You know I think these are getting shorter counts words..um...yeah they are. Enjoy anyway.
Disclaimer: No...No I don't own it. (No matter how much I want to say I do)
Cold
The heaters had broken down. It was winter. AND THE HEATERS WERE BROKEN!!! Beastboy wasn't panicking, no sir, he wasn't desperately trying to find a source of warmth. Having grown up in Africa he wasn't used to the cold like the others seemed immune to.
Which was why he was glad when a metallic hand pulled him into Raven's room for him to see; dozens upon dozens of candles dancing merrily to a grey hands chant, to feel an orange hand draping a blanket over his shaking shoulders and to look up to a green gloved hand passing him some hot chocolate and medicine.
