Problems
Fandom: Teen Titans
Pairing: BB/Rob
By: Shadako
Third Problem: Green robins and surprises in the shower.
It's the first time ever I see Cyborg this shocked. Like, really, he is speechless. Just standing in the doorway, some random gaming device in hand, mouth open and all. He looks pretty stupid, staring like a fish out of water. But I can't really blame him. Guess I would look just like that in this situation. I mean, come on, two of your male best friends on a couch. One of them all over the other in a weird heap. Moans and 'schluuurp' sounds coming from the TV. Who wouldn't be stunned for a moment or two?
For a few awkward seconds there is nothing but this really horrible silence. Well, if you ignore the cartoon. I really wanna ignore the cartoon, so I do. For some weird reason neither of us moves, it's like one of those terrible comedy shows. Just the recorded laughter is missing. Or maybe not, because just in that very moment Robin starts to laugh like mad. Cy blinks stupidly and I stare at our leader in bewilderment. What the hell? Did he hit his head while searching for the remote or something? No idea what's wrong with him, but apparently this is the funniest thing ever to the boy wonder. He's clutching his sides by now, pressing a hand to his mouth to keep quiet. Not that he's very successful with that.
I finally come to terms with the fact that I should probably get off of him or something. Sitting up on the couch, I look at Robin like he sprouted a second head.
"Dude, what the hell?" More concerned with our leader's mental health, I forget that Cy's even there. Probably scared to death by now, the poor guy. He has no idea what's going on. Well, not that I do. It takes a while before Robin catches his breath and is able to answer me.
"This-", he's gesturing towards me, the TV and himself, "-is just hilarious!" Yeah, okay. Not exactly the words I would have used, but whatever. Totally random and messed up, that's more accurate. I finally grab for the remote, this time without doubling over, and change the freaking channel to some news broadcast. Now at least the damn sounds are gone. Stupid hentai anime crap.
"…you guys didn't do drugs or something, did you?" That's Cyborg. By now he looks really worried. Drugs, huh? Well, would be an explanation at least. If you count popcorn to that category, then maybe. I shake my head at him, dark blush still in place. Damn, just why did he have to come up here at all? Ugh.
"N-nothing like that, Cy. We're fine." After a second glance at the still laughing Robin, I quickly add "Well, at least I'm fine." The large robot nods slowly.
"Okay… so, what the hell are you watching?" Why is everybody asking me that question? Honestly, I don't know and I don't want to know. Actually, I would like to just be back in my bedroom. "No idea, it looked like some cartoon show..." Well, it was, technically, just one with a lot of tentacles. And naked girls. Again Cyborg only nods. Not convinced at all.
"Alright… and why, exactly, are you all over Robins lap in a dark room at two in the morning?" It's that late already? Wow, for how long have we been watching this crap, honestly? "I fell." He raises an eyebrow. "While searching for the remote. To change this stupid channel..." Robin's laughter gets louder. "…and just in that moment, you walked in." Now that I hear it out loud it does sound pretty stupid. I wouldn't believe it if somebody told me. I would probably laugh at the poor excuse. Sadly, it isn't one. Eh, I wouldn't have minded if me and Robin actually had done something on the couch that would be worth looking for excuses.
"Riiight…" Cy still thinks we're on drugs I guess. And Robin isn't helping. At all. He's always the oh so serious leader, but in a situation like this, he's laughing his ass of? Oh, come on. This isn't funny. It would be, if it wasn't me explaining the unbelievable stuff, yes. But right now, no fun at all. Cyborg just shakes his head.
"Okay, whatever. I'm going back to bed." With that said, he leaves the gaming device on a counter and turns around. "But think about the serious brain damage drugs can cause you, BB. And get Robin back to his room, or something." And he's gone again. At least he isn't going to question us more. That's something.
I think Robin is going to suffocate due to the lack of oxygen in his lungs. Good, if he dies on his own, I don't need to strangle him myself. And believe me, I really feel like doing this right now. Not only does my whole team think I'm useless now, no, they think I have a drug problem as well. That, or that I'm gay for Robin. Which I kinda am, but no one was supposed to know. Now Cy might figure it out. Lovely. This whole evening is so fucked up on so many levels. I turn to glare daggers at our dear leader. "What the fuck, Robin?"
"Why the hell are you laughing? You know what he must be thinking now?" The boy wonder is calming down a bit, but not much. I haven't seen him laugh like that in forever. At least one of us is having a good time. "Yeah, that we need some serious help."
I can't help but crack a grin at that. Okay, the whole situation was kinda hilarious. And the look on Cy's face was priceless. And I don't really feel like being mad at Robin right now. How could I ever be mad at someone with such a charming laugh? Ah, damn school girl hormones. I shake my head weakly.
