Imperfection

by MonstrousMe

It wells up inside you and it makes you sick. That's the only way I can describe this feeling - it's brokenand ugly. It takes over and it rules you, because you know you'll never be good enough. [RobBB]

5. He Watched

Edit: Hope it's improved a bit.

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After thirty minutes had passed, Robin woke BeastBoy up, halfway, and asked him to switch to something small, so he could carry him home. Half asleep, the young changeling complied, and instantly, a sleeping spider monkey clung tightly to Robin's cape. He'd gotten home quickly on his cycle, and carried BeastBoy into his room.

He set the monkey down on the dark sheets. It stirred at the sudden loss of warmth, and noting its surroundings, switched back into BeastBoy, and rolled over, to the wall. The boy grunted a tired, grateful thank-you before speedily becoming unconscious again. Robin didn't notice the small, spiderlike SladeBot recording him from a corner of the room. As the Boy Wonder left, the SladeBot skittered after him, watching his every move. Another SladeBot spider stayed in the changeling's room, lying dormant under the bed until its activity sensors were alerted.

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Robin plunked down into his own bed, exhausted, grimy, and hot. He needed a shower, he needed some sleep, and most of all, he needed some answers.

Why were the Titans attacked by three separate, unlinked villains in one night? Consecutively, for that matter? Was Slade watching again? How had Plasmus escaped? Who was RedX this time? Who reprogrammed Overload? Why wasn't he attracted to Starfire? Why did it make him ill, nervous, and slightly guilty to look at her, talk to her, even? Why had he canceled drills for today? Why did everything seem to be landsliding at the moment?

Frankly, the young man didn't know, and right now, these thoughts in his head were going to drive him to complete madness if he didn't get some relief. He decided to take a nice, long, hot shower.

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The silhouetted man tapped his fingers together slowly, contemplating new developments of the Teen Titans. He watched.