She woke up, got out of bed, and dragged a comb across her head. She went downstairs to have breakfast and found herself eye-to-eye with a black cat.
"Aw, it's so cute!"
"Row!" It leapt off the table and flicked its tail.
"Did that cat just—?"
The cat flicked its tail again. She grabbed a bagel and ate it, then followed the cat.
She soon found herself lost in the city, but the cat appeared to know what it was doing. It eventually took her towards the beach, where she slipped on some wet sand and face-planted in the water. She jolted up at the cold wetness and gasped.
"COLD!" She stood up and wiped her face of the water and noticed Titans Tower. Suddenly, it all came back to her. She was Terra, Teen Titan and traitor. She looked at herself.
"What am I doing?" she asked herself, then ran back home to change.
He sat on the beach behind the cat and watched.
"Well, 6 down, 4 to go." With that, the angel flew off and left the cat to its own devices.
Jinx was bored out of wit. Mammoth was sitting nearby, equally bored. Mammoth had recently become a helper for the Titans, but it wasn't like the Titans needed much help anymore. Mammoth grabbed a nearby book and started reading.
"Wow. I didn't know you read," Jinx said.
"I do try, but I never get the chance. It's not like I'm stupid, contrary to popular belief."
"Oh, that explains you reading 'Hop on Pop.'"
"What? I'm bored out of wit right now. Normally, I'd be reading other books."
"Well, why not read them?"
"Because I'm getting sick of reading them. After seeing the name Ulysses every 8 words, you get to the point where it's like 'I don't care!'"
"And so you're reading Dr. Seuss?"
"It beats Frey."
"Yeah, there's a point."
"Hey, do you smell something burning?"
"Yeah. I wonder what it is?"
"Let's find out."
Mammoth and Jinx left the room to discover what it was.
"Oh, great. The oven exploded again," Mammoth groaned.
"Well, looks like we'll need another one."
"Yeah. I just hope the Art Van's not sick of seeing us."
"Oh, come on. We buy an oven every week; they're bound to want us to come back."
"You know, maybe we should try buying from somewhere else. I think it may be that Art Van sells defective ovens."
"Yeah, you may be right. I think there's a Gardner White out in Gotham."
"Alright, let's see if they have a good oven there."
And with that, Mammoth and Jinx left, not knowing what would happen to them on their way to Gardner White.
And so ends Chapter 3. Notice: If it sounds like I'm trying to slander Art Van, I'm not. I don't even know if they SELL ovens, let alone defective ones. Don't take it seriously that Mammoth and Jinx have problems with their ovens from Art Van. It's just a freaking fan-fic.
Which I hope you enjoyed. Note: This takes place after Things Change.
Now, it's time to leave you waiting. Until later…
This is S. Giovanni, signing out.