"Balto!" Robin said. Beast Boy shook his head.

"Uh, All Dogs go to Heaven!" Starfire guessed.

"No man, try AGAIN."

"Old Yeller?"

"DUDE, ITS DANCES WITH WOLVES!" Beast Boy changed back from his wolf form, and crossed his arms. "A Tap dancing dog isn't exactly hard to figure out!"

"Starfire doesn't know what a wolf is yet, and you were supposed to do something all of us knew!" Robin crossed his arms in triumph, and watched Beast Boy's green skin fade into a crimson red.

"It shoulda been easy! She's seen that movie so many times now!" Starfire had recently rented many various movies, Dances with Wolves being her favorite.

"Oh yes! That movie is most excellent." Robin turned to her smiling softly.

"Do you know what a wolf is, Star?" He asked her.

"It is a . . . umm . . . drink?" Beast Boy turned around and muffled angrily, trying to think of a new charade.

"Starfire, a Wolf an animal. Its kinda vicious . . lots of teeth. But there aren't any around here, so that's why you haven't seen them. And they didn't exactly point out to the dog in the movie either. They just had him there, and everyone else knows he's a wolf."

"I see." Starfire said brightly, and smiled crooked. Sometimes she felt embarrassed when she didn't know something everyone else did. It was at those times she felt isolated, even though she knew she could never be.

"You almost done?" Cyborg asked impatiently. He was fiddling with mechanical fingers, taking them off and replacing them for entertainment.

"Wait . . . wait . . . I got one!" Beast Boy ran over to the kitchen counter, and he picked up an apple. He ran back over, took a bite, and fainted on the floor. Immediately Starfire ran over to her friends side.

"BEAST BOY! Awaken, please!' Beast Boy opened his eyes, and smiled.

"I'm sorry, Starfire. It was part of the charade."

"Oh." She said, standing from her knees. "I see."

"Snow White?" Raven said in a monotone from the corner of the room. One eye was open and staring at him, while she had her fingers curled and her legs crossed. Her cape dangled in the air, as she was levitated off the floor.

Beast Boy looked at her and shook his head. "I must be bad at this if only Raven can figure it out . . . she can read my mind." He shrugged, and headed to the kitchen to drink some soy milk.

Starfire sat on the couch gloomily, and watched as everyone prepared for either dinner or bed. The sun had already sunken deep into the ground. She floated over to the window, and pressed her fingers up against the pane. The chill of the outdoors lingered on her skin, until it grew red and numb. She looked out there, wondering how much there was left for her to learn. How much? She learned new things every day, but now it became tiresome. She felt as if she knew so little, and everyone else knew so much.

"Star?" She turned around to see Robin behind her, with a curious expression on his face. "Is something the matter?"

"Oh no, Robin. Some times I don't feel so smart, as I learn a new way every day. And I feel like you are teaching me everything . . . so I feel almost bad that you must do it all and waste your time on me." Robin smiled at her, motioned her into his arms. She did so accordingly, and could smell the sweet smell of Robin's shampoo drifting by her nose.

"Star, you know that isn't true. I love teaching you new things . . . I really do. And you shouldn't feel bad for that." Starfire smiled at him, and let go.

"Could you be kind enough, please, to tell me about 'Snow White?'" Starfire asked him politely, holding her hands. Robin laughed.

"It's a fairy tale. It's about this girl, Snow White, and the evil queen wants to kill her because she's the most beautiful in the land. So, 7 dwarfs take her in to protect her. One day a woman drops an apple off with Snow White, and it's poisonous so Snow White dies. "

"EEP!" Starfire said in response. Robin laughed.

"Don't worry, that's not the end. Then the prince . . ."

"GET OVER HERE YOU LITTLE . . ." Cyborg suddenly ran in between the friends as he was chasing Beast Boy, holding the real milk.

"HAHAH!" Beast Boy said as he turned into a bird and flew it off into an empty corner of the room. He stuck his tongue out at Cyborg, and then flew off to his room.

"Oh, your gonna PAY FOR THAT!" Cyborg ran after the green bird into the hallways, leaving Starfire and Robin speechless.

"I better go check on those two . . . wanna get the milk up there for me?" He smiled and ran into the hallway before Starfire could reply. She looked down onto the ground sadly, and flew over to where the carton of milk stood. She took it into her grasp, and looked down below at the room beneath her. It was here, she knew, she lived with her friends. Her confidantes. She couldn't imagine life without them.

Or were they the reason she couldn't learn more?

She sighed, and began to descend to the ground once more. Her toes touched the soft carpet, and she walked to the fridge the rest of the way. She grasped the door, opening it wide, and placed it where she knew it belonged.

But where did she belong?

She shook her head. How could she say these things? She belonged with the Teen Titans.

But her learning didn't have to.

She looked out the window, and saw instantly things she did not know. She recognized them, but not their names or what they did. She saw colors she knew no names of . . . and things she did not fully understand.

Tomorrow Robin will teach me, she decided.

Or . . . I can teach myself.

Starfire floated down the hallway, and looked at the door.

Should she go?

Yes. She should.

She opened the door, and walked down the flights of stairs. She landed on the bottom. And opened the door wide . . .

Freedom.

Now she could learn on her own.

She flew into the air, confused without the others there to guide her. She watched her reflection in the ocean as she passed by it, landing on the edge of Jump City. She looked around into the night, watching people pass and go. She watched couples cuddling next to brick walls, and dancing to music. She saw the cold huddled in jackets and coats, and she saw the poor sleeping on the sides of the roads.

Was this what she wanted to see?

"Here." She heard a voice whisper to her softly. She turned left, and right, seeing no one.

"Over here girl." She whisper was faint, and she could barely hear it. She felt as if the wind was whispering to her . . . unseen but widely noticed.

"You wish to learn, do you not?" A vaguely familiar yet strangely disguised voice said to her in taunting.

"Yes please. I wish to know. . . On my own."

"You shall . . . if you can catch me." Suddenly Starfire saw a swift movement, and began to chase it down. She followed it, jumping over bushes and flying over trees. She felt herself enter an alleyway, and immediately shot a starbolt to see.

It lit up the way, showing a cloaked figure standing before her. The face was darkened, and the robe moving swiftly against the wind. Starfire gasped as the stranger took hold of her wrist, and held her close. A sharp string penetrated her arm, and Starfire collapsed before she could defend herself. Her lids felt heavy, and they slowly sank to a closure, as Kitten unveiled her hood. She made an icy glare, and smirked at the Tamaranian's slumber.

"Hello there."