I woke up slowly. Why did my head hurt so badly? I sat up slowly, looking
around, where was I? I heard the hum of machinery and smelled the smell of
sterilizer. I was in a hospital bed.
"Hello." I turned to see Starfire sitting in a red plastic chair beside my bed. I remembered what had happened. I groaned and lied back against my pillow, wishing I was still unconscious. Star blinked sleepily, and smiled sadly. What time is it? How long was I out? I looked down at my body under the covers; I was wearing a hospital shirt that trailed down to my feet.
"Are you well friend?" she asked.
"Um, yeah...sure. I want hurt that badly." I replied rubbing my eyes.
"I was not speaking in physical terms." She smiled sadly, "You gave us all quite a fright, we have never seen you like that before."
"Oh yeah... I kinda had a little break down." I said, not looking her in the eyes.
"What was the cause of it?"
I sighed, "I'm not really sure, a lot of thing put together... I guess. She nodded and tucked a piece of her deep red hair behind her ear.
"The others!" I exclaimed suddenly.
"They are all fine," Star replied calmly, "We have all undergone the medical check up procedures and we all are uninjured, and Raven has awoken a few hours ago. Though she will not speak to us."
Oh... I rolled over and tried to get myself out of the bed but a sharp pain exploded through my hand. I'll see Raven later, I thought as I fell back on the pillow. It all smelled so... mediciney. I hate the smell of hospitals. It smells like sickness.
"Would you like me to activate the box of television?" Asked Star gesturing to a small TV in the corner.
"Probably same thing on ever channel," I said shrugging, then I thought for a moment.
"Actually, Star could you turn it on for me, please?" She frowned; beginning to think that suggesting the box of television was a bad idea. But she flipped it on anyway. The news anchors we excitedly retelling the events of this morning, as images of what had happened filled the screen.
"Here they come!" screamed one anchor who had been live when it has happened. A tremor tore through the crowd as Star and I hobbled out carrying Raven. Yes, it certainly looked worse than it had been. My uniform stained red and my hand cut up. But I hadn't been to horribly injure. My eyes widened as I watched my mental break down on national television. TV Naomi started shaking and keeled over, and my friends had gone ballistic. Beastboy actually swung his fist at a reporter who was trying to flip me over to get a better picture.
I watched this footage with every man, woman, and child in Gothem. I felt sick. What if Ice was watching this?
"Turn it off Star," I said as I struggled to my feet.
"Naomi no! The healer of this medical facility specifically informed me that you are not to be in motion! You need your rest!"
"I don't listen to doctors," I said dully as I put my hand on the silver doorknob, "I need to find Raven, where is she?" Star sighed, knowing that I wouldn't listen to her,
"She is in the room located to the right of this one." I nodded and advanced into the hall, shutting the door behind me. I turned and looked to Ravens door, it was opened slightly and I could hear her haunting voice chanting. I pushed the door all the way open and entered. She was sitting on her bed meditating. When she noticed I had entered she stopped, but didn't look me in the eye.
"I'm sorry," she mumbled as she dropped her gaze to the floor.
"About what?"
"Everything."
"Its not your fault," I assured her, "It was that bastard Slade, he made you-"
"No, not that, I... I called you a bad friend. And I kicked you out of the tower. I treated you like shit. And I'm sorry. You are the best friend I have every had. The ONLY friend I have ever had. You don't act like I have a problem; you treat me like a human being. You listen to me and don't constantly remind me of my darkness like other people. And to top that, you came to rescue us single handedly, with out any doubt in your mind."
"No big." I said smiling. She didn't reply. After a long silence she finally spoke again,
"I am sorry I hurt you." She whispered gesturing to my injuries, "I could see myself doing it, but couldn't stop. I couldn't control myself. The voices were too strong."
"What voices?" I asked curiously. She picked up a small metal mechanism from her bed stand.
"Slade up this is my head somehow, it triggered memories of pain, and it drove me crazy. I started hearing things... voices, voices like my fathers." I let out a small whistle,
"How did they get it in and out?" She tilted her head, and I saw a line of stitches going up one side of her head.
