Hey guys...I know what you're thinking-another story?! And, well, yes...I saw an old book at a bookstore that I'd had in 6th/7th grade and remembered the premise. I'm using that premise to make this story but, seeing as I haven't read it in years, I'm pretty sure this will be considerably different...anyway it seemed like a good idea to start before I went and forgot it.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own My Fair Godmother by Jannette Rallison or the Teen Titans

The Problem

"Hey," greeted Richard enthusiastically.

"Hi," she montoned, not in the mood for yet another of his pep talks. No, she just felt like lying on her bedroom floor, crying her eyes out, until she wasted away. But her mother still forced her to come to school, insisting that she'd have to face her peers again at some point. And she'd already had 4 days off.

She swallowed, dreading the inevitable moment she would see Gar. They had been dating and friends for the longest time but, after a Biology assignment with her, Gar had, "Seen Tara in a new light." Like with many other people, comparisons with Raven often saw her on the losing end. Even between her and the bitchy Tara, Raven was considered sub-par. How karma had seen fit to make this the case, Raven would never understand. However, she knew she was just too quiet, too sarcastic, too cold and just too distant (a fact that was more off-putting than she had assumed-clearly if Tara beat her in any way). She thought Gar, at least, understood her complex personality.

Though he, it seemed, was no exception.

"Why?" she asked, her tone indicating it was as much an accusation as a question.

"I like her a lot. She's...funny," he finished lamely.

Vocabulary and articulation had never been one of his strong points.

"And...What? I'm not?"

"You are," he groaned.

He knew she wouldn't make this easy on him.

"So...what then?"

"We have a lot in common," he said apologetically, "She's just...fun. Carefree and spontaneous."

At least he had the decency to look sheepish. His emerald eyes desperately avoided her as he waited for her reply.

Taking a calming breath, she said, "You say that like we've never had fun together."

She hated it, how desperate she must have sounded but, really, how could he? Although they had been only dating about a month, they were friends for years. Tara had moved to Jump about a year ago and was a bitch to him the first few months, ignoring him lest she lose her friends by talking to 'such a loser'. But Raven had always been there for her friends! How did she deserve this?!

While she was busy marshalling her thoughts into place, she noticed with some satisfaction that he'd begun to fidget with the edge of his green polo. Good she thought Let him squirm.

"Look, Rae," he began, his wandering eyes missing her cringe at the old nickname, "You're funny but we're also really different. You're sarcastic and keep to yourself, reading most of the time. We're good friends and I like hanging out with you-but with her I don't feel like I'm constantly trying to draw her out into the real world. She's engaged and...enthusiastic."

"You knew all of this about me. Why ask me out if my qualities weren't what you were looking for, Gar?" she asked sourly.

"I made a mistake and I'm sorry."

She closed her eyes and willed the painful memory away. And people wondered why she always acted distant.

"You sure you're okay?" asked Richard, his icy eyes giving her a questioning look.

"I'm fine," she snapped, wishing he would let it go, "I've had time to get over it, okay?"

He nodded but the concerned look in his eyes never left- he didn't believer her. Fantastic.

Opening her locker, she grabbed the books she'd needed for her first few hours of class and quietly shut the locker door, hoping Gar wouldn't look up and see her. For once, the universe appeared to be on her side-he was too busy cuddling with his new girlfriend to notice her. As grateful as she was that he didn't see her moping and, well, looking at them, she still felt massively crushed that he, it seemed, couldn't give a damn about her.

She, somehow, managed to get through the first half of the day without incident. But it was lunch she was dreading most. She usually sat with Victor, Karen, Gar, Richard and Kori but now Tara would be there. Can you say awkward?

Still, she refused to back down. No, she would be there and act like her heart wasn't being torn to shreds watching her ex and that bitch. Pulling up the hood to her sweater, she meandered about, taking her time to return her books to her locker and grab her packed lunch. Closing the locker door, she nearly jumped when she saw Gar standing there.

"Um, heyy," he began awkwardly, once again finding the tails of his shirt more comforting than her calculating gaze, "I'm going to invite Tara to sit with us for lunch. Is that okay?"

As much as she hated the idea of being in such close proximity to Tara with the objective of being civil, Raven was grateful he had the sense to ask her. Still, he should know her well enough to know that she wouldn't refuse-she would put up with quite a bit to keep her pride intact.

"Yeah, it's fine," she said in her usual monotone.

