Something that doesn't completely suck…
Summary: Raven is the new kid at school, and she bumps into someone annoying as hell. But maybe this 'certain person' can convince her that school is something that doesn't completely suck, especially when you got the guy of your dreams by your side. RobRae
Warning: Any more flames about this pairing will be used to burn the flamers' houses. And I'm serious this time.
Authors Note: Well…here's the fifth chapter, as promised--except it's not as long as I told you guys it would be. So I beg you not to kill me yet. Anyway, you'll see how dinner turns out. Yeah. Thanks to all those who reviewed my last chapter, I'd hug you all if I could…but I can't…so…the invisible candy I gave you guys before will have to do for now.
And I'm sorry it took me forever to update...my inspiration went dead momentarily, but luckily, I was able to revive it, at least for now :) Please tell me what you think, okay? I need to know if you're still interested in my story…coz yeah…I'm contemplating wether or not I should delete this story...By the way, this chapter is dedicated to the bastard that flamed this pairing. :)
Disclaimer: Yeah, I own the Teen Titans. (Come on, who would actually believe that crap?)
Chapter five: Disastrous Dinner
"Great! You already know each other!" Arella clasped her hands together with joy. "This will be a very nice dinner!" She added happily, heading back to cooking the food.
'More like this will be the beginning of World Ward three.' Raven thought sarcastically, seeing the obvious hatred occurring between Robin and Roy.
Dinner was ready. The food looked perfect, and everything seemed to be going fine. They have been eating for just two minutes now. And to Raven's relief, nothing happened…well, at least not yet. She was seated between Robin and Roy, who were currently giving each other hateful glares. It was silent. It felt awkward. Very awkward.
"Robin, please pass the mashed potatoes." Roy asked nicely.
'Pfft. Get it yourself, jerk.' Robin ignored him. There was no way in hell that he was going to waste two seconds of his time just to pass those potatoes to Roy. He wasn't worth it.
"Dear, please pass him the mashed potatoes…" Arella said to him from across the table.
He decided to remain quiet, and he just continued to chew his chicken. 'Look at the 'goody-goody' look on his face. Who's he trying to fool? Raven's parents? Hah. Maybe if I just pretend I don't hear him he'll get it himself.' Robin thought to himself.
"Please…pass…the…mashed…potatoes…" Roy talked slowly as if he were talking to a retarded five year old. Robin's grip on his fork tightened at the insult, causing it to bend slightly.
"Oh my, let me get you a new one dear." Arella hurried to the counter to get him a new one.
'Look at him, pretending not to hear me. Geez, and now he's bending spoons?' Roy watched Robin amusedly, seeing the growing annoyance in him. And Roy thought that this could be fun.
"So…Robin, how are you in school?" Arella asked, handing Robin a fork.
"Oh me? I'm okay." He answer with a half-hearted smile.
"Yeah, if you consider getting straight F's okay, then he's right." Roy commented.
"Well, you aren't exactly the smartass yourself, Roy." Robin replied in obvious annoyance.
"Well, at least I'm not the dumbass that can't understand what 'please pass the mashed potatoes' means." Roy retorted in a sarcastic tone.
"Would you get over the damn potatoes already?" It didn't take long before both Arella and Trigon knew they absolutely hated each other. Roy was the main source of all Robin's frustration in the world. Oh, and how he'd love to get rid of this nuisance once and for all. Raven tried to ignore the heating up conflict reoccuring between Robin and Roy as she poked at her food for the fourth time in a row. Arella and Trigon exchanged confused looks, and the fight continued.
"I'd get over it if you actually gave me the stupid potatoes." Roy tried to keep his "cool" as you might call it. But Robin was a different story. He had lost his "cool" a long time ago. And I mean--a very very long time ago. Let's go back in time, shall we?
It all started in kindergarten...it was a sunny day, and they were doing arts and crafts in their classroom. Robin was sticking popsicle sticks together to form--something that looked really crappy at the time. Then out of nowhere, Roy came along and dumped glue all over robin's hair.
"That's it Woy, I hate you fowever!" Robin cried.
"Hah-hah. You look funny, Wobin!" And since that day, Robin--or shall we say--"Wobin" had vowed to never ever ever forgive him...ever.
Seems weird how their rivalry started from glue.
And it seems even weirder how their rivalry still goes on till this very day...only now it's starting from mashed potatoes.
And as Robin remembered what he called 'The most horrible and traumatic experience of his life', he thought it was time to teach Roy a lesson...He wanted the mashed potatoes? Oh, he was definitely going to get it.
"You want your potatoes--come and get it." Robin took the bowl and dumped it all over Roy's head. Raven immediately looked at a now grinning Robin, wondering if he had lost his sanity.
"What the hell are you trying to do?!" Roy yelled. Here he was, covered in mashed potatoes in front of Raven and her parents. Not to mention, the fact that he was really looking forward to their 'dinner date' tonight, only to have it ruined by some immature boy that goes by the name of Robin.