"Oh, that is just gross. Mr. Slade, you are one sick man." I said as I looked at her stitches. She sighed and dropped her gaze back to the floor.
"I'm not upset with you," I told her.
"I'm upset with me."
I smiled, "Come on Rae, lets go home."
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I frowned and looked in the mirror. No matter how much make-up I caked on my neck, the purplish bruises shown through. Raven has one hell of a death grip.
"Damn," I whispered as I tenderly wrapped a scarf around my neck.
Well I don't I look like a freak, I thought. I was wearing a scarf indoors.
I walked to the kitchen were everyone was sitting, waiting for me to come to supper. The tower was deathly silent. It was creepy. No talk, no laughter, no anything but tension. I sat in my usually place between Raven and Star with Beastboy right across the table from me. The others had gotten Chinese take out for me. It's my favorite, but my mouth felt dry and my stomach felt queasy.
They were all being extra nice to me, and it was starting to piss me off. They were still seriously freaked by my little "episode." They all treated me like a walking time bomb. I spooned some fried rice onto my plate and glared at it. Everyone was so tense. I have to break the silence somehow.
I reached out my hand and scooped up a hand full of rice from the container and threw it at Beastboy. He looked surprised as the rice hit him right in the face, but grinned and flicked his plate at me, sending food in my direction. I let it hit me right in the face. Then the air suddenly became full of food. It was immature and kind of stupid, but we needed to relive the tensions somehow.
I wiped off some gravy from Cyborgs face and smeared it on Starfire, who had absolutely no idea what was going on.
"Why are we battling with nutritional compounds?" she asked over Cys roar of triumph of hitting Robin with a fortune cookie.
"It's a food fight!" I exclaimed as I ducked from a wanton.
"A fight of food?"
"Just throw it!" She delicately picked up a grain of rice and placed it daintily in my hair.
"Good! Now kick it up a notch," I said as I dumped an entire container of sweet and sour soup over her head. She yelped and grabbed a dumpling and hit me in the chest with it. She grinned and finally became a part of the "food battle."
Raven sat calmly telekinetically deflecting any food that came her way. She looked to me and smiled softly. I gasped as all the food stared to glow black and levitate. Every grain of rice floated onto the air right above my head. I gasped as it all came raining down on me. And I felt better.
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"Friend? I am confused."
"What else is new Starfire?" I replied as I watched Cy kick BBs butt in a car racing video game.
"That is what I long it question you of. What else is new is the arrival of a Christmas." She said as BBs car exploded.
"Oh yeah, Christmas is here again, isn't it."
"What is a Christmas? Is that not when the elephants and males wearing make up perform stunts to the pleasure of the audience?"
"No, that's the circus remember? No Christmas is a holiday on this planet," I smiled knowing how much Star loved "the select days of rejoice" as she called them.
"Oh really?!? What is it in celebration of?" She asked excitedly.
"Well, according to legend, a looooong time ago, a Shepard was attending his flock of sheep. Then he saw a star in the sky so bright, he followed it until he came to a barn. And in the barn were three wise men. They were upset because they were in hiding and had a lamp, but not enough oil for it to last more than a day. But amazingly, the oil lasted for eight days! Then baby Jesus and Santa Clause came down the chimney and gave presents to everyone! Then Adam Sandler sang the Hanukah song."
"Wow! Really?"
"Yup!"
"Star don't listen to her," Robin said sighing, "She's just trying to confuse you."
"Star, the story isn't important," I said quickly, "The only thing that you need to know about Christmas is that you buy lots and lots of presents for me."
"Presents for everyone," Robins said smiling.
"Ha! I beat you! I win! Now you owe me fifty bucks!" Cyborg crowed. Beastboys ears drooped sadly as he gave his money to Cyborg. Poor guy.
"What's wrong with my little elfy?" I asked as I sat down on him.
