Disclaimer: I do not own the Teen Titans.
Until the End of the World
Chapter 7 – Epilogue
It was a cool, overcast day in Jump City. In fact, it was the fourth Thursday in November and throughout the city, families and friends were gathering to celebrate Thanksgiving. And for one group of people who lived on an island, in a tower shaped like a T, it was no exception.
As was tradition for this group of friends, Cyborg has started the holiday by cooking a large batch of cinnamon rolls to entice the others out of their slumber. One by one the others came out.
The first to arrive was a Raven, her skin pale as she squinted in the morning sunlight that came through the windows of their kitchen. She was followed shortly by a Robin, his mask firmly in place. Next, floating several inches off the ground, came Starfire. Last out was a disheveled Beast Boy, looking as though he had been woken several hours too early.
The day was spent in the usual manner of such holidays. After breakfast the boys crowded together on the couch and watched football games. Raven retreated to a corner to read a book, occasionally tucking her hair behind her ears and out of the way. And the tawny Starfire floated to and fro, making certain that the boys had snacks and drinks, and the purple-haired girl had fresh tea.
Come mid-afternoon the games were over, and the five teens converged in the kitchen to cook their meal. Cyborg took on the task of preparing the turkey. Beast Boy worked on a Tofurkey™ for those himself and any others who might not wish to eat something they could turn into. Starfire and the overly brightly dressed Robin worked together to prepare the mashed potatoes, dressing, gravy, green beans and "pie of the pumpkin". As usual, Raven stood back, acting as referee when needed. After a time, she took the risk of leaving the kitchen in the care of her friends and set their table.
As the food was readied, it was carried out to the dining table. Before long they were ready to sit. Robin sat at the head of the table. To his left sat Starfire, then Cyborg. To his right Beast Boy pulled out a chair for Raven before seating himself. Once they were both seated, the green boy's hand found a pale-skinned hand and squeezed.
"Raven," Robin asked, "would you say the prayer?"
The purple-haired girl looked up suddenly, a blush coming to her face. "I would be happy to."
She and the rest of the Titans closed their eyes and looked down.
"Thank you this day
for providing us all the things we need,
The meal we are about to enjoy,
The companionship we share,
And the friendships we have.
Thank you for the adventures we have shared,
The joy and wonder of new discoveries,
And that we never have to do it alone.
The Titans around her all echoed the, "Amen," and looked up.
As they each moved their napkins off their plates and reached for the dish closest to them, Robin attempted to prevent a repeat of the previous year's chaos. "Titans, we're passing to the left."
Several hours later, Raven was sitting on the edge of the roof, watching the sun set. The leftovers had been put away with loving care by Cyborg, before he joined Robin for a drowsy game of Mega Monkey Racing on the GameStation. Starfire had gone to bed early, a victim of turkey overindulgence and the sleepiness it brings. Before long, Beast Boy had also slipped off, and Raven had assumed that Tofurkey™ may have a similar effect as real turkey. As such, she was slightly surprised when Beast Boy walked out onto the roof with her.
"Hey, Raven," he said as he walked over to join her at the edge of the building.
"Beast Boy," she said.
"Whatcha doin' up here?"
"Just thinking," Raven said, the barest hint of a smile creeping onto her face. "Thinking about the things that I am the most thankful for."
"Oh?" Beast Boy asked as he sat down next to her, not touching, but not quite outside Raven's usual personal space. He looked at her and grinned.
"Yea. Thinking about the fact that I am really grateful we've spent more time together this year," Raven said.
The two friends sat quietly on the roof as the sun set, neither one of them talking, just enjoying each other's company.
Author's note: I would like to thank you all for getting through this with me.
Yes, I know that I'm evil for stopping this before they actually have their date. But that is the way I envisioned this story. Maybe I will write about their first date soon. Maybe not.
I am always open to constructive criticism, the more detailed the better. I also welcome "attaboys" and requests.