(Author's Note: Song is Bein' Green by Kermit the Frog! And yes, it's about Beast Boy! It's kind of a random chapter, but it's mainly a filler. Extremely few events in this chapter are for making the story go forward, but I hope you like it all the same!

Disclaimer: Me? Own Teen Titans? NOOOOoooo...)

Beast Boy woke up this morning feeling slightly refreshed and quite ready for another day of investigation. This had been going on for three days already and most of the time he gave up early when he got no lead consistently. He wished he had asked Robin to teach him how to be savvy with his surroundings and where best to look when snooping around. Finding no clues was like being rejected by anyone over and over and over again. It didn't feel nice. And each day of the three days, now fourth, he started out with a positive attitude, believing today was the day he would find something, but in the end his mood would decline until he no longer had enough motivation to keep on going.

That morning, it seemed to be an exception to his mind at that moment, but in hindsight it seemed to be like one of those other days. The first thing he would do once he got up was to get washed and changed into his superhero uniform, and making sure that he looked good. Then, he would go to the small dining hall, which was in actuality the size of a normal dining room, for his breakfast.

After some persuasion, Beast Boy managed to be prepared a special vegetarian meal. That morning, it was tofu eggs with celery and a glass of orange juice.

"G'morning, Beast Boy," the cook and owner of the inn greeted, working the frying pan and already whipping up the meat-free substitute eggs. "Take a seat and I will bring your breakfast over."

Beast Boy thanked her and took a seat on the checkered cloth-covered dining table. The cook finished cooking, poured a glass of orange juice, and placed them in front of Beast Boy.

"Enjoy," she said as Beast Boy dug in. She stared at him for quite some time, and when Beast Boy noticed her, she added, "You do know we have a clinic here, right? It's the eighth block to the right of here."

"It's not a sickness!" Beast Boy retorted with his mouth full. He was having enough of all the talk about his green skin and recently his single sticking out fang. The people of Markovia had never seen any superheroes and that often their characteristics are not of the typical humans'. He denied that he had problems, but they denied his denial. He began to realize how irritating it must have been for Raven whenever Beast Boy disgustedly called her 'creepy' despite it being her most characterizing trait. It must have been a similar feeling he was receiving nowadays.

I should really make up to Raven for all those times, he made a mental note to himself.

"I don't think so," the owner's denial reignited, to Beast Boy's chagrin. "Promise me you will get a checkup, alright? Your skin is olive green, which is rarer than the standard definition of 'Rare'."

Beast Boy, having no desire to continue the topic over to the rest of the day, gave a fake nod, and she stopped minding him and his breakfast. After his breakfast, he grabbed his imaginary magnifying glass and smoke pipe and got out of the inn.

First top; St. Pierre's Bakery!

It's not that easy being green
Having to spend each day the color of the leaves
When I think it could be nicer being red, or yellow, or gold
Or something much more colorful like that

Beast Boy had searched in many places during the previous three days. He just knew that if he could find one lead, then he could go on a roll and find many more. Unfortunately, he had not found that pivotal piece yet.

Maybe the bakery will be the piece, he thought confidently. Yesterday's round of clue searching gave him the information that Terra's favorite spot in the Marketplace was St. Pierre's Bakery. His source stated that it was because of the bakery's popular frosted strawberry cheesecake, but he knew better than to believe that a piece of food was the primary reason for someone to make recurring trips. It was just a mouth-watering bonus to something more beneficial.

He arrived at the stall and, just as expected, Terra was already seated and receiving her plate of the usual. She noticed him and gave him a worried look. The look did not read out that she was worried about him, but more like worried about her because of what he might do.

"G'morning, Terra!" he exclaimed, plopping himself onto the seat directly opposite her. Terra shook her head, hoping that when she regained composure from the dizziness caused that Beast Boy would disappear. He didn't.

"What are you doing her?" she scowled softly, eyes shifting between him and the baker.

"Looking for clues, of course," Beast Boy grinned. Terra's worried, so there must be something here!

"Go away," she whispered. Not now...

"Alright, Terra..." a voice said. It was coming from the baker, Gerard. Terra leaned back and pretended that she wasn't annoyed by anyone when Gerard smiled at her. The baker brushed the pastry crumbs off his apron and went towards their table.

