Chapter 14: When Did Sweet Dreams Turn Into Nightmares?
It was approximately two a.m. as cybernetic teen superhero Cyborg walked down the hall. He had just gotten back from the car wash (lots of traffic) and was about to retire into his bedroom. His bedroom was next to Starfire's, however. So he never walked by without intercepting some sound waves from her room. Tonight was different though. Something was off. As Cyborg was punching the override code into his room, he heard a scream.
"NO!" It was the most bloodcurdling scream he'd ever heard. It sounded like the person was dying and needed help right away. Even worse, it was a familiar high pitched redhead's scream. Cyborg knocked on the door.
"Star? You okay little lady?" He still wanted to give her her privacy, but worry overcame him.
"No! NO! Leave her alone! Do not touch her!" She screamed in a warrior tone. Cyborg couldn't take it; he punched in the override coed and ran into her room. And there was Starfire, their tough alien warrior princess, curled up in the fetal position, sweating into her sheets. Her eyes were shut tightly as if she were trying to un-see something. Her mouth was pinched into a frown that made an 'o' shape. And her arms were protectively curled around her chest.
"Star?" She shot up in her bed looking feverishly around the room, starbolts lit. When Cyborg's illuminated form met her vision she sighed in relief.
"Cyborg; you scared me." She was panting heavily. Cyborg gave a slight chuckle.
"I can see that. What's wrong?" Cyborg asked, slowly approaching her. She turned away from him.
"I have just experienced an Earthen nightmare." She shuddered at the word.
"Nightmares huh? Tough, I'm sorry. Nightmares suck." Cyborg's eyes filled with recognition.
"Yes, they do." They just sat there awkwardly;
"Want to talk about it over a drink?" Starfire smiled and nodded. She floated out of bed and followed Cyborg to the kitchen, where they talked over beer and mustard until the sun came up.
Going through my stories, I realized just how much I've been neglecting my earlier ones. You may have noticed I've been doing some cleaning up around the edges. So, I ask you to give requests. period. I like the StarBorg friendship. I just feel like it's underdone, as are all of the Cyborg friendships. Review and Favorite. Grammar Nazis and Flamers welcome.