"Hah-hah. You look funny, 'Woy'" Robin mocked, reminding Roy why they were rivals in the first place.
"Why, you little son of a--"
"Shut it." Raven cut Roy off as she angrily stood from her chair.
"Serves you right." Robin laughed thinking he won Raven over.
"I said shut it, Robin." She repeated. "In case you guys haven't noticed, both of you piss each other off, and both of you pissing each other off pisses me off even more than it pisses both of you off...so if I were you, I'd shut up and eat before I make you both piss in your pants and wish you hadn't pissed each other off to piss me off in the first place. Got it?" Robin and Roy could only stare, and Arella and Trigon decided to leave those teenagers alone. I mean, who wouldn't be scared if you used the word 'piss' so many times in just one sentence?
"He started it!" Robin pointed accusingly at Roy, who was trying to get the potatoes off him.
"But seriously, you're the one who didn't wanna give me the potatoes in the first place. I mean, it wouldn't have happened if you just gave me the potatoes when I asked you nicely!" Roy replied in defense.
"You're both so immature." She sighed. "Roy, go upstairs and clean yourself up. Robin, just shut the hell up, would you?" Raven rolled her eyes and gained her composure once again. Robin quietly sat down. Making Raven even angrier was the last thing he wanted to do anyway. Roy, in the meantime, went upstairs with the towel Raven had just handed him.
Robin felt fairly guilty on his part. He made Roy, himself and Raven look like complete retards--although Roy really was one. But I mean, seriously, they fought over mashed potatoes...however, we all know that they fought over a much deeper reason than that. "Raven, listen...I didn't mean to--"
"Forgiven and forgotten." She said hurriedly with her monotone back.
"So...you're not mad anymore?" Robin asked her in a sigh of relief.
"No, and for the second time, just shut up before I hate you again."
"Consider it done." He grinned.
"Finally. Now could you please help me clean this mess up before my dad lashes his anger out on you?"
"Sure thing..." Robin smiled weakly, that's the least he could do for her anyway. Besides, if he thought Raven was scary enough, he couldn't even begin to imagine how much scarier her father would be.
"What do you mean you're covered in mashed potatoes?!" She screeched through his phone as Roy quickly pulled his ear away. "And now you're in the bathroom...and you left him there--with Raven?!" she continued, oh, and he could just imagine her pulling every strand of her hair off her head in frustration.
"Well--yeah." He replied through his phone hesitantly, only to be answered by a deafening scream.
"You were supposed to avoid them from liking each other! But no, you were waaaaaay too concerned about the way you look covered in mashed potatoes!"
"Look who's talking." Roy retorted.
"Ugh!" She then hung up on him.
"Women..." Roy sighed and took a step in Raven's room, thinking that he may take advantage of the opportunity while he had the chance, and guys, admit it--you know what I mean by that. ;)
AN: Yes, this is just a chapter to tell you guys that I'm still alive. Thus explaining why it was unbelievably short. But yeah, I swear I'll update again as soon as I finish the next chapter, I'll even try to make it ten pages long if that makes up for it :P
By the way, there was this person who flamed the pairing and here's what she/he said:
I HATE YOUR STORY! iT DOESNT EVEN MAKE ANY SENSE BECAUSE ROBIN BELONGS TO STAR! Robin and Raven are never gonna happen! It is so obvious because of all the episodes they showed on the show! duh! like stranded! And it's not even funny, and I dont need your candy, your million bucks, or your stupid hug! I can't stand this story! I'm sure you're wondering why I'm even leaving you a review, Well, it's because I want you to know how much this story stinks! Robin and star are forever not Robin and raven! Raven belongs to nobody because she cant contol her emotons! This story is one of the worstest I have ever read, I'm doing this to let you know that this pairing is so dumb! And that goes for all the other 'robrae' stories! BECAUSE ROBIN AND STAR ARE CANON! HELLO?! You might as well delete this stoy because only a few peopl suport robin and raven and their never gonna be togeter!
So, to the dumbass that flamed this pairing…
First of all, yes, I do accept flames because they amuse me, and you guysare entitled toyour own opinions. But I do remember mentioning here that I don't ever want to recieve flames about this pairing, especially from someone who doesn't know how to spell anonymous. For your information, 'anonymos', I don't give a crap if Robin and Raven will never be together, because I happen to like this pairing. And I don't care if you hate this story because I didn't write it for you to like anyway. And in case your non-existing brain didn't notice, this is fan fiction, and if I need to spell it out to you, it means us fans can write fiction about our favorite characters, and we have the right to write about whoever and whatever we like. So try and use your brain (if you have one) every once in a while before you go around flaming pairings.
From the bottom of my heart, I thank you for being so stupid that it makes me laugh. And thank you for being smart enough to flame a story with a pairing you don't like when it clearly said that 'if you didn't like the pairing you shouldn't read the freaking story'.
Have a nice day :)
AN2: So...now that that's done, yeah...please tell me what you think... :)
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