Chapter 4

Author's note: I'm going to warn everyone right now that chapter 5 is not going to come out as quickly as the last 4 chapters. I had prewritten all of these chapters in a journal and I just typed them up and on my new laptop to post them. Chapter 5 is still in the process of being written but I will say it's gonna be a long boy and it's gonna be just straight cutesy fluff. So...you have that to look forward to, anyways on with the fic.

Gar grumbled to himself as he shoved his hands into his jacket pockets and stormed off set. Another week on Space Trek where the lead actor, Tim complained to Don, their director that Gar had gotten all of the "good lines" and Tim stole them.

Gar started to wonder why he showed up in the first place. Was it because him already being green was convenient for the makeup artist? Because his agent was lousy and couldn't find him better work? Or was it because he wasn't in the mood to be homeless? Yeah, that was it, that was the reason.

A day on the set of Space Trek 2022 for Gar meant showing up, getting into costume, pretending like he was maybe doing something on the space ship, if he was lucky Tim might have spared him a line or two to speak the entire episode, and finally end shooting for the day to go back to being treated like a second class citizen by the rest of the cast. He was basically a glorified extra and everyone knew it, himself included.

God, if he could just get a little more screen time, maybe a better agent would notice him and- 'What?' He thought to himself 'cast me as the newest horror monster? Another alien? Hell, maybe if I'm lucky I'll be a kids cereal mascot.'

Between the 12 hour days on set and every other actor on set treating him like hot garbage, Gar wasn't sure how much more he could take. Not to mention that he had somehow become the director's errand boy in exchange for the hint of a chance.

"Hey kid, pick up my dry cleaning and I'll talk to my director friends about ya!"

"Hey green bean, do a coffee run and I'll talk to the writers about giving you more lines next episode."

The newest task had really taken the cake though.

"Hey Jolly Green, you start picking up my kids from daycare and I'll get you a whole featured episode for ya!"

Don rarely fulfilled his end of the promises but sometimes he would surprise him, and Gar just couldn't turn anything down for a chance.

He simply loved performing and more than anything wanted that to be what he did for the rest of his life. He'd do anything just to be able to perform, to be someone else with someone else's problems for a few hours, and if that meant being Don Dickerson's personal bitch well so be it.

Gar finally reached the door of his trailer and stepped inside. God, he didn't know Don had kids, he couldn't imagine what kind of Dad he was. If it was anything like the kind of director he was, he felt sorry for those kids.

Gar started pulling off his boots and gloves to take them back to costumes when he looked at the photographs taped to his mirror. There was one of himself, Dick, and Vic playing basketball on the tower's roof, Kori and Dick watching fireworks on the 4th of July, Vic working on the T Car and the one picture he managed to get of Raven.

He remember the day well, it was summer and it was hot which usually meant she wore civilian clothes as much as possible. Her purple hair was in a stubby little ponytail with a black bandana tied around her head to keep any stray hairs out of her face. She was wearing a black tank top and black cut offs with her high top converses and sitting at a picnic table chewing on her thumbnail, thoroughly engrossed in whatever the book of the week was. He remembered how annoyed Raven looked at him after seeing the camera's flash go off but he didn't care, he was just happy to have a picture of her.

This was back when seemed like it things were heating up between the two of them, the rest of the team even started taking bets on when they would start dating and who was going to ask out who but then suddenly out of nowhere, Raven shut down and the idea of romance was washed away like tides on the shore.

It wasn't long after that the current Titans began disbanding and Gar tried to move on. He went out on dates and it was fun but...no one ever really set his soul on fire the way Raven could.

"I don't Raven, what do you think I should do?"

"Gar, if you really hate it this much then you need to quit. Now quit coming to me for every little thing, I'm not your mother and I'm not your therapist for the last damn time," He said, mimicking her voice.

He sat up and sighed, "Come on Rae, you can't even be nice to me in my imagination?"

He mimicked her voice again, "I'm not wearing any panties Garfield."

"You see? That's much better. Thank you." he replied, continuing the conversation with Imaginary Raven.

At that moment, there was a knock at the door that broke him out of his stupor and caused him to yelp.

"Ah sorry, COminG!" his voice cracking as he went to the door.

Don was at the door holding two sticky notes in his hand.

"Here green genes, this one is the address to the daycare, dont forget an ID or they won't let you take them, and here's their bedtime routine.

"Uh, I'm sorry what?"

"There a problem, kid?"

"Uh no sir, just why do I need their bedtime routine? I'm just dropping them off at home right?"

"You're not gonna leave them by themselves are you kid? Sheesh what do I pay you for? Clearly it's not to think!"

Gar bit down the curse words forming at his lips. He assumed he was dropping the kids off with their mother or a nanny or something. He wasn't informed that he was now the nanny! 'Sure, why not? I only just worked 12 hours, what's the rest of the damn day?' he thought.

"Right, sorry sir" he growled through his teeth, "what time should I expect you home?"

"Wife will get there whenever she gets there, I don't care what she does as long as she stays within her spending limit and out of my savings."

"Alright then" Gar whispered desperately, keeping his composure.

Once completely out of costume, Gar made his way to his Forest Green Jeep Wrangler and sat inside the driver's side for a moment before grabbing a pillow from the back (that he kept there for moments like these) and started screaming. "AHHHHHH! FUCK YOU! GO FUCK YOURSELF YOU FUCKING FAT FUCK!" into the pillow's sanctuary of half silence.

Satisfied, the changeling lifted his head from the pillow, took a deep breath and put in the coordinates for the Daycare on his phone's GPS.

Starting route for Kelly's Childcare

'Well, at least today can't get any worse from here' he thought to himself.