Showbiz
By Mezzo-chan
I had been a routine cleaning. Cyborg had asked her to help him with the heavy lifting, and while using her telepathy to move the junk, she'd knocked a musty old box over.
"What in God's name is this?" she muttered and she picked up the VHS tape that had fallen out.
It was marked in faded black marker
BEAST BOY'S
DO NOT TOUCH
OR WATCH
NEVER
EVERObviously this had been stored away quite a while ago, and Beast Boy didn't want anyone to watch it.
So of course, she sat down and watched it.
The next few days were comprised of sudden sniggers, quiet stares, and most suspicious whisperings. Beast Boy had been getting the eeriest feeling that something had changed within the tower. Something evil had been let loose.
"Okay spill, what's going on?" he said one night at Raven's door.
"Absolutely nothing," Raven said in her usual monotone, "But you may want this back," and handed him the tape. She could almost hear his heart jump into his throat and felt the tension in the air.
"H-how much of this did you see?"
"All of it, I'm surprised…and a little disgusted…" she smirked.
"Yeah…well, after I quit the Doom Patrol, you see, I made some videos I'm not…proud of…" he stammered.
"I'll say," she folded her arms in front of her chest, "But I can see why you'd be ashamed of those kind of films,"
"Yeah…does everyone know?" his shoulders drooped in embarrassment.
She stood in the doorframe, watching him, debating on whether or not she could make him squirm some more.
She liked it when he squirmed.
"No," she sighed, "only Cyborg…" damned conscience.
"Thanks…" she smiled weakly as he shuffled away, his face glowing red at the thought of Raven seeing him like that.
And he vowed that he'd burn his copy of Space Trek 2022
Author's Note:
Sorry guys, couldn't help poking fun at Gar's acting career. Yeah, he used to be on a sci-fi sitcom called Space Trek 2022 as Tork, a green alien ensign. I'll try to post some more serious chapters now that I've gotten the comedy out of my system.
Next up, Chapter 6: Serenity
