Idk What To Call This (Sportacus x Reader)

HOLY SHIT LAZY TOWN IS REAL

Heyo welcome to my Sportacus x Reader so before we getting started here are a few things I think people may need to know before reading.

1. I barely write like at all. I have a Han Solo x Reader that I quit like 4 years ago that I only came back to out of guilt. I update it inconsistently so do not be surprised if I die for a while lmao.

2. Anything I have written recently has been very ironic in a sense (idk if that's the right word). Obviously I take the story seriously but I'll make jokes within the story that typically aren't in other fics.

3. The reader (Y/N) will probably be similarish to my personality in a way.

4. My biggest pet peeve in fics is describing what the reader looks like and what they wear. This may not effect others but as a 19 year old that doesn't like dresses, it gets quite annoying to have to come up with drippy fits in my head. Outfits usually don't impact the story so I will not mention that or any specific parts of the human routine (ex. I'll not specify when you shower or something cause not everyone showers at night like me and stuff). So basically, other than personality I'll be vaguish about everything else.

5. I will try my best to make this gender neutral. I'm a cis woman so I may just naturally write stuff as a woman and if you notice that feel free to bring it up and I can fix it. 

6. I DONT WRITE SMUT! I read that shit but I just can't write it just doesn't work. This book will be pure fluff because you dirty fricks only write smut for this man.

So I think that about covers all of it. This is my first time starting a new fic in like 6 years so this should be fun. Thanks for reading! (Oh btw Sportacus will be like 28 cause idk it makes sense ig)

-Grace

After a solid few years of success in your employment endeavors, you decided it was time for a break. You worked in (literally whatever you want idgaf) and surprisingly got on fairly well in the business for being 28. While you didn't have enough to completely to retire, you decided to take a few years off and away from your city (again idc what city it is lmao). While there wasn't any disdain you felt towards the city, it got a bit much after awhile. Living in a horrific apartment complex didn't make you like it much more either. You decided to move someplace small as it would be nice to develop a sense of community. After months of research you discovered a town called Lazy Town.

The name was slightly odd but then you remember Hell, Michigan existed and stopped questioning the name. There wasn't a large amount of information about it, but from what you gathered it was small with a lot of outdoor space. Normally you wouldn't choose a place like this but decided to challenge yourself as you weren't the biggest fan of the outdoors nor communicating with people. You told everyone you did know that your years off would be a personal journey, which it would be. You hoped that you would be able to improve upon your flaws while there and come back new and refreshed. 

You bought a surprisingly cheap house (don't ask why you never look at it before moving in this doesn't matter) and started planning the move. Days before you were set to leave you received an email from someone called Milford Meanswell with a subject line "Welcome!" You opened it up and read it.

Dear (Mr./Miss./whatever) (L/N),

My name is Milford Meanswell and I am the mayor of Lazy Town. I am quite excited to have you join our community and I'm sure the rest of the town is as well! Please let me know when and where you will be arriving so I can greet you and show you to the house you purchased. Thank you!

Sincerely,

Mayor Meanswell

You had never heard of a mayor sending emails to new residents but this did endear you to the place a bit more. You told him you would be arriving in 4 days on the bus, then you finished packing.