A Normal Life
Author's note: So what do you think is going on? Was she kidnapped by an abnormally normal family? Is she dreaming? Is she living in an alternate reality? Is she just going nuts? Where is Beast Boy? What happened to her face? Why were those people so normal it was creepy? When will these questions end?!...I hope I haven't annoyed you too much with all these unanswered questions, but I promise, the answers will come, but for now, please enjoy the next chapter.
Disclaimer: I own nothing! There, I said it, now get off my back.
Chapter 5 – "Pretty Packages"
"Raven! You're finally here! We can start opening presents now!" her "mother" said, jarring Raven out of her disbelief.
"Raven! Raven! Raven! You're here! Open this one! Open this one! It's from me!!" The little girl that was sitting on the floor said as she jumped up and handed Raven a box.
"Um...sure." Raven said as she took the package from the little girl. She still wasn't entirely sure what was going on. Why were her kidnappers giving her presents? Why would a family kidnap her anyway? Why had her face looked so different? Why was it so easy to control her emotions? Where was Beast Boy? The questions were piling on top of each other and Raven was surprised at the fact that she did feel rushed for answers. For some reason, she didn't feel like she needed to know the answers. At the moment, she was just sort of wanted to enjoy being with a normal family. There was still something tugging at her brain though. She couldn't completely enjoy herself. She was secretly afraid that something had happened to Beast Boy. She was really wishing that he were here to enjoy this with her.
"Open it! Open it!" the little girl pleaded as Raven began to open the poorly wrapped parcel. It was apparent that the girl had wrapped it herself. Raven had finally gotten all the paper off and had opened the box. She reached her hand into the ocean of tissue paper, and pulled out the gift. It was a little stuffed animal in the shape of a raven.
"Do you like it?" The little blonde girl asked. Raven could feel herself choke up a bit. No one had ever thought of buying her something before, and it was clear that the little girl had given the gift some thought. "I love it," Raven choked out. She had an overwhelming urge to hug the little girl, but her instincts told her that something would probably blow up. Suddenly, as if the little girl read her mind, she hugged Raven around her neck. After what seemed like years, the woman that had been singing with her "mother" spoke up. "All right Becky, it's your turn."
The small girl let go of Raven and ran to the Christmas tree. She picked up a rather large present wrapped in green paper. "Becky" held up the present like a trophy and said, "This one is from aunt Arella and Uncle Troy! I'm going to open this one first!"
'Arella?! That's my real mother's name!' Raven thought as she looked at the woman that was pretending to be her mother. The more she looked at the woman, the more the woman resembled her actual mother. There were still differences though, her real mother had always looked much more tired than this woman. In Raven's head she'd always imagined that her mother would have probably looked a lot like this woman, had her mother not been constantly afraid of Trigon. In her mind she'd often wondered what it would have been like if her family would have been normal. Raven smiled as she thought 'It would have been just like this.'
Meanwhile, Becky had ripped all the paper off of the colorfully wrapped present, to reveal a plastic dollhouse. The little girl squealed in joy. She ran to Raven's "parents" and hugged them both. "Thank you so much!! I love it! Daddy, will you put it together for me now!?" the little girl said. The man with the salt and pepper hair smiled and nodded, apparently pleased that his child was happy. As the little girl and the man began putting the dollhouse together, Raven's "mother" turned to the boy sitting across the room and said, "Brian, why don't you open a present?" Without a word, the boy got out of his chair, and pick up a very small present from underneath the tree. He opened the present quickly and pulled out a guitar pick, and piece of paper. He quickly read through the note and dashed out of the room. Raven was entirely confused. She was fairly new to the concept of gift receiving, but she was pretty sure that you were supposed to thank the person that gave you the present before you left the room. Suddenly, the boy returned carrying a green electric guitar. The boy promptly went to the blonde woman and kissed her on the cheek and said, "Thanks, Mom." Brian went back to his original seat, and began fiddling with his guitar. Raven's "mother" leaned over to the blonde woman and asked, "Angie, where did you find that guitar? Its gorgeous!"
"Thanks. You wouldn't believe how long it took me to find it. I had to check 16 different shops, and I'd almost giving up hope, but then I found this cute little music shop that had just opened up on Main Street. The people in there were so helpful." The woman said. She continued on, but Raven had stopped listening. This was a real family. These were people that cared about each other. This was everything she'd been looking for, everything except, that she didn't have Beast Boy. Now that her emotions seemed under control, she wanted to share this with him more than ever. The cycle of opening presents continued. Raven had several more presents that she got to open, though none were as touching as the toy raven. For the most part they were cutesy t-shirts, and skirts, that would match anything in her closet. Raven pretended to enjoy these things, but only for the sake of the people's feelings. She was beginning to wonder if these people had really kidnapped her at all. She was beginning to wonder what really was going on.
