Author's note: NEW STORY, YAY! I know, I know, I didn't finish "Open Wounds" and "Everything Has Changed", but I couldn't wait to share it with you!

Chapter 1 – Dangerous Woman

It was the first day of summer vacation, and a year since Stephanie had moved to LazyTown. She was already 9 years old, and had so many friends.

Sportacus was, as usual, running around town, flipping above the little yellow brick walls, when he suddenly saw a young woman, and she looked like she's looking for something.

He guessed that she was in her mid-twenties, or maybe a little less. She had brown, wavy hair, and wore a red head-band with a blue ribbon on it. She wore a rainbow-colored tank top, short jeans and white sneakers.

"She seems like she needs help..." Sportacus told himself, and flipped his way to the young lady.

"Excuse me, miss?" he asked, surprising her.

"AH! Oh, sorry, you scared me..." she said.

"Sorry. I just thought that you needed some help," he smiled at her.

"Oh, actually, yes, I am," she giggled.

"I'm looking for Stephanie Meanswell, do you perhaps know her?" the woman asked.

"Yes, yes, I do know her. Are you her sister?" he asked, assuming that she was her sister, since she looked very young.

The woman laughed a little

"Um, not quite. I'm actually her..." she said, but was cut off by a scream.

"MOM!" Stephanie screamed with joy.

"Stephie!" the woman exclaimed as well, and knelt down to hug her.

"Ohhh, I missed you so much, my little angel!" the woman picked her up, kissed her head, then put her back down.

"Oh, mom, uncle Milford did say that you were coming soon, but he didn't tell me when!" Stephanie told her with excitement.

"Well, now I'm here!" the woman laughed.

Sportacus looked at the two in shock – how come this woman was Stephanie's mother? She looked so young!

"Oh, Sportacus, I see that you already met my mother," Stephanie said, hugging her.

"Yes... I did..." he said, still trying to realize what is happening.

"Well, thinking about it, we were never introduced properly. So hi, I'm Melanie - Stephanie's mother," she smiled and offered her hand.

"And I'm... Uh, Sportacus," he took her hand – and he was still shocked.

"Now come on! Uncle Milford must be waiting for you," Stephanie said and dragged Melanie playfully, leaving Sportacus standing there.

"That was... Stephanie's mother?" he kept repeating.

"Hey Sportacus," a voice interrupted his thoughts. He turned around to see the other kids.

"Have you seen Stephanie? We want her to play with us," Trixie told him.

"Um, yes, uh... She just went with her mother to Mr. Meanswell," he told them.

"You mean, Stephanie's mother is in town? Wow! I can't wait to meet her," Ziggy said.

"Yeah, me too! Let's go and meet her!" Trixie said, but Sportacus stopped them.

"Wait, guys, I don't think that would be a good idea! I mean, Stephanie and her uncle probably want to have some time alone with her," he told them.

"Yeah, you're probably right..." Ziggy said, and Sportacus saw the disappointment on his face.

"But hey, I'm sure you will meet her later. So how about we'll go play together until she comes?" Sportacus suggested.

"Hey, uncle Milford," Stephanie called and opened the door a little, seeing her uncle sitting on the counter, reading the newspaper.

"Yes, Stephanie?"

"Look what I found outside!" she pulled her mother in.

"Hi!" Melanie waved her hands

"Oh, Melanie! You're finally here!" he exclaimed, and accepted his little sister's hug.

"Oh, I missed you so much!" he told her.

"I missed you too! And so is Matthew, but he sends you lots of hugs," she smiled at her brother and released him.

"Oh, really, how is Matthew, by the way?" Milford asked about their brother.

"Doing great as always," she laughed.

The three were chatting for like an hour, when Milford asked, "so when can we see your new house here? I'm sure it's lovely."

"Right now, if you'd like," she said, then turned to her daughter, "Oh, and don't you worry, I already got your room all covered in PINK!"

The three were walking down the street towards Melanie's new house, when they were noticed by the children.

"Wait, is this Stephanie's mom? She looks... very young," Ziggy said.

"Yes, well, that's her," Sportacus said.

"Hey, let's go and say hello," Pixel suggested and everybody followed him.

"Oh, hey, guys!" Stephanie greeted her friends.

"Stephanie, are these your friends?" Melanie asked, and the little boys lost it. She was so beautiful, now that they looked closely.

"Oh, yeah! These are Trixie, Ziggy, Pixel and Stingy. Guys, this is my mom, Melanie!" Stephanie made the introduction.

"Hi..." the boys said dreamingly, making Melanie laugh.

"Nice to meet you, Mrs. Meanswell," Trixie told her.

"Thank you, but it's just Miss, not Mrs..." Melanie said awkwardly.

"Oh, so you're divorced?" Sportacus asked.

"No," she simply replied.

'She must be a single mother then...' Sportacus thought to himself.

"We were actually going to see my house. Would you like to come?" Melanie asked the group and they nodded.

