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"Talking"
Thinking, or in some cases, as noted, a flashback
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Days of Tomorrow
Chapter Four
By Ryuu no Taiyo
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"I need to buy that old trailer." Was all she asked.
"Doesn't belong to me." Grunted the porky man.
"Look, I need help. Who owns that god dam trailer? It says 'FOR SALE' on the door, and I supposed it would be yours since you own the parking lot. Whose is it?"
"Belongs to this guy called Sin."
Raven rolled her eyes. Of all the things to call one-self.
"Where can I find this 'Sin'?"
She got the information and walked away from the man's house. She hated this part of town. Full of potheads and prostitutes, of loan sharks and such…Raven sighed. She wasn't any of those…she was different.
As different as different could be, really.
She followed the porky man's instructions and arrived at an old building. Sighing tiredly, she opened the door and walked down her house.
A few minutes later, she had found this 'Sin' guy in the middle of a circle of men and sluttish women.
"I just need to buy the empty trailer in Seashore's Trailer Park." She said in the monotone voice she always used.
"Is that so?" the tall man, half hidden in shadows, said, a hint of amusement obvious in his voice.
"Yes." Her tone became suddenly an icy chill, hoping to snap this man out of his bold, sick amusement. She was sick of people constantly trying to take advantage of her.
"Why did you come to me?"
Raven's gut instinct told her to run from there. She should follow common sense. What was she doing?
Swallowing her fears, she answered.
"I don't want to…have the authorities know… about my current situation."
"Heh." The man dismissed her answer, used to hearing that type of reply, "Very well…I will give you that trailer now, for free, come over here." He went to a nearby table and took out some paperwork.
"You need to give me a 400$ rent every month." Raven's draw almost dropped, "and the longer you pay, the less expensive it becomes. I will keep your existence a secret from any questioning noses and you'll be in peace."
Raven rolled over the conditions in her mind, unsure. Finally, she made up her mind and signed the contract.
"However, forget to pay;" Sin added in an afterthought, "And you will certainly regret it."
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"Try again."
He closed his eyes.
Garfield's thoughts drilled through his head, ordering his body to change. Change…change…He was the changeling, yet he had trouble transforming…What was going on? He opened his eyes and turned to Cyborg, or Victor, who was sitting at a small computer. They were in his 'lab' where all of Victor's work lay scattered. BeastBoy was standing in a circle on the ground, and every moment a light would shine slightly from the edges of that circle.
Those lights were actually rays that would traverse his body and diagnose the problem, but they were not picking up anything.
"It's not working Cy." The green haired man said dejectedly. "I can't change."
"You changed that day when I came to your house." Put in Robin, confused.
"And that time after we played videogames…You turned into a mouse…" added Cyborg…
"You're out of practice, little dude."
This statement, or insult, annoyed him a little more than the other names he'd been called in the last half-hour.
"I'm not small!" he yelled, throwing the controller aside.
Cyborg rested his large shoulder on BeastBoy's head.
"Of course not." But the grin on his face gave his amused mockery away.
BeastBoy turned into a mouse, making Cyborg lose his balance.
Turning back into a human he said:
"That's small."
"I know…dude, it's just not working. I don't know why."
Cyborg nodded. His mind went back to that day…
"You know what's funny?" BeastBoy suddenly brought up, completely forgetting their previous argument.
"What?" Cyborg asked, surprised by the change.
"I'm having trouble changing into other animals. The only ones that are easy to change into is the form of a mouse and a fly."
"I think you're outta practice, BB."
Robin added: "You didn't use you're powers for the last few years and because of that you're body's just not used to it anymore."
BeastBoy sighed. "I'll try one more time."
He erased the fear of failure inside him and concentrated solely on his transformation.
I'm the changeling. THE BeastBoy. I can do this! Common'! Pull yourself togeth-
Suddenly an image flashed in his mind. His heart clenched and all he could see was bright, laughing blue eyes. Blonde hair…an amused smile…
"Terra…" he whispered, his eyes opening, whatever the changes that had been occurring coming to a full frontal stop. Cyborg almost fell down anime-style of his chair. Robin shook his head.
"Dude, you almost made it! The scanner said the DNA was changing and-BB?" Cyborg asked, taken aback.
BeastBoy walked out the room, not even bothering to explain.
"Wonder what got into him?" wondered Robin.
Cyborg sighed.