"Nothing, now get off!" he said smiling
"You. Are. Such. A. Weenie." I replied one word at a time. I slid off him and sat on the floor. Then I remembered something,
"Oh, you guys! I just remembered, I singed us up for some charity work tomorrow. Its at the mall, so we can do our Christmas shopping afterwards."
"What did you sign us up for?" asked BB suspiciously. I just smiled sweetly.
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I laughed as I turned on the TV. I know Robin tells us not to watch ourselves on TV, but this time it was just too funny too miss. I flipped to channel 34 and put a blank tape in the VCR and pressed record.
"And in further news, the Titans have brought the spirit of Christmas to children all over Gothem last Monday through their charity work. Joanna Houtman has more on this story. Over to you Joe." The screen changed to another reporter.
"Thanks Gina!" A dark skinned reporter with very white teeth exclaimed, "I am inside the Gothem Mall and as you can see behind me, the TTs brought the seasonal spirit to our city!"
I laughed out loud as the camera focused on- "Santa's Castle!" the reporter exclaimed proudly, "Naomi? A quick word with you for channel 34 news!" I looked up and walked to the reporter. I had been wearing black boots and gloves, and my red velvet skirt had a big black belt with a silver buckle on the found. I wore a red tank top that matched my velvet skirt and I also sported a Santa hat.
"Shhh! I'm not Naomi! I'm Mrs. Clause!" I informed the reporter. She laughed a fake laugh that flashed all her teeth at once. Starfire came cautiously up behind me. She was wearing a brown full body suit with black "hoofs" at the end of the sleeves and feet. And if that wasn't good enough, she also had plastic antlers and a red clown nose.
"I do not know why I am required to wear this ridiculous outfit!" she whined.
"But Star! Rudolf is the most important aspect of Christmas! Besides, you knocked my make up in the toilet this morning, remember?"
"Oh... yes."
"How soon we forget."
"So where is Raven?" the reporter asked. Rudolf and I exchanged glances.
"Ummm, she couldn't come... she's..."
"..ill!!"
"Yes! She is very sick!" It was lame, but we couldn't tell the truth, Raven just "doesn't do" Christmas. I changed the subject away from Raven,
"Oh! Oh! Wait until you see BBs costume! Its sooooofunny!" I looked around for my little green chum.
"Where is he?"
"He's humiliated," Star explained, "He believes himself to look of a "Freaking gay fag."
"What? No way!" I rushed to find Beastboy. Star gazed into the camera.
"I normally do not wear this apparel," she informed the reporter, just incase there was any doubt. You could hear BB and my voices in the distance.
"Come on Beastboy! You look adorable!"
"Nooooo! I look stupid!" Then I dragged Beastboy into view of the screen. He was wearing elf shoes with bells on the tip of the toe and green tights; he wore a tight green shirt under a festive red vest. He looked miserable.
"I'm Santa little helper," he said lamely.
"Awww! Isn't he the cutes thing!" I asked the camera person who was laughing his ass off. I smiled, knowing if I was embarrassing BB by calling him cute.
"By "cute" I'm SURE you mean manly and rugged!" Santa's little helper exclaimed defensively.
"Whatever!" I said as I hugged him, which made him smile a little bit.
"So, where Robin?" asked the reporter. I pointed to the long line of children waiting outside "Santa's Castle", where robin was keeping the kids in order.
"And... what is he exactly?"
"Isn't it obvious?"
"No..."
"He's a gingerbread security officer!" I explained exasperatedly. People can be so stupid. He was wearing a brown shirt that had been painted to look like candy and frosting. He also wore a police officers hat to prove his authority. He looked up to us and waved.
"He's our candy man." I said to the reporter slyly. Just then Santa Cyborg came out of his castle.
"Yo, Mrs. Clause." He said punching my arm playfully, "Can you take over my shift, I gotta get something to eat."
"Sure thing, Santa!" The cameras followed me to the castle and I sat down in a big soft chair beside a basket of candy canes.
"You go in," Robin said, directing a very cute little girl up to me. She scrambled on to my lap and glared at me.
"Your not Santa." She reported critically.
"No, but I'm his wife, now, may I take your order?"
