Chibi Epic
Prologue
Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans... or any characters that might pop up in the chapters to come...
AN: I want to thank my beta-reader, Tech-Man... and wingeddserpent for helping me come up with stuff when I got stuck...
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Jinx kicked back on the couch; it had been a long, hard day. There had been bank robberies all over the city. Being on the good side was still weird, even after a year. She had been living in a small two bedroom apartment with Kid Flash, and life had been... unconventional... at best. One year of being a Do-gooder didn't take away the lingering feeing that you're a villainess, which she had been since the Junior Hive Academy.
"Whatcha doing'?" Kid Flash asked, arriving suddenly with a gust of wind.
"Relaxing; is that allowed?" Jinx replied closing her eyes.
"No, now get dressed," Kid Flash said, throwing a pair of jeans in her face.
"Why should I?"
"Because, we're going out; now get dressed," Kid Flash persisted.
"Fine," Jinx rolled her eyes. She headed to her room and closed the door behind her. Why she listened to Kid Flash, she didn't know. She began rifling through her drawers, looking for a shirt. She pulled out a white tee-shirt and pulled it over her head. A little variety never hurt anyone.
Jinx looked back at the drawer and smiled, "Na." She pulled out a navy blue shirt. Jinx took her hair out of its signature pink horns and pulled it back into a ponytail.
Wally leaned against her door and smiled, "Almost done?" He asked wearing a pair of faded blue jeans and a yellow tee-shirt.
"Yes, Wally," Jinx said mockingly. "Let's go," She pushed past Wally crossing her arms, "So, where are we going?"
"You'll find out," Wally said, leading Jinx out into the clear summer night.
"What? You're not just going to zip us there?" Jinx asked.
"And risk my secret identity? Never," Wally joked, "we're walking."
"Whatever, but where are we going?"
"You'll see, Erin," Wally replied happily.
"Fine," Erin shook her head.
The two walked together in the cool night air. It was pretty quiet until Wally tried to put his arm around Erin's shoulder. She glared at him threateningly, "You do you die."
Wally smirked and dropped his arm, "But I like life."
"If you touch me, you die."
"Fine"
Soon they arrived at the movie theater. "You have got to be kidding me," Erin winced. Wally just smiled and went up to the ticket booth. "Two for Happy Feet, please."
"You're taking me to see a children's movie about a dancing penguin, with the word Happy, in it?"
"But the penguin is so cute," Wally laughed, “and who said we actually had to watch the movie?"
Erin just stared at Wally, her eyes and her mouth gaping open, "I can't believe that you would say such a horrible thing!"
"I was joking," Wally laughed, "can't you take a joke?"
"No," Erin shook her head, "not about that."
"Want some popcorn?"
"If I must," Erin nodded sarcastically.
They got the popcorn and went to find their sears. "Let's sit up front," Wally said.
"I hate the front. Let's sit in back," Erin replied.
"Let's sit in the middle then," Wally smiled.
Wally sat down and put his feet up on the seat in front of him. Erin sat down beside him and glared at him, "Why did you bring me here?"
"We're living together. We may as well do stuff together," Wally answered.
The lady in front of them put her finger to her lips, "Shh!"
"It's just the previews. It's not like you're going to miss anything," Erin snapped.
"Erin!" Wally looked at Erin in shock, "You're supposed to be nice to the civvies."
"What did you call me?" The woman asked, slightly offended. As the lights dimmed, at least six different people turned around to shush them. The woman turned around in a huff as the movie started.
Erin sat, watching the movie in almost utter silence. The only time she really talked was when Wally 'accidentally' threw popcorn at the woman who had shushed them. At which point Erin stood up and dragged Wally out of the theater.
"What are you doing?" Wally asked.
"You just threw popcorn at a civilian," Erin laughed. "You are such a hypocrite."
"I didn't mean to, I swear. I was pretending to throw popcorn at the screen and my hand slipped," Wally explained.
"Sure, I really believe that," Erin said sarcastically.
"Erin, you're too cynical."
