Well... I know I said I'd wait for 10 reviews, but... I just wanted to write up more of Mimic's story! As always, in your reviews write stuff like what you'd like to see, any couplings you like me to write in (Though I doubt that'll happen.), and questions or suggestions, or anything you just want to tell me. I'm all ears- Or in this case, eyes! Oh, and this part takes place one week after she appeared in the city, just so ya know.
It's mostly about Mimic's place among the Titans, and her views of them- it doesn't really progress the plot, but hey, it's a fun filler.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Teen Titans. If I did... Mwahaha, I would be one happy girl. BUT! I do own Mimic-chan, her story and her powers. That came from my own mind- You steal and I shall hunt you down with a spork! ('Course, I don't doubt that no one else came up with her obvious powers...)
Cautiously, she opened the clean white door. She was taking a risk- the last time she had attempted to open this door, the sight within had been so hidious, so disgusting she couldn't touch any food for a day. Her eyes, which had closed in fear of what she was about to see, forced their way open; she screamed and lept back. Glaring viciously around the room, she searched for the one responsible for the horrible sight. "I thought you promised to clean out the fridge!" She shouted angrily, the blue fuzziness of the food making her nausious. Mimic, the newest Titan-in-Training, certainly needed to get used to certain things.
Grinning, the green one stepped into view. "Heh, sorry Mimic- None of us knew who's turn it was to clean it, and there's no way I'm gonna do work if I don't have to!" He appologized in an indirect way, rubbing the back off his head. In the background the clear sounds of a video game (Probably racing, Mimic assumed) blaired, acompained by "You can't catch me! You want to catch me, but you- You caught me! How did you catch me!" and silent determination.
Mimic sighed, shaking her head yet in dismay, yet she was grinning. "You guys are slobs, you know that? The fridge is overtaken by mold! Don't tell me the mighty Teen Titans have finally met their match?" She teased him, brushing her dark hair behind one ear. One week... She had been with the Titans for one week. She had never felt more at home here than anywhere else. To think she wasn't the only odd one... What a good feeling! She knew there were clear differences, but, if she didn't think about them too much they were easy to forget around the Titans.
She didn't quite hear what Beast Boy was saying as she walked out into the huge TV room. Mimic vaugly thought she heard something about high score and Cyborg cheating... But when did she not? Whenever they weren't fighting over pizza, fighting baddies (Of which only a few minor ones had showed up- nothing really exciting, like Slade that first night she wanded into town), or training, you could bet Cyborg, Beast Boy and Robbin would be duking it out on that racing game, Beast Boy and Cyborg always acusing each other of doing something unsavory to rig the game. Occasionally Mimic would join in, but she wasn't too terribly good... And there were other complications, after all...
Stopping herself from thinking about such negative things and evaporating her good mood, Mimic was just about to leap over onto the sofa facing the huge TV when a now-familiar voice rang out to them. "Greetings, friends! I have finally completed the preparations for our true acceptance of our new friend into our team! I must say, never has the Pudding of Friendship been so delicious- almost like the delicious yellow drink we once had!" Without thinking, each of them cringed- not because they weren't happy to see Starfire, but each of them were imagining how revolting that pudding could be if Star thought it was good- and the comparison to mustard was just weird.
Beast Boy wasn't afraid to voice his opinions. "Mustard! You mean this Friendship Pudding or whatever tastes like MUSTARD! That's it, there is no way I am eating it! You remember the Pudding of Sadness? What if it tastes like /that!" He cried out idignatly, leaping behind a counter and hiding from Star's sight. Chuckling slightly at how bizzare- though not nearly as bizarre as she was in comparison, Mimic reminded herself -her new friends had become. Each was very unique in their own way to her. Starfire, Beast Boy and Cyborg were easy to crack- they wore their personalities on their sleeves most of the time. She had their personalities down in a day.
Raven and Robin weren't so easy, on the other hand. True, after a bit she did get Raven's vibe across well enough to get at least a slight base of what she was like, but Robin... Robin was a true mystery, even to Mimic, who prided herself on her skill at understanding people. But still, Robin still eluded her. It was almost frusterating to the typically happy-go-lucky girl. Even though she'd been through hell in her lifetime, somehow, she was still happy-go-lucky... Was that a blessing or a curse, she often wondered.
"Starfire, on this planet we don't need to celebrate by force-feeding ourselves vile-tasting puddings." The dark drawl of Raven, the least cheerful of the crew, stated calmly and cooly as she appeared, the final member of the team to show. Almost always lurking in her room or meditating, Mimic really hadn't talked to her all that much. She sometimes contemplated joining Raven in her meditation, for it seemed like something that could be helpful to Mimic, but was always slightly afraid of what the reaction might be. She really did not want to get on Raven's bad side!
"But, we have had such peaceful times and the blessing of a new member of our team! Surely we must celebrate!" Starfire pressed on, looking pleadingly at each of the Titans in turn, even Mimic, the low man on the totem pole as of then. Did Star want to welcome Mimic into the Teen Titans or did she just want an excuse to see the revolted expressions of the Titans...? "Think of how sad Mimic shall be if we do not welcome her properly!"
Stepping into the slight debate, Mimic waved a hand dismissivly. "No, really Starfire, I'm fine... I feel plenty welcome just being trusted with the sight of your food." She replied in her slightly dreamy yet solid, melodious tone, before falling back suddenly to hang upside-down from the top of the sofa- somehow, she managed to lose her balance as she sat on the back of the sofa, almost landing sprawled out across both Cyborg and Robin's laps. That would've been QUITE the awkward moment, but luckily she wound up simply staring at the upside-down TV screen with her head on the cusion between the two, Beast Boy laughing hysterically from behind his counter.
"Dude! That was hilarious, Mimic! How do you lose your balance like that! It's like when you tripped down the flights of stairs yesterday!" He laughed hysterically, harping on one of Mimic's visable, shown flaws. Perhaps it was due to the fact she was always changing body parts into that of other humanoid forms, or perhaps she just couldn't walk in platform boots- who knew why, but Mimic was one amazingly clumsy person! It never ceased to amuse Beast Boy and occasionally Cyborg, but still, their laughter made her both please and rather embarassed.
Just as Robin was about to join in the conversation (Probably some lecture on how she needed to become less clumsy, for it could lose them a battle possibly or something, Mimic thought- Robin didn't seem to think to highly of her, or so she felt. Maybe it was because he was upset he needed help from her to defeat Slade...?), the game upon the large screen disapered in to a flashing 'ALERT!' screen. The flourescent lights in the room began flashing red. "Titans! It's Slade- move out, NOW!" Before any of them could even blink, Robin blazed past them all towards the nearest exit, toppling Mimic over just as she had finally stood up.
Cyborg caught her easily with one arm, shaking his head slightly. "Man, that guy really has gone totally Slade-obsessed lately... Well, we better follow him, though he'd probably prefer to do it himself, y'know."He said, letting go of her once she regained her balance and ran off after Robin. With a 'Wait for me, please!' type of call, Starfire flew after him quickly, as did Raven as she rolled her eyes slightly at the stupidity of it all. Beast Boy looked over at him with a wicked grin.
"Yeah, ever since you just showed up there to distract him for the perfect opening, he's been, like, even more hardcore." He told her before running off at an unusually high rate of speed. But off course he'd be running faster- Mimic, who had already proved the fact that she was an abnormally fast runner, was right behind him, glaring and probably thinking of was to defeat not Slade but Beast Boy himself.