I think I've decided something, but you guise will never guess what, fwahaha.

Edit: Whatever it is, I don't like it.

Also, I had a delicious, flaky, soft, croissant, with hot, greasy bacon and a folded, steaming egg with two delectable slices of cheese... Accompanied by a delectable caramel latte..

.. I love food.

Edit: Ughhh. That sounds so good. When was the last time I had a croissant…?

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BeastBoy sighed into the foreign pillow. Outside of the room, Robin heard him sigh and frowned. Ever since that night, where three impossible villains attacked back to back, he had noticed more and more of the depressive symptoms his teammate was exhibiting. As the leader of a crime-fighting team, Robin felt terrible for not noticing earlier. He was obligated to take care of his team, and he had failed. So, he made sure the others were okay, too.

Starfire was starting to act a little different, and Raven seemed to spend at least a little more time with her. Nothing major or worrisome; the working relationship was relieving, honestly. It definitely took a load off of his hands. Cyborg seemed really happy, especially talking to Bee as much as he did. The youngest member of the team, however… The black-haired boy was honestly worried about the seventeen year old changeling. He knocked on the door hesitantly. He guessed the best way to improve morale was to talk. Well, at least that's what Seventeen told him...

BeastBoy perked up, and ran a hand through his hair as he slid out of bed, and opened the door. "Robin?" he asked, "Dude, it's bedtime – no booty calls!" He flashed Robin a toothy grin.

"Uh, not a... I just wanted to talk with you for a moment," Robin said, suddenly flustered. He hadn't realized how... Nice the young man looked. The blue-black-and-yellow plaid sleep pants and long-sleeved matching top brought out his eccentric coloring, but in a good way. The taller boy found himself absently thinking, 'Cute.'

"Yo, dude, I know I'm smokin' hot, but only for the ladies," Gar said, poking the Boy Wonder in the chest. "Hm? I'm tired," Robin said, losing his smooth for a moment. "Well, come on in and get your chatting done! I gotta sleep... Beauty, you know?" BeastBoy said, winking. He ran, and jumped on the bed, grinning widely. Robin, for a moment, doubted his decision. Maybe there wasn't anything wrong.

"Ah, I," the older boy stumbled. Now that he felt unsure, it seemed awkward to bring up what he'd wanted to, especially since BB was acting so cheery, "I wanted to know if you wanted to go to Isabella with me." Gah! He'd wanted to bring Raven, if only because she was easy (and quick) to work with. Shitshitshit, and now he couldn't take it back.

In a flash, the quirky joking was gone, and replaced with the utmost solemnity. "Really?" he questioned, unbelievingly. Robin nodded, composure regained externally.

"Yup. I figure it'd be good to have an animal expert, since the area is teeming with so much wildlife, and the locals had mentioned your family when I went there with Bruce," he said, pulling out everything he had. Of course, that had been years ago, and BeastBoy probably didn't remember his birthplace – Isla Fernindanda, the island adjacent to Isla Isabella. "Plus, gotta have some good, humorous company, you know?"

BeastBoy immediately tackled his leader, hugging him fiercely. He didn't freak out with words, or scream or squeal, he just squeezed the other tightly. Robin patted his head, kind of awkwardly. 'His hair feels nice,' he thought, liking the rough-ish texture of it. It was soft, but naturally spiky and stiff. The other boy was warm, too. Robin flushed lightly the slimmer figure released him, and thought he might have seen a tear in his friend's eye.

"Thanks," BeastBoy said, his voice slightly rough. "There are lots of birds there," Robin said.

"Yeah!" BeastBoy said, and the 18-year old was almost amazed at the immediate mood change. The… It had to be a mask. There's… That's... Now, Robin was confused. Vacantly, he wondered if BB was mildly bipolar.. "Well, uh, I'll see you in the morning, 'kay?" Robin said, unsure of what to say next.

"Yeah!" BeastBoy said, and followed Robin to the door. Before it closed, Robin looked at his face. He had been right; the happy look was dissipated almost completely as the door closed.

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Slade listened in on the conversations that were held in Titan's East, although some parts broke out. He didn't imagine he'd need to use longwave transmission, so he'd skimped on that part of the SladeBot tech. However, he'd have the recordings once the Titans returned to Jump City in the morning, before their depart to the Galapagos.

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I'm thinkin' tacos for lunch. :D

Edit: Dude, in the future, we have breakfast tacos. Also, once again, I hope this is improved. Now, we're getting to the part where things get "weird", to say the least. I'm going to do some basic stuff – easier to read, blah blah, like the last couple chapters, first, but then I'll probably go through and modify the middle section, because if I remember correctly, it was the part I didn't like. The middle.