"I want a pony." She said seriously.
"A toy pony?"
"NO!! A real pony! And she has to be pink."
"A real pink pony. We'll see what we can do," I said, feeling very bad for whoever was the owner of this child. A real pink pony. There were going to be water works on Christmas morning. I gave the girl a candy cane and sent her out. The next kid rushed past an exasperated Robin.
"Weeee! I get to see SANTA!" squealed Beastboy in a high-pitched voice. I laughed as he wrapped his arms around my neck and sat on my lap and crossed his legs in a very girlish fashion.
"What do you want?" I asked rolling my eyes. He grinned coyly and leaned up and started whispering his request in my ear. My eyes widened in shock.
"BEASTBOY!!" I shrieked and I pushed him off my lap. He laughed like a lunatic as he bolted out of the castle.
"You PERVERT!!" I shrieked after him, "There are little kids in here!!" He stuck his head back in,
"What about my candy cane?" He asked grinning. I threw it at him,
"Here take it and shove it up your-"I paused, looking at all the innocent faces of the youth.
"Umm shove it up your...nose." I heard Robin yelling at BB from outside, yelling about soiling our image. Then the little girl from before walked back it, but this time with a little boy.
"This is my little brother Joey." She told me.
"Oh, well send him up!" I said cheerfully. He ducked behind his sister.
"He's scared of you."
"Scared of me? No way!" She pushed him up onto my lap.
"So young man, what would you like Santa to bring you for Christmas?" I asked cheerfully. He stared at me and his pale blue eyes widened and he stared screaming bloody murder. I threw my hands up in the air.
"I didn't do it! I didn't do it!" I yelled over his screaming.
"So, as you can see, the titans have restored the seasonal spirit," the reporter said nervously to the camera man, "Back to you Gina." I laughed as I turned off the TV. Memories like that will last a lifetime.
StArRy- I am soooo sorry! I haven't updated for like ever! I was busy all this week helping my boyfriend study for a huge test! His English is really limited, so he had to come over every day so I could help him with it. But we always got (ahm) distracted. So it's all his fault! He he he he! ^__~
"Hello." I turned to see Starfire sitting in a red plastic chair beside my bed. I remembered what had happened. I groaned and lied back against my pillow, wishing I was still unconscious. Star blinked sleepily, and smiled sadly. What time is it? How long was I out? I looked down at my body under the covers; I was wearing a hospital shirt that trailed down to my feet.
"Are you well friend?" she asked.
"Um, yeah...sure. I want hurt that badly." I replied rubbing my eyes.
"I was not speaking in physical terms." She smiled sadly, "You gave us all quite a fright, we have never seen you like that before."
"Oh yeah... I kinda had a little break down." I said, not looking her in the eyes.
"What was the cause of it?"
I sighed, "I'm not really sure, a lot of thing put together... I guess. She nodded and tucked a piece of her deep red hair behind her ear.
"The others!" I exclaimed suddenly.
"They are all fine," Star replied calmly, "We have all undergone the medical check up procedures and we all are uninjured, and Raven has awoken a few hours ago. Though she will not speak to us."
Oh... I rolled over and tried to get myself out of the bed but a sharp pain exploded through my hand. I'll see Raven later, I thought as I fell back on the pillow. It all smelled so... mediciney. I hate the smell of hospitals. It smells like sickness.
"Would you like me to activate the box of television?" Asked Star gesturing to a small TV in the corner.
"Probably same thing on ever channel," I said shrugging, then I thought for a moment.
"Actually, Star could you turn it on for me, please?" She frowned; beginning to think that suggesting the box of television was a bad idea. But she flipped it on anyway. The news anchors we excitedly retelling the events of this morning, as images of what had happened filled the screen.
"Here they come!" screamed one anchor who had been live when it has happened. A tremor tore through the crowd as Star and I hobbled out carrying Raven. Yes, it certainly looked worse than it had been. My uniform stained red and my hand cut up. But I hadn't been to horribly injure. My eyes widened as I watched my mental break down on national television. TV Naomi started shaking and keeled over, and my friends had gone ballistic. Beastboy actually swung his fist at a reporter who was trying to flip me over to get a better picture.
