"Awh, c'mon Rae. Cheer up! This is supposed to be the most magical night of your life."

The violet eyed sorceress pursed her painted lips. Robin had insisted the team attend the local high school's prom, as per the principal and Starfire's request.

Their fearless leader could never turn down those peridot puppy dog eyes.

So here the sorceress sat, looking prim and proper, in a midnight blue gown Starfire had picked out. The dress was a beautiful silk, with a high neckline and plunging back. To Raven's distaste, her hair was pulled into a wavy updo, leaving goosebumps to prickle at her exposed spine. The team had insisted she looked remarkably elegant, but Raven hadn't a care for her looks. All she wanted was to finish her book, which Robin had insisted she leave at home.

To make matters worse, Beast Boy had gotten her a corsage. Raven had tried to decline, but allowed the white orchids to stay on her wrist, as a warning to other teens she was taken. Overall, the flowers seemed to be doing their job, Beast Boy was on his best behavior, and the night was halfway over. Maybe this isn't so bad… Raven quickly shooed the positive thoughts about prom from her mind.

"Garfield, I'm a sorceress. I've read every spell book, twice, just finished the Scrolls of Azar, and brought a dragon to life. Trust me, a night on a boat a bunch of teens will not be the 'most magical night of my life." She deadpanned, arms crossed. "No matter how many twinkly lights there are."

He chuckled. "Yeah, I guess there are a lot of other people…" His eyes grazed over the nicely dressed swarm of kids, girls dressed in over the top dresses, dark makeup, and boy in their best penguin suits. Spotting group of blondes, his eyes lingered.

"Go, Beast Boy." Raven spoke quietly. Her eyes scanned the dance floor, finding plenty of suitable, pretty, normal looking girls for Beast Boy. Her empathy was suddenly picking up strong waves of affection, and Raven opened her mouth to send him off once more. "If you see someone you like… you ask them to dance."

"If that's the case," the changeling's voice was suddenly warm on her cheek.
"I saw someone I liked a long time ago, Rae,"

"Who?" Raven squinted, searching the dance floor for some blonde, teenage royalty. "All I see is-"

"You." Beast Boy smiled, canine peeking at her shyly. Scanning her expression, he couldn't help but find Raven's grumpy pout adorable. She was like a breath of fresh air, unlike the painted exuberance of a prom queen. Her dark dress made her ashen skin silver, her eyes bare but holding more beauty than the universe should allow. Hand finding her cheek, the changeling gently turned her to face him; amethyst eyes meeting emerald ones.

Raven couldn't help her mouth from parting in shock. A warm blush tainted her cheeks, as her mind rushed to process what had just happened. I asked him if he saw someone he liked, and…. now he's looking at me…. Wait…

He's looking at me.

"So, Raven," His voice shook her from her thoughts, nervous but hopeful. Beast Boy stood, holding out his hand in a playful, gentlemanly way.

"Wanna dance?"

Needless to say, it was the most magical night of Raven's life.