I was late. So very very late. Robins going to kill me, I thought as I landed on the pavement right outside of Millin Jr. High school, that's all there is to it. He'll slit my throat and leave me in a ditch to die.
And it's not even my fault!! It's that damn laundry matt! Not even Starfire homemade "boorkal" remedy could take out the blood stains on my white uniform, which Cut had so graciously given me before messing around in my noggin. So I though, hey, maybe Lucy's Launders could sell me some kind of blood stain taker outer. It's weird. All this technology stuff and no one bothered to update laundry mats. There exactly the same. How crazy is that?
Well anyway, I had gotten there and all the clothes were spinning round and round on the other side of the small clear window on the door of the washing machine. So I stopped to gaze at it for a moment.
All the pretty colors spinning around... and around.... And around.... Then, next thing I know
"Holy cow! One o'clock?!?!"
So here I was, halve an hour late to our new community service program. The Titans have the very special opportunity to go around to Jr. High schools and lecturing kids on why drugs are bad! But... I guess I could see a point to it. If the biggest celebrity known to your generation got in your face and told you to do something, I'm pretty sure you'd be inclined listen.
So we were split up into pairs, Beastboy and Raven, Starfire and Cyborg, and I was privileged to be paired up with the ever so serine and vivacious Robin. Lord help me. So, between us, we split up the entire seventh grade class. Unfortunately for us, this particular activity is so boring we want to kill ourselves. I would rather sew curtains with Starfire.
I burst through the quadruple doors that made up the entrance of this particular Jr. High. The walls were all striped with red and gold, the school colors. What was there mascot again? Some sort of moose. I looked at the options in front of me; there were three halls, all branching off in different directions. Right so which one leads to room... I checked the slip of paper. Room seventeen.
Of course, I could just go and ask the office on my right, but where's the fun in that? I randomly selected the hall farthest to my left, and started walking down it, glancing briefly at the schools somewhat empty trophy case. I stopped at the first door in that hall. Room thirty four? Well it's not this hall.
I paused for a moment, peeking inside the room curiously. Inside, a middle aged male teacher was droning about the Civil War, almost in tune to the scratching of the pencils on smooth paper. My heart drooped slightly, remembering being in school myself. Then I noticed in amusement, two girls not paying attention to the teacher at all. They were instead making faces at each other and tossing notes from across the room. Just like Jessi and me-
"Tabitha! Amanda!!" The male teacher snapped, looking up from the textbook from which he had been reading to the class, "Detention for the both of you! I am sick and tired of you two screwing around in my class! And don't even think about showing up late again!"
The two girls looked at him in mild interest, then burst out laughing, which made him angrier. Wow! The vein on his forehead looks like its going to pop with anger!
Jessi and I used to be late to detentions all the time! Well, when we bothered showing up. Late? Late!! I'm late!!
I dashed away from the room, back to the entrance of the school. This time, I ventured down the hall farthest to my right, and sure enough, the first room was numbered with a one. I jogged down the hall, counting the numbers go up on the right side of the hall.
One...Two...three...Four...he's going to kill me...Five... Six...or worse than death, the guilt trip...Seven...Eight...Nine.... Stupid laundry matt it's all your fault!!...Ten... Eleven...Twelve... Twelve? I was at the end of the hall... and it stopped at Twelve.
"What the..." Then I could have kicked myself. Duh!!! The numbers continue going up down and back the hall! Room seventeen was almost where you started! Such a blond moment. I was going to continue to my destination when I was distracted again.
"And so... drugs are really... bad," I heard Beastboys voice looming from room thirteen, "Just be yourself... because that's...um.. What's really....cool."
I smiled as I peeked in the open door at him. He was standing at the front of the class, uncomfortable shuffling his note card, and throwing pleading looks for help to Raven, who was sitting in a swiveled chair in the corner and obviously had no intention of helping. She was far too busily glaring daggers at any boy or girl who dared gawk at her. Poor little green. I stuck my head in the class room.
"Beastboy? Pist!! BB! It's me!!" I pretended to whisper, knowing that everyone in the room heard. They all turned around to look at me, some smiling, some...not so smiley. Beastboy looked up to me and grinned.
