Childhood and Books
Nobody would have thought Beast Boy liked reading. He was such a clown, always playing pranks or video games, that you never would have guessed he could sit still enough to actually read anything. And for the most part that was true.
Give him a history book and he'd look at you like you were crazy. Fiction books could hold him down for a little bit, but the little shapeshifter would always get too anxious and end up skipping to the last pages to find out how the book ended. But science books? Now those could hold the little grass stain for hours. Any kind was like candy, especially ones focusing on animals, of any kind, he wasn't too particular.
Cyborg couldn't count the number of times he'd had to go find his best friend after he'd been missing for a few hours (the others were always worried he was up to something) only to find him pouring over a science article he'd found or a textbook left behind.
Cyborg asked him about it once, wondering why science interested him so much. Was he hoping to do something with all this knowledge? Maybe he just liked looking at the pictures, as colorful as they were. But the answer he received was so much simpler.
Beast Boy had shrugged, barely glancing away from the tiny print explaining how a black hole worked. "My parents were scientists. I don't know, it reminds me of them. They used to read this kind of stuff to me when I was a kid."
The way he said it, as if he weren't a child anymore, made Cyborg stop his line of questioning. He was reminded that the smallest member of their little group wasn't really a kid anymore, no matter how much he looked like it. After seeing the things they'd seen, Cyborg knew their innocence was lost a long time ago, especially when Beast Boy had been in the hero game a lot longer than most of the others (barring Robin, he never shared how long he'd been with Batman) which meant even more of the awful world they lived in.
Cyborg had to leave it alone after that, never asking about the books or disturbing him while he read again. Who was he to interrupt something that made the boy feel closer to his parents? Maybe, just for a little while, he could be a kid again.
A/N: Been awhile hasn't it? Well this is what I was hoping to write, though the ending is off I know. I'm sorry, I've been staring at this for awhile and couldn't make it work the way I wanted. Finally I just said forget it and did my best to finish. Please give me some feedback? What can I do to make it better?
I will try and get your idea out, miss Unknown Legends! I shall try!
Thank you to the reviewer I missed last time by the name of Justsomeotherguy (ironic, no?), and also new reviewers Mathiastodd, and Story Teller of Unknown Legends. Love you all for all your love.