A/N: I have here the third chapter of my newest story, YEAH BABY! In this 3rd part, Beast Boy makes his first paper deliveries, and Raven has a big suprise in store for her. Read on
Ch. 3
The Musty Ol' Paperboy
"Ah, here she is," John said, reaching into the back of the open white van. He turned around, and in his arms he carried a shiny red bike with a metal basket in between the handle bars for the papers. Beast Boy's eyes watered from the shininess (didn't know that was actually a word!) and muttered: "Beautiful…"
"She sure is," John said proudly, setting the bike down in front of Beast Boy and patting the comfy-looking seat, "we just got her last week." The green changeling approached the bike and slowly got on it, getting a good feel for his temporary new ride.
"Well, here are your commodities," John said, tossing the small stack of neatly folded papers into the basket, "Are you ready…Beast Boy, right?"
"I was born ready," he replied fiercely, snapping a black helmet onto his head and standing fully erect on the bike. John chuckled as he walked over to the side of the garage and flipped open a small box.
"Well, good luck," the large man replied to Beast Boy, and he pressed a button inside the box. Slowly, the large garage door opened with a loud screeching noise, and the light from the afternoon sun flooded into the room. Beast Boy, with a smirk on his face, suddenly took off into the back alley, peddling as hard as he could to his nearest paper route. John watched Beast Boy as he rounded another corner and disappeared, and muttered to himself, "That's one damn eager kid. Hope he can get the job done."
And with that he walked back into his office to do more work.
"Azarath, metrion, zinthos. Azarath, metrion, zinthos…Azarath…" Raven stopped and opened her eyes, looking annoyed. "Ok mind," she thought to herself as sat on the floor in the middle of her dark room, "why can't I concentrate?" But she already knew the answer to her question: because she was in love. Raven sighed and stood up.
"Do you feel it?" Love's voice suddenly echoed in her head, "Raven, you can't deny this feeling like all the others; this one is different."
"Yeah…I guess it is," Raven thought, feeling her tension over Beast Boy start to ease up, "I…I do love him."
Suddenly, Raven felt as though a heavy burden had been lifted off her chest, and her body felt a hundred times lighter.
"Good Raven," Love said happily to her, "that didn't hurt a bit now did it?"
"No…I guess I didn't." For once in a very long time, Raven smiled to herself at the thought of her green teammate. It felt so good to just admit her feelings to herself for once.
But suddenly, Raven thought to herself: "What if Beast Boy doesn't like me? What then?" Love smiled and shook her head at Raven's last-minute denial attempt.
"The probability of that is one in one-thousand," Knowledge said abruptly, almost as if she was expecting the question, "Basically Raven, he more than likely loves you too."
Love smiled at Knowledge and quietly thanked her. She nodded and smiled back feebly.
"Good," Raven thought to herself contently, taking a seat on her bed, "…I wonder what he's up to right now."
"Gooooooooooood morning Jump City!" Beast Boy called at the top of his lungs, tossing his first paper at the first house in the cul-de-sac; it landed on the welcome mat perfectly. "Score!" he yelled, throwing his free arm up in victory as he continued pedaling to the next house, "Go Beast Boy, go Beast Boy. There's nobody who can best Beast Boy!" When he neared the second house the titan quickly drew out another rolled paper from the basket, and when he passed the next house tossed it into the open mail box with ease. "Oh, you're good," he said to himself with a grin, "maybe too good."
As Beast Boy rode to the next house in this peaceful neighborhood, he noticed an old man with a walker, dressed in a light blue bath robe, slowly making his way down the sidewalk to his mailbox.
"Huh, I think I've seen that dude somewhere before," Beast Boy thought to himself, but he merely shrugged to himself and pulled out another paper. When the old man reached the edge of the sidewalk he noticed Beast Boy, and smiled a toothless grin.
"Well hey there little fella," he said to Beast Boy, sounding rather happy.
"Uhh…hi," Beast Boy said, riding up to the old man slowly and handing him the newspaper, "here's your paper old dude."
"I hope you bringin' me the good news today paper boy," the old man said merrily, taking the paper and tucking it under his arms, "Well…I got a tip in my pocket for ya', but my arthritis…"
"Oh no no," Beast Boy quickly, shifting his weight on his bike, "I don't accept ti…"
He stopped suddenly, remembering why he had gotten the job in the first place, and smiled maliciously; the more money for him, the faster he would get that speedster 7000 moped. Seeing his smile, the old man suddenly got excited, but only continued to smile calmly with a twinkle in his eye.
"Well…I guess I could accept one tip," Beast Boy said slowly, but then something told him that he shouldn't, not from this creepy guy. "Nah," he said finally, shaking his head (much to the old man's disappointment), "But thanks anyway old dude, I appreciate it."
"Ohhh, alright," the old man said sadly, but then he quickly perked up and added, "Do you like popsicles little boy? I got some popsicles in my cellar."