With a shake of his head, he turned around and faced the illuminated screen.
"Rob?"
"Yeah?"
"I recently developed this virtual reality combat practice. Wanna try it?" Cyborg wiggled his human eye up and down. Robin chuckled.
"Bring it on."
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Raven sighed, walking out of the old Chinese restaurant in shame. Another job turned down. One more scratch off the list.
She reached into her book bag and took out the rather beaten up piece of paper that held all the job listings she had wanted.
Let's see… Book store helper…Gonna hafta cross that out…then it was the Chinese restaurant thing and then it's… nothing… That was the last- Dammit! DAMMIT!
She threw the paper aside, frustrated.
It had been a week since she had left the circus and she was broke and at the moment rather hungry.
Nobody wanted a kid…No matter how 'adult' she seemed, she didn't have the diplomas or the experience to show it off. I mean, seriously, fortune-teller as her only job experience? One man had laughed outright in her face.
She leaned against the wall of a building.
Staring at the darkening sky, she wondered in frustration what on earth she had been thinking when she had quit her bloody job. What got into my stupid head? Raven dammit! She yelled at herself internally.
In a few days, on Thursday, she would have to pay the guy who owned the trailer park she lived in and she had a pretty clear idea what would happen if she didn't have the money. Screw nourishment. She had enough tea to last her a lifetime inside that trailer. She could live on that. But without money to pay that bastard…She closed her eyes for a moment.
The guy who owned the trailer was called Sin for god's sake!
Raven what were you thinking when you signed that deal?
She walked away, deciding to head home.
"It's around 6 PM…Should be home in half an hour." She said to herself absent-mindedly as she walked down the sidewalk, almost bumping into someone.
It took Raven a total of twenty-three minutes and fifteen seconds before she entered the trailer park. The sun was still well over the horizon on the water, but to her surprise, two police officers were knocking on her door. She walked over, changing her bag's position as she was doing so.
"May I help you?" she asked directly and suspiciously as they turned around, noticing her arrival.
"Ah! Miss, we were waiting for you." Said one of them politely.
"Your name?" asked the other, not nearly as nice in his tone and words.
"Raven." She answered in the same icy monotone as she always used.
"You're age?" he asked again, jotting down the information.
"Sixteen." She answered.
The two policemen looked at each other, eyebrow's raised.
"Where are you're parents?" the polite one asked, well, politely.
"My mother is dead." She told them unflinchingly.
"Who is your guardian, kid?" asked the ruder one.
"She's dead too."
The policemen looked at each other.
"You're going to have to come with us, miss."
"What did I do?"
"We shouldn't have to answer questions from a punk." Sneered one of them.
"What?" Raven asked, bewildered.
"Get in the car."
Raven was taken by the two men and they forced her in the car.
"You can't do this!" she yelled.
"Really?" said the rude one, looking back at her furious face from the rear-view mirror. "Whose gonna stop us? Start driving, Jim."
The man that had been called Jim nodded, not even bothering to look at the lavender-haired girl as he put the key in the ignition.
Raven could not believe her ears, her eyes and her senses.
"What the hell is going on?" she yelled angrily again from the backseat.
"When we get to the station, you'll know."
Raven sat back in her chair.
What just happened?
Kill them.
Oh shut up, red-eyes.
What's gonna happen?
She looked out the window, frowning, but trying to clear her thoughts. She had to calm down. What was the most likely thing that was happening? Scenario A: They had been looking for her because of something she had done (but what would she have done? She didn't even know!) Scenario B: These two were sickos and wanted to take advantage of her…Raven chased that thought out of her mind. Scenario C: They mistook her for someone else…
These ideas kept twirling in her mind, all building up stories all wilder than the next.
Before she knew it, she was forced out of the car again and pushed into the grungy-looking station.
They made her sit down at a table.
"Look." Started the polite one. "We know you're scared-"
"You obviously don't know who you're talking to." She retorted angry, her self-control wavering.
"-but we need to know the truth. This may seem a little strange-"
"Oh cut to the chase, C.E." said the other, checking some files from a desk drawer.
"I want to know why I'm here!" cried Raven frustrated. She wanted to go home and go to bed!
"Miss, were you or not involved in the recent murder of Mr. Gordon? He lived in the apartment building next to you, he was a detective…"
Raven stared at the police officer, a blank look on her face.
She couldn't speak. W…What the hell?
