Raven blinked. Beast Boy raised an eyebrow. Raven narrowed her eyes, and
Beast Boy took a step towards her. The kitchen table suddenly smashed, as
though hit ferociously in the center. Large chunks of wood flew to the
floor, and scattered across the room. Beast Boy schooled his face into a
somewhat condescending expression, and Raven glared at him.
"So? You can't fix that later?" Grinned Beast Boy, suddenly showing his amusement at the situation. Ravens glare lost its intensity, and her eyes slid down to the floor. Beast Boys eyes widened. "Oh, crap, Raven...." He raced the last 2 paces forwards to catch her.
The half demons face suddenly went lax, and she fell ungraciously to the floor.
"What's going on?" Came a sudden yell. Beast Boy looked up to see Robins silhouette, and noted that his teammate was crouched on one of the kitchen work surfaces. The light overhead flickered for a second, but remained on. Robin glanced at Ravens unconscious form, partially supported by the green changeling.
His expression became sharp. "What happened?"
Beast Boy sighed slightly as Robin hopped down onto the kitchen floor, and crouched beside them.
"I was.... She was getting pissy at me, and...." Beast Boy gesticulated with his free hand, seemingly randomly, swatting at random bits of air.
Robin looked pointedly at the remnants of the kitchen table, then at Beast Boys hand. The hand dropped, somewhat lamely, at the look.
"No," said Robin, carefully, "I mean, what.... You know what I mean." He didn't seem to be expecting an answer. "Do we move her?"
The bulb in the kitchen light flickered again.
Beast Boys attention snapped down to Ravens face.
"What is happening?" Starfires petulant cry caused both boys to look around at the slender alien racing around the countertop.
"We heard smashing crashing noises. What's going on?" The last member of the team rounded the counter behind Starfire, alert and anxious, while still rubbing the electronically induced sleep out of his eyes.
"Hey, it's ok. Just.... Yeah. We'll deal with it. Go back to bed," instructed Beast Boy, as the bulb continued to flicker. Star looked up, while Cyborgs face turned grim.
"Gotcha," he said, somewhat grudgingly, and turned and backed away quickly. He pulled lightly on Starfires arm, and with a final look at the light bulb, she turned and began to levitate her way back to assumedly her sleeping quarters.
Beast Boy watched them until they had left his sight, and then shifted so that he was better positioned to support Raven, who still appeared unconscious.
"This is happening all too often," commented Robin, in a low tone. "What's gonna...."
"I don't know," interrupted Beast Boy. He sighed, again. "Someone.... I'll have to ask her when she...."
He trailed off, certain that Robin had picked up the point.
Robin stared up at the light, then back at Raven. "If it gets...." He looked at Beast Boy, trying to convey the words.
"Yeah, I will."
Robin nodded, and turned to swiftly make his way out of the kitchen.
Beast Boy sat for another minute, staring at the cupboard door in front of him. Without warning, the kitchen light exploded, sending the room into darkness. He felt the half adolescent girl in his arms stiffen, and he eased his hold around her.
He could feel the questions burning from Ravens mouth, and knew she wasn't going to ask them.
"It's me," he said, quietly. "About two minutes, floor, kitchen, tower."
Ravens body relaxed against him only enough for someone with his extra senses to feel, and she reached up to her head with a hand. He stayed where he was, not abandoning her, but not suffocating her. He realized, with some aggravation, that this was becoming almost routine.
In front of him, anyway. Absently, he thought of the table, and tried to recall where all the pieces were if they were to safely make their way back to the bedroom corridor.
Raven leaned forward slightly, and in the dark, his retained animal senses could just make out her studying her hands. He got the distinct impression that she was frowning at them, and vaguely wondered about the reasoning.
Her hands came up to her head as she sighed uncharacteristically. It was suddenly Beast Boys turn to frown. The sigh had sounded despondent. He waited for something to break.
Raven stayed still, frowning slightly, and Beast Boy waited. He raised his eyebrows, suddenly not understanding. "Uuh, Raven?" He asked in normal tones, forgetting for a second the situation.
Raven turned around, as if startled to find him there.
"Woah, ok," said Beast Boy, shrinking back a little, but at the same time bringing out an arm, as if to restrain her. The look on her face was.... startling him, to say the least.
Raven looked back at the floor. By the time she looked up again, her expression was carefully neutral, and her eyes were inexpressive. Stoic and rational, thought Beast Boy. Raven could be back.
"Bed?" He suggested, as she looked around. He noted that she too appeared able to see in the dark. He wondered what the rest of her demon family had been like.
Raven turned fully on the floor to face him. "Are you tired?" She asked, somewhat quietly.
"No," he admitted. "Wanna do something?"
Her glance flickered momentarily up to the light. She frowned slightly, again, and Beast Boy wondered, again, why nothing was exploding.
"I.... What did you have in mind?"
