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Chapter 10

Sharing the bed hadn't been awkward. Well, not terribly so. Beast Boy slept curled up, one way or another, and twitched in his sleep. Raven slept on her side and whenever she switched from one hip to the other she'd commandeer more and more of the blankets. Oddly this worked out fine. While she needed to be completely covered when she slept, he kicked the sheets and comforter off as soon as he drifted off. They rarely touched or crept onto the other's side. No matter which way one of them laid the other naturally compensated in their sleep. It was funny that the one area they were compatible in was sleeping…well not so much funny as interesting.

They woke up to breakfast in bed and were quite glad for it. Not having to worry about a meal for once was a relief and the fact that neither even had to leave the bed was even better. Raven was still a bit uncomfortable about them postponing their train ride for a day but if there was one thing she needed, desperately at this point, it was a good time.

"So what are we doing today?" she asked, pushing her plate away on her tray.

"Not telling," he smirked. "You're just gonna hafta go along for the ride. Now get dressed and be prepared for a day full of Raven-esque awesomeness!"

"This should be interesting," she breathed and slid out of the bed.

They dressed and after a quick phone call a taxi came to pick them up. It was a dreary day, which Raven actually enjoyed, and luckily worked in Beast Boy's favor. The ride to their destination was quick, it was a small town after all, and upon arriving she seemed less than impressed. From what she could see it appeared to be an old barn settled in the back of overgrown flora and old forgotten statues. There were chickens and ducks roaming the ground as well as one goat that seemed very lost. A sign on the barn read 23 Acres.

"…You brought me to a farm," she stated.

"Yeah Raven, I, Beast Boy, brought you to a farm," he rolled his eyes and opened the taxi door to exit. To be honest he wasn't sure if it was a farm or not. All he knew about it was what the couple at the B and B had told him the night before.

She begrudgingly followed after him and the two hurried through the greenery, she nearly tripped over a chicken on the way, and made it to the barn. He opened the door for her and upon entering they discovered a cozy and dry establishment. It hardly looked like a barn at all on the inside. There were shelves of books, shelves of jars full of herbs, shelves of handmade goods of all sorts, and shelves with baskets of glittering stones and gems. The air was full of various spices and the sound of a violin concerto being overwhelmed by the rain falling high above on the roof. There were large plush chairs, proper tables for two, and even two hammocks hanging in snug corners.

"Whoa," was all Raven could verbalize once she found her voice.

"Cool," Beast Boy added, glad it was just as great as it had been described to him. "Raven, this is 23 Acres. Also known by the locals as The Tea Barn."

He moved forward and, after taking a moment to shake the awe off of herself, she followed. They looked over the books and the jars full of tea leaves and herbs. Though Raven was quiet it was clear she was overstimulated with her surroundings. She couldn't read the book titles fast enough and before she knew it she'd grabbed five from off the shelves. She went through nearly every jar of tea leaves, taking the covers off and inhaling the scents deeply. Beast Boy wasn't sure he'd ever seen her so…excited before. The only other time he'd seen her this enthralled in anything it was when she was explaining one of her books to him. She was obviously elated but doing everything in her power to keep it inside of her. She pursed her lips, the muscles in her cheeks twitched, her eyebrows were subtly dancing about. And to see her this happy gave him a warm feeling of satisfaction.

"Are these for sale or is this like a library?" she asked him, her arms full. Her voice was shaking, trying to stay composed yet failing due to her bliss.

"Let's go ask," he said, grabbing the jars from her so that they didn't fumble out of her arms.

It took a bit of looking around before they found a large desk with a cash register and a woman sitting behind it. She was doing a watercolor painting of her view out of the window behind her but they assumed she was working. Raven gently placed the books down on the counter but the woman didn't notice their presence at all. So Beast Boy took it upon himself to put the jars of tea down harshly so that they clinked together. The woman jumped and spun around towards them.

"Oh hi," she said, placing her brush down. "Can I help you?"

"Hi, we're not from the area so I was wondering what the deal with the books was," said Raven. "Are they here to be read or can they be purchased? Same with the tea."

"Well the books are not for sale but the tea is," said the woman, wiping her stained hands on her hand sewn dress. "We can even brew you a cup right now if you'd like."

"Please," Raven's voice cracked. The changeling had to force himself to cough to cover up the sound of his laughing.

The woman brought out a tea press and plugged in her electric kettle. "We never get many tourists here. It's a little hideaway for the locals. How did you hear about us?"

"We're staying at the Sunnyhill Bed and Breakfast," said Beast Boy. "I asked where the best place to go if you liked to read and have tea and they said this was the best place in the country."

"I'm inclined to agree with them," said Raven, who was practically drunk with euphoria.

"Well thank you," the woman smiled. "I hope you enjoy yourselves. If you don't mind the rain feel free to walk the grounds. But if you'd rather stay dry then find a place to curl up and enjoy one of our books."

"I intend to," said Raven.

"So is this place also a farm?" asked Beast Boy.

"I suppose you could call it that," the woman said while thinking. "We have a small menagerie of animals that are free to wander the grounds."

"But you don't raise them for…dinner, right?" he asked.

"Oh no no," the woman shook her head. "Apart from chicken eggs and goat's milk, we don't harvest our animals."

"Phew," Beast Boy breathed with relief. "I was kinda worried about that."

"He's a vegetarian," Raven stated.

"Oh really? Well then can I interest you in one of our vegan desserts?" asked the woman, pushing forward a basket full of cookies, muffins, and other baked goods. "Made fresh daily by a local couple."

"Sweet!" Beast Boy smiled and looked over the basket of pastries.

