"Last night, I had a dream about you,
In this dream, I'm dancing right beside you.
And it looked like everyone was having fun...
The kind of feeling, I've waited so long.
Don't stop, come a little closer.
As we dance, the rhythm gets stronger.
There's nothing wrong, with having just a little fun-
We were dancing all night long.
The time is right; I put my arms around you.
You're feeling right; you wrap your arms around, too.
But suddenly, I feel the shining sun
Before I knew it, this dream was all gone.
Ooh, I dunno what to do
About this dream and you.
I wish this dream comes true..."
A/N: Damn... now I have to do a disclaimer for the characters AND the song. Well, I don't own either. I just thought those lyrics were lame, but HIGHLY appropriate. Heh... Just as a forewarning, I'll be making a lot of comic book references from here on out. Haven't read the comics? Educate yourself! Buy and read them... now! If you can't, then is a great place. They've got stuff on like... EVERY series, including the TV one, I believe. I'm going off the "The Teen Titans" series. It's the most recent one. Anyway... the plot is finally starting to move along in this chapter. Woohoo! Now to answer some questions...
Okay, so after a failed attempt to respond to every single one of your reviews... I threw a fit and gave up. It's too tedious for me! So instead, I'm just gonna answer the main questions and respond to out of the usual comments. So I just want to say THANK YOU to everyone who reviewed, it means a lot to me.
First of all... Beast Boy cannot remember the dreams. They weren't his dreams, so it only makes sense, right? Second, for all those Rob/Rae and Cy/Rae fans... I won't flame you if you don't flame me, but know this- later Starfire is engaged to Nightwing!! As we all know, Robin later becomes Nightwing, thus setting Star/Rob in stone and ruling out Rob/Rae as an option. Cyborg is much older than Raven... that, and he's like, a frickin' vending machine. I love him and all... but who wants to be with a Coke machine? Not as convincing, but still... Beast Boy is right around her age, and he always, always, always ALWAYS protects her, is there for her... he's the reason she became a Titan in the first place. Dude... read Teen Titans episode #12. Educate yourselves...
There's that taken care of... Now, I've had a lot of time to think lately, but not so much to write. I've mostly just aggravated myself. But I've come to a conclusion that's buggin' me. Because of the characters I want to include, I have to be careful of the timeframe. So here's what we're going to say: This takes place long after Terra, before Robin leaves to become Nightwing, and also after the Team knows who Impulse is, but also before Superboy and Wondergirl. Well, the second Wondergirl. This might help some of you, but this also might not mean a thing to you. Ha... well, it helps me so I know what I can and cannot include. Um, later Impulse has an accident and changes identity to the Kid Flash. This is prior to that. Yea... I'm gonna leave it at that...
Thanks for putting up with the rant, and I hope you enjoy "Inviting Trouble," chapter 3 of "Oh, My Pretty Kitty."
Long, thin metal arms rotated around in their sockets on the cold walls. Their thin robotic fingers clicked and whirred furiously as they nimbly lifted nuts and bolts to dark human flesh and screwed them in place. Scanners and weapons were being checked and rechecked by similar devices. The thousands of arms completed their own specific tasks, mechanical joints buzzing in time. The parts began to combine together slowly as the yellow sparks flew from the metal. Red lasers scanned over each piece of the forming body confirming correct positioning and accurate alignment of each piece that held the hybrid together.
"Ahhh..." Cyborg sighed serenely and opened his organic eye to watch the process. "What a soothing way to wake up."
Once the arms finished their individual jobs, all but two quickly retracted back into the holes in the metallic walls. The remaining robotic limbs zipped across the room and retrieved a large bucket of a thick translucent liquid. One arm held onto the bucket as the other used a brush to spread the clear goo onto Cyborg's flesh.
"Ooh, it's cold," he commented to no one in particular.
The thin fingers lifted a towel to the half man and wiped off the excess protein solution.
