A/N: Yay! Two reviews so far! Awesome! Thankies to:
Samuraigirl
and
Overactive Mind!
Oh, and in answer to all the questions and/or comments:
Samuraigirl: I understand, not much has happened so far...Totally understandable. Can ya review for me now?
OM: Well, I'm sorry, but you can't have Happy Raven Panacakes. Why? Cy an' BB were piggys an' all 'em all...Well, actually, there's one stuck on the ceiling, ifn you want it...xDDDDD. An' about joos suggestions/guessings/whatnot...o.O...I'm not at liberty to tell you...Takes the fun outta all of it, dontcha think?
Disclaimer: Once again, I do not own Teen Titans. Nope, nada, no owning, me not.
-nods- Just so you know.
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A dark void, filled with red stars. A huge flat stone, floating in the midst of the nothingness that is Raven's mind. She was meditating, trying to piece together why exactly she was so…joyful this morning. Even the though of her joy being let out, her emotions running haywire like that, made her cringe and focus harder on figuring out the problem.
"Azarath Metrion Zinthos…..Azarath Metrion Zinthos…" Raven repeated over and over, in her signature 'meditation' position, cross-legged, arms over knees, eyes closed, whatnot. She had been at this for a while, but still couldn't figure out anything about her emotions going wild like that. With a quick inhale of breath, her present darkness-background disappeared, her room being the background now, and she fell hard on her bed. She didn't seem to notice, for she held up her hand. Luckily, the robotic bug-thing she had squished earlier was still on her hand. Smirking, she stood up and turned to her door. She was going to go give this to Cyborg, maybe he could figure out what it was. With that firmly placed in her mind, she opened the door with her powers and walked out, only to run into Beastboy, who was about to knock on her door.
"Beastboy! What're you doing?" she asked, annoyed at her interruption.
"Sorry, Raven, but I was going to ask somethi---Hey, what's that?" Beastboy said, his attention now diverted to the bug she was holding in her hands. Raven sighed and pushed past him.
"Nothing." She answered shortly, going towards the living room, where Cyborg would probably be, playing those stupid video games he loved so much.
"Yeah right. I don't believe it. Common, you can tell me!" he said, running after her.
"No, I can't. Even if I wanted to tell you, I couldn't."
"HA! It's 'cuz you don't know, isn't it?" Beastboy waited for an answer, an angry retort that would make him wish he hadn't spoken, or a black clawed hand pushing him away from her, but none came. Instead, he was met with silence. No reply came from Raven, just her hood going up over her eyes, obscuring her face from his view. He blinked and glanced over at her.
"Are you alright? I know, I've asked you that like, five thousand times today, but…I'm gettin' kinda worried." He asked. Silence again. The two had stopped walking, leaving them alone in a hallway, mere feet from Raven's original destination.
"Beastboy…" she said in a voice quite unlike her normal one. It wasn't happy, it wasn't monotone, it wasn't even angry. It was sad. Beastboy blinked and tried to peer into the depths of her hood, to see what was up, when Raven suddenly tore off her hood. Her eyes were filled with tears, and they were twice as big as normal. Beastboy yelled in surprise and flew back a few feet, his eyes wide. He'd rather have him be angry at her! What did he do to make her cry?
"You were…you were….worried about me?" she asked, sniffing loudly, her lower lip sticking out slightly. Beastboy nodded, not knowing what else to say. What could he say to a Raven like Timid, when he and Cyborg were stuck in her mind all those months ago…
"I didn't know you…cared…I thought you hated me…" she said, looking down in shame.
"Come on, I don't hate you." He said, feeling like he had heard this conversation before. He stepped up closer to her, patting her on the shoulder awkwardly. Raven sniffed again, then she flinched and her eyes narrowed.
"Why are you touching me?" she asked, angry again.
"Jeez! Make up your mind! Are you happy, sad, angry, WHAT?" he said, pulling back his hand like he had just touched a hot stove, morphing into a dog. He turned his tail up, in a huff, and walked off, towards his room. Raven watched him go, wanting to morph him into next week, but a cry from in the garage stopped her murderous thoughts.
"MMMYYYYYY BBBAAAABBBBBBYYYYY!" Raven blinked. That was Cyborg's voice! She rushed through the living room, and flung open the garage door.
