[[If you don't know what an omake is... I really can't help you. But I CAN tell you that it's not a teaser. Ha-ha! This also... isn't REALLY an omake.]]
Hello to the Night
Omake In-Between
Hi! Welcome to the HTTN Omake Theatre! It's a one-time publication, considering that I tire of writing horror and gloom, and need to stretch the creative muscles. In other words, I needed a break. Now, on to the Omake Theater...
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The scene takes place inside, the same place where the Titans played cards in Winner Take All, except this time, they're playing Blackjack. Also, Tim is with them.
Robin shifts in his seat, shuffling the cards. "So, this new fic she's got us in..."
"Yeah. I doubt it's going to have a happy ending," Tim nods.
The cyborg wonders, "Why? He's," he gestures to Robin, "[ censored for spoilers ]!"
Starfire shifts in her seat "What is censored?" She asks aloud, her wide green eyes staring into Raven's.
Raven sighs and answers her. "It's where somebody edits something out, to make sure no one takes offense."
"Oh..."
Beast Boy, who has previously been silent, shifts impatiently. "Can we just get back to the game?"
Robin looks, startled, at the boy sitting next to him. "Sure. I guess I'll deal."
He deals, passing cards first to Raven, then to Tim, then to Cyborg, then to Starfire, and on to Beast Boy and himself.
Starfire picks up both her cards so that only she can see them.
Robin corrects her. "No, Star, you have to leave one card visible. Preferably the card I dealt you that was visible."
Starfire obliges.
Raven says, "Hit me."
Robin deals her another card.
Quickly, she says, "Stay!"
Tim seconds her motion to hit. "Hit me."
Cyborg says, "I'll take a hit too," his red eye glowing in the near darkness.
Starfire, as usual, completely misinterprets earth phrases. "I think I will blacken the knave."
Beast Boy corrects her. "You... can't do that, Star. Do you want to hit—get another card— or stay where you are?"
"No." She says. "I have blackened the knave!"
Robin deals Tim and Cyborg new cards, saying, "You can't do that, Starfire. Really."
Starfire gives a long-suffering sigh. "Oh, fine. I would like to stay."
"Hit me, Traffic Light!" This can only come from Beast Boy, and it did.
Robin grits his teeth and obliges. "I'll take a hit, too. So, cards?"
Raven informs them, "Twenty," and levitates her cards into the middle of the table.
Tim tells them, "Thirty-two," to the laughter of the others. He tosses his cards into the middle of the table.
"Nineteen," says Cyborg as he tosses his cards into the middle of the table; one falls into Raven's lap. She levitates it to the center of the table.
"The black knave!" She slams her cards down proudly for all to see.
Robin congratulates her.
Beast Boy sighs. "Twenty!"
Robin laughs at his loss. "And Dealer has seventeen. At least I'm not alone in losing, huh?" He cracks his knuckles. "Let's go another round."
All nod, so Robin deals.
Raven looks at her cards. "Hit me." She accepts another card from Robin.
Tim tells the dealer, "Stay."
"Hit me." Cyborg says. "So, what do you think of that ending, huh? Just [ censored for spoilers ] off the R-Cycle and then [ censored for spoilers ] stay at [ censored for spoilers ]!"
Robin passes Cyborg a card
Starfire says, "Stay. I did not like when Beast Boy scratched me."
Beast Boy defends himself, "You were squeezing me!"
"You were purring!"
"It isn't always a sign of happiness! Cats do that when they're scared or hurt sometimes, you know!" Beast Boy sighs and toys with his cards. "Hit me." He takes the card Robin passes him.
Robin gives himself a card. "Who's got what?" He nods at Raven.
"Eighteen," the half-demon informs them.
"Twenty-one!" Tim laughs. "Whoo-hoo!"
Cyborg tosses his cards into the center of the table. "Nineteen."
"Twenty." This from Starfire.
"Nineteen," Beast Boy reveals a Jack of Hearts, an Ace of Diamonds, and an eight of spades.
"Uh, BB? Why did you hit with a hand like that?" Robin has an eyebrow raised.
"I started out with the Ace and eight, okay? I figured I could handle it if what you dealt tried to bust me out! Besides, what do you have?"
"Seventeen again," he admits, revealing two aces (Spades and Hearts) and a five of Clubs. "Man, I can't believe I [ censored for spoilers ]!" He passes the cards around.
"Well, it was better than the alternative!" Tim says.
"I don't see why you find it so hard to believe." This comes from Raven, in her usual stinging monotone. "That's what happens when you [ censored for spoilers ]." She glares. "It's not like Batman brought you up to be so careless! We know you did it on purpose. Hit me."
Robin deals her a new card.