"Naomi? Where the hell have you been? Robins gone psychotic! Well, more than usual. He's pissed off his ass!" Now the entire class was listening two Beastboys and my conversation that we were "whispering" to each other.
"BB!" I exclaimed, pretending to be shocked, "this is a learning facility! Profanity and any other forms of offensive language are inappropriate for school use!!" He laughed,
"Sorry, the last thing in the world I'd want to do is deflect Gothoms youths educational experience with vulgarity."
"Yeah... that's what I thought. Buh bye Mr. Teacher Beastboy. Bye less enthused Teacher Raven." Raven looked up at me and showed her boundless affection for me by telekinetically hurling very sharp and pointy scissors right at my eye. I ducked of course, therefore lodging the siccors into the wall behind me and not my skull. I waved goodbye to them and jogged down the hall once more, this time looking on the right side of the hall.
Thirteen... Fourteen...Fifteen...Sixteen...and....Seventeen! I made it! With no injuries! I paused for a moment outside the door, just to see how Robin was doing on his own.
"I am so sorry," He apologized from inside the class, "I guess for some of us it is just to complicate to show up on time." Damn. Robin is not a happy camper. I better make it look like I had been hurrying. I backed up away from the doorway, and then burst in dramatically.
"Sorry!" I exclaimed, panting as if I had been running, "I was hypnotized by the spin cycle at the laundry matt!!" The whole class burst out laughing. I stopping my pretend panting and was genuinely confused. It wasn't that funny....
"The laundry matt?" Robin asked in a dangerous voice," You're forty five minutes late because...you were watching the cloths spin at the laundry matt?!?!" Oh....maybe I should have made up a better excuse.
"Yeah.... Well... I think there's something suspicious going on there!" I said seriously, trying to make the laundry mat sound someway life threatening, therefore making me late. Robin was silent. I couldn't tell if he was amused or mad.
I wish I could see his eyes so I could read his emotions!! You can force a smile, or a frown, but eyes never lie. Never. Maybe that's why he wears that mask.
"Naomi, just get over here," He smiled. Oh good, he's amused. I pushed my way through the rows of desks, each little face I looking up at me, wide eyed and eager. I widened my eyes as wide as I could, staring back at them looking slightly insane. I stepped up beside Robin, and smiled sheepishly.
"Right so as I was saying. Don't do drugs. It's seriously not worth it. Thank you." The class erupted into applause as I looked around confusedly.
"Its over?" I asked stupidly.
"Yes, Naomi. Its over. If you had come forty five minutes ago...." He left it hanging.
"Don't do drugs!!" I called out desperately, feeling that I needed to at least contribute something to this lecture. Robin shook his head.
"You're hopeless."
"No, I'm Naomi, remember?"
"Same thing." I pretended to be offended and bonked him over the head with the back of my hand.
"Naomi? Naomi!" I turned around to the class who were already out of there seats, chatting amongst themselves, but one girl with brown hair was waving her hand frantically. I assume she had a question.
"Yes?" I asked the petit girl.
"Well, I was wondering," she licked her lips nervously, "How do you become a titan?" A stir rippled through the class, obviously this was a much talked about subject. I thought for a minute.
"Well, I think if you're gifted with special powers... we just kind of recruit you." I glanced to Robin who nodded his head approvingly.
"How do you know if you got powers?" asked a sandy haired boy with an annoyingly turned up nose.
"Well, super powers tend to manifest within you until you hit puberty. Many people think it's because that you body is making so many physical and hormonal changes; it just kind of gets drawn out. But... I have a different theory." I glanced to Robin, who actually looked somewhat interested about my theory of the manifestation of powers,
"I think it's because when you're a teenager, your hormones magnify your emotions to tremendous levels. Each feeling is so strong at this age, that anything is the end of the world. Or the best thing that ever happened to you. You know? Powers are so heavily driven by emotion, and when you're a teen, you lose control of your emotions, your powers come out as an emotional reaction to what you're feeling."