"Dude, I bet Cy's not able to sleep after this. I feel kinda sorry for him." I let myself slump back against the comfy couch just like Robin did. He's still holding his sides. "That, or he gets the worst nightmares of his life." We both laugh at this, looking at the TV without really paying attention to it.
Somehow the awkwardness of the whole 'Cyborg kinda thinks you're an addict and/or gay incident' just vanishes. Right now we just sit there, not really doing anything, and it's quite nice. You know, to be with Robin and all. I could get used to this, really. Specially when he's in such a good mood. Heh, this whole evening really turned out pretty good.
"Hey, BB?" I look over to him, stifling a yawn. I'm getting a bit tired by now. Too much excitement for one day, let me tell you. "You know, this whole evening was-"
Oh, here it comes. Weird? Freaky? Really, really messed up? "-actually kinda fun." Huh? That sounds like he actually enjoyed spending time with me. Some awkward, strange time, but whatever. I grin at him and nod sleepily.
"Yeah, if you forget about the gross movie and the ride on your horrible bike." Well, it would be a lie if I said I didn't like being this close to him, but it was way, wayyy to fast. He's ignoring my comment about his bike.
"It's been a while since I had that much fun. We should do that again some time." Did he really just say that? Oh, wow. Stop the damn blushing, stupid hormones! Suddenly I'm very aware of the fact that Cy left the lights on. Damn. Why can't I stop acting like some lovesick girl for once? He just said that he had fun with me and Starfire on a movie night. I really need to get it together here.
"Sure. But you and Star pick the movie next time. I've had my fair share of horror for now. And no more 3D either." A short laugh is Robin's answer.
"Ah, forget about Star." I blink a few times, looking up at him. Excuse me? Maybe I fell asleep on the couch and now I'm dreaming. Why else would Robin say things like that? He wouldn't, would he? Maybe I was the one to hit my head real hard. Still, sounds like he's serious about this.
"Let's go together next time. Just you and me." He's saying that like it's no big deal. Like he's talking about the weather. Well, maybe it is no big deal for him, but for me it's a different story. My heart is beating twice as fast as usual. And I guess it's not possible to be any more flustered.
"G-going without Star, not as a whole team? And that's coming from you?" How I hate it when my voice wavers like that. But I just can't help it. He's turning my brain into a pile of goo somehow.
"Sure, why not? Don't get me wrong. I like her and all-" He's leaning over to me while he's saying this, getting close. Very close. And I'm seconds away from hyperventilating. "-but hanging out with you is way more fun." Yeah. Honestly, I stopped breathing, thinking and anything else. I just sit there, staring at the TV. I'm like, frozen or something. I think my stomach is going to burst from all those butterflies. Oh. My. God.
With a chuckle he gets up and with a playful smirk turns to leave. Going back to bed probably, leaving me to sit there on the couch and stare at the opposite wall like some idiot. Did Robin just tease me, and in a not so innocent manner at that? As in, flirting? Oh boy. Did I enter some parallel universe? But I really don't mind at the moment. I'm happy in my little 'butterflies and flowers everywhere' world. Isn't it amazing what a few words can do to lift your mood? Or maybe my mind is just hallucinating due to the lack of sleep. Could be both. Whatever it may be, after a while it fades, and now I'm just very, very tired. So I crawl back to my room and bed, drifting into a peaceful slumber soon enough. Thoughts of the mass murderer and the tentacles all replaced by Robin.
I feel like a zombie, I'm telling you. And I swear I do look like one, too. My fingers are losing their grip on the fork they are supposed to hold every few seconds. I'm too occupied with the losing battle against my dropping eyelids to focus on the fork. Hell, I can't recall feeling this tired, ever. Remember last night? When I was busy fawning over how great Robin is? Yeah, I changed my mind. He's a damn monster, I'm telling you.
He forced me to get up at 5 o'clock in the morning to do some stupid extra hour of training. Because we took time off yesterday to go to the cinema. And I really felt like strangling him just then. And he isn't even the slightest bit tired! What is wrong with that guy? Ugh. Well, whatever.
Right now I sit at our breakfast table and try hard to stay awake. I haven't even managed to eat one bite of my tofu yet.
Robin is long since finished with breakfast and now busy with some more training. Now isn't he just the perfect leader? Ugh. Where does he get all that energy from? Maybe it's sheer force of will or something. Whatever it is, I'm lacking it. And apparently, so is Star. She looks as bad as I do, dark shadows under her eyes and all. Well, good thing I'm not the only one feeling like the walking dead.
"I'm off to take a shower or something." With that I get up, ready to leave. Cyborg gives me a strange look when I pass him. Yeah, he is still mad about the drugs or what not. Nothing I couldn't ignore. Too tired to care. I can't wait to drag my half dead body under some nice, hot water to feel a bit more awake. But apparently fate got other plans with me. Just when I set foot into the hallway leading to my room, the alarm goes off. Great, now I'm deaf and I have to fight some random villain half asleep. Isn't today just amazing? Shoot me, please.