"KzzzUpgrade, virus scan and repairs completezzz," a robotic voice came from the ceiling and the remaining arms retracted into their positions in the wall.
"Thanks, bro," Cyborg gave his computer systems his gratitude and checked over himself before heaving his massive feet off the Frankenstein- esque platform he calls a bed.
"Well, better go beat BB to making breakfast!" the former athlete decided eagerly as he stretched, several joints clicking. (A/N: Similar to bones cracking, I suppose...)
With as much bounce in his step as a 445-pound half man half robot could have, Cyborg cheerily made his way for the hefty metal door. Punching in the combination, the door slid open with ease despite its weight. The metallic teen stepped through the thin layer of fog into the hallway just in time to see Raven speed through frantically, not even bothering to watch where she was going.
"Whoa!" he took a step back and pressed himself against the now closed door as to stay out of her way. "What's the matter, chica?"
"I need to meditate..."she muttered without looking up and continued hastily towards her room.
Brow furrowed, he watched the dark one run up the stairs and out of sight. Momentarily dumbfounded, Cyborg shook his head but quickly brushed it off and continued down the hall towards the kitchen.
Wonder what's up with her? I'll ask the guys... Cyborg decided, assuming someone had offended her in some way.
The metal man rounded the corner to the kitchen and saw his male companions at the kitchen table. Robin was leaning backwards in the wooden chair, slippered feet crossed and resting on the table. A rather large daily newspaper sat in his lap. He turned the pages slowly, but his eyes could be seen racing behind his little mask. At the other side of the table, Beast Boy sat perched on the chair with his knees practically in his ears. His right arm rested on the table and supported his chin. With his left index finger, he lazily prodded a plateful of berries. The glazed look on his face made his daydreaming obvious.
"Hel-lo-o?" Cyborg greeted loudly in an attempt to snap them out of the phased looks on their faces. "Good morning?"
"Oh... hey Cy," Beast Boy lifted his head from his arm and returned the greeting half-heartedly.
"What's up with Raven?" Cyborg curiously cut to the chase.
"Oh, you know how she gets," Robin responded, not looking up from his reading material. "She's just a little moody. If we just leave her alone, she'll come around."
"You sure?" the metal man quirked an eyebrow.
"We didn't do anything to her, if that's what you mean," Robin defended himself. "She just... flipped a little and walked out on us. She just wanted to meditate alone, I guess."
"Okay," Cyborg seemed more satisfied with this response. He then sighed with a bit of a chuckle, "Women. Guess we'll never figure 'em out."
Beast Boy shifted his eyes away from his teammates. Despite Robin's words, he couldn't help but feel this was somehow his fault... after all, Raven usually found a way to blame him for something.
"Well... time to make some pancakes!" Cyborg eagerly headed for the fridge.
The soft pitter-patter of footsteps could be heard coming down the hallway. The boys turned their heads to investigate the offender to see a tall, red haired alien make her way into the kitchen clad in a pale yellow tank top and blue plaid boxer shorts as makeshift pajamas.
"Pleasant morning, friends!" she greeted her fellow Titans and then yawned as she made her way across the kitchen to the empty seat in between Robin and Beast Boy.
"Mornin', Star," Robin finally broke his gaze from the paper he was engulfed in and gave her a small smile which she gladly returned.
A look of realization hit the alien and the smile was wiped from her face to be replaced with a look of concern when she asked, "Where is friend Raven?"
"Up in her room, I think," Robin replied. "She's meditating," he explained for the second time in ten minutes.
"Oh, so she is to be there for most of the day, I will assume," Starfire thought aloud.
"Probably..." the Boy Wonder agreed. "What are your plans for the day?"
"Oh, I dunno... maybe I will do work on my garden... Oh, what is that delightful aroma?" she veered her attention to Cyborg and his breakfast.
"Pancakes!" he replied enthusiastically.
