Robbie Rotten was sitting alone in his evil base, dreaming of having a loving shoulder to lean on. He always found himself taking out his frustration on the innocent people of lazy town. He was setting up his new evil scheme when suddenly Sportacus burst through the nearest window and did a triple flip into Robbie's office.
"AHHH!!, SPORTACUS!" screamed Robbie, "WHY AREN'T YOU WEARING ANY PANTS?"
"I didn't have time!" said the athletic elf, "justice doesn't wait for pants!"
Robbie looked at the massive bulge in Sportacus's underwear and a bead of sweat dripped gently down his forehead. As Sportacus chained Robbie to the nearest tree he moaned with delight.
"what are you doing you fiend?" asked Sportacus stoically
"It's just that..." said Robbie, "your legs are so perfect!"
"Well um..." replied the elf bashfully, "thank y-you"
"why don't you unchain me Sporty" said Robbie "then we can have a little fun"
Sportacus cautiously unlocked Robbie's handcuffs. Robbie jumped up and pulled Sportacus into a deep and passionate kiss. The villain touched the elf's pointy ears and played with his hair.
"hey Robbie?" asked Sportacus, "why don't we head back to my blimp."
"I would love that" said Robbie
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