"What's wrong?" she asked, then she stopped, her eyes wide in surprise, her jaw dropping to the ground. Cyborg was in the corner of the room, his hands covering his eyes, tears streaming from under his hands. He would occasionally remove a hand, to look in the direction of the T-car, only to gasp and cover them again. And, under the hood of the car, was Starfire's legs, kicking wildly. Pieces of the inside of the car were being flung out of the car, and Raven could hear Starfire mumbling under her breath.
"No…That part goes there…That one, over here…That cannot be there, at all…" she muttered. Raven blinked, then saw Robin, standing a few feet from Starfire, occasionally holding up his hand, like he was trying to say something, only to have a piece of car thrown at him, making him yell and duck.
"Uh, Robin? What's going on with Starfire?" Raven asked, stepping over to him, forgetting about the bug in her hand.
"Remember that old CD player Star bought at that garage sale last week?" he asked, glancing over at Raven, who nodded. Starfire had seen the old thing, dusty and un-used, and had decided then and there. She needed to have it. Raven, who had been forcefully drug along with her, had tried to get her to reconsider. It wasn't worth the ten bucks. It would collect more dust. But Starfire hadn't listened. She had bought it, and returned home with it clutched to her chest like it was a newborn kitten. She had stored it away in her room, not letting Cyborg touch it, to fix it. She was determined that it wasn't broken, just shy. Robin had tried to tell her that the CD player wasn't a living thing, it didn't have feelings, but Starfire hadn't believed him.
"She fixed it." Raven blinked, glancing at Starfire. Every thing she had tried to 'fix' ended up being worse for wear. No matter how much she wanted to help, she made it worse.
"How did she fix it?"
"We dunno. She came out of her room, holding the CD player, which was playing quite well, actually. Then she fixed the leak in the faucet, the broken chair Cyborg broke a few days ago, and then she turned to the T-car."
"How did she fix it?"
"I already told you, I dunno!"
"…How did she fix it?"
"RAVEN!"
"What?"
"Urrg…"
"Friend Robin, how can Cyborg be our technician? His work is rather, botchy, I think it the word, yes?" Starfire said, peeking out from under the hood of the T-car, covered in oil.
"Hey, I take offense at that!" Cyborg said, recovering from his initial shock.
"Why should you? She is only trying to recompense for your illiterate skills at fixing up automobiles." A voice, very familiar but totally wrong, said from the doorway. All four Titans turned, to see Beastboy, his arms at his chest, and a bored expression written on his face. He was wearing horn-rimmed glasses, and his hair was slicked back, parted in the middle. Overall, he looked like a nerd straight from NASA.
"BB?" Cyborg said, in utter confusion.
"I think the term you are searching for is 'Beastboy'." Beastboy amended, walking to them, hands still behind his back. Raven and Robin exchanged glances, before Starfire suddenly 'EEEK'ed, and they turned their glance over at her.
"Please, why am I covered in black slime and why is this insect found on the back of my neck?" Starfire asked, glancing around in a very confused manner.
"And…what is this?" she asked, pulling out a piece of the T-car.
WWWWHOOOOOSSSHHHH
The whole garage was filled in seconds with black smoke, covering everyone. Cyborg yelled in fear, and then his eyes narrowed, looking over at Starfire, who was blinking some of the smoke out of her eyes. All five of them were covered in black.
"Get…out…now." He growled dangerously, and Starfire eeped again, then flew out of the room as fast as she could, dropping the piece and the little bug she had squished off her neck. Robin bent down to pick it up, then saw Cyborg, surrounded by flames, his face red with fury.
"Uh…Titans, retreat!" Raven said, mimicking Robin. Robin, slightly miffed at the use of his favorite phrase, listened to her anyways, after grabbing the bug Starfire had dropped.
"I concur with our dark friend, here." Beastboy said, adjusting his glasses and walking out of the room. Raven was left with an angry Cyborg, who was glaring at her. Raven smiled, about to say something, when Robin ran into the room, and dragged her out.
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A/N: Yesh, new questions! And yeah, two chappies in one day...Well, it technically was a few minutes after Midnight for the first one, so...This is later in the evening.
-shrugs-
Oh well. Anywhos, questions!
1.) Since when did Star become a techynition?
2.) Since when did Beastboy read talk in such big sentences?
3.) Since when did I, Lukittymuffin, think of such big words for BB to speak?
All those questions, maybe not the third, though, will be answered later, R&R!
