Continued from before

"Beastboy! It's time to get up!" Bill's voice rang down the hall. Beastboy groaned and pulled his sheets above his head. He heard footsteps coming down the hall and into his room. "Beastboy, get up now! We have a big Day planned, but we can't get started until you are awake." Bill said, poking Beastboy.

Muffled sounds came from under the covers. Bill sighed. He went to the end of the bed, grabbed the bottom of the sheets, and pulled them clear off the bed. "Now get up!" he said, rolling the sheets and walking out of the room with them, while Beastboy yelped and dove under his pillow as a mouse. He squeaked in anger at Bill. He changed back to himself, yawned loudly and got out of bed. He dressed and walked down the hall to the kitchen. The smell of breakfast greeted him and he inhaled it deeply. "Yum, what's that smell?" he asked, sitting at the table. Annabella turned from the stove.

"Well, good morning sleepyhead. Are you hungry? I'm fixing tofu eggs and no meat sausages." she said, taking the pan off the stove and placing it on a hotplate on the table. "Bill, breakfast's ready!" she yelled down the hall.

Bill stuck his head out of the bathroom, chin covered with saving cream, "I'll be right out. Just let me finish shaving." his head disappear back in the bathroom.

Annabella placed more items on the table, and then turned to Beastboy, "Go ahead and fill your plate dear, we have a big day planed." she said, sitting at the table with her cup of tea. She looked at him over her steaming cup, "Did you sleep better after your nightmare?" she asked carefully.

Beastboy suddenly remembered and nodded, glancing down at his plate. He had forgotten about his dream. "Where are we going today?" he asked, lifting his head to look at Annabella.

"We are going to a market that I read about yesterday. I got permission and we are allowed to go. That is why Bill is shaving. He never shaves unless he has to." she said with a grin. Beastboy laughed slightly.

Just then Bill walked into the kitchen. "What's so funny?" He opened the refrigerator and took out a beer, then sat down at the table.

"Honey, don't you think that is not a proper breakfast beverage?" Annabella said as Bill open the bottle and took a big swig.

He let out a belch, "Ah, come on. I don't drink this everyday, so there should be no problem of it. Ain't that right BB?" Bill took another long drink and looked at Beastboy.

"Um, I think I will stay out of this conversation." he said nervously. He popped the last of his sausage in his mouth and stood up. "I'm going to go to my room until we leave." Annabella and Bill nodded and Beastboy walked down the hall back to his room and closed the door behind him.

'He called me BB. I have only been called that by Cyborg.' Beastboy thought to himself as he remembered his friends. 'They must be worried sick about me. Maybe today when we go to the market, I could try to get back to the tower.' Beastboy remembered the time that Bill said that they had chips in there head that let whoever that was watching them know where they were, but Beastboy hadn't had a chip in him yet, so he could easily get away. 'But I don't want to leave Annabella and Bill. They have been so nice to me. No! My friends are what matter most. I can't believe that I had forgotten about them!' Beastboy put his head in his hands. 'I will do anything I can to get back.'

"Beastboy, are you ready? We are going to be leaving." Annabella shouted down the hall. Beastboy grabbed his coat and walked down the hall to the front door where Annabella and Bill were waiting. The door made a buzzing sound and opened slowly. They walked out of the house and down the street. All the while, Beastboy though of a way to run away.

To be continued…

Sorry it took longer than I expected to post this chapter. We had spring break and this is on the school computer. Hee-hee-hee. Shhh. Well, R&R and hope you like. Bye!