A/N: Here's the next chapter. You guys kick ass and because of that I've written a bonus chapter that contains all the fluff that the story missed. (Actually I had planned to do that anyway while I was planning the sequel and seperate story that connects the two but yeah.)

Also, I know the last chapter was short, hell even I was surprised so I ended up adding some stuff and it was still short. I'm not sure if this one is any better but does it matter? Either way you're still going to know what happens. And besides, I only get a certian amount of time on the pc before someone kicks me off. What can I say, I try.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy.

Enchanted Mind of the Blackbird

Chapter Eighteen:

A little Wisdom goes a Long Way

When the light faded and Beast Boy's vision returned to him he noticed something was wrong almost immediately. He knew he had his work cutout for him and was cursing himself in his head. Raven's mind was not as Beast Boy last remembered it. Corrupted wasn't a strong enough word for it. Everything was red. The sky, the leaves on the trees, the dirt path even. Beast Boy shuddered; it was unnerving.

"Dude, this makeover sucks." He mumbled to himself, he even laughed at his own joke. Then stopped abruptly. This really wasn't a laughing matter; there was something seriously wrong with this picture. This wasn't as it should be. Well he'd better get started if he hoped to finish this before Rae woke up and pulled him out... and then killed him. You know, that train of thought wasn't really helping him.

He started down the weirdly red dirt path and mentally made a checklist. Well since happiness was probably one of Rae's most important emotions he should probably make up with her first. Hey, then maybe things would fix themselves after that, like how they messed themselves up when he treated Happy like crap, which he was now totally regretting.

Why so glum chum?" Said a bubbly voice. Beast Boy screamed, bumped into the wall and fell over. The voice belong to none other then Happy in all her glorious pinkness. She was holding one of the green books in her hands. He opened his mouth a few times debating how to word his problem to her; finally he gave up and just let it come out naturally.

"You'd be pissed too if you were in some creepy chicks head with no escape." Another bad error on his part. That was an ideal thing to say to someone who was part of the "creepy chick". Happy frowned.

"That wasn't very nice." She said plainly. It was just a fact, nothing more. Beast Boy just looked at his hands and he stood up. He started dusting himself off.

"I wasn't trying to be." He stated. When he looked back up at Happy her lavender eyes were started to tear up.

"God you're such a jerk!" She said and threw the book at him it missed him by a fraction of an inch. She ran off to her room as he picked up the book she threw at him. '100 Reasons to hate Beast Boy.'

Beast Boy groaned at the memory. He really was a jerk, and that book needed to be updated. There were now 101 reasons to hate him. Though maybe he should burn that book while he was here... assuming it wasn't checked out. Which it probably was.

The longer Beast Boy walked, the more certain he became that he wouldn't find Happy, or anyone else for that matter. Extremely aggravated by his situation he yelled, paused, came up with an idea and then actually yelled something with intelligence other than that mindless scream. Maybe it would help him out somehow.

"HAPPY I'M SORRY! I HAD NO RIGHT TO TREAT YOU LIKE THAT! I'M REALLY, REALLY SORRY!" He yelled at the top of his lungs. It was partially a bad idea though. He hadn't taken in as much air as he needed to get the entire sentence out and now he was slightly out of breath and lightheaded. Damn it all.

He didn't know what he expected, but an eerie silence wasn't it. He expected something to happen, anything. The silence just further frustrated him. He resumed walking down the path again and noticed from here on stapled to every tree was a picture of Robin. Just having to constantly look at the Boy Wonders face surrounded by hearts made him wish he punched him harder. And more often during that fight. But in the back of his mind he was silently hoping he and Star were making out. Up, he meant up, but that would do also. It'd be nice to get some normality back into his life. After all, Robin's betrayal to Starfire was one thing keeping him pissed at him.

"Star, I really don't know what came over me. I'd ask Raven but every time I go and try to ask her..." Robin paused. "Well you've seen it. I'm sorry." Robin said, desperately trying to get Starfire to forgive him. At first when Beast Boy left they had argued. This whole thing really had her upset, and once his anger at everything subsided he was upset too.

"Well then maybe I shall go ask for you." Starfire replied sounding slightly hostile. Robin didn't care for the tone and shook his head faster than he'd meant. It made him look guilty. Starfire narrowed her eyes and it occurred to him that she was trying to smell the lie there. He couldn't really blame her. Had he been in her place he'd have done the same. He cleared his throat.

"I really don't think she knows what's going on either." Robin said remembering what Beast Boy had said to him. "Raven tells me she didn't want to make out with you." It made no sense and Robin was beginning to think that the problem was deeper than he'd thought. After all Beast Boy did spend a week in... Robin's eyes widened. He suddenly knew what was wrong.

