Robin and Starfire had already gone, but Beast Boy stayed, waiting for Cyborg to quickly replace his battery downstairs. The changeling nervously faced the yellow Raven and spoke in a shaky voice,

"Do...um, do you hate me?"

"Of course not," was the instant reply.

"Then why-"

"I just think you're an idiot."

"...oh."

Raven's eyes softened. "Beast Boy, you can't ignore the fact that you can be quite stupid at times."

"Why are you so angry, then?"

"I'm not angry. I don't get angry."

"Could've fooled me," Beast Boy muttered, recalling Raven's previous attack on Mirror Master.

"Ignoring the fact that anything could fool you, Beast Boy, I only got a little upset because I, as the intelligent side of Raven, know more than the other Ravens do. Sometimes, the truth can hurt. You just reminded me."

"Reminded you? Of what? What truth?" Beast Boy pressed.

"That I don't actually exist." Her voice was hardened now, trying to protect the obvious emotion that came from the topic.

"Raven, I-"

"Go," she repeated harshly. "You must find the other pieces of the mirror."

The topic was obviously closed. Beast Boy ran his hand down his face in impatience. "I don't even know where to look."

"I wouldn't be surprised to find one very close by," said Raven, mysteriously. "Now, go and find Cyborg, and get those pieces."

"But-"

"Now."

xxxx

Beast Boy was beyond shocked to discover that the Gamestation was on. He'd walked past the door to the living room when he heard the loud crashes of his newest game, Speedforce II, booming through the walls. He opened the door and stared at the giant screen, depicting a Porsche racing through a desert track.

"Cyborg!" he cried. "What on earth are you doing?" He ran down the length of the room and, ignoring the gaping hole in the window, approached the sofa. "This is ser-" his mouth dropped open when he saw who was playing. "...Raven!"

He couldn't believe his eyes. Raven? Playing Gamestation? It was unheard of. It was un-Raven.

"BB? I heard you call..." Cyborg appeared some distance behind him, typing into his arm. "Should we go? Why is the Gamestation...?"

Beast Boy wordlessly pointed to the sofa. Cyborg approached and his mouth literally fell open.

"Raven? You're...you're..."

She didn't reply, but let forth a loud belch. She then proceeded to gulp down a can of soda, finishing the entire can in one breath. Beast Boy and Cyborg watched in disbelief as she crushed the can in one hand and tossed it behind her, over the sofa and onto the floor.

Cyborg peered at her cloak; it was orange. "I didn't know Raven had a...a lazy side."

"She doesn't, I'm sure of it." Beast Boy was still trying to convince himself he wasn't dreaming.

"Can you guys shush," Raven muttered. "I'm trying to concentrate."

Cyborg and Beast Boy looked at each other, speechless. If this was a part of Raven's personality, she sure never used it. They watched as she drifted neatly around a sharp corner, passing two cars, and shot past the finish line, coming in first place.

"Man, I'm good," Raven grinned, and began a new race. She reached for another can from the twelve-pack beside her.

"Hey, that's MY soda!" Cyborg cried, snatching the can out of her hands. She ignored him and reached for another, but the half-robot seized the pack before she could grab one.

"I was drinking that," she said, annoyed.

"So was I!" retorted an equally-annoyed Cyborg.

"Focus, Cy!" Beast Boy flapped his arms impatiently, and then added, "Wow, never thought I'd say that."

Raven glared up at him. "I'd focus if you two would shut up." She then turned to Cyborg. "And give me back my soda!"

"It's mine!"

"Guys, seriously!" Beast Boy stood between them both, for once finding himself the mediator. Raven sniffed and turned away, continuing to play. Beast Boy shot a meaningful look at Cyborg, who put down his soda and joined the changeling on the sofa, Raven in the middle.

"Raven?" Cyborg asked tentatively.

"What now?" she groaned, eyes glued to the screen.

"We're looking for the pieces to the mirror...you know, the one you escaped from."

"That's nice."

Beast Boy tried to avert her eyes by waving in front of her face, but she ignored him. Instead, he said, "Well, do you have one?"

"Have what?"

"A piece of the mirror."

"Maybe."

Cyborg chuckled to himself. He couldn't help it. This was Raven alright, but definitely from another dimension. "Well," he said. "Assuming you do have a piece, how about I play you for it?"

Raven considered for a moment. Cyborg pointed to the soda, and she grinned at him. "You're on."

xxxx

Meanwhile, Starfire and Robin were taking the mission a lot more seriously.

