Disclaimer: I don't own Edgar Allen Poe's "The Fall of the House of Usher", and I wrote this chapter a while before the episode Employee of the Month, so the mention of Beast Boy's love of mopeds is completely coincidental with the episode. Also, I mean not to verbally bash any Windows 95's or any of the owners of said computers. I only mean to be funny, not insulting. Now, on with Chapter 3. I hope you like it.

Chapter 3- Poe and an Insanely Logical Discussion

The door to Raven's room quickly slid to a close as Beast Boy traveled into the room. If Raven was going to be Beast Boy, then he figured he'd humor her by being Raven. After all, she did think that she was actually the green boy who could shapeshift into animals and that he was the dark, creepy girl who could levitate and use her powers by saying those three magic words.

He walked about the room, finally getting a chance to study her room in greater detail without the looming threat of Raven bursting into the room and grinding him to a pulp at any moment. This was the chance he was waiting for a while now. He liked her a lot and wanted to get to know her better, but she didn't appear too friendly toward him. Although, he wondered why, after defeating Malchior the one evening a while back, she had suddenly embraced him a tight hug.

Maybe she was just stressed and needed someone to be there for her at the time, he would mentally tell himself.

But still, he wondered about what she truly thought of him and all of his silly little quirks.

Beast Boy sat down on her bed and looked around her dark, gloomy room.

He sighed. What was he to do about the current predicament but humor her?

Perhaps what he needed to do is hit her hard in the head again and maybe snap some logic back into the girl.

But he didn't want to do that. He didn't want to accidentally make things worse.

Most importantly, he didn't want to hurt his friend.

Beast Boy walked over to her dresser and saw an open book lying on top of it. He looked at it curiously and picked it up.

He read the title listed on the page.

"The Fall of the House of Usher, by Edgar Allen Poe." He stated out loud, "Aw, what the heck, I'll read it."

And so he sat himself down on Raven's bed with her book and began to read.

A couple of hours later, Robin went to Beast Boy's room to go see Beast Boy.

"Beast Boy?" He asked, knocking on the door.

"Yeah?" Came the female-voiced reply. Robin mentally smacked himself for forgetting that Raven had taken over Beast Boy's room as well as his outfit and personality. In fact, the only things of Beast Boy's that she didn't have were his powers and his body.

"Well… um… you missed dinner, and I thought you might want some. We made you some tofu dogs because we thought you were going to eat with us, but you didn't come, so I figured you might want them now and reheated them for you."

The door slid all the way open as the fuchsia and black clad girl stepped into the hallway.

"Aw, thanks, dude. I love tofu dogs," The girl grinned as she took the plate from his hands, "Oh, by the way, Robin, if you see Raven anytime soon, tell her that I'm really sorry for being a jerk to her earlier."

"Well actually, I was going to go and see Raven right now," Robin stated, having wanted to visit the actual Beast Boy in the first place. "I'm sure that Raven would appreciate it more if you apologized in person. Perhaps you should come with me," He commented, trying to avoid the use of the pronoun 'she' in his sentences for that Beast Boy was clearly not a she.

"Nah. As much as I'd want to go and see her, I'd only be a bother to her like I always am. I'm sure I'm the last person she wants to see right now." She smiled, "Plus, I've got tofu dogs that are waiting to be eaten."

"Well ok then, suits yourself. I'll see you later," Robin replied as he left off to Raven's room, feeling rather glad that she didn't come with him. He wanted to talk to Beast Boy alone about this, which he wouldn't have been able to do if she came along with him. Though he couldn't help but try and be nice to the troubled girl by offering for her to come with him to Raven's room.

He approached her room and knocked on the door.

"Beast Boy? You in there?" Robin asked, knowing that Beast Boy wasn't brainwashed.

"Yeah, I'm in here. What's up?" He replied from inside the room.

"I wanted to see if everything was ok. You didn't come down for dinner, and I was concerned because you… "

"Weren't hit in the head? Yeah, I know. Sorry that I didn't come down for dinner. I was too busy viewing Raven's room in detail, now that I am supposedly Raven," Beast Boy explained.

"In that case, since you are supposedly Raven, am I allowed in your room?"

"Well, since I'm not actually Raven, then sure, you can come in," The green boy replied as Robin entered Raven's room. Robin glanced around the room in search of his green companion, and found him sitting on Raven's bed, holding an open book in his hands.

"Um… you're reading… any reason why?"

"Well, when I was checking out her room, I found one of her books on her dresser open to some page, and I was tempted to see what exactly it is she reads anyway," He pointed to the book he was holding in his hands.

"What is it?" Robin asked.

"It was open to some story written by some Poe dude. Something about that rapper dude named Usher and his old creepy mansion."

Robin walked over to Beast Boy and looked over his shoulder.

"Beast Boy, the story isn't about the rapper named Usher."

Silence. For a moment, anyway.

"…Oh."

"Yeah."

A pause, then, "Dude, check this thing out though, it's no wonder why she's so creepy. Here, let me read you some of it."

And that he did. And not just normally read it out loud, oh no, he just had to go and read it in his telling-ghost-stories voice.

