Cyborg's Fic
"I wanted to pull Beast Boy's name so I could get him back for the time he switched my toothpaste with that AD Ointment™. But that's cool, I got Robin. Robin, you're like the little big brother I never had, never wanted, but got anyway! I feel your pain. This one's yours!"
It Ain't Right! by ScrapMetal61
A reflection on life. It just ain't right, man! (Rob/Rae) Sorry, Star, no offense!
PG – English or some variation of it anyway! – Angst - Chapters: 1 - Words: 431 - Reviews: 0 - Updated: 3-12-05 - Published: 3-12-05
Watchin' your parents die is just flat up wack! He should know 'cause he saw them fall. He couldn' do nuthin either. It ain't right. It just ain't right. He grew up a master's apprentice until he got out on his own. He wanted to be different from his mentor. He didn't want to be alone. His own home, his own team. He would show the world what he could do. He was ready to grow up. His big chance. Things weren't always the best but he continued to live. His obsession, his paranoia, drove them away. They left him except one. She had a dark past like him. They concealed their true selves from the world. They understood each other. She saw his dark secrets. She let him into her mind. Her mother was taken by a demon. It just ain't right.
They faced the world together. Bring it on, yo! How many lonely nights went by? Jus' those two against the world. He wanted to kiss her, but one kiss could destroy the world. Her emotions could cause It to get stronger. That's messed up! He took his chances. At least he could die happy. One brush of her lips wasn't enough. He tried again. She responded. Aw yeah! Sumthin's goin' right! More pressure. They embraced. She felt the darkness rising. It was lurkin' inside her all the time. She tried to keep It under control, but It got stronger. She didn't want to die, but she didn't want to live being enslaved to It. He wanted to help her. Who else could or would? He held on to her. She wanted to be with him. But, she pushed him away. Soon, she left too. It was for their own good. Alone again.
Something's missin' in his life. To live and die a bitter ol' man. That ain't gonna happen! Not to him. He wanted another chance. He wanted his team back. He wanted his soulmate back. He went out to find her. He searched. He looked. He didn't find them or her. They jus' didn't want to be found.
So what's up? Nuthin' really. Jus' a bitter spikey-haired young man angry at the world. He found himself another place. He destroyed his childhood uniform. He would make another. He would use a different name. Life ain't fair sometimes. He stood overlooking his city. Him against them. One lone vigilante, just like his mentor. His worst fear has happened. Here he stands…alone. What a rotten life! He will live alone, die alone. What a wretched life! It ain't right. It just ain't!
The End
Robin and Raven sat dreadfully still. Neither could look at the other. Cyborg's story had really affected Robin. It wasn't because he had been paired up with Raven, but that he really was afraid of ending up like Bruce Wayne. Robin never forgot Starfire's description of him in a possible future. Free…and alone. He tried to shake it off. Beast Boy finally broke the tension.
"Dude! Sweet! And here I thought you were going to do sci-fi!"
"I was. But I wanted to do what wasn't expected of me."
Raven and Robin were trying to act casual. She spoke up. "Um, it was dark and depressing. Ieee, liked it."
"Uh, yeah," said Robin.
"I thoroughly enjoyed your story!"
"You did, Star?"
"Indeed, Cyborg. Your paring was more believable than mine. I have much to learn about the fiction of the fandom."
Cyborg smiled and sat down.
"You've got mail!"
The Titans turned and faced the computer.
Beast Boy jumped up and ran to it. "Alright, reviews!"
Robin was perplexed. "Beast Boy how did…never mind! What did they say?"
"Most of them loved Starfire's fic!"
Cyborg sunk into the sofa. I'm never gonna live this down!
"Ultimate R-Man thought Raven was more of a free verse writer." Beast Boy turned to Raven. "I think your rhyming kinda threw him off! I'm assuming it's a 'him'. I mean…the R-Man thing…anyway! CastellGanAwen said that Sara-Lee is a brand of ham, Starfire."
"I thought it was cheesecake," Robin wondered.
sings 'Nobody does it like Sara-Lee'
"A couple of people like sillymail and Maraina85 were apologizing. Something about a losing a mother. Well, thanks anyway guys. We're cool! We've learned to live and laugh!"
Cyborg blurted out. "Wait a minute! Wasn't Maraina85 the one that gave me that pen name?"
"Yep!"
"Just wait till I…"
"Dude, hold up! She's a member. You can look her up later."
"Okay, Beast Boy, do a couple more and then it's my turn." Robin had already gotten up and was facing everyone.
"Ummm, oh here's one! Ersatz thinks Starfire might be the next Virginia Wolfe!"
"Please, I am confused. Is Ersatz a male or female?"
"You got me, Star! It's hard to tell with many of them sometimes. According to the bio, this person is Welsh. Sweet! People like renayumi, kariakanna, Rose, Terra Logan, eventisespirit and Invisigirl said 'lol' in some form or another."
"What does 'lol' stand for?" Cyborg scratched his head in confusion.
"Dude, you obviously don't know anything about internet lingo. It means lap of luxury!"
"I don't think so." Raven crossed her arms.
"Whatever it means, it sounds like a good thing." Said Cyborg.
"This has gone on long enough," said Raven.
The Titans turned back around to face Robin. "Robin, go!"
Robin was taken back as Starfire, Cyborg, and Beast Boy let out a round of laughter. Even Raven let out a giggle.
"Sorry, man," said Cyborg," We've been waiting to do that for a long time now!"
Next up! Faster than a flaming review! More powerful than a Microsoft Word spellchecker! Able to leap gaping plot holes in a single paragraph! It's…Robin and Beast Boy's fanfic! Yes, friends, be amazed at BB's complete lack of ability to make a subject and a verb agree! Stand in awe as the most heinous crimes are committed against the English language! Tempers will flare, expectations will be lowered, and virtgrad will quit writing fanfics at 3:00 in the morning and work on her doctoral dissertation!
Seriously folks, it won't be THAT bad. Quite frankly, it won't be THAT good either. If the Lord wills, see ya in a week! God bless!
