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As it got closer and closer to Christmas, Robbie was getting more and more annoyed. There was snow on the ground, which meant the kids had to make snowmen and have snowball fights. All of that brought a lot of noise and activity to LazyTown, which disturbed Robbie's attempts at relaxing. Even worse, Robbie couldn't do anything to stop it. He had made a vow that he would never do anything to ruin the Christmas season. Besides, even if he did try, stupid Sportaflop would stop him.
So Robbie spent his days in his underground bunker, trying to ignore the noise and get some sleep. At the same time, he had to fight the cold. His home didn't exactly have a heater, so sometimes it was just as cold as it was outside. He always meant to build, or even try to buy, one, but he never got around to it, no matter how much he knew he would regret it later.
It was currently the last day of November. Robbie knew that the town would be putting up Christmas decorations tomorrow, so he wasn't looking forward to that. They would be making a huge racket, and that wasn't something he wanted.
Robbie sighed in annoyance. He knew that he complained about all of the noise and the cold during this time of the year, but he had to admit to himself that there was something he hated more about winter and Christmas.
He had to spend it alone.
Never had he been given a gift on Christmas. He never got any visitors or calls from people to wish him a Merry Christmas. If he went outside, nobody would even give him a glance. The only thing he ever got was an invitation to the town's stupid Christmas parties, but he knew that he only got those because they had to give them to everybody in town. Robbie didn't bother going to the parties since he'd feel unwelcome there. He's only end up accidentally ruining the party.
So yeah, Christmas just reminded Robbie of how alone he really was. Oh, well, he tried to accept that fact a long time ago. He was used to it.
Robbie was soon pulled out of his thoughts when he heard loud laughter from the above town. He growled as he jumped up from his warm chair and looked out of his periscope.
The periscope showed all of the kids sitting around each other on a bench. Stephanie was holding a hat close to her as the others kept asking her questions at rapid speed.
"Who gets to go first?"
"Do I really have to give them MY stuff?"
"What if we get ourself?"
"Can I go first?"
Stephanie interrupted them. "Guys, we'll all get a turn, just be patient!"
It was at that moment that Sportacus showed up, flipping over the wall and landing right beside the kids.
"Hey guys! What's going on?" Sportacus asked.
"We're doing like a Secret Santa thing for Christmas, but more complicated!" Pixel said.
"Here, I'll explain," Stephanie said. "Each one of us will pick a name out of this hat. We have to buy gifts for them, but we're not allowed to tell them, or anyone, that it was us until Christmas. We decided that we'd make it a month long thing. Each day, we'll give our person something small. Then, on Christmas, we'll reveal ourself with the grand finale of presents! Exciting, right? Do you want to join us?"
Sportacus smiled. "That sounds fun! I'll have to pass, though. I want to leave that fun to you kids."
"Oh, well, okay! Your loss!" Trixie said, making everyone laugh.
The kids continued on and started to pick names as Sportacus watched with a thoughtful look, doing jumping jacks and push ups as he did so.
Robbie looked away from the scene in disgust. Those kids were buying each other something for 25 days? Gross! That was doing the most.
Robbie decided that he didn't care about what the kids were doing at the moment. He was suddenly tired, and he knew that if he was going to get any sleep at all, he had to start trying then.
Laying on his chair, the villain started the long and frustrated process of trying to fall asleep.