"Why can't we have a place like this back home?" Raven asked, looking through the assortment as well. "Though it's probably a good thing or else I'd end up living there."

"Where are you two from?" asked the woman.

"Jump City," said Beast Boy as he picked a third dessert out of the basket for himself.

"We're on a cross country trip on our way to Civic City," Raven explained.

"Oh…are you touring with a…theater company?" the woman asked, obviously curious about their appearances.

"Nope, just on vacation," said Beast Boy. "This handsome shade of green is a way of life."

"So…you choose to paint yourself green because…you like looking that way?" the woman asked, confused.

"Unfortunately I didn't exactly have a choice in the matter," said Beast Boy, who wasn't comfortable talking about his odd skin tone but was also pretty open about it. "And it's not paint, it's the real color of my skin."

"Really? It's not makeup?" she asked and reached over to wipe a finger down his cheek. She looked at it and saw that no green came off. "Well that's a first. I've seen a lot of things around here but a green little boy is new!"

"Little boy?" Beast Boy peeped and it was Raven's turn to pretend to cough to cover up her chuckling.

"And you? Is your hair natural?" asked the woman, reaching over to feel Raven's hair.

The empath quickly dodged out of the way of the hand and said, "Yes and you can take my word on it."

"You two say you're from Jump City but are you originally from…here?" she asked. "You know…from Earth?"

Beast Boy began to laugh a hard laugh. "Are you seriously asking us if we're aliens?"

Raven slapped him hard in the shoulder. "If you were in her position you'd ask the same thing," she scolded. She then turned to the woman. "We're not aliens but let's just say the less you ask about us the better. We're kind of trying not to draw crowds."

The woman decided she was probably right and asked no further questions.

Once her cup of tea had been made Raven quickly found a nook to hide away in and began to delve into one of the books she'd nabbed. Beast Boy got some tea as well, a light blend with a lot of honey, and took a seat across from her. There were three other people curled up in the barn and each looked as wholesome as the jars of tea. Though she often stuck out like a sore thumb, and he was one to talk, for once Raven looked as though she belonged.

After he finished his tea he wandered about while his teammate continued to read. He made his way over to a wall full of small baskets with stones and crystals. There were signs explaining the significance of each stone and how it can be used for healing purposes or promote good energy. He found the idea a bit amusing but he couldn't quite write it off; not after all he'd seen in his life. He spent many minutes reading posters and handling the crystals before he came across a very beautiful stone. It was black but speckled with gray colored markings that looked painted in they were so perfect. They looked like snowflakes! And this was quite fitting, seeing as the stone was called a snowflake obsidian gemstone. He read the card describing it and knew he had to have it. He had Raven's charge card, she'd let him have it temporarily since he was in charge that day, and quickly went to the register to purchase it before she looked up from her book.

Four hours went by and finally Raven decided she'd had her fill of the Tea Barn. The changeling had fallen asleep in a hammock and was starting to snore rather loudly. She put the books she'd selected back in their respective places then woke him up. The two called for a taxi but Raven learned that that wasn't the end of their day.

"No, really, I'm all set," said Raven as they drove to their next destination that Beast Boy hadn't revealed to her. "I don't need to do anything else today."

"The day's only half over! We're not gonna sit back at the B n' B for the rest of the day," he said.

"I just don't see how you could have found something else as great as what we just did," she shrugged. "I'd like to end our day out on a high note."

"Would you just trust me?" he laughed. "Haven't I done a good job so far? I'm not gonna ruin it now. I promise you're gonna enjoy this. Me not so much, but you'll definitely get a kick out of it."

The taxi soon arrived outside of a very old movie theater and let them out. Raven was once again skeptical but he pulled her inside. What she didn't know was that he really had given the day a lot of thought. That was why he'd stayed at the front desk with the couple the night before for a half an hour. He had thought about Raven and told the owners everything he knew about her. And, with their help, they'd carefully created a day that she would undoubtedly enjoy. It was the first time he'd actually put her at the forefront of his mind and wanted to make her happy. He normally only put this much effort into trying to impress a girl he liked so to be doing it for Raven was a strange experience for him. But, in the end, it had definitely helped him achieve the perfect day for her. At least that's what he hoped.

He bought two tickets for a movie while she got some popcorn and then presented one to her. "Alright, here's your ticket."

"Great…what are we seeing?" she asked, still doubtful she was going to enjoy herself.

"I'm so glad you asked," he smirked. "We're seeing Tanz mit dem Mond, the three hour German epic that has reshaped fairytales for the new millennium and that…that…okay I've forgotten what the rest of the clip from the newspaper said. But it's subtitled, it's fantasy based, and I figured it'd be something you'd like. So…sound good?"

She was obviously shocked by the way she stared at him. "You're taking me to see a subtitled three hour movie? Of your own free will?"

"Well this is your vacation and this day is about you," he smiled, glad that she seemed happy with his choice. "Wouldn't be very cool if I dragged you to see a gross-out comedy, right?"

She looked at the ticket in her hand and seemed flabbergasted. "I…I can't believe you'd actually sit through a movie you know you're going to hate just for…for me."

"Well, uh, you deserve it," he said, rubbing his arm. She was so happy, and obviously touched by his thoughtfulness, he wasn't sure how to respond. Raven never acted like this. And for her to be this way in front of him was not only foreign it was…confusing? "And it's about time someone did something, you know, nice for you."

She gave a slight smile and said, "Thank you, Beast Boy. Even if this movie is terrible I think this day may go down as one of the nicest I've ever had. And, as a thank you, you can sleep through the film if you want."

"Really?" he beamed.

She nodded. "Really. And I promise I won't hold it against you."

"Well now you've made my day," he smiled with relief.