They walked with Stephanie, Melanie and Milford, until they came to a very big house, that was almost – but just almost – as big as a mansion.

"That's where you're gonna live?" Ziggy asked.

"Yep," Melanie took a step forward and opened the door.

And as it was big on the outside – so was the inside.

"Miiiiine..." Stingy whispered as he entered. The place was huge and gorgeous! The walls were either white or in pastel colors.

The rest entered and checked out the place.

"Is that all from what you've made in the past 3 years in Italy?" Milford asked.

"Uh-huh," Melanie nodded.

"What were you doing in Italy?" Trixie asked.

"Well, I'm an actress and singer. I went there to study in the most famous school of stage-arts a little after Stephanie was born, then when I graduated after 4 years, we came back here and I did some roles on TV and movies since then, here in the country and in Italy," Melanie told them.

"Yes, and now she's one of the most successful actresses in Italy! Right, mommy?" Stephanie said proudly.

"Yeah, you can say so. Hey, how about you'll go look at your room?" Melanie suggested.

"Oh, yes! Come on, guys!" The pink girl invited her friends, and they all went up the stairs to the second floor.

"So, where did you two lived before LazyTown? And how come you're coming to live here just now, while Stephanie is living here for a year?" Sportacus asked curiously.

"Oh, they used to live in Fun City before, but then last year, Melanie got a job in Italy and decided to come back and live here, next to me," Milford explained to the hero.

"Sorry if I'm making you uncomfortable with my questions, but I'm still curious – how come you didn't take her with you to Italy?" Sportacus asked.

"Don't worry, many people are asking pretty much the same questions all the time," she laughed, "anyways, I just wanted her to live around her family and study here, instead that we will be going back and forth from Italy to here. But we did video-chat every day, and sometime she came to visit with my parents, and sometimes I came whenever I could," she explained.

Meanwhile, the kids were exploring the house until they reached Stephanie's room.

"Guys..." she called her friends.

"Guys, I found it!" she called them again, and they all gathered around her as she opened the door.

Pink. Everything was absolutely pink.

Stephanie quickly jumped onto the bed, and it was so comfy and soft.

The room was even bigger than the room she lived in at her uncle's house, and she had everything she needed and even more.

"Wow, even though she lived far away from you in the past year, she definitely knows you," Trixie joked as she looked into the drawers of her light pink desk.

"Well, that's my mom," Stephanie giggled.

"Melanie, dear? I thought you were done with all the boxes," Milford said, looking away.

"Yeah, why?" she asked and looked at the direction he was.

At the corner of the living room, next to the TV, she had three more heavy boxes, one on top of another.

"Oh, these! Just my last things from Italy, you know, fan-mail, magazines, etc." she said.

"Wow, so Stephanie wasn't kidding..." Sportacus thought out loud.

Milford and Melanie looked at him.

"I just realized I said it out loud. Sorry," he apologized.

Melanie just laughed.

"That's ok," she said and smiled.

"But may I ask you another question?" he asked and she nodded.

"Did you really afford this house just for doing your movies and TV shows in for five years? I mean, I heard there isn't money in this profession," Sportacus asked doubtfully.

"Yes, I did. Sure, for LazyTowners it's a little expensive, but I made most of my money in Euros. And a lot of it," she told him. He started to piss her off.

Few seconds of being kicked in the ass by Stephanie's mom, Sportacus was saved by the bell – or more like, a phone ring.

"Oh, excuse me!" Milford pulled out his cellphone, "oh, look, it's Bessie!" he said as he looked at the screen.

"Well, hello Ms. Busybody!" he told her.

"MILFORD, WHERE THE HECK ARE YOU?" he heard her yelling on the other side.

"W-What are you talking about?" he asked her scared.

Sportacus and Melanie chuckled together. Then they noticed that, and continue to glare at each other with hate.

"You were supposed to meet me for brunch at my house 5 minutes ago!" Ms. Busybody kept yelling.

"OH! Oh, you're right!" Milford said, looking at his watch.

"Sorry, Ms. Busybody, I'm coming right away!" he told her and hung up.

"I'm sorry, but it looks like I have to leave," he told his sister and his friend.

"Don't worry, brother. Now hurry up, or you'll get into more trouble with Bessie!" Melanie laughed and he left.

Right then, Stephanie and her friends came from her room.

"Hey, mom?" she popped her head as she went down the stairs, "where did uncle Milford go?" she asked.

"Oh, he had to go to meet Ms. Busybody," Melanie told her.

"Oh, so the usual thing," Trixie laughed.

"The usual thing? So I guess things never really changed around here," Melanie laughed.

"Oh, things have changed here – and more than you think!" Robbie Rotten said in his liar, as he was watching them all in Melanie's house.

"At least now I know why I hate the pink brat so much – I should have known that's her mother," he growled, and pushed his periscope away.

"So, Melanie Meanswell decided to come back. If she only knew that I live here too now," he wickedly smiled.