Crys's Plan

"Because I'm such a brilliant genius, I have a brilliant plan," said Crys. Raven looked at her skeptically.

"Seriously! In my home realm (A/N: a realm is a kingdom that you get to through a portal. It's so awesome) Zone 23, we have all these awesome spells that do, like, everything. Here..." she opened a drawer, and pulled out a hardcover, glossy, dark blue book. In silver calligraphy was written The Spells of An Inkweaver.

"An inkweaver is someone who creates spells and writes them down," Crys explained. "They're famous in Zone 23."

Raven slowly turned the pages. There were spells for everything, from practical jokes to torture to simple at-home-help spells, like "housebroom"breathes life in a broom with hands who cleans and cooks for 3 days.

Crys pointed at the page. "We used the lengthener spell to length the spells time, and we extended it to two years! We even gave her a name: Lorelai."

Raven smiled. Crys was really cool. And it looked like, whatever her idea was, was going to work.

"So on with my plan. Flip to the marked page," Crys instructed. Raven went forward about 100 pages before finding it. She read the large title:

"'Reversible Cosmetic Changes." She looked up at the demon slayer. "Are you kidding me?"

"They work awesome." She pointed at Raven and said, "Aerfitius."

TT

"Logan..." whined Alexa. They were at the pizza place with the other Titans, eating pizza (no way!) Except for her. She was having an iced tea. Everyone was talking about demons and such, and that didn't interest Alexa. And Alexa was bored.

"Yeah?" he turned to her. She was pretty, had a nice smile. Cry's is even cuter, said the little voice in his head. And her smile is even better. Logan did his best to squelch the little voice. They were usually wrong...right?

"Let's go somewhere tonight." Logan went blank. He was new in the area, after all. He turned to the Titans for support.

"There's a great club nearby," Robin chimed in.

"Yeah, Club Blue." Added Cyborg (A/N: it's the club from the episode "Sisters" with Blackfire).

"Please?" Alexa turned Bambi eyes on Logan. The same ones that persuaded him to ask her out, dump Crys, and lose her. Eh, what would one more time do?

"Ok." he said, taking a bite of pizza.

"We can all go," said Terra.

Logan hoped he'd find Crys there.

Little did he know he would, but he wouldn't know it.

TT

"Oh. My. God." even her voice was different. More musical, and sweeter and...something else.

"Mysterious," answered Crys, knowing what she was thinking. They were in their Jack-and-Jill bathroom, examine themselves in the full-length mirror. Crys was tapping her chin, critiquing her new look.

Crys had glossy auburn ringlets and long, sparse bangs that hit her eyelashes. Her skin was now a soft honey, when before if had been a paler color (she claimed there was just three moons at Zone 23 instead of a sun). She had thinned her lips to a normally size and toned the color to a warm pink. She wore a dark blue silk tank top and dark wash jeans that hit the floor. To keep her from tripping over the three inches of jean that cascaded to the ground, she wore tall black high heels that showed only an inch of her own foot.

She looked nothing like herself. Which was the point. And neither did Raven.

Raven's skin color had gone from pale gray to a pale honey. Her hair was midnight black, and had a signature cut by Crys. The front was just below her chin, and as her hair continued it got longer–all the way to the middle of her back. Her lips were slightly larger and a pale pink. She was in a white Oxford shirt and a black vest over that. Add a black jean miniskirt and black sandals with kitten heels, and Raven was set.

Raven then noticed two things about her and Cry's new appearance: Crys had not changed their eyes, and they both were revealing their midriffs.

"Um, two questions," said Raven. Wow, her voice was different. Crys turned to her, her eyes wan and curious.

"Why are our midriffs showing, and why didn't you change our eyes?"

Crys smiled. It was the same smile, but on a different face. It made Raven secure and out of place at the same time.

"I didn't change our eyes because it would give us that...factor that would set us apart, that would give the Titans that remembrance of us. The real us, I mean. And I didn't cover our midriffs because..." she whipped something out of the back pocket of her jeans. "Of these!"

They were fake tattooes.

"No," said Raven automatically. "Never. Over my dead body."

"Please?" Crys gave her sad eyes. "I picked out the best ones..." she held them out. Crys's said Wink, wink and Raven's said Miss Independent.

Raven took a deep breath.

"Just this once," she said. Crys grinned.

As they put them on, Raven asked, "so where are we going?"

"Club Blue," said Crys straightening up. "Because that's where the Titans are headed."

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