#Sick! Robbie mini fic

[wicked-jade]

For the ask game!

10. What fic made you feel the happiest to work on?

19. Share your favorite opening line

22. Share an excerpt from your favorite scene

10. What fic made you feel the happiest to work on?

I would say either "Know Mercy" or "Mojo Dojo Casa House."

I always have a ton of fun writing Johnny and Lyle, so that fic was honestly a joy to work on. And "Mojo Dojo" was a lot of fun, as well. It's way less angsty than most of my recent output, which was a nice change of pace. Plus, it gave me the chance to write lots of fun LawRusso banter, which is always one of my favorite things to write.

19. Share your favorite opening line

Probably the opening line of "Delinquent Valley High":

"Like most things in Robby’s life, this was all his dad’s fault."

22. Share an excerpt from your favorite scene

This bit from the beginning of "Know Mercy" still makes me laugh:

God, what he wouldn’t give for a smoke right now. He quit shortly after his eldest was born. Most days he didn’t miss it, but something about dealing with Blondie made his fingers itch for a cigarette like nothing else. Resisting the urge to run down to the mini mart and buy a pack, Lyle instead forced himself to gather up his things and climb out of the car. The guy who was supposed to open the Reseda shop today had called out sick at the last minute, so Lyle had to rush over from the Winnetka location to do it himself. It was already almost thirty minutes past opening, and time was money. Money that Lyle was hopefully gonna use to take a vacation far, far away from the Karate Capital of California. With his coffee in one hand and his keys in the other, Lyle locked his car and made a beeline for his shop. But no matter how hard he tried to ignore it, he couldn’t help overhearing the argument taking place a few doors down. “No, absolutely not! This place?! There’s no way, Johnny! No fucking way!” The little guy yapped, practically shivering in indignation. “What? Why not this place?” Johnny protested, waving his bottle at the empty storefront. “What’s wrong with it?” “I dunno, maybe because the last time I was here, I got tossed through that window!” the other guy snapped, almost hysterical as he pointed at one of the large, plate glass windows that lined the storefront. “Not that specific window. That one shattered into a million pieces. This one’s brand new,” God’s Favorite Airhead calmly replied.

[asgardian-light]

Random HC #165 (Continuation of#4 - #164)

Home!

Robbie yawns and stretches. Then he turns onto his side and wraps his arm around the body next to him. With still closed eyes he murmurs "Is my laziness infecting you, Sport? That's the third morning in a row you sleep as long as me... Usually you make breakfast first and then return to bed, but I don't smell anything... You're not sick, are you, Love!?" His voice has grown worried in the end. "No, Sweetie," Sportacus kisses his cheek "I'm perfectly fine. I just enjoy when you do that..."

"Do what?"

"Hold on to me like this after waking up." The felf blushes but hums softly, approvingly and nuzzles even closer to his boyfriend when the other now returns the hold.

He still can't believe how perfect everything is. They've returned home eight days ago and Robbie moved in to Sportacus' airship the very same day. Vitur surprised them before when he secretly ordered to make certain improvements on it and the couple then saw the huge double bed and other extras that made living for two people much more comfortable and even easier considering that this special couple is quite different in their needs... Robbie's layer is more of a new playground for the kids and his workshop now. And he rarely feels uncomfortable anymore when looking out of the ship's window and seeing how tiny everything is. Especially not when he's in Sportacus' arms during this...

The felf smiles at how sappy all this sounds. But it's a soft, genuine smile. He's come to the conclusion that after everything they've been through, he and the elf deserve some happy sappiness.

"Sportacus?"

"Yes, Robert?"

Robbie blushes even more and giggles cutely. The hero has developed the habit to call Robbie 'Robert' each time the felf calls him by his real name before. For some reason Robbie loves this.

"Bessie asked me whether we could take care of the kids tonight. She and Milford want to go out."

"Really?" the hero smiles and starts playing with his partner's hair "That was faster than expected. Good."

"Yap. And I was wondering whether we could go into the layer and have a movie's night? They don't have to go to school tomorrow, it's the weekend..." he starts chewing his bottom lip "But I don't know... If you don't..."

"I think that's a great idea, Robbie," assures the elf with a soft smile and kisses his forehead "I'm so glad you want to play with and take care of them so much! And also...that you help me to keep a healthy balance between constant moving and doing something, and laziness and relaxation."

"I...do?" the felf blinks unbelieving. "Yes! You know... I am a sportself that's right but...you may have already noticed that even for my kind I'm...quite hyperactive sometimes... That's not good. Neither for my environment nor for me on long sight... The kids always had a good counter point to playing and moving when they played video or computer games or watched a film. But you know how hard it was for me to take a day off when Stephanie asked me to do so... Although I knew...that even my battery would die if I kept using it like this for many years longer... But since I started to take care of you...and now that you are my boyfriend...I feel good and complete even when I don't jump around all the time and do something. So you are...my savior in so many ways..."

"And I see a sense in moving and playing now thanks to you. And you know that you are mine just as well. My hero..." he moves his head to kiss him deeply. Sportacus returns the kiss and continues to caress his boyfriend so incredible softly and lovingly that Robbie starts to shiver pleasantly again. The hero has been a little worried when he reacted like this the first time, but soon he learned that this was the response of Robbie's body on affection simply because he hasn't known this for almost his whole life. It's almost like a overstimulation of his nerves but a good one, Robbie assured him. And since then Sportacus has the target to touch and caress and love the other so much and so often until his body has grown used to it and doesn't react that intense anymore. Not because he doesn't like this reaction of his boyfriend. On the contrary. He thinks it's incredible cute. And a part of him believes that Robbie will never not tremble when he touches him. But he's still holding on to this target even if it's just to have an excuse to caress his boyfriend and be this soft and gentle with him...

"What are you thinking about?" asks Robbie softly once they part again to catch some air and he sees Sportacus' thoughtful expression. The hero smiles "You. And how wonderful you are..."

"Oh, stop it, you!" Robbie blushes a dark shade of red and lightly hits his partner on the chest, but he smiles "You shouldn't spoil me like that. Or I might get used to it..."

"I do hope so! 'Cause I'm not planning to stop. Ever." The felf's expression grows dreamy and he whispers "Ever..." then he suddenly starts to smile brightly and jumps out of bed quicker than one would've thought possible, beaming "Today, I'm gonna prepare breakfast! You stay in bed and continue to do...what you were doing," he grins and winks "Never disturb a person thinking important thoughts, right?!"

Sportacus chuckles softly but doesn't contradict. Instead he follows Robbie with the eyes when the other now walks around in the airship and prepares a well balanced breakfast for both of them, paying high, but already routinely attention to add something sugary sweet for himself but only fruits and healthy things for Sportacus. Meanwhile the hero closes his eyes again and relaxes. Something that would've been completely impossible for him not even two months ago...

It's an ordinary morning for the couple now. And both love it.

Later this morning while Sportacus is doing his exercises, Robbie is taking lessons from his father. He's a quick learner and Járn is incredible proud of him. He also gladly accepts Robbie's invitation to the movie night.

After lunch they then meet with the children to play.

"Hey, what are you building there?" Robbie takes a few wooden planks himself and helps the kids carry them to the great meeting place in the middle of the town. Sportacus is already busy 'saving' Ziggy from hitting himself with a hammer on his fingers. Stephanie grins "I'm not sure whether I can get used to you HELPING us instead of manipulating our work, Robbie. And...we're building a church."

"A church?!"

"Well, more an altar than a church."

"An altar?!"

"Yeah. You could say...the inside of a church. The HEART of a church..."

"Steph, I KNOW what an altar is," interrupts Robbie quickly while placing the planks on the pile close to where Ziggy is working "But WHY are you building one?"

"Oh, because we wanna play wedding of course, Silly!" she laughs and then cheerfully jumps back to where they came from to get more planks. The felf blinks slowly "Oh, do you..." then he quickly follows her again to help her, a grin on his face "And who's getting married? You and Pixel?"

"What? No," the pink girl shakes her head and laughs "Why would we?!"

"Oh, just a thought..." Robbie smiles lightly to himself before insisting "Then who'll be your dream couple?"

"Uhm..." Stephanie stops in her walk and tilts her head. Now it's Robbie who can't help a laugh "You wanna play wedding and don't even have somebody who's getting married?! Maybe I should've just let you do in the past without trying to spoil your games then they might've ended sooner than when I interrupted!"

"Hey, stop it!" the girl nudges him gently but grins as well, then she shrugs "Admittedly we didn't think of that yet... But we'll find some volunteers!"

"How about your uncle and Bessie?"

"Nope. My uncle has to play the pastor, he's the only one allowed to wed someone because he's the mayor."

"Oh..." Robbie wonders why she thought about that but not about a couple that shall marry. "And Bessie insists to be the flower girl."

"Aha. Well, that's no real surprise..." Robbie chuckles again "Okay then. Maybe..."

"You!"

"What is with me?"

"You and Sportacus! You can be our dream couple!" beams Stephanie, nods as if it's already set and moves on. "We..." the felf turns dark red and needs a moment to catch himself before he quickly follows her "Steph... That... I don't know if... We shouldn't..."

"But it's perfect! You said that we need a dream couple that could marry. And you two ARE our dream couple! So! Perfect!" she flashes him a disarming smile and puts her plank on the pile. Robbie does the same with his three planks and then just looks at the pink girl, not knowing what to say. "Robbie? Everything okay, Love?" Sportacus jumps over the pile and takes his boyfriend's hand. Robbie blinks slowly at him "Yeah..." Then he tries to pull himself together by telling himself that it's just a game after all. "Are you sure?" the hero gives him a worried look "You shouldn't exhaust yourself like this yet. You've just trained with your father and these planks are heavy. Besides..."

"Sport," interrupts Robbie now with a light smile "I'm perfectly fine. Really." And behind Sportacus' back Stephanie shows the inventor a thumb up and nods encouraging. The felf smiles wryly and sighs "The kids need us for their game that's all..."

"Cool!"

"You...don't know what they wanna play, do you?"

"No. But I bet you'll love it!"

Robbie blushes even worse and stammers "O-Oh... H... How do you...get that i-idea?..."

"Well... Ziggy said there'll be a huge cake at the end," Sportacus tilts his head now genuinely worried "Robbie, are you SURE you're okay?" he worriedly reaches up to feel his taller boyfriend's forehead. "C-Cake..." the other blinks slowly and finally understands "Cake! Oh, of course! Yeah... Sure! I mean... Cake. That's...good..."

"Robbie..."

"No, no! Really, Sport, I'm okay! I just thought... A little...misunderstanding here... That's all!" assures the felf, takes his boyfriend's hand and squeezes it lovingly.

But he can't help the strange feeling in his guts. What's this? Disappointment? No way! How could he be disappointed!? What was he thinking...expecting?!...

His eyes drift off to the distance and he isn't aware of his next sigh.

Sportacus is still staring at him with obvious concern.

Why is his boyfriend suddenly acting so strange? So... So absent... And so...sad!?

The hero looks around and at the kids, realizing just now that all of them are watching them with high interest and broad smirks. He still doesn't understand what's going on but something tells him that they know more than he does...

"Oh, Robbie, do you have more dresses than just the one of the strange nanny?" Trixie's voice cuts through the air like a knife. Robbie turns an even darker shade of red and Sportacus is the one blinking slowly now "A...dress? What...does he need a dress for?"

"For our game of course!" Stephanie grins "Didn't Ziggy tell you? We're building an altar for playing wedding!"

"And Stephanie said that you and Robbie will be our dream couple," adds Stingy like this explains everything. Robbie tries his best not to use his powers and make himself disappear somehow. But Sportacus slowly understands. And starts to smile. The hero's next soft but almost casual words let the felf's head jerk up "But Robbie doesn't have to wear a dress for the wedding. He can wear a suit as well. We can both wear suits."

"You're right. But you're not allowed to see him in it before the wedding!" insist Stephanie now with a grin. Robbie blushes in a shade of pink now and holds on firmer to his partner's hand. Sportacus smiles more and looks at the kids "If you say so. But first we need to finish the altar, right?"

The kids nod and then the seven friends set to work. Sportacus notices Robbie's absent gaze during this but he doesn't say anything...

[patrice-bergerons]

may i interest you with a Robbie/James mini-sick fic no one asked for

"What is it now?"

In truth, he had missed Hathaway. Part of him wanted Hathaway to keep standing there, just on the other side of the door, with his close cropped hair and that twinkle in his eye until Robbie remembered all of him. Every Monday he felt some small part of himself click back into place as if he had gone just a bit off kilter over the weekend. He paid it no mind, obviously - not on Mondays and not right now. And besides, right now, he had the flu and Hathaway's eye twinkle was announcing loudly to the world that he was up to no good whatsoever.

Hathaway almost smiled.

"Just fulfilling the wishes of your daughter, sir. She asked that I check up on you."

And there it was.

Earlier in their acquaintance, Robbie would have torn his hair out at the abuse of power inherent in a governor's daughter making demands of his bagman, but one look into those over-clever, peering eyes, and Robbie knew Hathaway was as willing a co-conspirator in this scheme as they came, provided Lyn had even been involved in the first place.

"The perfect gentleman, are you?"

Hathaway gave him a small shrug.

"One tries."

"Sod off," Robbie snarled.

He might yet feel bad for his lack of manners later but right now he was feverish, exhausted, and cranky, because all that as it may be, the last thing he needed was mothering and least of all by his sergeant. Besides he was aware of the general disheveled state of him, the bags under his eyes and the pale skin. He looked disgusting and he would rather be disgusting in the comfort and peace of his own company.

But where he may have flinched earlier in their acquaintance, Hathaway now remained unmoved. Looked at Robbie as if he could read Robbie's mind and found its musings entertaining.

He touched the canvas bag Robbie only now realised was hanging from his shoulder.

"You don't want soup, then?"

The bag was large - really, what state was Robbie's brain in, if he did not so much as notice it until now? - and it was full with . . . something.

"I didn't know you make soup," Robbie said rather senselessly.

There were many questions to be asked. Had Hathaway made enough soup to feed an army? Were all of the bag's contents for Robbie? (Surely not?) Was it time already for another dose of paracetamol? (Surely yes?) But a faraway look settled then in Hathaway's eyes, casting all of this senseless babbling of his mind aside.

"There is a lot you don't know about me, sir," Hathaway said, and like a flash of lightning, Robbie saw in him for a split-second a bone deep weariness, a quiet sorrow that knew no words.

"James-"

He wanted to say something more, to do something - tell me what it is and I will fix it for you - but his brain was too slow to get on with the program.

So much so that when Hathaway took a step forward, he automatically took a step back, and realised only too late what he had done; the door was now left utterly open. And Hathaway, quick as he was, did not need to be invited twice. With two strides of those long legs of his, he was inside Robbie's hallway and already heading to the kitchen with the purpose of a missionary before Robbie even had the chance to say, hey, hold on for a second now.

And when Robbie followed after him, he only got the most self satisfied of smiles from Hathaway who was all but purring with victory.