"What?" Starfire asked coldly. "Have you realized what is wrong?"

Robin turned to look at her and it felt as if it were in slow motion; like in the movies when the main character figure out some horrifying thing about whatever. He licked his suddenly dry lips, still trying to finally figure out everything, to be the leader and solve the mystery. But unfortunately he didn't think he could solve it himself. If Beast Boy did indeed do something to Raven's mind it was he who had to fix it, not Robin. And if Beast Boy did something than it was Beast Boy that caused him and Raven to have some sort of attraction to each other, it was Beast Boy who had nearly screwed up their friendship.

Robin clenched his fists; he should've hit Beast Boy harder. He'd make a point to go find Beast Boy later and give him a nice punch in the face. But that could wait. For now he had to fix the mess Beast Boy had created between him and Star.

"Seventy three... seventy four... seventy... uh, five..." Beast Boy counted as he ripped the poster of Robin off each tree he passed. Seventy-five, now six, trees he'd passed, over an hour of walking, he'd yelled himself hoarse and still nothing. Where was everyone? Maybe he'd gone the wrong way? But was there really a wrong way in someone's mind? He didn't know because up until a couple of weeks ago he'd never been in someone's head other than his own. But even then it wasn't the same. He could view his mind, and he certainly couldn't walk in it. His emotions were one with him. He was one... The One.

"I know Kung-Fu." He said in a deep tone, doing his best to imitate Keanu Reeves but he failed because even his deep attempted manly voice was slightly high pitched. He gave a snort of laughter and did some kung-fu poses. "Hiiiii-yah-OW!" He got too carried away with it and ended up punching a tree that still had a picture of Robin's face attached. He shook his hand and laughed, finding it all too funny that he was pretending to be Neo and ended up punching a picture of Robin instead. The laughter faded and his moodiness returned and things were less funny again. He broke off the path and walked up a hill and sat down, staring at the odd red sky.

"Gee, what the hell was I thinking? This isn't easy at all. It's not even hard. It's..." He paused for dramatic affect, though he wasn't sure why. It wasn't as if anyone was around. He found it sad that he just did a dramatic pause whilst talking to himself. Man, he really had some problems these days. "IMPOSSIBLE!" He finished, and fought not to laugh at his own stupidity. "Dun, dun, duuuun, this sucks."

"Did you think you could accomplish your task without doing any actually work?" Asked a voice. Beast Boy turned his head so fast he got a crick in it. Wincing from the pain, he looked at Raven. Well one of her emotional counter parts. This one wore a brown cloak.

"Yes, I mean no." he replied rubbing his sore neck. Was anything ever going to go right for him? Probably not. Brown-Raven narrowed her eyes and gave him a look that made him wince and then wince again. "Well I'm prepared to go all out to fix this mess I made." he said defensively; he still didn't like that look. It was one that could discipline you with out the person doing so much as opening his mouth. He didn't like being treated like a child as he so often was. Robin, Raven, Cyborg. It didn't matter, they all treated him the same whenever he did something stupid. He was a jokester, he cracked jokes at inappropriate times, he was sarcastic, but it was supposed to be all in good fun. No one was supposed to correct him on it and yet they did.

"Oh yes, screaming at the top of your lungs is definitely going all out." Raven replied rolling her eyes. Beast Boy stuck his tongue out and then frowned. He was sixteen, nearly seventeen, and he still resorted to childish behavior? So let's get this straight. He talked to himself, made himself laugh, stuck his tongue out... was he sixteen or five? Jeez. And he was stalling because he didn't have any witty comebacks. When in doubt, go for truth.

"Well, I couldn't find anyone and I'm getting frustrated." And just like that he was telling this entire trip to Raven who he was sure already knew everything. Raven didn't tell him to shut up or anything, she just let him talk. And now he was seeing some spiritual psychiatrist only without the "And how does that make you feel?" bullcrap. After he finished they were silent and Beast Boy realized something. No one answered him because they were avoiding him. So if he wanted to fix this, he had to do some actual work and track Happy down. It might also be nice if he made up with some of the others too. It probably wasn't going to be easy, but if it worked than it was worthwhile. Smiling with a newfound determination he stood up and flung his arms around the brown-cloaked Raven without thinking much about it and bounded back down the hill.

The brown-cloaked Raven smiled as she watched his retreating smile. Her plan didn't go like she thought it would, but this would do so long as he succeeded. Who knew that being able to project feelings on others would come in handy? Obviously Beast Boy would never have gone into his story on his own; he needed a little push, and then a little wisdom afterwards.

A little projected wisdom went a long way sometimes.

A/N: Wheee, hooray for updates! Review, review, review!