Robin wasn't the only one worried. Beastboy was in the living room, pacing. Raven had been upset before, but she had never blown up like that. It took them half an hour to replace all the light bulbs she had broken.

"BB, will you stop pacen'?" said Cyborg. "You're maken' me dizzy." He and Batgirl were playing Space Racers.

"Sorry," he mumbled. "I'm just worried about Raven."

"She'll be ok. Besides, it's not like this is unusual behavior, or anything."

"Ya, but, she doesn't usually explode like that. I just hope she's alright." Batgirl and Cyborg looked over at him. "It's only 'cause she's my friend!" he defended. "I'm worried about Starfire, too!" he added, hastily.

"Riiiiiiiight," Cyborg said.

"You should talk to her," Batgirl suggested.

"Yeah, like she'd really want to talk to me."

"You never know."

Beastboy paused and thought about Batgirl's words. Then he went down the hall in the direction of Raven's room. He knocked.

"What?" she demanded, poking one eye out.

"Uh, you ok in there?" Beastboy asked, nervously.

"Fine." And she made to close the door, when Beastboy stopped her.

"Look, Rea, I know you're mad at me. I'm not sure why, but I know you are. So, for whatever I did, I'm sorry."

"Apology unaccepted. Now leave me alone." And she tried closing the door again, but Beastboy put his hands between the door and stopped her.

"Hey, I'm tryen' to be nice, here. You're the one who exploded in my face!"

"You just don't get it, do you?"

"Maybe not, but I'm apologyzen' and I don't even know what I did! The least you can do is accept my apology and not be a jerk about it! But, no! You hide in your room and pout like a little girl!"

"When are you ever going to have a brain larger then a pea!" And she slammed the door. Beastboy stormed off. But, the farther away he got from her door, the more guilt he felt.

When he came back into the living room, Batgirl looked up. She sighed.

"No luck, huh?" she said. He nodded. "Same goes for bird-boy." And she tilted her head towards the kitchen. Robin was sitting by the counter. He looked like he needed a drink.

"Why don't I go talk to her?"

"Naw. I don't think anyone can handle Raven on a bad day."

"Oh, you'd be surprised." Then she hopped over the couch. "Where's her room?" Beastboy pointed down the hall. "Thanks." Then she went down the hall to the half-demon's bedroom. She knocked.

"What?" Raven demanded.

"Hey. Listen, I know we got off to a bad start, and I know why you're mad, but don't worry. You don't need to be jealous."

"Jealous? I'm not jealous!" As she spoke, her door cracked. Batgirl looked at it.

"Right."

"Look, I like Beastboy as a friend. That's it." She repaired the crack in her door.

"Oh, so that's why all those light bulbs exploded," Batgirl said, sarcastically. Raven smiled slightly. "Do you no what he was doing before he came to talk to you?" she shook her head. "He was pacing."

"Pacing?"

"Pacing."

"Why?"

Batgirl smiled. "Because he was worried about you."

"He was – worried about me?" She nodded. "But I thought he was just being nosy." She shook her head. "Where is he now?"

Batgirl pointed towards the living room and Raven sprinted past her.

Beastboy was, once again, pacing. When he saw Raven, he stood, shocked. She ran down, and hugged the very confused and very startled green teenager. Then, she went to the kitchen to get something to drink, leaving Beastboy speechless. Batgirl walked over to him.

"Mood swings," she muttered. "You'll get use to them."

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