Is nothing sacred for you? Robbie wanted to ask, flabbergasted at the gall of his sergeant, tricking him like this with no shame.

But he was glad in the end.

Of Hathaway in his kitchen.

Of Hathaway shameless and happy and grinning. Like a fireplace, he thought with a smile, in the dead of winter. He was almost certainly running another fever and the lad deserved nothing less in this world.

[luchinosgf]

New Rules + Masterlist

Oh god, Oh FUCK, Mieux finally making a master list of all the shit she’s written? YOU BET YOUR ASS.

Y’all may already know this account is a safe zone for all your deepest, darkest desires, but unfortunately there are just some desires I won’t fill.

As of right now, the request/ask box is closed. Check my bio for info.

NSFW requests are allowed! Minors, DNI with #nsfw. All NSFW posts will be fitted with a read more.

I won’t write for Freddy, Kreacher or Percy at all, and I won’t write romantic stuff for Robbie or Burke.

I will write platonic or familial stuff for Robbie and Burke though!

I refuse to tackle subjects like eating disorders, abusive relationships or non-consenting nsfw. This includes yandere. I know I've done a yandere fill, but writing it made me extremely uncomfortable. Subsequently, certain requests surrounding the yandere concept quite literally made me uncomfortable as fuck too. So I don’t fuck with that.

I won’t do Character x Character, but I will do Character x Reader x Character! Please specify if you want a poly ship, or else I’ll do them separately by default.

All requests are gonna be written with a gender neutral survivor reader unless specified.

AND NOW -- without further ado -- The Masterlist I spent all morning doing.

Link to IDV Denny’s (Discord Server)

Survivors

Aesop Carl - Embalmer

Man In Dream / Trickster COA 3 AU 

SFW Aesop HC 

NSFW Dominant Aesop

Cuddling Aesop

Trickster COA 3 AU NSFW

Threesome with Andrew (in progress)

Victor Grantz - Postman

Victor as a father!

Andrew Kriess - Gravekeeper

Andrew as a father!

NSFW with Andrew 

Praise kink elaboration (NSFW)

Taking care of Andrew when he’s sick

Threesome with Aesop (in progress)

Luca Balsa - Prisoner

Luca getting PEGGED (NSFW)

First Kiss

General SFW + NSFW

Dad Luca and his twin daughters

Bafftime

Lucky Guy

General SFW + NSFW

Servais Le Roy - Magician

Dating Servais

Merlin | Fantasy AU Angst

Naib Subedar - Mercenary

SFW + NSFW

Cheshire Naib NSFW

Kevin Alonso/Ayuso - Cowboy

Kith kith...

Eli Clark - Seer

NSFW HC

Eli’s first time (NSFW)

Recluse (Film AU)

Norton Campbell - Prospector

Breeding Kink NSFW

General NSFW

Mike Morton - Acrobat

Breeding Kink NSFW

Comforting him after a long day

Jose Baden - First Officer

kith kith,,,

Edgar Valden - Painter

Clingy Edgar c:

Dating Edgar Valden

Little Spoon Edgar

Edgar NSFW with Dom reader

Painter S/O?? And Edgar’s not a dick??

Fiona Gilman - Priestess

Dating Fiona HC

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Hunters

Luchino - Evil Reptilian

Luchino in a relationship (SFW)

Domestic Luchino

Mating Season (NSFW)

Touch starved Luchino :(

Breeding Kink (NSFW)

Monster DILF (Not NSFW)

Courting Luchino

Protective Luchino

What his bedroom is like

First meeting!

Luchino meeting Mini Luchino!

NSFW Drabble (Character Day!)

Jealous Luchino

Not mating season Luchino! (NSFW)

Jack - The Ripper

General SFW HC

General NSFW HC

Count’s Banquet AU HC

Xie Bi’an & Fan Wujiu - Wu Chang

Wujiu - Breeding Kink NSFW

Sick reader passes out mid-match

Reacting to pet

General SFW/NSFW + Degradation kink

Joseph Desalunier - Photographer

First Kiss

Breeding kink NSFW

Dating Joseph

General NSFW 

En Ligne / Summer Sports AU 

First Meeting!

Dominant Joseph Fic (NSFW)

Reacting to pet

Michiko - Geisha

First Kiss

Antonio Paganini - Violinist

Breeding Kink NSFW

Fluffy Dating HC

NSFW HC

Infernal Caprice (Fic) [AO3 LINK]

Galatea - The Scupltor

Support from a new friend :3

Robbie White - Axe Boy

Support from a new PARENT

[literallyprentissstwin]

show me you care. - criminal minds x victorious

Characters: Emily & Aaron Hotchner (Hotchniss, and yes, they are already married here); Jade (Hotchniss daughter, from Victorious), Beck (Victorious), the team of Season 7, the gang of Hollywood Arts (the name oft he school doesn´t change, only the location :D) (Victorious)

 Warnings: none really, swearing (those of you who watch Victorious know how Jade is so), fluff (yep, that´s a warning)

 A/N: hi, so i had this idea in my head for a little while now. I always wanted to write a Hotchniss OS with them having a daughter and since i bingewatched too much Victorious lately (blame Netflix), i wanted to combine those two shows. It´s not necessary that you know or watch Victorious to read this OS.

thank you to @uncomfie for prereading and calming me down! :) 

also this is the song Jade is singing in this fic :) 

 For those of you who don´t know Victorious: it´s actually a kids/teen show about a bunch of teens going to a school for actors, writers and singers called Hollywood Arts. The show is set in Los Angeles, California. For this OS I needed to change the location to something closer, sorry. The character I chose to play Hotchniss daughter, Jade West, reminds me of Emily in her teen years. So I chose her as the Hotchniss child. I can link you some videos of the show if you are interested and to get a better impression of Jade.  

I hope you enjoy reading this OS & feel free to leave some feedback, i´m dying for feedback! <3

wordcount: 4,6k

 aileen xx

„If I see any more of these case files on my desk, I think I´m gonna be sick.“, JJ groaned as she opened the next file to start working on it. 

„Agreed. I could use some coffee. Anyone want some?“, Reid asked as he got up and stretched his muscles.

„Well, I could use some.“, Derek, JJ and Reid heard someone say from behind them.

Derek was the first one to turn around and a small smile creeped up his face.

„Well, if that isn´t our Mini-Prentiss and her Mister Charming.“, he laughed and got up to hug Jade.

„Yeah, don´t call me that.“, Jade said after she pulled away from him and only gave a short wave towards Reid & JJ, before she took Beck´s hand again and leant onto him for support.

„What can we help you with?“, JJ wanted to know as she got up from her desk and walked closer towards the teen.

„I´m looking for my parents. I called them like a billion times today and no one picked up the stupid phone. So I decided to come here during lunch break and talk to them.“, Jade explained.

„We´ve been busy all morning with paperwork. Maybe they overheard you calling and..“, Reid started to explain but got interrupted by Jade.

„Yeah, whatever. Are they here? It´s really important.“, Jade asked impatiently and tapped with her foot.

„They are in your Dad´s office going over a case file.“, Derek answered and pointed towards the office with the closed blinds and the closed door.

„Thanks, D!“, Jade smiled before she made her way up the stairs with her boyfriend.

Carefully, she knocked at the door and waited for a reply.

„Come in.“, she heard the serious voice of her father. Slowly, she opened the door and was met with her parents looking at her and Beck, small smiles showing on their faces.

„Hey Mom, Hey Dad.“, Jade greeted them as she walked towards them so give them a quick hug.

„Hey honey, Hi back.“, Aaron greeted back at which Beck only replied witha slight wave.

„I called you. Many times.“, Jade began talking and she stood between her parents next to her fathers desk, while Beck still stood in the doorframe.

„Oh god, sorry. We´ve been busy all morning and didn´t have time to check our phones.“, Emily said as she took out her phone to see that her daughter was indeed right. She had 50 missed calls and basically many more unanswered text messages from her.

„Yeah..it´s okay..I´m here now.“, Jade replied, „there´s something we need to talk about.“

„What is it? Are you in trouble?“, Hotch immediatley asked, concerned.

„What..no, Dad. I´m not in trouble. It´s just…you remember me talking about the Full Moon Jam. This big gig at our school Friday night.“, Jade began explaining and looking at her parents.

Hotch and Emily looked at eachother, both not really remembering what their daughter was talking about. They tried to hide it, but since Jade was the daugther of two highprofessional profilers, she knew what was going on.

„You forgot, did you?“, she said, a bit of disappointment lacing in her voice.

„No, we didn´t it´s just..“, Emily began, but got interrupted by Jade.

„Yeah whatever. Anyway, what I wanted to ask was if you´ll be there and see me perform. Because Sikowitz really needs to know until today and i told him i´m gonna talk to you about it. So, are you coming? It´s in two days. Please. “, Jade asked.

Hotch and Emily looked at eachother and sighed. Aaron got up and walked closer to his daughter and right from there on, Jade knew what their answer was.

„Jade, we would love to come, really, but..“, Hotch started but also he was interrupted by his daugher.

„But you can´t, because you´ve got to work and work is important. I got it, thanks.“, Jade hissed and grabbed her bag she had dropped onto the floor before she started to turn around only to be stopped by her father.

„Jade..“, he said, but Jade wasn´t having any of it.

„No, it´s okay Dad. I´m used to it. How could I possibly think that for one time, I would be more important than this damn job? I´m so dumb.“, Jade answered as she turned around, staring at her father.

„Maybe if you would have told us earlier, there would have been a chance to come, but you know our job.“, Emily explained and tried to reason with her daughter, but it seemed like it only made things worse.

„If I would have told you earlier? Mom, I´m going to this school now for over two years. You actually chose this school for me and yet, you haven´t been to a play I was in or which I wrote, you haven´t seen me perform yet. It´s been two fucking years. And every fucking time, I told you early enough, but everytime, something else was more important than I was. So don´t make this out to be my fault okay? Because the only one´s to blame are you.“, Jade screamed and with this, she turned around and ran off, leaving her boyfriend and her shocked parents behind.

„I-I better go now too. I-It was nice seeing you, Mr. And Mrs. Hotchner.“, Beck said as he waved goodbye and left the office as well to go after Jade.

„She hates us, Aaron. What kind of parents are we?“, Emily stuttered, tears gathering in her eyes at the realization of how much they must have hurt their daughter. Hotch just stepped forward and embraced his wife in a tight hug, but as much as he tried to console Emily, he was plagued by the same thoughts. Thoughts about what terrible parents they were.

Right after the fight between Jade and her parents, she and Beck had rushed out of the building and back to their school where they met up with the rest of their friends.

„What´s up?“, Beck greeted them as he and Jade sat down at their usual table.

„We were just talking about the Full Moon Jam on Friday and..“, Tori said at which Jade got up and left.

„Wow, what did I do this time?“, Tori wondered. She and Jade don´t have the best of relationship and wouldn´t consider themselves as friends, yet.

„It´s nothing you did, Tori. Don´t worry. It´s just…the Full Moon Jam might not be Jade´s favorite topic to talk about today.“, Beck explained and started to eat his food he had gotten on the way back from school.

„What do you mean? She can be really proud of herself because she´s singing this solo.“, André asked, wondering what got his friend so upset.

„Well, Jade and I, we´ve been visiting her parents at work before we came to you guys because she asked them to come and watch her perform on Friday night.“, Beck started and basically everyone at the table knew how this story might end. „They said no?“, Robbie guessed.

„Yep. They are too busy with work. Jade just got really angry and frustrated and they fought. Then she just ran off and yeah. On the way back here, she didn´t say a word. You know, i´ve seen jade in basically every mood, but this one? I think she´s really sad and hurt that her parents declined her invitation again.“, Beck finished talking and looked at his friends.

„I feel so bad for her. I mean, have her parents ever been to a play before where she was in or which she wrote?“, Tori asked. She had just recently joined Hollywood Arts and didn´t know her friends all that well up to now. „No, I don´t think so.“, Cat answered, „at least, I can´t remember. I don´t even know how her parents look like.“

The group sighed. Suddenly, everyone lost appetite and felt quite bad for her friend.

„I wish there is anything we could do.“, Tori sighed to which the friends agreed.

„Yeah..me too. But for now, I´m gonna go and look for her. See you later.“, Beck said and got up, looking for his girlfriend.

It was already after 10pm when Emily and Aaron finally arrived back home. Why was paperwork always so much more work than being away on a case? They had tried to get in contact with Jade all day long, but she always declined the calls or didn´t reply to any textmessages. Arriving back home, the couple was hoping to talk with their daughter and explain everything to her though they knew that it was probably too late for that.

Entering the house, Emily noticed Jade´s favorite boots next to the cupboard in the hall way, a sign that she must be at home. „Jade, we´re home.“, Emily shouted through the house as she got rid of her coat and shoes. Aaron did the same and followed his wife to their daughters room.

Emily carefully knocked at the door and waited for a reply, but nothing happened. Slowly, she opened the door and saw Jade laying on the bed with her earpods in.

„Jade.“, she tried again, but the young girl didn´t seem to hear her mother. This is why Emily decided to walk towards her and tapped on her shoulder.

„Jesus Christ. Are you trying to kill me?“, Jade screamed as she got kind of frightened since her back had been facing the door and she didn´t hear anyone coming in.

„Sorry, we were calling for you, but we got no reaction.“, Aaron explained. „Oh.“, Jade said, but put her earpods back in and turned the music up more. Aaron rolled his eyes and bent down to put the earpods away from his daughter.

„Hey, I was enjoying this music.“, Jade hissed angrily and sat up, trying to get her phone back.

„And you can have it back any second, but first we need to talk.“, Emily said as she sat down on the bed opposite of Jade.

„There is nothing to talk about.“, Jade snorted and laid back in her bed facing the ceiling and staring up to it.

„You sure? Because I personally think there is a lot we need to talk about.“, Hotch argued and took a seat in the chair across from Jade´s bed.

„No. Don´t think so. Can I have my phone back?“, Jade asked, not daring to look at her parents.

„Jade!“, Emily warned her daughter.

„What, Mom?“, Jade said angrily as she sat up, „I got it, okay? You´re busy, you can´t come watch me perform, I´m used to getting my hopes up, but them being smashed down in a heart beat. So, it´s fine. Really. I´m used to the fact, that this damn FBI job is more important than I am.“, Jade got up and began to look for her favorite hoodie in her cupboard.

„You know that this is not true, Jade. We love you more than our job.“, Hotch argued. „Really? Haha, okay…well, then I´m either blind or you´re bad at showing it, because I can´t happen to see that you´re caring.“, Jade laughed.

„Look, we´re really sorry, but you know Strauss and everything that happened last year and we really need to..“, Emily started but got interrupted by Jade.

„Yeah, yeah…You´re sorry. Right. I´m sorry. For thinking that my feelings matter. For thinking that for once, I would be your number one priority. I mean, you actually wanted me to go to this school in first place, yet you never were around to see any of my plays or shows or whatever.“

„Jade..“, Aaron began.

