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It was a perfect plan.
There was no way that anybody would know it was Robbie Rotten who would steal all the valentines out of the mailbox right before Valentine's Day.
He giggled mischievously and opened up the back of the mailbox and began to dump all of the paper valentines, heart shaped boxes and cards into his burlap sack and started to replace them with hate letters, spoiled ‘sports candy’ and socks.
He never liked Valentine’s day. It only ever reminded him how lonely he really was-- as if he didn’t already know. The only upside was that candy went on sale the day after.
He stared hatefully up at Sportacus’s airship.
He couldn’t wait to see the look on his face when everybody thought it was him who put the rotten fruit instead of the sweet smelling chocolate.
He stood up and smiled at his work, the mailbox was completely littered with this garbage and his bag was full, he couldn’t wait to see the disappointment on everyone’s faces and their hearts.
He crept past all of the houses of the sleeping residents and finally climbed into the hatch that lead to his lair.
He threw the bag of valentine's down in front of his chair before he plopped down and began to open them up.
There were approximately 7 for the annoying pink girl, 3 for the loud girl and the candy boy, 9 for the kid that had hair like carrot sticks, and 4 for stinky… or whatever his name was.
Surprisingly enough there was only 1 for the mayor, and 12 for his secretary.
He cackled as he read through them, how grossly mushy they were, how poorly written. It made him sort of regret taking them, since they were so horrible already.
He stared down into the bag and spotted one more card, which was oddly… beautiful, he had to admit.
It was dark violet with gold flowers etched into it, and a gold border, he inspected it further.
He shrugged as he opened it up, “It’s probably for the secretary again.” He thought, from that bumbling mayor.
The inside of the card was just as beautiful as the outside, in gorgeous gold lettering it read:
Dearest Robbie,
Wait, hold on.
It was for him?
He closed the card quickly and began to blush, he had never gotten a Valentine in his life, let alone such a beautiful card.
He felt like he was intruding.
He wasn’t suppose to see this until tomorrow…
He stared back at the card in his hands, how could he resist such a gorgeous display of affection? He inspected it once more before opening it again.
“Well… It’s too late now…”
Until now I was too shy to tell you how I feel, but I think today is a good day to do it.
I want to get to know you better, Robbie.
I want to be closer to you.
Robbie’s eyes widened as his heart rate shot up.
He hardly even knew how to act around people who didn’t like him in such a way let alone somebody who wanted to be on this status, a love interest!
He painstakingly continued.
I would like to meet you at the beach at sundown tonight, the kids will be at home so we won’t be bothered.
I can’t wait to see you.
Robbie’s heart skipped a beat as he read the last line.
Love, Sportacus.