"Pan...cakes?" she lifted herself from the seat to see them. Upon looking at them, a curious look crossed her innocent face. "I understand the pan cakes are baked in this pan, but I believe cakes are tall and coated with frostings, correct?" she queried.
"Haha... you're right Starfire," Cyborg couldn't help but laugh a little. "I dunno why exactly they're called pancakes, but they sure taste good!"
"Okay," she beamed up at the hybrid.
Just then, a sound that wasn't terribly familiar to the Titans broke their thoughts. Silence over took them save for high pitched ringing of the telephone on the wall. Each set of eyes turned to gaze at the device. It replied by ringing at them once more.
Robin lowered his paper and glanced at his green comrade. He blinked at him once in question. The green one nodded at him with his jaw slacked. The Boy Wonder folded his paper and placed it on the table as the phone chimed once again. He lifted his feet off the table and placed them on the floor. Bringing himself up, he raised his right arm and picked the phone off the receiver and placed it to his ear.
"Hello...?" he asked it cautiously. "Yes, this is Robin..."
The remaining three leaned forward with eager anticipation awaiting a response. Cyborg didn't even notice his pancakes were burning.
"What?" Robin's eyes bugged out of his head. "No way! This is great!"
He used his left hand to cover the receiver and whispered loudly to the others, "It's Bart! Ya know... Impulse!"
"No way!" Beast Boy leapt up from his chair and exclaimed in a fashion similar to Robin's outburst.
"Uh huh... sounds great!" Robin continued talking to their long lost companion. "And what time is that at? ...I think that should be cool with everyone. Wait, Beast Boy has acting classes on Saturdays... but that's in the morning ... yea. And it'll be safe? You sure? Well, all right! Okay, I'll let them know. Awesome. See ya then!"
Trying his best to conceal the excitement, Robin returned the receiver to its original position.
"Well?!" Cyborg demanded.
"Yes, what did friend Bart say?" Starfire beamed with excitement.
"Well..." Robin began. "He's in a band now."
"WHAT?! No. WAY!" Beast Boy pumped his fist in the air. "I knew he would! Way to go Bart!"
"That's not all..." Robin interrupted the changeling's celebration. "They're going to be performing at a party this Saturday night. They're starting to get pretty big- he says people are asking them to perform left and right!"
"Whoa, that's so cool!" Beast Boy beamed with pride.
"May we view the band?" Starfire inquired.
"Yea, that's what he called about! We're invited!" Robin announced.
"But dude... will that be safe?" Cyborg frowned.
"He said he called the Justice League and they're sending the Flash and Green Lantern to watch over Jump City for us while we're at the party. Ya know, just in case," Robin explained.
"But what about all my fan girls? How are we supposed to take care of THAT?" Beast Boy demanded in all seriousness.
"Well, we just ditch our costumes for the night and blend in with the common people," Robin shrugged.
"So then we will need to acquire proper attire to conceal ourselves," Starfire pointed out.
"True..." Robin mused.
"I believe this requires a visit to the mall of shopping?" she ventured.
"Sounds good to me! Maybe that Big 'n Tall store'll have something for a guy my size..." Cyborg agreed.
"Okay... I'll go let Raven know; I wanted to talk to her, anyways," Beast Boy volunteered.
Just as the green teen turned the corner to leave, the sound of Cyborg's pained screams could be heard echoing off all the walls.
"Aw, no!!! My Pancakes... my poor pancakes! They're CHARRED!!"
"Azarath,"
I don't understand... what's causing this? Raven sat deep in meditation.
"Metrion,"
What caused those dreams? There must be something going on inside my head that I don't understand... Yes, that must be it. I just need to clear my head and all this nonsense will stop.
"Zinthos,"
The dreams were about Beast Boy because my subconscious recognized him as the last person I associated with. Yes, that makes sense. It's the only answer. All those marks and spills that happened were merely a side effect of my powers. Yes... that's it...it's just like the time we watched that stupid movie...
