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TIME – 17:31
Raven – I’m getting tacos
BB – take me w u please?
Raven – just order, im eating in anyways…wdyw?
BB – I want you mama
*Raven has blocked BB*
TIME – 19:43
Raven reached the tower and sat on the floor in the living room where Starfire was busy feeding Silkie the mush she made in the kitchen, which she assumes included toothpaste by the strong minty smell of it. She took out her taco and grabbed the remote, flicking through recorded movies till it landed on the latest episode of “Pretty Pretty Pegasus”. Luckily for Beast Boy, that episode passed her happy bar that made her unblock him.
“Oh I had nearly performed the forgetting! Friend Beast Boy has the mentioning of throwing away the collection of the Pegasus.” Starfire remarked casually, her gaze not moving away from her pink pet. However, she did feel the air getting colder by the second and the room getting darker that when she finally did avert her gaze towards Raven, her friend was now in the air with her cape going wild, holding a face destined for murder.
“HE SAID WHAT?!”
“YOU DID NOT HEAR SUCH INFORMATION FROM THE ME”
Raven stormed off towards her room where her collection, which took her more than five years to collect, was supposed to be. Only for her raging anger to flare even more after looking at a now-empty shelf. Raven let out a screech in which Starfire was certain she heard the gates of hell opening. Robin came out of his room a second too early because Raven caught him by the neck and demanded he detect where Beast Boy is. Shakily, he got out his tracker and shoved it into Raven’s face, revealing the attic as Beast Boy’s secret hideout.
Robin let out a breath of relief as he was finally released. Another screech was heard and this time, the gates of hell have probably entered the tower seeing as it grew darker by the minute. “Well, I always thought that five members were too much anyway.” Robin murmured under his breath, heading back to his room.
Raven reached the attic by slamming through the ceiling walls, every patience in her body slowly fading away as she got closer to the thief. “BEAST BOY, YOU’RE GOING TO HEL- what..”
“I GOT US TACOS TOO MAMA”
“WHAT THE HELL?!”
Beast Boy, obviously oblivious to whatever that went down in the tower, walked over to Raven and gave her a bouquet of purple roses. “Happy anniversary, Raven.” He said softly. The words so soft she froze in place, not knowing what to do next. She blinked, stunned by the act like she didn’t just try to summon the depths of hell a while ago. Her chest tightened from guilt because she forgot it was today. Nothing was planned and yet the guy standing in front of her looked like he planned this for days.
“I can see you’re a little frozen, so let me just talk for you.” Beast Boy started. “I remembered that I forgot last year’s anniversary so I didn’t want to forget again. Howeveeeeer…” The words dragging a bit too long made the tension around them falter just a bit for him to continue. “I think it seems that YOU might have forgotten this time, huh?”
Raven quickly dipped her head, embarrassed to show him the blush forming on her face because of guilt and shame. She stared at the purple flowers in her hand, tears threatening to spill out of her eyes as her anger slowly dissipated.
God, am I crying?
“I’m so sorry…” was all she managed to say before the painful lump in her throat started choking her. She cleared her throat and finally mustered the courage to look at the person standing in front of her, bracing herself to see a disappointed face. But instead, Beast Boy looked at her with warmth and understanding that made her heart skip. He gently reached for her and pulled her into a warm embrace, causing Raven to melt immediately.
“So now we’re even?” Beast Boy asked, nudging her shoulder.
“No way, what did you do to my Pegasus collection?”
“I stored them aside while I cleaned your shelf, the amount of dust it collected could become my new bed.” Raven scoffed at the comment but tightened her grip around him.
“Thank you, Beastie”
They stayed up the whole night in the attic, munching on tacos and discussing ways to fix the ceiling problem. Overall, everything was fine.