Derp~. So, you know how a lot of people are blind nowadays? I am, without corrective lenses, legally blind. Well, when I came home from college for the week, I only brought my contacts. And then I got pink eye! D: So, I had to throw my right contact away and I'm bliiind in one eeyyyeee :c

Edit: Ew.

Andand... I had a hot dog for lunch.. With some ketchup.. And.. Now I'm eating some mixed nuts.

Edit: Boring. I eat hot dogs all the time, especially on my cross country drives.

They're pretty good! :sips at sweet, cold Coca Cola: Mm.. Life.. is good. Even if I can't see half of it, hehehe.

Edit: Coke is bad for you, don't drink that, old me! Also, I apologize in advance for editing all this in one day and for drinking while doing it. It just makes it so much more interesting and emotional. For me.

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Shlup!

"Dahck!" Robin cried out, flailing his arms out in front of him. One jean-clad leg was sprawled behind him, and the other was mid-thigh deep in the mud. They were closer to the next clearing, but there was a water inlet nearby, and because of the overflooding that happened "kimshina" - roughly last week, ish – the ground around some parts of the river had turned to a mushy swamp.

BeastBoy helped him up, and they tossed heavy rocks onto the ground before stepping on it. The clearing was just beyond the small stretch of swampland, according to their map.

The mechanism whirred lightly as it closed itself up. BeastBoy had just finished reporting, and the moon hung high in the sky. The fire was dying, and Robin had left a few minutes ago. In lieu of Robin's... Earlier accident, he'd valiantly offered to make the transmission for the night.

"Gonna go clean up, be back in a bit." After the mudbath he'd taken earlier, he needed a good cleaning-up.

BeastBoy felt as though he probably should have gone with him, just for carefulness. That night walker story or whatever, the thing. It was night, and there was a pretty good stretch of trees between the clearing and the place where the Boy Wonder had gone. The changeling put the bag in the tent, and grabbed his sleep shirt and new boxers and jeans. He started jogging for the pool they'd found earlier. The river that had overflowed had a nearby inlet, where high-above ground had plateaued off abruptly. The water flowed from the sea, inland, and then the dropoff had created a waterfall before the river continued.

BB pushed the gigantic leaf of a local fauna aside, the bristles on it tickling his face as it brushed his cheek. He didn't see Robin, and let himself admire the beauty of the hidden wonder. These islands were virtually untouched, and you couldn't find unmarked beauty like this anymore. The waterfall wasn't loud from this distance, but he could see the sparkling water, and the soft crashing (which was much louder in just a few feet) was a soothing, constant melody in a song of humming insects and singing birds. The waterfall was at least forty feet, with a fifteen, sixteen foot berth, BeastBoy thought, and the water looked glassy. He stepped closer, careful not to trod heavily on the delicate tendrils of new vines that grew over old ones. He dropped his clothes on the ground. Still no Robin in sight. He must have missed him going back to camp.

There were fish in the water, he could see that, now, as his toes dug into rich, blackish soil. It rendered into sandy soil, in about a foot. There was a quiet 'splup' as a fish lipped at the surface, and ducked back under.

The sand was different than the soil, and warm, as heat from the day left the earth. Maybe Robin had gone back to the tent. BeastBoy didn't even see his teammate's clothes anywhere. Green eyes scanned the area suspiciously before he looked at the water. It looked like perfect glass, save a few dancing ripples every so often. He didn't feel any dangerous animals here. He couldn't sense his teammate, either. He'd gone back to camp, he decided definitely.

BeastBoy dug his fingernails into the neck of his uniform, and peeled it away from his sweaty skin. He felt sticky. This would be a far-welcomed relief.

He kept his eyes sharp on the area as he stripped the uniform off of his body. It was dragged through the top layer of the water, then tossed up onto a branch, nearly straight up from where he stood. In nothing but a pair of plaid boxers, he stepped into the water. It was cool, but pleasantly so. There were probably heat spots near the middle, where the water hadn't lost all the heat from the day. He felt a crustacean, something like a crawdad, maybe, scuttle over his foot, and minnow-sized fish danced around his feet. He went deeper into the water, relaxing more as he felt fish dart away from him. Algae broke away at his touch, and he felt pondgrass at his feet as he waded into water that was waist-deep.

"Ah...," came the refreshed sigh, as the water lapped at the newer gashes on his torso. He touched one that hadn't submerged. The skin around the scabbed-over wound was hotter than the rest of him by a few degrees. He leaned forward, and swam, enjoying the way the water felt, and the startled, curious fish that occasionally swam under him.

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Robin lodged his foot into the crevice, and reached up again. Yes! He felt the top of the cliff, and the waterfall was loud in his ears, and his left side was more than a little slick with water. Using strong arms, he pulled himself up, and swung himself over the ledge.

"Hf, hf, hf," he breathed heavily, hands on his knees. The climb was strenuous, and his muscles burned. But oh, it was worth it. After a survey of the pool, he had dubbed it plenty deep enough for selfish, indulging pleasures. He stared down over the edge. There was a log or something, near the middle of the pool. Hm. Hadn't seen anything there earlier.

'Alright,' he thought, 'It's not close enough to do anything, and I climbed all the way up, so...'

He walked to the bank, the water rushing fast enough to make him fall if he stepped into it. He followed it, tracing his feet in circles to check for vines and sharp rocks that would cut his bare feet. Nada. He looked up, at the stars. This place was amazing. It had been a while since he'd seen the stars. Been a while since he'd gone swimming, or climbed fifty feet in the air without a rope around his waist. Been a while since he'd been camping, since he'd had home-cooked food, since he just kind of... relaxed, he supposed. Even though this was a mission… It was like a vacation. There was no sign of what's-his-douche, and Raven said she doubted there even was.

With a big grin, he bounded towards the edge of the cliff, and jumped.

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"YAAAAAAHHHH-HOOOOOO~!"

BeastBoy flailed suddenly, at the noise, and the fish around him sped away as he righted himself, alert and looking for the noise.

SPLASH!

He heard the out-of place crash maybe five feet from where he was swimming, and swam towards it. He felt water bubbling near him, and saw a lot where the Yahoo-er had entered the water. The sound of the waterfall was loud enough that he couldn't hear much else, now.

Then, it grabbed him.

Green hands turned to fins in a second, and the tailfin of the gigantic catfish slid through the 'attacker's' hands. It swam away, a marlin taking place of the catfish, and swam under the attacker. Robin kicked, laughing and spluttering when he got above the surface. He moved into a laying-down position, and backstroked away from the pounding column of water. BeastBoy, seeing Robin through the marlin's eyes, ceased his attack.

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Sorry for my lateness!

Edit: No you aren't.

I started this chapter when half blind and just...could not do it. So, I had to wait until I got back to college… And my glasses! *pushes glasses up on nose* They're too big.

Edit: Wait. I've had these glasses that long? I didn't even realize they were so old. Hopefully this looks better!

Anyways, time for chemistry!