Elisa-Krane: Hey everyone! I hope you've enjoyed the story so far! I know
that this chapter is small compared to last one and isn't very eventful,
but it's kind of leading into the next chapter, which will be much more
exciting...But I hope you enjoy this one anyway...that is, after the long,
rambling disclaimer.
Disclaimer: If I DID own the Teen Titans, season 2 would have finished showing by now...or at least it would have premiered at the same time everywhere in the U.S. so that the poor people on the eastern side of the U.S., such as myself, aren't accidentally reading spoilers in fanfics that the authors assume everyone knows because THEY've already seen it... When truthfully, there's a bunch of people that don't know what's going to happen until they find out through some random spoiling fanfic...
A Heart Sought After
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Chapter 4- Clothes and Poems
I was glad to know that Wednesday morning would begin more calmly than yesterday morning did. We all had gathered in the main room and decided to have my leftover pancakes and the leftover Jell-O pudding from last night. All of us had made forgiveness pudding to forgive everyone for everything that happened yesterday, and because we all had made some, there was enough there to last us quite a while.
I had two pancakes with a small bowl of pudding on the side, as did everyone else until Starfire and Beast Boy decided to put the pudding in- between the two pancakes and eat it as if it were a sandwich. The end results were very messy, as both dripped pudding all over their clothes and plates. The rest of us merely stared at the two oddly during the ordeal, until they had finished their pancakes and licked off all of the pudding off of their plates.
Right now, those two were changing into clean outfits while the rest of us cleaned the table off and set all of the dishes in or nearby the sink. With that done, Robin went over and began reading today's newspaper, but not before showing Cyborg and I the picture on the front page of all of us at Skate Zone. Oh, why must I be reminded of that horrible experience once again? Although, it did remind me of something I wanted to do today. I would bring it up once the other two returned into the room.
"Aw look, Raven's smiling!" Cyborg taunted as he elbowed me in the side.
"Ow," I replied as I rubbed my side after the metallic arm's impact.
"Sorry, Rae," He replied sheepishly.
"Don't call me Rae," I chided back, not in the mood for silly little nicknames being thrown at my face.
"Sorry, Raven," He corrected.
"Better," I smirked, satisfied with his correction.
"I'm going to keep this picture," Robin stated, looking at us two, "It's rare when there's a picture with all of us smiling for the camera, let alone having all of us in it."
"Knock yourself out," I replied in my usual monotone voice as Beast Boy and Starfire entered the room with clean clothes on.
"Hello once again, friends! We have changed into cleaner apparel for us to wear!" Starfire exclaimed as she went over to us and spotted the picture, "Oh! How glorious! What a wonderful picture that was taken yesterday!"
"Yeah and look, Raven's smiling!" Cyborg grinned as Beast Boy ran over to see.
"You really should smile more often, Raven, it looks really pretty on you," Beast Boy commented as he looked back and forth between the picture and me.
"I'm not going for pretty, Beast Boy. I do not wish to purposely make myself look pretty like most girls do with makeup and tight-fitting, skimpy clothes. Makeup is merely a mask to cover up who you really look like, who you really are, by clogging up your pores with skin-colored creams."
I think I made everyone speechless for a moment before Beast Boy finally spoke up.
"Don't tell me that your leotard is not skimpy," He grinned.
"Although it is tight-fitting, it is not revealing anything. And plus, all superheroes wear spandex outfits. That's the way it's always been," I said, looking to all of us in our spandex outfits.
"Perhaps we should spend a day where we all wear normal clothing! It would be a delightful change from our normal outfits!" Starfire beamed, smiling at all of us, "It would be most fun!"
"We can do that tomorrow, Starfire, if you want," Robin smiled, "Tomorrow can be official superhero dress-down day!"
[Oh geez, look what I started again. Me and my big mouth,] I scolded myself within my mind. I shouldn't have said that last part about superheroes and spandex outfits. Now everyone's going to want to wear normal clothes for a day, and even worse, get ME involved in it.
"It will be so much fun!" She smiled, "I cannot wait to see what everyone will wear!"