„No…I was always the one who had no one with her. Everyone had always some kind of company: Tori, Beck, André, Robbie, Cat, hell even Sinjin. But me, I´m always the loner. The one who no one cares about. There is always something that comes before me, an unsub, paperwork, Strauss. I stopped counting after it happened the second time. But you know what? I´m done. I´ve got it. Really. I won´t bother you with it any longer.“, Jade kept on talking why she at the same time got up and gathered some stuff in her bag and grabbed her keys.

„Jade….we´re really sorry.“, Emily said, choking on tears.

„Yeah..whatever.“, Jade hissed and walked past them out of her own room to the front door where she put on her shoes and turned around to her parents again, „I´m at Beck´s for the night, if you even care. Can I have my phone now?“, she asked and held out her hand, waiting for her Dad to put the phone back into it. When he gave her the phone, she turned to the door and openend it and before Hotch and Emily even knew, she was gone.

„She hates us.“, Emily sobbed as she lay next to Aaron in their shared bed.

„No, Emily. She doesn´t hate us. She´s just angry and sad. It´s her way of coping with it.“, the man tried to calm down his wife. He held her close to him and rubbed her back in soothing circles.

„No, Aaron. She hates us and to be honest, she has every right to do so. I mean what kind of parents are we? We always knew that it would be hard to have a child and both of us working in such a stressful and busy job, but never in my life did I plan to do such a bad job as a mother. I always wanted to be better than my own mother and look at me now, I´m even worse than she was.“

„Okay, Em, stop right there.“, Aaron warned as he carefully sat up, bringing Emily with him, „First of all, you´re not a bad mother. Get this out of your head okay? Yes, we knew that it would be stressful and yes, I didn´t expect it to be so hard, but let´s take this as a chance to be better, to grow. Eventually, Jade will calm down and she´ll understand. I know, this doesn´t make things better and we have a lot of work to do to make it up to her. But we´re not giving up, okay? We can do this.“

„I just feel so bad. Did you see the look in her eyes? Like, she is always the one who doesn´t care or doesn´t feel bothered by any of this. But when I looked her in the eyes, I saw me. I saw how hurt she was, how sad and disappointed. This gig, this school means everything to her. She never ever let us in before. She mostly never shares things with us that she cares so deeply about because she´s scared of getting hurt or rejected. And guess what we did?“, Emily explained and sighed.

And right in that moment, Aaron knew that his wife was right. Jade was one of the girls, that wasn´t scared to speak their mind. She doesn´t have a problem with speaking back and she always stands her ground. She´s stubborn and hardworking, just like her mother, and she barely let people in, not even her boyfriend Beck. Because she was scared of getting hurt. And this is exactly what happened now, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt bad about it, and if he was completley honest with himself, he totally deserved to feel like that.

„I hate them.“, Jade exclaimed as she let herself fall down onto Beck´s couch.

„Jade..“,Beck started but got interrupted by his girlfriend.

„No, I mean it. I have this feeling they don´t really care about me going to this school and me living my dream there. But I don´t get why, because they send me there in first place. And can´t they understand that I don´t wanna be a stupid federal agent or lawyer or whatever?“, Jade screamed and threw her hands around. Beck quickly grabbed them and held them down.

„Stop.“, he simply said and looked Jade deep into her eyes and this was that moment, when the gates broke and all the emotions Jade had inside her broke loose. Jade was never the one to cry, she never openly shared her emotions, but right now, she felt safe to do so and all she felt was hurt and sadness. Beck gathered his sobbing girlfriend in his arms and tried to calm her down.

„It´s okay, babe. It´s gonna be okay.“, Beck whispered as he soothingly rubbed her back and kissed her forehead.

„I-I don´t know..I-I never felt this..this vulnerable. Hell, I never cried. What´s wrong with me?“, Jade exclaimed as she carefully leaned back against the sofa.

„You´re also human, Jade. Eventhough you don´t wanna see it. You´re a human being with feelings and those feelings get hurt just as easily as any others. That´s normal and it´s okay to feel things, to feel sad and overwhelmed and most importantly, it´s okay to show those emotions. You don´t need to hide them, at least not from me. I love you no matter what.“, Beck said and he brought Jade back into his embrace, the teenager clinging to his shirt.

„I don´t know what I would do without you. I´m sorry for being annoying, most of the time.“, Jade said at which Beck laughed.

„I wouldn´t have it any other way.“, he smiled down at Jade and again kissed her forehead before silence spread between the couple.

„I just thought that this one time, only this one time, they would actually care about what I´m doing in school, that they would show interest. I don´t know why I actually believed that this would happen, but here I am. I mean, I get it. This job is important, I understand it. But maybe…“

„No, Jade. This job can´t be more important than you. There is no way in hell that parents should put their jobs before their kids. I mean, okay…it´s a quite stressful job and you know your parents got my respect for doing it, but there should be a way to actually combine work and private life. It shouldn´t be either work or private life. Never in a billion years.“, Beck argued. It hurt his heart to see his strong girlfriend like this and he was ready to punch somebody. He understood that this job was important to the Hotchners, but he didn´t understand how Jade could only come in second place?

Jade sighed and gently laid against Beck´s shoulder closing her eyes. „I know, but there is nothing I can do to change their mind. Guess I have to live with the fact that they will never be interested in me or my life. But at least I got you.“, she said as she smiled and looked up to her boyfriend.

Beck smiled back and leaned forward to place a kiss on her lips. „Always.“

It turned Friday, and still things hadn´t changed in the Hotchner household. After the night at Beck´s place, Jade had returned home after school only to find the house empty, but what did she expect? The tension between the family was so thick that one could practically cut it with a knife. Ever since Jade had returned back home from school and her parents back home from work, she didn´t leave her room and if she did, then only to go to the bathroom or to grab something to drink. Later that night, she left to go back to school for rehearsals, not bothering to tell her parents where she´s going or what she´s doing. In general, she hasn´t been talking to them ever since the fight on Wednesday. At work, Aaron had asked Rossi and JJ, the godparents of Jade for advice, but nothing they told him could make him feel better about himself. Rossi even made him feel worse.

 And now, it turned Friday. The day of Jade´s big gig. The whole school was there, all the people getting ready to perform. All the people showing her families around the school. Everyone, but Jade. Her heart hurt and was full of sadness, but she needed to focus on her song. So she went to get ready, not knowing that the evening would take an interesting turn.

„What are you two clowns still doing here?“, Rossi exclaimed as he entered Hotch´s office in which Emily was also working on her paper work. Ever since the two of them got married, she basically didn´t use her desk anymore and always did her work up in Aaron´s office.

„We have work to do and..“, Hotch explained, but Rossi wasn´t having any of it.

„No, no you don´t.“, he walked towards the desk and grabbed the casefiles from them.

„Dave..“, Emily argued but got shushed by the Italian.

„Now you two listen to me very closely. There is this girl, who happens to be my little stubborn, but talented and loveable goddaughter and she´s having this gig at her school tonight. She´s terribly sad that her parents chose work over her. Now, I don´t know about you, but I think you have a lot of making up to do. I suggest you start by going there.“, he said and placed the files back on Hotch´s desk, but still out of his reach.

„But..“, Emily started, but got again interrupted by the italian. „No buts, Emily. Show Jade that you care about her, that you are interested in the things she does. Show her that she can still trust you.“, David argued and looked at both of his friends, „you better decided quick, because the gig is about to start and you still have to go there and it´s rushhour.“

Hotch and Emily looked at eachother, but in Dave´s opinion, they were taking too much time.

„Okay, let´s get up, up, up.“, he ushered them out of their chairs and handed them their coats and pushed them out of the office, „go! Hurry! You don´t wanna be late! I expect a full report later tonight, when I come over to your place. You´re welcome.“, David smiled as he watched his two friends leave.

„Now I know where Jade got her stubborness from.“, he joked and the rest of the time laughed at it, hoping that the couple would arrive in time.

It was almost stage time for Jade and she kept looking through the crowd, still no sign of her parents. Sadly, she shook her head and went backstage to get ready when André and Beck walked towards her.

„You ready?“, André wanted to know.

„Yeah, whatever. Let´s get it over with.“, she replied at which André nodded and quickly left.

„Hey, you´re gonna be amazing.“, Beck tried to reassure his girlfriend and kissed her before he also left to go into the crowd.

Jade took a deep breath before she heard her name being called out and she had to enter the stage. She barely had any time to skim the crowd one last time before the music began to play and she started to sing along.

 You think you know me

But you don't know me

You think you own me

But you can't control me

You look at me

And there's just one thing that you see

So listen to me

Listen to me

 As loud as she could, she continued singing the song she had wrote for this special day. She had been so proud o fit and so desperatley wanted to show it to her parents, but they didn´t care, so here she was. Alone. Again. Expressing all her feelings in that one song that meant the world to her.

 You push me back

I push you back

Harder, harder

You scream at me

I scream at you

Louder, l-l-l-l-louder

I'm dangerous, I'm warning you

But you're not afraid of me

And I can't convince you

You don't know me

 She continued singing like that until the song was over and she felt kind of relieved. The crowd seemed to love her song. At least, someone cared. After she bowed down, she shared a quick smile with Beck who was sitting front row, before she went backstage and was greeted by all her friends.

„This was so good, Jade.“, Cat said and hugged her friend.

„Thank you!“, Jade smiled and hugged her back, one thing she barely did.

„She´s right. This was insane. You can be proud of you.“, Tori agreed, smiling at Jade.

„Thanks, Vega. I appreciate this.“

„Hey, look who I found in the crowd.“, the group heard Beck say and at his voice, Jade turned around not trusting her eyes.

„Mom? Dad? What…what are you doing here?“, Jade stuttered in disbelieve. Her parents, they were here, right in front of her. Wait? Had they beend there to watch her perform as well?

„We didn´t want to miss our little girl performing her first selfwritten song.You were fantastic. Absolutley brilliant. We´re so proud of you.“, Hotch smiled as he stepped closer and carefully hugged his daughter.

„B-But work..“, Jade stuttered after she let go of her father and hugged her mother. „Nothing in this world should be more important than you, Jade. We learned our lesson and we´re so so sorry. I hope you can give us a second chance.“, Emily asked her and Jade looked at Beck who gave her a quick nod.

„Okay.“, Jade smiled and again, hugged both of her parents, „but you know I´m still mad. Kinda.“

„We know and you have every right to be. But we feel really bad.“, Hotch said again.

„But wait, how did you change your mind and come here?“, Tori asked from behind the family.

„Well, we may have had a little help from your godfather.“, Aaron stuttered. „He basically kicked us out of the office.“, Emily admitted.

„You gotta love Dave.“, Jade laughed.

The parents smiled at their daughter, feeling relieved that she was willing to give them a second chance.

„Wait, you said that you wanted to make it up to me right?“, Jade smirked as she looked at her parents.

„Oh, oh no, i know this look.“, Emily said as she looked at her husband.

„Well, maybe we could all go out to dinner now. I´ll bring my friends..and Tori, and you bring your friends. And then we all gonna get sushi and you pay.“, Jade suggested.

Hotch groaned, but got hit in the side by his wife and said: „Of course, that´s the least we can do.“

„Great, meet you at the Sushi palace by 10?“, Jade asked.

„Anything for you.“, Emily said.

“I know every family has its problems. But I admire those that stick together.” - Unknown

unedited, sorry for any grammar or language mistakes. 

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gf, fiddauthor, mabifica

001 | Send me a fandom and I will tell you my:

Favorite character: *pounds fists on table* Ford Ford Ford Ford Ford Ford

Least Favorite character: Everything about Filbrick “I’m Not Impressed” Pines leaves a nasty taste in my mouth

5 Favorite ships (canon or non-canon): Fiddauthor (but of course), Mabifica, Soos/Melody, Stanchez if that counts, Robbie/Tambry

Character I find most attractive: depends on what you mean by “attractive”????? I immediately loved Ford’s character design a lot

Character I would marry: yeah let’s not go there

Character I would be best friends with: Probably Dipper

A random thought: I really, really just want one blasted hint of what we’re gonna see in the graphic novel

An unpopular opinion: THE BLACKLIGHT JOURNAL WAS A HECKIN’ LETDOWN MAN LIKE YEAH IT’S NICE BUT ALSO FULL OF COP-OUTS AND WASTED POTENTIAL???? WHAT

My canon OTP: Soos & Mel!

Non-canon OTP: we all know the answer to this

Most badass character: That honestly depends on the scene! Stan and Wendy are who come to mind first.

Pairing I am not a fan of: any ship involving the Dorito

Character I feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another): WENDY DESERVED HER OWN EPISODE DAMMIT and why is the flannel man so mean to Ford

Favourite friendship: too many!! Ford & Fidds, Dipper & Wendy, Mabel & her gang, Fidds & Pacifica, Mabel & Robbie…

002 | send me a ship and I will tell you:

Fiddauthor:

when or if I started shipping it: I’m not exactly sure when I boarded ship, but I know it was at least at some point before the series’ end. I believe it was the reveal of F’s laptop password was what shot me into “we’re in this for the long haul”.

my thoughts: O-T-heckin’-P of my heart

What makes me happy about them: I love the sort of friendship they have, where a couple of nerdy outcasts realize that they have that click with each other and it makes an unpleasant situation that much more bearable. Their different brands of quirky intelligence bounce off each other so well. After all they’ve been through, all the time they’ve been apart, they still harbor such fondness for one another and are immediately willing to forgive for past mistakes. I could go on and on…they’re such an excellent pair, whether as friends or romantic partners.

What makes me sad about them: OH BOY HOWDY LIKE THE ENTIRETY OF CANON??? Notable heart-stabbers include that scene in the diner from the Journal, “I’M SORRY FIDDLEFORD”, and that one cut storyboard from The Last Mabelcorn (”You’re the one with the sickness!). In headcanon, Ford struggling with guilt plus Fiddleford struggling with his memory equals pain always. Again, I could go on and on (you know this about me).

Things done in fanfic that annoys me: idk…anything OOC, obviously? I can’t think of anything specific off the top of my head…anything that trivializes either of their struggles or minimizes one’s flaws/mistakes to make the other look bad???

Things I look for in fanfic: I’m not super picky about plotlines as long as everyone’s in character, but some stuff I like includes first kiss/getting-together scenarios, how their lives/relationship evolve post-canon, wacky college shenanigans, good ol’-fashioned ANGSTIN’ …and trans Fiddleford is always a bonus

My kinks: uhhhhhhhh

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: SLEEP AND HAPPINESS

My happily ever after for them: Living together in the Manor, surrounded by family and friends, happily married, free to explore their respective scientific passions with no pressure or expectations, living out the rest of their years in peace.

Mabifica:

when or if I started shipping it: I honestly don’t remember lmao

my thoughts: Second-fave GF ship! I love rivals-to-friends dynamics, I love “the sunshiney one and the grumpy one who can always be moved to smile by the sunshiney one” type ships, I love both of these gals being awesome and moving away from ideas they had that might have been incorrect or harmful as they grow up (heteronormativity and classism for instance).