"Eight pieces," Starfire was worrying. "How are we to find so many small shards of glass in such a small amount of time?"

"Raven didn't exactly give us a time limit, Star." He was leaping from rooftop to rooftop, Starfire flying next to him. The red sky was rather ominous, but aside from that, the encroaching darkness was moving slowly, so they weren't too worried.

"Still, we must find them all before this 'Nevermore' takes over the city. We may not be able to reverse it." Starfire said, and then gasped. "What if we can't, and Raven never wakes up?"

"We'll find them, Star," Robin said warmly. "We won't fail."

"No, of course not," Starfire beamed, finding Robin's optimism catching. "Raven will be fine."

"That's the spirit," Robin smiled back. He jumped from the building's roof, onto a lower windowsill, and then landed neatly on the grass below, Starfire right behind him. They were on the edge of a park. "Right," he mused. "So, if you were Raven, where would you go?"

"Not just Raven; different sides of her. Maybe we can locate them in places that match their personality."

"Good idea, Star. So...er, there were eight more. Can you think of eight more sides of Raven?"

"Aside from the intelligent one, I suppose...serious? Sad?" Starfire put her finger to her chin, thinking. "But she is also compassionate and empathic."

Robin looked around, also thinking. "You're right, of course. I wouldn't know where to look for any of those, though...wait...do you hear that?"

The two Titans fell silent. There was a faint squeaking sound, as though something metallic needed to be oiled. "What is it?" Starfire whispered.

Robin silently pointed to the playground at the opposite corner of the park. In the dim light of the red sky, it was quite hard to see clearly, but it appeared that somebody was on the swing. No one in their right mind would be outside playing during this time. After years of ridiculous crimes, the citizens of Jump City had learnt when it was time to stay indoors, and this was one of those times. Robin motioned for them to sneak up behind, from around the other side of the playground, and Starfire nodded. They both slunk off into the near-darkness.

xxxx

"I win again," said Raven, grinning in satisfaction, and let forth another, manly burp. Beast Boy and Cyborg burst into laughter at her behaviour, still unable to get used to this new, surreal Raven. Cyborg ignored the fact that he'd lost again by opening another can of soda, still chuckling.

"Where did you learn to get so good?" gasped Beast Boy, in awe. "You never play Gamestation. Ever."

"I always play it, nimrod," she passed him another can. "When you're all asleep."

"You do?" Beast Boy was incredulous. "Every night?"

"Of course not every night," she scoffed. "I have to sleep too." She scratched her head, and then her armpit. Cyborg burst into laughter once more.

"I love this Raven! I wanna hang out with her some more."

"Me too," Beast Boy grinned, holding out his fist. Raven pounded it with her own, simultaneously glugging soda.

"Oh wait," Cyborg stood up suddenly, popcorn falling off his lap. "We're supposed to be collecting mirror pieces or something," He looked at his arm, checking the time, and then turned to Raven. "Please, can we have yours?"

"I said you could have it if you beat me, and you never did."

"If I admit you're the greatest at this game, will you pass it over?"

"Maybe."

Cyborg couldn't help but laugh again. This Raven was really, truly likeable. "Raven, you're so totally awesome at this game that neither Beast Boy nor myself could ever hope to beat you."

She knew he was just being silly, but she pulled a small, jagged piece of glass out of her robe and handed it to Cyborg. "Thanks, dude."

The half-robot took the shard and motioned to Beast Boy. "Come on, man. We gotta find the others."

"Aw, I wanna play with Raven some more." Unintentionally, Beast Boy belched loudly, immediately followed by Raven. They slapped high fives.

"I don't think she's going anywhere, BB. Besides, in case you've forgotten, the real Raven is in a coma."

"Oh, right." Beast Boy was immediately serious. He'd completely forgotten the mission altogether, too shocked over this orange-robed Raven and her behaviour. It was great to be able to hang out with her, like a real friend.

"Nice to meet you, lazy Raven."

"Come back soon, BB. Bring more soda." Raven's eyes had re-glued themselves to the giant screen. Grinning at each other with mirth, Beast Boy and Cyborg headed back up to the roof, to return the first shard to the mirror.

xxxx

You've probably noticed the turn in plot-style; less action, more talking. I prefer writing action stories, but since this one is about the Titans meeting Raven's other sides, it's going to have a lot more chapters in this quiet, chatty style. Please note that the genre is Adventure and Friendship. Please read and review!