"Yo, BB, you coming?" That's Cy calling for me. Stupid question, duh. Of course I'm coming, what choice do I have? Robin would probably drag me there himself if I tried to complain. So, off to happy bad guy hunting. Yay for me. Starfire floats out after me, almost hitting a wall on her way. Well, shared pain is half the pain, am I right.
Maybe you remember the first time I told you about some of my problems? When I was under that ugly, big villains boot. Well, my current situation is very similar somehow. Only this time it's some guy dressed in a stupid black jumpsuit trying to beat me up. Seriously, why is it always me they try to turn into paste? I got some 'Kill me please' sign on my back I haven't noticed until now, or what? Geeze. Well, at least I can take my pent up anger out on that idiot. A quick morph and a few attacks with tiger claws later, Mr. jumpsuit here is crying for mommy.
Victory written on my grinning face I step back to let the police do their work. Yeah, I'm actually a little proud of myself. I didn't fuck up anything! After the last mission this is some serious boost for my ego. Don't blame me, I'm a teenage boy, I need that sometimes.
I turn around to face my teammates, Cy giving me a thumbs up, Star clapping her hands happily. Raven isn't doing much, just floating in mid air, hood pulled over her face. Well, if some of my teammates think I did a good job is still better than none. But my short lived joy fades when I catch sight of Robin. He looks pissed, again. Oh, come on! What did I do wrong this time? He's quick to answer my unspoken question. "Maybe next time you should try to use your brain sooner. And morph into something before the villain is beating you up."
Oh, well thank you, Robin! Such a lovely advice. Like I enjoy getting my ass handed to me. I'm not a freaking magician, okay? I can't read peoples minds, I don't know their stupid plans. How could I know he would attack me like that? No reason to get all pissed at me. But apparently it is, at least for Robin. Seriously, what crawled up his butt today? Ugh.
"Dude, can't you at least pretend not to be such a dick from time to time? Whatever." I'm so not in the mood for this, I just glare at him and stomp back to Cy's car. I don't reply to Starfire calling out to me either. There, now kindly fuck off and leave me alone, Mr. Oh so serious leader. Tsk.
He's really pushing my buttons today. And you wanna know the worst part? When I walk past him I can't help but notice how pretty damn cool he looks in this heroic pose he's striking right now. Wow, I'm really messed up, aren't I? I am so mad at him I could breathe fire, but I still can't stop staring at him. My god, I think I need therapy. And sleep. Yeah, sleep, a lot of that.
Let's start with the sleep part and think about the therapy thing later. And forget about the car and the tower. I really don't feel like spending time there right now. Good thing a tinny green bird can sleep just about everywhere. I morph into the first bird that comes to mind and fly off the scene. Robin is calling after me, so is Cyborg, but I don't feel like listening.
Go on, try to yell at me now, Robin. Good luck finding me first. A green bird in a green tree in some freaking green park, now manage to do that, wonder boy. Maybe I should work on my attitude a bit? But then again, I'm still a teenage boy. Didn't I tell you already? Yeah, so deal with it and let me sit in my tree and fume over the fact that I choose to morph into that kind of bird. Out of all the birds I could have chosen, it just had to be a robin. I think my own mind is making fun of me somehow…
After an uneventful afternoon spent sitting in some tree, I return to the tower hours later. At least now I feel a bit better, not so much like a zombie any more. But the little bit of feeling better gets crushed ten seconds after I make it to the living room. First thing I see is Cyborg, talking to Starfire about something. Next thing is Star, glaring daggers at me and leaving the room. Great. So, what exactly did I do now to offend her out of all people? Is the whole world against me today? So not fair.
"Yo, CY! What's up with her? Wasn't everything peachy at breakfast?" The big guy just shrugs. "No idea, man. Just told Star about your little twister game with Robin last night and she looked ready to strangle someone." I open my mouth, but somehow I am unable to form coherent words for at least twenty seconds.
"You told her what?! Why would you do that?" He's giving me a strange look again. "Dude, what's up with everyone? It's no big deal, I was just making a bit of fun about you guys." I take a deep breath and count to ten in my head.
"Yes it is. Did you fail to see the way she glared at me just now? She's going to kill me!" I'm seriously afraid she might do that. I mean, come on, everybody knows how she feels for our leader. It's hard not to notice (unless your name is Robin, of course). And now she thinks I'm hitting on him or something. She will fry me alive! All thanks to my great buddy Cyborg. Now isn't that just perfect? Uuuugh.
„Aw, come on. It won't be that bad. She'll calm down eventually." With that said he turns around and faces the giant screen of the TV again. With a grin he's holding up his controller, starting up some racing game.
