Robbie Rotten Lazytown Novels & Stories

She just doesn’t get tired. My sweet baby Robbie is now five, infatuated and intensely curious with the world around him. He’s in his kiddie pool with all sorts of elements from the earth he’s collected to study: leaves, rocks, sticks, flowers, and bugs all under the scrutiny of a magnifying glass. “What are you looking for there, bud?” Arthur calls out to him. Robbie lifts his head, keeping the magnifying glass up to his eye so that his right eye seems to take up the entire surface of his face. I nearly choke on my drink of laughing. Robbie looks at me completely unaware that he’s the reason for my coughing fit.

"I can show you things far greater than what this little Luna can offer. Imagine it—everyone in this world bowing to your will. Everything you say—done. Wouldn't that be nice? All you have to do is join us. It'll be—" "I'm not interested!" Robbie barked. "I'm too lazy to try and rule the world!" I almost laughed. Almost. "Why would you lay your hands on my Luna?" "The Luna, the Luna, the Luna!!" the rogue spat. "Can't you talk about anything else?! The sight of this bitch irritates me! I'd love to choke the life out of you right now!" "You're mistaken if you think you'll be able to kill me so easily," I told her coolly, keeping my voice even despite the exhaustion coiling inside me.

"You're getting slow." I spin around glaring. "You're lucky I didn't break your nose." Matt just grins completely unbothered. "You fight like a raccoon." He's tall in that effortless athlete way—broad shoulders, dark hair, familiar eyes, and the kind of confidence people spend years trying to fake. Robbie's younger brother. Quarterback. Pack golden boy. Unfortunately, also one of my favorite people alive. "Missed you too," he says. I shove his chest lightly. "You're an ass."

Sarah noticed this, and tried to cheer her up, but Liam beat her to it. “Are you okay,Robbie?” Liam queried, touching his sister's face. Robyn shook. “I don't have any friends yet.” Liam became quiet, and thought about it for a while, then his face suddenly brightened up in a smile. “We can share my friends. Don't be sad anymore, Robbie.” Robyn nodded eagerly, her beautiful eyes wild with enthusiasm and joy. “Thank you, Liam.” Signing with relief and pride, Sarah crushed the children in her arms into a bone crushing hug. The children whined in protest.

"You wouldn't want your newly favorite brother to die a slow and painful death now, would you?" A laugh bubbles its way out of me at his playfulness because he always seems to be the quiet, mysterious one, but from what I've learned tonight, Robbie has a wicked sense of humor and a heart the size of the ocean. "Oh, we wouldn't want that to happen now would we?" He nods while trying to hold a fake pout, but he just ends up doubling over as he laughs. I was more than prepared to stay in a room and see Nick tomorrow as I didn't want to disturb him, but I can't deny how happy both Lexi and I feel at the idea of seeing our mates again.

complained Mike as he gave Avery a big hug. "You look just like your brother! Shea, don't do anything stupid. As long as we are alive, there will be hope. You haven't met Robert, you don't know how cute he is, cute and naughty," said Mike. "Huh? Naughty?" asked Avery. "Robert is like a husky, the moment he is left to his own devices, he starts to take apart stuff that's around him. Mrs. Cooper isn't doing anything about it either," said Mike.

Lira leveled down on the young boy and met his gaze. "Hi. And you are?" she asked him. "Robb." The boy glanced up to Minos and back, before flashing a reluctant smile. "Nice to meet you Robb," she replied. Something moved from over her shoulders and what Robb thought was fur lining was actually a small but long and slender cinnamon-colored rat-like creature. "And this is my friend, Scout." "A weasel?!" Robb gasped in surprise and the furry thing hoisted its head up and started sniffing his face.

They’d had enough of sideways looks to know that holding on could be both comfort and defiance. Faith breezed in like colour spilled from a tin. Rainbow hair, black tank, hot pants, boots. She moved as if she knew every eye would find her and had made peace with that years ago. She claimed the LazyBoy, thumbed a scroll, then looked up. “Nice butt crack, Uncle Rob.” Robert jerked upright and banged the wall. “Bloody hell.” He rubbed the spot, scowled, and—because the day insisted—smiled. “Suppose I’m lucky it was you and not your dad.”

However, Robby pressed down on the waist of his pants and roared, "You rogue, why do you want to take off my pants? You are a bad person! Are you trying to violate a child? The teacher said that I must not let any adult take off my pants. Get out of here!" "Robby!" "Your name is Robby, right? I'm a doctor. Robby, do you often go to the toilet with your friends? Have you ever seen them pee? Don't you think that there's something different between you and your friends? I have a feeling that you might have consumed something that you shouldn't. Can you please let me have a look? If you ate something wrong, worms will start growing in your stomach!"

he said, about to pounce on his dinner, or midnight snack. "Wait!" Robbie said, stretching out his blood-stained hands and forcing himself to get up. His face has the look of someone about to deliver a cringe-worthy speech. "Just wait." He added, visibly struggling to get back on his feet, but accomplishing it either way. "You're right about one thing... " he said with his eyes closed trying to numb the pain. "...I am almost always either Wasted or stoned. But you made one little mistake Mr. Morale…" he opened his eyes, and what laid underneath was a set of blood red ones, even darker than the ones he had when he still wore the ring. "...I'm very, very far from normal" he said with a killer