"Well, I can't really wear anything different, Star," Cyborg commented, "'Cause, well, I can't really wear clothes."
She looked to our half-human, half-robot friend with a slightly confused expression on her face, and then suddenly understood.
"I am sorry, Cyborg, I wish you could join us," Starfire said apologetically.
"It's ok, don't worry about it," Cyborg smiled, "I still get to enjoy watching all of you guys with regular clothes on."
"Yeah! It'll be so cool to see us trying to look all normal and stuff!" Beast Boy exclaimed, a wide grin on his face, "Especially you, Raven," He whispered under his breath to me.
"Don't you start," I warned him, "I don't want what happened yesterday to happen again."
He nodded. Apparently he didn't want yesterday's events to occur again either, but he had a hard time turning down his obsession for me to prevent their reappearance.
"Okay," He replied, "But we never got to skate...we never got to teach you and to know you better."
This was the perfect time to mention my idea I had for something we could do today.
"I have a better idea," I stated, looking to Robin and Beast Boy.
"What is it?" Beast Boy asked.
"It's a surprise...it will help me get to know you two better, and vice versa, without my powers threatening to blow things up."
"Where do you want to take us? What do we have to do?" Beast Boy asked again, the look on his face growing more impatient.
"I will take you two with me tonight. And all I want each of you to do is write a poem. It doesn't matter what it's about, as long as it's a poem. I want to see what you can come up with," I explained. This plan was great. I would take them with me tonight to my favorite café that had poetry readings on Wednesday nights and see what each of them can express in a poem. I will also write a poem which I will bring with me tonight as well and read there, and then they can get to know me better through the poem. This way, I won't be blowing all sorts of things up every which way I go.
"A POEM!?!? You want me to write a POEM, of all things!?!?!?" Beast Boy exclaimed as if he were dying a slow, painful death.
"Don't even think about complaining, Beast Boy. That goes for you too, Robin. Your whining is not going to make me change my mind. Just write some kind of poem for tonight. It's not that big of a deal," I retorted, crossing my arms at the green boy.
"Can I write a poem?" Starfire asked timidly.
"You can if you want to, but I'm only taking these two with me tonight, since things didn't turn out very well yesterday," I replied.
"Oh, glorious! I shall begin working on it right away!" And with that, Starfire flew off to her room.
"I suggest you two work on yours as well," I said to Beast Boy and Robin.
"Okay," Robin said uneasily. I guess he's not used to taking orders from people around here since he's the leader.
"But-"
"No buts, Beast Boy," I interrupted.
"FINE. I'm GOING," He stormed off to his room with Robin not far behind him.
"Wow, Raven. I didn't know you had that much control over those two," Cyborg commented after the two boys left.
"That's about the only thing I seem to have control of," I muttered as I left the main room, cloak billowing behind me, as I made my way to the roof for some peaceful meditating.
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"Alright, you want yer stupid poem, Raven, I'll GIVE you yer stupid poem!!!" Beast Boy fumed as he paced about his messy room, "Geez, who does she think she IS, anyway? ROBIN? She isn't the boss of ME!" He looked around for paper and a pencil as he calmed for a moment, "But...If I want to beat Robin...if I want to make her happy...then I guess I'll have to write, no matter how much I don't want to..."
He found a pencil and stuck it behind one of his pointy green ears as he continued his search for paper.
"And I REALLY don't want to..."
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"Hmm...what to write...and how to begin..." Robin sat as his desk, tapping a pencil continuously as he stared at the blank piece of paper before him.
"How DOES one go about writing a poem to please someone like Raven? How does one go about writing one in GENERAL? Do poems just come naturally to people, or do people spend hours upon hours trying to write the perfect poem?" He pondered out loud; the only other sound accompanying his voice was the tapping of the pencil.
"Perhaps I should write a poem about something Raven likes, or just about her in general..." Robin thought and then suddenly stopped tapping his pencil, an idea forming in his mind.
"OR...what if I did a little bit of BOTH?"
And with this, he began writing, his creative juices now activated.
