Whoops, I forgot to upload yesterday's one word exercise. Here ya go.
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Wind
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"I think I'm going to go home."
"What?" Starfire landed on the blanket beside Raven with a look of utmost horror. "Whatever for? We have only been here for a single hour!"
"I can't read with all this wind," Raven explained. It had been whipping her hair about her face relentlessly ever since they arrived at the park, and truth be told it was driving her absolutely insane. She was going to unintentionally explode the whole basketball court and the boys' ball too if she didn't leave.
"Leaving is not a solution," Starfire tsked. "Might I propose a better one that allows you to stay, despite the wind?"
"That depends on what it is." Raven crossed her arms, unsure what to make of the giddy expression spreading across Starfire's face as she began to bounce in place.
Ten minutes later, Raven had to admit that while she felt a little silly, her anger level had dropped back down to zero. She ran her fingers across the bumpy twin braids that Starfire had crafted on each side of her head to the point where they met in the middle on the back and cascaded down. Her hair still whipped freely on the back of her neck, but her face (and more importantly, her eyes) were now safe and hair-free.
"Thank you, Star." Raven preferred to save nicknames for the most special of moments, and right now it felt like one of those. Starfire almost combusted with happiness, both at the gratitude and the show of familiarity.
"Hey, friends!" Starfire shouted in the direction of the basketball court, where the boys were currently duking it out on the north end (Robin was losing since Starfire had left him to check on Raven). "Look what Raven has finally allowed me to do!"
Robin broke free from the skirmish and tore across the court to the other side. "Cool, Star!" he said without really looking.
"Lookin' good!" Cyborg said, flashing Raven two thumbs up as he ducked around Robin to cut him off and steal the ball. "Heads up, B!" He threw the ball toward his teammate, but instantly regretted it. "Look alive! It's-ouch." The basketball had smashed right into Beast Boy's face, leaving him with one hell of a bloody nose.
Robin called a timeout so the boys could join the girls on the picnic blanket in the grass. "Where is your head?" Cyborg was complaining, though he looked really concerned. "Coulda broken your whole face…"
"You guys keeb play'ng. I's fide." Beast Boy's words were a bit muffled by the blood in his mouth and the pinched fingers on his nose. "I'll jus' sid out wi' Raben while she heals be. Star an' Rob vers' Cy." He glared at Cyborg with an evil grin.
"That's fair," Cyborg chuckled.
Raven had tried all the while to control her furious blush, but when everyone jogged back to the court and Beast Boy scooted as close as humanly possible, she just couldn't do it. Therefore she kept her eyes down as she reached toward his damaged nose.
"Umb... you look really preddy, by the way."
She cleared her throat, wishing the healing process didn't take so long. In reality it was a relatively quick thing to do, especially minor injuries like this, but today it felt like forever. She was distracted. "Thanks," she said after a minute. Normally she'd have been taken aback at such a forward statement, but this time his compliment hadn't come as a surprise. Maybe she'd been the only one who had seen, but Beast Boy had only taken the basketball to the face because he had been staring at her dumbstruck when Cyborg had thrown it.