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The Oath of a Friend
Cyborg entered the common room, whistling a merry tune. He stopped short when he noticed his leader rubbing his forehead tiredly, papers surrounding him.
"Yo, Rob! What's up? Wha'cha doin'?" Cyborg asked, joining Robin at the table.
"I'm trying to find a psychiatrist for Beast Boy." Robin replied, sorting through the papers.
"Oh, okay. Wait, what?" Cyborg stared at Robin in shock. "You're going to find some shrink to psychoanalyze BB? What are you thinking, man?!"
Robin looked irritated. "I already had this conversation with Beast Boy and-"
Cyborg interrupted, "Whoa, whoa! You told BB that you're going to dump him in some shrink's office?!"
"Yeah, something like that."
"And he was okay with it?!" Cyborg shouted.
Robin shook his head. "No, not exactly. He kinda blew up at me. And he was using 'big' words during his rant. Really 'big' words. I didn't even know most of the words he spewed out at me."
"I can't believe you, man, I really can't. Seeing a psychiatrist or psychologist or whatever is the last thing Beast Boy needs right now." Cyborg said, pacing with his hands behind his back.
Robin narrowed his eyes. "Well then, what do you want me to do? Are you going to just let Beast Boy continue the rest of his life like this?"
Cyborg did not answer, and instead opted to shoot a glare at Robin.
"Where's Beast Boy?" Cyborg asked, not wanting to continue the conversation any longer.
"He's in his room, but I wouldn't advice going in there at the moment." Robin answered.
Cyborg scoffed. "Yeah, like I'm going to take advice from you."
Robin turned his attention back to his papers. "He barricaded his room and I'm pretty sure even if you managed to get into the room, he'll throw you right back out."
"Still not listening to you." Cyborg said loudly, plugging his ears and walking out of the common room.
"Don't say I didn't warn you." Robin mumbled.
Cyborg knocked on Beast Boy's door for the fourth time still with no answer.
"Come on, BB! I know you're in there! Open up, it's me!" Cyborg called.
Cyborg groaned. "Okay, fine! Don't open that door! I'll just break it down myself! You got three seconds to open that door! No? Alright then, one, two, three!"
Cyborg took a few steps back and charged at the door, only to be met with a force pushing against him behind the door. Cyborg stared at the door, confused, before trying again. It only took seven more tries before Cyborg gave up and leaned against the opposite wall, exhausted and frustrated.
"Drastic times calls for drastic measures." Cyborg muttered, charging his sonic cannon and breaking the 'no blasting or exploding doors' rule.
Cyborg fired his sonic cannon and let out a triumphant 'Booyah!' when he succeeded in blasting the door down.
Cyborg ran into the room and said, "Hey, BB, did you-ack!"
A tissue box hit Cyborg's face. "Yo, BB! What was that fo-hey! Stop that!"
Random objects came flying in his direction and Cyborg was only lucky enough to dodge about ten percent of the items.
"Beast Boy, if you don't stop now, I'm going to put meat in your tofu for a week." Cyborg threatened, catching a clock from hitting his head.
Beast Boy glared at him, a big and heavy dictionary in his hand. "Get. Out." Beast Boy hissed.
"Nuh uh, not gonna happen. I know that Robin telling you to see a shrink pissed you out and I also know that-don't you dare throw that dictionary at me!" Cyborg yelped.
The dictionary collided with Cyborg's face anyway, causing him to fall to the ground. "Ow." Cyborg rubbed his face, internally grateful for being half-robot, because if he was human, he was sure his face would be a pancake.
Cyborg quickly recovered from the 'dictionary attack' and looked up, ready for the next object to be thrown at his head. To his surprise, Beast Boy was no longer standing in front of him. He looked around and finally spotted Beast Boy perched on his upper bunk bed. He also seemed to have calmed down considerably.
"So, dude, what brings you to my room?" Beast Boy asked with a cheerful grin.
