i want sportacus to launch me into the sun

Don’t change for people, grow together because someone who loves you will try their best to stay with you through the difficult moments.

Jean-Michel Basquiat photographed by William Coupon, 1986.  

Sportacus hunting at night as usual, he likes to pick off people with no personal attachment to him, anyone from Lazytown’s outlying areas. He’s passing by Robbie’s lair when he stops and smells blood and he’s down there immediately, partly out of concern, partly hunger, and sees Robbie. He’s on the floor, silently sobbing, blood everywhere and Sportacus walks to his side. When Robbie looks up, he’s immediately fearful and Sportacus can smell it, he’s sure that the blood will make Sportacus bite him. But he doesn’t, as much as the impulse is there. He gently guides Robbie to his chair and bandages him up and strokes his hair while singing to him in old Icelandic. Robbie’s tear streaked face is hot against his cold arm and he stays with him all night, making sure he knows that Sportacus is always there if he needs him.