"You see, we got a lead from a certain mister Nis…" said the polite police man insecurely.
Something clicked.
What? Nis is Sin spelled backwards! This is getting more confusing by the minute! What am I supposed to do? They could get social workers…put me in Juvy…Or put me in a foster home…
Raven couldn't speak.
"What day is it?" she managed to say, her voice weak.
"It is Friday."
Raven gasped. She had lost completely track of the time. For some reason, her brain had thought it was Tuesday.
Yesterday she was supposed to go and pay this Sin her monthly rent!
I bet he committed that murder and wanted to brush it off to someone else! A detective huh?...Probably inquiring on his drug deals…Damn him to hell!
Her mind started boiling with fury.
"She did it." Said one of the men, finally breaking the silence. "I can see it on her face."
"Let's lock her up. I want dinner. We'll continue this later." The other said tiredly.
Raven lost cool. Lock her up?
"What?"
"Shut up or I will K.O. you." The man who had accused her outright said, taking metal cuffs form his belt.
The man put cuffs on her hands and led her to one of the nearby cells in a back room.
Nobody else was there.
He locked her up.
"See you after dinner missie. You'll stay here nice and calm, and we'll come back to organize you're real locking up." He smiled rather like a predator would smile at its prey. He then walked out, closing the door, leaving her in the dark window-less room, behind bars.
What the HELL just happened? Her mind whined angrily.
She saw the lights flick out from below the door's edges and sighed.
"I am royally screwed. All I have is my bag with my favorite book, a mirror and a quartz crystal ball. Oh yeah, a pencil. And some scrap paper. Raven, congratulations. You win the Darwin Award!" she said to herself in a quiet, sarcastic and somewhat angry voice.
Looking around, she sighed. "I'm getting out of here." She got up and difficulty shook the bars at her door. The door was solid. She would have to get out…the difficult way…She inwardly winced. First, she had to get rid of the chains binding her hands.
She looked at her handcuffs, and could feel a cold energy surround them.
"Azarath…" she muttered.
Holding her hands in front of her, she stood up with difficulty, her hands unable to help her keep her balance.
"Mentrion…" she muttered again.
She could feel and hear the clenching sound the chains that joined the two cuffs made as they tightened. She closed her eyes.
"Zinthos!" she finished powerfully.
The chains snapped.
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"Let's order pizza guys!" Cyborg offered.
"Good idea. I don't feel like going out or eating BeastBoy's cooking."
"Dude, tofu is healthy! And good! And meat-free!"
"Man, tofu is just about as good as windshield-wiper juice."
"Cyborg, you know this by personal experience, right?" Robin asked, amused.
Cyborg changed the subject quickly.
"I'm ordering! Watcha guys want?"
Robin, who was sitting on the couch watching the news answered that anything was good for him and BeastBoy hollered for vegetarian. Cyborg knew already what he wanted: the all-meat-experience! Cyborg chuckled, picking up the phone and dialed the pizza delivery guy's number.
BeastBoy jumped on the couch next to Robin. "Dude! Wanna play a videogame with me?"
"Why not? Not like there's anything useful on the news anyways."
BeastBoy plugged the Game Station version 6.6 and they both started playing.
The doorbell rang.
"I'll get it!" Yelled Cyborg from the kitchen as he ran to the door, activating his hologram.
But it wasn't the pizza delivery man at the door.
The pizza delivery guy was eighteen, had a goatee growing and wore shaded glasses, day in and out.
There was a tall young girl at the door, someone Cyborg had never seen before. She had shoulder-length dark lavender hair, the palest, greyest skin he had ever seen, piercing blue eyes and was wearing a pair of jeans and a dark purple 'hoodie'. A bag was at her feet and she looked exhausted.
She looked at Cyborg's face for a moment and she asked the next words slowly, apprehensive.
"Is…Garfield Logan…here?"
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"Sister? Where have you been?" Kori's eyes were wide with worry at the sight of her older sister standing tired at their doorstep.
"I was at the hospital." Her sister Manda answered. She was very pale and sickly. Kori's eyes widened, suddenly thinking of something.
Oh…sister! Please tell me I am wrong!
"Did…you…you got the…a…a…" she couldn't pronounce the accursed words and her eyes filled up with tears. But somehow she already knew the truth. Her sister's black eyes revealed everything. She had indeed gotten the dreaded…abortion. Manda hadn't come home in a day and a half and Kori had been sick with worry.
