Together Always
By CrazyDeafGirl
Disclaimer: Don't own the Teen Titans.
Summary: The Teen Titans had died twenty years ago. All except Robin…
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"Students, the homework for tonight is to read chapter 21 and answer questions one through four. If you are interested in five extra points, write a paragraph about the Teen Titans with the information given in the chapter. It is due the next class meeting." The teacher glanced at her students. Occasionally, she wish that they would realize how important it is to learn history; after all, when one knows history, he is not likely to repeat the mistakes. Then a bell rang; "The class is dismissed."
The students quickly packed their backpacks and poured out of the dreary classroom. "Okay, today's Tuesday, which means we have science next. You all finished your homework? Gotta get good grades, or Dad won't let us go to the big game." The speaker was a boy with the stereotypical football-player look on him, with green eyes and black hair. His name was Victor, and he was speaking to his brothers and sisters; he is a part of a quintet set.
His brother beamed, "Dude, like we're gonna mess up our chance and miss the big… thingie. Don't worry, Vic." He couldn't look any more differently from Victor; instead of looking tough and buff, he has a baby-ish face with slightly pointed ears and dirt-brown hair. Take off about a foot off his height, and that is Garfield.
"Yeah, Gar's right. We've done our homework – don't worry, Vic." The third and last brother added in his two cents; yet again, he do not bear any obvious similarities with his brothers. He came up roughly between the behemoth Victor and the elf Garfield, carrying the classical 1950's male look, with black hair and blue eyes. He is Richard.
"Easy for you to say, Rich! Dad didn't threatened to ground you from playing in the football team!" Victor whined, an utterly strange sight from the large boy.
As the brothers continued their 'manly' discussion, the two sisters slyly glanced at each other, shaking their heads hopelessly. The taller girl, the one with the innocent-girl look: round face, well-tanned skin and light chestnut-coloured hair, blinked her wide, round green eyes as she puzzled, "Why do they always argue like that, Raven? Us being sisters and opposites, should be the ones who fight often, yet we barely do."
Her sister, the one with the ice-queen face – high cheekbones, perfectly straight and long nose, sharp chin and a window's peak in the hairline, with blue eyes and black hair and incredibly pale skin – simply shrugged her thin shoulders. "I truly don't know why, Koriand'r. Perhaps they are driven by their ridiculous male egos? Or they are simply idiotic, which certainly is Garfield's case."
The sisters watched with amusement at their brothers' disagreement, which by then had involved several headlocks by that point. Raven smirked at Koriand'r before quickening up her step, catching up to the boys. She sidled up besides her brothers; "Garfield?"
He barely acknowledged her. "Mm?"
Raven kept her face entirely neutral as she commented, "Do you know that the human brain is capable of remembering four things at the same time?" Garfield shook his head.
"No, I don't. That's pretty cool…" He trailed off, eyes narrowing. "What's the catch?" Raven blinked innocently at him.
"Oh, nothing. Except that your brain can't recall more than one thing at the time, it's clear that you're… lacking mentally." Raven looked smug as Richard and Victor began to snigger. Garfield didn't get it.
"Oh? I didn't…" He trailed off, then his eyes widened. "…HEY!" His brothers and sisters burst out laughing. "Oh, very funny. Really smart." The small boy pouted.
Still chuckling, the siblings entered their science class, where their teacher greeted them. "Hello, Graysons, please take your seats." After the late bell rang, the teacher announced, "Class, today we will be watching a video-" He had to raise his voice to be heard over the cheers – "About the Teen Titans; how their members were different biologically, such as skeletal system, digestive system, even their own DNA. I will hand out some papers – I expect all the questions to be answered by the end of the video." With this, the class took out their pencils and settled down comfortably as the video began with the Bill Nye the Science Guy music blaring.
When the video ended – with most students groaning at Bill Nye's puns, whereas several brave souls dared to chuckle – the class hurried to answer the final few questions. The teacher cleared his throat. "Please pass your work to the front – I will collect while you pack up. I will be seeing you Thursday, and there are no homework tonight."
The bell then rang, and most students scurried out of the classroom, eager to get out of school as fast as possible. The Graysons, however, remained behind; four of them rolled their eyes as Garfield rushed to finish his sheet. "Done!" Garfield exclaimed proudly, and he went to give his messy paper to the teacher. The old man glanced at them, remarking,
"I once had the opportunity to know the Titans personally, children. And I must say, you all are so much like them, I almost could swear that you are the Teen Titans."
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