"I wish I had powers," The sandy haired boy whispered to his friend sitting next to him, who nodded in agreement. Such foolish children, I thought, smiling slightly, so caught up in the longing for an exciting life that they don't even realize what they have. Things they'll long for once there gone.
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"Finally!" Cyborg groaned as we all met up outside the school after lecturing all day. I must say, after playing teacher for a day, I feel the smallest twinge of guilt at how much hell I gave my teachers back in the day.
Just a little, and.... Guilts gone!
We all began comparing the things that happened during our lectures.
"One child asked me if we had "human zoos" on my home planet." Star said wide-eyed. Well did they?
"That's nothing! Some stupid little kid asked me about my wet dreams!!" Beastboy exclaimed, looking traumatized, "No joke! I was all, 'don't do drugs, do life'. Then he raises his hand and asked...never mind, I won't say. But trust me, it was bad."
"Wet dream?" Star asked, looking lost, "I was under the impression that "dream" was the human word for the state during an unconscious state where the mind becomes temporarily disorientated, creating illusions in ones brain."
I stared at her. "Yeah... that too."
"So how is something that is purely mental be considered to be wet?" She asked, getting slightly frustrated with herself for not being able to understand.
"Have Robin explain it to you." Raven said in her monotone voice. That's perfect! Good job Raven! I smiled,
"I'm rubbing off on you Raven! Admit it!" She rolled her eyes,
"Yes, although it is slightly terrifying." I can live with that.
"Are you avoiding answering my ponderment?" Asked Starfire to Robin, who was clearly trying to think up any excuse under the sun not to have to explain wet dreams to Star. But most unfortunately, we were interrupted.
"Go on Roni!"
"Yeah, shes not going to bite your head off!"
I turned to see three girls from the Jr. High, approaching us cautiously. What are we? Wild animals? Know to attack at the drop of a hat?
"Greetings!" Starfire said perkily, seeming to have forgotten about her ponderment, Robin couldn't even try to hide his relief.
"Hi," they all chorused back. I recognized one of the girls as the brunette from the lecture I was late for. She was being pushed along by her friends to come over to us. Her friends pushed her up to me. She smiled shyly at me and fidgeted.
"My god Roni!" one of her friends cried out in frustration, rolling her green eyes dramatically.
"This is Roni," She informed me, "You're her favorite Titan. She thinks you the funniest." Me? Funny? I was flattered.
"Oh why thank you," I said, pretending to blush. I looked at the girl closer. She had the sweetest face I had ever seen, so pure and innocent. Her eyes were bright brown eyes looked away from me, a little shyly and she tucked a piece of her woody brown hair behind her ear. She had a similar hair cut to Ravens, but not as drastic. Like she had had it at one point and was now growing it out.
She was wearing stylish blue jeans and a pink tank top. I smiled again at her, and she returned a small grin. Her friend tapped her foot impatiently, then seemed to have had it with her friend's shyness and punched her in the arm.
"Oh!" Roni seemed to have remembered what she came here for, "Yeah, um, Naomi? I was wondering...May I take your picture? It's for a web site project for my computer class." Is that all?
"Sure, we can be in it together." Her face lit up, she honesty had the expression on her face one would have after winning a trillion dollars
"Really? Thank you! Thank you, thank you!" She handed the digital camera she had been wearing around her neck to her friend, so she could take your picture. She walked up to my side; a little stiff legged, trying to hard not to look stupid. I laughed and hugged her for a pose for the camera.
"Try to get Naomi's good side!!" Beastboy called out, "It would certainly be a side we haven't seen before!" I rolled my eyes as he laughed hysterically.
"Dose anyone notice that Beastboy laughs at all his own jokes?" Asked Raven to no one in particular.
"Someone's got to," I responded smartly. Beastboy yelled out in mock pain, clenching his heart.
"Your words wound me like a thought spears in my chest." He said seriously.
"Shut up!" Roni's friend commanded to the elf, "I'm trying to take a picture here!"
"Cheese!"
Click.
"Cheese?" Star pondered aloud to herself dreamily, "processed milk?" Poor Star. Shes not having a good day with understanding things.
