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Watching Robbie work was… hypnotizing, transfixing, wonderful. It was one of the few things in the world that Sportacus stayed still to witness.
Sportacus often found himself lounging in the villain’s orange, fluffy chair while the man raced around his lair. Robbie worked in patterns that the elf could never hope to understand.
He grabbed a tool only to throw it on the workbench in disgust and pick up an almost identical tool instead. He scrapped things that worked properly, only to fix it later, or create the same exact thing.
But Sportacus’ favorite part of watching Robbie work was watching Robbie’s surprisingly muscled form work and gleam with sweat.
No wait, that’s gay.
Sportacus’ favorite part of watching Robbie work was trying to guess the machine’s function before it was finished.
That’s better.