What makes me happy about them: Mabel forgiving someone who wasn’t the nicest to her at first and see them as a friend. Pacifica standing up to her parents, realizing that family isn’t necessarily equated to blood, and softening up in general. Mix-and-match sweaters. Mini golf dates. Diner dates. Karaoke dates. Girls finding strength in each other and feeling like it’s okay to be their true selves around each other (and explore what that really means). It’s all Very Good.

What makes me sad about them: idk honestly??? There’s not too much angst to be had just yet, they’re still young and Pure…this ship is fluffy cheeseballs most of the time and I love it.

Things done in fanfic that annoys me: I haven’t read too much fic of these two (clearly, this must be remedied), but I really don’t like when I just see this ship as a “pair the spares” bonus in b/i/ll/d/ip fics…these gals deserve better

Things I look for in fanfic: A lot of the things mentioned above…Pacifica being welcomed into the Pines clan with open arms…anything that gives the Northwest parents a kick in the balls…Sleepovers…

My kinks: they’re 12 let’s not

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: I wholly prefer these as friendship dynamics, but Paz/Dipper and Mabel/Candy are ships I’ve seen around that are definitely way cute in their own right.

My happily ever after for them: Mabel is an art teacher, Paz is a lawyer, and they run a fashion design business together on the side. They adopt some cute, unusual pets and maybe an actual human child, too, when they’re ready. They grow up, but they never Grow Up. Dipper is the best Best Man.

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Prompt: Robbie conspires with the kids to help Sporty feel better from whatever reason you'd like

JUST SO EVERYONE KNOWS:

I won’t be taking prompts for a while. I have a LOT in my ask box I want to give my full attention to PLUS a fic I need to finish. These have been great and I’ll open prompt submissions again soon but for now, I’m going to finish whats in my inbox and close up shop. Thank you all so much for your ideas! :D

Also, this become yet another sequel to the sad prompt so here are the links:

The first sad prompt (tw death mention)

The second, Sportahusbands sad prompt

Also this is going under a read more because boy it got long. I’m starting to post all these prompts to a collection on AO3. Here’s a link to that (for all you mobile readers who might have trouble with the read more). This one will be up there shortly. 

Without further ado, here’s a (mostly) happier prompt for you all! Enjoy~

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Down in Robbie’s bunker, Sportacus shuffled around, packing up last minute things that weren’t already up in his ship. He had been down there for over an hour, simultaneously itching to go home and uneasy about leaving Lazytown. He had left Lazytown before, sure, but he wasn’t sure how long he would be gone this time. There was no telling how long pabbi would be sick or if he would even-

“And don’t come back until he’s better.”

“Or until-”

“He gets better.”

Sportacus sucked in a deep breath, focusing on his husband’s words from earlier that day. Robbie was right. Don’t think that way. No good could come from assuming the worst.

He was in the kitchen pondering what sportscandy would last the whole ride home when Robbie popped out if the pipe and into the lair.

“I was wondering where you went,” Sportacus said in greeting, forcing himself to smile, “I’m almost done.”

“No rush. You’ve only been down here for a millennium,” Robbie threw up his arms in exaggeration. 

Sportacus pulled an orange from the fruit basket and tossed it hand to hand, “You’re sure you all will be fine here.”

“Stephanie is very excited to be back in her mini-you uniform. Do you want me to go tell her to put it away again?”

“No, don’t do that,” Sportacus turned to put the orange back on the counter. He had enough food on the ship.

He was staling now, he knew.

Behind him, Robbie wrapped his arms around his shoulders and rested his chin on Sportacus’ head.

“I’ll miss you, you know? Have I said that yet?”

Sportacus turned in the embrace and held Robbie around the middle, “Are you sure you don’t want me out of town forever?” 

Robbie snorted, “Not unless I’m with you, Sprotaflop.” He cut off Sportacus’ giggle with a kiss.

Sportacus leaned into the kiss, moving a hand up to tangle in Robbie’s hair. He didn’t want this kiss to end. The kiss ending meant he would have to leave. And leaving made his chest ache.

When they finally did part, Sportacus quickly swiped at his eyes, hoping somehow Robbie wouldn’t notice. 

Robbie graciously let him collect himself. He pressed his lips to Sportacus’ forehead before stepping away.

“You just have this one bag?” He called.

Sportacus nodded, clearing his throat, “Y-yeah, just the bag by the chair.”

He heard Robbie snap his fingers and he looked up. Robbie was holding a bag in each hand: Sportacus’ blue suitcase, and bright orange bag. Robbie must have summoned it from the closet.

“Why do I need an empty bag?” He asked, pointing.

Robbie didn’t look back, just walked toward the pipe with a vague, “You’ll see.”

Confused, Sportacus followed his husband through the pipe and up to the surface. The airship was parked a few yards away, the door open and ready for Sportacus to hop in.

Then he noticed what Robbie had been talking about.

Standing around the door were the kids, Bessie, and Mayor Milford. Upon seeing him and Robbie, everyone began cheering and clapping. Bessie and Milford were holding up a sign that read “Bon Voyage!” The children ran up to Sportacus, jumping and talking all at once.

“Sportacus!” Ziggy was saying, “I made you a map so you always remember how to get back to Lazytown!” He pushed a blue piece of construction paper into Sportacus’ hands. Lazytown was marked with a bold L and circled with a heart. 

Sportacus was too stunned by all of this to speak. But it didn’t matter because Trixie shoved Ziggy away to say, “We made your dad get well cards!” she said. She, Pixel, and Stingy gave him brightly colored cards, all decorated with “Get Well Soon!” across the front alongside various doodles.

“We didn’t know what color is his favorite so we used all of them!” Pixel explained.

“It was my-” Stingy started to say, but was interrupted by a fifth voice yelling “Sportacus!”

And suddenly Stephanie had jumped into his arms, hugging him with all her might before stepping back. She was in her hero outfit and bouncing on her toes, “Look! I made a special necklace to hold your crystal!” Indeed she had. Hanging from her neck on a leather cord was a small pink pouch. She opened it to reveal his crystal, sitting snug and secure.

He knelt in front of her, placing the cards and map carefully beside him, and pulled her into another hug. She wrapped her arms around his neck, “I’ll promise to keep it safe.” She said, “And I’ll keep Lazytown safe too.” She pulled away and started wiping her cheeks. He took her hands, finally finding his voice. 

“Just remember it’s not all up to you,” Sportacus said, “You can always get help from your friends. And your uncle and Bessie. And Robbie.”

Stephanie sniffed and nodded, smiling once again. He smiled back and picked up his gifts, standing up.

Suddenly, Robbie was beside him. He held open the orange bag.

Sportacus placed the cards and map inside, “I probably didn’t need a whole extra bag just for this.”

“You think this is all of them?” Robbie said, “Once I gave them the idea they wouldn’t stop. The helm of the ship is almost covered in paper.”

“This was... all you?” 

“Did you really think it was Stoogy’s idea?”

“Stingy!”

“Whatever.”

Sportacus grabbed Robbie by the front of his vest and pulled him down for a kiss. He heard what he thought was Bessie wolf whistle. The kids started giggling. 

He released Robbie and took the bags from him.

“Okay. I think I’m ready now.”

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Just a thingy for myself List of LazyTown fanfictions that I need to start reading/finish I can't say if they're good or not cuz I didn't read all of them XD Maybe someone else will find this useful too Warnings: most of them are unfinished and probably SportaRobbie

Robbie Forgotten finished

Half-Light 'verse so apparently this one is nsfw oh well

Sugar Plums ongoing

We Are Number One but it’s a fanfiction

so call us even (for part 5 click here) ongoing

Christmas Was Supposed To Be A Happy Time finished Part 2! ongoing

Congratulations, You've Got Mail ongoing

Not So Rotten ongoing

Fainting Spell ongoing

Peanut Butter Banana Sandwitches 1, 2 parts finished, 3rd never will be

Arrangements ongoing I hope

Someone in Trouble finished

A Hair’s Breadth oneshot Highschool AU

Fae Robbie thing oneshot

My other half Fae AU finished

Pixie Dust half-fae AU ongoing

maple leaves also fae AU I think

Dog finished

Marionettes ongoing

It’s fanfic whit pictures!! what more can you ask for

We must Not Look At Goblin Men if something will happen to Glanni, I’ll go crazy

Cephalothorax wow drider (main story finished, extras ongoing)

On the Ninth ongoing

home is where you are (updated on Valentine, yay :D)

Time Heals All Wounds Cryptid!Sportacus (link doesn’t work, I know)

I Admit I Might Have Overreacted based on tumblr post I can’t find anymore

Hand-holding in the key of Lazytown aka lots of other names

Short Sportarobbie Stories first one here

Sleeping Beauty Comatose Robbie

Random HC #4 - #?? or Sick! Robbie mini fic (other HC: 1 2 3)

Surviving, and Maybe Even Living zombie apocalypse AU ongoing

I hope links are correct List will continue... someday Note to self: stop reading 10 fanfics at the same time

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Epilog of the Sick! Robbie mini fic (#4 - #166)

Epilog!

"Sportacus..."

"Yes, Love?" the hero comes over to their bed with a plate in his hand. There are little sweets and sportscandy on it. Robbie is lying on his back and staring at the ring on his finger, caressing it, admiring it. His voice is absent "They tricked us, didn't they?"

"Into what?" Sportacus drops down next to him as well on his back and offers his partner a wrapped up bonbon. Robbie gives him a short grin "You know what I mean," he grabs a fresh strawberry instead and wiggles with his ring finger right in front of his partner's nose. Sportacus looks surprised when the felf now puts the small fruit into his mouth and frowns the next second, shaking his head as if trying to get rid of the taste again. The hero laughs softly and kisses his ring finger then before replying "I don't know... Did they?"

"We're married now, Sportahusband," Robbie blushes softly, happily again, takes another strawberry and feeds his beloved hero with it. Sportacus blushes as well, eats and then nods "Yeah, I think we are... That was an official cake you ate after all."

"And your official entire-apple-pyramid," Robbie chuckles "The kids really thought of everything. No wonder all this preparation took a whole week! But still. They tricked us..."

"I ask you again: did they?" the hero smiles and now carefully feeds Robbie a piece of chocolate. Now the inventor understands and smiles more while sucking on the sweet. After swallowing he sighs "You're right. They only helped us to do something we've both been too afraid to do although we obviously wanted it..."

Sportacus nods and leans in to kiss his husband. But Robbie quickly turns his head away and reminds in alarm "I just ate candy, Sport!"

"I know," the hero blushes a little more and gently turns his partner's head back, looking him deep into the eyes "But those little amounts left on your lips or tongue only make me...tipsy... And...now that we're married, we're at our honeymoon, right?" he leans in closer again and very softly and slowly kisses Robbie who's staring at him out of wide eyes now. Sportacus feels his own body react on the minimalistic traces of sugar at once. Adrenaline rushes through him and his muscles start to shake for a moment. Then he pulls back and panting rolls onto his back. "Sport?!" Robbie quickly sits up and worriedly bows over him "Sportacus, are you okay?!?"

"Wow..." whispers the hero, opens his eyes again and looks at his partner with a huge grin "Now I'm even more addicted to you, Love!"

"Wha-Umpfh!" Robbie's question is silenced by Sportacus pulling him down and into another, even deeper and more passionate kiss. The next moment the felf wonders whether sportscandy has a similar effect on him as candy has on Sportacus because he suddenly feels tipsy as well and even a little drowsy and he instinctively deepens the kiss even more and loses himself in the feeling of Sportacus so close to him.

When they finally part again they're both panting heavily and staring at each other. Sportacus is roaming the felf's back and neck with his hands, unable to let go or look away from his love. Finally Robbie smirks and tenderly strokes along his husband's chest "Honey, I don't care what time it is. We're officially married now. And I won't wait another second for our wedding night!..."

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Random HC #159 (Continuation of #4 - #158)

Awakening!?

"Hmm..." Robbie's eyelids feel too heavy to open. But that's not that unusual. His throat is dry. Not too special either. This happens when he falls asleep after a day of building and inventing and forgetting to drink. And the rest of his body...feels strangely numb... Okay, even that happens from time to time... But what puzzles him is that all this occurs TOGETHER this time. And...there was something that happened before he fell asleep... Whenever this has been. But what was it? He only remembers his strange dream... And the word 'felf' suddenly feels far too real to be just out of a dream... Maybe...

A hand on his cheek interrupts his thoughts and his body knee jerky reacts with a whimper and an unsuccessful attempt to shuffle away from the touch.

"Shush... Sh, sh, sh... It's okay, Robbie. It's me..." the hand is pulled back even before the soft voice starts to assure him. Robbie stops whimpering and raises a brow with still closed eyes. He knows this voice. This awfully wonderful soft voice... "...Spo-" he coughs and the sudden burning in his throat forces tears into his eyes. But when he tries to blink his eyes open, everything is a wild blur and he whimpers again. "Hush," the hand now takes Robbie's very carefully and squeezes it reassuringly "Don't talk. Breathe, Robbie. It's okay. Everything is okay."

Is it? Robbie isn't so sure about that... "...Wh-Where..." he breaks into another coughing fit and tries to sit up. "Easy," Sportacus carefully slips an arm under his back and helps him to sit up, still holding on to his hand, his voice is low and soothing "We're at the hospital. Everything is fine. You still need rest, but..."

"H-Hos...pital?" rasps the inventor and blinks a few more times to finally clear his vision and look at the hero at his side "Why..." But then it hits him with full force: this was no dream.

This was real.

He's a felf!

He, Sportacus and the citizens of LazyTown are in the land of elves!

They saved his life!

He met his father!

And he and Sportacus...

"Robbie! Breathe!"

He winces when Sportacus suddenly puts a respiratory mask over his face and realizes only now that he's started to hyperventilate. "Hm!" he reflexively shakes his head and breaks into a cold sweat. He doesn't want this mask! He wants it off!

"Robbie," Sportacus carefully cups his cheek again and looks him deep into the eyes, his own soft and warm "Please, try to calm down. Breathe. I'll take it off again then, but first you have to calm your breathing," his hand moves down to Robbie's chest and very gently starts to push down on it rhythmically to guide him through several minutes of hectic breathing...

"Hm...hm?" with a weak smile, Robbie searches Sportacus' eyes. "Right away, Love."

Robbie winces and his eyes grow wide. Blushing scarlet, Sportacus gently removes the breathing mask and murmurs "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to...shock you. It's just..." But before he can finish his apology Robbie suddenly wraps his arms around his neck, pulls him down and into a deep kiss with trembling lips and closed eyes.

A whole minute later, they part again. Both slightly panting. Both looking deep and loving into each others eyes. Both with a deep but happy blush on their cheeks. "I-I'm sorry, Sportacus!" stammers Robbie and lowers his eyes "...I... I just...had to make sure..."