"Let me see the picture!" I demanded very politely as I reached for the camera. I looked at the back screen and looked at the image taken. Sure enough I was one the small screen hugging a very overwhelmed looking Roni. It was a good picture, even though I had to bend down slightly to hug her, it was cute. She thanked me over and over.
"Sure, no problem-o. So, a web site huh? About the titans?"
"No, just you." I smiled. Don't get me wrong, I love my friends, but it was kind of nice to have some "all you" attention.
"Roni always does school projects on Naomi." One of her friends said absentmindedly,
"No matter what it is, she even managed to mention you in our vocab exercise. It was all- Write a sentence showing a clear subject, noun and verb, and she wrote: 'Naomi is the coolest person.' Seriously."
I smiled, this girl... she reminded me of my little sister. My little sister used to idolize me. No matter what I did, she thought it was brilliant. She'd follow me around, watching my every move so she could copy it when my back was turned. It used to annoy me, but I miss it now. I miss her.
I miss my baby sister so much.
I wonder if she grew up to be an entirely different person with out me as a role model. I looked to the small girl in front of me.
"Hey Roni? Want more picts for your site?"
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"Oh! That's a good one!" I pointed the screen on the camera. It was me, my foot inches away from connecting with Mammoths jaw.
"Ok, save it!" Roni pressed the save button on the camera, then pressed next image. The new picture flicked onto the screen.
"Ohhh, that's good to! I had no idea I was so photogenic when knocking out teeth!!" It was me again, a shot form behind, giving a spinning kick to my very good friend Jinxs face.
"Yeah, save it." She saved it then pressed next.
"Oh! Panty shot!!" I quickly covered the screen with my hand, "Delete it!"
"Are you crazy!?!" Beastboy roared, taking a great leap over the back of the red sofa to where Roni and I were sitting.
"Don't delete it!! Give it to me!!!"
"No!!" I cried, clutching the camera to my chest as Beastboy tried to grab it.
"Come on!!" He wailed, trying to pry the camera out of my grasp while Roni laughed.
"Why do you want it anyway?" I asked, struggling to talk from the effort of holding Beastboy back, "For blackmail?"
"Well, that's halve of it," he replied grinning coyly.
"You perv."
"You can have a boxer shot of me!!" I decided not to answer that one. I used my foot to slowly pry him far enough for me to press the delete button.
"Aw man!" He wined as I grinned in victory.
"Sorry Charlie. Go buy yourself a porno."
"A porno.... There's an idea!" he joked as he left the living room for the elevator. I shook my head laughing as I handed the camera back to Roni.
"You two are going out, right?"
"Yeah, unfortunately."
"Hey! I heard that!! These elf ears aren't just for sexiness purposes you know!!" I laughed again, feeling that my stomach would burst from all this laughing.
"Sooo," I said, breathing out the last bit of laughter, and turning my attention back to Roni, "Do you need more pictures? You didn't get very many." This was a lie. I think I might be forever blind by that camera flash. But when we went through the inventory, most of the pictures made me look psychotic, or possessed by the devil. So they got deleted
"Yeah..." She said slowly," Yeah... I do. I'll come back tomorrow, okay? For more pictures?"
"Sure, you need a ride home?"
"No, I'll take the bus. Thank you."
"Sure."
"Wow," I exclaimed as I walked into the kitchen where everyone was setting the table for dinner, "I've got a paparazzi, and this time it's in the form of a little girl, not a blood thirsty reporter. It's a nice change."
"You know Naomi?" Robin said as he placed cups of soda on the table, knowing exactly who wanted what type of soda, "You're really doing a nice thing for this little girl."
"Yeah," Beastboy chimed in, "And I suppose its not so bad to be worshiped like a goddesses either, Naomi?" I smiled,
"Yeah, but that's not why I'm doing it." I started placing napkins on the table as Robin left the room, accidentally giving five to raven. "Shes a really sweet kid. Eager, but sweet. She reminds me of my little sister I suppose. And also, you know how important it is to have a role model at that age. Kids that are just starting to enter the world of teen years need to find out what kind of person they want to be, and the most natural thing is to copy someone older."
"Yeah..." Beastboy said dreamily, "I had a role model when I was ten."
