Beast Boy
Creeeeeeeeeak! Cclkkkk! Shhrkkkkk! Bzzzzzzzt! I looked around, laughing at all the fun rides. They cranked noisily, but that beautiful girl on my arm was so perfect, the noises didn't matter. She smiled, punching my arm at another of my (awesome) jokes. She looked so excited to show me around, pointing out the moving trolley cars. We hopped onto the newest one, having to bridge the gap when it left without us. I tripped on the edge, and she quickly grabbed my hand before I fell to my improbable doom. We sat silently on the bench together, enjoying each other's company
"Beast Boy, if you knew something bad about me, would you still be my friend?"
"Of course."
"I mean, if you were really my friend, I could tell you anything. And no matter how horrible it was, you'd still like me, right?"
"Yes, I promise Terra. No matter what."
"Beast Boy, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I never meant for any of this to happen."
"Then why did you let it?"
"I don't know, okay? I don't know. Slade, he helped me. Saved me from myself. He said I owed him..."
"So it was all a game? You were just pretending?"
"No! You said you'd be my friend no matter what, remember?"
"Slade was right. You don't have any friends."
Why had I said all that? I never meant the last part! I wish I could take it all back. She said she was really sorry, but I never apologized for saying she had no friends, did I? It's not Cyborg's fault Terra ran for cover again. It's mine.
Suddenly, I feel a really hard pressing at the back of my eyes. I thought all the tears were dried up, and this is a different burning. Slowly, a voice starts seeping into my head. Raven?
"Beast Boy, you need to let me in. Let me in to your head." Well how the heck am I supposed to do that? "Just open all the gates you put up. Let me in, I can help. Let me in." I still have absolutely no idea what that means, so I just picture my mind as a hallway, unlocking and opening the door at the end. "Perfect. Beast Boy, this is Raven. Obviously. No, I don't think you should have left. You either need to find Terra now or be back at the tower now. I convinced the other Titans to stop searching, and I can hear them coming back in now. Your communicator lost signal, right?" Actually, I kind of threw it against a wall.
"Beast Boy, stop thinking to yourself. I can hear you. I understand why you left, but the others are getting anxious." I hear a loud crash in the background of Raven's voice. "Crap. Starfire just blasted a hole in the wall. Uh, you might want to hurry. But remember, your mind is open now, so I can get in, and you can't exactly throw your head against a wall. Don't even try to. Keep searching, you've got an hour until Robin gives the signal to spread out. Cyborg's not too happy either. He's trying to hold Robin down, because he doesn't want Terra found." My stomach, heart, and pretty much everything else jumps up into my throat. "Be careful, Beast Boy." A light buzz fills my head, and Raven's voice doesn't make a reappearance. I sigh, and slowly step off of my trolley cart-into open air. Dang, I missed the post to get off. Thinking fast, I shift into an eagle and fly over the amusement park, to the peak of the broken-down ferris wheel. From way up here, I can look for Terra with a bird's-eye view--ha! I'm gonna have to remember that one!
I give the whole park a final once-over, then swoop down and towards the little diner Terra took me to. I order a cherry pie-Terra's favorite-and slowly put pieces in my mouth, glancing around. The waitress at the bar brings me a giant can of whipped cream on request, and I angle it down, point at the pie, and let loose a torrent of whipped deliciousness.
The bell on the door gives a light cling as two boys walk in. I look up in the mirror to see those two dirtbags that stole the T-car and took it for a joy ride.
"So she was like, help me help me! Oh Cash noooo! Ah ha haa! Man that girl ain't never getting out of there!" The tall one says, flicking some quarters on the counter. "Gimme two root beers, and go heavy on the whipped cream, lady!" I gulp, hoping they don't notice that I used the whole bucket load. The waitress returns with their drinks-which have no whipped cream. "Yo, what is this? C'mon I said whipped cream! Ain't that an easy order? Or is you too stupid to get it right!"
