Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans or any related characters.
To Wonder.
"Hey Raven," Beastboy said, looking up from his video game. "Is Trigon Satan?" Raven paused in the middle of picking up her cup, and spoke slowly, "Why do you ask?"
Beastboy turned his head slightly away from her. "Oh nothing, just something that came up…"
Raven sat silent for a second, and turned to look full on Beastboy. "You do realize if he is Satan, I am the spawn of Satan…"
Beastboy continued to gaze at her innocently. "Yeah, so?" Raven expected him to spout her with questions about the both. What surprised her was that he sat in spot, the question still on face.
She took a different approach. Discussing her father wasn't a preferable option. Maybe if she changed routes, Beastboy would leave her alone. Goodness knows how short that attention span of his was…
"Why do you ask about him?" she said, somewhat shortly. Beastboy shrugged. "No reason." Raven eyed him. He was hiding something from her... She was an empath after all. Sighing, she decided to take the direct approach. "Beastboy, talking about my… father, doesn't sit well with me. Can we just drop it?" She turned away from him.
A minute later, she felt eyes on her back. She turned back around to see Beastboy staring at her intently. "Don't you something better to do?" she snapped. "Nope," he answered promptly. "Beastboy…" she sighed. "It's a silly question. Please, for the love of goodness, leave me alone."
Beastboy grinned, "Nope." Raven growled at him irritably. "Fine," she said, "Fine. You wanna know? Okay. Trigon has horns. Satan doesn't. Satan has wings. Trigon doesn't. Happy now? That enough an answer?"
"Yes." He grinned in an almost maniac way at her. Breathing hoarser than usual, she asked quietly. "May I ask, why you were so persistent for an answer? I can sense you were not quite relaying the truth."
Beastboy shrugged nonchalantly. "Nothing really. The villain dude on my game looks a freaky lot like your dad."
"That's all?" Raven clenched her fists slightly.
Again the innocent look. "Yeah, why?"
"Nothing. Beastboy, what's the number to the game producers?"
"Uh… why?"
"Nothing. Just want to give them a few choice words…"
Fin.
A/N- Shortest fic I ever wrote. Oh, and before I forget, I intended to poke no fun at anyone with the Satan reference. It was all for sake of plot.
Haha, what do you think Raven's going to do?
Review please!