Authors: Lovely White Violets and Snaptdragon
Title: A Series of Unfortunate Events
Genre: Humor/Romance
Pairings: Starfire/Robin, Raven/Beast Boy, Cyborg/Jinx
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Starfire and Raven fall into a trap. With their luck changing from bad to worse, will the girls ever get out? Raven and Starfire friendship fanfic. Starfire/Robin. Raven/Beast Boy. Cyborg/Jinx.
Disclaimer: We don't own the Teen Titans, and apparently the title 'A Series of Unfortunate Events' doesn't belong to us either (it belongs to a Lemony Snicket, if I'm not mistaken). So there.
Author Notes: We arbitrarily decided to make Starfire right-handed and Raven left-handed not because of anything in the cartoon on in the comic book, but just because we thought it would be fun.
A Series of Unfortunate Events
Session 2: Just Desserts
Raven had given up using her left hand which would have been a troublesome resolution since she was left-handed if not for her telekinetic powers.
But, she figured she'd be safer that way.
Raven didn't like to admit her weaknesses, but in this case it was more of a matter of survival. Starfire had super strength; Raven did not. So, more often than not, wherever Starfire wanted to go, Raven ended up going.
It wasn't that Starfire did this intentionally. Raven was fairly convinced that Starfire didn't even realize how strong she was, as evidenced by the alien's absentminded exuberant gestures that would have sent Raven flying into a nearby wall if she hadn't been attached to Starfire's wrist. The few times Raven had tried using her left hand, one of Starfire's unintentional movements would jerk Raven's left hand out of her control, throwing her spoon, toothbrush, or hairbrush (and on one occasion, Beast Boy) across the room.
So, Raven cut her losses and decided that telekinesis was a much safer choice than her now unpredictable left hand.
As Starfire happily brushed her teeth that morning, pulling Raven's wrist towards her, a dark orb moved Raven's toothbrush for her.
And, as Starfire exuberantly brushed her hair, nearly yanking Raven's arm off, Raven's hairbrush went about its own business.
Breakfast was an adventure on its own. Raven couldn't get near her tea kettle as Starfire frantically rushed back and forth across the kitchen, securing her morning breakfast feast of a mustard and mint sandwich.
A bit of telekinesis provided Raven with a hot steaming cup of herbal tea.
Starfire smiled happily at Raven as she sipped her mustard.
Being handcuffed to Raven wasn't so bad. In fact, sometimes, Starfire even forgot that they were still stuck together!
But, Raven didn't seem to mind. In fact, they'd been getting along very well, Starfire thought personally.
Robin chose that moment to enter the kitchen.
"Good morning, Robin!" Starfire exclaimed, leaping up and waving at their spiky-haired leader. Raven wanted to cry, as she likewise leapt up and waved at Robin, spilling what little tea she had left onto her uniform.
"Morning." She muttered, murderously. "How's the solvent going?"
"Uh...it should be done by tomorrow."
Raven glared at him icily.
"...I meant, by tonight." Robin amended.
"Good."
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"You know, why don't we just put you on inactive duty for awhile?"
"But, why, Robin?" Starfire asked, into the communicator.
"Er..." Robin had ample excuse to pause as he dodged one of Gizmo's gizmos. "Well...it took you forty minutes just to get dressed..."
"Do you know how hard it is to get in a leotard when your left hand is attached to someone who keeps flying around the room!?"
"No, Raven, actually, I don't."
"We are on our way now, Robin! We will be there shortly." Starfire said, accidentally slamming Raven into another wall as she prepared to take flight.
"Ow."
"Oh! My apologies, Friend Raven!"
"Ow!"
"My apologies again!"
"I think we can manage. It's just Gizmo and Mammoth—" Robin said, as he darted away from the attacks of said enemies. "Jinx isn't even here." There was another small explosion.
A few more minutes of struggling convinced Starfire that perhaps Robin was right, and that they should just stay at the Tower. She was thoroughly convinced to stay, though, when she saw Raven "sleeping" on the floor.
"Raven, this is no time for sleeping." Starfire reprimanded.
Raven lifted her head and stared at the girl crossly. "Oh, no. I'm not sleeping. I'm just reeling in pain."
"Another meaning of 'pain' is some sort of fish, yes?"
"No, Starfire, pain is pain."
"But, what about the thing that goes in windows?"
Starfire was not stupid, and it was because she had never been to Earth before now that she had only very little grasp of the culture or the language. Raven knew that. But, sometimes the lack of knowledge about Earth still annoyed Raven, no matter how hard she tried to take into account Starfire's upbringing.
This was one of those moments. Raven, with some effort, though, controlled herself, and simply shook her head. "It's a good thing we're not out there fighting Mammoth and Gizmo. I don't think we'd survive."
Whatever Starfire's response might have been, it was interrupted by the doorbell.
"Visitors!" Starfire exclaimed, gleefully as she slammed Raven into a chair as she raced to the door. She flung it open, revealing a star-struck UPS guy who stared at Starfire in awe for a couple of minutes before Raven cleared her throat.
"Yes?"
"Package. You. Package. You...I mean, I have a package for you." He mustered. Starfire jumped up and down happily, taking Raven with her. Raven rolled her eyes and signed for the package in between bounces.
Starfire took the brightly wrapped bundle. "Many thanks, good—"
Raven slammed the door shut.
"What is it?"
Starfire looked at the box which was wrapped in pink paper, and had bright purple ribbon on it. A card attached to the ribbon said, 'To Starfire' in flowing script.
"This is a present, yes? But, it is not my day of birth. Nor is it the middle of winter. It is certainly not the day of Dorfnerker..."
"It's probably just some devoted fan of yours, trying to get your attention."
Before Raven could even suggest that it might not be safe to open it, Starfire reduced the wrappings to shreds.
"It is a—"
"Cake." Raven finished.
And, indeed it was. A confectioner's dream, it had four layers, each a varying shade of pink with frosted purple bows adorning the sides. The top of the cake was inscribed with the simple message 'Good Luck' in black frosting.
"Can we eat it?" Starfire asked. Raven was about to reply when a wave of psychic energy hit her.
Pale hands. Red cross. A malicious smile.
"I will at least sample the frosting." Starfire said when Raven failed to reply.
Raven opened her mouth to speak, but it was too late. Starfire's right hand, and consequently Raven's left, went straight for the cake.
And the moment they touched it, everything went white.