Author's note: So what do you think is going on? Was she kidnapped by an abnormally normal family? Is she dreaming? Is she living in an alternate reality? Is she just going nuts? Where is Beast Boy? What happened to her face? Why were those people so normal it was creepy? When will these questions end?!...I hope I haven't annoyed you too much with all these unanswered questions, but I promise, the answers will come, but for now, please enjoy the next chapter.
Disclaimer: I own nothing! There, I said it, now get off my back.
Chapter 5 – "Pretty Packages"
"Raven! You're finally here! We can start opening presents now!" her "mother" said, jarring Raven out of her disbelief.
"Raven! Raven! Raven! You're here! Open this one! Open this one! It's from me!!" The little girl that was sitting on the floor said as she jumped up and handed Raven a box.
"Um...sure." Raven said as she took the package from the little girl. She still wasn't entirely sure what was going on. Why were her kidnappers giving her presents? Why would a family kidnap her anyway? Why had her face looked so different? Why was it so easy to control her emotions? Where was Beast Boy? The questions were piling on top of each other and Raven was surprised at the fact that she did feel rushed for answers. For some reason, she didn't feel like she needed to know the answers. At the moment, she was just sort of wanted to enjoy being with a normal family. There was still something tugging at her brain though. She couldn't completely enjoy herself. She was secretly afraid that something had happened to Beast Boy. She was really wishing that he were here to enjoy this with her.
"Open it! Open it!" the little girl pleaded as Raven began to open the poorly wrapped parcel. It was apparent that the girl had wrapped it herself. Raven had finally gotten all the paper off and had opened the box. She reached her hand into the ocean of tissue paper, and pulled out the gift. It was a little stuffed animal in the shape of a raven.
"Do you like it?" The little blonde girl asked. Raven could feel herself choke up a bit. No one had ever thought of buying her something before, and it was clear that the little girl had given the gift some thought. "I love it," Raven choked out. She had an overwhelming urge to hug the little girl, but her instincts told her that something would probably blow up. Suddenly, as if the little girl read her mind, she hugged Raven around her neck. After what seemed like years, the woman that had been singing with her "mother" spoke up. "All right Becky, it's your turn."
The small girl let go of Raven and ran to the Christmas tree. She picked up a rather large present wrapped in green paper. "Becky" held up the present like a trophy and said, "This one is from aunt Arella and Uncle Troy! I'm going to open this one first!"
'Arella?! That's my real mother's name!' Raven thought as she looked at the woman that was pretending to be her mother. The more she looked at the woman, the more the woman resembled her actual mother. There were still differences though, her real mother had always looked much more tired than this woman. In Raven's head she'd always imagined that her mother would have probably looked a lot like this woman, had her mother not been constantly afraid of Trigon. In her mind she'd often wondered what it would have been like if her family would have been normal. Raven smiled as she thought 'It would have been just like this.'
Meanwhile, Becky had ripped all the paper off of the colorfully wrapped present, to reveal a plastic dollhouse. The little girl squealed in joy. She ran to Raven's "parents" and hugged them both. "Thank you so much!! I love it! Daddy, will you put it together for me now!?" the little girl said. The man with the salt and pepper hair smiled and nodded, apparently pleased that his child was happy. As the little girl and the man began putting the dollhouse together, Raven's "mother" turned to the boy sitting across the room and said, "Brian, why don't you open a present?" Without a word, the boy got out of his chair, and pick up a very small present from underneath the tree. He opened the present quickly and pulled out a guitar pick, and piece of paper. He quickly read through the note and dashed out of the room. Raven was entirely confused. She was fairly new to the concept of gift receiving, but she was pretty sure that you were supposed to thank the person that gave you the present before you left the room. Suddenly, the boy returned carrying a green electric guitar. The boy promptly went to the blonde woman and kissed her on the cheek and said, "Thanks, Mom." Brian went back to his original seat, and began fiddling with his guitar. Raven's "mother" leaned over to the blonde woman and asked, "Angie, where did you find that guitar? Its gorgeous!"
"Thanks. You wouldn't believe how long it took me to find it. I had to check 16 different shops, and I'd almost giving up hope, but then I found this cute little music shop that had just opened up on Main Street. The people in there were so helpful." The woman said. She continued on, but Raven had stopped listening. This was a real family. These were people that cared about each other. This was everything she'd been looking for, everything except, that she didn't have Beast Boy. Now that her emotions seemed under control, she wanted to share this with him more than ever. The cycle of opening presents continued. Raven had several more presents that she got to open, though none were as touching as the toy raven. For the most part they were cutesy t-shirts, and skirts, that would match anything in her closet. Raven pretended to enjoy these things, but only for the sake of the people's feelings. She was beginning to wonder if these people had really kidnapped her at all. She was beginning to wonder what really was going on.