"Hey, are you okay," he asked, "We've barely talked since this whole thing. I know you need time, but, I'd still like to be friends."

She scoffed, "Should have thought of that before. Honestly, what did you expect when you were hooking up with her during your Bio project?"

He cringed. She felt her heart soften just a little. That was the problem, she still didn't hate him. Was she hurt? Absolutely. But she couldn't bring herself to hate the "Green Bean" (as Vic affectionately called their vegetarian friend).

She sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose, "Look. I don't know if we'll ever be as good of friends or what's going to happen. But you're right-I do need time. Five days isn't enough to make me forget or willing to forgive, okay?"

He nodded, accepting this.

"Invite her to lunch, I guess, but it'll probably be awkward since all of our friends know what really happened."

Awkward was an understatement.

Almost none of her friends made any attempts to talk to Tara or be inviting in any way at all. For most of lunch, silence reigned as Victor and Richard, both fiercely overprotective, shot glares Gar's way.

Raven silently thanked her friends-at least her sullen silence wasn't out of the ordinary. A small part of her also rejoiced in the fact that her other friends stood by her. She was also a bit happy to see Tara suffer so- the bitch deserved it for stealing her boyfriend. She frowned, aware her anger was getting the better of her...but, on the other hand, it felt so good to think of unconventional ways to kill the poor blonde bimbo. It helped her feel just a bit better.

Having endured the torturous hour of lunch, Raven got up and made a beeline for the cafeteria exit.

"Friend," she heard Kori's chipper voice call, "Wait!"

"Yes Kori?"

"I was wondering if you would like to do the ritual mall of shopping trip? We could spend time at the mall of shopping and buy many lovely things before having the night of movies at mine!" she suggested eagerly.

Raven smiled at her foreign friend...but her smile vanished as quick as it came-Kori was also enthusiastic and carefree. Everything she was not.

Pushing the thought from her mind-honestly, did her brain have nothing better to do than torture her with such thoughts throughout the day?- and replied, "Sure, Kor. Why not?"

At least she had something to keep her busy and from feeling like a worthless piece of shit. Not to mention, this would have the upside of getting her friends to back off- she loved them but all the concern was suffocating.

Had she known what was going to happen, however, she probably would've re-thought the sleepover. Her life was about to get a whole lot worse.

Grabbing the plethora of colourful shopping bags (most of them Kori's), Raven hauled them up to Kori's room. It always blinded her when she first walked into the room after a long period of time. Everything was a sickly pink colour. Everything.

The sheets were a pastel pink under a vibrant pink comforter. The walls matched the bedspread. The nightstand was a stained sandalwood nightstand-stained a light pink like the sheets. The only things that weren't pink were the purple carpets and drapery. Raven wondered how Kori's parents went along with the colour scheme.

Putting the pile on her friend's bed, Raven waited for Kori to bring up the rest of the bags. Raven smiled as she heard Kori's groans from the weights of the purchases. Still, she was on the volleyball team and had weekly gym workouts-she'd be fine. Raven noticed Silkie rattling around in his plastic cage, obviously awoken by the rustle of many plastic bags and Kori's dramatic grunts as she worked her way upstairs. The naked mole-rat had begun to whine and Raven resisted the urge to feed it-she didn't know how much food to ration to the little guy.

It was funny, she mused, the day Kori purchased that thing from a pet shop, all of her friends thought it was so ugly (except Kori, of course). Yet, they all soon came to realise that it was the sheer ugliness of the creature (combined with it's mannerisms) that really did make him adorable. It didn't make sense but it was true nonetheless-he was so ugly as to actually be cute because of said ugliness.

Seconds later, Kori burst in, dumping her bags on the floor (where most of her clothes also resided, it seemed). With all the bags collected, Raven went through the task of finding her purchases among Kori's. It turned out not to be too difficult-anything that wasn't pink or purple was Raven's.

Raven smiled to herself as she ordered her items- 3 new shirts, a pair of purple skinny jeans, a new hoodie and new converses. Normally, she never bought clothes at the mall, this was an unusual change that, Raven knew, was only due to recent developments. In her defence, it was nice to get out for a bit and try things on as though she could be pretty. She sighed, examining the plain, black silky prom dress Kori had convinced her to buy. Kori had insisted that if Raven didn't have a date that she could go with the rest of their friends that didn't have dates either.

