Do I really need to say it again? I don't own the Titans!

Later that night…

"Well, I think these songs should be great." says Cyborg, looking over the selected songs. It had taken them a while to get a good list that would be appropriate for the kids as well as the adults. The blues sounded best, along with jazz. Raven's Headless Chicken's songs were declined so she sat in a dark corner.

Robin notices. "You know Raven, you have the best voice out of all of us." he says, trying to brighten her spirits.

"Yeah right!" says Raven, rolling her eyes.

"But it is the true!" says Starfire, rubbing her tired eyes and yawning. "Your voice is like a Gethar pethan in the rectum season."

Beastboy almost chokes on his late night sandwich "Err, did she say…?"

"Tamarean BB, not the human translation." assures Cyborg.

"I'll just play a kazoo or something guys, you're great on your own." she says, she wasn't the one for the stage light. "I don't think I should sing…"

"But you do great songs Rae!" assures Beastboy. "Remember the song you sang in the hospital for that cancer kid?"

"It wasn't anything special…" she blushes.

"I was not present on that occasion." says Starfire. "What did you sing friend Raven?"

"Yeah Rae! Give us a song!" says Cyborg, getting out his MP9 player. "I'll provide the background music.

Raven shakes her head. "But it's a baby song!"

"Hey, you sang it to a kid! Go figure! I liked it." says Beastboy.

"See! It's a baby song!"

"H-E-Y!"

After a lot of coaxing, the team finally managed to get Raven to sing, much to her embarrassment; but it was just her friends.

"Only for you guys though…" she reminds and opens her mouth…

(Music starts and she just matches her tone to the tune in an amazing wave of sound. Robin and Cyborg manage a 'wow' while Starfire stretches on the couch and Beastboy quickly grabs his tape recorder)

(Please use your imagination; this song is really good when sung by practically anyone, let alone Raven (in this case, Tara Strong whom I've heard sings pretty good))

The words of this song struck me, not only for their deeper meaning, but also the effect it might have on a character like Raven. The fact that Jim Henson is now dead, also gives it an epitaph feel if anything. Think about it.

Happy Readings!

(I don't want to live on the moon, Sesame Street)

Well, I'd like to visit the moon
On a rocket ship high in the air
Yes, I'd like to visit the moon
But I don't think I'd like to live there


Though I'd like to look down at the earth from above
I would miss all the places and people I love
So although I might like it for one afternoon
I don't want to live on the moon

I'd like to travel under the sea
I could meet all the fish everywhere
Yes, I'd travel under the sea
But I don't think I'd like to live there

I might stay for a day there if I had my wish
But there's not much to do when your friends are all fish
And an oyster and clam aren't real family (Looks at the others who are in awe)
So I don't want to live in the sea
(Beastboy's favorite part)
I'd like to visit the jungle, hear the lions roar
Go back in time and meet a dinosaur
There's so many strange places I'd like to be
But none of them permanently


So if I should visit the moon
Well, I'll dance on a moonbeam and then
I will make a wish on a star
And I'll wish I was home once again


Though I'd like to look down at the earth from above
I would miss all the places and people I love
So although I may go I'll be coming home soon…
'Cause I don't want to live on the moon
No, I don't… want to live… on the moon

Raven turns bright pink. Beastboy sniffles but hides it while Cyborg and Robin clap nervously; they had a winner here! Starfire sleeps peacefully hugging a pillow.

As she stands, something happens and the room seems to spin. She has flashbacks of her nightmares of the world's destruction.

"Something wrong Rae?" says Cyborg.

"I… I need to sleep…" says Raven, with skulls flashing in front of her. Her friends looked like stone and the tower seemed decimated, but she knew she was hallucinating; she knew she had to get away. Without a word, they let her go… she locks the door.

…

Raven sat and cried.

Why? Why now? Why now when she had done so well? When she had sung so good?

The images of death still flashing in her mind; aggravated by the song, her evil was stirring again. Was there no end? She dared not show it to her friends, but she was afraid. Obscurity and darkness surrounded her life. As she could not fit with the world, the world would not accept her… she didn't belong here, amongst the happy people… she didn't belong… this was her home…

Thankyou for all the reviews thus far! This is turning into my most popular fic yet! Hoping to bring in some Blues Brothers, though maybe not quite who you expect!