Raven sipped deeply from her mug, attempting to calm her nerves and convince herself the strange events were simply a slip up due to lack of meditation. She levitated in the air in the middle of her room with her legs crossed and her cloak wrapped around her form complete with the hood over her head. Only her mouth and hands were visible.
Two swift knocks on her bedroom door interrupted her thoughts. Since the "mirror incident," Raven had decided it was better to allow people in her room as long as she was there too, rather than banning them from it completely. Curiosity always got the better of her roommates...
Stupid emotions...
"Come in," she called softly to the intruder.
A black aura surrounded the door and it slid open. Once the smoky white fog cleared (A/N: Where does it come from?!?) a green morph came into her sight.
"Hey, Rae..."
Beast Boy took a step into her room and the scent of Nag Champa incense immediately filled his nostrils. Looking around briefly, it was obvious she had redecorated. Several black lights illuminated black light posters on the walls, and most of the eerie busts had been removed. Beaded curtains surrounded her bed and the soft tinkling sound of a little fountain in the corner by her bed could be heard.
"Redecorated, huh?" he smirked a little at her. "Didn't I make all these suggestions when you first moved in?"
"Yeah," she shrugged. "Didn't know what to do with the place, and I wanted to get some of the creepy stuff out. It was starting to give me nightmares."
"Yeah, killer zombie nightmares that wanted to eat me!" he snorted.
"Was there a reason you came up here and interrupted my meditation?" Raven was beginning to get aggravated.
"Yes, actually," he retorted.
"Then what is it," she demanded.
"I wanted to apologize,"
"Apologize? For what??" she cocked an eyebrow.
"For earlier. For making you run out of the kitchen,"
"Why? That wasn't your fault..." Raven's heart skipped a beat, but she covered it up. "I just needed to meditate and you were distracting me. No need for apology. Now... was there anything else you needed?"
"Yeah. Get yourself ready, we're all going to the mall," he almost commanded.
"We? I don't think so. I'm not going, the mall is pointless," Raven began her usual mall protest.
"Fine, see if I care when you get swamped on Saturday..." he turned on his heels and began to leave.
"Wait!"
"What?"
"Saturday... what are you talking about? What's Saturday?" Raven looked at him quizzically.
"Party," he stated simply.
"I don't DO parties,"
"Bart'll be upset if you don't go..."
"Bart? BART's having a party?" her look changed to an incredulous gawk.
"No... he's playing with his band!" Beast Boy's eyes lit up. "He invited us to come see him!"
"Well... it HAS been awhile since we've seen him... I guess I could go," she slowly agreed. "But why does that mean we have to go to the mall?"
"Duh, Rae," Beast Boy rolled his eyes as though it was the most obvious thing in the world. "We have to buy an outfit to blend in with the crowd. If we stand out, then everyone will know we're there and who knows what'll happen. Chaos, or something, probably."
"Oh... I see. Fine. You win, I'll go. But don't expect me to be all cheery or anything," she warned.
"All right!" he grinned, knowing full well this could be the first and last time he would win an argument with Raven. "Well, I'm gonna go get ready to go. You should to!"
Beast Boy turned once more, but this time actually left her room and headed eagerly towards his own.
Okay... so this got a little longer than I expected. Well, instead of continuing on for practically forever, I'm gonna stop here and split this chapter in 2 separate pieces. Know what that means? A guaranteed update VERY SOON! If I don't, I'll loose my thunder. And thunder is a terrible thing to lose. Anyways... sorry it was kind of a dull chap, but it got the plot moving, right? Just so no one asks, that wasn't a dream! If there's a dream, you'll know. I won't surprise you TOO too much, lol. This was supposed to be a more humorous chapter, but it just got too long so expect it in the next one. Oh, and Raven's problem isn't as simple as she thinks. It'll all be explained later! I've measured this whole thing out to be about 20 chapters, but if I know me (and I assume I do) then it'll probably be much longer than that. I mean... look at this chap!
Anyway... questions? Comments? Please review!!
