"Aww, c'mon, Rae. What'd I say?" Beast Boy followed his friend down the hall. He wan't sure what he had said or done to make the empath so mad at him, but apparently it wasn't good since she just stormed away like entered her room and slammed the door in the changeling's face before he could say anything else.

He paused for a moment. "Umm... Knock, knock." He tapped the door softly.

A beat. Then Raven's voice came from inside. "Go away."

Beast Boy frowned, "Fine, I'll leave. But first will you please tell me what's wrong?" There was no answer.

The poor, confused, green boy sighed and started to walk away. Then his sensitive ears picked up the faint hiss of Raven's door opening. He turned and found himself face to face with the angry spell caster. Raven's eyes narrowed and for just a moment, Beast Boy thought he saw them turn red. He gulped and held up his hands like he was trying to calm an angry animal.

"Now, now, Raven," he took step back. She stepped forward. "Let's not do anything we might regret." Very suddenly and unexpectedly, Raven grabbed the changeling by the shoulders and kissed him! She let go and pulled her hood over her face.

Beast Boy stood there in shock. Did that really just happen? He felt the corners of his mouth twitch upward in a small smile. That was actually pretty nice. Glancing around, he spied the tip of Raven's dark blue cloak disappear around the corner. "Hey, Rae," he called. "Wait up!"

Raven hurried into the kitchen and popped two frozen waffles into the toaster.

"Raven," Beast Boy said.

"What," Raven replied in her usual monotone, not even turning around to look at him.

The usual confident green teen now felt awkward and unsure. "Did- did you just do what I think you just did?"

The dark girl sighed, "I can't read minds, Beast Boy. How am I supposed to know?" She turned her head slightly toward him. "What do you think I did?"

Beast Boy was pretty sure the empath was perfectly capable of mind reading. He also knew she would most likely deny ever having kissed him. So, before his courage left him completely, he quickly turned Raven toward him, pulled back her hood, and gently cupped her face in his hands. Her violet eyes widened, but before she could protest he pressed his lips against hers. He pulled back and would've laughed at the stunned expression on her now pink face, but he was scared.

He cleared his throat. "Umm, did I get it right, or are you going to throw me out the window?"

Raven's eyes widened. Beast Boy, fearing he was about to be tossed out of the window yet again, got ready to go road runner and hightail it out of there. But Raven merely nodded, rewarding the green boy with a rare small smile. Beast Boy smiled back, relieved that they wouldn't be getting another window replacement just yet.

Then again, maybe not.

At that moment, something large, round, and golden brown made a gaping hole in their living room wall. The changeling and empath both looked on in shocked silence as the thing rose up.

"Dude," Beast Boy rubbed his eyes vigorously. "Is that what I think it is?"

Raven nodded slowly. "If you mean a giant pancake that just make a hole in the wall, then yes."

The pancake roared, flecking the two with pancake batter.

"It smells," Beast Boy shook his head, "Like cinnimon."

Raven shoved something into his hands. "Take this!"

Beast Boy looked from Raven, to the giant evil pancake, to the waffle held in his hand. "Are you nuts? How's a waffle going to help us beat that?"

The spell caster tackled him to the ground as the pancake spat out blue berries the size of cannon balls. "Trust me, Beast Boy." She rolled off of him. "Use the waffle!" And with that, Raven charged the evil breakfast food.

Beast Boy looked down at the waffle in his hand and dropped it in surprise. The waffle had changed into a double edged sword. It's hilt looked like a rolled up waffle. He picked it back up and grinned. "Sweet."

"Beast Boy," Raven yelled. "I could use a little help over here!" She had her own waffle sword and was now in the process of whacking away the cannon berries with it.

The changeling sighed, she looked hot when she was fighting giant evil pancakes. He ran to help her. Together, they deflected the blueberries and finally got face to face with it. The pancake stopped, and a choking sound could be heard from deep within, where they guessed it's throat would be. With a sickening retching noise, the thing barfed up maple syrup, coating them in gross sticky sweetness.

"Aww, dude," Beast Boy moaned. "I just washed this suit!"

"Yuck," Raven said.

The pancake roared again and fell on top of them. When it rose it seemed to be smiling smugly. Beast Boy and Raven were gone. The evil thing's smile faded when it felt a painful stab deep within itself. Then another. It screamed as two swords poked through its middle and sliced it in half.

The changeling and empath jumped out of the pancake, slipped on the syrup, and fell to the ground panting. They tried to stand, but kept falling back down, so in the end they just sat. The waffle swords had changed back to normal.

"Dude," Beas Boy said, "I am never eating another pancake again."

"Ditto," Raven replied.

The changeling sniggered. Raven's short purple hair was sticking up at odd angles, thanks to the syrup and batter.

"What," she said, glaring at him.

"Nothing," he grinned, reaching over to smooth down her hair. But having it plastered to her head looked even funnier.

"Don't laugh," she warned. "Yours doesn't look much better."

"I know." Staring at the mess before them, he sighed. "Robin's gonna have a fit. How're we gonna clean this up?"

"Let's cross that bridge when we get to it," was the light skinned empath's reply. "Fist things first; we should figure out who gets the shower first."

Beast Boy shrugged. "You can have the shower. I'll get the ocean."

"Thanks, but won't Aqualad be mad?"

He shrugged again, "I'm not hurting anything."

They sat there together in a comfortable silence for a few minutes. Beast Boy was surprised that he felt no fear when he said, "Raven, I like you. A lot. More than a lot, actually."

She turned toward him. Her violet eyes stared into his green ones, causing a light pink blush to make its way across his face. "I like you too," she whispered.

Beast Boy smiled. He leaned in for a third kiss, and she gave it, neither of them caring about being covered in syrup and bits of evil pancake.

(End)

Author's Note

YAAAAAYYYY! My first fanfic is up! I'm so happy I could kiss Slade XP

So, ya. R&R please :)

oh, disclaimer: Ehem. I do not nor have ever owned the Teen Titans, baked a Giant Evil Pancake, or dueled with a Waffle Sword :P

edit: GAAAAAAAAHHHH! I just realized I forgot a couple lines in the beginning of the pancake battle :P Sorry if it didn't make sense, guys :P