"Shush," with a light smile, the hero gently pushes his chin up and places a finger on Robbie's lips, murmuring "Don't apologize for a perfect moment, Love..." then he carefully cups his cheeks, bows down and kisses him again, even softer and yet more passionate and loving than before. And Robbie melts completely. His eyes flutter shut and finally he manages not to think anything and allows himself to just FEEL.

After they detach from each other again Sportacus notices Robbie's soft, dreamy smile and his still closed eyes and smiles himself. "You look absolutely mesmerizing when you smile, Robbie... Have I told you that already?" he softly strokes his cheek. Robbie blushes dark red again, but smiles even more while softly hitting the hero on the chest "Don't overdo it with your cuteness, Sportacompliment. I'm not sure I can handle it...at this point of our...our..."

"Relationship?" helps Sportacus softly. "Yeah... Relationship..." Robbie absently takes one of Sportacus strong hands between his own and starts playing with it and strokes and squeezes it. Sportacus knows this already. It's a way to relieve stress for the other. But this time, Sportacus believes it's a kind of positive stress. "Sport... How long am I here already? And where are the others? They're all right, right?!" Robbie's eyes and voice grow worried. "Yes. They're fine and glad that you'll recover completely again. Vitur offered them a flat near the hospital, but they insisted on staying in one of the restrooms right here, to be closer to you...us..."

"You didn't leave my room for more than going to the loo, did you, Sportaclingy?" the inventor tries to sound scolding, but the emotion in his voice is superior and he softly traces the veins on the hero's hand with one finger "For how long?"

"Six days."

"WHAT?!" Robbie sits up straight at hearing this and stares at him "You... You're telling me you haven't left this room for SIX WHOLE days?!?"

"Except for 'going to the loo', as you described it, yes. Why?" Sportacus tilts his head. "Why?! Well, Mister I-can't-sit-still-for-more-than-three-minutes, what do you believe?!" Robbie's voice breaks a little "You haven't left this room for almost a whole week...because of me... I just... I don't understand..."

"You're more important to me than anything else, Robbie. Than anyONE else could or will ever be."

"But moving is...your life! How..."

"It WAS. Now YOU are my life, Robbie," Sportacus smiles almost amused. But Robbie shakes his head "It can't be that simple."

"But it is. Robbie," Sportacus softly cups his cheek with his free hand again and looks him deep into the eyes "It may take some time...but I'm sure you'll understand soon that you are more important to me than anything else. Even more than my...flippedy-floppedy." The inventor smiles softly again and nuzzles into the gentle hand on his cheek "I already know that... You wouldn't have taken the risk to try and save me otherwise... What I still consider crazy! But also...lovable and incredible sweet of you."

"Sweet?" the hero chuckles. "Yeah. Sweeter than the best pie the world can offer," Robbie blushes again, but his eyes shine with affection. And Sportacus returns the happy look. Until Robbie's gaze suddenly drops and he looks away. "What? What is it, Robbie? Aren't you feeling well?!" asks his boyfriend concerned and searches his eyes again. "No... Are you... Will you..." Robbie swallows "...stay here now? This...is your home...right?"

"Oh, Robbie," the other sighs relieved and softly, soothingly squeezes his hand "It's not. My home is with you and the kids. LazyTown has become my home. There's nothing that could keep me here. Except...of you..." now it's his turn to become worried "Don't you think...you might...want to stay with your dad..."

"My dad? I...hardly know him. All that I know is that he saved me..."

"That's exactly the reason. You should talk with him. He refused to leave the hospital as well. He is so happy that he finally found you..."

Robbie looks aside and says nothing but he starts kneading Sportacus' hand more nervously again. The hero lowers his head a little to look at Robbie's face from a less threatening appearing angle "Robbie..."

"I don't want that..." whispers the other now barely audible and a single tear rolls down his cheek. "What?"

"I don't want this man to be my father!" Robbie's yell is so loud it shocks even himself and he winces while his tears fall freely now. Sportacus didn't wince at his yell. He's surprised by his boyfriend's reaction but not that shocked. Neither by the fact that the next second, the inventor turns on his side and goes into fetal position, hugging his knees to his chest. He's mumbling to himself "I had no father until now. The man that pretended to be my father didn't act like one. I need no new one now that I'm a grown man!"

"Robbie. That's not really fair to Járn, is it? All he did was trying to protect you since the day you were born..."

"And made me live a hell of a life being bullied and threatened by this Viga-something!" Robbie hugs his legs even tighter and growls in his depressed-anger voice Sportacus hasn't heard in MONTHS "I don't need him! I don't need ANYBODY!"

Silence.

Just a whole minute later Robbie realizes what he just said and his body goes into shock. His voice is small and trembling at his next words "I... I'm so sorry... Sportacus... I didn't... I didn't mean it. I... I..." his stammering drowns in sobs. He almost winces back when the strong but soft hand of his hero returns to his cheek and only notices now that he must've closed his eyes at one point. "Robbie. Shush. It's okay," Sportacus is now kneeling next to the bed and his face is right in front of Robbie's, on his lips a very soft, soothing smile "It's all right..."

"No... No, it's not," whimpers the other lowly and sniffs "You have risked and done everything for me and I say such...such...mean things!"

"Hey..."

"No! I told you I don't deserve you! I'm..." but the next second, Robbie's self hatred words get shut up by soft but steadying firm lips pressing on his own once more. This time he cries during the kiss. And he whimpers lowly. But Sportacus doesn't stop or pull back. He continues to kiss him softly but firmly and shows him that no matter what Robbie still thinks and says about himself he loves him and he always will and won't ever quit telling him how wonderful he is until he starts realizing it's true.

But this will take time. A lot of time. But they got enough of it now...

When Sportacus finally pulls back again, Robbie is panting lightly and his eyes are wide and still filled with tears. His voice is just a trembling whisper "I'm still so afraid... What if Járn...will become just as the man who raised me? And DON'T love me? I... I'm not sure whether I could...take this again... Because I'll disappoint him just like I always do... I... I just know that..."

"No. You're mistaken there," Sportacus soothingly starts caressing his cheeks with his thumbs "Robbie. Love. He's your DAD! You can't disappoint him!"

"Of course I can! He's an elf like you! And he's a hero like you! And now look at me! I'm...the opposite of both of you! That you can bear and live with that...and even somehow...love me...okay. I dare to believe that now. But this stranger? Loving the cause for trouble and the end of his career? I don't think so," Robbie smiles sadly and slowly sits up again, hugging his knees to his chest once more, resting his chin on his knees he stares at the white wall ahead of him "You're too good for this world, Sport. Too pure. You believe in the good in people... And you believe that someone like me can have a better...a loved life... But...you know how clumsy I am. Physically AND psychically. Járn...has no idea what kind of person I am. He doesn't know that I'm...this way..."

"But you are PERFECT the way you are!" contradicts Sportacus firmly and drops down on the bed again, wrapping his arms around his depressed boyfriend. "No, don't gimme that. Nobody is. But I definitely am even less than most other people! And you know it!"

"But you are Robbie, Robbie! You are what and WHO you are and that IS perfect! I see that! Our friends see that! And your father will too! I KNOW that!"

"Why are you insisting that I get close to him, hm?!" Robbie suddenly gives him a suspicious but mostly scared look, thinking 'Maybe he's trying to convince me to stay here to get rid of me?... No! Stop thinking that! He loves you!'. He shakes his head, trying to get this thought out of his mind again.

"...Because...you have the chance to..." Sportacus' voice sounds low and small out of a sudden. Robbie winces and looks at him. There's a heavy silence between them for a moment. Then Robbie carefully, leans his head on Sportacus' shoulder and hesitatingly wraps an arm around him "I'm not...the only one who found out more about his past, am I?..."

Sportacus snuggles closer and leans against him, murmuring "Yeah... But that's...not important right now..."

"Ey," Robbie hustles him and gives him a scolding look "I'm the one in this relationship who thinks he's not important. You are NOT allowed to believe so of yourself. You are there for me and I want to be there for you as well! And I will learn to become better at this! And now tell me everything that has happened during the time we've been separated. Please..."

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Random HC #166 (Continuation of#4 - #165)

Yes!

'I'm gonna faint! I'm gonna faint right in front of everybody and then they'll wanna know why! And what do I tell them? The truth: I don't know why, myself...'

"Robbie! You look awesome!"

The felf winces so bad he almost falls over the guardrail next to him but he quickly holds on to it. "I'm sorry!" Stephanie is next to him so fast Robbie winces again and she gives him a confused look "What's wrong?"

"Nothing..." the felf straightens up again and clears his throat while letting the telescope snap back up and disappear again. "You are pale," states the girl firmly. "I'm not."

"Oh yeah, you ARE."

"Fine!" sighs the inventor and leans on the railing again "To be honest...I'm not feeling so well... I'm not sure..."

"You're just nervous! That's normal!" the pink girl gives him a warm hearted smile and gently strokes his arm "You'll feel better once you're with Sportacus again."

'I'm not so sure whether this won't make it worse this time...' thinks Robbie and swallows hard then he looks at his friend "I'm feeling even much, much worse than when I was at Ziggy's birthday party..."

"You're afraid of messing up. But don't worry about that. Nothing can go wrong. All you have to do is walk to the altar and then say 'I do.' when it's time," she smiles and then adds with a slight grin "And remember, it's only a game."

"I...think I need to sit down..." Robbie actually feels as if his stomach is turning. Why does the thought of this being a game make him feel worse instead of better? He doesn't notice Stephanie's almost soft smile when she now takes his hand and gently pulls him along "Come on. Take a look at yourself in the mirror." The felf just follows her on wobbly legs and soon sees himself wearing a dark purple suit that, Stephanie definitely is right, looks absolutely amazing on him. A very faint smile washes over his lips. "See? It's like you're made to play this role!" whispers the girl now encouragingly. "Huh..." Robbie looks at her "What would I do without you, hm?"

"Not playing wedding."

"That's true!" the felf laughs lowly then he takes her hand this time and guides her over to his big orange chair "Take a seat. It's your turn now."

"My turn?" she looks confused how her friend just smiles lightly, goes over to a big chest, rummages through it and then takes a small piece of clothes out. He winks at her and then suddenly spins around in his quick way. Stephanie watches with huge eyes and open mouth. When he stops he holds up a wonderful dress in a softer pink tone than her usual dresses but the shape is even more eye-catching than the color: a true dress for a maid of honor.

"Is that... Is that for me?" she stands up and walks over to him slowly. "I don't know anyone else with a pink style," he smiles and hands it to her "Do you like it?"

"Whether I like it?! Robbie! That's beautiful! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" she hugs him firmly and mutters "This will be the most wonderful wedding ever!"

Robbie smiles although he can't wonder a little about her choice of words...

"I've never seen you in a suit before, I guess..." Ziggy tilts his head. "Yeah... I didn't even have one...until Bessie dragged me to the fashion shop three days ago..." Sportacus smiles shyly but then adds with slightly proud voice "But you look very neat as well, Ziggy."

"Yeah... Bessie dragged us to the shop as well yesterday..." the boy sighs but then smiles again "Dark blue is looking good on you."

"Thank you. Ziggy..."

"Yes?"

"...Nothing..." the hero looks back at the mirror and like this at himself. He wanted to ask the boy why the whole town makes such a huge fuss about this game. As if it was more than just a game... But then he was too...scared to actually ask his friend. It's ridiculous anyway, right?!

"Is everything okay?" Ziggy gently nudges his arm. "Yes," the hero smiles and takes a deep breath "I'm just...nervous... This is...no sports game after all..." he smiles wryly. "Aw, I'm sure you'll do great as always! Both of you!"

"Thank you, Ziggy," Sportacus tenderly strokes with his hands over his suit to smooth it out, then he takes a look at the clock and feels some of the color leaving his face "Oh... Okay... I think...it's time... We should head for the altar now..."

"I can't do this, Steph..." Robbie sways while attempting to turn around and flee the scene. "Careful!" the girl quickly grabs his arm and supports him "Robbie. You can't quit now. Sportacus is waiting for you already."

"And I'm gonna faint if I take one step further towards the altar," whimpers the felf lowly and staggers again "I'm sorry! I can't do this..."

"Robbie. You faced this Vigamaður and beat him. You saved Sportacus. And you were ready to sacrifice yourself for us. I'm completely SURE that you'll do perfectly fine in a few minutes."

"That was something else! Stephanie, I'm feeling as if my heart is gonna jump out of my chest and run away even faster than me! I feel sick and shaky... I...may got the flew or something... Maybe we should at least...delay this?!"

The pink girl sighs "Robbie Rotten. One question: Do you love Sportacus?"

"What? Of course! I mean... Yeah... I... I do..." Robbie blushes heavily what is an improvement to his former paleness. "See? And he loves you as well. Just think of this until all this is over. You'll see, you won't even notice what's going on then. Pinky swear!"

"And what if I'm gonna faint though?"

"Then Sportacus will be there to catch you."

This does it. Robbie can't believe it but this simple fact calms him within two seconds and he starts to smile softly "Yeah... He will, won't he?... Okay... Okay!" he breathes through again and takes Stephanie's hand "Let's do this!"

'I've never seen anybody put THAT much effort into a game before, I think... Even less when they aren't even the main actors of it!' thinks Sportacus while trying his best not to wiggle too much while waiting in front of the altar. But his thoughts get drawn to the carpet leading towards him, the moment Pixel lets the wedding music play. And he freezes. Stephanie, in a new dress that definitely wears the felf's creation signature is guiding an incredible handsome looking Robbie into his direction while Bessie busily decorates the path in front of them with flowers. The felf is visibly struggling to hide his nervousness but that makes it only cuter and more precious for the whole group, including the hero.

Sportacus gulps. Suddenly he worries whether he looks fine enough for this occasion. Of course, it's just a game! ...But still... Robbie definitely looks as if this is the real thing... The elf risks a quick glance down on himself, checking whether his own outfit is smooth and well adjusted.

Robbie and his maid of honor move slowly, gracefully. With each step the felf's legs grow heavier and wobblier and his heartbeat and breathing pick up. In this moment he regrets not taking the opportunity to hide his face behind a bridal veil because he fears that he looks like he's actually going to be sick every second now. Stephanie must've sensed this because she now gently strokes over his arm they're linked with already and whispers "Sportacus appears to be just as nervous as you. But remember no matter what, he'll catch you..."

Robbie nods feebly and takes a deep breath. The final few meters and up the small stairs. Then Stephanie releases his arm so he can step right next to his beloved hero...and Robbie trips. He doesn't know why. Whether it's been an irregularity in the final step or just his weak legs...

But he's there.

Just like Stephanie said he would be.

Sportacus' strong but gentle hands have grabbed one of his own and his shoulder and keep him upright.

