A/N: An epilogue was suggested to me. I've forgotten the name of the reviewer, because I have severe head-trauma from getting so many reviews so fast, but whoever you are, thanks. I whipped this up in like fifteen minutes, so don't be mad.

Disclaimer: If I owned Teen Titans, my toe would not have ebola. Since it does, we can safely assume that I am shamelessly stealing them from their rightful owners. I'm going to Hell.

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Less than five minutes after Beast Boy's miraculous recovery, the other Titans burst into the room. Robin skittered to a halt on the tile floor, staring in shock at the happy Titan who sat quietly on the hospital bed. "B.B., we just heard! Is it true? Are you okay?"

Beast Boy grinned and nodded, leaning back against the headboard. "Yeah. I dunno what happened, but somehow I'm better. Rae knows something, but she won't tell."

Their gazes went to Raven for a moment, but Starfire leapt into the air with a loud squeal. "Oh, it is most joyous! Friend Beast Boy has become better from the disease of badness! I shall bake the mordluk!" She zipped away, most likely to bring some new monstrosity of the culinary arts into the unsuspecting world.

Cyborg stared after her for a moment, but soon turned back to grin at Beast Boy. "Well, I should probably go keep Star's creation from laying waste to the known universe. Catch y'all later!"

The half-man elbowed Robin harshly in the ribs, intending to give him a hint. "Ow!" the Boy Wonder yelped, clutching his stomach. "What was that for?"

"C'mon, Hair Gel, whatever Star makes might know Kung Fu!"

Robin blinked. "What? No, they don't have Kung Fu on Star's planet."

A vein pulsed in Cyborg's forehead. "Well then, should I go ALONE? To make sure Star's not ALONE? Should I leave you ALONE? Here? ALONE?"

For a moment, the two stood in silence. Finally, a look of understanding came across Robin's masked features. "Ooh, I get it. Okay! I'll help... um... pick flowers for the centerpiece! Yeah! Have fun ALONE, you guys!"

With that, the two dashed out of the room. Raven and Beast Boy stared after them.

"That was... strange..." the cloaked girl said slowly, raising an eyebrow.

Beast Boy blinked. "I think I understand why you always said living with us would give you an ulcer some day."

Raven shrugged. "Too late. But enough of that."

Her lips met his, and it was the sweetest thing either of them had ever tasted. Sweeter than tofu ice-cream, sweeter than peppermint tea, and definitely sweeter than mordluk.

As they finally came apart, Beast Boy grinned happily. "C'mon, Rae. Who knows what they'll think we're doing if we stay too long?"

An impish look came over Raven's face. "It's a thought, but you're right. Let's go home."

Chuckling quietly, Beast Boy took her hand and they walked together from the hospital.

/Meanwhile.../

Nate strode into his office, hanging his robes and scythe on the wall. No sooner had he sat down than a burly-looking man shoved the door roughly off its hinges. "Boss wants to see you." He grabbed the exhausted Reaper out of a plush swivel chair and dragged him down the hall.

Nate sighed. "There's a moral in this somewhere."

And they all lived happily ever after.

The End