She had blood red hair, orange skin, was completely naive, and yet he still loved her. But that was not why she was torn; she was a loyal friend to both of the love struck teens. He had asked her for advice, about girls and had failed acknowledge that she was a girl. No number of trips to her mind would bring peace. Only going to the one person that had always been there to catch her when she would fall, but that was the problem. She had taken him. She couldn't go to the other two. Little did she know that her savior was a former crush and possibly a future partner.
"Hey Raven, do you think you could help me with something," asked the blue bird, and normally independent, fearless, leader.
"Sure," any excuse to spend time, alone with him, was welcomed by the black bird.
"Good, nobody to interrupt us," sighed Robin, as they entered the gym/training room.
Raven had never noticed, but without the lights the room was kind of romantic.
"Raven, I've been meaning to ask you for a while..." This was it he was finally going to ask her out, or so she thought.
"Sigh, Raven would you teach me how to make star like me?"
No, she was always just a friend, not a girl. She was a good friend and would support him and his relationships. Even if she had a burning jealousy for the girl he loved, who wasn't just not her, but also her other best friend.
"Um, I guess..." Robin immediately engulfed her in a warm hug.
"Thank you, thanks so much Raven. All you have to do is use this one-way radio and tell me what to do. This is great I'm going to go ask her out right now! Hey, how does Saturday sound?"
"Ok, I think..."
"Great!" Robin rush out on raven and all the weights in the gym melted.