Slan, Kelly
In this dream, I'm dancing right beside you.
And it looked like everyone was having fun...
The kind of feeling, I've waited so long.
Don't stop, come a little closer.
As we dance, the rhythm gets stronger.
There's nothing wrong, with having just a little fun-
We were dancing all night long.
The time is right; I put my arms around you.
You're feeling right; you wrap your arms around, too.
But suddenly, I feel the shining sun
Before I knew it, this dream was all gone.
Ooh, I dunno what to do
About this dream and you.
I wish this dream comes true..."
A/N: Damn... now I have to do a disclaimer for the characters AND the song. Well, I don't own either. I just thought those lyrics were lame, but HIGHLY appropriate. Heh... Just as a forewarning, I'll be making a lot of comic book references from here on out. Haven't read the comics? Educate yourself! Buy and read them... now! If you can't, then is a great place. They've got stuff on like... EVERY series, including the TV one, I believe. I'm going off the "The Teen Titans" series. It's the most recent one. Anyway... the plot is finally starting to move along in this chapter. Woohoo! Now to answer some questions...
Okay, so after a failed attempt to respond to every single one of your reviews... I threw a fit and gave up. It's too tedious for me! So instead, I'm just gonna answer the main questions and respond to out of the usual comments. So I just want to say THANK YOU to everyone who reviewed, it means a lot to me.
First of all... Beast Boy cannot remember the dreams. They weren't his dreams, so it only makes sense, right? Second, for all those Rob/Rae and Cy/Rae fans... I won't flame you if you don't flame me, but know this- later Starfire is engaged to Nightwing!! As we all know, Robin later becomes Nightwing, thus setting Star/Rob in stone and ruling out Rob/Rae as an option. Cyborg is much older than Raven... that, and he's like, a frickin' vending machine. I love him and all... but who wants to be with a Coke machine? Not as convincing, but still... Beast Boy is right around her age, and he always, always, always ALWAYS protects her, is there for her... he's the reason she became a Titan in the first place. Dude... read Teen Titans episode #12. Educate yourselves...
There's that taken care of... Now, I've had a lot of time to think lately, but not so much to write. I've mostly just aggravated myself. But I've come to a conclusion that's buggin' me. Because of the characters I want to include, I have to be careful of the timeframe. So here's what we're going to say: This takes place long after Terra, before Robin leaves to become Nightwing, and also after the Team knows who Impulse is, but also before Superboy and Wondergirl. Well, the second Wondergirl. This might help some of you, but this also might not mean a thing to you. Ha... well, it helps me so I know what I can and cannot include. Um, later Impulse has an accident and changes identity to the Kid Flash. This is prior to that. Yea... I'm gonna leave it at that...
Thanks for putting up with the rant, and I hope you enjoy "Inviting Trouble," chapter 3 of "Oh, My Pretty Kitty."
Long, thin metal arms rotated around in their sockets on the cold walls. Their thin robotic fingers clicked and whirred furiously as they nimbly lifted nuts and bolts to dark human flesh and screwed them in place. Scanners and weapons were being checked and rechecked by similar devices. The thousands of arms completed their own specific tasks, mechanical joints buzzing in time. The parts began to combine together slowly as the yellow sparks flew from the metal. Red lasers scanned over each piece of the forming body confirming correct positioning and accurate alignment of each piece that held the hybrid together.
"Ahhh..." Cyborg sighed serenely and opened his organic eye to watch the process. "What a soothing way to wake up."
Once the arms finished their individual jobs, all but two quickly retracted back into the holes in the metallic walls. The remaining robotic limbs zipped across the room and retrieved a large bucket of a thick translucent liquid. One arm held onto the bucket as the other used a brush to spread the clear goo onto Cyborg's flesh.
"Ooh, it's cold," he commented to no one in particular.
The thin fingers lifted a towel to the half man and wiped off the excess protein solution.
