Well, everybody expected it. It was obvious that it would happen.
Maybe not so soon, maybe not exactly this, but it was undeniable that something bad was going to happen to the Titans when they were on holiday.
There was a bang at the left side. A loud bang. The whole aeroplane jolted upwards slightly.
There was panic. Screaming. The plane tipped to the right, and after people had a good hold on their stomachs again, they opened their windows to see what had happened. In the window on the left, where Blizzard was sitting next to the wing, all of the metal plating of the wing had came off. Flames tried to grow, shrunk again immediately by the strong winds.
The plane did a spiral. Everyone was holding onto chairs and each other for their dear life. Icy and Blizzard were no different.
"Blizzard! What did you do?" Icy yelled over the commotion.
"Me? What do you mean me?"
"You're the one sitting next to the wing that just exploded!"
"And? It's-" Blizzard was cut off by another person screaming next to them. "We need to do something!"
"Just because we're super heroes doesn't mean we can stop a plane crash! We just need to use something that's going to stop- We're going to crash on land!"
Blizzard turned his head to the window. When the window wasn't facing the sky, it was facing endless fields of perfect crops. "That's a good thing!"
"No! It's not! We're more likely to die!"
"Coming from you, who only lived after being frozen because of some other persons magic!"
"Shut up and follow me!"
"Where are we going? You just told me we can't save ourselves!" Blizzard crawled after Icy, gripping the carpet the best he could. "I think I'm gonna be sick,"
Such an idiot! Blizzard wasn't going fast enough! Icy grabbed his communicator he'd been given before they left, and tried it out while he waited for his brother. "Hey! We're in the plane and we're going to crash!"
After about thirty seconds silence, in which time Blizzard had caught up, Beastboy started speaking. "What?"
Icy started running past more passengers into the front cabin as he spoke. "We're out of control!"
"Dude!" Beastboy paused. "What do you want me to do?"
"I dunno... Whatever you can!" Icy snapped his communicator shut and concentrated on the task at hand. He had to think of something... Anything... It'd be his life if he didn't.
Beastboy turned to Breeze. They were at the airport, still checking in. "I don't think it's safe for you to get on one of these planes, Breeze."
Breeze had been listening to the conversation on her own communicator, it was just another lame attempt of Icy trying to cause panic, but Beastboy didn't have to know that. Besides, it'd be funny to see what he'd tell her. "Why not?"
Beastboy looked down, to the left. What could he say without making her upset? "Ah..."
"It's okay. Are you afraid of heights? Travel sick? I really don't mind. Besides, I don't want to go to wherever it is we're going."
"Well... It's not that... It's just not safe... Really... We should stay, really, but... Um..."
Breeze grabbed his arm and pulled him towards the exit. "If you say so," She smiled. She was getting out of here. She didn't have to go to cold-land, or wherever it was she was going.
Beastboy turned into a polar bear the moment she touched him. He pulled back a little, but not a lot. Breeze carried on pulling. Beastboy shook himself free and transformed back, so that he could speak. "We could just fly," he noted.
"I don't want to go. I never did."
"Really? Well... Your brothers are on the plane now, right?"
"Yep. They should be."
Beastboy wondered what to say. It seemed like the exact same thing had happened before. Well, the thing with Icy and the pool was very similar. "Well, Robin told me that there's been a plane crash. It was in the news," He lied. It'd be easier on her if he did lie. Besides, it wasn't even twisting the story much. It was more like creasing the edge.
Breeze had to try not to burst into hysterics. "You think Blizzard and Icy were in it? I don't think so. There's hundreds of planes in the air right now. They could be in any one of them." Breeze smiled, to stop herself laughing. And because it would probably fit in right about now.
"I... Yeah, I think they probably were in it..."
"Really? What makes you so sure?" She acted surprised.
"Breeze, you remember when Icy got frozen?"
"Yeah..." She lowered her head a little. Beastboy hadn't seen through her yet.
"It's almost the same, I guess, you know... I mean, I know they're on that plane. Last thing I heard, it was going to crash, I'm not sure if it has yet or not."
Breeze widened her eyes. So far so good. She grabbed his arm again; he transformed and she pulled him over to a café where there was news coverage.
Sure enough, the plane was in the middle of the field, completely crippled, burning a little. Breeze felt strange. Surely that couldn't have been her brothers' plane? It was just a joke, right? She wasn't so sure anymore. The televisions turned off. Probably to stop passengers from freaking out. She ran up to the nearest of the staff. "Hey, do you think my brothers were on that flight?" She asked.
The member of staff happened to be a guy. "Well, If your brothers were like you..." He pointed to her wings, "Then I think that yeah, they were. I checked them in."
Breeze blinked, released Beastboy and turned to face him.
He transformed, and Breeze turned back to the guy. "Do you think anyone survived?"
"We don't know yet. It isn't safe to go near."
"Oh..." Well, Breeze thought, Icy survived most things in the past... Like the time he was frozen, or the time he ran away, or the time when he was locked in his room for almost a month with no food or water, or all those fights with the school bullies, or when he got held by a gun by that man when Icy was, what, six? He'd make it. He had to. He'd seen the worst.