I moved my Guidelines to my profile, since SOMEONE got their panties in a twist about it.
Okay, so here's how I do this:
The title of the chapter is the pairing
You read the chapter
You leave a review, with or without a pairing request. No flaming.
And i choose whether to ignore it or not.
Got it?
K, so here's the pairing.
CyborgXT-Car
"Dude! Who said you could take my baby out for a joy ride!? 'Cause I know I sure as hell didn't!"
Cyborg gazed in dismay at his recked car. The top was gone, there was only one door on, for now, anyway, the windshield was shattered, the hood smashed, the car appearing to be rear-ended from all sides, and, the worse part is... the paint job was completely ruined.
Cyborg's jaw dropped in horror as his car spontaineously combusted and turned into ash. He turned to a guilty-looking Beast Boy with a muderous glint in his eye.
"Get. Out." his voice was quiet with anger.
"But-" Beast Boy started in a meek voice, but Cyborg cut him off.
"Get outta my garage!" Cyborg roared, and the green changeling shifted into squirrel form and scurried out of the room, fearing his wrath.
When he was alone, Cyborg got down on his knees by the T-car's ashes and cupped them in his hands.
"Don't worry, baby. Papa Cy's gon' fix ya right up." he spoke tenderly, running his fingers through the ashes before kissing them and setting them down gently in their pile. He then stood up and walked over to a large worktable piled high with metal scraps of all sizes. His turned his finger into a blowtorch and began to work.
Raven opened the door to the garage, hood up, irritation flickering in her tired violet eyes.
"Cyborg, it is three in the morning. I should be hearing silence. Instead, I am hearing the noise of mechanics. Why aren't you in bed, asleep?"
Cyborg turned to Raven from his place in the center of the garage. He stifled a yawn, his human eye appearing puffy with weariness.
"Hey Raven. Good morning." he said before turning back to his barely-made new T-Car.
"Why aren't you asleep?" Raven repeated, walking up behind Cyborg. When she received no response, she stated, "It's just a car. You can continue making it tomorrow-"
"It's not just a car." Cyborg spoke quietly. "It's my baby, the only thing that won't be revolted by the love of a robo-freak."
"You can work on your... 'baby', tomorrow, when the noise won't disrupt anyone. Now go to bed, Cyborg." Raven turned and left the garage. She flinched when she heard the sounds of mechanics, but she left it alone. There were always late-morning sleep-ins.
A week went by and, outside of missions, nobody's seen Cyborg outside of the garage. Every early morning, Raven would awaken to loud noises from the garage and walk downstairs to talk to Cyborg and try to convince him to go to sleep. She failed every time. But she did notice the progress he was making. The T-Car's shape was more and more defined each time she visited.
After about two more weeks of welding, drilling, molding, resizing, and any other car-making ways, the new T-Car was finished.
Raven could tell because the noises had stopped awakening her so early in the morning. But she did anyways and ventured out of habit to the garage, where a shining, new T-Car was waiting. And there was Cyborg, peacefully asleep, laying across the front seats of the T-car. He was hugging the passenger seat like it was a teddy bear. Raven almost smiled. It was adorable.
Using her magic, she lifted Cyborg out of the car. Carrying him behind her, she walked up to his room, set him down on his charger, and plugged him in.
Then she walked back to her room, laid down in her bed, and slept better than she had in weeks.