Sleepless – Chapter II
The sun shone in through the large window in Beast Boy's room. A few rays sneaked past his curtains and into his face, waking him up with a groan. He turned over and looked at the clock on his bedside table. Past ten in the morning. Time to get up.
After haphazardly brushing his fang-like teeth and pulling on his purple and black uniform, BB ambled lazily down to the kitchen/living room and the locked safe that contained his precious tofu. He noticed Robin's spiked black hair sticking up over the back of the sofa.
He wasn't surprised. Robin (or Raven - their names could be used interchangeably here) was always first up; then him; then Cyborg would drag the still-sleeping Starfire through about two hours later.
He crouched, unlocked his safe with the key around his neck, took his morning tofu-ey snack, put it on a plate, shut the safe, locked it, and stood up.
"Hey Rob." He offered a sleepy greeting and made for the door.
He stopped dead when he heard a giggle from the couch. In a voice that sounded very like Raven's.
Giggle? From Raven? His mind span and he shook his head. That can't be possible.
He tiptoed over to the couch and cautiously stuck his head out over the backrest to see who was there.
It was Robin. And he had Raven with him. Sleeping. Robin was sleepingwith Raven.
He ran the sentence around his head a few times.
"I must be dreaming." he said to no-one in particular.
Raven's right hand came up from under her cloak – covering both of them, Beast Boy noted – to stroke Robin's face, muttering something about eyes. She stirred briefly before settling back into his arms.
Beast Boy dropped the plate, his mouth agape.
It smashed on the floor loudly and both sleeping heroes woke with a start. They leapt up, Robin drawing a birdarang from his belt and Raven's hands glowing with a black aura.
The trio stared at each other (Beast Boy looking like he'd just seen Robin kill someone in front of him) until Raven broke the silence.
"What", she hissed, "are you doing, you stupid, green, annoying weasel of a superhero?"
The stupid green annoying weasel of a superhero in question just stood there, assorted noises of surprise and disbelief coming from his open mouth.
"Sleep...Robin...couch...together...not dead?..." he managed to stutter. "Ah...hang on...did you two..you know..."
"What?" Robin and Raven said simultaneously.
"We DIDN'T!" they shouted in unison.
"Stop doing that!" they turned on each other.
At this point Beast Boy resembled Cyborg confronted with his car filled with copies of Take a Break and meat. (i.e. he was very, very excited)
He turned into a mouse and scurried drunkenly towards Cyborg's room; before switching back to his normal form, barging in, leaping onto the half-metal man's chest and beating upon it furiously.
"Hey! Hey! BB! Chill! I'm up! I'M UP!" he coughed.
He looked around, seeing the two birds in the room and understanding spread slowly across his face.
"What happened, y'all?" he said with a half-smirk, half-oh-my-god-what's-he-done-now expression on his face.
"RobinandRavenslepttogetherlastnightandIthinkthats omethinghappenedbuttheybothdenyanythingcanyoucheck thesecuritytapesbeforethesuspensekillsme!" the green changeling screamed excitedly.
Cyborg got it instantly. He got up and strode off towards the control room where the security footage was kept, followed by the mystified Robin & Raven and a hyperactive Beast Boy.
He grabbed a tape from the recorder and held it up.
"Last night's tape." he said. "Let's check what you two lovebirds actually did last night.
"It's not like that!" Robin and Raven said dangerous tones in their voices.
Cyborg laughed and brandished the tape. "Well, we'll all know soon enough!" He laughed again as an image came to him. "Y'all sound just like a married couple, by the way." He laughed at himself.
Small wisps of smoke rose ominously from Raven's head.
Cyborg put the tape into the computer nearby.
Beast Boy and Cyborg pulled up swirly chairs and sat down. Robin leant (in his signature cocky manner) against the wall; Raven levitated in a lotus position beside him and looked on disinterestedly.
The two seated heroes fixed their attention on the screen, watching all the Titans come and go.
"Fast forward." Beast Boy said impatiently. Cyborg obliged and pressed a button, spinning the tape on until a small on-screen version of Robin walked into the living room at about 3 in the morning, closely followed by one of Raven.
"AHA!" Beast Boy said triumphantly.
Starfire, drawn by the commotion, floated into the room yawning.
She saw the computer screen and the expectant faces of both Cyborg and Beast Boy.
One could practically hear the badly-oiled gears grinding and scraping in her head as she struggled to come to a conclusion about the present situation.
The recording got to the part where Raven and Robin were beginning their conversation about sleepwear.
"Friends, are we watching a...what is the Earth word... a film of romance?" she finally. said. Robin and Raven's faces came into view on the screen.
Clarity (well, some clarity anyway) showed on her alien features. "Oh, friend Robin and friend Raven, I was unaware that you were act-ors!"
The two mumbled incoherently and looked at the floor.
"Star, shut up!" Beast Boy whispered crossly. "This must be the good part!"
They watched the two kiss (quite passionately, Raven noted, blushing deeply) – Cyborg and Beast Boy sitting up straight as if they'd been shot – and then break apart to sit with Robin's arm around her.
Screen-Raven said something that the camera couldn't quite hear and Screen-Robin reached up and took off his mask.
Cyborg and Beast Boy leaned so far towards the screen their noses were practically touching it.
Screen-Raven's eyes slowly slid shut. Her head slid down the back of the couch and came to rest on Screen-Robin's shoulder.
He looked down at her sleeping form. She mumbled in her sleep and wrapped her arms around him unconsciously.
Real Robin smiled widely and cocked his head as if to say "Well OK then..." and Raven beside him blushed even more.
"Okay, maybe it is like that." she said.
"That is a wondrous film you are watching, friends!" Starfire finished her painfully slow ruminations, waved to them happily, and flew away, oblivious.
Cyborg and his green cohort sat through 5 more hours of film with nothing but a few quiet giggles from on-screen Raven and snores from Robin until the tape cut out.
"He...he took off his mask...!" Beast Boy squeaked.
"Dammit, we didn't get to see who he was. Damn camera placement." Cyborg said with irritation and yawned.
They looked at the time. It was eleven o'clock at night. "We spent a whole day watching Walking Traffic Light and Sunshine over there make out?" Beast Boy said, open-mouthed.
They heard a giggle from behind them. Beast Boy jumped a mile in the air.
The two turned around in their chairs.
Robin was sprawled on his back across the floor, eyes closed and his head slumped against the wall. Raven lay across him, one of his strong hands held in her two delicate ones, legs curled up and her head on his chest.
A small smile made its way on her face.
"...beautiful eyes..." she said dreamily.
Beast Boy slapped his face with his left hand while Cyborg rapidly and shamelessly took approximately five hundred and two pictures for blackmail purposes.
Beast Boy began mechanically headbutting the wall.
"Arrrgghh, not AGAIN!"
A/N: Phew, finally finished. Wrote extra quick for you lovely reviewers that like my writing for some insane reason.
Maybe I overexaggerated Starfire's stupidness... (Don't kill me, Star fans, okay?) *barricades self in room*
This one has much less inner monologues but I think that's better seeing as it focusses on more than two characters.
Keep the reviews coming while I work on my next story (yay!)
Tom