[100ThemesBBT] Prompts 5 - 7
Prompts #4 (which is here), #6 and #7 were intended to be sort of like a miniseries, but they work fine as standalone.
Prompt #5: Heart
Words: 249
Characters: Beast Boy, Terra.
Rating: K+
It was a lazy day in Jump City.
The sky was deep blue, cloudless, and the sun beat down upon the streets. From their perch on the Titans Tower roof, Beast Boy and Terra could see people across the lake, crowding the bay.
There was a crackle of a sweet wrapper and then Terra felt a touch on her knee.
{Dear One}
She smiled and picked the candy piece up, popping it into her mouth.
"These candy things you got in Europe are hilarious." Beast Boy said from beside her, taking the next one out of the packet, "{cuddle me}" he read, "{email me}, this is why British people can't talk to girls."
"Because you're so awesome at that," Terra replied, grinning. Beast Boy put another sweet on her knee.
{You're fab}
She snorted and pushed Beast Boy's shoulder. She ate it regardless of the 90s slang, the sherbet fizzing deliciously in her mouth.
"I can't do this," she commented jokingly after receiving a {keep cool}, "the ice in the lemonade melted a while ago."
"Funny," Beast Boy remarked, eating two of the sweets at once.
Terra stretched and slid down the wall a little more. It was such a nice day… she could have easily fallen asleep where she was.
She opened her eyes, inspecting her newest candy gift.
{first love}
Terra smiled and pocketed it.
She planned on keeping that one for a long time.
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Prompt #6: Poison
Words: 808
Characters: Beast Boy, Terra. Mentions the Titans.
Rating: T
Theme: Aging Relationships, Angst
Setting: Post-series
It's night time now.
I've been flying so long that my arms are exhausted and I'm further away from Titans Tower than I've ever been.
Well, in the emotional way. I doubt even Raven could sense me where I am.
I don't want her to right now anyway.
I touch down on a building - a branch of Wayne Enterprises, of all things - and only a thought later I'm human again. I had seen her from the sky, her blonde hair a beacon in the smoggy city of New York, and I knew she'd seen me too.
I walk to her and sit down behind where she is, facing in the opposite direction. It takes me a moment to think of something to say, but she beats me to it.
"You shouldn't be here", she tells me. It doesn't surprise me at all - I guess I expected her to say it.
"Rebellion builds character."
She doesn't have an answer for that.
"How come you're here?" I ask before I can stop myself, "Why New York?"
"I followed the yellow-brick road." she jokes, and I can't help but laugh along. I lie down so I can finally look her in the eye, but again she beats me to the punch. My T-com's been ringing every minute like Robin has me on automatic speed dial and she wants to know if I'm gonna answer it.
This time I didn't have an answer for her. Or for Robin; my T-Com will go on ringing. I guess I shoulda put a not in the kitchen, but Robin was the last thing on my mind when I was running out the front door.
"You're a hard gal to reach, Ter."
Terra sighs. I guess she's not in the mood for banter tonight. Honestly, neither am I, but what do you say to a person you've followed for hundreds of miles?
When Terra doesn't want to be found, then… she doesn't get found. It took me years to learn that lesson but… every time she shows up it's like I'm fifteen again and I chase after her like a naïve lovesick idiot only to go back to the tower in time for tea, tired and depressed.
"We can't keep doing this, Gar." she says quietly, not meeting my eyes. My heart jolts as she says my name - it isn't usually a good sign, even shortened as it is. It was like Terra thought she was talking to two people - 'Beast Boy', the fun-loving happy little kid and 'Gar', the guy you tell all the important stuff to remember for when Beast Boy was being too much of a boob to listen.
"Who says we can't?" I reply, and it even sounds petulant to me. My T-com starts ringing again and I suddenly have the urge to throw it off the side of the skyscraper.
Again, she's silent. A chilled breeze whips up around us and she shivers but I don't move up to warm her. Somehow… something as simple as that felt like it would be wrong.
"New York", Terra murmurs, looking out over the city, "Isn't that just fantastic? It's like… the old York wasn't good enough, so they tried again and they made it better…"
I don't know how serious she is so, for once, I choose my silence.
