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Beast Boy walked away from Raven's room, happier than he's been for the past week. He started whistling the Puffy Ami Yumi Teen Titans theme song. He soon found himself in his room, staring out at the sunrise in longing. An idea sparked in his head. He grabbed a clipboard and some pencils, and he ran out of his room. He soon re-entered his room to grab his I-pod, and then he ran out.
Raven trudged over to the kitchen table, and she poured herself some tea. Robin looked up and smirked. "Quelle surprise." He said jokingly. Raven looked over at him. "Shove it." She said dangerously. Robin sweat-dropped and he sprinted out of the room. She looked over to the window and the sunrise. The sky was a brilliant shade of purple. 'How strange… sunrises are rarely purple.' She thought. Its warming glow invited her to feel the warmth outdoors, and she obeyed. Secretly, she cursed the colour of the sunrise… it reminded her of a certain green changeling's uniform. Upon entering the roof, she gazed at the sunrise, until her senses indicated someone else unintentionally keeping her company. Beast Boy was sitting on the edge of the roof, seemingly writing something. "What are you doing up here? You are never up this early." She waited for a reply, but nothing came. She stepped closer, and she heard the faintest sound of music.
He was listening to his I-pod, and he wasn't writing… he was sketching. She stepped even closer, and she glanced at his drawing. Raven gasped, and she stared at it. It was a picture of the sunrise, but it looked like a photo in black and white. Beast Boy froze, and then he covered his picture. "H-how long have you been standing there?" He asked timidly as he whipped around, unfortunately a little too fast. He slipped off of the edge, almost instantly turning into a bird; he flew off with his sketchbook in his beak, and a small sheet of paper falling out. He continued to fly, not returning for the paper, and Raven bent down to pick it up. She slowly opened the paper and she gasped at a shocking sight. The page was filled to the brim with highly accurate pictures of herself, Raven. All of the pictures had captions next to them. One picture was scribbled out, and it had a caption that read 'Nah, she'd never. She hates me too much.' Raven had a hunch as to what was drawn there, or at least, a hope.
Raven was awakened out of her daze by a familiar screech. She ran over to the source, and she gasped once again. Beast Boy was sitting on the ground, clutching his arm. Blood was seeping through his glove, and he winced in pain. Raven rushed over to his side, and looked at his wound. It was clear cut, obviously from a razorblade. She helped him up, and took him to her friends.