"Who, dare I ask?"
"Crispy Pete." I started making gagging noises.
"Don't gag at me! He was!"
For all you out there who have the blessed with the privilege of not know who Crispy Pete is, he's this futuristic comedian that is so lame you want to hang yourself. He always wore a multi colored suit, and he had a fro.
"BB..."
"He was!! I splashed all my shirts with paint to muilti color them! And I grew a small fro!" I stopped in mid breath. I slowly turned my head to look at Beastboy.
"Please say it isn't so."
"I did."
"Please, you're breaking my heart."
"What's wrong with fros?"
"Do I really need to answer that question, love?"
"Friend Cyborg? Tell us amusing tales of an elder that you mimicked at an insecure stage in you adolescent hood," Starfire said quickly, interrupting Beastboy and my conversation. Cyborg thought for a moment, crunching on potato chips, even though we were going to eat in thirty seconds. He swallowed his mouthful then replied,
"Ya know? It had to be Spot Johnson." Well that was a given. Spot J. was only the greatest athlete known to this generation.
"Yeah, when I was like five, I had this Spot sports jersey that I wore every single day. I refused to take it off. My mom would have to sneak into my room in the middle of the night to take it off me while I was sleeping and wash it. But she had to get it back on me before I woke up or I'd start screaming." He crumpled up his chip bag and shot it into the trash can.
"Star, your turn. Who was your role model when you were small?" She scrunched up her big green eyes , trying to remember.
"When I was a small child... I do believe I mimicked the galactic ambassador of galaxy 23a, quadrant 2. I'd see him on communications and wish myself to be a galactic ambassador one day."
That is so perfect. I could completely see Star being an ambassador. Is that why she came to Earth? She always becomes quite distant when I ask her. Who knows? She could use her Earth experience for training to be an ambassador. I'll ask her after dinner.
"Yes. And I was ever so disappointed when discovered it was not in my genetic DNA to grow tentacles." Star laughed as she sat down. I looked eyes with Beastboy, we both mutually agreed not to ask Starfire why she wanted tentacles.
"Raven? Your turn," Cyborg announced. Raven was silent for a few minutes. At first I thought she just wasn't going to answer the question, and I was surprised when she did.
"My cousin. She was the one who taught me meditation, and to control my powers to the degree I do. I did, and still have a deep respect for her." She thought for a moment, "And she could always crush more blotates than I could."
"What are blotates, Raven?" I asked grinning, "Some fuzzy woodland creatures of your planet?" She just gazed at me, the corner of one side of her mouth strangely upturned. Oh lord....did they really....
"Naomi? Who was yours?" Beastboy looked to me, obviously wanting to make fun of any hero I had to get back at me laughing at Crispy. I thought for a moment.
"I... never had one. I've always just wanted to be me...and that was good enough for me." Raven arched her eyebrow, thinking that I was embarrassed about my role model and didn't want to admit it, but it's true. I've never wanted to be anyone but me.
"Pizza here!" Robin announced, carrying in four boxes of pizza. Oh joy, pizza again. Who need victims? Just eat pizza! Your kidneys won't deteriorate for about...oh...seven more years, that's plenty of time to live the rest of your life.
"Oh! Oh! Did you get me veggie lover's Robby poo?" Asked Beastboy happy to ingest anything that had ingredients that were unpronounceable.
"Of course, "Robin replied, handing Beastboy his small veggie lovers pizza, "Don't call me Robby poo."
"And my meat lovers?"
"Yes," Robin handed Cyborg medium large pizza, encrusted with the flesh of other animals.
"Wow, you two are very different types of lovers," I said, trying to suppress a smile. Beastboy smiled, his cheeks puffed out from the pizza inside.
"You know it baby!!" Beastboy said, but due to the fact that he had crammed an entire slice of pizza into his mouth it sounded like,
"Oo o et aby!!"
"I'm sorry, what was that last part?" I asked. He grinned then swallowed the entire an entire slice of pizza! He's going to kill himself!!! He's a hazard to himself!! After all those freaks Slades sent after us, he's going to choke to death because him and Cyborg are trying to see who can stuff more pizza into there mouths.
