A/N: See SideStory #1 for full Notes and explanation.
Based on Kysra's sketch to be found here: www . deviantart . com / deviation / 33685488 / (remove spaces) -- Please remember to drop her a note and make her feel wonderful for having done this amazing thing for me? If you can't get the link to work (even removing the spaces) then just go to my emsscraps or go straight to Kysra's deviantart page. Just have kysra . deviantart . com (without spaces) or, just go to my profile page here and you'll find links to both my deviantart page and my emsscraps journal. But people, don't give up! Look at this picture! It's so worth it. Well, any of her stuff is worth it, but if you haven't seen the picture there might be nuances to what I wrote that you won't get.
It Only Takes A Moment – Sidestory 4 (From Part VIII)
BadAss
by Em
"...the ones with the little devils..."
Robin really wasn't a pervert. Really. Anybody who had ever met him could attest to that. He was excruciatingly kind and gentle and gentlemanly in the face of Starfire's attentions. He didn't salivate over the cheerleaders on any team while they watched football and he always turned his head politely away whenever some flighty fan exposed her breasts for his perusal. Not to mention that he had, quite valiantly, not only refrained from staring at her after her birthday fiasco, but had also refused to think of Raven's lack of clothing at any later time.
All in all, he was a pretty decent kind of guy.
It wasn't that he didn't like girls; he did. But he had been taught to respect them. It was one thing to tease his friends of the female persuasion and it was quite another to drool over a bit of exposed flesh like some old man on Viagra.
He knew that both girls on his team were very attractive with rather nice physical attributes, but he refrained, out of respect for them, from staring at said assets as if he were nothing more than a hormonal schoolboy.
That wasn't to say that he didn't glance...
There was no disrespect in merely glancing at the assets when they were in his view, afterall.
But there was a limit. He was a heterosexual male in the prime of his sexual youth, so really, who could blame him for staring when the object in question very readily available to be stared at?
And even though the little red devil riding the very center of the back of the black pajama pants seemed to mock his lack of restraint, he couldn't quite stop himself from enjoying the view.
The words printed below the devil served only to draw his attention to the softly rounded mounds of flesh they covered and he barely registered that the red bold letters actually spelled out 'BadAss' or that, apparently, the pants were part of a Halloween themed outfit and that everyone else in the Tower was teasing Raven for having lost the bet that got her into them in the first place.
Nope. He didn't notice any of it. He barely even registered the fact that the outfit's top was cropped just above her bellybutton and that quite an expanse of smooth pale skin showed just above the waistband of the pants.
He didn't even notice that Raven was also holding a plastic devil pitchfork in her hand until Raven turned around to face him and she had it resting lightly against his knee.
Robin mentally shook himself and gazed first at the pitchfork, then slowly raised his gaze until he met her eyes.
Her expression was one of quiet acceptance, "Well?" she asked, raising a brow.
"Well, what?" he asked, doing an admirable job of keeping his sight on her eyes and not on her exposed bellybutton.
"Don't you have anything to say about my outfit?" she asked.
"I...?" he just barely refrained from stammering.
She sighed, "Bumble Bee says I can't go change until I've given everyone a chance to make a comment or two about my outfit and you're the only one left," she explained with forced patience.
Robin blinked, "It's..." he thought of several adequate adjectives, but finally settled on one he wouldn't blush while saying, "...cute." 'See?' Robin thought to himself proudly, 'I really am not a pervert!'
Their friends groaned in disappointment behind them. "Jeeze, Rob, you're no fun!" Bumble Bee exclaimed somewhere to their left.
"Yeah!" Beast Boy chimed in, "The point is to make her embarrassed, duh!"
But when Robin looked back at her after having offered their friends an apologetic smile, it was to find that Raven's cheeks were just slightly tinged pink.
"Shoulda known Robin would take the high road," Speedy said somewhere behind her.
"Well," Raven finally said, clearing her throat and lifting the pitchfork to her neck. She turned around and Robin internally groaned as his sight was immediately and automatically drawn back to the BadAss label on her backside.
"Now, if everyone's done staring at my ass," Raven said, pausing to give everyone a chance to add on a bit more ribbing, "Then I'm going to go change," she finished, offering Robin only a slight glance over her shoulder before turning and walking out of the common room and toward the living quarters.
Well, he wasn't a pervert, Robin realized as he watched her walk away, but who would've guessed he was an ass man?
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A/N: Definitely a LOT more fun to write than pretty much any of the others. And as I said when I posted this on LJ, I blame the focus of this one entirely on Kysra. (look at the part of the drawing about the Devil Pjs and you'll see why...)
Oh, and on LJ, LadyNephthys and I have gone off a bit on what the bet might have been that got her in this predicament...I'm not going to c/p all that onto here, so if you're interested in seeing it, check out the original post and read the comments to it.
