A Normal Life
Author's note: Lost yet? I thought so. I promise, things will begin to clear up soon, just keep reading, and please review, especially if you think a specific chapter needs fixing up.
Disclaimer: I own diddlysquat.
Chapter 4 – "Abnormally Normal"
Raven pulled back the covers and got out of bed, only to realize she wasn't wearing her usual pajamas. The pajamas she was wearing looked ridiculous. The pants were bright yellow with pink kittens. The shirt she was wearing was white with the words "Cute Kitten" written on it. 'Ew, I don't know who picked this crap out, but who ever it is needs some serious mental help.'
Raven began walking over to the closet door to get out some decent clothes, but as she crossed the room, she happened to glimpse her reflection in the full-length mirror. What she saw made her jaw drop. She didn't look like herself. Her dark purple hair was gone, and in its place was normal shoulder length black hair. The red jewel that usually adorned her forehead was gone as well. Even her skin looked different. Instead of being its usual pale ivory, it was now a light tan. The girl in the mirror was completely normal looking (with the exception of the ridiculous pajamas). 'This cannot be happening! What happened to my face?' The only thing that hadn't changed about her were her eyes. As much as Raven wanted to think that the reflection wasn't hers, her eyes said it all. They were still her eyes looking back. In attempts to put the upsetting reflection out of her head, she went to the closet to get dressed. She was in for another surprise when she got there. The entire closet was filled to the brim with clothes only Starfire would wear. The closet was an array of bright rainbow colors. The majority of the clothes were pink, but there were a few reds and light purples in there as well. There was no way to escape, so she eventually settled on a deep crimson sweater that was made of a really soft material. Strangely, she actually liked the sweater. It was really comfortable and it complimented her should length black hair nicely. 'Beast Boy would have liked this.' She thought to herself. She was beginning to feel extremely homesick. She missed Beast Boy, and she was secretly wondering if he cared that she was gone. After the disaster last night, she doubted it. Raven looked once more at her reflection, took a deep breath and left the pink room.
She was uneasy as she crept down the stairs, but she felt the only way to get out of this place and find Beast Boy was to play along. When she got to the bottom of the stairs she could hear several voices singing. She followed the sound down a small hallway. As she was following the sound, she paused once or twice to look at the pictures on the walls. They had several people she didn't recognize in them, but a few of them were pictures of herself, the woman claiming to be her mother, and a man. There were pictures of her at different ages too. 'This cannot be happening' she thought to herself again.
Dragging her gaze from the pictures, she continued to follow the singing voices. When she finally located the voices, she was surprised at what she found. She'd come upon a room that looked like it'd just come out of a TV Christmas special. In the corner, being circled by a toy train, was a Christmas tree covered in ornaments. Underneath the tree, there were dozens of presents. On the opposite wall, there was a fireplace burning a log. Hanging from the fireplace's mantle, there were 3 stockings. From where she stood she could clearly make out the names on the stockings. From left to right, the stockings said "Dad", "Mom", and "Raven". Upon seeing her own name on a stocking, her eyes got a little larger.
To the left of the fireplace there was a piano. Seated at the piano, there was the same man that had been in the picture of Raven and her "mother". The man at the piano was playing a slightly off key version of "Jingle Bells" for three people singing. One of the people singing was Raven's "mother", but Raven only recognized the other two people from the pictures. Standing to the left of her "mother" was a blonde woman in about her late 30's. Next to the blonde woman, was a man with salt and pepper hair that appeared to be in his mid 40's. No one had seemed to notice her arrival yet because the four adults were absorbed in their jovial singing.
The adults weren't the only people in the room. On the floor, a little blonde girl of about 9 was busy shaking the presents. There was one other minor in the room, and he was sitting off by himself on the other side of the room. He was a boy of about 16, and he had his fingers in his ears. It was obvious that he didn't have a very high opinion of the people's singing. Raven stood in the doorway, completely astonished. This was always the way she'd pictured a normal family, but it was weird to see people that were so normal. These people looked as if they could have easily come straight out of some 50's TV sitcom. They were so normal, it was abnormal.
