Ill ~ Robstar ~ Teen Titans

1.

     (POV 3)

Today is a beautiful day, a day to enjoy the breeze above the Titan Tower.  A surprisingly quiet day for the Teen Titans, no threats, no outbreaks, nothing.                                                                           yawn 

A yawn could be heard from Cyborgs room, it looks like he's the first to wake up so far, as always.   He's usually the one to make breakfast, either he or Robin, as they are the only trusted ones for breakfast.  Beastboy is vegan so he's no help with making normal breakfast foods.  Raven never even learned how to cook.  Starfire.. well.. she is an alien from a planet called Tamaran, her food is very different from what the others find enjoyable.  Like Raven, she doesn't know how to cook food besides hers.

Cyborg hums to himself as he cooks the normal food for the Titans, four plates of eggs for the non-vegans and one plate of tofu for Beastboy.  Once he finishes he places down the plates in a specific order for where they usually sit.  Not that it matters, they have four plates of the same thing.  He hears the door open expecting Robin, the usual one to come out, but it was Beastboy. "Hey beast man!  What's up?"

Beastboy yawns and sits down at the table before answering.

"Nothing much, you?"

Cyborg just shrugs.  He didn't think much of it, Robin doesn't really have a 'waking up' schedule just whenever he wants to get up or when an emergency occurs.  Yet, he's the type to wake early and it's 8:00.  Talking outside the door can be heard, voices of both Raven and Starfire.  Mostly Starfire, Raven isn't the type to talk.  The door opens and Cyborg greeted them right after they greeted him.  No Robin.

About 30 minutes later the food started to become freezing cold, not in the condition to eat without gagging.  Raven couldn't stand hearing Beastboy raging at video games so she glides to her room for her quiet sanctuary while Starfire and Cyborg are cleaning the dishes.  Starfire looks up at Cyborg worryingly.

"Do you think we should wake him up now?"

"I don't know.  Maybe just a couple more minutes."

Starfire looks back down at the dishes and huffs.

"Five minutes."

Cyborg quietly nods and continues cleaning the dishes.  Starfire finishes her side of the dishes and starts anxiously floating around the room asking questions concerning Robin.

"Maybe he got kidnapped!-"

"Maybe he ran away to battle someone.."

And so on.  After five minutes has passed she quickly ran to his room and knocked on his door.

"Robin?"

She waits for a couple seconds and she still hasn't heard an answer or the door open.  She punches the door down and sees Robin sleeping, his breath shaking and out of rhythm.  He must be a heavy sleeper..  Starfire walks over to him and as lightly as she can taps his shoulders.

"Robin??"

Robin moves his shoulders away from Starfire.  He barely opens his eyes.

"Hmm...? Wh..what?"

Robins voice has both a tired tone and shaky breathes, unsteady.  Maybe he had a nightmare?  Robin grabs his forehead and grunts.  Starfire didn't understand what was happening so she ran out the room seeking guidance. 

"Cyborg?"

"Yeah?"

"Robin's awake but.. he's acting strange."

"Want me to check on him? He's probably sick."

Starfire nods and they walk over to Robin's room.

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So this exists. Aight bye.

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