Which, Raven knew, would depend on her. Her friends could easily pair off-it would be single Raven that would prevent her friends from asking one another out as dates. After all-Victor had Karen, Gar had Tara, and Kori had Richard. Not to mention, she didn't want to be pitied-honestly, she knew that, while her friends meant well, they would be busy pitying her for the night-they would treat her like a fragile doll, sidestepping sensitive topics and making the night feel forced.

She knew she probably wouldn't go-but the dress had looked so pretty on her. In the mall, it had seemed like such a good idea to buy it and find a new date and make Gar jealous he'd ever left. Something about the stark florescent store lights and the loud always made buying things a seem like a good idea, though. She sighed, feeling pathetic yet again. After all, who buys a prom dress only to decide not to go? She felt a small step away from the stereotypical insane cat lady-the one who existed in every fictional neighbourhood that no one could or wanted to understand and that people went out of their way to avoid. Then again, if she were a cat lady, maybe she would still have Gar-his fondness for any animal was legendary. It was clear that he shared the same passion as his biologist parents.

The Disney movie marathon night Kori had planned really didn't help, either. Disney always had a happy ending and this, right now, wasn't something Raven wanted to see. She wanted to see something gory or depressing-somehow it helped when she was in moods like this. Especially now that Gar called her unenthusiastic. She had always been aware of this before, but it never seemed to bother him or her friends. Still, seeing a peppy disney princess get everything she could dream of due to a combination of said peppiness and good looks was almost too much. Sadly, Kori was still very much a child and didn't own movies that weren't disney or romantic comedies. Movies that always wrapped up neatly after 2 hours and comprised a "likeable" cast.

Stomach rumbling, Raven and Kori resolved to make some dinner prior to the film. Dinner that took a turn for the disastrous-after an hour of 'cooking', Raven's noodles appeared to have sprouted boils while Kori's concoction was covered in mustard and jiggling like jello. Both laughing at how, despite lessons from Victor, they couldn't cook, they quickly ordered pizzas before disposing of their failed attempts at dinner.

About 10 minutes later (much to Raven's happiness-sometimes it paid having a pretty friend that all the guys in the area fawned over) the pizza arrived. Taking it to the basement where Kori had her own movie theatre (complete with dark blue plushy seats, cup holders, and a large projector screen), they agreed Kori would get the first film pick and she would get the second.

Raven rolled her eyes as Kori picked, of course, The Little Mermaid. Raven could appreciate that her friend identified with the film-feeling completely foreign, not getting anything right and yet still capturing the heart of a handsome prince-she wasn't sure she could take yet another viewing of the film.

"You sure you don't want to see any other disney movie, Kor?" she asked, hoping to sway her friend.

Kori gasped, "FRIEND! Let us pick our disney movies based on the prince we like the most!"

Raven groaned as Kori squealed, laying out several DVDs and seriously discussing the merit of various fantasy princes.

"Sorry I asked," Raven deadpanned, grabbing a slice of pizza and wolfing it down.

"Friend," Kori began, her eyes sparkling, "Would it not be wonderful to have a prince like in the disney films? To dance with all night-such as at the upcoming ball?"

Raven snorted, "Prom?"

Seeing her friend's unwavering expression of interest in Raven's thought's on the matter (and that she was clearly unsatisfied by the response), Raven continued, "Sure, yeah. It'd be great. Though I may wish for some prince charming to take me to prom-"

She was interrupted by a pop! followed by a loud thud as a pink-haired teen about their age landed ungracefully on one of Kori's theatre seats.

"Didn't see that coming," deadpanned Raven, surprise evident in her wide-eyes.

Kori and Raven exchanged bewildered looks before assessing the person in front of them. She had pale skin-paler than Raven's, which was an accomplishment-with pink gravity-defying hair that was shaped into two distinct horns and held with black bands. The girl was petite and skinny as hell. She wore what appeared to be a witch's costume (it was a simple black dress that was shredded at the bottom) and black and pink striped tights. What was the most striking about her, however, were her cat-like pink eyes.

Both Raven and Kori gaped, unsure of how to react.

"It would be nice if any of you cared how I felt after a fall like that," snapped the peevish girl, her face forming a scowl to do Raven proud.

"Are you okay, friend?" asked Kori hesitantly.

"I'm fine," snapped the girl, gracefully twirling out of the seat and flipping so she landed in front of the two girls. All in black platform shoes.