I watched this footage with every man, woman, and child in Gothem. I felt sick. What if Ice was watching this?
"Turn it off Star," I said as I struggled to my feet.
"Naomi no! The healer of this medical facility specifically informed me that you are not to be in motion! You need your rest!"
"I don't listen to doctors," I said dully as I put my hand on the silver doorknob, "I need to find Raven, where is she?" Star sighed, knowing that I wouldn't listen to her,
"She is in the room located to the right of this one." I nodded and advanced into the hall, shutting the door behind me. I turned and looked to Ravens door, it was opened slightly and I could hear her haunting voice chanting. I pushed the door all the way open and entered. She was sitting on her bed meditating. When she noticed I had entered she stopped, but didn't look me in the eye.
"I'm sorry," she mumbled as she dropped her gaze to the floor.
"About what?"
"Everything."
"Its not your fault," I assured her, "It was that bastard Slade, he made you-"
"No, not that, I... I called you a bad friend. And I kicked you out of the tower. I treated you like shit. And I'm sorry. You are the best friend I have every had. The ONLY friend I have ever had. You don't act like I have a problem; you treat me like a human being. You listen to me and don't constantly remind me of my darkness like other people. And to top that, you came to rescue us single handedly, with out any doubt in your mind."
"No big." I said smiling. She didn't reply. After a long silence she finally spoke again,
"I am sorry I hurt you." She whispered gesturing to my injuries, "I could see myself doing it, but couldn't stop. I couldn't control myself. The voices were too strong."
"What voices?" I asked curiously. She picked up a small metal mechanism from her bed stand.
"Slade up this is my head somehow, it triggered memories of pain, and it drove me crazy. I started hearing things... voices, voices like my fathers." I let out a small whistle,
"How did they get it in and out?" She tilted her head, and I saw a line of stitches going up one side of her head.
"Oh, that is just gross. Mr. Slade, you are one sick man." I said as I looked at her stitches. She sighed and dropped her gaze back to the floor.
"I'm not upset with you," I told her.
"I'm upset with me."
I smiled, "Come on Rae, lets go home."
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I frowned and looked in the mirror. No matter how much make-up I caked on my neck, the purplish bruises shown through. Raven has one hell of a death grip.
"Damn," I whispered as I tenderly wrapped a scarf around my neck.
Well I don't I look like a freak, I thought. I was wearing a scarf indoors.
I walked to the kitchen were everyone was sitting, waiting for me to come to supper. The tower was deathly silent. It was creepy. No talk, no laughter, no anything but tension. I sat in my usually place between Raven and Star with Beastboy right across the table from me. The others had gotten Chinese take out for me. It's my favorite, but my mouth felt dry and my stomach felt queasy.
They were all being extra nice to me, and it was starting to piss me off. They were still seriously freaked by my little "episode." They all treated me like a walking time bomb. I spooned some fried rice onto my plate and glared at it. Everyone was so tense. I have to break the silence somehow.
I reached out my hand and scooped up a hand full of rice from the container and threw it at Beastboy. He looked surprised as the rice hit him right in the face, but grinned and flicked his plate at me, sending food in my direction. I let it hit me right in the face. Then the air suddenly became full of food. It was immature and kind of stupid, but we needed to relive the tensions somehow.
I wiped off some gravy from Cyborgs face and smeared it on Starfire, who had absolutely no idea what was going on.
"Why are we battling with nutritional compounds?" she asked over Cys roar of triumph of hitting Robin with a fortune cookie.
"It's a food fight!" I exclaimed as I ducked from a wanton.
"A fight of food?"
"Just throw it!" She delicately picked up a grain of rice and placed it daintily in my hair.
"Good! Now kick it up a notch," I said as I dumped an entire container of sweet and sour soup over her head. She yelped and grabbed a dumpling and hit me in the chest with it. She grinned and finally became a part of the "food battle."