"Robbie..." Sportacus looks at him, mildly shocked and worried but mostly just as nervous as the felf himself. "I-I'm...sorry! That... That wasn't...intentionally..." stammers the inventor and blushes and pales by turns. "I know," the elf smiles softly and gently pulls him closer to himself, taking his other hand as well now and locking eyes with him, then he repeats in another meaning "I know."

Robbie swallows and forces himself to exhale slowly, then he nods. Another second of mute staring passes then they slowly let go of each other and turn to the mayor who's dressed up in his best suit as well. After a small nod of the hero Milford starts the ceremony speech.

Robbie finds that the girl was right with that as well, he reflexively doesn't really follow the ceremony but focuses on the memory of the look Sportacus gave him seconds ago when he caught him. One of pure love and admiration. And during this it very slowly dawns on him why all this is so hard for him to pull through...

And Sportacus? He had this realization already the moment the felf climbed up the few stairs to him and then practically fell right into his arms. And just like Robbie he isn't really paying attention to anything the mayor says.

At least until Milford asks the first formal question "Sportacus, hero of LazyTown, do you take Robert Theodore Rottano Járnson as your rightful groom for better or worse?"

Robbie winces lightly at hearing his full real name for the first time in years again together with the cultural addition and shortly glances at his father, standing close to Sportacus with the proudest smile one can imagine. But then the felf's full attention is on Sportacus again who's looking at him now with soft, deeply loving eyes and answers lowly but firmly "I do."

Robbie tries so hard not to, but he feels that he's already starting to cry.

"And you, Robert Theodore Rottano Járnson, do you take Sportacus as your rightful groom?"

The felf's mind goes blank and his mouth dry but he hears himself reply like in trance "Y-Yes... Yes, I do." And then he can barely believe his own eyes when he sees Sportacus is starting to cry now as well.

"Wonderful!" Milford interrupts their staring at each other with a happy clapping of his hands and says "Now if you'd be so kind and exchange rings."

Robbie blinks slowly. Rings? What rings?

Sportacus seems just as clueless.

But then Járn and Stephanie step up and Robbie's father hands Sportacus a ring that has a small basketball on top instead of a diamond. Both men smile at seeing this and Sportacus gently takes Robbie's hand to slide the ring on his trembling finger. The felf looks at it for a moment then he takes the ring for Sportacus from Stephanie and his smile softens when he sees that the decoration for this one is a tiny purple cake figure. Carefully, he puts the ring on his partner's finger and then reflexively, tightly grabs his hand. "Very good! Now you might..." But Robbie is faster than the mayor's words. He doesn't think, he just leans in and kisses the hero deeply with closed eyes. Sportacus returns it reflexively and all of their friends begin to cheer.

After a whole minute the felf pulls back again and blushes a dark shade of red but he smiles. The hero smiles as well and then squeezes Robbie's hand, turns around to look at all of their friends and then guides his husband through the path they made for the couple. Towards the cake and a huge party...and a bright future.

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Random HC #158 (Continuation of #4 - #157)

Reunion?!

"ROBBIE!" Sportacus takes the helmet off quicker than Járn can help him do so, then he jumps up from the chair and runs towards the cage. "Sportacus, wait! The barrier..." calls the inventor with tear muffled voice. But his concern for his boyfriend getting hurt is unnecessary. "What..." he gets hugged by the blue elf through the bars and his brain is too emotional and too exhausted to be confused about this sudden disappearance of the magical barrier for longer than half a minute. "What the hell is that?!" Vigamaður sees this disallowed body contact and calls angrily "QUICK! Guards, we have to restore the barrier! The felf..."

"I broke it down," interrupts Vitur calm but strict and then gestures at one of the guards. The elf shows the key to the elvish and human kids who are still forming a living barricade around the cage and they let him pass. Just two minutes later Robbie is free and shaking and noticably scared, and confused leaves the cage. Vigamaður is horrified "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!? You're setting a felf free it took YEARS to capture! This is MADNESS!"

"Vigamaður! You are not only disrespectful to your elder in this moment, you have been misusing your heroic status for an act of revenge against your peer! And you have been manipulating evidence and lying concerning the actions and crimes this felf committed. You are dismissed of your hero title from this moment on and there will be an investigation of your crimes against justice, the elder's circle and our highest ethic of respecting every human life!"

"WHAT?!"

"Guards. Arrest him."

"You don't DARE! I captured this felf! I risked EVERYTHING! Why don't you FINALLY ACKNOWLEDGE me?!?"

"Acknowledgement gain the people who deserve it, Vigamaður. Not the ones betraying and plotting against your own kind."

"OWN kind?! This is a FELF!!!"

"This is getting old, you know?" interferes Járn now calmly, with a light smile while he's standing there with crossed arms and tilted head "Yes, I made a mistake all these years ago. Not the one to fall in love with Robbie's mother. Love never is a mistake. But I admit that we should have been more careful...not to have a child. For the safety of the world and especially for the child's sake..."

Robbie winces in Sportacus' embrace and the hero quickly hugs him tighter to soothe him, giving the older elf a hard stare. Járn notices this and continues it with a soft smile "Please, let me finish, Sportacus. The power of a felf is hard to control, yes. Harder than that of an elf or a fae. And that Robbie and his mother even survived his birth was luck...and fate... But it's also not impossible like the elders believed for so long. You proved them all wrong, Robbie. My Dear," he steps closer and reaches out to cup the felf's cheek "My son..." But Robbie winces back and tries to hide his face in Sportacus' arms. He's shivering and he just wants to shut his ears and eyes and drown in black silence for a moment. The only thing, the only person keeping him from breaking down completely is the town hero who came for his rescue. Like he always does. Always did since the first day he arrived in LazyTown. LazyTown... What would Robbie give to be there right now. Yeah, he'd even enjoy hearing the noise of playing kids! But no... All he hears now is the continuing arguing of Vigamaður, Vitur and Járn...his father... He hears it, but his brain puts no sense to their words.

Only when Vigamaður starts screaming his protest of being arrested and led away to prison out of the arena, he reacts again with a low whimper and buries his face even more into his boyfriend's neck. "Robbie?" murmurs Sportacus a little worried and gently strokes his head "Robbie, are you all right?"

"I... I...don't..." the inventor starts to shiver even worse and even sounds like hyperventilating a little. "Robbie..." Sportacus tries to push him off his shoulder to look him into the eyes, but the other starts flailing at once "Robbie, look at me!"

"I'm...trying..." murmurs the other and struggles to keep his eyes open, a mild smile washing over his face when his hand weakly squeezes Sportacus' arm "Did we... Did we...win?"

"Yes," tears fill the hero's eyes and he cups Robbie's cheek. Sportacus smiles when the other doesn't flinch away at his touch, but he also notices Járn's sad look when he has to realize once again that his own son trusts his declared former enemy and now boyfriend so much more than his own father. But the next second, Robbie demands all of his attention again when his legs suddenly give way underneath him and he falls heavily in his hero's arms. "Robbie!"

"I'm...okay..." mumbles the inventor weakly, his eyes already falling shut "...Just...sleepy..." The next second, he whimpers lowly when a warm, broad hand that's not Sportacus' is placed on his forehead. But he's too weak to fight. "Take the kid to the hospital. He needs treatment and care...and the right food," states Vitur, who the hand belongs to, now calmly. Sportacus looks at him, still a little suspicious "But no fruits! His body isn't working like ours. He needs..."

"...sweets. Yes. Don't worry," Vitur smiles friendly at him "We won't hurt him even more. You have my word young Hero."

"Okay... Thanks!" with a relieved sigh, Sportacus now simply picks Robbie up in his arms. Albeit with a light huff and a short tremble in his own legs. "Sport..." mumbles Robbie weakly but as angry as he can "Don't. You're..."

"I'm good. Really. I'll take you to the hospital. I won't let go of you until we're there! That's definite!"

"You...stubborn blue...elf..."

"YOUR stubborn blue elf," whispers the hero and plants a soft kiss on Robbie's cheek. There's a many voiced 'Awwwwww!' going through the arena the very next second. The inventor blushes very lightly due to his pale, tired looking skin, but smiles softly. He doesn't have to open his eyes to know that they're escorted by the town kids and Bessie and Milford. And this knowledge soothes him. But on the other hand he doesn't really care or even wonder whether Járn and the doctor who helped him also join the small caravan to the nearby hospital. And neither does Sportacus or the citizens of LazyTown. All they care about and focus on is Robbie's safety and health. Everything else can be taken care of when this nightmare is truly over once and for all...

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Random HC #157 (Continuation of #4 - #156)

Unmasked!?

"My parents got killed by felves!"

"Uhm... Vigamaður... How do you...get that idea, boy?"

"I remember it! And felves are bad, just like you said, Sir!"

"Well... Yes. But you can't..."

"They killed my parents and that's why I'm here now!" snaps the kid and crosses his arms in front of his chest. "Enough, Vigamaður! I don't want to hear another word of this, or you'll get punished! I wish to finish the class without any further interruptions! Understood?"

"...Yes..." murmurs the boy and looks aside. "What was that?"

"Yes, Sir."

"Aha. Good. Then we'll go back to topic..."

"My parents were famous felf hunters! Do you REALLY think you can beat ME, Járn?!"

"Whatever your parents have been is of no matter as long as YOU keep fighting like THAT!" mocks the other teenager with a laugh and sends Vigamaður flying through the sports hall with a strong boost of energy. He needs a moment after he hit the ground, but then he jumps up with a growl ready to attack. His eyes are gleaming with anger and hatred. "Okay, enough for now!" the teacher steps between the two fighters and raises both hands in a stopping motion "Járn, that was pretty good already, but remember to put more energy behind it in serious fights. Vigamaður, you were blinded by rage and let your guard down. You have to work harder on that. Don't let yourself get provoked this easily. Both of you understood?"

"Yes, Sir!" Járn nods and turns around. Vigamaður looks after him with still gleaming eyes while murmuring as well "...Yes, Sir..."

"You are both in your senior year at this hero school! You should be ashamed to get into a physical fight at this age! And you were lucky none of you got seriously hurt during this nonsense! So whatever problem there is between the two of you will cause no further incidents from now on! Or else I have no choice but to exclude you from this school. What would be a shame since you're our best students of your age-group. But we won't allow this kind of rivalry between our students! Is that understood?"

Silent nodding.

"Good. Then shake hands and make up!"

"...And now applause for our valedictorian - Járn!"

The young man is greeted with cheerful applause from the entire hall of students and teachers when he climbs on the podium and clears his throat for holding his speech. There's only one pair of hands that doesn't clap. Vigamaður is standing in the crowd with his arms crossed and a hurt, but mostly angry glare. Nobody cared that he was openly displaying his hatred for Járn because nobody was paying him any attention. But at least he was confident that this would change, that one day he'd best his rival. And until then he was glad that he wouldn't have to see him every day anymore...

"Járn is becoming an elder?! That can't be true!" Vigamaður slams his fist on the desk in front of him before he balls up the letter in his other hand and throws it across his airship "Why are they doing this to me?? What did HE ever do, I didn't do as well?! NOTHING! And how do they even DARE to invite me to his ceremony?! To mock me?! If my new mission wouldn't start in a few days, I'd dig up so much dirt around him that they'd EXCLUDE him COMPLETELY from this circle and not PROMOTE him!" He takes a few deep breaths in and forces himself to calm down. "Okay... Let him have his little triumph. The bigger they are, the harder they fall... And he WILL fall!..."

"A kid! He's got a kid with a fae! That's too perfect to be true!" lowly cheering, Vigamaður leaves the village of the humans and with this the talkative woman of the grocery behind. That's his lucky day. And it wasn't even that hard to dig up dirt of his old rival. Perfect! The card house was set now all he had to do was blow against it a little. "Járn's world will tumble and crumble until there's nothing left but ruins!"

"This little bastard!" swears the elf while bandaging up his hand. Once again one of those silly inventions of the rebellious boy Robbie Rotten had exploded and hurt Vigamaður and almost the other kids as well. "If I could only prove that he's a felf! But he doesn't only look perfectly human, his aura also doesn't give away any kind of magical roots! How is that even possible?! I KNOW that Járn is his father and this fae his mother! But either he actually doesn't have any powers or he'll only develop them when he's grown up. That would explain why he survived his birth, at all... But that means I'll have to wait to finally complete my vengeance... Wait...and return to LazyTown later, when I can execute the punishment that is meant for felves. And I'll make sure Járn will witness this...and feel the pain he deserves..."

That can't be true! This young, foolish, awfully NICE elf couldn't possibly go on HIS mission! HE was supposed to capture this rotten felf and bring him here! Not this...Sportacus!

"Rotten is a dangerous subject. I don't think it's a good idea to let a completely inexperienced young hero take on this mission on his own! I have been in this town already and watched over this man when he's been a child. I should at least accompany...Number Ten."

"That's a very generous and thoughtful offer, Vigamaður, but your services are required here. You're an elder now. And you know how well trained our young heroes are. Sportacus will earn experience on this mission. But you're welcome to follow me now when I send him off and give him some tips."

"Yes that's...a good idea. I'll come gladly..." Vigamaður forces a smile, but if the other elder had taken a closer look, he'd have seen the anger reflected in his eyes...

"I volunteer for this mission. I know this town and especially this villain best."

"I agree that the alarm of the crystal is worrying and that this Rotten appears to be a greater problem than we thought. And we'll send someone to capture him and look after Sportacus. But an elder..."

"With all dutiful respect. This has been MY mission all along. And I told you that it was irresponsible to send a completely inexperienced young hero out to stop such a troublemaker. We can't risk to lose even more heroes on this mission. I will go. Even if I have to talk with our highest elders to get the allowance..."

"All right... You convinced me. Chose some guards to assist you and take the new airship."

"Yes, Sir. I won't disappoint you!" Vigamaður nods thankfully and bows a little, but when he turns to leave the other elder's office, the smile on his face is replaced by a dark smirk. 'Soon.' he thinks 'Very soon, I'll finally get my revenge. And then I'll make sure that this Rotten belongs to the six percent who DON'T survive the cleansing...'

'Sportacus. I... I don't even know what I'm doing right now... You're still sick and unconscious and... And I don't think we'll ever see each other again... And I... I just want you...need you to know that...I love you. With all my heart. With...whatever I truly am... And I wish we had more time to...to do...whatever people who love each other usually do. Huh... I warned you. I'm bad at this. Bad at...emotions...and at...close relationships... But...you made me the best I could be, I guess... And I'm thankful for that. Whatever happens now with me... I know that I'm not a complete villain. I felt happy and good with you. And now all that I care about is that you will become completely healthy again. So... I... God, I'm babbling. And I don't even know if whatever I'm trying to do works! So just... Just know that I love you, okay? More than anything. More than my own life... And... And when you get back to the kids... Tell them that I... I'm glad that we became real friends...in the end... And that none of you DARES to cry after me or something! Remember, I...was your VILLAIN most of the time and... Oh... Who am I kidding... Just... Just take care of them, will you? And of yourself... I... I will never forget any of you, no matter what. I love you...'

