Nooooooo! Not more props!

Oh, yeah.

Lady of Faerie: Thanks for the backup! Robbie is such a weenie. Don't worry-I shall certainly fuck with him more. Oh-and dark back at ya! (Brain: Of all the lame...)

Schizo and proud: Wow! You dislike the 'stupid black haired monkey freak' even more than I do! Or is that the other who hates him? (Brain: Read it again, idiot.)

Visigoth: Do I need permission to rip off ideas? Muahahahaha! Hee hee-he said 'carnage.' (Brain: Oooh-now I'm sooo scared...)

Rev. Xan'Thex: Or 'lame boy syndrome.' Hee hee. Or 'last bitch standing.' Hee hee. (Brain: Shut up, and let's kill him already.)

Saint H: Oh, yeah. I remember better than you may imagine. I just finished my college degree 2 years ago. Hmmm...I take it you like Wondebread's outfit? (Brain: He's wearing it at this moment...)

A PERSON! Thanks! You rock hard! (Brain: Vinnie's head rock hard.)

Kali: Asshole? Asshole-moi? Jeez, I was just trying to write something amusing here... (Brain: He is an asshole, and a bad liar.) 'Bad Robin, no explosives...' Hee hee hee! Daa!

Shekron Kaisar: I will get to it. Raven gets 'it' a lot? I didn't know...

Darkest Midnight: Hey-your reviews don't ever you-know-what! Hee hee hee. Perhaps I can confuse you some more, before this is over.

Tameranian Raven: Tch! Better listen to your mom. (Brain: Yeah-look what it did for you...) Yeah-I knew Robin was good for something, but you put it very succinctly!

2Lazy2writeyourwholenameright: Lame excuse...we know you just don't want to be identified, because you probably write love poems to Robbie-pooh on fanfic. Handle the last few chapters right? Last few? This could go on indefinately... (Brain: Oh-kill me now!)

the lone psychopath: Robbie-pooh on crack? Hmmm...maybe that's why he is so hyper and obsessive...

I think I forgot my name: You have read other stories of mine and not reviewed/death-glare/ (Brain: He still doesn't get it...)

Terra Logan: Sew sawwy! I fawgot 'pweeze' was youw word. Pweeze fawgive me!

Notice to all: The word 'Pweeze' is the intellectual property of Terra Logan, and is used here without her permission. But I hereby apologize for not giving her proper credit for last chapter's title.

Begin 'Letter' (Ooooh! Cooliolio page breaks! Thanks sooooooooo much, ff admin!)

Dear Vin,

I am getting the horrible feeling that the mitigation of my hate for you is being misinterpreted by you and others as something other than what it is.

Do you really imagine that I could have have feelings for you? Those kind of feelings? I almost have to laugh. I can understand my adolescent friends titillating each other with rumors of my alleged attraction to a fanfiction author four times my age. Amusing. But you? I thought that, at the least, you were an intelligent adult. Was I wrong? About either; both?

Let me explain, for the benefit of all concerned with prying into my private life. You know that I am half demon, and my destiny is to destroy your world. That disaster could occur sooner if I allow my feelings to run out of control. This is the part where you come in. Were I to allow my full hatred of you to gain broad expression...poof; no more Earth.

I have spent a great deal of time meditating and delving into my subconscious mind to alleviate the pain I feel when I contemplate your existance. It would be much simpler to kill you, but Robbie-the-pooh would banish me from the Titans. The only option is to convince my emotions that my hatred for you is really suppressed arghhhh! feelings of attraction.

Twisted, yes. But understand-it is the only way I can avoid either your death, or the death of your world. We have spent a great deal of time contemplating the manner of your death.

It is agonizingly difficult to even write this letter to you. I had to dictate it under the influence of self-hypnosis, in order to overcome the implanted suggestion which allows me to function without being obsessed with your horrible, painful, slow, demise. Does she not love the evil one?

Thank heaven I have a therapist who is fully appreciative of the gravity of my situation. He says it will be easier, with time, to control these false feelings of attraction than it would be to deal with the truth. Shut up! Liar! Now, if only he could help you with your delusions. It is not yet complete. We must hold out for a little while longer...

Dr. Slade says I am doing well. My aura is become more blue and less red. If only my friends were not such idiots. Useful idiots..

Please, for your own good, and for the good of the world, leave me alone. Noooo! Leave my friends alone. Don't you understand? You could bring about the destruction of all that you know and hold dear. Soon it shall be done.

We are one; we are strong; we are the Raven. Please don't make this harder than it already is on me. Do not slacken your efforts. Don't make me have to express false feelings of affection for you. She wishes it to be so. Remember, even if I say that I like you, I really hate you. That's right... I could never have feelings for one for whom my true feelings are only of revulsion. Poor dear, we are so confused.

I hate you so much. ...that I have transmogrified those feelings into love. Obsessive, all-consuming love...

Yours truly, for evermore...

Raven Roth

P.S. Please stop writing me back! ...Come to me...

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