"You're up for a game, BB?" I glare at him. "No, thank you. I'd much rather prepare my funeral now…" My mood as bad as it was before my little trip to the park, I drag myself to my room. The shower is still waiting for me, I guess. Too bad I don't even make it that far. In the hallway leading to my room I walk into the person I want to see the least right now.
Nervously scratching my head I grin at her. Don't let her notice how much she scares you. Deep breaths. Deep, even breaths. "Oh, hey Star..." She turns to me, still mad. Great, now I already pissed off two of my team mates in one day. Her hands forming fists at her side she floats up to me.
"Why would you do this to me, friend Beastboy?" Somehow she sounds utterly heartbroken and I can't help but feel a bit guilty, even if I technically didn't do anything with Robin last night. Just what the hell did Cy tell her? I stutter a bit, still scratching my neck. Nervous habit I guess.
"W-what are you talking about, Star?" The alien princess looks close to tears now. Oh god, please don't cry. "You do know that I try very hard to get friend Robins attention, do you not?" Not good. I don't like where this is going.
"Uhm, yeah… I do, I guess." She is sniffing by now. Oh, come on, please don't cry. I can't handle crying girls. Just what am I going to tell her? Just make up some stupid lie? Ah, crap.
"Then why would you try and steal it away from me like last night?" Blushing stupidly I avoid her eyes, suddenly very interested in my shoes. "L-look, Star, I didn't mean to... uhm, steal anything from you? But I guess its Robins decision whom he spends time with, isn't it?" She's pouting at me, but at least she isn't crying yet. Oh boy, am I uncomfortable right now.
"It is! But he would have liked to spent his time with me, if he had known that I wanted to visit him last night, only to find him gone." Wait, what? Whoa, slow down here. She wanted to what? Just how close are those two?
"You went to his room in the middle of the night?" Now it's her turn to blush madly, looking away from me. She starts to fiddle with the hem of her shirt nervously. "Uh, well… maybe I kind of… did."
I raise a brow, feeling my own temper flare. What exactly did she want from him in the middle of the night?
"What would you want from him that late?" She's fidgeting, fingers playing with a strand of red hair, cheeks blushing darker. "It was, well, to…" She is silent for a moment before she inhales sharply, pretty green eyes finally looking at me again.
"...-to avoid the… death by the mass murderer."
Okay, what? I stare at her, brow raised. Mass murderer. Really? That's the reason? Because she was afraid of that movie? Wow, and here I really thought she wanted to try and seduce him or whatever. Guess she is just this sweet and innocent. Now I feel even worse for nearly making her cry. Great, a guilt trip was the last thing missing to make my day perfect.
"So, you couldn't sleep because of the movie?" A light nod is my answer. Now I should probably apologize to her. Not that I did anything wrong, but I still feel sorry for the poor girl. And for getting angry at her in the first place. Ah, why are feelings so confusing?
"Sorry, Star. Next time just come and join us in the living room, yeah?" I offer a small smile. Her face lights up immediately. "Oh, I did not think of that! I should have come looking for him there..." She sets her feet back on the ground, now nearly eye level with me, but she is still a bit taller.
"I apologize, friend Beastboy! I did not want to be mad at you." With that she nearly crushes my ribcage in a hug. Ow, that woman got some strength. And some fast changing moods as well. But I shouldn't be the one complaining about that.
"I-it's okay, Star!" I pad her back a few times, trying to breath. "Y-you can let go now, yeah?" She does, after she nearly suffocates me.
"Next time we shall meet all together and then there is no reason to be mad! And no murderer will get us!" Squealing in new found joy she is floating again, waving at me as she leaves me to stand in the hallway. Okay.
Shrugging, I continue to walk to my room. It's getting dark outside already, and I'm still waiting for my shower. Really, how hard can it be to have five minutes to yourself in this tower? Being a hero sure isn't the easiest , I work the sore muscles in my shoulder with one hand as I drag myself into my room. The door slides shut behind me and I make my way to the small bathroom. Before I enter I drop my communicator on a random pile of clothes. No more distractions. Clicking on the lights, I close the door behind me. Finally, nothing but warm, relaxing water awaits for the rest of the evening.
Just when I want to take off my uniform however, I notice movement behind the curtain of the shower.
I freeze in my movements and stare at the mirror in front of me. Yes, something is definitely moving in there. What the hell?! Startled I turn around, slowly walking up to the curtain. I am scared, honestly. Isn't it always in the shower when you get attacked in horror flicks? Ugh. Please, don't let it be the mass murderer. I want to live.
Taking a deep breath, I fling back the shower curtain, ready to defend myself in hand to hand combat. Only to have the breath caught in my throat and my eyes going wide. "Oh…my…god…" Yeah, that sums it up pretty much. Isn't my life just peachy...
~~~tbc.
And that was the third chapter!
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