He then slid Beast Boy away and took his seat, leaving Beast Boy fallen on the rough ground with a comical thwack.

"What's that about, dude?!" Beast Boy stood up and bellowed. A surprised Gerard jumped up, and Terra could only watch and groan in misery, looking down, away from the embarrassment.

This is totally awkward, she thought miserably.

"Whoa, I apologize!" Gerard said defensively, looking weirdly at a frowning Beast Boy. "I swear I thought you were just a leaf on my seat. Why are you so green?!"

Terra inwardly whimpered. Uh oh, he pulled Beast Boy's trigger...

And that he did. Beast Boy was fuming and everyone could see that for his green skin was reddening, and in the flushed way.

"WHAT IS SO WRONG ABOUT BEING GREEN?!"

He was heavily panting as passersby, including Gerard and a groaning Terra, turned their faces at Beast Boy as a result of his outburst.

"You know what, I'm outta here!" he boomed with finality, and he stomped away from the bakery, forgetting that he was there in the first place to do some investigating.

It's not that easy being green
It seems you blend in with so many other ordinary things
And people tend to pass you over 'cause you're
Not standing out like flashy sparkles in the water
Or stars in the sky

And on his way out of the Marketplace, the situation wasn't getting any better. People continually looked over at Beast Boy as if he were some kind of mutant. He was already furious, so their stares were doing the opposite of alleviating his angered emotions.

He had never had such an issue before; his green skin and how alien it was to everyone else. Some people he met in the past would also find his olive skin unusual, but he was never bothered as much. In fact, at times he took it with stride and pride. So what made this different? He couldn't quite figure out.

His became greenish scarlet with each more person giving him some kind of look. He had never had that many people before, and maybe that might be why he was so angry? But earlier it was only Terra and Gerard, now he was just intensifying his anger when he could control it. Doing nothing to loosen up would only make it harder for him to calm down.

Why can't I just not have green skin? he wondered, but quickly dismissed that thought. He would never regret being what he is, but he allowed himself to be mad, sad, whatever, about the topic. He wanted to be expressive, but not regretful.

Because he didn't pay so much focus on where he was going, he happened to stumble upon a bunch of grass. He looked up and saw the entrance sign reading 'Garden'.

But green's the color of Spring
And green can be cool and friendly-like
And green can be big like an ocean, or important
Like a mountain, or tall like a tree

The garden, like any other floral oasis, was blanketed with greenery as natural as breathing. Beast Boy surely loved breathing in from the relaxing atmosphere the plants offered. It soothed him from his madness. What was better was that he found a spot in the garden where there was no one nearby, so he didn't have to glare at them for staring at him.

"There isn't a problem being green," he told his thoughts. As proof, he glanced peacefully at the shrubs of bushes, at the leaves directly below him, at the mountains from afar, and at other green stuff. "Green symbolizes health. It's the major color of plants. There's not a single flower that doesn't have a single green in them. Vegetables are green and the green veggies are said to be the healthiest. Looking at green things are good for the eyes. Heck, green is so special that a blackboard is green!"

Feeling confident, he strolled out of the point of solitude and returned to face the Markovians. No could stop him for being green. That was the best part of being him.

When green is all there is to be
It could make you wonder
But why wonder, why wonder?
I'm green and it'll do fine
And It's beautiful
And I think it's what I want to be

Beast Boy had spent the whole day out. Originally looking for evidence that Terra's parents were mad scientists abducting innocent villagers for their numerous and continuous immoral experiments, in the end he spent the time complimenting green and justifying that his skin color is not a problem to him anymore.

He entered the inn, and the maid or owner or cook's first question was whether he had gone to the doctor. He answered honestly, but added with confidence.

"I know I don't have a problem with my skin color, since it's not harming me. In fact, it's made me a better person."

With a confident smile and a nod of comprehension from the woman, Beast Boy strode into his bedroom. In his bedroom, he felt like sleeping because he was so relaxed. But at the same time, he felt revitalized from today's trips and conclusion.

He lay on his bed, and grabbed a photo of Raven that he had brought along with him for moral support. He stared at it until he slept.

"As long as you love me, I just want to be me."