Manda sighed, not being able to stop the sadness and guilt from entering her heart. Her sister was so naïve, so innocent. But she wasn't stupid; in fact out of the two she was probably the brighter one. She was always better. At school, she had been better. Her parents had thought her the better one of the pair…She couldn't help but feel the jealousy settle in once more. Angrily, Manda pushed down those thoughts and feelings back down. She was tired and wanted to sleep in her bed.
"Goodnight, Kori." She said coldly, walking pass her through the open front door and into the quiet, clean flat.
Kori closed the door automatically and walked towards the kitchen, a horrendous feeling growing in the bottom of her stomach.
Why was her sister so cruel? Kori was completely against abortion, and Manda knew it!
How could this happen? How could she be so insensitive?
"Maybe it is I that has been too sensitive? As Manda says, I should perhaps 'toughen up'." But in her heart, she knew she would never be able to accept abortion. She thought mating and love and children and family…It was something so sacred. She couldn't believe her sister's shameful and uncaring behavior.
She poured herself a glass of water. "It is over now." She told herself, taking a slip of the cool liquid.
She could feel a fury inside her, one that was not going to be quenched easily.
"Manda is irresponsible…Totally and utterly irresponsible…She leaves me to take care of this house, of the taxes and of the daily meals! How dare she do this without paying me back? I do not wish for money, but of acknowledgement, of happiness, of gratefulness…" her voice broke as she poured the rest of the water in the sink and leaned on the counted. Kori pushed the thoughts away. What am I saying? I must sound most horrible!
On the verge of tears, she stood up and walked over to her brightly decorated room.
But in her heart and her mind, things were not bright at all.
Things were going to change between the two sisters.
In Manda's room, the black-haired girl was getting ready for a long and restful sleep. The events of late had been particularly trying. Manda had been finding herself drowning in her own sorrow, in her own shame, trying to hide behind a mask of 'fun' and alcohol. The drugs often helped, but Manda could rarely get the dough to afford that stuff…She generally stole it, when she had a chance.
As she sat on her bed, she grabbed the clothing that had been folded neatly on her neatly prepared bed. Courtesy of her little sister of course.
"So like little Kori, getting worked up over nothing…Jeez…" Manda muttered, pulling her sleeping clothes on her tiredly.
But as she fell asleep, images of her crying sister started haunting her head.
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Garfield could not believe his god-forsaken green eyes when he saw the fortune-teller girl, Raven, walk into the room. His jaw dropped and his eyes practically popped out of their sockets. He dropped the videogame controller from his hand.
"Raven?" he asked disbelievingly.
"Hello Logan." She turned her gaze to Cyborg. "Thanks for letting me in." he was still in the hallway behind her, but he nodded.
She looked at Robin, who was staring at her, sitting on the couch next to Garfield. The forgotten videogame controller still clutched in his hands.
"Who is she?" he asked suspiciously.
"My name is Raven." She answered simply.
"Raven who?" asked Robin again.
"Just Raven. I know Logan." She glanced at the other boy, who was still in an uncustomary silence, "Sorry for dropping by uninvited." She added as an afterthought towards Cyborg.
"Do you want something?" Cyborg asked, entering the room.
"If I could maybe…talk to Garfield alone."
That was the first time she had called him by his first name alone and Garfield snapped back into reality.
"Uhh…Ok…"
He went to the kitchen door, nodding to the two others men and closed the door as Raven entered too, following him. They both stood, Garfield leaning against the counter, staring at Raven curiously.
"Umm…You okay?" he started, not too sure what was going on or what he should say.
"I'm so sorry…I really should have called or something but…It took me hours to find you…"
"How did you find me?" he asked curiously, maybe a little freaked.
"I wasn't stalking you." She felt his fear, "I was just looking for…I need help. Major help. Can you hide me for a while? Until my situation gets better?"
Garfield looked at her worriedly. "Who are you hiding from?"
"The police." She said uncertainly.
How would he react? Would he think that she was a dangerous madwoman running from the authorities? When she gave that thought another thought, she realized that it wouldn't be that heard to believe that about her.
She looked for a split second around her. Her bag's strap was digging into her shoulder painfully, but she was almost afraid to move to make her situation more comfortable.