"KzzzUpgrade, virus scan and repairs completezzz," a robotic voice came from the ceiling and the remaining arms retracted into their positions in the wall.
"Thanks, bro," Cyborg gave his computer systems his gratitude and checked over himself before heaving his massive feet off the Frankenstein- esque platform he calls a bed.
"Well, better go beat BB to making breakfast!" the former athlete decided eagerly as he stretched, several joints clicking. (A/N: Similar to bones cracking, I suppose...)
With as much bounce in his step as a 445-pound half man half robot could have, Cyborg cheerily made his way for the hefty metal door. Punching in the combination, the door slid open with ease despite its weight. The metallic teen stepped through the thin layer of fog into the hallway just in time to see Raven speed through frantically, not even bothering to watch where she was going.
"Whoa!" he took a step back and pressed himself against the now closed door as to stay out of her way. "What's the matter, chica?"
"I need to meditate..."she muttered without looking up and continued hastily towards her room.
Brow furrowed, he watched the dark one run up the stairs and out of sight. Momentarily dumbfounded, Cyborg shook his head but quickly brushed it off and continued down the hall towards the kitchen.
Wonder what's up with her? I'll ask the guys... Cyborg decided, assuming someone had offended her in some way.
The metal man rounded the corner to the kitchen and saw his male companions at the kitchen table. Robin was leaning backwards in the wooden chair, slippered feet crossed and resting on the table. A rather large daily newspaper sat in his lap. He turned the pages slowly, but his eyes could be seen racing behind his little mask. At the other side of the table, Beast Boy sat perched on the chair with his knees practically in his ears. His right arm rested on the table and supported his chin. With his left index finger, he lazily prodded a plateful of berries. The glazed look on his face made his daydreaming obvious.
"Hel-lo-o?" Cyborg greeted loudly in an attempt to snap them out of the phased looks on their faces. "Good morning?"
"Oh... hey Cy," Beast Boy lifted his head from his arm and returned the greeting half-heartedly.
"What's up with Raven?" Cyborg curiously cut to the chase.
"Oh, you know how she gets," Robin responded, not looking up from his reading material. "She's just a little moody. If we just leave her alone, she'll come around."
"You sure?" the metal man quirked an eyebrow.
"We didn't do anything to her, if that's what you mean," Robin defended himself. "She just... flipped a little and walked out on us. She just wanted to meditate alone, I guess."
"Okay," Cyborg seemed more satisfied with this response. He then sighed with a bit of a chuckle, "Women. Guess we'll never figure 'em out."
Beast Boy shifted his eyes away from his teammates. Despite Robin's words, he couldn't help but feel this was somehow his fault... after all, Raven usually found a way to blame him for something.
"Well... time to make some pancakes!" Cyborg eagerly headed for the fridge.
The soft pitter-patter of footsteps could be heard coming down the hallway. The boys turned their heads to investigate the offender to see a tall, red haired alien make her way into the kitchen clad in a pale yellow tank top and blue plaid boxer shorts as makeshift pajamas.
"Pleasant morning, friends!" she greeted her fellow Titans and then yawned as she made her way across the kitchen to the empty seat in between Robin and Beast Boy.
"Mornin', Star," Robin finally broke his gaze from the paper he was engulfed in and gave her a small smile which she gladly returned.
A look of realization hit the alien and the smile was wiped from her face to be replaced with a look of concern when she asked, "Where is friend Raven?"
"Up in her room, I think," Robin replied. "She's meditating," he explained for the second time in ten minutes.
"Oh, so she is to be there for most of the day, I will assume," Starfire thought aloud.
"Probably..." the Boy Wonder agreed. "What are your plans for the day?"
"Oh, I dunno... maybe I will do work on my garden... Oh, what is that delightful aroma?" she veered her attention to Cyborg and his breakfast.
"Pancakes!" he replied enthusiastically.
"Pan...cakes?" she lifted herself from the seat to see them. Upon looking at them, a curious look crossed her innocent face. "I understand the pan cakes are baked in this pan, but I believe cakes are tall and coated with frostings, correct?" she queried.