Author's note: Lost yet? I thought so. I promise, things will begin to clear up soon, just keep reading, and please review, especially if you think a specific chapter needs fixing up.
Disclaimer: I own diddlysquat.
Chapter 4 – "Abnormally Normal"
Raven pulled back the covers and got out of bed, only to realize she wasn't wearing her usual pajamas. The pajamas she was wearing looked ridiculous. The pants were bright yellow with pink kittens. The shirt she was wearing was white with the words "Cute Kitten" written on it. 'Ew, I don't know who picked this crap out, but who ever it is needs some serious mental help.'
Raven began walking over to the closet door to get out some decent clothes, but as she crossed the room, she happened to glimpse her reflection in the full-length mirror. What she saw made her jaw drop. She didn't look like herself. Her dark purple hair was gone, and in its place was normal shoulder length black hair. The red jewel that usually adorned her forehead was gone as well. Even her skin looked different. Instead of being its usual pale ivory, it was now a light tan. The girl in the mirror was completely normal looking (with the exception of the ridiculous pajamas). 'This cannot be happening! What happened to my face?' The only thing that hadn't changed about her were her eyes. As much as Raven wanted to think that the reflection wasn't hers, her eyes said it all. They were still her eyes looking back. In attempts to put the upsetting reflection out of her head, she went to the closet to get dressed. She was in for another surprise when she got there. The entire closet was filled to the brim with clothes only Starfire would wear. The closet was an array of bright rainbow colors. The majority of the clothes were pink, but there were a few reds and light purples in there as well. There was no way to escape, so she eventually settled on a deep crimson sweater that was made of a really soft material. Strangely, she actually liked the sweater. It was really comfortable and it complimented her should length black hair nicely. 'Beast Boy would have liked this.' She thought to herself. She was beginning to feel extremely homesick. She missed Beast Boy, and she was secretly wondering if he cared that she was gone. After the disaster last night, she doubted it. Raven looked once more at her reflection, took a deep breath and left the pink room.
She was uneasy as she crept down the stairs, but she felt the only way to get out of this place and find Beast Boy was to play along. When she got to the bottom of the stairs she could hear several voices singing. She followed the sound down a small hallway. As she was following the sound, she paused once or twice to look at the pictures on the walls. They had several people she didn't recognize in them, but a few of them were pictures of herself, the woman claiming to be her mother, and a man. There were pictures of her at different ages too. 'This cannot be happening' she thought to herself again.
Dragging her gaze from the pictures, she continued to follow the singing voices. When she finally located the voices, she was surprised at what she found. She'd come upon a room that looked like it'd just come out of a TV Christmas special. In the corner, being circled by a toy train, was a Christmas tree covered in ornaments. Underneath the tree, there were dozens of presents. On the opposite wall, there was a fireplace burning a log. Hanging from the fireplace's mantle, there were 3 stockings. From where she stood she could clearly make out the names on the stockings. From left to right, the stockings said "Dad", "Mom", and "Raven". Upon seeing her own name on a stocking, her eyes got a little larger.
To the left of the fireplace there was a piano. Seated at the piano, there was the same man that had been in the picture of Raven and her "mother". The man at the piano was playing a slightly off key version of "Jingle Bells" for three people singing. One of the people singing was Raven's "mother", but Raven only recognized the other two people from the pictures. Standing to the left of her "mother" was a blonde woman in about her late 30's. Next to the blonde woman, was a man with salt and pepper hair that appeared to be in his mid 40's. No one had seemed to notice her arrival yet because the four adults were absorbed in their jovial singing.
The adults weren't the only people in the room. On the floor, a little blonde girl of about 9 was busy shaking the presents. There was one other minor in the room, and he was sitting off by himself on the other side of the room. He was a boy of about 16, and he had his fingers in his ears. It was obvious that he didn't have a very high opinion of the people's singing. Raven stood in the doorway, completely astonished. This was always the way she'd pictured a normal family, but it was weird to see people that were so normal. These people looked as if they could have easily come straight out of some 50's TV sitcom. They were so normal, it was abnormal.