Chapter 5: Clothes
"Clothes shopping?! Aw, man!"
I threw my arms up in a mock deliver-me-from-this gesture. Across from me, Robin was nodding grimly. Starfire looked positively delighted at the thought that her friends were going shopping with her. I stole a glance at Raven. She hadn't moved, just continued to stare at the book she had brought to the table. I waved my hand in front of her face.
"HELLO? Raven? Didn't you catch the last five minutes?"
She looks at me, her expression one of annoyance that I would even think of taking her clothes shopping. I mean, it's not ME taking her, it's all of us…but I would like to…on my own…that'd be nice.
"Beast Boy, you're drooling. And staring at me AGAIN!"
Oops, I didn't realize that I was drooling. Thoughts of going to the mall alone with Raven often distract me. Speaking of Raven, she continues to talk, even after I zone out. I better tune back in.
"…one is getting me in that mall after last time."
Starfire visibly flinched at that. She looked thoughtful for a minute.
"Please, Friend Raven, the earth boy was not badly hurt. And the car her was driving will soon be repaired. I shall make sure that no automobiles attempt to murder you this time"
"No, Starfire. There's no way you can get me in that mall."
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"I really hate you guys."
Raven is stuck in the backseat between me and Starfire. It is a crappy rainy Tuesday morning, and neither the girls nor I felt like flying. Starfire had insisted that we leave for "the mall of shopping" as soon as possible. So here we are at 9:00 in the morning, heading to the "happiest place on earth". Yeah, I'm so happy, I could just puke. I hate the mall.
For me, the mall lost its enjoyment after they kicked me out of the arcade. I swear they take it so personal if you even touch one of those machines in an "unapproved" way. So I turned into a bear and mauled the screen. The little shit that was playing against me shouldn't have been cheating. But as it was, I felt that he needed a little "Beast Boy inspired fear in him". I do have to say, Raven was not very happy when they told her that her "boyfriend" was trashing the arcade. She had grabbed my ear and yanked me outside.
"I can't even take you to the mall, can I? You said you wanted to come with me. ME! And I said yes. And then I find out that you had trashed the arcade! What were you thinking?"
Needless to say, it had taken her a whole month to get her breath back. And that's why I hate the mall. And now back to the car.
"Ahh, man. I hate the mall."
Beside me, Raven has her eyes closed, seemingly deep in thought. At the sound of my voice, she pops open one eye.
"I'm pretty sure the mall feels the same way, Beast Boy."
Oh, she's just being sore because she doesn't want to buy a dress. Starfire insisted that we all come to the mall to buy "nice clothes" because our uniforms were too ordinary or something. I should really start listening to Starfire. I just kinda tune her out sometimes. Oh, and now Cyborg's shooting me glances and gesturing at Raven. Ass. She's just sitting there minding her own business. What does he want? Cyborg mouths something at me. So that's what he's on about. I totally get it now.
"Raven?"
The dark empath girl looks up and then at me.
"What, Beast Boy?"
"Cyborg wants to talk to you."
"Wh-? NO!"
"Yes, Cyborg?"
Cyborg's throwing me a look that speaks of death and destruction…mine. Now to see him come up with an excuse.
"Umm…are you actually going to get a dress?"
The tin man's good, I'll give him that. Raven looks from Cyborg to me.
"Are you sure that's all Cyborg wants to ask me about?"
"Yes, Rae, I'm done." is heard from the front seat. Raven smirks at me for some reason."I really don't know if I even want to go. Why should I be pressed into getting something I might not wear?"
"Oh come on, Raven. It'll be fun. Please."
I give her the 'kitten-eyes'. No one can resist them.
Apparently, Raven can.
"Beast Boy, I have a rhetorical question for you; if today was your last day on Earth, what would you do differently? Especially by doing something different, today might not be your last day on Earth."
Raven smirks again at me before leaning back and closing her eyes.
"That question didn't seem very rhetorical to me." I grumble to no one in particular.
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"Oh, you did NOT just take my parking spot!"
Cyborg's screaming his head off a couple of teenagers who "stole" his spot. Ok, the parking space IS marked with a sign AND has Cyborg's name on it, but these are teenagers we're talking about. Teenagers don't care about saved spots. And I guess it does hurt that they did take a bit of paint off the T-Car pulling in. Cyborg really flipped a bitch about that. I mean it; I can still hear him yelling. And Robin and I are at the Men's Warehouse on the THIRD FLOOR! Now, on to the shopping. Robin is currently trying to find something nice but not "over the top". Whatever that means. I think a nice button down shirt and slacks will look nice.
Hmmm, let's see…No…No…N-…WAIT! We have a keeper. I just found a purple shirt! Like the same purple as my uniform. Now if I can find some black slacks, then I can dress up like me. And wow. This store is full of black slacks. I'm so happy Starfire isn't here. She takes forever to pick out an outfit for people. You know, if anyone lets her pick out their outfit. Sometimes she just will, and that's hard because she's so picky. I guess she just wants everyone to look nice, but still.
"OK. Let's pay and leave."
I turn to see Robin, who has opted for the 'James Bond' look. He's macked out in the whole deal. The full tux. I can't help but start to laugh.
"Dude, you look like a penguin!"
No, seriously, it's funny. He sighs and he starts to take everything off and put it back on hangers. I did mention that we are in the dressing rooms, right? No, Robin's stripping in the store.
I hand over my shirt and slacks to the clerk. He's a good looking blonde athletic-type. And he speaks with a real lisp!
"Oh my God! That is a fabulouth thade of purple. Would you like thome thoes to go with that, thir?"
Oh shit! I almost forgot shoes. Thanks, Mr. Fairy! I snatch a pair of Black Rockport's. I hand them over as well. I pay as fast as I possibly can and almost run away from him. Robin is right behind me.
"Was that guy hitting on me, or is it just me?"
"It's just you, Robin. But he was hitting on me."
"Forget it; let's just go meet the girls."