"Hey Naomi!"
"Hey what, Beastboy?"
"Come sit on my lap!" I looked at him strangely.
"Why?"
"I want to feed you pizza." Oh god, he's going to kill me now. But I was a good sport and sat on his lap. Cyborg found this immensely funny and started making sexual noises from across the table. That is, until Starfire hit him over the head with a plate.
"Ignore Cyborg, friends. Please continue with your force feeding ritual as if Cyborg is not among us."
"But Star! That's what I always do!!" I was actually surprised she got it. She laughed. I turned my attention back to Beastboy,
"Why do even want to feed me pizza anyways?"
"He wants to be able to at least put something in her mouth." Cyborg said grinning nastily. It took me a few minutes to register what he had just implied.
"CYBORG!!!!" I screeched, in halve horror, halve amusement, and halve discussed. Wait too many haves. Oh well, I was feeling all of them. Starfire had no idea what Cyborg had just said, but could tell from my reaction that it wasn't good.
"Come Cyborg," She said crossly, "You are intruding on Naomi's and Beastboys force feeding and making rude comments! I sentence you to "time out!" Everyone suppressed laughs.
"Time out?" Cyborg asked disbelievingly. Star seemed to waver slightly.
"Am I mistaken? When a minor offence is taken, the offender is sentenced to a time period of "time out?"
"Yes Star," I said seriously, "Put him in time out. Make him think about what he has done."
"That I will do my friend!" Starfire said importantly as she dragged Cyborg out of the kitchen, into the living room.
"Now where were we?" asked Beastboy thoughtfuly when Cyborg had left the room,"Oh yeah." He held the pizza slice up to my lip, but I was giggling so hard I couldn't eat it.
"Naomi! Stop being difficult! I'm trying to be romantic here!" This made me laugh even harder because it was pizza. He was wooing me with a slice of pizza. Dear lord. Then, he got the brilliant idea that I might be more tempted to eat if I mistook the pizza for a train.
"Choo choo! It's the belly express! Ready to departure for the tunnel of yum!!!" By now it was imposable for me to eat, I was laughing so hard. It was just the way he said it. It was too funny. Finally I stopped giggling for a split secant to breath and Beastboy crammed the pizza in my mouth. The pizza was now cold, but still good.
"Mmmm." I hummed as I chewed it.
"Mmmm." He mimicked for no apparent reason.
"Naomi?" I looked up and saw Starfire in the doorway.
"Yeah?" I asked as I swallowed the bite of pizza.
"I was pondering, how much time would need to pass to make a time out efficient? "
"A lot Starry." I said seriously, "Or else he won't learn his lesson. I say an hour at least. Two if he wines about it."
"Affirmative." She then left once more to deal with Cyborg the verbal offender. I listened intently, not wanting to miss Cyborgs reaction. Sure enough-
"You've got to be kidding. There is no way in hell I'm going to sit her for an hour! Are you crazy?!?I'm older than you!" There was a silence.
"Star? What are you doing? Star? STAR! Put..... down... the.... Game.... station!.....................I don't care the methods of persuasion they use your planet! Put it down!!" I giggled,
"Go Starry! That's my girl! Get him where it hurts!" But Beastboy was less amused.
"You don't think she'd actually hurt it do you? It's just some persuasion thing right? She won't break it, right?"
"I don't know," I replied, "You never know with that one."
"I think I'll go check my... the...thing..." Beastboy said. I got off him and he went to go check on his "thing".
Now, if I was a stupid girlfriend I would go on a rampage on how he cared more about his stupid video games more than about me. But I'm not that kind of girl. I go ballistic about lots of stupid things, but not something like that.
I ate the rest of the slice myself.
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Click!!!! Click!!!! Click!!!! Click!!!! Click!!!! Click!!!! Click!!!! I half opened my eyelids, not wanting to be blinded.
"Roni?" Click!!!!
"Yes Naomi?" Click!!!!
"Tell me what's so interesting about Raven and me playing cards that you have to take a million pictures not to miss a second of the excitement?"