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I hope you enjoyed Chapter 4! As I have said before, if you want to review and tell me your opinions, you can, but I will not force you to.
Disclaimer: If I DID own the Teen Titans, season 2 would have finished showing by now...or at least it would have premiered at the same time everywhere in the U.S. so that the poor people on the eastern side of the U.S., such as myself, aren't accidentally reading spoilers in fanfics that the authors assume everyone knows because THEY've already seen it... When truthfully, there's a bunch of people that don't know what's going to happen until they find out through some random spoiling fanfic...
A Heart Sought After
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Chapter 4- Clothes and Poems
I was glad to know that Wednesday morning would begin more calmly than yesterday morning did. We all had gathered in the main room and decided to have my leftover pancakes and the leftover Jell-O pudding from last night. All of us had made forgiveness pudding to forgive everyone for everything that happened yesterday, and because we all had made some, there was enough there to last us quite a while.
I had two pancakes with a small bowl of pudding on the side, as did everyone else until Starfire and Beast Boy decided to put the pudding in- between the two pancakes and eat it as if it were a sandwich. The end results were very messy, as both dripped pudding all over their clothes and plates. The rest of us merely stared at the two oddly during the ordeal, until they had finished their pancakes and licked off all of the pudding off of their plates.
Right now, those two were changing into clean outfits while the rest of us cleaned the table off and set all of the dishes in or nearby the sink. With that done, Robin went over and began reading today's newspaper, but not before showing Cyborg and I the picture on the front page of all of us at Skate Zone. Oh, why must I be reminded of that horrible experience once again? Although, it did remind me of something I wanted to do today. I would bring it up once the other two returned into the room.
"Aw look, Raven's smiling!" Cyborg taunted as he elbowed me in the side.
"Ow," I replied as I rubbed my side after the metallic arm's impact.
"Sorry, Rae," He replied sheepishly.
"Don't call me Rae," I chided back, not in the mood for silly little nicknames being thrown at my face.
"Sorry, Raven," He corrected.
"Better," I smirked, satisfied with his correction.
"I'm going to keep this picture," Robin stated, looking at us two, "It's rare when there's a picture with all of us smiling for the camera, let alone having all of us in it."
"Knock yourself out," I replied in my usual monotone voice as Beast Boy and Starfire entered the room with clean clothes on.
"Hello once again, friends! We have changed into cleaner apparel for us to wear!" Starfire exclaimed as she went over to us and spotted the picture, "Oh! How glorious! What a wonderful picture that was taken yesterday!"
"Yeah and look, Raven's smiling!" Cyborg grinned as Beast Boy ran over to see.
"You really should smile more often, Raven, it looks really pretty on you," Beast Boy commented as he looked back and forth between the picture and me.
"I'm not going for pretty, Beast Boy. I do not wish to purposely make myself look pretty like most girls do with makeup and tight-fitting, skimpy clothes. Makeup is merely a mask to cover up who you really look like, who you really are, by clogging up your pores with skin-colored creams."
I think I made everyone speechless for a moment before Beast Boy finally spoke up.
"Don't tell me that your leotard is not skimpy," He grinned.
"Although it is tight-fitting, it is not revealing anything. And plus, all superheroes wear spandex outfits. That's the way it's always been," I said, looking to all of us in our spandex outfits.
"Perhaps we should spend a day where we all wear normal clothing! It would be a delightful change from our normal outfits!" Starfire beamed, smiling at all of us, "It would be most fun!"
"We can do that tomorrow, Starfire, if you want," Robin smiled, "Tomorrow can be official superhero dress-down day!"
[Oh geez, look what I started again. Me and my big mouth,] I scolded myself within my mind. I shouldn't have said that last part about superheroes and spandex outfits. Now everyone's going to want to wear normal clothes for a day, and even worse, get ME involved in it.
"It will be so much fun!" She smiled, "I cannot wait to see what everyone will wear!"
"Well, I can't really wear anything different, Star," Cyborg commented, "'Cause, well, I can't really wear clothes."