"Haha... you're right Starfire," Cyborg couldn't help but laugh a little. "I dunno why exactly they're called pancakes, but they sure taste good!"
"Okay," she beamed up at the hybrid.
Just then, a sound that wasn't terribly familiar to the Titans broke their thoughts. Silence over took them save for high pitched ringing of the telephone on the wall. Each set of eyes turned to gaze at the device. It replied by ringing at them once more.
Robin lowered his paper and glanced at his green comrade. He blinked at him once in question. The green one nodded at him with his jaw slacked. The Boy Wonder folded his paper and placed it on the table as the phone chimed once again. He lifted his feet off the table and placed them on the floor. Bringing himself up, he raised his right arm and picked the phone off the receiver and placed it to his ear.
"Hello...?" he asked it cautiously. "Yes, this is Robin..."
The remaining three leaned forward with eager anticipation awaiting a response. Cyborg didn't even notice his pancakes were burning.
"What?" Robin's eyes bugged out of his head. "No way! This is great!"
He used his left hand to cover the receiver and whispered loudly to the others, "It's Bart! Ya know... Impulse!"
"No way!" Beast Boy leapt up from his chair and exclaimed in a fashion similar to Robin's outburst.
"Uh huh... sounds great!" Robin continued talking to their long lost companion. "And what time is that at? ...I think that should be cool with everyone. Wait, Beast Boy has acting classes on Saturdays... but that's in the morning ... yea. And it'll be safe? You sure? Well, all right! Okay, I'll let them know. Awesome. See ya then!"
Trying his best to conceal the excitement, Robin returned the receiver to its original position.
"Well?!" Cyborg demanded.
"Yes, what did friend Bart say?" Starfire beamed with excitement.
"Well..." Robin began. "He's in a band now."
"WHAT?! No. WAY!" Beast Boy pumped his fist in the air. "I knew he would! Way to go Bart!"
"That's not all..." Robin interrupted the changeling's celebration. "They're going to be performing at a party this Saturday night. They're starting to get pretty big- he says people are asking them to perform left and right!"
"Whoa, that's so cool!" Beast Boy beamed with pride.
"May we view the band?" Starfire inquired.
"Yea, that's what he called about! We're invited!" Robin announced.
"But dude... will that be safe?" Cyborg frowned.
"He said he called the Justice League and they're sending the Flash and Green Lantern to watch over Jump City for us while we're at the party. Ya know, just in case," Robin explained.
"But what about all my fan girls? How are we supposed to take care of THAT?" Beast Boy demanded in all seriousness.
"Well, we just ditch our costumes for the night and blend in with the common people," Robin shrugged.
"So then we will need to acquire proper attire to conceal ourselves," Starfire pointed out.
"True..." Robin mused.
"I believe this requires a visit to the mall of shopping?" she ventured.
"Sounds good to me! Maybe that Big 'n Tall store'll have something for a guy my size..." Cyborg agreed.
"Okay... I'll go let Raven know; I wanted to talk to her, anyways," Beast Boy volunteered.
Just as the green teen turned the corner to leave, the sound of Cyborg's pained screams could be heard echoing off all the walls.
"Aw, no!!! My Pancakes... my poor pancakes! They're CHARRED!!"
"Azarath,"
I don't understand... what's causing this? Raven sat deep in meditation.
"Metrion,"
What caused those dreams? There must be something going on inside my head that I don't understand... Yes, that must be it. I just need to clear my head and all this nonsense will stop.
"Zinthos,"
The dreams were about Beast Boy because my subconscious recognized him as the last person I associated with. Yes, that makes sense. It's the only answer. All those marks and spills that happened were merely a side effect of my powers. Yes... that's it...it's just like the time we watched that stupid movie...
