"Hey, Raven!" The green-skinned Titan called sweetly. "C'mon, you know you want to try some of Chef BB's world-famous tofu breakfast!"
Carefully marking her page in her novel, Raven sent him a death glare. "One word, Beast Boy. NO." The book was opened and Raven once again lost herself in the gripping tale.
"It's not that bad! Cyborg tried it!"
"So then why can I hear him throwing up in the bathroom?" The changeling scowled. "Maybe he's allergic to tofu!" As if on cue, the cybernetic teen trudged in, a green tint marring his dark skin. Raven smirked over the rim of her book.
"Raven, you're a wuss! You won't try it! Cy did!" He groaned. "Don't remind me, BB…"
The door slid open, a giggling Starfire and a cheerful Robin poking their heads in, wrapped in warm winter gear. "Star and I are going out, okay guys? I'm gonna show her how to shop for Christmas presents… we'll be back later." The duo disappeared. Robin was right; the holiday season was just around the corner. Holly, pine, and tinsel decorated lavishly around the interior (and exterior) of the tower.
"Okay, man." Cyborg left the operations room, claiming he needed to charge, a likely lie made to get away from Beast Boy's tofu.
"Just a little, Rae? It's delicious!" he wheedled once more. A familiar spark of rage in her violet eyes told him to shut up. "Fine. I'll eat this great tofu oatmeal by myself."
"It's called porridge, Beast Boy, and for the last time, DON'T CALL ME RAE!"
He put his hands on his hips in mock horror. "Who told ya that, Rae?" he said, just to irk the half-demon even more. "It's obviously oatmeal. See, it's made out of oats, and it's like, a meal."
Raven closed her eyes and counted to ten before rounding on him. "It's PORRIDGE." 'I can't believe I'm arguing with an idiot over the name of a breakfast food…' she thought irritably.
"Oatmeal!"
"Porridge, Beast Boy."
"DUDE, ITS SO OATMEAL!"
"I am not going to partake in such unnecessary arguments, Beast Boy! Just because I'm in love with-" Her eyes widened in shock. "I can't believe I said that… I'm such an idiot…"
She ran off, dropping the book. The doors to the corridors were barely open when he caught up with her. "Raven, wait!"
The Azarathian spun around. "Y-you don't want to talk to me… I know you like Terra…" A single tear slipped from her eye.
"I don't."
"Then who?" The question didn't need to be answered, as he captured her lips upon his own.
"You know," Raven remarked as they broke apart, her breath warm despite the cold. "I think it really is oatmeal…"
A/N: I'm on a writing roll! A stinkish piece of fanfiction I wrote in about… fifteen minutes, or less because I was rudely interrupted by the phone (my dad was calling from Puerto Rico). So yeah. Review, and maybe read/review my other fanfictions? (Detonations of the Mind and Snowflake.) Yeah. Byes! -Princess Lallzers