There have been many more memories of Vigamaður than that, of course, but these were the most important turning points where neither Sportacus nor Robbie have been present. And the ones who clearly give away his hunger for revenge and his decision to practically make sure that Robbie gets killed by the cleansing...

And then there's been Robbie's message for Sportacus...

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Random HC #162 (Continuation of #4 - #161)

Fight?!

"You can try to protect your bastard son as much as you like, Járn, it won't do you any good!"

"May I remind you that you didn't beat me in school, Viggi? Not even ONCE!" mocks Járn with a grin. Blíður laughs out "Viggi?!"

"You haven't won yet, Járno. And this time you won't!"

"We'll see, hm?" the other grins, then he explains for Blíður "We used to tease each other with these names. Well, he was teased but I wasn't."

"Are you two sure you were enemies all the time?" Blíður tilts his head "That sounds more like a 'frenemy'-relationship to me..."

"Don't you DARE!" hisses Vigamaður and steps closer to the doctor "I HATE this..."

"Yeah, and that's why you attacked my boy. You are SO brave!" Járn steps between his friend and his enemy and glares at the latter "A TRUE man would've tried to kill ME personally not my son!"

"Your bastard son is dangerous filth!"

"YOU are the dangerous trash can here, Vigamaður!"

"You call ME a trash can, you scum?!"

"Is this...gonna take long, you guys?" interrupts Blíður now acted carefully "I've got places to be, you know... By the way, how did you get out of prison, Vigamaður?"

"Do you think I am the only one who still knows that these felves are dangerous enemies?! Not everybody in this town has lost his mind! We'll start a rebellion to save the rest of the people who can't speak up against Vitur's insanity! But first I'm gonna get rid of the cause of all this mess!"

"If you even THINK about touching Robbie, you'll regret it!" Járn approaches him and his body tenses up, getting ready to fight. "Járn..." warns Blíður lowly. He doubts that Vigamaður is here to fight with words. What is his plan?

"Rotten is just as plain as his father," mocks Vigamaður and shrugs "The fact that he needs all these people, even KIDS to protect him is ridiculous!"

"You locked him up in a cage that drew his powers from him! He couldn't fight you, you coward! And he only surrendered because he was scared for Sportacus!" Járn clenches his hands into fists and steps closer to the former elder "You were just AFRAID of him!"

"Járn," warns Blíður again and steps next to him to hold him back "Don't react on his provocations. We need to arrest him."

"You should listen to your companion, Járn. This time there's no teacher to save you, no Vitur...and no RULES!" with this, Vigamaður takes a quick step to the side, drawing a knife during this motion and attacks the doctor. "Hey!" Járn quickly pushes Blíður away and out of reach for their enemy, but he doesn't see the second blade in Vigamaður's other hand "Ah!"

"Járn!"

"Ha! Grown old, haven't you?! Old and slow! That's almost too easy now!" laughs the escaped prisoner and attacks again. Járn doesn't even look at the deep, bleeding cut on his arm. He dives under the attacking blades and then tries to grab his arms and force them back. But he stumbles over his own legs and hits the living room table. Járn manages to catch himself and get back on his feet about one meter away from Vigamaður but he's shaking his head as if trying to get rid of something. "Járn?!" Blíður is next to him at once and grabs his arm "What's..." But Járn already pushes him away hard enough so they both end up on the ground and dodge the next attack. But Blíður doesn't need an answer anyway. Jumping back to his feed he growls "You coward! These daggers are forbidden in our country!"

"No rules!" reminds Vigamaður with a grin and approaches Blíður again "You should rethink your choice of sides, Doc. It would be a shame to kill a good doctor like you. Remember, you're no trained fighter. And you saw what I did with the elf who used to beat me when we were children."

"You're insane! And I'd rather die than cooperate with you, you traitor!"

"Too bad..."

"What do you see?"

"Járn's...down..."

"What?! We have to..."

"Robbie," Sportacus closes the door again, grabs the felf's shoulders and looks him into the eyes "Vigamaður has eitur-daggers!"

"He got what now?"

"Forbidden knives you can only get at the blackmarket in human towns close by. They've been used in ancient rebellions in the elvish world before we swore off of any weapons. They have similar effects on us like sugar when they touch our blood...only worse... We need a plan!"

"We don't have TIME!" Robbie takes a deep breath "Listen. I'm not like you. These things probably won't work on me. You stay, I handle this."

"That's no plan, that's suicide! You do remember it's YOU he's after, right?!" Sportacus takes his boyfriend's hands and searches his eyes again "Robbie, THINK! Where is the man who had so many plans to get rid of me, hm?"

"None of these plans ever worked! And these weren't serious situations! You know that!" Robbie grows desperate but just like Sportacus he keeps his voice down the whole time. "Robbie..." the hero softly cups his boyfriend's cheek now and caresses it soothingly with his thumb "Calm down, Love. You are smart and clever. Together we can do this, but we mustn't rush things. Blíður is holding up surprisingly well as it seems."

"You're not so dumb either, Sport," states the felf with a weak smile and hugs him with closed eyes. They stay like this for about five seconds. Then Robbie opens his eyes again and whispers "Do you remember our battle when I dressed up as Rottenbeard the pirate?"

"Sure. The kids had a lot of fun back then. And me too."

"The kids told you how to fight to defeat me..." Robbie reluctantly breaks the hug to look at his companion now "These daggers aren't as long as a sword. You have to keep Vigamaður on distance like this, so he won't hurt you. Do you think you can manage?"

"Yeah, but I got no sword... And I doubt that a balloon-sword will be sufficient this time..."

"You fought with tennis rackets, Sport," reminds Robbie with a smile "But I agree, that won't be enough now. Stay here. I'll be right back!" with this he turns around and quickly but silently hurries back into the cellar.

"Robbie!? Is everything all right?! Where..."

"Sorry, no time for this, Mum!" the felf hurries to one of the shelves and searches for some metallic things he's seen there before when they fled here. "Honey, what are you doing?"

"Building a weapon. I hope. Everybody take a step back, please," Robbie takes a deep breath in and focuses, thinking to himself 'Okay... You've done this countless times already. Just ignore the fact that this is SERIOUS now...'. Then he closes his eyes, breathes out and does what he always does: creating. But this time he doesn't let his magic stream through the machine in his layer but works manually...

It's far more exhausting like this...

When he opens his eyes again he's holding a sword-like item in his hands and sighs with a relieved smile. "Robbie... That was... Wow!" whispers his foster father with huge eyes. Robbie just smiles wryly and turns to head back "You stay here. We'll take care of this."

"Be careful, Dear!" calls Bessie after him. The felf's smile grows softer at hearing this although he doesn't look back. Bessie never held a grudge against him for too long, no matter how much mischief he planned...

"Robbie, we should hurry up... Wow! Where did you..."

"Made it out of metallic trash."

"Did I mention how much I adore and admire you, Robbie?" Sportacus smiles brightly and plants a quick kiss on his cheek. "Sporadically, yeah," Robbie blushes dark red then clears his throat "Okay. Listen, here's my...plan..."

"You might...beat us...but you won't get Robbie! He'll...survive and live! For all the felves that ever got killed or suppressed by our folk!" pants Blíður exhausted and tries to roll away on the ground again. But this time Vigamaður is faster and the next second he's pressing his foot into the doctor's chest. He sneers "He'll be the next one to be crushed by my force," with this he raises the daggers and brings them down on Blíður...

CLANG!

"What..."

"Not on my watch!"

"Sportacus!" calls Blíður weakly, unsure whether to be relieved that the young hero caught Vigamaður's blades with a slightly strange looking sword, or to be angry that he came out from their safe shelter and didn't try to flee instead of interfering in his already lost battle. "Well, well, well... If that isn't the little milksop! Only the bastard son missing now, then we got the whole company together!" mocks Vigamaður and pulls his daggers back, retreating a little but only to grin at the hero and start to circle him slowly "You know that you don't stand a chance, right? Where is your little friend hiding, hm?"

Sportacus quickly helps Blíður up with his free hand and orders "Get Járn out of here! I'll take care of this guy..." His opponent snickers "Oh, I'm terrified!"

"But Sportacus..."

"Now!"

"...Be careful..." Blíður gives him a worried look then struggles to drag the unconscious Járn away from the battle field and into the next room. "You know... The battle with Járn has been over before it really started. His feelings for this felf have made him so WEAK! It's ridiculous!" Vigamaður chuckles and tilts his head "And you actually managed to fall for him, hm?! You do realize that mating with a felf could've been the last thing you do, right?! He probably already infected you with whatever he has!"

'You have to promise me that you won't let him get in your head! No matter what he says! I think that has been my father's mistake already... Don't listen to him! Focus on surviving this. For me.' These words that Robbie said to him before they started their plan are louder than Vigamaður's insults and help Sportacus to follow his boyfriend's advice now. He blocks the other's attacks surprisingly easy but retreats further and further towards the kitchen door. When his back hits the wood he frowns and then quickly blocks the next attack and holds with his sword against the daggers. "Nowhere to go, Sportalooser!" snares Vigamaður and grins devilishly. Sportacus' frown suddenly turns into a smirk now as well and he says lowly "Same goes for you."

Then the door in his back gets opened and he jumps back and like this into the kitchen in perfect timing. Vigamaður is too surprised to remove the weight he put on the daggers to force Sportacus to break down and therefore now tumbles into the kitchen as well. As soon as he's over the door step he falls over a leg that definitely doesn't belong to the young hero and the next moment Vigamaður sees a huge cake approaching his face and he's too slow to close his in surprise opened mouth again.

Sweetness that doesn't come from fruits invades his senses, then he blacks out.

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Random HC #160 (Continuation of #4 - #159)

Decisions!?

Robbie hasn't been aware that he must've fallen asleep in Sportacus' arms again shortly after the hero finished telling him everything he missed while being imprisoned. And when he now opens his eyes again he notices at once that the night is over and the break of dawn reveals the first shine of the sun falling through the window and gently tickling his nose. A mild smile washes over Robbie's lips and he sighs softly at the realization that he's not only alive but actually...loved and cared about and that now, everything will become all right again... "Sport?" he whispers lowly, shyly while his hand searches for the body of his boyfriend behind his back. He furrows his brows when all he grabs is a big and still warm pillow.

"Sportacus just went to get breakfast for both of you," explains a low voice very softly now. Though Robbie jumps up in his bed and turns his head around to look at the person who spoke. He's shaking and reflexively pulls the blanket tighter around himself in an attempt to hold on to something.

"Easy. It's okay. It's me," Járn is standing at the wall across the bed and shows Robbie his bare palms in a calming gesture "Everything is okay. Nobody will hurt you anymore."

Robbie pulls the cover and the pillow that replaced Sportacus' body tight against his chest and watches the other man in the room carefully like a hawk, not saying anything.

"Robbie..." the other smiles very softly and takes a step towards the bed. The inventor winces. Járn stops and his eyes take on a slightly sad glance but his voice remains soft "I know you don't trust me yet. And you have all reason to be angry with me, my son. But please..."

"...Don't call me that..." rasps Robbie and swallows hard, not daring to look away from the other although he knows he can see the tears gathering in his eyes now. Járn lowers his eyes now and for the first time in his life, Robbie sees an elf giving in to his defeat. And this feels...utterly wrong to him. So when Járn now slowly heads for the door to leave in silence, the felf remembers everything Sportacus has told him before and whispers lowly "...Wait..." The older elf stops and slowly turns his head back to look at him. Robbie swallows hard again and then mumbles "I'm...sorry... I didn't...mean it like that... I just... I don't know what to do..." Robbie looks down on the pillow in his hands and tries to smoothe the fine texture of the cloth. Very carefully Járn comes over to the bed now and replies softly and just as lowly "Don't apologize. It is I who has to be sorry! Back when you were born I couldn't imagine what could happen to you because of Vigamaður's hatred towards me. I thought you'd be safe with the humans... I was wrong. We were wrong. But please believe me...your mother and I loved you dearly! More than anything! When I lost her, I was so sad... But when I got to know that you're still alive, I couldn't believe my luck! And though...I realized just during the past few days...that I almost put the sake of our revolution for your kind over your life...the life of my own son... And I can't apologize enough for this. I can only hope...that you'll be able to forgive me sometime..."

Robbie just listens to this and his eyes grow huge. He isn't used being apologized to. Not at all. And not like THAT.

"It's... It's...okay..." he sniffs lowly but tries a wry, shy smile. "No, it's not. Robbie... I..." Járn reaches for him with one hand but hesitates "I can't make up for all these years that you had to live without the father you deserved... I'd give anything to do so..."

Robbie looks at the outstretched hand of the elf and then takes a deep breath, closes his eyes and leans in and presses his cheek into the surprisingly soft palm. His body goes rigid for several seconds and he doesn't dare to breathe or move. Járn neither. He looks at Robbie with just as wide eyes and as unmoving.

After almost one minute Robbie's body relaxes enough to start breathing again.

After more than three he manages a weak smile and whispers with still closed eyes "Sportacus said...that touches don't have to hurt... That's not their main purpose... And he said...that I should try to allow them more often...by people I...trust enough..."

"So you...trust me?..." whispers Járn with audible emotion in his voice. "I'm...trying to... I... I want to," whispers Robbie back and opens his eyes to look at his father "Sport said that you heroes don't have parents... It hurts him to know that... And I...realized that I should be thankful to have...a dad who actually cares for me... But I think I need some more time to get used to this thought... There's so much I still have to get used to now..." he sighs softly. Járn smiles and very gently wipes his son's tears away. Robbie closes his eyes again at this careful touch and breathes in and out in a steady rhythm. Then he smiles lightly and murmurs with still closed eyes "Sport... Do come closer, Love..."

Járn blinks in puzzlement and then turns his head to look at the door, seeing Sportacus entering with a huge tray with breakfast and a light smile on his face. "How did you know that he was there?"

Robbie blushes lightly and murmurs "I discovered this ability in prison... I can sense certain things. And I just realized...I sense when Sportacus comes closer or moves further away from me..." he opens his eyes and looks at his boyfriend. Sportacus smiles and after putting the tray on the table next to the bed he grabs one of Robbie's hands and leans in to kiss the felf very softly. Járn watches this with a soft, happy smile and after the couple detaches from each other again he asks lowly "Shall I leave you two alone again?"

"No," Robbie exchanges a quick glance with Sportacus and then shakes his head and reaches out to grab Járn's hand as well "Stay. Please."

"I brought enough for the three of us. Robbie needs his special food, anyway," the young hero grins "Vitur had it delivered just for you. Oh, and for the young felves whose bodies work the same way as yours."

"Young...felves?" Robbie tilts his head. Járn nods "The Council of the Elders is now officially searching for your kind to integrate them in our society. They'll need special training, but they don't have to fear the cleansing anymore."

"All thanks to you, Robbie," adds Sportacus audible proudly. The inventor blinks slowly and looks between the heroes back and forth "Because...of me? Why..."

