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Disclaimer: Teen Titans are creations of DC comics. little bits of lyrics were made by Pink Floyd... i guess that I owe them a lot


"Wow… they wouldn't believe this even if God itself come down from heaven and slaps them in the face" Garfield Logan A.K.A. "Beast Boy" thought moments before he entered to an unkempt building on the old downtown of jump city, this old looking, crumbling structure was the facade of the "Eclipse" club, the only place on the town where you can hear good… I mean GOOD music, that kind of music that is, was, and it will be avant-garde from all kinds of new musical expressions even from eons to come, that music that touches you, embraces you and will never let you go… "Who will guess that me, the jester… the comic relief… the brainless one of the group is here, at this place… no one, well, I'll have to make a story that I was at the arcade or some stuff like that, I don't want that any of them knows this… this will be my little secret" and indeed, it was… since 2 and a half months he was a frequent client of the Eclipse… not for be different, not for an undercover mission, it was because he was a…Pink Floyd fan… yes, the least "smart" titan became an floydian, that so-called "stoned race", he was with his peers, at his place and with his music… and what a lovely music was


Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day /you fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way. /kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town /Waiting for someone or something to show you the way


"Hey, Gar, over here!" screamed a rather "normal" guy, from the other end of the club… he was alone on his table, and it had an extra chair

"Shhh! Don't scream it…" BB shouted and grimaced towards the music and conversation filled place "nice to see you here, Dave" he saluted his friend "it's good to see a kind face" while he told that, he feel some relief… he can finally speak his words… not a mocked up version of himself…

"Wow… hard day at the office? Am I wrong?" Dave, a record shop employee and amateur music critic with the same ages as BB, added in a sarcastic way "what happened… too much work and no fun make Gar a dull Beast Boy"

"Yeah, as usual… I need a vacation or a new lobotomy… it ain´t easy pretend to be a brainless teen and to live with people that really thinks that you're dumb enough to know what "neuronal synapses" is"

"And why do you still hide your intelligence, don't you think that your empathic friend… how is she called… Raven? Will discover it afterwards?"

"Nah… I have some cards under my sleeve" declared in a cocky way "some tricks given by the chief" for those of you that you didn't knew, beast boy was a member of the doom patrol, he can be looked as the weak link of the teen titans… but he has the same or more tactical and fighting training than Robin does… but as all of us he is stubborn and immature, and the most inclined to make mistakes, but he uses that to his advantage for his facade… just like everyone "no one… and I mean no one can read my mind… but it fails sometimes… I guess that is pure luck that Robin or Raven hasn't discovered my charade"

"I give you the doubt benefit…they should know it by now…"

"… and what do I care…" he finally said, giving an abrupt end to the conversation

"Hey! Calm down… you don't have to be at the defensive here… you are with friends here… by the way, Gar, did you made me the favor that I told you? Dave asked hoping that his friend have completed the task that he has asked him

"… Yep! I made a record raid over the tower… and I found something weird and disturbing… but worth of the telling… I found a good charlotte cd… on Raven's room" Beast Boy exclaimed in a mocking way "the only thing that saves her is that she has some The Cure and Depeche Mode, but like any other human… she has flaws…"

"Good charlotte… and they say that you are the poser one…" Dave said as both starts to laugh… "Hey, did you hear? Pinkie plays today… in about 10 mins."

"Sweet! Dude… that's cool"

"Yeah… and you are bitching about how "fake" your personality is… but in the end is so real that it's in you"

"Dave… fuck you…" BB said "just joking, but I guess that I'll have to figure how I can blend the inner me with Beast Boy and for the titans… I'll keep them comfortably numbed about the real me"

"That was lame; you have to give thanks that I will not kick your ass"

"Oohhhh, I'm so scared… I have to take you to the tower someday… there you'll listen to music via Cy´s sound system"… he was about to end the sentence when the pulse of a synthesized heartbeat stopped him… pinkie, the club's "official" cover band, started its gig… for 40 minutes it will be only music and silence.


Us, and them /and after all we're only ordinary men. /Me and you. /God only knows it's noz what we would choose to do


"Too late… too late… I hope that all of them are asleep, ´cause I don't want to argue with anyone… where were you, what were you doing…what do you care… I have more mental sanity troubles…"

"Why are you acting like a prick? Get a life…" said a voice inside BB inner voice, it was his alter-ego, that part of his self that keep him on the ground… his reality check

"Great… now I have to deal with you…I kind of miss you… beastie"

"Yeah… yeah… tell me, how much time we have to pretend that you have the mental age of a spoiled 10 years brat"

"Until I get a shoot at my head or only under torturing ways… but I don't see a bare naked confession coming from my mouth in a long, long time"

"… great…mentally unstable medical facilities… here we go… just think… they're your friends… your team, they will not harm you…"

"But they'll make my life a mess, listen, I don't want to be labeled…I just want to be me… nothing else, nothing more"

"Labeled? Come on, right now you are being labeled, as the useless one, the brainless one… the meaningless one, come on, you have too much to give to yourself and to your friends… but you just keep hiding it behind a wall of lies…you, so called Floyd fan…haven't you heard that record? The Wall? You're committing the same mistakes… under that layer of nothingness hides a troubled guy, with so much potential…"

"…STOP IT! Don't scowl yourself… I know what I'm doing; this is for my own good… I need to be this way"

"Crazy over the rainbow I am crazy… I guess that you're in the verge of losing it, but I'll not be seated on my laurels and watch how your life is wasted just because you can afford to live your own fucking life… everyone tries… from Cy to Raven, everyone makes mistakes…"

"DON´T TALK ABOUT HER!... I'm just nothing to her… I'm a god damned silhouette that is meaningless… she wouldn't believe that I have some sort of intelligence… she just laugh at my face… and I can't stand that"

"Then prove them wrong… that there is more that they can see under the skin of Garfield Logan… prove her wrong… I know… we know that you love her to the last of your cells…"

"What about that? She knows nothing about me…about anything of my life…and I want to be this way, I prefer to be the smart guy in the shadows instead of the troubled poor guy…If I have to be an dumb kid all my life…so be it"

His life… as his own words… is meaningless, just a elaborated wall of lies that "protects" him from the outside world… and the people that he loves, he prefers to be a shadow of his self… sure, he can be funny… but not all in life is fun…sometimes it's necessary to mature… but it take some time and will… but that is what Gar has not have… and believe me, growing up the hard way isn't the best way to do it.

End of chapter I