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Chapter 2

The rest of the Titans started to panic immediately. Beast Boy placed Raven onto her bed while Cyborg brought Robin to his. Starfire ran to the telephone on the mirror display outside her room and called the front desk, demanding a doctor come to their suite as soon as possible. After ten minutes, a physician arrived and checked the two ailing teens.

"So tell me again, what did the girl do before she fainted?" questioned the doctor as he checked Raven's heartbeat.

"Dear friend Raven's face was growing white and she was clutching her stomach while leaning against the wall. She seemed very weak and she was shivering, and then...she fainted," answered Starfire, with worry in her voice.

"I see. And the boy?" The doctor had checked Robin earlier.

"Well, he was just pale and acting normal (if he ever is normal) and the next thing I know, he fell down next to me," replied Beast Boy. Cyborg glared at him as if to tell him this wasn't the time for any wise cracks.

"And tell me, did the two have a similar meal today?"

"Raven had that chicken meal on the plane, and I'm pretty sure Robin had the same thing," said the redhead.

Raven suddenly woke up and clutched her stomach painfully. "I feel terrible," she groaned.

Her friends quickly surrounded her with concerned looks and Starfire's eyes were shining with tears. "Oh dear Raven, you have awakened!" the alien girl spoke.

"Tell me," asked the doctor, "Do you feel nauseas and weak?"

Raven looked at the man clad in white uniform and guessed this was a doctor. "Yes." She seemed too tired to utter anything more.

"I have diagnosed this as food poisoning. The same goes for your other friend," concluded the doctor as he packed his things.

Starfire gasped because she had heard that poison leads to death, but that wasn't the case here fortunately. "This will clear up in a few days, as it seems to be minor. If the symptoms," the doctor handed Cyborg a piece of paper, "get any worse, feel free to contact a doctor right away. The remedies are listed on there too. Here are the ingredients," he handed Starfire a bag, "Good luck to your friends." And the doctor headed out the door after the chorus of thank-yous.

"Let's see here. The symptoms: nausea, vomiting, abdominal pain, fever after 24 hours, dizziness, fainting, weakness...wow, that sure doesn't sound pleasant to me," read Cyborg.

"What about the remedies? We should take action right away to get our friends better!" Starfire said looking through the bag with curiosity.

"Right," Cyborg continued reading, "Um, mint essence (3-4 drops in water every one hour), herbal tea of mint, raspberry, chamomile, and blackberry (well, Raven a bit of good news?), and drink one cup of ginger tea after meals to promote good digestion and for heartburn, nausea."

"So, this was caused by the 'chicken-of-the-plane', eh?" Beast Boy managed to crack another joke, causing his robotic friend's forehead vein to start pulsing.

"Beast Boy you—"Raven clamped her mouth shut and a run to the bathroom.

"Oh poor Raven. What will we do tomorrow with both of our friends so sick?" spoke the concerned Starfire.

"We could cancel the tours and stay with them," suggested Cyborg.

"But do they really need three other people to watch their every single move?" questioned the green teenager.

"And who will make them Sickness Pudding?" spoke Starfire, and causing Cyborg and Beast Boy to slightly cringe.

"There wasn't any irony in that, was there?" whispered the animal- shifter.

"Iron-y? I don't believe I put irons in my pudding..."

"Ugh, never mind."

"Well, we should discuss this in the morning. Raven needs her sleep," Cyborg grabbed Beast Boy and both headed towards their room to see if Robin had come to yet.

Starfire closed the door and started to unpack. She then pulled out Raven's soft PJ's.

Inside the bathroom, Raven was washing her face, letting the fresh water soothe her skin. "This is just great. On our vacation I just have to be sick." She picked up a towel and started to dry herself. "I wonder if Robin is alright...I mean, what? Erg, stupid chicken."

Starfire knocked on the door and came in, holding Raven's dark sapphire silk pajamas. "You should get to sleep right away. On my planet, when we are sick, we sleep for a long time and wake up to eat some Sickness Pudding."

Raven winced at the name. I wonder if it was deliberately named that for other reasons. "That's alright Star. I'll skip on the pudding." Starfire nodded and left the room and Raven got dressed. She felt so lightheaded and almost toppled headfirst into the Jacuzzi. Arriving out of the bathroom moments later, she collapsed onto the bed and huddled under the warm covers. After tossing and turning for about an hour, she fell into a light sleep.

Meanwhile, Robin was having a disorganized dream one has during sickness, in which everything appears to be chaos and daunting with no apparent reason. The pains in his stomach woke him with a start and he glanced around the room. The last thing he could remember was feeling terribly feeble, and a glimpse of churning walls. Now, Robin was in his darkened chamber, under the covers of his bed. To his right he could glimpse the shadow of a snoring Beast Boy, muttering about "Hawaiian chicks". He turned his head and saw Cyborg, dimly lit by his battery chargers. Paying more attention to his stomach pains, Robin sat up, and after a moment of dizziness, headed for the bathroom. "Wow," he thought, "What a way to start a perfect vacation in paradise."
Hmm, Robin has no idea...oh, the irony!

If things are going a bit slow, I'm sorry. Usually the beginning of stories is a bit sluggish. Please review and tell me how I'm doing. You may take a piece of candy on your way to the exit.

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