Even though it was a typical summer day in Jump City, it didn't feel that way to a certain green changeling, who sang some inane tune that was popular at the time as he danced even more inanely down the hall. As far as he was concerned, the sun had never been that bright, the sky had never so blue and … well, he just felt great to be alive.
He charged into the common room and headed straight for the kitchen, ready to prepare a perfect tofu, lettuce and tomato sandwich, prepared with vegan mayo, of course. As he hummed his way into the kitchen he failed to notice that Raven was sitting on the circular shaped couch, reading one of her weird and creepy books. The last time he tried to pick up one of her books, it bit him. Raven heard him enter the room and was about to greet him, but quickly decided that he far too cheerful at the moment, and decided that maybe if she ignored him he wouldn't pester her with whatever was making him so happy, and happy he was, as her empathic sense could feel the joy ooze out of him. She was actually curious about his excessive happiness, but decided to let sleeping dogs lie.
After gathering his sandwich ingredients he began to assemble it, pausing between each step as he sang to himself.
"Go Beast Boy! You're the man, you're going to Titans East beach party, you're awesome."
He paused his song as he finished assembling his culinary delight. He picked up the plate upon which it rested and as he gazed upon his masterpiece he resumed singing.
"Go Beast Boy, you're awesome, you have a date for the party, and she's a smoking hot babe!"
"You do realize that your song doesn't rhyme at all." A gravelly monotone interrupted him.
He shrieked and almost dropped the plate on the floor, barely catching it before it hit the ground. After catching it he turned to the couch. Raven was staring at him with an unhappy look on her face.
"Sorry, Raven. I didn't know you were here. I'll leave so you can have some peace and quiet."
The sorceress stood up. "It's OK, I'm a little hungry myself. Mind if I join you?"
"Sure thing." He said as he gestured at the table. "Mi tabla es su tabla"
As she walked past him she said. "Tabla is the Spanish word for a board. The word you meant to use was mesa"
"I knew that." He said as she rummaged through the fridge. She eventually pulled out a small Tupperware container.
"You're gonna have leftovers for lunch?"
"Waste not, want not." She calmly replied as she reheated the last bit of Cyborgs three meat chili in the microwave. A minute or so later, with a can of orange soda and the reheated chili, she sat down next to him. He sniffed her food and grimaced.
"Better you than me." He said.
"You don't know what you're missing." She replied.
"Actually, I do, it's called meat."
"Why don't you just eat your bunny food sandwich, while the adult here eats real food?"
"I think I will." He said as he took a big bite out of it. They ate together quietly, until the gray girl broke the silence.
"So, I take from your exuberance that you have a date for the beach party,"
"I sure do."
"Anyone I know?" She asked before taking a swig of her soda.
"Power Girl."
Raven almost spat out her soda.
"Power Girl? Not her!"
The changeling's ears drooped, then he regained his confidence and glared back at her.
"What's wrong with Kara? She's a total babe."
"What's wrong? I'll tell you what's wrong with her. Have you seen the way she dresses?"
He smiled. "I sure have … wait … what's wrong with the way she dresses?"
Raven rolled her eyes. "Are you serious?"
"What? Oh come on … she dresses like you do."
Raven stood up. "What did you say? I do NOT dress like her."
"I'm serious. She wears a leotard, a cape and boots, just like you do. Different colors, of course."
She pointed at her chest. "My leotard doesn't have a big hole in the middle, exposing my cleavage."
He was tempted to say that if Raven were as well endowed as Power Girl that she might want to show off her cleavage too, but wisely said nothing of the sort.
"I still don't see what the problem is."
She frowned at him. "Of course you don't … do you have any idea of how old she is? It's completely inappropriate for you to date her."
"What?"
"She's in her twenties. You're only sixteen."
"Seventeen … next month."
"Does she know how old you are? Have you told her that you're still a minor?"
"Hey, we're all emancipated. Legally, we're adults." He shot back at her.
"Have you told her how old you are?" She said in a very stern tone.
He crossed his arms. "Why are you making such a fuss about this?"
Raven shrunk and turned away from him. "Well … I ..." her voice trailed off.
"You can't tell me that you don't like Kara. Everyone likes her. Do you how many guys in the Justice League ask her out on dates? Everyone does. I totally scored when she said yes."
"I wanted you to ask me." She said in a whisper as she still faced away from him.
"You want to go with me? For real?"
Without turning around she nodded her head.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"Because it's ridiculous. I would be the date from Hell. Who in his right mind would take me to Titans East beach party?"
Gar reached for her shoulder and gently turned her around. The last time he saw that expression on her face was when he told her she wasn't alone.
"I would take you."
"You already have a date."
Gar pulled his communicator out and quickly pressed a few buttons.
"Hi Kara ... yeah it's me … hey, uh … something just crossed my mind … I forgot to tell you that I'm sixteen … I'm not joking, I'm really sixteen … I just thought that, you know, that you might get in trouble dating a teenager … Justice League rules on dating? Wow, it's a good thing I thought about that, I don't want you to get into trouble … so we're cool? Awesome. Sorry about not telling you before … sure … OK … bye."
Raven stared at him, dumbfounded.
"You broke your date with Kara … for me?"
He grinned at her. "Sure thing, mama."
"I don't know what to say."
"You don't have to say anything … your lunch is getting cold."
They sat back down and finished their lunch. As soon as they were done eating, she got up.
"I, uh, need to go meditate." She said as she headed for the door. She stopped and turned around. "Garfield, thank you. What you just did, it makes me feel special."
He smiled back at her. "That's because you are."
Raven walked back to her room. Once inside her abode she went straight to her closet. She kept her old leotards on the right hand side. She used the old ones mostly for training. There was one that looked especially worn, ready to be thrown away. She pulled it out of her closed and laid it over her desk, studying it carefully. She then paced around the room, silently talking to herself, gesturing with her hands as she mumbled.
She then walked back to her desk and pulled a pair of scissors out …
A few moments later …
Raven stared at her reflection in the mirror. An oval hole had been cut into her old leotard, which she was now wearing.
"I wish they were bigger." She muttered to herself as she used her hands, pressing her bust upward to enhance her cleavage. She then remembered that stores sell special bras for just such a purpose.
She covered herself with her cape and opened a portal to Starfire's room. Surely, the princess would know which push up bras worked the best. It was time for a trip to the mall. Before stepping into the portal she looked back at her mirror, once again pushing her bust up with her hands.
"This could work." She said as she stepped into the portal.
The End