Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Titans or Blackfire. I do own Veronica, though.
Starfire lay in bed and was unable to sleep. There was something untrustworthy about Veronica, but Starfire did not know what. She had tried to tell that to Robin, but it resulted in something terrible.
Flashback
"Robin? Can I tell you something?" asked Starfire, peeking into his room.
"Sure thing, Star. What's up? Is something bothering you?" asked Robin concerned.
"Um, the ceiling is up, and it's about Veronica," said Starfire.
"Oh," said Robin, his expression changing from concerned to happy. "I know, right? Isn't she the greatest?"
"Robin, I feel that I do not trust her for some reason. I am a bit, how earthlings say 'suspicious.'"
"Suspicious? Of HER?" raved Robin suddenly. "How can you possibly be suspicious of her? She is absolutely perfect. Are you jealous of her beauty? Talents? Kindness?"
"Robin, I-" began Starfire.
"You will never say something like that in front of my face again," raged Robin. He slammed the door in Starfire's face, regretting what he had done.
By now, Starfire was running back into her room, sobbing and crying. "Robin hates me," she cried. "Why must I be such a clorbag?"
End Flashback
Unknown to anyone, a shadow was in the hall, overhearing her. There was a communicator in her hand.
"Everything is going according to plan," she whispered to the communicator.
"Excellent," said a familiar purplish black haired girl. "Excellent."
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