Teen Titans: The Art of Indifference
By SRC
Disclaimer: I don't own anything you recognize.
The tea kettle whistled cheerfully and insistently, warning the young Titan that the water was at a gently rolling boil. Closing her eyes she allowed herself ten seconds of peace just listening to the comforting sound. Afterwards, she uncurled herself from the chair she had occupied and swiftly turned the burner off mid-whistle before it woke up the others.
Well Robin and Star, anyways.
Robin had trained himself to sleep like his name-sake, a bird; waking up by a slight draft or a squeaky floor board. He told her that sleeping lightly could save your life in certain situations. Robin once confided to Raven that he sometimes woke up 10-15 times a night.
Starfire was slightly different case. Raven knew, after a weekend of –not so careful- observation that Star could not tolerate, or didn't like, or maybe just wasn't used to Earth's idea of furniture; mattresses in particular. Although Star never uttered a single complaint, she would never sit for long periods of time on a chair or sofa. Raven didn't think that the other Titans had caught on to this. They probably just chalked it up to Starfire's somewhat high-strung personality.
When Raven had inquired about this to Star directly, ('Hey. Star, how long is your attention span?) She had replied that her furniture poked and bit her, "like someone left forks in my covers of duvet!"
When Raven just stared at her with one eyebrow quirked, the pretty alien simply took her hand and led her friend into her room, like a child showing an adult something. There, she practically threw Raven on one side of the bed and then laid down next to her. After five passing minutes of both of them laying on their backs, staring at the ceiling, Raven turned her head to face Star's green eyes that sparkled with questions.
"Can you feel them?"
"No, nothing but this naucious feeling in my stomach from all these bright colors." It felt like a bed to Raven.
Star looked confused and sad, "How can you not feel them? They poke your back like bony fingers."
Another ten minutes later and Raven had helped strip Stars purple and pink bed of its sheets and multiple blankets until they mountained on the floor.
To make a long story short, Raven had concluded that what Star was actually feeling were the spring that supported the mattress.
"Oh joy, our very own princess and the pea." She had sarcastically mentioned to Robin after retelling her thirty minutes of insight with Starfire. Robin then mentioned something about Tamaran's gravity and after some minor research on the alien's planet, Raven realized that on Tamaran matter was less dense, and Raven imagined a mattress there was similar to sleeping on a cloud.
After that, Raven had gotten Robin to splurge for one of those springless mattresses for her. While Star was ecstatic and grateful as Raven knew she would be, Star would still wake up fairly easy and noise was always a factor. Apparently once you have slept on a cloud nothing else would cut it.
Cyborg was charging at night and would continue doing so until 7:38. Raven appreciated that little bit of stability in her life. Cyborg was the epitome of clockwork. At 7:45 he would stroll out from his "shower" smelling of icy aftershave, a smellthat seemed to deeply relax Raven, and crest mint toothpaste. Then, he would hangout in the kitchen until 8:30 usually with Raven and Star. After that he would sometimes go watch TV, or work on his baby, or pop in the training room to work out with Robin.
Beast Boy could sleep through the apocalypse.
Raven herself wasn't much of a sleeper these days. Not that it mattered much. Sleep wasn't really necessary for her sustenance anyways. As long as she had about three hours of rest a day, meditation filled in the gaps.
Besides, she liked being the first one up anyways.
AN: This is my first Teen Titans fan fiction. If the reviews are positive I just may type out the rest of what is written in my notebook.
Although I have only seen a few episodes of Teen Titans, it is safe to sayI am addicted. Raven is so much fun to write! I promise that this will have a plot, but it may take a few chapters. As they say, "Rome wasn't built in a day".
So with that said… Please review! If you don't review, there is a good chance I will develop a stutter. Puh-puh-puh-puh-lease don't do this to me!