Raven sipped deeply from her mug, attempting to calm her nerves and convince herself the strange events were simply a slip up due to lack of meditation. She levitated in the air in the middle of her room with her legs crossed and her cloak wrapped around her form complete with the hood over her head. Only her mouth and hands were visible.
Two swift knocks on her bedroom door interrupted her thoughts. Since the "mirror incident," Raven had decided it was better to allow people in her room as long as she was there too, rather than banning them from it completely. Curiosity always got the better of her roommates...
Stupid emotions...
"Come in," she called softly to the intruder.
A black aura surrounded the door and it slid open. Once the smoky white fog cleared (A/N: Where does it come from?!?) a green morph came into her sight.
"Hey, Rae..."
Beast Boy took a step into her room and the scent of Nag Champa incense immediately filled his nostrils. Looking around briefly, it was obvious she had redecorated. Several black lights illuminated black light posters on the walls, and most of the eerie busts had been removed. Beaded curtains surrounded her bed and the soft tinkling sound of a little fountain in the corner by her bed could be heard.
"Redecorated, huh?" he smirked a little at her. "Didn't I make all these suggestions when you first moved in?"
"Yeah," she shrugged. "Didn't know what to do with the place, and I wanted to get some of the creepy stuff out. It was starting to give me nightmares."
"Yeah, killer zombie nightmares that wanted to eat me!" he snorted.
"Was there a reason you came up here and interrupted my meditation?" Raven was beginning to get aggravated.
"Yes, actually," he retorted.
"Then what is it," she demanded.
"I wanted to apologize,"
"Apologize? For what??" she cocked an eyebrow.
"For earlier. For making you run out of the kitchen,"
"Why? That wasn't your fault..." Raven's heart skipped a beat, but she covered it up. "I just needed to meditate and you were distracting me. No need for apology. Now... was there anything else you needed?"
"Yeah. Get yourself ready, we're all going to the mall," he almost commanded.
"We? I don't think so. I'm not going, the mall is pointless," Raven began her usual mall protest.
"Fine, see if I care when you get swamped on Saturday..." he turned on his heels and began to leave.
"Wait!"
"What?"
"Saturday... what are you talking about? What's Saturday?" Raven looked at him quizzically.
"Party," he stated simply.
"I don't DO parties,"
"Bart'll be upset if you don't go..."
"Bart? BART's having a party?" her look changed to an incredulous gawk.
"No... he's playing with his band!" Beast Boy's eyes lit up. "He invited us to come see him!"
"Well... it HAS been awhile since we've seen him... I guess I could go," she slowly agreed. "But why does that mean we have to go to the mall?"
"Duh, Rae," Beast Boy rolled his eyes as though it was the most obvious thing in the world. "We have to buy an outfit to blend in with the crowd. If we stand out, then everyone will know we're there and who knows what'll happen. Chaos, or something, probably."
"Oh... I see. Fine. You win, I'll go. But don't expect me to be all cheery or anything," she warned.
"All right!" he grinned, knowing full well this could be the first and last time he would win an argument with Raven. "Well, I'm gonna go get ready to go. You should to!"
Beast Boy turned once more, but this time actually left her room and headed eagerly towards his own.
Okay... so this got a little longer than I expected. Well, instead of continuing on for practically forever, I'm gonna stop here and split this chapter in 2 separate pieces. Know what that means? A guaranteed update VERY SOON! If I don't, I'll loose my thunder. And thunder is a terrible thing to lose. Anyways... sorry it was kind of a dull chap, but it got the plot moving, right? Just so no one asks, that wasn't a dream! If there's a dream, you'll know. I won't surprise you TOO too much, lol. This was supposed to be a more humorous chapter, but it just got too long so expect it in the next one. Oh, and Raven's problem isn't as simple as she thinks. It'll all be explained later! I've measured this whole thing out to be about 20 chapters, but if I know me (and I assume I do) then it'll probably be much longer than that. I mean... look at this chap!
Anyway... questions? Comments? Please review!!
Slan, Kelly