Okay, last part for tonight!  This should put us at just about the halfway point, but the next few parts might be shorter because of story flow.

Warnings: slight thematic elements (suspense)

Robbie wouldn't have admitted it, but he'd been smiling as Sportacus patiently taught the spoiled boy to swim.  The elf's patience was near infinite, and he always had a few soothing words to say, no matter the situation.  How he managed to put up with some people was amazing…  Robbie himself included.

Robbie pulled himself from his self-loathing rather quickly when he saw Sportacus walk past him, volleyball in hand.  The former villain quirked a brow at this.  All of the kids were otherwise occupied, either swimming or, in the case of Ziggy and Penny, building a sandcastle, and the elf hadn't asked him… Ah.  Robbie's expression fell to one of slight frustration.  Sportacus began playing one-man volleyball, flipping over and sliding under the net to meet his own strikes.

Shaking his head, Robbie reclined in his beach chair and flipped his sunglasses down. Although he tried to focus on the radar probe he'd put into the lake earlier, Sportacus was… awfully distracting. Robbie tried hard not to grin. The elf had gone from a short, skinny, clumsy bundle of boundless energy and optimism to a fairly good-looking and well-built man… who was still a clumsy bundle of boundless energy and optimism.

The sun was high in the sky when Robbie was torn from his readings by a tapping on his foot. Robbie tilted his sunglasses down to lock eyes with Sportacus, who was flushed and sweaty from his one-man volleyball tournament.  "Who won?" Robbie asked teasingly, his eyes returning to his computer readout.

"The net. My foot got caught on it." Robbie chuckled heartily. "Are you going to sit here all day?"

"I am not taking my shirt off in front of those brats, Sports," Robbie said, keeping his eyes on the radar.  Sportacus frowned.

"They're not brats."

"No, but you knew who I was talking about."  Robbie glanced up and laughed again.  "Look, Alex, I'm doing a topographical survey for the mayor, and I happen to be piloting the ROV.  I'll be done in a few hours, maybe one if I'm lucky."  Sportacus stepped around to look at the screen, and he grinned lopsidedly as he watched Robbie pilot the little craft.

"This sort of thing never ceases to amaze me, Robbie," the elf praised, clapping Robbie on the shoulder.  "But why are you doing this?  You hate it when Milford asks you to do this sort of busy work."

"I love busy work, busy work is easy.  And I'm doing this in particular because it hasn't been done in twenty years."  Fiddling with the controls, Robbie added, "Technology has changed a lot in two decades.  We can get a much better mapping now."  Sportacus hummed, sitting on the sand next to Robbie's chair and watching him.  "Where's your crystal at, wonderboy?"

Sportacus unzipped a small pocket in his swimming pants, where a normal pocket would be, and he pulled out his crystal, holding it up to catch the sun.  "I was going to use the lanyard you gave me, but it wouldn't be a good idea if I was swimming.  It could come off too easily."

"I understand. I know that thing means a lot to you."  They sat in silence for a moment.  "Do you really not believe in lake monsters, Alex?"

Sportacus huffed, tucking his crystal back in his pocket and folding his arms.  "No, I don't."

"You're an elf, for heaven's sake!  I'm part fae! You've seen all kinds of creatures!  Why don't you believe in lake monsters?"

"Because 'lake monster' is an abstract concept.  I do not believe that every creature that lives in a lake is a monster simply because it lives in a lake.  And Nessie is a very sweet thing, she actually likes atten-- what?" Robbie was smirking quite broadly.

"You've seen the Loch Ness Monster?" he squeaked, trying not to laugh.

Sportacus knit his brows, less than amused.  "Yes, I have.  Her name is Nessie and she's like a massive aquatic puppy.  Or a cat.  Puppy-cat?"  The elf quirked his head, contemplating his answer.  Robbie laughed.

"Only you, Alexander Alltbjart, would compare a legendary cryptid to a couple of house pets."  All at once, Sportacus's crystal and the sonar on Robbie's ROV started beeping like crazy.

"Someone's in trouble!"  Without hesitation, Sportacus leapt to his feet and tore down the beach into the water. “Get out!” he screamed, his voice jumping nearly an octave.  “Get out of the water!”  The children further out in the lake started swimming to shore, but Sportacus swam out himself to hurry them back.  “Get out!”

Robbie jolted out of his chair after Sportacus, pulling Ziggy and Penny away from the shoreline.  “Alexander! Alexander, get back here!” he shrieked, holding the now screaming children back.

Now deep in the lake, Sportacus ignored the screams from the shore, trying his best to speed the other children out.  “Go, Stephanie!  Jives!  All of you!”  Treading water, Sportacus watched the kids swim back, and he couldn’t hear the crystal beeping in his pocket under the water.  “Keep going!”  Something wrapped itself around the elf’s ankle, and, with a shout, he was yanked underneath the surface.

“ALEX!”

“SPORTACUS!”

DUN DUN DUN.

Yes, I am leaving you there >:3 and I firmly believe that Sportacus is the kind of man who would play volleyball by himself.  Just because he can.  Come back in the morning for Part 5, folks!

[bookerdefay]

sportarobbie headcanon: 

robbie had never actually owned/slept in a bed before he and sport started sharing one, he just sorta slept wherever, like a cat. robbie is a cat.

(based on s01e05)

[a-slightly-above-average-hero]

Hey, y'all, I'm currently finishing up a fanfic right now where I give my canon for how Robbie and Sport get together, and I might start posting this afternoon! It's pretty long, about 8k words right now (unfinished), so I will be posting it in multiple parts for readability.

It will likely be rated T, but mostly for thematic elements.  Because as a writer I am obligated to hurt someone at some point.  I’ll post relevant warnings with each part.

Idk, guys, I’m not used to doing this sort of thing.  Ummm.... be on the lookout??  Hopefully my midterm doesn’t fry my brain and I forget to work on it.