I'm back! I know, this story sucks. Thank you spiecas for your loyal reviewing, and a little rhyme. Now, to the disclaimer!

Disclaimer: unfortunately, Lisa and I have been hospitalized. Or, at least, I have. I took Lisa in and they took me to the mental ward. Oh well, there's free food and stuff here. And oh yeah, I don't own the Avatar or the Teen Titans.

About a week later I came down from Terra's room ready. I had been thinking about Terra all night. I needed to ask the Titans a question. The klorma horg or whatever it was called hung reassuringly from my wrist. They were my friends. They wouldn't let me down… would they?

As I walked into the kitchen/living room, I heard another argument. Obviously everyone was sick of having just waffles for breakfast. I couldn't blame them; the syrup was starting to give me a constant stomachache. "Why don't we all just make our own breakfasts and not worry about what everyone else eats?" I asked, but it was no go. Beast Boy started complaining that he had been almost every animal, and if his friends ate meat, they would be eating him, sort of. Than Cyborg started yelling about how he needs his meat and tofu tastes really bad. I almost turned around and went right back to Terra's room, but I still needed to ask them something that was important, or at least, important to me.

Once the great breakfast war had been settled, we all sat down and ate breakfast. I suddenly realized that Raven was staring at me. I looked up and she said, "you know you're still in your pajamas, right?" it was so embarrassing! I sprang up and ran to Terra's room. I must have been so preoccupied with my question that I had forgotten to get dressed!

I hurriedly pulled on a gray T-shirt and a pair of jeans. Of course, then I put on my favorite hat. I think this must have been the first time the Titans had seen me without it. I tried to ride a small wave down to the kitchen, but I lost control of the water and hit the wall instead. Ow, I think I might have sprained my wrist. No matter how hard I try I can't master that move. By now I was outside of the kitchen doorway. I walked in, rubbing my wrist. I hoped I could still bend. But right now that wasn't important. I needed to ask them my question.

"Um, guys?" I said. They all looked up at me. "I know this sound really weird, but can you, um, take me to Terra's grave? Please? I won't be able to believe it if I don't see the proof."

"Terra has become her own gravestone, you wouldn't want to see her." Raven said.

"Please guys. I just keep dwelling on the fact that she might still be alive. If I keep this idea in my head I'll just end up even more upset when I realize it isn't true."

The Titans looked at each other in a way that told me they really didn't want me to see her grave, but I just had to.

Finally, Robin shrugged. "She has a right to see it, whether or not we want to show her. But before we go, we desperately need to train." He looked straight at me. "You've been living with us for a week and we haven't seen your power once." At this I glanced at Starfire's water glass. I quickly made it jump up into the air and do a sort of dance. They all stared at it.

"That's not much, but I don't want to get the tower all wet." I said, hoping they wouldn't notice that I was only using my left hand. They didn't. We made arrangements. We would train for an hour or two, and then they would take me to… Terra's grave. Robin got up and walked out of the room, muttering something about "changing into training clothes" the guy wears the same thing for everything, for crying out loud! Actually, I thought, I must be the only one in the tower right now who wears a different outfit everyday.

From the hallway we heard Robin's voice, "who left the hallway soaking wet?" Oops. I had forgotten to make my mess evaporate.

There! Another mess of a chapter done! I don't know if I will, but because of your suggestion I might make Static and Gear appear briefly in the fic, along with some other cartoons, but I would like to stick with Avatar and the Titans being the main shows in the fic. And you all know what I am now going to demand… reviews!