"Yeah, well," Click!!!!, "I was thinking of instead of just one gallery, I could have ten, each organized by the pictures. I was thinking one could be for games and leisure. Good idea, huh!"
She was so cute; I couldn't bring myself to turn her away. She was so sweet. Sweeter than sugar. But at the same time, like a cute little puppy dog that adores you so much, it follows you around, and yaps when it's away from you and won't give you a moment of peace. Raven smirked,
"Getting tired of you little shadow are you?" Roni looked shocked,
"I'm not annoying you, am I?"
"Of course not. Raven is crazy and doesn't know what shes saying. She belongs in a nut hut."
"Aren't I already in one?" She muttered, but her eyes glowed a bit, not the, "shes using her powers, take cover glow" the, "I've got friends. I can't believe I really have friends glow." She won't admit it for the world, but she likes us, shes just convinced herself that she doesn't need anyone. Shes a hard one to understand, but I think I do to some degree, and that's why she puts up with me.
Roni smiled and snapped twenty thousand more pictures. Raven gave me a challenging look as she laid down her hand.
Three of heats. King of Clubs, Three of Spades, and one of Spades.
"Go fish!" I cried out happily.
"Damn, she whispered, drawing four cards, then two more. Naomi's turn! I confidently laid down my hand.
Ace of Clovers, Nine of Cloves, A Queen of hears, and a One of Diamonds.
"Fuck!!" Raven swore.
"Yes!!" I cried out, "Ono!! I win!"
"You only won because you cheated." Raven muttered.
"Did not!"
"Yes you did. You drew the cards twice as fast as you were allowed."
"What were you exactly playing?" asked Roni curiously. Raven and I looked to each other.
"We don't exactly know." I replied as Raven mouth twitched into an almost smile, "It started out as go fish, but then we started comparing whole hands, then we mixed Ono cards into it. And now.... I don't know what it was."
"Yes, and Naomi cheated."
"Did not! You're just a sore loser!"
"Don't make me melt your brain cells," Ravens said dully, "But then again, you'd need brains cells to melt." I was about to strike back with a witty comeback, but I stopped myself.
"No... no. I refuse to be provoked. I win, and there is nothing you can do about it. Hand over the prize." Raven glowered, but handed over the stinger I had wanted for so long.
"Hehehe!" I giggled insanely, as I held the five inch stinger from that one insect guy we fought about a month ago. I forget his "super cool villain name", but I do remember the lunatic stinging us with it.
He had somehow genetically adapted his body to one of wasps, and decided he wanted to take over the city. That's the mistake they all make. So he literally stung us with the stingers attached to his wrists!! After we, and I'm serious, used this wasp poison we bought at a garden shop to kill him, the stingers fell off his body as he shriveled to basically nothing. One was lost forever, and the one we found was harshly fought for, with a game of rock paper scissors.
I always pick scissors always!! I don't know why. Probably because I think scissors are more damaging in general. Like paper? How can you hurt a rock with a pick of paper? The rock doesn't breath, how could this hurt it? But I choose scissors and Raven choose rock. I have the sneaking suspicion she read my mind, but oh well. It's mine now.
Now, don't be a fool to think this is just a stinger. It amazing. It fell of the owner, but still was alive as a living organ! Producing this poison. Not "I'm going to kill you poison", more like, "I'm going to send you body into a state of shock" poison. Its so cool!!
Now, it was mine! All mine! I giggled insanely, holding the black stinger above my head.
And Cyborg chose that particular moment to walk into the living room, holding a bowl of popcorn. Popcorn in which he promptly dropped when he say me dancing around with a poisonous stinger over my head.
"Raven? You gave it to her? You GAVE IT TO HER!!! What the HELL WERE you thinking?!?!? Naomi's already dangerous armed with two hands! And now you give her a Nectars stinger!?!?"
Oh yeah, his name had been Nectar, hadn't it? At first I thought it was a funny name, until I learned that he considered human blood as nectar. Then it wasn't funny anyone.
"I didn't give it to her. I lost it in a card game that doesn't even exist." Raven glowered. For shame Raven! Gambling your life way! I clutched my stinger happily.
What fun I will have! Just wait until I tell Fred!!