"And it probably saved our lives, too," Beast Boy adds. "Even if it did bar you from the JLA forever."
"I do not understand. Robin is a great hero! Why would the JLA not accept him?"
"Because he [ censored for spoilers ] and [ censored for spoilers ] on purpose, Star," Tim explains. "Hit me."
Robin passes Tim a card.
Starfire looks curiously at Tim. "Tim, is it true that you will become Robin?"
Tim shrugs, looking at his new card. "Yeah. There's another Robin in the middle, but he dies, and then it's on to me."
"Stay," Cyborg says. "So, Tim, can we trust you?"
Robin obliges, watching Tim closely.
"I'm the next Robin. And even if the one sitting at the other end of the table was the first and best, I'm still a damn good one. Better than the second Robin, definitely."
"That's not an answer," Raven intones.
Tim shifts in his seat, then says, "Alright, alright. [ Censored for spoilers ]." He gives a long suffering sigh.
The assembled people around the table [ reaction removed for spoilers ].
"Stay," says Beast Boy.
"I shall stay as well," agrees Starfire.
"Anybody else want a hit?" Robin asks.
Nobody does, and he grins. "Raven?"
"Busted out," she admits. She levitates the cards face down.
"Twenty-one," Tim again proclaims.
"Twenty." Predictably, this comes from Cyborg.
"Nineteen."
"Seventeen."
"Twenty-one," Robin smirks. "And Dealer wins ties. Anyone up for another round?"
"Count me out," Beast Boy yawns. "We have the really tiring ending shots to shoot tomorrow, plus the epilogue."
"I need to meditate," Raven says. "I haven't an opportunity all day."
Starfire announces that she must get ready for bed and leaves the room.
Soon, only Robin and Drake are alone.
"I always wondered why nobody thought I was Jason Todd."
"Because he dies. And he's only got two years."
"So? He could easily have left six months into the job. If I were Jason Todd, he probably wouldn't die."
"But would he turn into Nightwing?"
"But would he use the Bo Staff?" Robin counters. He grins. "How about a little strip poker... just between the two Robins."
"You're on," Tim grins back.
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In other news, anybody who has Winamp, and likes to play with Winamp skins, I've made a few (four; two Robin skins, a Starfire skin, and a skin of Nightwing and Starfire). Email me if you want them.
And whoever makes me a fan-art of Dick Grayson in an archaic-age Gypsy costume, I'll skin that and give it to 'em as a present.
Hello to the Night
Omake In-Between
Hi! Welcome to the HTTN Omake Theatre! It's a one-time publication, considering that I tire of writing horror and gloom, and need to stretch the creative muscles. In other words, I needed a break. Now, on to the Omake Theater...
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The scene takes place inside, the same place where the Titans played cards in Winner Take All, except this time, they're playing Blackjack. Also, Tim is with them.
Robin shifts in his seat, shuffling the cards. "So, this new fic she's got us in..."
"Yeah. I doubt it's going to have a happy ending," Tim nods.
The cyborg wonders, "Why? He's," he gestures to Robin, "[ censored for spoilers ]!"
Starfire shifts in her seat "What is censored?" She asks aloud, her wide green eyes staring into Raven's.
Raven sighs and answers her. "It's where somebody edits something out, to make sure no one takes offense."
"Oh..."
Beast Boy, who has previously been silent, shifts impatiently. "Can we just get back to the game?"
Robin looks, startled, at the boy sitting next to him. "Sure. I guess I'll deal."
He deals, passing cards first to Raven, then to Tim, then to Cyborg, then to Starfire, and on to Beast Boy and himself.
Starfire picks up both her cards so that only she can see them.
Robin corrects her. "No, Star, you have to leave one card visible. Preferably the card I dealt you that was visible."
Starfire obliges.
Raven says, "Hit me."
Robin deals her another card.
Quickly, she says, "Stay!"
Tim seconds her motion to hit. "Hit me."
Cyborg says, "I'll take a hit too," his red eye glowing in the near darkness.
Starfire, as usual, completely misinterprets earth phrases. "I think I will blacken the knave."
Beast Boy corrects her. "You... can't do that, Star. Do you want to hit—get another card— or stay where you are?"
"No." She says. "I have blackened the knave!"
Robin deals Tim and Cyborg new cards, saying, "You can't do that, Starfire. Really."
Starfire gives a long-suffering sigh. "Oh, fine. I would like to stay."
"Hit me, Traffic Light!" This can only come from Beast Boy, and it did.
Robin grits his teeth and obliges. "I'll take a hit, too. So, cards?"
Raven informs them, "Twenty," and levitates her cards into the middle of the table.
Tim tells them, "Thirty-two," to the laughter of the others. He tosses his cards into the middle of the table.
