Hellooooo! I don't really have anything to say, except (jumps on nearest thing) I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts, deedlydee! There they are a-standing in a row! (Forgive me, it's like 4 AM.)
The Changeling's Dilemma Chapter 4
After they had both packed up a week's worth of clothes and junk food from their respective homes, Boom and Beastboy were ready to head out. It would take them about a day to reach both Dave's and Phil's houses, then another half a day to reach Stapleton. They headed down the highway in one of the less conspicuous (and less valuable) cars from the Tower garage (I'm thinking an Intrepid, but I don't know cars anyway).
Beastboy sat in the passenger's seat, lost in his own thoughts. He remembered, happily, how Starfire had nearly killed Boom in one of her infamous hugs. Even Raven had given her a polite nod before pulling BB to the side. "Be careful. If things don't add up, confront her about it, okay? If you need help, call me-us. Us." Her hood was up, but Beastboy could have sworn he had seen a blush before she turned away. He grinned at the memory, blushing slightly.
"So, whatcha thinking about, pinky?" Sonia teased, having noticed his red cheeks.
"N-n-nothing!" he stuttered embarrassedly. Why am I stuttering? It's not like I like Raven. She'd kill me if I even thought that.
Sonia quietly chuckled, but let it be. She remembered waving goodbye to the Titans. It had felt weird, like she was leaving them for good. I need to stop by more often. Everyone was acting so stiff. I'll have to take them to the club when this all blows over. She didn't even bother thinking 'if'. She knew this would all be over some time. But she wasn't so sure about the outcome.
"So, did you find anything out about that stone?" B asked her. He knew she must. The book that Raven had lent her hadn't been returned yet.
"No, not really," she answered nonchalantly.
"Really?" he asked her, naturally suspicious.
"Well, maybe a little." She said, relenting as she remembered her promise.
"Sonia?"
"All right! I found out that there are four other Madison stones; an emerald, a garnet, a blue zircon, and an amber stone. They, along with the lapis lazuli, represent the five things of this world; the earth, the sun, the sea, the wind, and the sky, all in order. It spoke of five individuals who, if they came in contact with their corresponding gem, could each become Madison's vessel, and unleash the spirit who corrupted these stones with her black magic." She said all this as if she had known it her whole life, not learned it in about a month. "I have a feeling those who received their powers from this so-called Wicca are the incarnations of the spirits of the world. It makes sense, Dave's fire, Phil's ice, my songs, your animals; except Krys," she said the last name painfully. "Why was she able to create glass if she's like the sky?"
"Maybe she's like the atmosphere, y'know? See through and breakable, but still able to put up a shield?" Beastboy's insight startled Boom.
"Yeah, that makes sense." She grinned at him. "Wow, you're smarter than you look!"
"Tha-hey!"
She giggled as he realized that she had just insulted him. She turned up the radio slightly when she heard Weezer's Beverly Hills come on. "I love this song!"
"I do too! Weezer rocks!" BB agreed as he turned it up even more. They sang along loudly (and (BB) rather badly) as the band bitched about social differences and how materialistic some girls were. When it was over, he turned it down as some commercials came on. "Hey, did you see that music video they did with The Muppets?"
"Oh yeah, that was hilarious," she agreed. "Do you like Linkin Park?"
"Nah, they're too angsty."
"You're kidding me?" she asked, flabbergasted. "Some people like the angst."
They chatted (and argued) about music for about an hour, when Sonia decided to interrupt Beastboy's lengthy explanation as to why Evanescence sucked by exclaiming, "We're here!" rather cheerfully.
"-what's the deal with candy clouds any-huh? Where?" he asked as he opened his door and got out. They were in a rather dingy looking neighborhood with mostly single-wides and a couple double-wides. Most of the houses had tricycles and plastic playhouses in front of them, along with a couple of larger bikes. Boom walked (actually more like ran) up to a cream-colored double wide with no trikes but two bikes in the yard; a smaller pink one and a larger black one with flames and pegs on the wheels.
A few seconds after she had knocked, Sonia greeted the elderly woman who answered the door uncertainly, fearing she had picked the wrong house. It was actually Dave's grandma, saying he had just stepped out for a walk around the block, and that they could wait in the backyard. She seemed suspicious of the pink-haired youth wearing a fitted black Green Day t-shirt (one with the hand holding the bloody grenade), a Happy Bunny bag that held the Madison Stone, a black wristband with a skull on it and tight jeans over black and red DC's. Beastboy looked rather normal though. He wore a yellow t-shirt with a monkey on the front of it, baggy, raggedy jeans and gray Vans.
Sonia signaled BB to follow her to the backyard where they sat on a long forgotten swing set and waited. The woods behind them where rather dark and foreboding, consisting mostly of old oaks and maples. The trees looked dreary because, being fall, their leaves were brown and orange, but not very fiery at all. There was little plant life other than the trees on the leaf-strewn ground.
Beastboy wondered what kind of animals lived in there. The thoughts only making him feel worse, he turned his attention to the backyard. The grass barely grew, and where it didn't, you could see patches of red clay.
His eyesight moved up to the house. It had three windows on the back wall. One had the blinds drawn, but neither of the other two did. In one, he could see pink paint on the walls where they weren't covered with unicorn, Strawberry Milkshake (the old ones, not the new shit, I hate that!), and Sailor Moon posters. The other was considerably darker. You couldn't be sure what color the walls were originally because of all the Godsmack, Marilyn Manson, Cold, Smashing Pumpkins, and Disturbed posters. There were also Polaroid's of a band that consisted of three guys and a girl. He couldn't make out what the people looked like other than that.
"Guess which one's his twelve year old sister's," Sonia said, noticing where he was gazing.
"Huh? Oh, I'm certain it's the one with the poster of the naked chic," he joked.
Suddenly, they heard thumping rock music coming from a car that had just pulled into the driveway. The engine and the music stopped and they heard a door open and close followed by laughter. Sonia jumped off the swing and ran off to the source of the sound. BB followed swiftly behind.
"Like shit you did. I beat your ass all up and down that junkyard."
"Well, next time I get first pick. I'm gonna get Crazy Fred and leave you with Jackal."
"Still won't beat me."
"Betcha I could," Boom said about two feet behind the guy who had beaten the other.
"What th-Boom! Is that you? Holy fuck!" David exclaimed, catching her in a death grip and lifting her off the ground.
"Good to see you, too, ya great lummox. Now let me breath!" she shouted.
"Ooooh, who's she? Hoe on the side?" and other calls came from the car. The dark youths in the car were all checking out Boom, analyzing her. Medium height, skull wristband, Green Day shirt, DC's, pink hair, nice body, damn. (They were probably having worse thoughts, but I'm not going there. I'm actually running away from there.)
"As if." Boom grinned. "He's getting no where near my ass." This brought an eruption of laughter from the old dented up station wagon. And funny too. Where's she been?
"Yeah, you want me. Anyway, see you guys later." The teens left with a few more catcalls and more thumping bass lines. "So, what's up? Ain't seen you or Krys in forever. You've grown some." So had he, as Sonia noticed when she looked him up and down. His red hair had grown slightly, but he kept it spiked up. His shirt had Inuyasha on it, and his baggy black pants had plenty of rips in them, probably from skating. He had gotten even taller than when she had last seen him, but less lanky.
She seemed to realize that she had been staring and shook herself. "Um, I'm okay I guess. But, I need your help with something."
"What is it? Did something happen?" He was immediately concerned.
She felt almost guilty as she started to unfold her tale.