Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans. Talk to DC Comics about that.
It is huge and heavy. Considerably bigger than it really needs to be. It's bright yellow and orange binding is actually painful to look at, so I am forced to open it just to stop the pain. The smell of ink on the smooth, undamaged pages is familiar to me, even if the contents printed on them are not. My hands glide over the page I had opened to and I can feel my eye begin to twitch as I read a few of the thick black words.
A joke book. Of all things in the world it had to be a joke book, didn't it? What am I supposed to do with one of these? Paper weight comes to mind. That would be awkward though. Imagine someone coming into my room and seeing a joke book filled with riddles and sad, pathetic puns sitting on my desk. I would have to move out.
Giving me a joke book had to have been the epitome of idiocy. It is completely and utterly ridiculous to give someone like me anything even remotely close to a joke book. They are irritating, obnoxious, and above all else; annoying! The way they try to get you to smile through sheer idiocy. The way they do not seem to care about embarrassing themselves, or you for that matter. The stupid things are just childish and pointless.
Is that really what I think? Sure I know it is childish, but I did not just throw it away, did I? I did not just put it on the bottom of my bookshelf or lock it away in my trunk to forget about it either. I actually have it open right here next to me, and whether I like it or not, I keep finding myself glancing at the pages and reading some of the stupid jokes. They are not funny. The strange thing is, I still find myself smiling at them. They really are obnoxious, irritating, childish, and annoying. Even when I do not want to, these stupid jokes make me smile. I kind of hate that, but I get this feeling that I would miss it if it was not there. You know, come to think of it, in the end the joke book does not want anything from me, does it? All it does is sit there patiently with the idea in its head to try and put a smile on my face. Childish, obnoxious, annoying, or not, is that really such a bad thing? I suppose not when I put it that way. It still seems childish. It is clearly obnoxious. It is most definitely annoying. Yet, at the same time for those very reasons, it is kind of endearing. Okay, okay. So maybe I do like the stupid little joke book. That does not mean I have to say so. Definitely not going to do that. I would never hear the end of it.
A/N: Just a little drabble that came to mind. I think I read something else kinda similar that inspired it, but I can't remember where. What did you think?