Fairy Tales and Broken Tiaras
Disclaimer: I do not own TeenTitans. Yes, yes, I'm all out of corny/witty phrases. Those all obviously belong to Robin. ;)
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Oh my goodness!
Fifty reviews in less than a month? I'm rather surprised! I didn't think my story was going to be so interesting. :o
You all are just entirely great!
I was laughing on some of the reviews I got. :)
Now, prepare for the next chapter!
And yes, yes, your all going to hate me, I'm still continuing with Raven's part of the story. xD I just HAD too! I have it all planned out for uber hilariousness! BWAHAHA. -cough- Yeah. Anyways, hope you enjoy the chapter!
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Now that the dwarves, erm, her male partners(half of them anyway) in crimefighting were all out to work. She was sitting by the small little table drumming her finger tips on the hollow table.
Raven groaned, burying her pale face into her hands before raising her head and rubbing her temples.
Everything couldn't had been going any worse. Oh yeah, definately.
FLASHBACK.
Humming silently to herself, Raven made her way into the poorly furnished living room, unable to see the small couch. That's what you get for being at a taller height, yes? Tripping over the rigid couch, she fell facefoward onto a shreiking Grumpy. Smiling sheepishly, she simply chuckled, "Aheh.. Umm--"
"Watch it, Snow Rose!"
"It's Snow White... --er, Raven!"
"Whatever." He snorted, rolling his bright green eyes and grunting, "Um, Snow White?"
"It's Raven! And what?"
"GET OFF OF ME".
Raven quickly jumped up, hiding her embarrassment with her short locks by allowing them to fall into her pink face.
"Moron". Grumpy growled, dusting any 'Raven' cooties that may had swept onto his girl cootie free clothes.
Raven gritted her teeth. This was Beastboy. It seemed as if their personalities had practically switched! And though no matter how much she wanted to kill him, she didn't. "Look who's talking". She sputtered, rolling her eyes.
Grumpy mumbled incoherently, making his way out of the room glowing with anger.
END FLASHBACK.
That, my friend, was just the beginning of the horrible day.
Raven groaned, rubbing her head and placing a sopping wet rag on her forehead. It was pounding with a horrendous headache.
"I hate my life". She grumbled angrily, closing her eyes.
FLASHBACK.
"Hi Snow White!" Happy chirped cheerily, tipping his head to the side with a broad grin.
He's really starting to scare me... Raven thought, raising a brow at his cheerfulness and simply nodded, "Hi.. Dopey?"
"Happy!"
"Happy... righttt.." She said slowly. Seven dwarves, yes, seven. It was rather hard to remember all of their names.
Dopey cheerfully walked into the room, seeing Happy and Raven, he brightened up, even more so, grinning from his wiggling ear to his other wiggling ear.
"Ah.. Sneezy?" Raven said, eyeing Dopey with a brow raised.
He shook his head and scrunched up his small nose.
"No, that's Dopey!" Happy said, closing his eyes and yet, still smiling.
Raven shuddered.
"Ah, well. Um.. okay".. She walked out of the room before bumping her head on the ceiling, "Ow!" She growled, ducking and continueing to walk, a tad bit bending down before she bumped her head. Again. "Ouch!"
"Ow." She bumped it yet again.
"Hi". A little pink streaked man's face broke into her angry thoughts while he blushed as she looked at him.
"Doc?"
"N-no.. Bashful.."
END FLASHBACK.
And it seemed later that her oh-so-fabulous cooking skills came in REAL handy.
She moaned, removing the rag from her forehead and setting it down on the table, "I bet everyone hates me. You can't nessassarily appreciate someone's cooking if it's fantastically poisoneous".
FLASHBACK.
"I'm hungry!" Happy called, his mouth in a halfway smile
"I-I am too.." Bashful said quietly.
"Ah, a man has gotta eat sometime. Where's that girl? In exchange for staying here, she can cook!" Grumpy said grumpily, crossing his arms over one another.
Doc shrugged, "I guess. I'll go tell her".
Moments later he came back, "Okay. It took several minutes of talking, but,"
"Get out with it!" Grumpy snapped.
"I am! ANYWAYS, but, she said okay".
"Alright, good".
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Raven groaned, "How do I cook this stuff?" She was holding probably a century old book in her hand that she could barely read, tossing it aside, she shrugged, "I'll just simply make do on my own".
Rummaging through the cabinets, she threw ingredients into a large cooking pot. Not taking notice to ANYTHING she was throwing, however. Was that... a fishhead?
"Hmhmm". She muttered, "And.. this.." She tossed another ingredient inside before stirring it. A puff of green horrible smelling SOMETHING popped out of the cooking pot, "Ughh". She said, holding her nose before clanging the spoon on the edge.
"Supper's readyy!"
Seven little dwarves all scrambled down the stairs to find a bowl full of food.
"Oh boy! She even set the table!" One said with a grin.
Dopey nodded, running over to the biggest bowl and sitting down, scooping up a spoonful and taking a taste. His eyes went wide, and his face had "EWW" written all over it. Coughing so hard, he managed to swallow the spoon.
"AH! Dopeyyy!" Happy called, rushing over to his side, "Hey guys, help me!"
All the other dwarves ran over beside him and wrapped their hands around his chest, pulling until the spoon popped out of his mouth.
Dopey passed out because of the shock.
END FLASHBACK.
"Ohhhh". She groaned, sighing. "I know they are not going to let me cook anymore.."
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This one probably isn't as funny as I imagined it. But, oh well. -shrugs-
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