"You can do that kind of thing for cities and for pets… if one fails try again, you know?" her breath condenses in the air and curls up and away and in the diffused moonlight, she looks sort of eerie. I honestly dread the next thing she's going to say so much that I almost get up and fly all the way home again.
"I wonder…"
I wait for her to end the thought but it seems that she doesn't intend to and I'm grateful for that. Even though she let me find her this time, I still cling to her and my naïveté like pitiful lifelines.
"It would never work." She answers my question, "We can't keep doing this because I'm not in the place that you are. My powers are still unstable, I still have teething problems."
On impulse, I grab her hand. "We can help you, Terra." I insist.
Steadily, resolutely, she looks me in the eye.
"You can't."
We were like that for a while. She couldn't have made it more obvious even if she had painted "let me go" in glow stick paint on her legs, but my hand stayed firmly wrapped around hers.
Suddenly, I see something in her eyes I've never seen before and, regretfully, I let her hand slip out of mine. I take her cheek and lean to her, kiss her forehead.
I transform into a Swift and fly back to titan's tower at over 100 miles per hour.
I can't get away fast enough.
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Prompt #7: Fairy
Words: 562
Characters: Beast Boy, Terra. Mentions the Titans.
Rating: T
Theme: Aging Relationships, Friendship, Reconciliation
Setting: Post-series
Terra wasn't sure what was harder; leaving Titans Tower or breaking back in.
She pushed her fingers into the gap in the otherwise closed windowpane. Eventually, after a lot of swearing and finger wiggling, the window budged and she was able to pull it open.
Feet first, she squeezed through the tiny opening the window provided and, careful to not knock her toothbrush off the counter, closed the window behind her. By now, the damn thing had been left open so long and often that it wouldn't close all the way but it didn't bother her. Nobody else would try to break in through the fourth floor bathroom window, and even if they did, Cyborg's security would pick them up in a second.
Terra eased herself off the counter and slipped her boots off - they'd create unwanted noise.
Swiftly, silently, Terra navigated the dark hallways as if bright sunlight streamed through the windows.
The days that saw Terra flying in and squashing giant scorpions were long gone. She'd grown up too much since then.
Looking up at the name on the door, Terra swallowed the urge to run and instead walked inside, leaving her boots at the door.
As usual, Beast Boy's room was a dump and twice she stubbed her toe on some hidden toy or brick or something - she didn't stop to check which.
He was splayed out across the bottom bunk, snoring loudly.
Terra grinned and sat at the end of the bed, tickled his bare green feet. He wasn't ticklish - not on his feet at least - but he was totally immune to being punched, so Terra had never had any alternative.
He woke instantly and it took a while for him to orientate himself.
"Hnn?" he slurred intelligently, "whozat?"
"The fairy godmother." Terra replied lightly, "I've come to take you to the ball."
Beast Boy groaned, humouring her.
"You're late; it's waaay past midnight."
Chuckling, Terra slapped his calf playfully and he sat up. Terra's laughter trailed off. She looked at her knees, nervous.
"What are you doing here, Terra?" Beast Boy asked tiredly, as if she had cried wolf too many times, "Look, I'm tired of screwing around like this. Just…say it and then go again so I can go back to sleep."
He didn't meet her gaze once, and Terra ached to reach out and take him by the chin, force him to look at her, kiss his doubts away, make him believe in her again.
For once, Terra did what she wanted to do.
Holding his head in her hands, she kissed him passionately, desperately and, after an undignified surprised sound, he kissed her in return. They held each other tight, arms wrapped around each other, hugging fiercely.
Terra pulled away finally and they stared at each other, panting slightly, flushed. The silence became a little tense; each of them had so many things to say, so many things to share… yet they couldn't find the words, couldn't find the expressions that would convey everything they felt, everything they wanted.
Terra squared herself up and smiled.
"Hi, my name's Terra."
Beast Boy caught on quickly and smiled too, eyes twinkling. He reached up and brushed her hair away from her face, tenderly touched his nose to hers.