"Lets get up," said Beast Boy, as he pulled himself into a standing position. Raven hoisted herself upright beside him, and he reached out an arm to grab her around the waist. "This a way," he chirped, leading them through what he could now see for his eyes adjustment of the kitchen debris.
Raven followed, and they reached the sofa. Beast Boy pulled her down, and she somehow managed to pull a scowl at him.
As her face softened out, she relaxed into the cushions.
"So," began Beast Boy, wondering how to initiate the conversation he'd as good as told Robin he'd have.
Raven stayed silent beside him.
Beast Boy mulled over what would be a good choice of words for a second longer, then turned where he was sat, deciding that whatever he said, it probably wouldn't sound too good anyway.
"Why do you keep doing that? I mean, I know you don't know...."
"If I knew why I kept doing that.... I don't know." Ravens hands twitched suddenly in her lap. Beast Boys eyes widened, hearing what sounded very much like emotion in her voice and suddenly feeling very nervous about what was going to explode next.
They sat quietly for a couple of seconds, Beast Boy waited for the huge explosion.
"I don't know what's going on!"
Beast Boys eyes widened further. Raven seemed to not be thinking about what he was thinking about. Raven seemed to be feeling.... Hopeless. Raven seemed to be feeling, and while he was all for his best friend feeling things, he wasn't liking the way that this was far too wrong to feel safe.
She was trembling very slightly, but not from anything Beast Boy could discern.
"Are you sure you don't want to go to bed?" He suggested finally. The conversation could happen in the morning, when everyone can think straight, he decided.
Raven scowled at the floor.
"You look about four when you do that," commented Beast Boy, in an attempt to lighten the mood. "Go to bed. I'll get you some herbal tea. Go to bed here, if you want."
"I don't.... want.... I can't want anything," said Raven, suddenly. She turned back towards him suspiciously. "What's wrong with this?" She fired, gesticulating around her head in a very un-Raven like manner.
"Eeeeeh, I don't know. Heh, that's why I said go to bed," said Beast Boy, wincing slightly.
Raven stared at him. "This better all make sense in the morning."
She leaned back into the couch, her face sullen. "I'm sleeping here," she announced, quietly, and closed her eyes.
Beast Boy stared. "Right," he agreed slowly. Quick math told him she'd be awake again in 2 hours, dawn. If Raven was..... Beast Boy decided to stop thinking.
He sat beside her deep breathing form, and wondered if he should try and get to sleep.
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Off the top of my head, yes, that sucks. Almighty big ones. One day, I'm going to write something I'm happy with, I swear.
In the meantime, give me reviews? Reviews make for a better writer, which means you might actual decent stuff to read : )
"So? You can't fix that later?" Grinned Beast Boy, suddenly showing his amusement at the situation. Ravens glare lost its intensity, and her eyes slid down to the floor. Beast Boys eyes widened. "Oh, crap, Raven...." He raced the last 2 paces forwards to catch her.
The half demons face suddenly went lax, and she fell ungraciously to the floor.
"What's going on?" Came a sudden yell. Beast Boy looked up to see Robins silhouette, and noted that his teammate was crouched on one of the kitchen work surfaces. The light overhead flickered for a second, but remained on. Robin glanced at Ravens unconscious form, partially supported by the green changeling.
His expression became sharp. "What happened?"
Beast Boy sighed slightly as Robin hopped down onto the kitchen floor, and crouched beside them.
"I was.... She was getting pissy at me, and...." Beast Boy gesticulated with his free hand, seemingly randomly, swatting at random bits of air.
Robin looked pointedly at the remnants of the kitchen table, then at Beast Boys hand. The hand dropped, somewhat lamely, at the look.
"No," said Robin, carefully, "I mean, what.... You know what I mean." He didn't seem to be expecting an answer. "Do we move her?"
The bulb in the kitchen light flickered again.
Beast Boys attention snapped down to Ravens face.
"What is happening?" Starfires petulant cry caused both boys to look around at the slender alien racing around the countertop.
"We heard smashing crashing noises. What's going on?" The last member of the team rounded the counter behind Starfire, alert and anxious, while still rubbing the electronically induced sleep out of his eyes.
"Hey, it's ok. Just.... Yeah. We'll deal with it. Go back to bed," instructed Beast Boy, as the bulb continued to flicker. Star looked up, while Cyborgs face turned grim.
"Gotcha," he said, somewhat grudgingly, and turned and backed away quickly. He pulled lightly on Starfires arm, and with a final look at the light bulb, she turned and began to levitate her way back to assumedly her sleeping quarters.
Beast Boy watched them until they had left his sight, and then shifted so that he was better positioned to support Raven, who still appeared unconscious.
"This is happening all too often," commented Robin, in a low tone. "What's gonna...."
"I don't know," interrupted Beast Boy. He sighed, again. "Someone.... I'll have to ask her when she...."
He trailed off, certain that Robin had picked up the point.
