LazyTown- Original Stories: Lost Candies

Lost Candies 1

Another day and the sun rose in the small but friendly place in LazyTown, the boys, Ziggy and Stingy were looking for the candies that Ziggy had lost, it was something curious to see Stingy accompany him without further ado but between conversations Stingy was heard capriciously claiming as usual and perhaps that was the reason for his faithful company:

—If we find them, they'll be mine, right?.

Ziggy stopped, turned to look at him and replied.

—No Stingy those are my favorite candies and I don't have many of those.

The tone of his voice was revealing that the little boy was distressed and worried, however Stingy claimed with little less enthusiasm than before by agreeing to help.

—Yeah, but they could be mine too, hmm.

Ziggy

—Have you tried them?.

This time the boy with the cape was curious, maybe Stingy knew enough about sweets after all.

Stingy put a hand on his chin and without much turn added as a solid argument.

—If they are mine, I will surely like them.

Ziggy shook his head at the idea that his friend is a candy sage and continued looking worriedly.

—Please, you have agreed to help me Stingy let's go look in the tree house.

Stingy seeing the pleas of his friend and the desperation of him accepted following him to the tree house.

They both checked the objects on the way to that house that they had all built with love.

—Okay well, let's keep looking but if we find them you'll have to give me some hmm.

He added the brown haired boy as he searched a nearby garbage can which he was unsuccessful in and dropped the lid.

Ziggy was looking under a sitting bench and after thinking about it for a moment he answered.

-Yes that's fine.

Stingy, having finally won the first battle, decided to risk it and go a little further, pretending nothing of interest in his tone as if he had never done it before, which was a lie.

—Let's say...half. Or more?.

He touched his fingers with small hopes of earning much more than the beginning, that young man would never change.

Ziggy incredulous at his friend's selfish request, he knew he was a good person but at that moment he preferred a thousand times that Stephanie or Pixel, even Trixie, had been free to accompany him in his search for his longed for sweets, reality is that only the little egoist was available.

—Noooo! I told you they are my favorites!!, Stingyy!

(Sportacus ship)

The scene had moved away from the small dispute between the two friends, now in the room of the Sportacus ship, the 10 with great skill and technique spent his time practicing soccer with a ball with black and white pentagons, he played several games With his legs, with a talented light stroke with his boot loaded with technique, he used his left foot, lifted and crossed the ball up his broad back to keep it suspended for a while, then slid the ball over his right shoulder at the same time as The hero's face reflected his characteristic satisfied smile and pushing the ball up with his shoulder, he ended up softening the fall with a deft knee and giving it a strong and accurate kick with his foot at the end to hole the ball into the hole where He had come out before, to achieve that you always had to have full precision and he made it look so easy.

“Hah, that was amazing!  I love practicing with the ball!

When he finished practicing, he went towards his semi-transparent wall where he kept his training tools, there were rackets, snow sliders, balls of different sizes and colors, and some extra boots for different sports.  Before opening that modern shelf, his glass suddenly began to shine as when some problem was about to happen, he lowered his face to observe the brightness and raising his head again in his natural position, he added something alert.

"Someone's in trouble!"

Despite experiencing the alert more than a thousand times, his happy face transformed into a more focused one, his job was to avoid trouble and he would always do his best to avoid danger to others.  He raised his voice immediately.

-Door!

The door opened transforming into a platform to step on, with his telescope in hand he set out to find the problem and saw in the distance that Ziggy and Stingy while walking towards the tree house, when they went up the stairs the hero noticed with skilful eye, that that staircase that was with a lot of use, had the wood worn and with the intention of breaking, in fact, already halfway up some nails had come out but the duo of children were focused on discussing their parts in the reward that They didn't realize it, at that moment Sportacus entered the ship and leaving the Telescope he thought quickly, just a second was enough for him to create a strategy, having practiced his talent with the ball he asked for it again.

-Ball!

He said raising a finger in a commanding voice, the ball shot out of the opening in the wall and he caught it, he left the ball near the exit door and took one last look at the children on the stairs, He stepped back preparing his shot as he had a goal to hit.

(Under the tree house)

Returning to the angle of the infants, who, while focused on fighting, realized they were in trouble too late, Ziggy, who was going up first, stopped fighting and, grabbing hold of a piece of wood in poor condition, it broke at one end and twisted. down and to the side thus leaving the little one adrift in the height away from the other steps.

“He-help!  I'm going to fall!

The blonde with the sweets yelled, Stingy was alerted to the situation and trying to help his little friend stretched out his hand but the wood of the feet where he was standing broke in two, fortunately he hung on his friend's ankle although now they were both on the edge in a fall big enough to damage them, they began to shout for help and it seemed that there was no one to help them, however in his ship, Sportacus from inside and with great dexterity gave a strong blow to the ball causing it to come out and hit the ball. a jump rope thanks to the wind, the ball went quickly and safely, the blue hero came out to watch the ball reach its destination.

Meanwhile, Stingy's strength is running out because he was only holding onto his friend's ankle with one hand and he was about to fall.

—Heeeelp I'm about to fall!  Help me, I don't want to get hurt!

When he was about to fall because he was losing strength in his hand, the ball that was coming from afar finally impacted and hit an orange pillow that was leaning against one of the nearby low yellow walls, which he had enough force to reach and fall under. Stingy, and sure enough the boy when he fell the big bright orange pillow softened his fall without harming him.  But Sportacus still wasn't done, Ziggy was left and he kept screaming and despite holding on a little longer with his two arms the wood was about to finish coming out.

—Oh!  Sportacus!  Stephanie!  Someone help me!

[To Be Continued]