Sorry, I sincerely apologize for disappearing!
Did you know there was a Teen Titan Marathon on Cartoon Network today?
Anyways, I'm sure you don't give a crap about that.
I was on vacation--and I'm pretty sure you don't care about my skiing adventure, either... So... Here!
*Cyborg's Point of View
The Grass Stain had flipped.
One minute he's upset and now he's pissed.
I mean sure, his brother was quote unquote stalking Raven, but the kid seemed beyond reasoning.
Beast-Boy had changed into the Beast.
I noticed Raven gasp and stagger backwards a bit.
The Beast was trembling. I was trying to figure out if that was Beast-Boy trying to fight him off, or Beast-Boy trying to control his damn anger.
Either way you put it, Rae and I had to stop him.
The Beast growled. He seemed to be contemplating what to do. He was about to turn to the door when Raven spoke up.
"Beast-Boy, what the hell?" Okay, I'll admit it wasn't the most soothing comment. But hey, we were talking about Raven.
The Beast turned and stiffened a bit, eyeing Raven. He growled—I think he was trying to talk—but we couldn't understand him.
"Dude, calm down. Everything's all right." I tried.
Nothing.
"Uh, Rae?" I asked.
Raven glanced at me, nervous. She kept stealing glances at the Beast, as if she was worried he'd leave.
"Try to talk to him." I urged.
"And how would you like me to do that?" She spat.
"Telepathically, Rae." I said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
Raven nodded. Her glare hardened as her eyes went white. If only I could hear what the hell they were saying.
*Beast-Boy's Point of View
That.
Son.
Of.
A.
Bitch.
Well, technically we share the same damn parents, so…
Whatever, my fricking brother tried to stalk or track Raven. WTF!?
I was trembling with anger. I wanted to go on a damn rampage and find John and tear him limb from limb. Good thing the logical and rational part of my brain still worked—which I do in fact have.
I didn't want to ruin the hotel or terrorize the quests. I was also here with Bruce Wayne aka Batman—whom I fricking idolize—and his heir, Robin, Richard Grayson. So with those in consideration, I stood, eyeing Raven.
I saw her flickering her eyes from me to Cyborg. They both tried to talk to me, sooth me.
"Try to talk to him." Cyborg urged.
"And how would you like me to do that?" Raven hissed.
"Telepathically, Rae." Cyborg replied in that 'duh' voice.
Raven nodded in return. Her gaze fixed on me and hardened. I returned it. Not intentionally or anything, but my blood was fricking boiling.
Raven's eyes turned white and I prepared myself to hear her voice. I flinched a little bit. I was actually nervous that she'd yell at me. I am such a damn wimp.
"Gar, Beast-Boy?" Rae's soft voice asked.
I was actually shocked. She sounded nervous and shy, rather than angry. But, then again, she wasn't trying to provoke me. I shouldn't get my freaking hopes up.
I grunted in response. I was angry. I wanted to laugh menacingly. I wanted to bitch to John and cause him the most intense pain imaginable. I wanted his life to screw him over so badly. But I grunted.
I started to pretend that I was yelling at John in my head. I blocked out Raven's silent calls of my name.
John, you bastard! What the fuck is wrong with you? Do you even fricking think when you do shit?! Mom and Dad—Steve and Rita—didn't say shit about you asking about me. Who the fuck do you think you're kidding?! You're fucking with the wrong fricking heroes!
I screamed internally at an imaginary John. Older siblings are supposed to be god damn role models! Not freaking sons of bitches that screw up your lives!
"BEAST-BOY!" Raven shouted at me—telepathically of course.
I looked at her worried expression. God, it pained me that I made her so damn nervous.
I decided to respond to her. To let her know I have to cool off.
"I'm here, Rae." I answered.
She didn't even bother to correct me with 'Raven'.
"Are you okay? I mean, what's wrong. You need to calm down."
"Tell me something I don't know, Raven!" I shouted.
Shit. I didn't mean to yell. I have been such an ass, the last thing I need to ruin my chance at being forgiven.
I saw Raven flinch a little.
"Sorry, I'm angry—obviously—not at you guys or anything. I just… I just… I don't know." I whimpered.
I didn't want to tell them about how John and I are fighting for Raven. That's how bad I am. I'm too damn embarrassed!
Ugh! Shit! I have to get a hold of myself… I have to calm down.
"Beast-Boy, we're here for you. Just calm down—I know you already know to do that—and please try to change back into your natural form."
I looked at Raven. I looked her in the eyes guiltily.
I tried to calm down.
I tried to get a hold of myself.
But I suddenly felt comfortable.
I felt strong.
And…
What if…
What if this is my natural form?
And there you have it!
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