Last time: Raven has come to the conclusion she should act like Beast Boy (at least around Cyborg) so her friend does not feel as lonely.

Some notes:

Anytime a section starts with an "R" above the paragraph, that section is in Raven's POV.

Raven may act OOC starting from this chapter.

Reader discretion is advised.

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Raven woke up early, as she normally did. Even if the other Titans weren't around, she couldn't change her sleeping schedule so easily. She prepared her appearance for the day, then phased through the levels of the Tower until she was standing on the roof. She would need to meditate longer than usual if she wanted to keep her powers in check when she started acting like Beast Boy for Cyborg. The quiet morning was quiet no longer as she started chanting her mantra.

Cyborg walked into the common room, fully rested after recharging overnight. He was a bit surprised at not seeing Raven already in the room. He'd thought she would take advantage of the empty space to do her meditation indoors. Or at least, since it was already mid-morning, be reading at the counter with a cup of tea.

He decided to not think too deeply on it and looked in the fridge to see what he could whip up for himself. He settled on making waffles, thinking that he could tempt Raven to eat whenever she decided to come into the common room. Just as the thought passed through his mind, the hallway doors slid open.

Raven yawned as she walked in. "Morning, Cyborg." She rubbed her eyes as she greeted him, as if she had just woken up.

"Morning, Raven. Want some breakfast?"

"Not hungry. Let's play a game first." Raven said, pointing in the direction of the TV.

Cyborg wasn't sure he heard her right. Raven stared at him, but she seemed distracted; her gaze flickered towards the couch more and more frequently as she continued to wait for his response. He regarded her, completely confused by her behavior. "Well? We playing or what?" Raven asked, apparently impatient since he hadn't answered her.

Cyborg had no idea how to respond to her question and, flustered, tried to change the subject. "You have to eat something! I'm making waffles; you want some don't you?!" Internally, he hoped Raven would respond with a sarcastic comment or something. Show me there's nothing wrong here, Raven!

Raven stared at him with no change in her expression before finally sighing. "…Fine. Three waffles, no more, no less. I can't help cook so I'm going to play a game in the meantime." The girl didn't wait for him to respond; she flew over to the couch and settled down on the cushions.

Cyborg's jaw dropped as his mind stopped working.

Cyborg has stopped working. Now entering auto mode.

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Raven felt a rush of pride at what she believed was a passable portrayal of Beast Boy's normal personality, though she quickly squashed the feeling down before something exploded. She glanced over her shoulder, finding Cyborg busying himself as he prepared their breakfast. She turned on the TV, then grabbed the controller from where it sat on the coffee table. I suppose I should play a little bit at least. Just to continue the act.

Rebooting.

Cyborg shook his head as his systems came back online. He didn't know how long he had gone without consciousness, but it didn't seem to be long as he was still in the middle of making the waffle batter. "That must have been a dream or something. I misheard her. Raven would never play a video game." He tried to laugh it off but a troubling question remained in his mind. Would she? "No, who am I kidding? It's Raven we're talking about. There's no way I'm going to turn around and see her playing a game." He turned around as he spoke, then stopped and stared.

"Let's see…so this character has to shoot his way through each level…how do I jump?" Raven's mutterings were just loud enough for Cyborg to hear.

Cyborg clamped his mouth shut so he wouldn't scream aloud. Raven. The Raven. The one who bashed video games as a waste of time and brain cells is actually learning how to play one? His mind went blank with how strange the situation was.

Cyborg has stopped working. Resuming auto-pilot.

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This is harder than I thou- I just died again! Why is this so hard?! Raven raged silently. She was irritated at still being stuck in the tutorial. "Who programs the ability to die in a tutorial anyway?" She grumbled, making another go at the last obstacle standing between her and the rest of the game.

Wait, why am I so irritated by this anyway? Raven thought, coming back to her senses. I don't need to succeed in this stupid game. I'm just playing for a bit because I'm acting like Beast Boy. That doesn't mean I need to lose myself like he does. Raven took a deep breath, then glanced once more over her shoulder at Cyborg. "Still cooking. Maybe later I can tempt him into a game or two." But she would have to get better at the game first. Though she would never admit to anyone, including herself, her pride would not allow her to lose at what she still considered a "pointless game".

Reboot complete.

Cyborg looked down at the plate he was holding. Under his auto-pilot, he had prepared a large stack of waffles. He carefully moved three from the stack to another plate for Raven before carrying both plates to the table. "Raven! Breakfast's ready!" He looked over at the other teen, who was furiously button-mashing her way through a boss battle. "Raven!"

