Of Insanity
Robin had invited me one of his 'social gatherings'. A dinner and ball at Bruce's, eh, 'Humble house'.
I didn't know why, something about Batman, Brother Blood and the end of the world. Nor did I know why he invited me instead of Starfire.
Thus, I was rudely enlightened when he leaned close during supper. And uttered:
"Raven, I love you."
My prompt choking on the broccoli caused him to believe I hadn't heard him.
"……"
He later asked me for a dance.
And so, we twirled on the ballroom, me in the worst dress ever (Thank you Starfire, I'm sure I'll appreciate the pink) and him in a broccoli spotted Tuxedo.
The Band, it seemed, played for kinder gardens in their spare time.
"……"
It was pity I had to break his heart, he was very good dancer.
The 'song' finally ended and he finally spoke.
"Raven, I have something to say."
"Great." Deadpan. "I have too."
"Raven." Dramatic pause. "I love you."
"I'm sorry Robin." Dramatic pause. "I can't love you."
His face fell. Plummeted. Got shot down in flames…… Or Beastboy's hot Tofu sauce.
"Why? We're Friends, Right? We have a bond. If it's because you've got issues …"
"It's not the issues."
"Then why?"
"I'm engaged."
"What?"
"You don't think I wear this ring for nothing, do you?" He stared at my finger, like he saw it for the first time.
"I never saw it before." He seemed stunned. Maybe the shock would buffer the worst of it. "Who are you engaged to? The price of Azarath? Or Scooby Doo?"
"Idiot, Azarath isn't a monarchy." Dramatic pause. "I'm engaged to Slade."
"What?"
"Yes. I am to marry Slade whether I want to or not."
"Slade?"
"Yes; it was an arranged marriage."
"What is this? The high school Opera?" He picked up a whisky and took a long drink. "So, who arranged this marriage?"
"My Father."
"I thought you father is an arch demon who goes around destroying planets?"
"Ah…" Too much drama there. "That's… my uncle, Trigger! Trigon's a lawyer who goes around kicking puppies and dropping babies on their heads. Sorry for not being clear for the whole ancestry thing."
Another Drink. "We can still have a one night stand, Right? Then we can sneak of to Azarath and proclaim our true love……"
"I can't."
"Why not."
"Robin…" My eyes brimmed with Angsty Tears™ "I can't!"
"Why?" He softly says, taking my hand onto his. "Raven, dearest, keeper of my heart; do tell me why."
"Robin. It won't work unless you get a pair of ovaries."
"What?"
"Dumbass, I'm lesbian. I can't love you before you've got testosterone poisoning. I've been sleeping with the HIVE Headmistress for the past month."
"What?"
"Sad. But True."
He took yet another drink. "I don't believe you."
I patted his cheek. "Don't worry; with that bottle of liquor in you, you won't remember a thing."
"So how does Scooby feel about all this?"
