Here is the next part. . . more on the way
-Kaisa
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Raven had finally gotten the taste of tofu out of her mouth, and was now sitting in a chair, reading. She put the book down for a second to take a sit of her herbal tea, which sat nearby. Then it was back to the book.
She didn't notice when Beast Boy came in, standing in front of her and waiting for her to take notice of his presence.
She became aware of someone's eyes boring into her, and looked up to see Beast Boy.
"Hi Rae!" he said cheerfully.
But there was something else in his eyes, Raven saw. She realized that it was determination.
"What is it?"
"Okay, here's the deal…" Beast Boy started, somewhat unsure of what to say next. "Um…Well, I was…wondering…" he paused, then pulled himself together and told himself, Do NOT take no for an answer!
"I want a rematch in Racing Rave 5000!"
"Beast Boy…"
"Raven, I will not take no for an answer. Think about it. It'll be completely fair and square—Robin will make sure of that—and if I win, I'll leave you alone, and have my title back, and if you win, I'll leave you alone, and . . . and . . ."
"And what?" Raven asked. "How will I know that if I win again, you will leave me alone? You haven't done it the other times."
Beast Boy raised his right hand. "I, Beast Boy, solemnly swear that if Raven wins the dual…er…rematch, that I will never ask her to play the game Racing Rave 5000 again! Raven may only play the game if she wants to."
Raven stared at him for a moment. "Well…if you can say this swear before the rematch…with Robin, Starfire, and Cyborg as witnesses…"
"Yes!!!!" Beast Boy exclaimed. I just hope I win this…
"Fine then. What time?"
"Seven o'clock!" Beast Boy answered, then hopped out of the room. "I gotta go tell the others!"
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"Cool! I can't wait! I am defiantly not going to miss Raven whooping Beast Boy's butt!" Cyborg laughed when he heard the news of the rematch.
Starfire was also very excited. "We must prepare for the rematch! It is only a small amount of time away!"
"That's an hour and a half, Starfire," Robin said.
Beast Boy listened to all of this from the fridge.
"What're you lookin' for, BB?" Cyborg asked sweetly.
"My tofu! I can't find it anywhere! And I just got some the other d—" Beast Boy cut himself off as he whirled around to glare at Cyborg. "What did you do to my tofu?!"
"Huh? What tofu? Well…If I remember correctly, some made me sick this morning. So…well, I thought it was a dangerous threat to the Titans' health, so…I threw it away." Cyborg answered mischievously.
"YOU WHAT?!" Beast Boy shouted.
Starfire, sensing an argument, flew over to Beast Boy and put a hand on his shoulder. "Friend Beast Boy, I can fly over to the store of food and get you some more tofu if you wish."
Beast Boy smiled. "Wow, thanks, Star," he said, and then shot another glare at Cyborg. "At least someone cares about me going hungry."
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An hour later, Robin was making sure the "gaming area" was all clear, so everything will be perfectly fair. He was also supposed to pick the track that Raven and Beast Boy would race on.
He turned on the GameStation and flipped through the tracks. Beast Boy and Raven had already agreed that they wanted a car race, not anything fancy like rockets or spaceships, trains or plains. That narrowed it down for him—a lot.
Then he found it. The race track was called "Hollywood Highways", and Robin thought it was perfect. The track was, obviously, set in Hollywood. On—not surprisingly—a highway. A highway clear of cars, with a few complicated sharp, unexpected, turns.
"Perfect," Robin said.
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