Cyborg stared at Beast Boy in disbelief. "Has anyone told you that you're bipolar?"
Beast Boy shrugged in response. Only about a thousand times.
Cyborg pushed himself up from the floor. Maybe this is Beast Boy's way of coping. Man, why didn't I notice it before? "I spoke with Robin and he told me he wanted you to see a psychiatrist." Cyborg said, deciding to get straight to the point.
Beast Boy frowned. "Yeah. So are you siding with Robin and going to convince me to see some wacko doctor or what?"
"No, man! I'm totally with you on this one. I mean, there's nothing wrong with you, so why should you see a doctor, right?"
Beast Boy nodded, though he still looked unconvinced that Cyborg wouldn't make him see a doctor as well.
"Did you really have to break my door down like that?" Beast Boy asked, gesturing to the door and changing the subject.
"Well, how was I supposed to get in? And why did it take me so long to get in?!"
"My door is made of Tamaranean steel. Starfire told me this side of the Gordanian ship is used to hold prisoners. That's why my room is soundproof, same like Starfire's." Beast Boy said.
"I built the Tower and I only know about this now?!" Cyborg exclaimed.
Beast Boy grinned in response, then suddenly frowned and traces of his previous anger resurfaced, "Yeah, so do you mind getting out of my room now?"
Definitely bipolar, Cyborg thought. "No, man, I came here to drag you out of your stinkin' room, so I'm not leaving till you do."
Beast Boy gave a long suffering sigh, knowing he couldn't kick Cyborg out of his room like he did the others. Besides, Cyborg is half-metal. He'll be lucky if he can even push Cyborg over.
"Fine. But we're not going to the common room. The spikey haired know-it-all is still there." Beast Boy said, jumping down from his bed.
"Then how about we go find the girls and play some volleyball on the roof?"
Beast Boy shook his head. "Raven doesn't play, and whichever team Starfire is on will surely win."
"Then we'll team up and go against Starfire! I may not be as strong as a Tamaranean powerhouse, but with you by my side, I'm sure we'll be able to beat her! And Raven can referee." Cyborg said cheerfully, swinging an arm around Beast Boy's shoulders and leading him out of his room.
"Yeah, whatever." Beast Boy muttered, before catching himself. "I mean, yeah, dude! Let's go!"
Beast Boy ran down the corridor. Cyborg paused before following him. Cyborg caught the slip Beast Boy made. Cyborg was thinking of convincing Raven and Starfire to side with him and Beast Boy against Robin making BB see a psychiatrist. Beast Boy sure was good at hiding his emotions, because if he didn't witness Beast Boy's earlier behavior, he wouldn't even have known Beast Boy was upset by what Robin said.
Cyborg smiled as Beast Boy turned into various creatures, trying to amuse himself and Cyborg. Beast Boy stopped after a while and chatted loudly with his friend. It almost seemed like old times. Like the confession two days ago had never happened. No wonder he had never noticed Beast Boy was only pretending. Beast Boy's mask was so perfect that it seemed to be a part of him. No one could tell that Beast Boy antics and feelings were fake.
Cyborg resolved to do everything he could to help Beast Boy. It was the least he could do after everything Beast Boy had done for him. Beast Boy had given him friendship, helped him regain his happiness and made him feel accepted and not a monster. He knew he would always be indebted to Beast Boy, because nothing, nothing can repay all these things.
Beast Boy is a great friend and teammate. He's a wonderful person, yet he doesn't realize it. True, he does brag a lot and others may think that his ego is bigger than his head, but he's only doing that to hide how insecure he really is.
I really hope we can help you, BB. No, I promise, we will help you. We'll get you out of this mess. Because I really, really want to know the real you. I don't want you to feel that you need to hide from us. I wish that you can trust us enough for you to show us who you really are. Cyborg thought dismally.
Beast Boy was his best friend, and Cyborg would help him rather he liked it or not, because that's what best friends do.