Slave
Starfire hovered in mid air on her back. She didn't know what to do today. She decided on doing whatever her friends were doing.
"Cyborg, can I help you?" she asked Cyborg. He was fixing the T-car from its last expedition in the garage.
"No, Star!" he yelled over the drill, "Last time you messed up the engine by hammering in the screwdriver, remember?"
"Oh, yes," she said, recalling the bent and torn T-car and Cyborg's screaming.
She drifted out of the garage up the stairs. To her delight she spotted Robin.
"Robin? Where are you going?" Starfire asked the Boy Wonder.
He stopped, and looked around, "Training."
"Must you train?"
"Yes, Starfire, I am a hero. I need to stay in shape."
"Oh, alright then," she turned and hovered away. She couldn't train with him. He had once gotten so angry at her imperfections he- well, it had not been pleasant. She had forgiven him, because that was a long time ago, but no, she could not go to help him.
Robin looked back at her. Why did she never want to train with him? He'd only gotten angry once, and she'd almost missed the target and hit him instead. She always trained on the roof or the by the sea with Raven who moved rocks. Shrugging, he walked away.
Tentatively, Starfire knocked on Raven's door.
Raven opened the door to reveal half of her face. She asked in her monotone, "What?"
"Do you wish to-?"
"No."
"But-."
"I need to meditate Starfire. Alone."
She shut the door in Starfire's face. Sighing, Starfire went to find Beastboy.
He was still asleep since he hadn't slept all last night on their expedition with Magic Mumbo. But in her opinion he'd slept too long since seven in the morning to seven o'clock in the evening. She couldn't seem to wake him up no matter how loud she yelled.
As she floated from the room she decided she just as well float up amongst the clouds and see the stars come out in the absence of the sun.
She floated through her sunroof that Robin had had built into her room. She remembered why too.
It had been cold outside to her standards but for him it must have been deathly cold. She had wanted to see the moon that night, but it had not been there. There were only stars.
"Starfire?" he'd asked in a shivering voice. "W-what are you d-doing here?"
"I am only starring at the stars."
"Aren't you cold?" he asked as puffs of visible air wafting from his mouth. He was huddled in his coat.
"It is cold, but not terribly so. What are you doing up here?"
"I was checking to make sure everything was in place for the night and the door was open and you weren't in your room."
"Oh, yes," she smiled. I come up here every night to stare at the stars."
"Alone?"
"Yes, why not?"
"But, what if something happened?"
"Like what?"
"If- If someone got you up here. If you were hurt, or captured, or ki-ki-, " his voice had seemed to freeze over.
"Kill me? I would not be hurt by a human. I will be fine. You do not seem fine. You should go inside, Robin."
"You can't st-stay out here."
"I will come with you then."
The next day he and Cyborg had made the sun roof with some kind of super hard glass though it was as clear as if she was outside.
"Now you can watch the stars at night with out being in danger."
"I thank you Robin, but I am not in danger on Earth," she'd said, and hugged him to reassure him. But still, she did as he said.
Smiling, she opened the latch and let herself through. The purple sky was beautiful as it set. She wished she could go and visit each of them, but Robin had said they were only suns that were smaller in the sky. Of course she knew this, but still. She enjoyed the thought until she spotted a black star in the sky. Or was that one of the satellites Robin had told her about? No, it was moving much to fast in the sky. She frowned and blinked. At home black stars had meant that an S. Ship was coming. But they couldn't come to Earth… Could they?