The Otari Fishery’s basement transforms into a dazzling LazyTown gym, its stone pillars now giant, bouncy lollipops and the smashed barrels bursting with glittery candy-fish that sparkle under disco-ball lights. Kaelen, no longer a wildsman but Stephanie Pink-Wig, cartwheels in, her pink dress and headband bouncing, though her tanned skin sports cartoonish red dots from bedbug and tick bites, slathered with Bubblegum Dock Cream to ease the itch. Her Kellid eyes, still dreaming of crimson sparkles, shine with pep, but fatigue from a whispery, foggy camp night makes her twirls wobbly. The ten candy-medals Tamily promised—a sweet prize for a girl like Stephanie—jingle in her pocket, earned after she and Sportacus fumigated her gear (save her Sparkle-Sword and candy-rations) at the Rainbow Inn, where Sportacus’s potion-tricks scored a shiny coin. The east wall’s hole, now a wobbly, purple Trick-Tunnel, hums a sneaky tune, and Stephanie grips her glittery sword, shouting, “Let’s get moving!”
Veshir, now Sportacus Blue-Flip, somersaults in, his mustache twirling, emerald scales swapped for a blue tracksuit, his alchemist’s blowgun a Super-Straw that shoots fizzy darts. His amber eyes scan the candy-fish, vital for his Energy-Smoothie trade, but last night’s maddening whispers—giggly prank-clouds in his star-striped tent—left him yawning mid-flip. “This mess stops our fun!” he calls, still miffed about Stephanie’s loincloth-only camp vibes, which led to her tick bites and his separate tent. As they near the Trick-Tunnel, two bouncy Fuzzle-Rats—fluffy, googly-eyed pests—pop out, gobbling candy-fish with silly slurps. Stephanie spins, her Sparkle-Sword and Twirl-Knife flashing, poofing one Fuzzle-Rat into sparkles and nicking the other, leaving it dizzy. Sportacus, flipping from a lollipop-pillar, fires a fizzy dart, bursting the second Fuzzle-Rat into confetti, his precision saving the day.
The Trick-Tunnel giggles, hinting at Robbie Rotten’s latest scheme, a shadow of the Abomination Vaults’ tricksy call. Stephanie, scratching a dot, bounces despite her yawns, chirping, “We’ll stop Robbie together!” Sportacus nods, his smoothie trade safe thanks to teamwork. The gym’s too wild for one hero, so they grab their candy-cane torches, bouncy rope, and gummy rations from their shopping spree, ready to dive in. Stephanie slaps on more Dock Cream, and Sportacus sips a Zippy Juice to perk up, their camp grumps forgotten. “Let’s make LazyTown super active!” Stephanie squeals, and Sportacus flips in agreement, their pink-and-blue duo proving that even itchy, tired heroes can out-jump any trick with teamwork. They cartwheel toward the Trick-Tunnel, ready to chase Robbie’s next prank.
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