I always feel compelled to write author's notes at the beginning of any given piece of fanfiction, because all of the cool kids are doing it. I really don't have much to say here though, except that your reviews make my day and I'm going to try to update as often as I can.

I was really, really into Teen Titans when I was like, eleven. And twelve. Seriously, you have no idea – I was OBSESSED. I knew the name of each episode and the order the episodes were in as well as who wrote each episode, et cetera. I was the biggest loser ever.

Maybe I'll remember enough to make these drabbles enjoyable. Well, I'm not sure if you could call them drabbles, since some might be longer than five hundred words, so classify them as you wish.

I'll write pretty much any pairing, because I can see the reasoning behind them all. Unsurprisingly, I favor RobStar, BBRae, and CyBee but I can try to make anything work. I'm taking requests as far as pairings go, but the general ideas for the drabbles are up to me as the author. However, if there's a certain element that you'd like me to include, I'll do my best.

This particular installment focuses on Robin and Starfire. Not as a couple, but with a developing, unofficial romantic relationship. I guess it isn't much different from that in the show.

There's not much angst here. I suck at writing angst. Don't hate.

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"You're ill," Raven observed, noting the pink flush on his cheeks and nose as well as his trembling form. Starfire, Cyborg, and Beast Boy halted their respectable activities and shot skeptical gazes in the direction of the Boy Wonder.

"I'm fine," Robin dismissed sternly, bringing a gloved finger to rub at his chapped nose. He sneezed into his hand.

Raven arched an eyebrow, as if asking him who he was trying to kid.

"Now that you mention it…" Cyborg trailed off.

"You really don't look so good, dude." Beast Boy finished.

"I'm fine," Robin repeated again, his tone one of annoyance. "It's just a cold, if anything. Calm down."

"Oh my!" Starfire gushed, and stamped her palm against his forehead. She looked at her friends with confusion. "Tell me, if Robin has caught 'the cold', then why does his head feel so warm?"

"He's got a fever, Star." Cyborg explained, and effortlessly lifted Robin from the sofa. "Come on, there's no work for you to do today. Off to bed."

"This is entirely unnecessary," Robin grumbled.

"It's anything but," Cyborg argued. "If there's trouble and you're sick, you won't be any use to us."

Robin squinted, his brows furrowing. He despised being regarded as useless.

"It's true, dude." Beast Boy added casually before pointing to the window. "Besides, the storm out there won't do anything but make you feel worse."

Starfire frowned, predictably concerned. She motioned for Cyborg to set Robin down, and he obliged. She took his hand.

"Come, friend Robin. I will assure that you are comfortable in bed before fixing you the soup of chickens!"

Robin wore a weary expression, but allowed the Tamaranian to dote on him for the time being. Besides, the more time he spent with Star, the quickly he would recover. Nothing competes with spending time alongside your best friend.

And it wasn't if his feelings for her could develop any further. What did he have to lose?

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Short and stupid and probably OOC. Tell me how to improve and I will do my best for you.