Trouble
Raven shut her eyes and turned away from him. Did she really want to bring back that liar to their team? Yes. She had no clue why, but she did.
"Beast Boy, I don't know if that spell has the kind of power to free her... but I'm willing to try it. It might be the only way," she admitted. "I'll tell the others."
"Thank you so much, Raven. You have no idea how much this means to me!" Beast Boy said, as he followed her into the living room cheerfully.
I do, Raven told him silently. Liar or not, you loved her. We all did.
The living room was bustling, even at the calm sunset. Robin and Cyborg were perched on the sofa, mashing buttons and rotating the analog sticks of the GameStation furiously. Starfire was cooking in the background, apparently cooking a Tamaranian cake or pie of some sort.
"Ha, gotcha now, Cyborg! Take that!" Robin sneered at his robotic companion, triumphant as a red and a blue robot wrestled on the giant tower screen.
"Yo, how did you do that? I looked up all the combo moves! That one isn't in there!" Cyborg yelled.
"Just the advantage of looking up the German combo servers," Robin snickered.
"Oh no you did not!" Cyborg screamed. Soon he was pressing buttons so fast that the controller looked like it would snap in half. He was still losing as Robin laughed.
Starfire, meanwhile, was adding berries and some kind of powder to her foreign concoction. She stirred it joyfully, then looked up at the others who had just arrived.
"Oh, hello Raven, Beast Boy. Is there something with which I can assist you?"
"Tell Cy and Robbie that we've gotta talk," Beast Boy ordered.
"In a moment. I have yet to—"
"Now, Star!" he demanded again.
"I am afraid the boys will not pay attention to me. They are busy playing the games of the video—"
"NOW!"
Starfire was taken aback. She had rarely seen her friend this agitated.
"Fine, Beast Boy. I shall go ask them to join this conversation of which you speak," she sighed, walking towards the sofa.
"Robin. Beast Boy and Raven wish to speak with you two. It is of... great importance," she told him, leaning over and whispering this last bit in his ear.
"Okay, Starfire. We'll be just a second," he replied, as he walked over to turn the GameStation off and set down his controller. Cyborg scowled but set his down as well.
He went back over to Beast Boy and Raven, as Starfire and Cyborg followed. "Hey, Beast Boy. What's wrong?"
"Yeah, man! Give us the play-by-play," Cyborg insisted. "What's goin' on? It better be important enough for you to interrupt my ass-kickin' on bird brain over here."
Robin snorted.
"Well—" Raven began.
Beast Boy stopped her mid-sentence. He wanted to explain it. After all, it was his decision. He was determined to get her back, no matter what it took. No matter how hard it would be.
"Terra."