"I heard you the first time!" Raven shouted back, though her shout was only slightly louder than her normal tone. What surprised Cyborg, however, was the irritation that was clearly creeping into her voice. "Just let me get through this boss and I'll stop!"

"You could just pause the game." Cyborg pointed out as he rummaged through the cupboards for the syrup. He'd given up thinking about Raven's strange behavior for now, lest he shut down for a third time. "Raven? Pause the game and come eat." He was starting to feel more like an older brother as he chided his friend.

"But what if I lose when I un-pause?" Now Raven sounded like she was whining, though again, her voice remained monotonous.

"Raven!"

There was a click as Raven paused the game and flew over to the table. She dropped her hood as she sat down, her expression unreadable. She poured syrup over her small stack and began eating almost as soon as she put the bottle down. She was eating so fast, one would think she'd been starved.

"Slow down, Raven, or else you're going to-"

Raven dropped her fork as she coughed violently.

"-choke." Cyborg finished quietly. He stepped over to the other teen and awkwardly patted her back, trying to help her dislodge whatever she was choking on. When that failed to have any effect, he hurried to get her a glass of water. "Drink this. Slowly."

Raven glared at him, silently berating him for treating her like a helpless child, before accepting the water. Cyborg was relieved as she drank, partially because she was no longer choking and partially because she had shown him normal Raven behavior for the first time that morning. It was almost refreshing.

But short-lived, as Raven resumed eating at a slightly slower pace compared to her earlier one. She finished quickly, depositing her plate and utensils into the sink with her powers. "Back to my game. You should join me when you're done eating." Raven floated off, but Cyborg didn't let her get far.

"Not so fast." He grabbed the back of her cloak, forcing the girl to a sudden stop.

"Are you trying to choke me?" Raven grumbled, turning to face Cyborg with the best of her ability while he retained his hold on the back of her cloak. "Well?"

"Check-up time." Cyborg really didn't want to force a physical scan on her but he had to rule out as many possibilities (fever, alcohol, etc.) for reasons behind Raven's sudden strange behavior.

As he expected, Raven was scowling. "My game." She reminded him, as if he needed reminding. The TV was still playing the happy jingle it normally did from the game's paused menu.

"The game can wait. Sit there until I'm finished, then we're going to the sick bay." Cyborg released Raven's cloak. The girl continued to scowl at him as she straightened out her outfit. Thankfully, she listened and sat back down at the table.

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Raven was puzzled. She was behaving like Beast Boy (somewhat) and while she somewhat understood Cyborg's reaction to her act, she failed to see why a visit to the sick bay was necessary. Plus, it's cutting into my play time, she thought. Then she shook the thought from her mind, reminding herself that she should not get too attached to playing. She glanced around the common room, looking for something to do while she waited. Her attention kept getting drawn back towards the TV, as the happy music was far more interesting than watching Cyborg stuff his face.

Cyborg sped through the rest of his food once he realized Raven was getting distracted. The girl kept looking at the TV, then forcing her gaze away for a few minutes before she inevitably turned to look again. Maybe she's only acting like this because she doesn't have a book with her. He finished his meal, dumping the plates unceremoniously into the sink. I'll wash them later. First, Raven. He got her attention, and she fell in step behind him as they both left the common room.

He hooked Raven up to the machine that would scan her entire system, all the way down to the blood in her veins. "Is this really necessary?" Raven asked, her gaze following him as he checked his handiwork.

"I just want to be sure. No harm in a check-up, right?" Satisfied, Cyborg went over to the monitors and started up the machine. Raven huffed, expressing her irritation, but stayed still as the scan began.

Cyborg pulled up the results. "Huh…nothing out of the ordinary."

"See? Can I go now?" Raven asked. She started pulling the probes off of her. Once she was free, she started for the elevator that would take her back up to the common room. "You coming or what?"

After playing the same game for nearly two hours straight, Raven turned the system off. Cyborg had declined her request to play multi-player, still finding the entire change in Raven's personality completely baffling. He watched her as she left the common room, giving a sigh once the hallway doors slid shut behind her. "What the heck is wrong with Raven? There's nothing in the scan results. Maybe one of her other sides got out, but that's really unlikely." He sighed again, racking his internal computer for any other reasons behind Raven's behavior.

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Raven felt like she needed to either read an entire dictionary or watch a documentary on the entire world to get rid of the mind-numbing effect that came from playing a video game for two hours. How does Beast Boy deal with this? Oh, right. He doesn't. She returned to her room, intent on meditating for another few hours to counteract the unsettling effect of video gaming.

Summary: Cyborg thinks there's something wrong with Raven and Raven believes she's pulling off an accurate interpretation of Beast Boy. How will the next few days of this act affect the both of them?

12 more days until the other Titans return.