"During the whole of a dull, dark, and soundless day in the autumn of the year, when the clouds hung oppressively low in the heavens, I had been passing alone, on horseback, through a singularly dreary tract of country; and at length found myself, as the shades of the evening drew on, wit-"

"Beast Boy, I get your poi-"

"Within view of the melancholy House of Usher. I know not how it was- but, with the first glimpse of the building, a sense of insufferable gloom pervad-"

"I GET it, Beast Boy. You can stop reading it out loud n-"

"Pervaded my spirit. I say insufferable; for the feeling was unrelieved by any of that half-pleasurable, because poetic, sentiment, with which the mind usually receives even the sternest natural images-"

"BEAST BOY!"

"Ok, shutting up now."

There was silence again for a moment until Robin broke it.

"Anyways, don't go trying to be Raven now. We don't need two Titans having identity crises around here." Robin said, "Oh, and Raven kind of went and ate your dinner. She's suddenly got a thing for tofu now."

"Figures." Beast Boy said as he stood from the bed and turned to face Robin. "Oh well, I kinda wanted to talk to you guys anyway about how to fix all of this. Got any ideas?" He asked while setting the book down on the bed.

"Not besides hitting her really hard in the head again, no," Robin replied.

"Drat. That was my idea too," Beast Boy remarked.

"Then I guess the best idea for now is to wait a couple of days and see if things get worse. I think I'll call a meeting later tonight to discuss the situation and what we're going to do if there's trouble." The boy wonder stated, "After all, since she thinks she's you, she's not going to be using her powers because she doesn't think she has them."

And thus, a light bulb appeared above the greener one's head.

"That's it!"

"What's it, Beast Boy?"

"What if we try to show her things that would help her get back to her old self again? Things that I love and the real her can't stand, but since she's Beast Boy now, she'll be forced to like them. And slowly over time, she'll realize that she really never did like them and therefore not want to be Beast Boy anymore!" He explained.

After a moment of pondering, Robin came to a conclusion, "Interesting idea, but there's one problem."

"There is?"

"She practically IS you. She now walks, talks, and BREATHS Beast Boy. She doesn't like the things that Raven likes anymore because she's Beast Boy now. She now likes tofu dogs, she likes playing video games, and she likes the idea of picking up chicks in mopeds. Face it; she's living your life now. She may as well be green with shapeshifting powers, but she's not. That's the only thing that stands between her and the real you."

A pause, then:

"Hey, how'd you know about the moped thing?"

"… Who doesn't?"

"…Good point."

Another pause, which again was broken by Beast Boy.

"So, what do we do? We can't just sit around and let her think she's me and that I'm her. I can't just be kicked out of my own room like this by an impostor! She won't let me go in there! She's all like 'Dude, you never let me in your room, so why should I let you in mine?' One: I wouldn't act like that! If she actually showed the sign that she knew I existed by wanting to see me, then I would let her visit! It's not that often that Raven warms up to people and shows a little emotion now and then! It's always 'Get out of my room,' or 'Go away,' or 'I want to be left alone,' but yet I still try and be nice to her, even when she treats me like dirt! Two: She's only saying that I never let her in my room because at the time it was HER who never let ME in HER room!"

My, my, it looked like Rage was having a little fun today in the mind of "Raven." However, Robin stayed rather calm after Rage's bout of fury, and replied with the following statement:

"Well… she, as Beast Boy, thinks that you, who is the real Beast Boy, is her, Raven. She doesn't completely act like you because she doesn't know that you would act differently. She probably thinks that you, as yourself, wouldn't let her, as Raven, in your room because she's never gone to see you in your room before. Therefore, she makes the assumption that since Raven never let Beast Boy in her room when he came to see her, that Beast Boy wouldn't do likewise for Raven even if only on a blue moon would Raven actually go out of the way to Beast Boy's room to visit him."

And thus passed minutes in which the gears in Beast Boy's head slowly cranked in the information and processed it with the speed of an old Windows 95 on its last leg. Robin made a mental note to speak not as wordily in the future when around Beast Boy.

"You ok, Beast Boy?" He asked the pondering green one.

"Yeah… I didn't realize it until you said it… she's probably got a lot of false impressions about me… because she doesn't know me… but hey, that's her fault for not getting to know me better."

"Perhaps why it's a good idea if you pretend that you are Raven and act like you give a care about her, as Beast Boy, so that she does think differently of you, as Raven. Even though you're telling me that you, as yourself, give a care about her, as Raven, it seems like that she doesn't know it too well."

"Yeah, but… when she originally woke up, she didn't think I was Raven, she just thought I was some Beast Boy impersonator. Then again, her, as Beast Boy was probably mad that someone was trying to duplicate "the real deal"…"

Robin commented, "And also that you, as yourself, are currently mad that she's trying to duplicate you, the real Beast Boy."

"Of course. I'm more unique when there's only one of me. Plus, there's plenty of me to go around, so why make two of me?" He did one of his famous goofy grins, "Now, how about we get me some dinner. I'm starving here!"

Robin smiled. Beast Boy was still the same old Beast Boy, no matter who was trying to take over his life.

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