This was beyond awkward; this was the definition of strangeness. This was the third time they had met and she was asking to move in. She was hoping for two things at this point: that he wasn't getting any ideas (she inwardly shuddered) and that he was going to not be too freaked.
To her surprise, he smiled.
"You're welcome here! Don't worry about that! Welcome to our humble abode!" he laughed.
"I wasn't worried…" she grumbled, but had to resist the urge to smile in relief. Garfield noticed this.
"What? BB, you can't just invite people IN MAE house without my-express-permission!" Cyborg, or Victor said, barging through the door.
"You were eavesdropping on us!" Garfield yelled indignantly.
"This is your house? My name's Raven. I hope you don't mind." Great, this moron of Logan had invited her in his friend's house? I don't know about you, but Raven was feeling a little fed up about the way her night was turning out.
"Nah, little lady. Nothing to worry about. You can stay. Grass stain here is gonna pay though."
"Huh?" Garfield asked.
Cyborg grinned evilly. Veerryy evilly.
It was in these moments that he was so happy he had kept those old photos of BeastBoy sleeping with a bright pink teddy bear…
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"NOOOOOOOOOO! YOU CAN'T DO THAT!"
"I can and I will!" Cyborg grinned tauntingly.
Raven, who was sitting cross-legged on the couch with her eyes closed, opened one eye in curiosity.
"My name's Richard." Said the man beside her.
"My name's Raven."
"You're Garfield's girlfriend, right?"
There was a rather eerie silence in the room.
"No." Raven replied calmly. "I am not."
"Ok…" Richard answered, confused.
Garfield sighed. "I broke up with Terra a week ago, Rob."
Raven thought that she could practically slice the tension in this room with a knife. Cyborg looked sad for his friend.
"Aww man! BB! You didn't tell us!" Cyborg said loudly sympathetically.
"We're all allowed our own secrets." Raven said calmly. "And someone's at the door."
The doorbell rang the second she finished her phrase.
They all stared at the female newcomer.
"That's the pizza!" Garfield said, happy for the subject change. He only one who knew about Raven's foretelling abilities.
"I'll get it." Victor said, wondering what that had been about.
Raven sighed. Why had she blurted that out? They were going to ask questions.
Well, she had a feeling they were going to ask her questions anyways, so what could that change really?
Minutes later, they were all sitting around the square table in the kitchen, eating their shares of pizza. The three boys each gave her a small portion of theirs, and although Raven felt bad, she agreed because she was starving and hadn't eaten a proper meal for three days.
Soon Garfield and Victor started fighting over tofu and meat, as usual.
"Why do you have handcuffs around your wrists?" asked Richard after a while, interrupting the boys' fight. He was getting a little tired of BeastBoy and Cyborg's fighting over meat and vegetables.
"I got in some trouble with the police." Raven answered, taking a bite out of her vegetarian slice of pizza, hoping they would not inquire further.
"But…there are no chains on those cuffs…" asked Garfield.
"I got rid of them."
"How?"
Raven stopped eating.
Cyborg had been the one to ask that last question.
"We all have our secrets." She said, hoping they'd drop it.
But that was like dangling a bone in front of a puppy and hoping said puppy would not try to get it.
Garfield's green eyes flickered.
"Com'on. Tell us, Raven."
Raven stared at their faces.
What do I do?
Just stick to silence.
They deserve the truth. I've asked enough of them.
Gar- uhh…Logan is looking at you.
She sat back against her chair.
"Can I trust you guys...?"
What the hell do you think you're doing? Raven didn't wait from an answer from the others, and went against her common sense.
They could throw you out! Treat you like a freak! Or worse, they would try to take advantage of –
You worry too much!
She has a point…
Hush!
Ignoring the internal battles within her, she stared at a clean spoon in the middle of the table.
Garfield, Richard and Victor, curious and confused, followed her gaze, and could not believe their eyes.
The spoon seconds ago had been silver, and now it was pitch black. It floated upwards and started twisting by itself. Finally it split in two, giving away, and the two pieces wavered in the air for a few moments before Raven dropped them into the waste basket on the other side of the room mentally.
"That's how…I broke free…" she said lamely, as a conclusion to her little performance.
She looked down to her outstretched hands. Closing them, she winced as she could feel their gaze.
"That…was…so…totally…AWESOME!" Garfield's eyes were wide and he was looking at her in genuine amazement.
She looked up, and the other three were wearing an, albeit confused, smile.
