"How are you, my friends?" she asked.
"We're just peachy," Raven answered dully.
"That is good. What is that egg that you hold in your hand, Beast Boy?" she asked, still very perky. In the background, Robin and Cyborg could be seen fighting over a slice of bread.
"It's…um…our child…" Beast Boy muttered. Star's eyes became large, and she began to giggle.
"That is wonderful news! We'll have a quorshmort upon our return, and feast on Tameranian pillchoon skins!" She looked behind her at the fighting boys. "Well, I have no idea when our return shall be, but if your child hatches from its little egg before then, I hope it is well."
"Starfire, people don't come from eggs," Robin said, now next to her.
"But, Raven and Beast Boy's child does," she stated.
"I told you how it works already, Starfire. When a man and a woman love each other very much, the man puts his-"
"Enough!" cried Raven. "I don't need to hear this. Our child is one from an egg, it's a custom of our county. I'll explain it later."
"Oh. See Robin, people and chickens come from eggs," she said.
"Darn," Robin said, shuffling his feet.
"Last time he explained it to her, she wanted a demonstration," Cyborg said, poking his head in between the two.
"Shut up, Cyborg!"
"Why don't you shut up?"
A large brawl began, but Starfire didn't seem to notice. "And a very nice demonstration it was," she said, laughing. The transmission ended, and Beast Boy and Raven looked at each other, stunned.
"Well," Beast Boy said, looking around, "how long for it to hatch?"
"At least two weeks," Raven said.
"What? Two weeks? That's insane! It's nine months usually! Oh no, now we have to go get toys, and diapers, and I need to learn how to be a dad! Ah! I'll be an unwed teenage father!"
"Beast Boy, calm down. We're getting married on Saturday, anyways," she said.
"Wait, when was that decided?" he asked nervously.
"Calm down, I talked to your parents. It's all set up, don't worry. Everything will be just fine." She put her hands on his shoulders, massaging them.
"Yeah, easy for you to say! I need to get ready! What am I going to do?"
A smack. "Thanks, I needed that," he said, and he relaxed. She kissed him on the cheek, and walked off. Before she left the room, she said, "We'll have to consolidate our rooms soon, we have to be together."
A blank face. A gulp. Consolidate? He didn't know what the word meant, but he was sure it meant something important. He walked over to the cupboard and took out his cereal. The cereal spilled on the floor when he completely missed his bowl. "I'm so not ready for this!" he whispered. He decided to go to see Raven.
Raven sat in the room, egg in hand. She was chanting an old lullaby from her country, which was said to bring luck. A knock came on her door.
"Come in," she called. Beast Boy entered. "You're nervous," she said, motioning for him to sit on her bed.
"Yeah, I am. And I have no clue what that word," he paused for thought, "Uh, consol-something."
"Consolidate? Well, we should move into the same room if we're getting married, don't you think?"
"Well, yeah. I just didn't know what the word meant," he said, smiling sheepishly.
"That's ok," she said, sitting next to him. "Our child is going to be wonderful," she sighed.
"That's what I've wanted to talk to you about." His arm went over her shoulder. "One, I'm afraid of what it's going to look like when it hatches. Two, a baby? Three, I'm afraid of being a dad."
"Oh, Beast Boy," she cooed, snuggling in close with him, "It looks perfectly normal when it hatches. Two, it's a young child, not a baby. Three, you'll do fine! It won't be hard, the child is going to be a good one. There will be no trouble."
"I suppose you're right, you are the smart one," he sighed, holding her tighter.
"You got it," she said, kissing his cheek. They kissed, holding their child-to-be together.