Another chapter. I like it. Although, I think it gets a little redundant at the end. You tell me. enjoy!
Chapter Three
Back in Robin's room, Dr. Sonters was sitting in a leather chair with Robin opposite.
"So tell me, why did you start fighting crime?" Dr. Sonters asked.
"That's confidential…" Robin said seriously.
"Don't worry, I can't tell anyone. Remember, doctor patient confidentiality."
"I can't tell anyone just as you are bound not to tell anyone else of anything I do tell you."
"I don't think there's a law…"
"There isn't. I just…can't." Robin tried to explain.
"Alright," Dr. Sonters complied. "We'll just move onto the next question. Why should the people of Jump City trust you to lead the team that protects this city?"
"Because…. I learned from the best?" Robin came up with.
"Who is the best?"
"Batman." Robin replied as if she should have already known.
"Ah yes, the wirdo.. I mean the man who dresses up like a bat over in Gotham…"
"He is the best." Robin declared.
"Of course." Dr. Sonters replied as she wrote furiously in a file.
"What are you writing?" Robin asked raising an eyebrow.
"Nothing. Now, do you wear that mask because you have a horrible ugly scar or do you think it makes you look cool?" She said. She put her hand to the side of her mouth. "Because it doesn't…."
"What?! No! I wear this mask to conceal my secret identity."
"Right." Dr. Sonters said unconvincingly as she continued to write in Robin's file. She finally looked up again. "Is there a reason you dress like a traffic light?"
"This is ridiculous!" Robin exclaimed. "Are you even a real doctor?"
Dr. Sonters snapped her fingers and a large man entered the room. Dr. Sonters gave him a nod and he left for a minute before returning. Robin swallowed and was sweating bullets. He was carrying… a canvas. And paint. He set it up behind the walking traffic light and left.
"I want you to paint something. Anything really. I expect you to have something by the time I get back. Enjoy." she said as she left.
***
[Cyborg's Room]
"Tell me how you became a robot." Dr. Sonters started.
"First of all, I'm only half robot. I'm still a person. And second of all I don't like talking about it." Cyborg replied.
"It's not supposed to be easy."
"I was in a car accident." Cyborg confessed.
"Was it your fault?"
"No it wasn't my fault, I was just the only one to survive. I wouldn't even have lived if it weren't for these mechanical parts."
"What did you do before you became a robot?"
"I'm not a robot!" Cyborg exclaimed.
"Sure. Now answer the question."
"I played football. I was just a normal kid."
"Are you sure that is true? Are you sure it just wasn't programmed into your…"
"Of course it's real!"
"Why did you decide to fight crime?"
"Because I can."
"Why did you take orders from Robin?" Dr. Sonters asked.
"Because he's our leader."
"Sure, but why aren't you the leader?"
"Are you sure you're a psychiatrist?" Cyborg asked getting annoyed.
"Of course. Well. I'd love to ask more questions, but I haven't the time."
A man walked into the room with a canvas. "Please paint something until I get back. You can paint anything. Enjoy yourself." She said as she left.
Cyborg picked up a tiny paint brush. He could barely hold it in his big hands. It snapped when he started painting.
***
[Starfire's Room]
"So you say you are from a planet called Tamaran?" The doctor started. Starfire nodded. "So how long have you believed this?"
Starfire was confused. "I have lived there all my life. It is a fact."
"So you've had mental issues since you were born."
"No, I…"
"Does it run in the family?"
Starfire was at a loss for words.
"I've also noticed your unable to speak very well, does that have something to do with your mental issues?"
Starfire was starting to get angry. Her eyes glowed green and increased with brightness as the doctor continued.
"How did you decide the name Starfire? It doesn't sound very good, I'm sure people have made fun of you. What is you real name? How did you lose your eyebrows? How often do you dye your hair?"
Starfire finally had enough. She drilled quite a few holes in the walls which silenced the doctor. The doctor had wide eyes and was quite fearful. A man walked in the room with paints and a canvas. "Uh… you can make art now." The doctor said quietly.
Starfire's countenance brightened at the notion that she could now make her own art, just like the one's Robin had shown her at the museum. She was no longer angry.
"I thank you greatly!" Starfire exclaimed as she fawned over the paints.
The doctor barely heard as she hastily left the room, closing it quickly. She sighed and leaned on the door. "I need a raise."
***
[Beast Boy's Room]
"So when did you decide you wanted to tattoo your entire body green?" the doctor asked as her first question.
Beast Boy looked at her questioningly. "It's not a tattoo. Although, that would be so cool!" Beast Boy replied.
"How have you taken you deformities?" the doctor continued.
"What deformities?" Beast Boy asked.
"Your ears, and your… uh… fang." the doctor pointed out.
"Chicks dig the ears." Beast Boy said smiling as he wiggled his ears.
"That's nice. Does Raven 'dig the ears?'"
"I don't know. I think she secretly does, she would never admit it though."
"Right. So how long have you had this crush on Raven?"
"What?" Beast Boy said blushing. "Umm.. Uh. No comment?"
"So you're not denying you feelings for her?"
Beast Boy said nothing. His face completely red.
"I think that's all for now." the doctor said after a minute. A man walked in with paints and a canvas. "Keep yourself entertained and paint a picture. Anything will do." the doctor said as she left. Beast Boy looked at the paints and knew what he wanted to paint. He started immediately.
***
[Raven's Room]
"What disease do you have?" the kind doctor asked.
"What do you mean? I don't have a disease."
"In denial huh. Well, I was just referring to you very pale skin, but if your in denial…"
"I don't have a disease." Raven stated plainly.
"Very well. How often do you dye your hair? Is there a reason you dye it purple?"
"I don't dye it."
"What's wrong with your voice?"
"Excuse me?"
"It sounds as if you swallowed a bunch of acid. That isn't what happened, is it?"
"I can't speak with emotion."
"I've never heard of that disease."
"It's not a disease. I have to keep my emotions in check or else my powers can be… destructive."
"What issues would cause you to bury your emotions so deep?"
Raven was silent.
"Okay moving on. We'll touch back on that later." the doctor said as she wrote in her notes. "So how long have you had a crush on Beast Boy?"
Raven's eyes widened. "What!"
"So it's true. Do you know if he shares those feelings?"
"I don't know what your talking about."
"Very well. We will continue this later." she said as a man walked in with the paints and brushes and things. "Paint me a picture. Anything will do."
The doctor left and smiled at the stunned Raven. Raven stood up and walked over to the canvas. She picked up the paint and a paintbrush and immediately started.
There's that. I suppose. Again, any ideas? I will take them. I can only come up with about two more chapters. So if you want this to keep going, give some ideas. I'll be sure to credit them to you if you do and I decide to use them.