Beast Boy shook his head once again and said, "Thanks anyways, but I gotta finish delivering these papers before nine or I'm fired."
"Oh, well we wouldn't want that now would we?" said the old man with another one of his creepy smiles.
"…Yeah," Beast Boy said slowly, "I guess we wouldn't. Well, I'll see ya again tomorrow old dude."
"Alllllrighty," he replied cheerfully.
And without another word the green changeling rode to the next house, still thinking to himself, "Gosh, where the heck have I seen that dude before!" But, thanks to Raven, Beast Boy's memory wasn't serving him so well, and he presently forgot all about the old disturbing pedophile.
Meanwhile, back by the sidewalk, the old man watched as Beast Boy left, and muttered after him: "Get your skinny ass back here, you son of a bitch…" (Family Guy viewers you know I had to put that in! lol)
"Staaaaaaarfire!" Robin called out, his voice echoing throughout the halls of Titan's Tower, "STARFIRE!" As Robin took a turn at an intersection of the hallway, Raven poked her head out of her room and spotted the boy wonder walking past her door. "Robin," she called to him in her monotone voice. He jumped up in surprise and nearly had a heart attack when he heard Raven's voice, but quickly regained his composure and looked back at her.
"W-what is it Raven?" Robin said to her calmly.
"Why are you calling out Starfire's name?" "Well, I haven't seen her around the tower in awhile. I've been looking high and low, but I still haven't found her." He paused, then inquired, "Have you seen her anywhere Raven?"
Raven shook her hooded head and replied, "Nope, sorry. Haven't seen her cheery self since a few hours ago."
Robin sighed. "Well, I'm gonna keep looking for her. Tell me if you see any sign of her."
The dark goth nodded and retreated back into the seclusion of her room. Robin looked around the hallway as if Starfire might pop out from a wall any minute, and then walked off to continue searching the tower. As he rounded yet another corner, Robin passed Starfire's bathroom and heard a sudden splash from inside. Curious, he walked over to the door and knocked twice. He waited for a few seconds, but there was no response from inside. Robin pressed his ear against the door and listened hard, but could hear nothing. Finally, he pressed his hand against the door, and it slid open with a whoosh. Robin peered inside and gave a yelp at what he saw. The entire bathtub was filled almost to the ceiling with pink foamy bubbles, and the faint sound of running water could be heard from within the giant pink mass.
"S-Starfire?" Robin called out nervously, approaching the bathtub slowly, "are… you here?" Suddenly, a giggle came from the bubbles, and a hand emerged and grabbed Robin by the collar, pulling him in with a 'splash!'
"Why, how very nice of you to join me…," a very naked Starfire said to Robin seductively, pulling him closer to her in the water and foam. The bathroom door slid shut slowly, and more giggling and splashing could be heard from within…
As Raven sat back onto her bed, she glanced out of her window at the vast blue ocean and admired its beauty. Ever since she had admitted her love of Beast Boy, Raven felt like a completely new person. Every little thing that she never had seen much pleasure in, like the beauty of nature, now made her heart swell with joy. Smiling, Raven began to hum a random tune to herself, when all of a sudden there was a loud bang from inside her large trunk; the trunk where she kept Malchior's book.
"What in Azarath's name was that?" She wondered to herself, sitting up off her bed and eyeing the trunk watchfully, as if some hulking dragon might emerge any second. "Malchior?" Raven called out softly, walking over to the trunk slowly, "Is that you, you lying double-crosser?"
No response, only utter silence. When it was within arm's reach, Raven place a hand on the trunk, and felt the latch with her index finger. She stood there hesitantly, wondering whether she should open the trunk or not.
"Guess what's behind door number two!"
Raven laughed a little at the thought, and then suddenly unlatched the trunk's lock and flipped it open. She peered inside, and saw his book, glowing brightly with a white aurora. Slowly, Raven reached inside and pulled the book out. Suddenly, it leaped from her hands and fell on the floor with a clatter. Then, before Raven could do anything else, Malchior's book flipped open by itself and a human hand suddenly emerged from the pages.
"No…" Raven gasped to herself, stepping away from the book, "Not again…"
The book shook more violently as a muscular figure pulled itself out of the glowering vortex, and into the world.
"…Not this time you won't Malchior!" Raven said fiercely, her hands beginning to glow black, "I won't let…"
She stopped suddenly, and let out a soft gasp of awe as the man turned to her, his white eyes gazing at her.
"Raven…"the handsome dark night said in a voice similar to Malchior's, "I have heard so much about you from that dreaded dragon. I am amazed that my magic grew strong enough to allow me to cross into your world." He walked over to Raven, who was still speechless, and took her hand gently. "Raven," he said slowly, kneeling before her, "It is me… the great warrior Rorek."
Dum dum dum! That was my last minute random twist, was it good? I neeeeeeeeed feedback on my chapters, so good reviews would be nice. So, what will happen? Will Raven fall for Rorek and leave Beast Boy? And will the author of this story stop asking so many rhetorical questions?