She looked to our half-human, half-robot friend with a slightly confused expression on her face, and then suddenly understood.
"I am sorry, Cyborg, I wish you could join us," Starfire said apologetically.
"It's ok, don't worry about it," Cyborg smiled, "I still get to enjoy watching all of you guys with regular clothes on."
"Yeah! It'll be so cool to see us trying to look all normal and stuff!" Beast Boy exclaimed, a wide grin on his face, "Especially you, Raven," He whispered under his breath to me.
"Don't you start," I warned him, "I don't want what happened yesterday to happen again."
He nodded. Apparently he didn't want yesterday's events to occur again either, but he had a hard time turning down his obsession for me to prevent their reappearance.
"Okay," He replied, "But we never got to skate...we never got to teach you and to know you better."
This was the perfect time to mention my idea I had for something we could do today.
"I have a better idea," I stated, looking to Robin and Beast Boy.
"What is it?" Beast Boy asked.
"It's a surprise...it will help me get to know you two better, and vice versa, without my powers threatening to blow things up."
"Where do you want to take us? What do we have to do?" Beast Boy asked again, the look on his face growing more impatient.
"I will take you two with me tonight. And all I want each of you to do is write a poem. It doesn't matter what it's about, as long as it's a poem. I want to see what you can come up with," I explained. This plan was great. I would take them with me tonight to my favorite café that had poetry readings on Wednesday nights and see what each of them can express in a poem. I will also write a poem which I will bring with me tonight as well and read there, and then they can get to know me better through the poem. This way, I won't be blowing all sorts of things up every which way I go.
"A POEM!?!? You want me to write a POEM, of all things!?!?!?" Beast Boy exclaimed as if he were dying a slow, painful death.
"Don't even think about complaining, Beast Boy. That goes for you too, Robin. Your whining is not going to make me change my mind. Just write some kind of poem for tonight. It's not that big of a deal," I retorted, crossing my arms at the green boy.
"Can I write a poem?" Starfire asked timidly.
"You can if you want to, but I'm only taking these two with me tonight, since things didn't turn out very well yesterday," I replied.
"Oh, glorious! I shall begin working on it right away!" And with that, Starfire flew off to her room.
"I suggest you two work on yours as well," I said to Beast Boy and Robin.
"Okay," Robin said uneasily. I guess he's not used to taking orders from people around here since he's the leader.
"But-"
"No buts, Beast Boy," I interrupted.
"FINE. I'm GOING," He stormed off to his room with Robin not far behind him.
"Wow, Raven. I didn't know you had that much control over those two," Cyborg commented after the two boys left.
"That's about the only thing I seem to have control of," I muttered as I left the main room, cloak billowing behind me, as I made my way to the roof for some peaceful meditating.
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"Alright, you want yer stupid poem, Raven, I'll GIVE you yer stupid poem!!!" Beast Boy fumed as he paced about his messy room, "Geez, who does she think she IS, anyway? ROBIN? She isn't the boss of ME!" He looked around for paper and a pencil as he calmed for a moment, "But...If I want to beat Robin...if I want to make her happy...then I guess I'll have to write, no matter how much I don't want to..."
He found a pencil and stuck it behind one of his pointy green ears as he continued his search for paper.
"And I REALLY don't want to..."
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"Hmm...what to write...and how to begin..." Robin sat as his desk, tapping a pencil continuously as he stared at the blank piece of paper before him.
"How DOES one go about writing a poem to please someone like Raven? How does one go about writing one in GENERAL? Do poems just come naturally to people, or do people spend hours upon hours trying to write the perfect poem?" He pondered out loud; the only other sound accompanying his voice was the tapping of the pencil.
"Perhaps I should write a poem about something Raven likes, or just about her in general..." Robin thought and then suddenly stopped tapping his pencil, an idea forming in his mind.
"OR...what if I did a little bit of BOTH?"
And with this, he began writing, his creative juices now activated.
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I hope you enjoyed Chapter 4! As I have said before, if you want to review and tell me your opinions, you can, but I will not force you to.