ERRATIC GUSTS OF WIND CRAWLED THROUGH THE CRACKS & NOOKS , bounced off the iron walls & created a low doleful howl. robbie , definitely not afraid of ghosts or such , was shuddering with the blanket drawn all the way up to his nose. he’d been awoken by the eerie sounds & had not been able to fall asleep again . it’s not ghosts , he told himself. just the storm outside , nothing to be afraid of ; down here , he's safe ! safe from every harsh weather , safe from the people he ABHORRED ━━━━ 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞 𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 ? he shrank further into his chair . ‘ i can’t believe i’d ever think this ’ , went through his mind . ‘ but i really wish i wasn’t all alone down here … ’
the villain practically fell out of his armchair when he heard another , much louder tone coming from above ━━━━ ; KNOCKING ??? ❛ wha - wha - w h a t ?! ❜ for a moment , robbie was frozen ; still like a deer in the headlights , wondering if his ears had deceived him. MORE KNOCKING . robbie frantically grasped the periscope .
IT’S self explanatory to why it’s unsafe for people to fly during a storm. the volatile winds and violent rain combined is the perfect concoction for disaster aerial-wise, and assuming that sportacus doesn’t know a thing about air-travel would not only be ignorant, but simply untrue. the first thing he did when he took notice of the escalating weather was lower and station his airship to the ground to prevent the winds from taking it away, planting it a generous 20 yards from lazytown’s billboard of cows and cobalt pipes. even with THIS precaution, it would still be incredibly unsafe to sleep or reside within the airship !
it would be difficult for the sportself to take a good gander at his surroundings, the harsh rain eager to curtain his eyesight, the wind threatening to cause his form to wobble ever so slightly to its tempo. though, through the treacherous conditions, sportacus was able to make sight of the billboard, coming to the happy realization that he was outside of lazytown. how convenient ! however, a concern came to mind: if he were to ask robbie rotten, the man who chewed and clawed his way into his heart, so fresh into a newfound discovery of love, would he react negatively ? was it worth the effort ? there was only one way to find out !
sportacus knew very well of how robbie acted, especially towards strangers, and the wobbly appearance of the periscope seemingly coming out of nowhere from behind the hatch, a good few seconds after he had knocked on it. the hero’s voice was nothing near confident, a tinge of hesitance coating his tongue as he attempted to give some kind of explanation to why in the WORLD he was showing up at this time in the evening.
“ hello robbie ! is it okay if i stay here until the storm passes ?
ah... my... my airship---- “
sportacus trailed off, his eyes peering backwards to the airship in the short distance, shaking and wobbling to the wind and rain. at this point, it was appropriate to say that his uniform was dead soaked in rainwater.
“ i’m very, very sorry if i’m intruding on anything or interrupting something. “
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