Robin stared up at the light, then back at Raven. "If it gets...." He looked at Beast Boy, trying to convey the words.
"Yeah, I will."
Robin nodded, and turned to swiftly make his way out of the kitchen.
Beast Boy sat for another minute, staring at the cupboard door in front of him. Without warning, the kitchen light exploded, sending the room into darkness. He felt the half adolescent girl in his arms stiffen, and he eased his hold around her.
He could feel the questions burning from Ravens mouth, and knew she wasn't going to ask them.
"It's me," he said, quietly. "About two minutes, floor, kitchen, tower."
Ravens body relaxed against him only enough for someone with his extra senses to feel, and she reached up to her head with a hand. He stayed where he was, not abandoning her, but not suffocating her. He realized, with some aggravation, that this was becoming almost routine.
In front of him, anyway. Absently, he thought of the table, and tried to recall where all the pieces were if they were to safely make their way back to the bedroom corridor.
Raven leaned forward slightly, and in the dark, his retained animal senses could just make out her studying her hands. He got the distinct impression that she was frowning at them, and vaguely wondered about the reasoning.
Her hands came up to her head as she sighed uncharacteristically. It was suddenly Beast Boys turn to frown. The sigh had sounded despondent. He waited for something to break.
Raven stayed still, frowning slightly, and Beast Boy waited. He raised his eyebrows, suddenly not understanding. "Uuh, Raven?" He asked in normal tones, forgetting for a second the situation.
Raven turned around, as if startled to find him there.
"Woah, ok," said Beast Boy, shrinking back a little, but at the same time bringing out an arm, as if to restrain her. The look on her face was.... startling him, to say the least.
Raven looked back at the floor. By the time she looked up again, her expression was carefully neutral, and her eyes were inexpressive. Stoic and rational, thought Beast Boy. Raven could be back.
"Bed?" He suggested, as she looked around. He noted that she too appeared able to see in the dark. He wondered what the rest of her demon family had been like.
Raven turned fully on the floor to face him. "Are you tired?" She asked, somewhat quietly.
"No," he admitted. "Wanna do something?"
Her glance flickered momentarily up to the light. She frowned slightly, again, and Beast Boy wondered, again, why nothing was exploding.
"I.... What did you have in mind?"
"Lets get up," said Beast Boy, as he pulled himself into a standing position. Raven hoisted herself upright beside him, and he reached out an arm to grab her around the waist. "This a way," he chirped, leading them through what he could now see for his eyes adjustment of the kitchen debris.
Raven followed, and they reached the sofa. Beast Boy pulled her down, and she somehow managed to pull a scowl at him.
As her face softened out, she relaxed into the cushions.
"So," began Beast Boy, wondering how to initiate the conversation he'd as good as told Robin he'd have.
Raven stayed silent beside him.
Beast Boy mulled over what would be a good choice of words for a second longer, then turned where he was sat, deciding that whatever he said, it probably wouldn't sound too good anyway.
"Why do you keep doing that? I mean, I know you don't know...."
"If I knew why I kept doing that.... I don't know." Ravens hands twitched suddenly in her lap. Beast Boys eyes widened, hearing what sounded very much like emotion in her voice and suddenly feeling very nervous about what was going to explode next.
They sat quietly for a couple of seconds, Beast Boy waited for the huge explosion.
"I don't know what's going on!"
Beast Boys eyes widened further. Raven seemed to not be thinking about what he was thinking about. Raven seemed to be feeling.... Hopeless. Raven seemed to be feeling, and while he was all for his best friend feeling things, he wasn't liking the way that this was far too wrong to feel safe.
She was trembling very slightly, but not from anything Beast Boy could discern.
"Are you sure you don't want to go to bed?" He suggested finally. The conversation could happen in the morning, when everyone can think straight, he decided.
Raven scowled at the floor.
"You look about four when you do that," commented Beast Boy, in an attempt to lighten the mood. "Go to bed. I'll get you some herbal tea. Go to bed here, if you want."
"I don't.... want.... I can't want anything," said Raven, suddenly. She turned back towards him suspiciously. "What's wrong with this?" She fired, gesticulating around her head in a very un-Raven like manner.
"Eeeeeh, I don't know. Heh, that's why I said go to bed," said Beast Boy, wincing slightly.
Raven stared at him. "This better all make sense in the morning."
She leaned back into the couch, her face sullen. "I'm sleeping here," she announced, quietly, and closed her eyes.
Beast Boy stared. "Right," he agreed slowly. Quick math told him she'd be awake again in 2 hours, dawn. If Raven was..... Beast Boy decided to stop thinking.
He sat beside her deep breathing form, and wondered if he should try and get to sleep.
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Off the top of my head, yes, that sucks. Almighty big ones. One day, I'm going to write something I'm happy with, I swear.
In the meantime, give me reviews? Reviews make for a better writer, which means you might actual decent stuff to read : )