I do not own Teen Titans.
…This story is DEFINITELY taking a LOT longer than I thought it would…But it is extremely hard for me to be concise because of all the people in my family that have to talk for hours and hours and hours… *rambles for three days* And that's why my brother's an idiot. I'm glad I could get back on topic…
Now before I start another three-day speech…ON TO THE STORY!
"I always knew those two would be together until death," Raven mutters.
"Raven! What are you saying?" Beast Boy screeches.
Stupid walkie-talkies, thinks Raven. She doesn't respond. For all she knows, Robin hasn't even the slightest inkling that he's the reason she's dying. Yeah, he's the reason. Don't act like you're not thinking the same thing, readers.
Speaking of Robin… "Raven," the boy wonder calls. "You've been mumbling to yourself this whole trip."
"Are you sure that you are in safe traveling condition?" Starfire questions in her naïve voice.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Absolutely not! "I'm just practicing my spells," the witch lies.
In the pod to her southwest, Cyborg sits in his chair, rolling his eyes. What can he say? Raven practices magic too much. The last time the group was in this vessel, in outer space, she accidentally created a large black orb around the machine-human hybrid's red-orange pod and flung him at a nearby asteroid! Granted, he had played tug of war with one of her capes…
As Cyborg glances at his surroundings for any threats Raven might send in his direction, the narrator seeps through the metal exterior of his capsule and floats just next to his ear. She whispers a warning into it before vanishing into thin…space air. Cyborg's blue eye and his mechanical red light – which just happens to be in an eye socket – widen, and he immediately leans close to his microphone.
"I hate to break up this little health check," Cyborg says in an urgent tone, "but Robin, shouldn't you be landing this ship right about now?"
Robin has been so worried about the mental stability of Raven that he completely forgot to keep an eye on the decreasing distance between them and Tamaran. He makes a swift move, slamming his foot on the breaks, causing everyone's back to crash – oops, bad choice of words – against the back of their chairs.
As he lands slowly, gingerly pulling the gearshift towards him, the narrator floats among the stars, laughing hysterically to herself. She then realizes that her computer is drifting away from her. Screaming in alarm, she attempts to 'swim' over to it so she can continue telling the story. Her fingers grip the computer and fly across the keys and continuing to narrate.
In the TT – Teen Titans, if you couldn't figure that out – All Terrain Ship, Robin parts his lips to speak to the other members of the team.
"Uh…sorry, guys," he apologizes shakily.
"That's why you pay less attention on me and more attention on where we're going, smart one," snarls Raven. Both her and Robin's nostrils start flaring.
"Well, I wouldn't have had to focus on you if you weren't talking to yourself like a crazy person!" Even Robin realizes in less than one second that he's gone too far.
Anger boils up inside of Raven. She's losing her mind – the entire team is. The fact that Starfire is going to die is driving everyone completely bananas.
But Raven and Starfire – most likely – are the only ones who have the knowledge of why. And Raven is the only one without the absolute mental stability to remain calm.
"I wouldn't be going crazy if you hadn't –" Raven pauses. Even she, of all people, knows that Robin is even worse than her when it comes to emotions. If Starfire hasn't confessed that little detail to the leader – that the alien is going to perish because she fell in love with the boy wonder – how would he react when he finds out? Especially since the team was still inside their vessel – the one that they needed to get home.
"If I hadn't what, Raven?" Robin's volume continues to rise. He loathes when his friends hide secrets from him.
"Um…" the jet-black haired teenager searches her disturbing mind for an insult that would both end the argument and conceal the aforementioned fact from her friend. "…If you hadn't…"
"Spit it out!"
Starfire's green eyes fill with alarm. In case you haven't noticed, she freaks out whenever her friends bicker. She's kind of like the Tohru Honda of Teen Titans. Innocence, naivety, and…what else? "Friends! Friends!" she cries. "No one has been harmed; that is all that is important, is it not?" Oh, right: formal speech.
Raven and Robin sink in their seats. Meanwhile, Beast Boy taps his green fingers on the arm of his chair impatiently. In another pod, Cyborg does the same.
I want to get out of here, the two boys think.
There is a huge pile of slimy, delicious food waiting for me! Cyborg swallows saliva that threatens to travel down his chin.
I have to go to the bathroom before I do it in my pants! Beast Boy squirms uncomfortably in his orange chair. This is a one-piece suit! If I go in it, the entire outfit'll be ruined!
Starfire shakes her head, smirking at the strangeness of her friends. But she knows that anything humans do on an alien planet is strange!
"Let us go to Tamaran!" she shouts sweetly, floating out of the ship. Beast Boy follows, walking as carefully as he can without his bladder bursting. Cyborg lets the drool drip down his face. Robin and Raven, however, just walk slowly, glaring hatefully at each other the whole time.
I actually wrote this entire thing at school. Part in Health class, the rest today in English.