"You were the success of our revolution. Your bond with Sportacus and the town kids was strong and pure enough to prove our point to the Elders. Thanks to you the future of the felvish population is saved. So no kid will have to experience what happened to you, Robbie. They can stay with their real parents now. Officially."

"Really?" the inventor looks at Sportacus, still unbelieving "All this...didn't even take a week for them to...decide?"

"Oh, the Elders have always been quick with important stuff. They even talked to the fairies already. And they agreed. There's still a lot to do, but they're working on it..." Járn smiles and softly strokes through Robbie's hair "But enough of this now. You have to eat. And regain your strength."

"Not much to regain there. I'm not the strong kind of man...felf...whatever," Robbie smiles wryly but lets Sportacus slips into bed next to him and take the tray on his lap so they can both eat comfortably. Sportacus gives him a scolding look "You are much stronger than you think, Robbie. Or better you will be again once you've recovered from all this."

"Sure," Robbie gives him a half sarcastic but mostly loving look "You get out the best in me anyway, Sport..."

Járn smiles and then grabs some fruits to eat as well. But unlike Sportacus he sticks to his elvish behavior and remains standing during breakfast. They talk a little about nothing special. Járn likes to hear of Robbie's schemes back in LazyTown and how Sportacus then saved the day and chuckles at their stories.

Sportacus is happy when he notices that Robbie relaxes and warms up more and more to the presence of his father.

Once they've eaten up Robbie cuddles up to Sportacus again, feeling pleasantly tired and lulled in. Járn takes the tray back and returns with the whole LazyTown gang. They enter so silently and carefully that Robbie only notices them when Sportacus very gently strokes his head and murmurs "Robbie, I think someone wants to see how you are..."

"Hm?" with a soft yawn the inventor opens his eyes again and smiles happily at once when he sees the kids and the two adults and he calls softly "Noisy Gang! My saviors!"

What follows are many minutes of happy greetings and careful embraces and then even more minutes of carefree chatting and repeated stories of how they got here and at some point, Robbie and Sportacus end up with five kids cuddled up to them on the suddenly very small appearing hospital bed. But they don't mind. Both, the inventor and the elf know that their little friends need this now to realize that Robbie really is save now. And the felf does as well to realize how much these people care for him...

The peace finally gets disturbed after lunch when Vitur visits the 'first official felf'. "Hello, Robbie Rotten," the elder greets with a soft smile. The way he said this shows that he must've talked with Stefanie during the time Robbie was asleep. The felf tries to hide in the blanket on the bed again and shifts closer to Sportacus. He's aware that this elf did a great part to save his life as well with judging Vigamaður and letting Robbie out of his cage. And the way he smiles at him now is friendly and not threatening at all. But Robbie can't help but feeling scared and suspicious nevertheless. Sportacus senses this of course and gently takes his hand to squeeze it soothingly. Robbie swallows hard and smiles very weakly "Hello...Sir..." he blushes lightly because he feels incredible insecure and starts fumbling with the blanket. Járn gives him a soothing smile as well, but Sportacus notices his slightly worried gaze and tilts his head a little in confusion. There aren't possibly any bad news now, are there?

The kids sense the tension in the air as well and shuffle closer to Robbie in a once again shielding manner.

Vitur looks from one to the other and then states gently "I'm not here to hurt or put your friend back in jail. I already gave you my word on this."

"Yeah, at least you claimed that because otherwise we hadn't let any of you guys near OUR town villain!" reminds Stingy with a glare. "Stingy!" hisses Stephanie lightly scolding. But Sportacus can't help a light smile because the boy said 'our' not 'mine' as first impulse this time and this means that he, and probably all the kids have learned some things on this unexpected journey.

Robbie blinks slowly. Did he hear right? The kids are still this eager to protect him that Vitur had to pass their judgement before they allowed him to come close to him?! He doesn't notice the soft, moved smile that washes over his face at this realization, but he does notice the warmth spreading inside of him.

But Vitur meanwhile isn't upset at all about Stingy's remark. On the contrary. He smiles broadly "My boy, it honors you that you stand up for the people you care about. But you don't have to fear for Robbie anymore. Vigamaður was a shame for our reputation. We're not cruel."

"But driven by fear of what could be mightier than yourself," remarks Trixie sharply. Stephanie gives her a scolding look as well, but Bessie and Milford just nod, agreeing to the girl. Vitur chuckles softly and looks at Sportacus "I see why you like these human kids so much, Boy. They speak their mind. And they're really smart. So... Trixie, right? Well, you are right. That was our problem. We wanted to protect our own people because we feared Robbie's people would be dangerous for us and the other people. But Robbie showed us that we were wrong. We can't correct our mistakes of the past, but we can make sure not to make more of them in the future."

"We believe you," assures Stephanie now quickly before any of her friends can say anything else, but then she adds a suspicious question "But why are you here now? Just to check on how Robbie is doing?"

"Mainly. But I have to admit that I also came here to tell you that it would be better if you stayed here, Robbie."

The felf winces.

Sportacus tenses up.

Járn lowers his eyes.

The kids and Bessie gasp in unison.

Milford...surprises everybody with a shaking of his head once the heavy silence of shock has reached its peak "That is out of question, I'm afraid. Robbie is one of MY citizens. And therefore under the protection of our law. As long as he doesn't WANT to stay here, we're taking him back home again!"

Stephanie gives her uncle an impressed and very proud and thankful smile. Robbie starts to cry silently out of fear to be forced to stay here, but also out of emotion again. Vitur looks at the major and states interested "You stand up for your people the same way as I do for mine. Therefore you will surely understand the reason for my plead. We won't hurt Robbie or keep him prisoner. You have my word. But his powers are still dangerous as long as he hasn't learned to control them."

"He never used them in a dangerous way before," states the mayor just as calmly. The group of friends looks at him with growing confusion and disbelief but also admiration. Especially Bessie. "His powers haven't reached their peak yet. He fell sick because of them. Because neither his body nor mind knew how to handle the sudden burst of power. We can help him to gain control of them. Once he isn't a danger for himself and you anymore he can return home of course. But we need to teach him here first," Vitur smiles softly at Robbie now "Your father is here as well, Robbie. And Sportacus. And we already saw that you're a quick learner. And you have my WORD that you will get the best treatment and won't have to fear anything here. We're your allies, not your enemies anymore."

"But..."

"It's okay, Pinky," interrupts the town villain Stephanie's contradiction suddenly softly and smiles weakly "I'll be...okay for a few...weeks without you, I'm sure..." he looks at Sportacus and carefully strokes his hand, not managing to look him into the eyes "...But they need you... You should take them home and take care of them... I... I'll return as quickly as possible then. I'll do my best to learn everything as quick as I can. Vitur...is right... Like this...I'm too dangerous to be around any of you for long."

"Robbie..."

"You have to think of the kids, Sport. They have to be kept save. And they need you."

Sportacus cups both of Robbie's cheeks and gently nudges him to meet his gaze so he can see the tears in his boyfriend's eyes "But you need me as well. I... I can't leave you alone with this, Robbie. And I won't. I promised you not to leave you when you need me, remember? I won't break my promise!"

Robbie's teary face turns into a frown and he pushes the other's hands off "Don't you understand?! I don't want to hurt you!" he growls, but then he suddenly turns pale and gasps for air again. "Robbie!" cry the kids shocked and reach out to touch his back and try to help him. But Sportacus gives them a sign to back off a little and give the inventor more space on the bed. After the kids jumped down he quickly helps Robbie like he did earlier, calmly coaching him through a steadier breathing again.

"You HAD to attack him with all this just now already, huh?!" snaps Járn suddenly lowly at the Elder and pushes him away from the bed, glaring at him "Robbie just woke up and is still in the hospital and you confront him with everything he's afraid of!"

"I understand your concern but this is important, Járn."

"Not as important as Robbie's health! Which you're just putting at risk again!"

"I am truly sorry for what this young felf had to go through already. But as you heard he understands the importance of this topic and has made the right decision."

"Because he's afraid he could hurt his friends!"

"What we can't exclude as a possibility if he doesn't learn how to control his powers."

"Yeah, but you can't expect him to be stable in a foreign country where he knows nobody but his father he barely started to trust! And we both know that stability is the primary necessity for teaching somebody how to control magic powers. How do you gonna do it anyway?"

"Yes, I do know that. And that's the problem I've been thinking about as well..." admits Vitur now lowly and glances at Robbie who, surrounded and supported by his friends, still struggles to breathe calmly again "...Our teachers for our elvish kids will train the felvish ones now as well. It's the only possibility we could come up with in such a short time..."

"Sportacus has told me a lot about what has happened during the past weeks and months. It's only thanks to his gentleness and care that Robbie manages to try to trust and rely on ANYBODY who is nice to him by now. Vigamaður managed to shatter his faith in the kindness of people so severely it's a miracle he hasn't locked himself up in his bunker completely..."

"You're trying to tell me that he won't be able to trust any teacher enough to actually learn what is necessary, aren't you?" Vitur sighs lowly and watches how Sportacus now hugs Robbie tightly and murmurs soothing words to him then the Elder suddenly starts to smile and looks at Járn again "We're stupid that we don't see the obvious solution for our problem."

"Are we?" Járn tilts his head. "Yes! Robbie would be most comfortable to be taught at home where he can be with Sportacus and his human friends and by somebody he already knows and trusts at least a little, right? Well, every Elder is officially also a teacher. So the most obvious choice is you, Járn. Especially since you've already some experience with teaching our elvish kids."

"But...I'm no elder anymore..."

"Oh, jibber-jabber! What has happened here during the past week changed everything. Including your denunciation! Welcome back in your Elder's life, Járn! The question is now: do you agree to join Robbie Rotten in LazyTown and teach him there until he has gained complete control over his felvish powers?"

"...I'm...so sorry..." Robbie buries his face in his hands and sniffs lowly. "What for?" Bessie offers him a glass of water and gives him a puzzled look. "For behaving like a baby again..." the beloved town villain takes the glass with shaking hands. Stephanie shakes her head "You're no baby, Robbie. You're just stressed out!"

"And you have all right to be!" adds Pixel with a soft smile. "Yeah! Getting kidnapped and held in jail with the fear of being washed surely is exhausting!" agrees Ziggy compassionately and offers Robbie his biggest lollipop. The felf smiles weakly but shakes his head. "'Cleansing', Ziggy. Not washing," corrects Vitur now gently with a smile when he and Járn return to the bed now as well, then he smiles at Robbie "But that's not important anymore because nobody will ever have to go through this procedure again. And now enough of the past. Robbie, forget everything we've just talked about. You belong in LazyTown and with your friends to become quickly all healthy again and in good shape so you can learn how to use your powers. And Elder Járn...your father will gladly come along and teach you there."

A moment of silence passes. Then the children cheer and hug both Sportacus and Robbie and the hero laughs happily and kisses the felf on the forehead. Only Robbie pales a little more at hearing this and his voice is shaking "What? But...I... Them... I don't want to endanger them..."

"Don't worry about that, Robbie," Járn smiles soothingly "A great part of your powers you already can control. And you haven't hurt anybody with your magic."

"You are not as dangerous as you think," adds Vitur. "You're only trying to calm me and talk me into this!" Robbie sits up more and crosses his arms in front of his chest, glaring at both the Elder and his father "But I won't risk the life of Sportacus or my friends ever again! That they came for my rescue is bad enough!"

"Stop talking like that!" interrupts Sportacus suddenly uncharacteristically stern "You sacrificed yourself for me before! That's even worse! And if we don't come to rescue you then we can't possibly call ourselves your friend! And I'd be cursed to call myself a 'hero' if I don't even save the man I love with all my heart!"

Robbie blushes a dark shade of red but mutes at hearing this and just starts fiddling with the blanket again. Járn chuckles softly. And Vitur grins "You heard your boyfriend, Robbie. It's essential for both of you that you are together from now on. And these kids need their hero and both their playmates. It's bad enough...that our wrong beliefs and fears took your mother, and separated you from your father, Robbie. I'll do everything I can to don't let you suffer even more. So please, do believe us when we assure you that it's all right to go back home with your friends as soon as the doctors tell us you're fit enough for this again."

The group falls silent and everybody looks at Robbie, waiting for his answer.

The felf senses their gazes and slowly lifts his head, his voice small "So you actually...want me back? All of you? Although I'm...a felf?..."

"What kind of question is that?!" Stephanie tilts her head "LazyTown wouldn't be the same without you, Robbie!"

"Completely boring!" adds Ziggy. "And that you're a felf only makes it COOLER!" beams Trixie, but then adds quickly "But it also doesn't matter! We want you back because we always have lots of fun with you!"

"And we also learn a great deal thanks to your schemes!" agrees Pixel. "And you've never been a REAL villain, anyway. Otherwise we hadn't invited you to our parties, hm?!" reminds Stingy. "Probably..." murmurs Robbie and then looks at Sportacus again "You honestly love me? You don't just...pity me?"

"Robbie," Sportacus gently takes his hands again and looks at him with soft, honest eyes "I have and never will love anybody more than you. You are wonderful. And except of what you've been through, not to pity at all. Because I can't think of anybody who is more beautiful or smarter or more warmhearted than you once you drop the facade of the grumpy villain you're not at all. And I will never leave your side again. If you don't want me to."

"I don't," Robbie pulls him in for another deep kiss, mainly to make sure he's not dreaming or fantasizing again. Then he looks at Járn "And it's really okay for you to leave your hometown to come with us and teach me in LazyTown?"

"Of course!" his father smiles and lovingly strokes his head "Like this I can finally spend some time with my son!"

Robbie closes his eyes and reflexively nuzzles into the fatherly touch again, murmuring "I just hope I'll manage without hurting anybody..."

"You are very talented. Doctor Blíður said so as well. And Sportacus told us that he helped you release your energy before at home. That you managed this without any practise shows that you're a natural," praises Vitur now with a gentle smile. "You hear that?" beams Sportacus happily "Everything will be all right again soon!"

Robbie smiles weakly but his trembling becomes worse and he leans more against his boyfriend again. "Robbie?" Sportacus worriedly feels his forehead. "I'm okay..." murmurs the felf lowly "Just...a little tired...again..."

"He's warm..." whispers Sportacus and gently runs his hand through Robbie's wild hair. "That was quite some stress for him again..." states Vitur lowly "We should let him rest. I'll be gone now. Just call if you need anything."

"Thank you, Vitur," Járn does a respectful acknowledging bow then focuses completely on Robbie and asks softly "Shall I leave as well?"

"N...o..." still without opening his eyes, Robbie shakes his head no and cuddles up even more to his boyfriend "Stay...please... All of you... Family..." then his body goes limp in Sportacus' strong, supporting arms and he falls into an almost unconscious and completely exhausted sleep. Still a little worried but even more moved by his sleepy but therefore honest words the group watches over his sleep now. The kids and even Sportacus fall asleep as well at one point and so Járn and Bessie and Milford chat quietly and discuss Robbie Rotten's future and past.

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Random HC #155 (Continuation of #4 - #154)