"I'll play you for it!!" Roni said excitedly. I looked to her. Of course. If I want it, she wants to at least pretend she wants it too. Of course she wants to play!
"Ok," I said smiling, knowing there was no way I could lose.
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I lost?
I looked down at the cards. No! There must be some mistake!
"Oh did I win?" Roni smiled happily.
"You sure did kid!" Cyborg said congratulating her, "And here's your prize!" He pressed my stinger into her little fist.
"No! No... this isn't right!" I babbled disbelievingly. Roni looked at me in concern.
"Its ok Naomi, I didn't really want it, I just wanted to play cards with you."
"No! It's your prize!" Cyborg insisted, "You won it fair and square! And look at the time!" He pulled her to her feet. "We are very busy! Sorry!" He pushed her out the door of the tower, while I sat numbly on the ground. For ten glorious minutes, I had been the happiest girl alive, now... I was stinger less.
Cyborg breathed a sigh of relief as he shut the door.
"Sorry Nomi homi," Cyborg said, patting my back comfortingly, "But you're dangerous enough without stingers, pointy objects, or glue."
Glue? Glue... That's an idea!
"That can be my new thing! I'll be a glue fiend!" I mumbled, thinking no one could hear me.
"What?" asked Raven, who was shuffling the cards telekinetically in the air.
"Glue. I could glue thing together! Super glue things...." Raven glared at Cyborg who threw his hands up in the air in defeat.
"Well, its better than a stinger isn't it?" He asked defensibly as he sat down on the red sofa.
Glue.... So....May.....Possibilities.....
"Titans?" Robin entered the living room looking...strange. We all looked to Robin.
"What." Raven asked, sensing something wrong with Robin.
"I..." he paused, "I have some bad news."
Rocks. I could glue rocks together. And I could glue doorknobs shut.....yeah....like to the bathroom, but not mine of course.
"There was abduction."
And my fingers! I'll glue them together! God knows when I'll ever get them apart!
"Who? Anyone we know?"
And the zipper on Beastboys pants. Then I'll pretend like I'm ready to give him some, then he can't get his pants off. No... that's mean. I'll save it for Ice.
"The report given says she was approximately a twelve year old girl. With brown hair and brown eyes. She was...no farther than three hundred feet from the tower when her abductors pulled her into a car no less than ten minutes ago."
But how would I get the glue on- Wait... I slowly lifted my eyes to Rabin in horror.
"I'm so sorry Naomi." He whispered.
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StArRy- Dear lord. That is a long ass chapter. My longest every. It is three in the morning now. I started at nine o'clock. That took so fucking long! But I really wanted to get this chapter out to you guys. I just hope it wasn't boring or anything. Poor Roni. Poor little kid.
But on a happier note, I am going to write notes to my most faithful reviewers.
Brassbananas- I'm glad you thought it was suspenseful! I hope it kept you at the edge of your seat until the bitter end!
x-RAVEN-x –I felt so bad when I left for Thailand and review was all "what's going to happen?" I hope it was worth waiting for!
Raven The Sorceress -your review was funny! I'm glad you love me and my stories! Do you have any stories? Id love to read one. I always go through my reviews and read the stories the reviews have wrote.
softballtitan009-You still here? That makes me so happy! My very first review is still with me! Oh, I reviewed for your story, take a lookie!
Raven A. Star-You review for every chapter, which means a lot to me, I like to look back over past chapters and see what people thought of if, you know? To help improve my writing.
boogalaga-ok, this girl can write like none other. I'm not kidding. If you like my stories you love hers. Her newest story Mage? Gold. I reviewed for every chapter. Some stories are boring, you tend to kinda skip stuff when you read it, but this one, you cant take your eyes off the screen. You have to scrap them off. With an ice scraper.
sparrow -do you have a profile? Do you have any stories? I'd love to read them if you do! You always leave the nicest reviews!
Marshmello Da Strawberry Cow- oh my fucking god. This chick is crazy man! Permanent sugar rush!! Hehehe! You know I love my Canadian chum! And I'm sorry, never again will I mention...the thing....you know...from the children's book? I'll keep it hush hush. Hehehe!