"Yeah! Stupid!" the short one choruses. "Hey Cash, look." He tugs on the tall one's sleeve-Cash, I guess-and points at my plate.
"Good catch, Sammy. Now how 'bout you, snot face." Cash holds up a fist, walking towards me slowly. "You don't take my whipped cream. Nobody takes my whipped cream."
"Yeah Cash! Get 'im!" Sammy encourages, bouncing on his toes.
Cackling, Cash slams his fist on the edge of the plate closest to me. The pie and all it's covered in flies up in slow motion, smearing white all over my face. While I'm busy wiping all the crap off my face, something whaps the back of my knees, and I fall face-down to the floor. Sammy comes out from behind me, snickering and holding a pool stick. I glare, and turn into a parrot. Prepping to fly away I launch of the ground, but something crushes my entire body-Cash grabbed me with one fat hand. I struggle uselessly against him, but he and Sammy just stroll out the door, root beers in hand. Bright lights pop at the edges of my vision, and I gasp.
Cash throws me to the ground, and before I can think, Sammy is pressing his thumb into my neck-hard. I see the root beer cup come down, and feel myself lifted up, then dropped into the full glass. I flounder around, wishing the diner people would help, but knowing full well they won't. The other root beer now comes towards me, flipped upside down at the last second. Now I'm in a long tube, with just enough sense to fly to the liquid-less top before I drown. Looking out, a grinning Cash is duct-taping where the glasses meet, so nothing at all can escape, including me.
Raven
"Raven, Cyborg, we really need to go find him! He could be in danger!" Robin is arguing with us, trying to make us go out and find Beast Boy. From when I last saw him, he was fine, just really upset over Terra. Speaking of, that's Cyborg's side of the arguement.
"Oh really? We were already in danger with the blonde brat in the tower! Now we're fine, and you're healed! You never 'broke your limit' or whatever without her here ruining everything! If we find her, we might find Terra! No one wants or needs that!" Listening to Cyborg's point of view is like a stab in the gut. I move over to help Starfire prepare some food from Tamaran.
"Thank you friend Raven! All that is left for me to require of you and your assistance is to slice and flip the Blaach tails, de-frost the Glorg, and boil the Glurk scales! Then we may dine, so long as I may have my side of zorkaberries. Silkie may have already eaten them all!" I marvel at how easily Starfire can push aside her feelings when thinking of home. When I think of home, normally some things explode around me from the emotions-namely, the Glorg. Oops. "Well, I suppose that may be an acceptable way to de-frost the Glorg, although I believe merely putting it in the microwave would have accomplished the equivalent, yes?" I allow myself a small laugh, and nod.
Starfire eventually finishes prepping dinner, and finds a way to force all of us to choke it down. She also sets aside a small portion of organic Glorg and Glurk scales, which are apparently called Glarp and Glanck scales when meat-free. Go figure. I guess she expects Beast Boy to come back before Silkie gets to them.
Obviously, he doesn't, and we just munch in silence, with only the rare off-handed comment about how the Glorg tasted when spread across the Glurk scales, or asking why the zorkaberries combined with the Blaach tails create the Tamaranean equivalent of an atomic bomb. I carefully store that information away, along with some extra of everything, in case I meet up with Beast Boy or Terra.
Even thought I'm doing it near-constantly now, I excuse myself to meditate again. Sliding the lock shut, I fling open my blinds, and notice all the particles of dirt floating around. It's been a long time since my window was last opened. Well, now it's only been two seconds, since I literally just opened it, but still. I pull my hood up, covering my face, and float out the window, to the diner. If she's not there, then Beast Boy and I only have one place left to look. Suddenly, I smell root beer. Blech. Slowly, I can feel it creeping over my mouth, drowning out my air. I gasp, and drop nearly to the ground below the tower. I catch myself just before hitting the water, and drag my floating body onto the shore. But I wasn't wet; that could only have happened if I was connected to someone else, like when Slade came back for Robin. The only person I'm connected to now is. . . Beast Boy.