Raven sat calmly telekinetically deflecting any food that came her way. She looked to me and smiled softly. I gasped as all the food stared to glow black and levitate. Every grain of rice floated onto the air right above my head. I gasped as it all came raining down on me. And I felt better.
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"Friend? I am confused."
"What else is new Starfire?" I replied as I watched Cy kick BBs butt in a car racing video game.
"That is what I long it question you of. What else is new is the arrival of a Christmas." She said as BBs car exploded.
"Oh yeah, Christmas is here again, isn't it."
"What is a Christmas? Is that not when the elephants and males wearing make up perform stunts to the pleasure of the audience?"
"No, that's the circus remember? No Christmas is a holiday on this planet," I smiled knowing how much Star loved "the select days of rejoice" as she called them.
"Oh really?!? What is it in celebration of?" She asked excitedly.
"Well, according to legend, a looooong time ago, a Shepard was attending his flock of sheep. Then he saw a star in the sky so bright, he followed it until he came to a barn. And in the barn were three wise men. They were upset because they were in hiding and had a lamp, but not enough oil for it to last more than a day. But amazingly, the oil lasted for eight days! Then baby Jesus and Santa Clause came down the chimney and gave presents to everyone! Then Adam Sandler sang the Hanukah song."
"Wow! Really?"
"Yup!"
"Star don't listen to her," Robin said sighing, "She's just trying to confuse you."
"Star, the story isn't important," I said quickly, "The only thing that you need to know about Christmas is that you buy lots and lots of presents for me."
"Presents for everyone," Robins said smiling.
"Ha! I beat you! I win! Now you owe me fifty bucks!" Cyborg crowed. Beastboys ears drooped sadly as he gave his money to Cyborg. Poor guy.
"What's wrong with my little elfy?" I asked as I sat down on him.
"Nothing, now get off!" he said smiling
"You. Are. Such. A. Weenie." I replied one word at a time. I slid off him and sat on the floor. Then I remembered something,
"Oh, you guys! I just remembered, I singed us up for some charity work tomorrow. Its at the mall, so we can do our Christmas shopping afterwards."
"What did you sign us up for?" asked BB suspiciously. I just smiled sweetly.
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I laughed as I turned on the TV. I know Robin tells us not to watch ourselves on TV, but this time it was just too funny too miss. I flipped to channel 34 and put a blank tape in the VCR and pressed record.
"And in further news, the Titans have brought the spirit of Christmas to children all over Gothem last Monday through their charity work. Joanna Houtman has more on this story. Over to you Joe." The screen changed to another reporter.
"Thanks Gina!" A dark skinned reporter with very white teeth exclaimed, "I am inside the Gothem Mall and as you can see behind me, the TTs brought the seasonal spirit to our city!"
I laughed out loud as the camera focused on- "Santa's Castle!" the reporter exclaimed proudly, "Naomi? A quick word with you for channel 34 news!" I looked up and walked to the reporter. I had been wearing black boots and gloves, and my red velvet skirt had a big black belt with a silver buckle on the found. I wore a red tank top that matched my velvet skirt and I also sported a Santa hat.
"Shhh! I'm not Naomi! I'm Mrs. Clause!" I informed the reporter. She laughed a fake laugh that flashed all her teeth at once. Starfire came cautiously up behind me. She was wearing a brown full body suit with black "hoofs" at the end of the sleeves and feet. And if that wasn't good enough, she also had plastic antlers and a red clown nose.
"I do not know why I am required to wear this ridiculous outfit!" she whined.
"But Star! Rudolf is the most important aspect of Christmas! Besides, you knocked my make up in the toilet this morning, remember?"
"Oh... yes."
"How soon we forget."
"So where is Raven?" the reporter asked. Rudolf and I exchanged glances.
"Ummm, she couldn't come... she's..."
"..ill!!"
"Yes! She is very sick!" It was lame, but we couldn't tell the truth, Raven just "doesn't do" Christmas. I changed the subject away from Raven,
"Oh! Oh! Wait until you see BBs costume! Its sooooofunny!" I looked around for my little green chum.