"Gar Logan." he replied softly, "my friends call me Beast Boy."
"It's nice to meet you, Beast Boy."
Prompt #5: Heart
Words: 249
Characters: Beast Boy, Terra.
Rating: K+
It was a lazy day in Jump City.
The sky was deep blue, cloudless, and the sun beat down upon the streets. From their perch on the Titans Tower roof, Beast Boy and Terra could see people across the lake, crowding the bay.
There was a crackle of a sweet wrapper and then Terra felt a touch on her knee.
{Dear One}
She smiled and picked the candy piece up, popping it into her mouth.
"These candy things you got in Europe are hilarious." Beast Boy said from beside her, taking the next one out of the packet, "{cuddle me}" he read, "{email me}, this is why British people can't talk to girls."
"Because you're so awesome at that," Terra replied, grinning. Beast Boy put another sweet on her knee.
{You're fab}
She snorted and pushed Beast Boy's shoulder. She ate it regardless of the 90s slang, the sherbet fizzing deliciously in her mouth.
"I can't do this," she commented jokingly after receiving a {keep cool}, "the ice in the lemonade melted a while ago."
"Funny," Beast Boy remarked, eating two of the sweets at once.
Terra stretched and slid down the wall a little more. It was such a nice day… she could have easily fallen asleep where she was.
She opened her eyes, inspecting her newest candy gift.
{first love}
Terra smiled and pocketed it.
She planned on keeping that one for a long time.
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Prompt #6: Poison
Words: 808
Characters: Beast Boy, Terra. Mentions the Titans.
Rating: T
Theme: Aging Relationships, Angst
Setting: Post-series
It's night time now.
I've been flying so long that my arms are exhausted and I'm further away from Titans Tower than I've ever been.
Well, in the emotional way. I doubt even Raven could sense me where I am.
I don't want her to right now anyway.
I touch down on a building - a branch of Wayne Enterprises, of all things - and only a thought later I'm human again. I had seen her from the sky, her blonde hair a beacon in the smoggy city of New York, and I knew she'd seen me too.
I walk to her and sit down behind where she is, facing in the opposite direction. It takes me a moment to think of something to say, but she beats me to it.
"You shouldn't be here", she tells me. It doesn't surprise me at all - I guess I expected her to say it.
"Rebellion builds character."
She doesn't have an answer for that.
"How come you're here?" I ask before I can stop myself, "Why New York?"
"I followed the yellow-brick road." she jokes, and I can't help but laugh along. I lie down so I can finally look her in the eye, but again she beats me to the punch. My T-com's been ringing every minute like Robin has me on automatic speed dial and she wants to know if I'm gonna answer it.
This time I didn't have an answer for her. Or for Robin; my T-Com will go on ringing. I guess I shoulda put a not in the kitchen, but Robin was the last thing on my mind when I was running out the front door.
"You're a hard gal to reach, Ter."
Terra sighs. I guess she's not in the mood for banter tonight. Honestly, neither am I, but what do you say to a person you've followed for hundreds of miles?
When Terra doesn't want to be found, then… she doesn't get found. It took me years to learn that lesson but… every time she shows up it's like I'm fifteen again and I chase after her like a naïve lovesick idiot only to go back to the tower in time for tea, tired and depressed.
"We can't keep doing this, Gar." she says quietly, not meeting my eyes. My heart jolts as she says my name - it isn't usually a good sign, even shortened as it is. It was like Terra thought she was talking to two people - 'Beast Boy', the fun-loving happy little kid and 'Gar', the guy you tell all the important stuff to remember for when Beast Boy was being too much of a boob to listen.
"Who says we can't?" I reply, and it even sounds petulant to me. My T-com starts ringing again and I suddenly have the urge to throw it off the side of the skyscraper.
Again, she's silent. A chilled breeze whips up around us and she shivers but I don't move up to warm her. Somehow… something as simple as that felt like it would be wrong.
"New York", Terra murmurs, looking out over the city, "Isn't that just fantastic? It's like… the old York wasn't good enough, so they tried again and they made it better…"
I don't know how serious she is so, for once, I choose my silence.