"Look, which one of you is Raven?"

Stunned, Raven raised her hand, "Me."

The girl nodded, all business, "My name is Jynx. I'm here to grant your wish."

"Excuse me?" Raven asked, "What wish?"

The girl sighed, "You'd think they'd put me in charge of competent mortals. You said, and I quote, 'Though I may wish for some prince charming to take me to prom...' and I'm here to fulfil that wish."

"That wasn't a wish," Raven protested incredulously, "That was a...a..statement! One that you didn't let me finish!"

"You said wish and my employer thought that enough to send me here."

"Well go back, I don't want it."

The girl huffed, "Please don't send me back. I'm trying to be good and this is my test to see if I can do it. Let me try."

Raven furrowed her brow, "Trying to be good? What does that mean?"

"My specialty is curses and hexes," she explained, "Hence the name. But I'm trying to turn it around!"

Raven sighed and looked at Kori, "I'm not going crazy am I? You hear her too, right?"

Kori nodded, dumbfounded.

Smacking her head, Jynx's eyes glowed pink and her hands erupted in the same pink energy. She directed the energy in small waves of at the seats, ripping them from their fastenings on the ground and sending them in to the back wall.

If it was possible, both girls' eyes widened further.

"Whoa," muttered Raven.

After a moment of silence, Raven decided to just go with it-how bad could this really end up being? If after three chances Jynx failed it surely didn't affect her life in the long term. Jynx would fail her mission and Raven would live as though none of this occurred.

"So you're saying you have the power to do what, exactly?" asked Raven cautiously, having read enough of Grimm's fairytales to know that magic was a fickle thing.

"I can send you back in time. I can put you into the pages of one of those books you like so well. I can make you the protagonist of any film. Hopefully, the story will resolve itself the right way and you will get your prince. If you mess it up I'd have to send you into another film/movie/book what have you."

Raven weighed her words, "How would this help me though?"

"Well, after your happy-ever-after I'd bring him here to take you to the prom and make your ex jealous. What happens to him from there is up to you. Here's the contract, it explains everything there."

Jynx handed Raven a sizeable stack of papers written neatly in pink ink.

"Fine, you can help."

And with that statement, Raven was doomed. Perhaps it was the professionalism of having a contract or perhaps it was at her hidden excitement that something interesting was going to happen to her but, whatever the reason, Raven's guard plummeted and she had signed her life away without inspecting the contract. Perhaps she was closer to Ariel than she cared to admit.

Naturally, her rushed acceptance meant there were some details she'd missed about the whole operation.

Jynx smiled, "Excellent."

"Now what?" Raven asked.

"Now, you pick where you want to go," offered Jynx, "I would also suggest picking a story or a historical period you know well-it helps to know how things should go. Let me warn you, though, tampering with real history can have disastrous effects. Still, it's up to you."

If a bad-luck witch is telling me something is a bad idea, I suppose I had better not, then. Fiction it is thought Raven, mulling over just where she should go.

"Friend, how about we go into a disney movie to find such a prince?" suggested Kori.

"Um, I don't think that's a good idea."

"But friend, I know the story lines to all the disney films. And they are all adorable. Who did you select as your favourite prince?"

She held up Hercules, "He's not my favourite but I like Meg's snarky comments."

"Friend, he is not a prince. He is in Greece and can never be a prince," she muttered to herself, frustrated by Raven's lack of understanding of the Disney universe.

In exasperation, Raven grabbed The Little Mermaid, "I know how this goes, I guess."

Before Raven could say anything else, Raven was surrounded by a flash of bright pink light. When her eyes adjusted to her surroundings, she found herself in the ocean with a long, glimmering purple fishtail and, thankfully, the typical shell bra covered by a small bit of silver mesh that at least came down to her belly button and provided more coverage than what Ariel wore. Then it struck her-wasn't she supposed to be Ariel? Isn't that how this worked? This other mermaid Raven knew nothing about. And where was Kori?

Raven resisted the urge to groan-so as amends for Gar cheating on her the universe sent a bad-luck witch to help Raven fix her life. And now she may have messed up the spell. This was just too perfect.

Could this day get any weirder?

So there it is.

Okay so I'm not sure who Raven should end up with...I'm thinking either KF, Aqualad or Speedy (though I find it hard to write either of them convincingly)-any preferences?

Drop me a quick line to let me know what you think! :)

~RR