Peace; The Feud's End

by S.H.M.J.

S.: Here's chapter three of Peace!

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Terra hopped on a rock and flew it as fast as she could to the meeting spot. She flew so fast that pine trees were scraping her hand to the point of drawing blood. When she finally arrived, Firefly was already there. They made eye contact. "Oh, Terra, I'm sorry! I just heard one of your teammates got hurt - by Pyroticus!" Terra nodded. "Beast Boy's arms are very badly burned," she reported. Firefly's eyes filled with sorrow. "It was your boyfriend?" Terra turned slightly red, but nodded.

"We often sneak out of the Tower together so we can be by ourselves. It's something we do all the time," she said. Firefly stamped her foot angrily. "Don't blame yourself, Terra. It's all because of this ridiculous feud! If the Titans and Slade were friends, Flora could make a healing ointment for Beast Boy." Terra looked around anxiously. "That's why I came tonight. Robin is furious and swears revenge. If we don't stop this feud, someone else will get hurt. It might be you. It might be Pyroticus, or Flora."

Firefly blinked. "But what can we do? We are not the leaders!" she cried. Terra shook her head. "No, but we are smart enough to know that this fighting has to stop. And I have an idea of how we can end it - but you have to help me," Terra said with more confidence than she felt.

Terra did not get much sleep that night. Bad dreams and her overactive imagination tormented her. But the next morning, she got up, streached, and did everything as if nothing was out of the ordinary. Then she went for a walk outside the Tower, where she found a basket. Contained inside a jug and a letter addressed to the Titans. She grabbed the basket and went inside. After much debate, Raven ended up being the one to read it. It said:

'Dear Titans,

This is a black currant ointment for Beast Boy's arms. Put it on the wound twice a day.

Signed: Flora; of Slade.'

The Titans all looked at each other in surprise. Robin frowned. "What kind of idiots do they take us for? The herbs are probably poison." There was an agreement from the Titans - except for Terra. "What if those herbs really are healing? We'd be throwing out something that could help Beast Boy!" she said. Robin frowned at her. "How we trust anything of Slade's?" he demanded. Terra didn't give up. "Look, I have a cut on my hand. We can try it on that. If it doesn't get worse, we'll put it on BB's burns." Robin slowly agreed. By nightfall, her hand looked better. So then they smeared it on Beast Boy's arms and bandaged them. The next morning, his arms looked much better.

Now Terra decided to activate the next part of her plan. She went to Robin and said, "Robin, since that minion did something nice for us, shouldn't we do something for them?" Now Robin looked at her as if she had gone mad. "Why?" he asked. Terra frowned. "We never asked them to make the ointment. We should do something nice for them, since the did this for us." Robin shook his head. "Terra, they are our enimies. We don't help - " "Then why did they help us?" Terra interupted. Robin sighed. "Alright, but what can we give them?"

That night, Raven was sent to one of Slade's residences with a basket filled with jewels that Starfire had been trying to get rid of for ages. In the basket was a note, saying:

'Thank you for the ointment. Please accept this token of our gratitude.

Signed: the Titans.'

The very next morning, another basket appeared outside the Tower. Inside were black currant leaves, with a long letter explaining how to make the ointment as well as a recipe for making tarts. Starfire was quick in making the delicious treats, which they agreed to send over to Slade that night.

This time, Robin took the basket to give to Slade. As he placed it on the ground, Slade stepped out of the shadows. For a moment, they both stared at each other. Then Slade said, "Robin. Please, forgive my minion for harming your friend.We hope the ointment helped." Robin nodded. "It did, and we thank you." Slade nodded. "I am very happy that we were tricked into ending this feud," he said. Robin looked surprised, so Slade added, "Your teammate, Terra, and one of my minions, Firefly, have become good friends recently and they have been sneaking out to meet every week." Now Robin looked shocked. "Terra wouldn't. She knows better -" he began. That's when Firefly and Terra stepped out of the shadows. "Terra!" Robin exclaimed. "Well, this explains a lot!" Terra nodded. "I just couldn't stand all this fighting. Neither could Firefly."

For a moment, Robin said nothing. Then he extended his hand to Slade. "For their sake, the fighting must stop," he said firmly. Slade nodded, gripping Robin's hand in agreement. Then he sniffed. The scent of the tarts was very strong in the night air. "Now that we are friends, why don't we call the rest of our team and eat those tarts you've brought?" With everyone laughing, they all entered Slade's headquarters, feeling a true sense of peace for the very first time.

THE END

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