"You can do that kind of thing for cities and for pets… if one fails try again, you know?" her breath condenses in the air and curls up and away and in the diffused moonlight, she looks sort of eerie. I honestly dread the next thing she's going to say so much that I almost get up and fly all the way home again.
"I wonder…"
I wait for her to end the thought but it seems that she doesn't intend to and I'm grateful for that. Even though she let me find her this time, I still cling to her and my naïveté like pitiful lifelines.
"It would never work." She answers my question, "We can't keep doing this because I'm not in the place that you are. My powers are still unstable, I still have teething problems."
On impulse, I grab her hand. "We can help you, Terra." I insist.
Steadily, resolutely, she looks me in the eye.
"You can't."
We were like that for a while. She couldn't have made it more obvious even if she had painted "let me go" in glow stick paint on her legs, but my hand stayed firmly wrapped around hers.
Suddenly, I see something in her eyes I've never seen before and, regretfully, I let her hand slip out of mine. I take her cheek and lean to her, kiss her forehead.
I transform into a Swift and fly back to titan's tower at over 100 miles per hour.
I can't get away fast enough.
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Prompt #7: Fairy
Words: 562
Characters: Beast Boy, Terra. Mentions the Titans.
Rating: T
Theme: Aging Relationships, Friendship, Reconciliation
Setting: Post-series
Terra wasn't sure what was harder; leaving Titans Tower or breaking back in.
She pushed her fingers into the gap in the otherwise closed windowpane. Eventually, after a lot of swearing and finger wiggling, the window budged and she was able to pull it open.
Feet first, she squeezed through the tiny opening the window provided and, careful to not knock her toothbrush off the counter, closed the window behind her. By now, the damn thing had been left open so long and often that it wouldn't close all the way but it didn't bother her. Nobody else would try to break in through the fourth floor bathroom window, and even if they did, Cyborg's security would pick them up in a second.
Terra eased herself off the counter and slipped her boots off - they'd create unwanted noise.
Swiftly, silently, Terra navigated the dark hallways as if bright sunlight streamed through the windows.
The days that saw Terra flying in and squashing giant scorpions were long gone. She'd grown up too much since then.
Looking up at the name on the door, Terra swallowed the urge to run and instead walked inside, leaving her boots at the door.
As usual, Beast Boy's room was a dump and twice she stubbed her toe on some hidden toy or brick or something - she didn't stop to check which.
He was splayed out across the bottom bunk, snoring loudly.
Terra grinned and sat at the end of the bed, tickled his bare green feet. He wasn't ticklish - not on his feet at least - but he was totally immune to being punched, so Terra had never had any alternative.
He woke instantly and it took a while for him to orientate himself.
"Hnn?" he slurred intelligently, "whozat?"
"The fairy godmother." Terra replied lightly, "I've come to take you to the ball."
Beast Boy groaned, humouring her.
"You're late; it's waaay past midnight."
Chuckling, Terra slapped his calf playfully and he sat up. Terra's laughter trailed off. She looked at her knees, nervous.
"What are you doing here, Terra?" Beast Boy asked tiredly, as if she had cried wolf too many times, "Look, I'm tired of screwing around like this. Just…say it and then go again so I can go back to sleep."
He didn't meet her gaze once, and Terra ached to reach out and take him by the chin, force him to look at her, kiss his doubts away, make him believe in her again.
For once, Terra did what she wanted to do.
Holding his head in her hands, she kissed him passionately, desperately and, after an undignified surprised sound, he kissed her in return. They held each other tight, arms wrapped around each other, hugging fiercely.
Terra pulled away finally and they stared at each other, panting slightly, flushed. The silence became a little tense; each of them had so many things to say, so many things to share… yet they couldn't find the words, couldn't find the expressions that would convey everything they felt, everything they wanted.
Terra squared herself up and smiled.
"Hi, my name's Terra."
Beast Boy caught on quickly and smiled too, eyes twinkling. He reached up and brushed her hair away from her face, tenderly touched his nose to hers.
"Gar Logan." he replied softly, "my friends call me Beast Boy."
"It's nice to meet you, Beast Boy."