LazyTown: Rotten Sister.

Scars.

I'm hoping to straighten out the problem with Jenny. It seems like she has been harboring a secret. I'm thinking that if it is that bad, it would be recorded in the census."
"If your theory is correct, it could help you immensely." Milford opened the door and they both stepped into his office. He pulled out the dusty book from his book shelf and handed it to him, "That book has every event recorded in the past ten years."
"This is perfect. Thank you mayor." Sportacus started flipping through the thick book. It took him a while to get through half the book and he found nothing on Jenny, "I don't think I will find anything in here." Sportacus said as he flipped another page. "What is this? This is a section on my grandfather, number 9." He started reading the history of his grand dad, his eyes narrowed in anger as he read about his death.
"Have you found what you were looking for, oh! that's your grandfather." Milford could see that Sportacus was quite upset about something, "What is wrong Sportacus?"
"Nothing, I have to go, thank you for the help Mayor." Sportacus stood and left his office, Sportacus felt an unnerving mix of hurt and fury. It was a feeling that he didn't like for he never felt it that often. He headed down the road towards Robbie's lair. He jumped into the pipe and saw Robbie working on some sort of invention. Robbie almost jumped three feet off the floor when he realized Sportacus was in his home, "Sportakook! Have you ever heard of knocking?"
"Where is she? Where is Jenny?"
"I don't know, she runs around all of the time I wouldn't be surprised if she left for Peru by now."
"Out of all the horrible things you have done to me Robbie, this is the worst. You and your sister killed my grandfather!" Sportacus backed Robbie into the wall with a fist full of his collar, "Stop!" Sportacus heard a voice in the distance, "It wasn't Robbie." Jenny laid a hand on Sportacus' shoulder and he turned around to see the evil gypsy.
"Why? Why did you do such a thing? How could you?" Sportacus started to shed tears of sorrow. Jenny shook her head and looked down at the floor, "I never intended on killing him. Robbie and I were playing a prank on him but he caught on to our trick. We were trying to get into his air ship and take it for a spin...Robbie got into the ship just fine but as I started to climb up the ladder, he spotted me and chased me through the field until I reached the cliff. He came towards me running on the edge of it, by the time he was about to catch me, he tumbled on the rocks and held on to the sash of my skirt." She lifted up the long piece of black and gold scarf that was tied around her waist.
"I pulled up trying to get back up onto the felid but it tore and he fell to his death." Jenny's eyes were blinded by the tears of that horrid memory. "I was so scared Sportacus. I didn't mean to kill him, I ran away as far as I could until I fainted from the fright." Jenny wiped away her tears and looked at Sportacus in the eyes, "There isn't a day that goes by that I don't remember that terrible day. Every time I am reminded by it, I run. I run as far as possible until I find peace."
Sportacus couldn't bring himself to say anything, he was too angry with her, "It didn't register in your mind to help him? You fled. That is what you said isn't it. You ran like a coward while my grandpa fell to his undeserved death!" Sportacus shouted so loud it made Jenny jump back a little. Then all at once, Jenny ran out the side door.
"Sportacus-"
"No Robbie! In my eyes you are just as bad as she is!" he said turning around and pointing to him. Robbie gently brushed away his arm and stood from the wall, "Jenny didn't kill him."
"How would you know? She told me herself."
"Listen to me. I was in the air ship, yes. But I also realized that Jenny wasn't on board so I went to look for her. I saw everything Sportacus. She was trying to help him up but the sash tore. She wasn't trying to get away, she wasn't strong enough to help him up."
"I don't believe you. Why would the book say that she killed him when she really didn't?"
"Do you know how many people hate us? Even before you came here people disliked us. Every story about us makes us look bad in the Lazy Town history books. That story was written by one of those who hated us and listened to rumors. If you don't believe me, Jenny has a long scar on her right shoulder that she got when he fell. She was almost pulled down with him, a sharp rock cut her arm as she fell down against the ground."
Robbie's eyes started to well up in tears, "She climbed down the cliff and knelt beside him, he was singing something about cocoons and tombs and flying to the moon I think, don't hate Jenny Sportacus...she's been through so much. She's been running in terror all of her life, even I couldn't stop her. She's suffered enough guilt, she's hated herself for so long her memories have even turned against her. She didn't kill him."
"I know." Sportacus said. "You told me he was singing a song about the moon, I only told Jenny that and she was with me all morning. You're telling the truth."
"What are we going to do? Jenny has probably already disappeared." After Robbie said that, Sportacus' crystal beeped. Both Robbie and Sportacus looked at each other for a second and then left the house.

Jenny stood at the edge of the cliff that had haunted her memories for five years, she had an urge to jump but the thought alone scared her to death. The wind blew furiously in her curly hair and she dropped to her knees looking out at the vast and distant land that shined in the sunrise.
"You knew grandpa's song all of this time." Jenny turned around to see Sportacus standing over her. He knelt beside her and drew her close, "Robbie told me it was an accident. You were trying to help him but you couldn't." Sportacus heard a gasp of despair come from her mouth. Sportacus held her tight and kissed her forehead, "Don't be so hard on yourself Jenny. You didn't kill him." A quiver came from his voice and Jenny buried her face in his chest.
"I should've done more to help him. I'm so sorry Sportacus."
"Shh...there is nothing to be sorry for. Let it go." Sportacus let her go and lifted her long sleeve to see the deep scar that had marked her arm as a reminder of the incident, "This, is enough to tell me that you did your best to save him." He said stroking the dark scar, he then leaned in and kissed it as if it still hurt her, "You weren't his killer, you were his savior."
He brought her close again and Jenny felt the vibration in his chest as he sang his grandfather's song, "Don't open old wounds that have found their cocoons that are ready to fly to the moon..."
"Its over and done, don't awaken it from its tomb because you know you're going to lose." Jenny sang the rest with him, suddenly it felt as if a weight had been lifted from her shoulders, an overwhelming peace came over her and a small laugh escaped her mouth.
"Do you feel better?" Sportacus felt her smile against his chest. Jenny only nodded and then sat back up her face was covered with tears of joy.
"I don't feel bad anymore, I feel like I could fly."
"Well," Sportacus took off his boots and threw them over the cliff. Jenny looked at him in unbelief as he stood in the grass barefoot. Sportacus sighed in relief to feel the grass against his feet. "Let's see if this eagle can keep up with a silly little catfish." he helped her up and they ran through the field and back into town.
THE END.