Chapter Nine: Calm Before the Storm
This last scene is something of a gift for SxStrngSamurai13, who suggested the idea. I liked it, for no reason other than it cranks the drama up a notch. And in case you haven't noticed, I like drama. This is an über-short filler, I know, but I think it's entertaining. I promise, the next couple of chapters are gonna be heavy.
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"What else are you uncertain about?"
Raven was about to answer when Cyborg broke over the intercom. "Guys, main room, now!"
Sighing, Starfire followed Raven out of the room.
"What is it?" Robin asked, dashing into the room, quickly followed by Raven and Starfire.
"We got mail. From Beast Boy." With that he called up their erstwhile teammate's communication on the screen.
Starfire clapped her hands together. "Wonderful! We must go and see him!"
Robin nodded. "Yeah." He didn't say any more, but he was clearly apprehensive.
Raven didn't say anything, and Cyborg pointedly avoided drawing attention to her.
"So, I'll tell him next week, then? Saturday?"
Robin nodded. "Saturday it is."
Starfire beamed. "Glorious."
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"Ziggy played guitar, jamming good with Weird and Gilly, and the Spiders from Mars. He played it left hand, but made it to fa-ar, became the special man, then we were Ziggy's band..."
"Has anyone ever told you that you really can't sing?" Mary laughed lightly at the look on her leader's face.
"No. What're you doing up? It's, like, three in the morning."
"Well, you can't. And what are you doing up?"
Beast Boy sighed theatrically. "Well, if you must know, I was going to update our files with some of the stuff Arrowette gave me on the local supervillains."
"Of course you were. So why were you looking in the fridge? Last I looked the computer was over there." Mary thumbed over her shoulder.
Beast Boy shrugged. "Well, you obviously haven't looked recently then. And as for your wounding comments about my singing, I'll have you know that after just one performance at a Tokyo karaoke bar, I was chased by delirious fangirls for a week straight."
"I don't believe it."
Beast Boy sighed. "Why does nobody believe me when I tell them that?" He did a double take. "You never told me why you were up."
Mary shrugged. "I suddenly had a craving for ice cream. Go figure." With that she did indeed open the freezer and root around for a tub of ice cream. "You want some?"
Beast Boy shook his head. "Strict vegan. But thanks for the offer." He snagged an orange from the fruit bowl.
"So, you alright?"
"Should I not be?"
Mary looked uncomfortable. "Well, the Titans are arriving in a couple of days."
"Oh. That." Beast Boy stared at nothing for a while.
"How come you left them, anyway?"
"Long story."
Mary shrugged, and looked around. "I'm not going anywhere."
Beast Boy grinned at her. "No, but it's so late it's early, and we've got training to do tomorrow morning. I promise I'll tell you some other time, okay?"
Mary sighed. "Slavedriver."
"You know it."
Beast Boy threw his orange peel in the bin, and staggered out the door. "G'night."
"Good night." Mary sat in the common room for a while, a vague smile on her face.