Author's Notes:
Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans. If I did, people might actually bother to look at me. Nor do I own American Chopper. Otherwise, I would be on it, and your TV would break of its own accord if you ever switched to that channel.
Responding to Reviews! I am so happy!
-Jonakhensu: Cyborg wasn't talking at the beginning chapter 3-he was still writing on the dashboard.
-CrazyDeafGirl: Thanks so much for finding that! That is a really great story. Very fluffy, some comedy, touching. Cyborg wasn't talking at the beginning chapter 3-he was still writing on the dashboard.
-EVERYBODY: Here's another chapter! If you want to read the story CrazyDeafGirl found, here's a link:
"The Mimes" is now officially Rae/BB. I am really sorry about not updating this fic. The only reason I'm updating it now is because a friend of mine has been asking me daily whether I have updated or not. She has also helped me with the plot to this chapter. (Don't worry, the next chapter will be dedicated to you.) There is also some Rob/Star fluff.
Chapter Dedication: To CrazyDeafGirl for finding said story.
Ch. 5- True Confessions and Navigational Issues
The four Titans hanging above the boiling pot of you-don't-want-to-know were now losing all hope of Raven coming to rescue them. Granted, there wasn't much hope to lose.
Starfire moaned quietly. "I am now losing all hope of Raven coming to rescue us."
"Granted, there isn't much hope to lose." Robin was almost shouting over the clichéd tin-cup-against-cage-bars-scraping of Cyborg and Beast Boy.
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Raven's form materialized outside her mirror. She stumbled around the room, stunned.
"I am stunned," she commented.
She couldn't help smiling a little. She liked the color pink. No, no bad Raven! She thought to herself. You are black and gloomy and sinister. People who are black and gloomy and sinister DO NOT LIKE THE COLOR PINK!
But she couldn't help taking one last look before she lunged out the window and surged into flight.
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Robin's stomach knotted as he looked at Starfire. What if he never told her…….this was his last chance. ……He fidgeted with his nails and swallowed hard.
"Erm….Starfire?"
"Yes….Robin?"
Cyborg and Beast Boy were holding cameras and tape recorders. A small crowd of soap-opera fans had congregated. This was the big moment.
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Hovering hesitantly above the city, Raven realized her problem. She had no clue where everybody else was. This could take a while, but there wasn't a while for it to take. She plunged downward sharply towards the mall.
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"Ummm….I j-just w-wanted to say that I…..er….." His lips couldn't seem to form that "l-" sound.
Starfire's unnaturally wide eyes widened unnaturally. Did he….no, it wasn't possible……there was no way…….
Cyborg and Beast Boy were using a telegraph to contact the media. News reporters began flocking in. Tabloid article writers hung from the walls like spiders.
They had obviously been preparing.
Robin and Starfire didn't even notice.
"That is….Starfire…." He was falling into the bottomless green cesspools of her eyes. Subconsiously, Robin's fingers felt their way towards the bars between his and Starfire's compartments. They touched hands.
"Starfire, I just wanted to say that I love-"
Gasp! Will he say it? What will happen?
Are you burning me in effigy by now? If not, I suggest you see Lucy in the Peanuts comic strip.
Yeah, yeah....I know it's short. Don't worry, you will get another chappie tomorrow as a Christmas Eve present.
Anyway, if you don't celebrate Christmas, I hope you have a very merry/happy Ramahannakwanzmas and solstice.
Look for me among the soap-opera fans!