Raven could feel a rush of color turn to her cheeks. This was weird…being accepted…
"Well, do you want me to take those cuffs off?" asked Cyborg finally, breaking the heavy silence.
"That would…be nice…"
She watched as Cyborg pressed a button on the side of his watch.
Her eyes widened as she saw the skin fade away from Cyborg's body. Half his body was a…an android…
"So that explains the nickname Cyborg…" she said, her voice finding its usual monotone ring to it as she recalled moments when Garfield and Victor had been fighting.
She looked at him. One of his eyes was a bright red, and his body was covered in an armor-like metal mass, silver and electric blue.
She watched as his right hand became a saw.
Placing her hands in front of him fearlessly, trusting him, she watched as he sawed off her cuffs. Then the saw disappeared, turning back into his hand.
She rubbed her wrists.
"Thank you."
"I got in an accident…Years ago…Got turned into this…" he looked at himself.
Raven didn't know what to say, but she knew one of them would have to break the silence.
"Who…who are you guys exactly?" she asked finally.
"I'm Victor Stone, a.k.a. Cyborg!" Cyborg yelled cheerfully.
"I'm Richard Grayson…you can call me Rob." Robin answered a little more cautiously.
Raven turned her eyes finally to see BeastBoy, who was directly in front of her.
"Uh…You know my name…" he said sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. "I'm also the BeastBoy…"
Raven nodded.
"BB here can turn into any animal he wants." Cyborg said a big smile on his face as he slapped the nineteen-year-old's back.
Raven nodded again, impressed albeit her face didn't show it. "That's…cool…I guess."
BeastBoy was happy she approved and seemed relieved.
"What about you?" she turned to Robin.
"He's got no powers." BB said.
"He's a martial artist…and a retired acrobat."
Robin smiled, hinting arrogance. "One of the best there is."
Raven could not help but roll her eyes.
"So I landed in the Freak House?" she asked, giving them a small smile.
"Absolutely!" BB said joking.
Raven then asked: "You all live here?"
"Technically, this is my place. But these two slackers moved in." Cyborg said, starting to eat another bite of his food. The others, realizing that they had forgotten all about their food started eating again too.
"Why do you all live together?"
BeastBoy was about to answer when Robin cut him off.
"We got our reasons. You could say we wanna keep a low profile." Robin eyed her curiously. "How did you find us?"
"I can feel the aura of each person. I used that to locate Gar."
There was a silence. Robin spoke up next.
"Well, its ten thirty, I'm saying we watch a movie then we sleep?"
Cyborg jumped up. "Raven hasn't seen my ultimate DVD collection!"
"Sweet!" BeastBoy started, "Can I give the tour?"
"She's your lady." Cyborg winked and Raven glared as BeastBoy blushed.
"How did BB meat you anyways?" Robin asked, quickly changing the conversation.
"I used to be a fortune teller at this carnival. I had the unfortunate misery to have him stumble in." Raven answered simply, "And he left leaving his number." She offered as her only explanation.
"Why'd you look for him when you needed a place to stay?" Cyborg asked curiously as they all got up and started cleaning the table.
Raven lifted her plate through her powers and brought it to the sink.
"I don't have many friends to turn to." She answered dismissively, as if it were no big deal. And to her, it truly wasn't.
"I'm you friend?" Garfield said happily.
"You're a pesky acquaintance. There's a difference."
"I'm so honored!" Garfield joked as fake tears rolled down his eyes.
Cyborg started laughing.
"So, what do we want to watch?"
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Freddy looked at Mister Mod as they were putting up the circus tent up in the new location and in the new city.
"Um…Mister Mod?" he asked.
Mr. Mod turned around and suddenly the little man's eyes widened.
"NO FUTURE!" he suddenly yelled, pointing at Freddy, before turning around and walking off, leaving poor Freddy on the ground, eyes wide in shock and jaw dangling open.
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Hehehe…That last line was a spoof dedicated to my friends Rei, Emra and Princess Numnuts. May the force be with you.
Now, I don't particularly like this chapter, I find it confusing and the past suddenly sped up. I think I should have waited longer before putting Raven completely in the picture with the others, but then again we are at the fourth chapter and it's gotta happen sooner or later.
Next Chapter will have Star/Rob, and we may also see StarFire's powers.
Cookies to all!
Ryuu no Taiyo