"Nineteen," says Cyborg as he tosses his cards into the middle of the table; one falls into Raven's lap. She levitates it to the center of the table.
"The black knave!" She slams her cards down proudly for all to see.
Robin congratulates her.
Beast Boy sighs. "Twenty!"
Robin laughs at his loss. "And Dealer has seventeen. At least I'm not alone in losing, huh?" He cracks his knuckles. "Let's go another round."
All nod, so Robin deals.
Raven looks at her cards. "Hit me." She accepts another card from Robin.
Tim tells the dealer, "Stay."
"Hit me." Cyborg says. "So, what do you think of that ending, huh? Just [ censored for spoilers ] off the R-Cycle and then [ censored for spoilers ] stay at [ censored for spoilers ]!"
Robin passes Cyborg a card
Starfire says, "Stay. I did not like when Beast Boy scratched me."
Beast Boy defends himself, "You were squeezing me!"
"You were purring!"
"It isn't always a sign of happiness! Cats do that when they're scared or hurt sometimes, you know!" Beast Boy sighs and toys with his cards. "Hit me." He takes the card Robin passes him.
Robin gives himself a card. "Who's got what?" He nods at Raven.
"Eighteen," the half-demon informs them.
"Twenty-one!" Tim laughs. "Whoo-hoo!"
Cyborg tosses his cards into the center of the table. "Nineteen."
"Twenty." This from Starfire.
"Nineteen," Beast Boy reveals a Jack of Hearts, an Ace of Diamonds, and an eight of spades.
"Uh, BB? Why did you hit with a hand like that?" Robin has an eyebrow raised.
"I started out with the Ace and eight, okay? I figured I could handle it if what you dealt tried to bust me out! Besides, what do you have?"
"Seventeen again," he admits, revealing two aces (Spades and Hearts) and a five of Clubs. "Man, I can't believe I [ censored for spoilers ]!" He passes the cards around.
"Well, it was better than the alternative!" Tim says.
"I don't see why you find it so hard to believe." This comes from Raven, in her usual stinging monotone. "That's what happens when you [ censored for spoilers ]." She glares. "It's not like Batman brought you up to be so careless! We know you did it on purpose. Hit me."
Robin deals her a new card.
"And it probably saved our lives, too," Beast Boy adds. "Even if it did bar you from the JLA forever."
"I do not understand. Robin is a great hero! Why would the JLA not accept him?"
"Because he [ censored for spoilers ] and [ censored for spoilers ] on purpose, Star," Tim explains. "Hit me."
Robin passes Tim a card.
Starfire looks curiously at Tim. "Tim, is it true that you will become Robin?"
Tim shrugs, looking at his new card. "Yeah. There's another Robin in the middle, but he dies, and then it's on to me."
"Stay," Cyborg says. "So, Tim, can we trust you?"
Robin obliges, watching Tim closely.
"I'm the next Robin. And even if the one sitting at the other end of the table was the first and best, I'm still a damn good one. Better than the second Robin, definitely."
"That's not an answer," Raven intones.
Tim shifts in his seat, then says, "Alright, alright. [ Censored for spoilers ]." He gives a long suffering sigh.
The assembled people around the table [ reaction removed for spoilers ].
"Stay," says Beast Boy.
"I shall stay as well," agrees Starfire.
"Anybody else want a hit?" Robin asks.
Nobody does, and he grins. "Raven?"
"Busted out," she admits. She levitates the cards face down.
"Twenty-one," Tim again proclaims.
"Twenty." Predictably, this comes from Cyborg.
"Nineteen."
"Seventeen."
"Twenty-one," Robin smirks. "And Dealer wins ties. Anyone up for another round?"
"Count me out," Beast Boy yawns. "We have the really tiring ending shots to shoot tomorrow, plus the epilogue."
"I need to meditate," Raven says. "I haven't an opportunity all day."
Starfire announces that she must get ready for bed and leaves the room.
Soon, only Robin and Drake are alone.
"I always wondered why nobody thought I was Jason Todd."
"Because he dies. And he's only got two years."
"So? He could easily have left six months into the job. If I were Jason Todd, he probably wouldn't die."
"But would he turn into Nightwing?"
"But would he use the Bo Staff?" Robin counters. He grins. "How about a little strip poker... just between the two Robins."
"You're on," Tim grins back.
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In other news, anybody who has Winamp, and likes to play with Winamp skins, I've made a few (four; two Robin skins, a Starfire skin, and a skin of Nightwing and Starfire). Email me if you want them.
And whoever makes me a fan-art of Dick Grayson in an archaic-age Gypsy costume, I'll skin that and give it to 'em as a present.