"I know," Erin nodded, "That's how I get by in this world."
"You don't trust people enough."
And you trust people too much," Erin replied. "Now, are we just going to stand here, or can I go home?"
"What; no dinner?" Wally raised his eyebrows.
"Fine, where are we going?" Erin asked.
"The Golden Italian," Wally answered. "I called in some favors."
"Where is said 'Golden Italian'?"
"Other side of town."
"And you can't just zip us there because...?" Erin asked.
"It might compromise my secret identity," Wally said, finishing her sentence.
"Okay," Erin sighed, "I guess we should start walking."
"Who said we had to walk?" Wally asked. "We could take a taxi."
Erin grimaced, "No we can't."
"Why not?"
"Never mind," Erin stated quickly, suddenly changing her mind, "but you're paying."
"Fine; that's what boyfriends are for," Wally said.
"Who said we were dating?" Erin asked.
"What do you think we're doing?"
"We're hanging out... as friends," Erin replied through clenched teeth.
"See, I'm a boy," Wally began, "and you admit I'm your friend. Boy. Friend. See how that works?"
Erin laughed, "And I'm going home. See how that works?"
"Aren't you hungry?" Wally asked.
"Yes; and there is food at the apartment."
"When was the last time you were in the kitchen? There is nothing there."
"Just call the cab," Erin rolled her eyes.
Wally whistled and waved his hand in the air and a taxi stopped in front of them. He opened the door for Erin and she crawled in, shuddering and wincing the whole time. "Where to?" The taxi driver asked.
Wally closed the door, "The Golden Italian."
Erin cringed. "Are you okay?" Wally asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine," Erin replied. Erin had crossed her arms over her chest and her eyes were closed.
Wally poked Erin in the temple, "You sure?"
"Don't touch me," Erin snapped as they pulled up to the restaurant.
"$22.50," The driver stated. Erin got out of the taxi and slammed the door, leaving Wally looking confused.
He pulled out his wallet and gave the driver the money, "Keep the change." Wally jumped out of the taxi and followed after Erin. "I'm sorry."
"Let's just go eat," Erin said, looking away from Wally.
"What's wrong, Erin?"
"Nothing, Wally. I'm fine."
"Whatever," Wally sighed, "Let's just go eat."
They went into the restaurant and were seated by a waitress named Toni. She had shoulder length black hair and blood red eyes. She seemed to only be a little older than them. She winked at them and left them with their menus.
"Do you know what you're getting?" Wally asked.
"Lasagna," Erin replied sharply.
"I'm getting spaghetti."
"Gross," Erin winced, "I hate spaghetti."
"Then why did you order lasagna? It's essentially the same thing."
"Everyone knows that lasagna never tastes how it's supposed to."
"Wow, you're weird," Wally smiled.
"Look who's talking," Erin retorted.
Toni came back and smiled, "Ready to order?"
"I'll have the spaghetti and she'll have the lasagna," Wally replied with a smile.
"Would you like anything to drink?" Toni asked with a smile.
"Dr. Pepper," Erin said quickly and Wally added, "And a Pepsi."
"It'll be right out," Toni said, before leaving again.
"I could've ordered myself, you know," Erin stated unhappily.
"What's wrong with you tonight, Erin? You're not usually this mean," Wally asked, truly concerned.
"Nothing, I'm just not feeling well," Erin answered.
"Why not?"
"It's nothing. Just drop it okay?"
"Erin," Wally reached for her hand, "What's wrong?"
"I told you I didn't want to go in that cab. It made me sick. Now drop it."
"I'm sorry," Wally apologized as Toni came out with the food.
"You guys want anything else?" Toni asked.
"No, we're good thanks," Erin replied.
"Enjoy," Toni grinned and left.
Erin took a bite of her lasagna and shuddered. "Is there something wrong with the lasagna?" Wally asked.
"String beans."
Wally raised an eyebrow slightly, "What about them?"
"That's what the lasagna tastes like," Erin replied.
"String beans?"
"And Sour Cream."