"Where is he?"
"He's humiliated," Star explained, "He believes himself to look of a "Freaking gay fag."
"What? No way!" I rushed to find Beastboy. Star gazed into the camera.
"I normally do not wear this apparel," she informed the reporter, just incase there was any doubt. You could hear BB and my voices in the distance.
"Come on Beastboy! You look adorable!"
"Nooooo! I look stupid!" Then I dragged Beastboy into view of the screen. He was wearing elf shoes with bells on the tip of the toe and green tights; he wore a tight green shirt under a festive red vest. He looked miserable.
"I'm Santa little helper," he said lamely.
"Awww! Isn't he the cutes thing!" I asked the camera person who was laughing his ass off. I smiled, knowing if I was embarrassing BB by calling him cute.
"By "cute" I'm SURE you mean manly and rugged!" Santa's little helper exclaimed defensively.
"Whatever!" I said as I hugged him, which made him smile a little bit.
"So, where Robin?" asked the reporter. I pointed to the long line of children waiting outside "Santa's Castle", where robin was keeping the kids in order.
"And... what is he exactly?"
"Isn't it obvious?"
"No..."
"He's a gingerbread security officer!" I explained exasperatedly. People can be so stupid. He was wearing a brown shirt that had been painted to look like candy and frosting. He also wore a police officers hat to prove his authority. He looked up to us and waved.
"He's our candy man." I said to the reporter slyly. Just then Santa Cyborg came out of his castle.
"Yo, Mrs. Clause." He said punching my arm playfully, "Can you take over my shift, I gotta get something to eat."
"Sure thing, Santa!" The cameras followed me to the castle and I sat down in a big soft chair beside a basket of candy canes.
"You go in," Robin said, directing a very cute little girl up to me. She scrambled on to my lap and glared at me.
"Your not Santa." She reported critically.
"No, but I'm his wife, now, may I take your order?"
"I want a pony." She said seriously.
"A toy pony?"
"NO!! A real pony! And she has to be pink."
"A real pink pony. We'll see what we can do," I said, feeling very bad for whoever was the owner of this child. A real pink pony. There were going to be water works on Christmas morning. I gave the girl a candy cane and sent her out. The next kid rushed past an exasperated Robin.
"Weeee! I get to see SANTA!" squealed Beastboy in a high-pitched voice. I laughed as he wrapped his arms around my neck and sat on my lap and crossed his legs in a very girlish fashion.
"What do you want?" I asked rolling my eyes. He grinned coyly and leaned up and started whispering his request in my ear. My eyes widened in shock.
"BEASTBOY!!" I shrieked and I pushed him off my lap. He laughed like a lunatic as he bolted out of the castle.
"You PERVERT!!" I shrieked after him, "There are little kids in here!!" He stuck his head back in,
"What about my candy cane?" He asked grinning. I threw it at him,
"Here take it and shove it up your-"I paused, looking at all the innocent faces of the youth.
"Umm shove it up your...nose." I heard Robin yelling at BB from outside, yelling about soiling our image. Then the little girl from before walked back it, but this time with a little boy.
"This is my little brother Joey." She told me.
"Oh, well send him up!" I said cheerfully. He ducked behind his sister.
"He's scared of you."
"Scared of me? No way!" She pushed him up onto my lap.
"So young man, what would you like Santa to bring you for Christmas?" I asked cheerfully. He stared at me and his pale blue eyes widened and he stared screaming bloody murder. I threw my hands up in the air.
"I didn't do it! I didn't do it!" I yelled over his screaming.
"So, as you can see, the titans have restored the seasonal spirit," the reporter said nervously to the camera man, "Back to you Gina." I laughed as I turned off the TV. Memories like that will last a lifetime.
StArRy- I am soooo sorry! I haven't updated for like ever! I was busy all this week helping my boyfriend study for a huge test! His English is really limited, so he had to come over every day so I could help him with it. But we always got (ahm) distracted. So it's all his fault! He he he he! ^__~