I do not own Teen Titans and I do not think I write well enough for the Teen Titans. But when you have a little drabble to write out, you can't really let yourself forget it. So here is my little bit for Halloween, and I hope you Enjoy it!
Halloween is stupid.
On second thought, O Hallow's Eve, the original haunted night, was a mildly entertaining event. Mostly because everyone was actually scared of the things they were supposed to be scared of.
But when it turned into Halloween, it was no longer entertaining.
Raven glared at the young teenagers as they mock scared their friends, creating an identical mock emotion of fear. Children ran around the city block asking for candy from complete strangers, their parents laughing and sharing in the treats of their masked young ones.
Halloween used to mean something, Raven thought as the Titans walked into the Hotel.
It used to mean food.
Although Raven is one to keep her own counsel, there were still aspects of her demon self that were left unsaid to her friends.
While the Titans were excellent heroes, with sacrificing souls and golden morals, they were still teenagers, still children growing up. And in every teenager there is rage and hopelessness, unbridled happiness and warmth. Each emotion growing and interfering with the light or dark of another. But with Raven, the controlled demon-child, she could not feel these things. She could only eat them.
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Entering the Hotel was like one the city's children knocking at the door of a candy giver. Raven could eat the mock fear of the 'Haunted Hotel's' conscious inhabitants, but it would not be healthy or filling.
The Titans, at BeastBoy's persistence, had booked two rooms on this full mooned night, and planned on enjoying themselves as regular teenagers might.
A Scarecrow checked them in, while a pumpkin showed them to their rooms. The boys were given a room on the second floor, while the girls got the room above them on the third.
Events were played in the hotel lobby and basement, and scary pranks were pulled, all of which Raven observed from afar. At last the time came, for everyone to sleep. The manger of the hotel promised nightmares and haunted halls for any one who either slept or woke.
Beastboy, who was close to Raven, shivered. It was a real fear based shiver. It tasted like a sip of wine, to Raven, the sip right before a feast was served.
The lights were still on so the fear was still fake, but as soon as they turned off the lights and the mind started to play, Raven's soul would eat and be full for the first time all year.
