"Beast Boy?" Called Raven as she knocked on the teen's door. "Come on your
late for battle practice!" She knocked again, and the door slid open. She
could hear the shower running...
"Beast Boy Hurry Up!!!" Raven yelled as she walked into the room and sat down near the boy's desk. It occurred to her that she'd never been in Beast Boy's room before, but it looked much the way she imagined it.
''The floor seems to act like another shelf,' she mused as she looked at the mess on the floor, it screamed Beast Boy. The ground was littered with piles of clothes, cans, a sandwich that looked like it had been there for a year and...
'That's weird...'
Raven lifted the Object that stuck out from underneath the bed. She stared perplexed and twirled it in her hand...
'A Paintbrush? I never Had Beast Boy pinned as the art type, must be a closet finger-painter...' She smiled at her pun, and knelt to see if there what else was under there.
"Well well...," she sighed as she pulled more garbage out from under the bed, but stopped when she came across a piece of crumpled paper that showed signs of pencil marks. She unwrapped the paper and was amazed at what was staring back at her...
A flawlessly drawn pair of violet eyes....her eyes...
"It's amazing...but why me?"
She looked again and began unwrapping more of the papers, and was amazed again but what she saw...
One depicted her, curled under a blanket asleep...
The next was of her meditating...
But this last one... was wrinkled and torn in some places, almost hatefully, she took special care as she smoothed it out and gazed at the picture...
It was Beast Boy's self portrait, but it couldn't be... it depicted his eyes as cold yet tearful, something which she had never seen Beast Boys ever smiling eyes do... and his features... they were grossly disfigured as if some one had mutilated him, his ears were long and lopside his nose fat and his chin pointed and scraggly.
"Why does he feel this way about himself?" She continued to stare as she noticed something scrawled along the edges of the same paper...
There's always a joker in the pack – There's always a cardboard clown. The poor painted fool falls on his back And everyone laughs when he's down.
There's always a funny man in the game; But he's only funny by mistake; But everyone laughs at him just the same - They don't see his painted heart break.
They don't care as long as there is a jester - Just a fool - as foolish as he can be. There's always a joker, that's a rule But Fate deals the hand and I see - The Joker is me...
She turned to the last picture, almost afraid of what she might find...
As she unfolded the paper, she gasped at the beauty and accuracy with which the figure was depicted and of the title of the drawing...Love Unrequited
But perhaps what was most amazing was that, I was her...
"How did he make me look so radiant?" she wondered aloud
"I draw what I see Rae..."
Raven turned blushing to face a half-dressed Beast Boy... She turned away quickly still blushing furiously... "I've never looked that beautiful..."
"Yes, you have... too me..."
"But Why ME?"
"You'd laugh..."
"No I wouldn't...."
"Then you could never feel the same way about me...."
Raven Paused for the moment... "What if I told you, I do feel the same way?"
"You'd be lying..." Said sadly
"How do you know?"
"Who could ever love me?"
"Why do you hate yourself this much?" She said holding up Beast Boy's self portrait
"You try living down the hall from the girl of your dreams, knowing she hates you and see how you feel about yourself... I mean look at me, I'm green for gods sake..."
"I think your kinda cute..." "You don't mean that... No one could ever love a beast" He would have said more, but he found that Raven had pulled him into a deep kiss...
"Is this real?" He asked?
"What do you think?"
"I'm praying that it is
The two smiled at each other as they walked off and out of the room, at first apart, but then hand in hand...
That night, Beast Boy drew Another Drawing, this time of him and Raven together both smiling widely... as he finished writing down a few words at the edge of the paper...
Beast Boy lay down and fell asleep, the words he had written spinning in his head...
"I'm still the Joker, I'm a fool in Love..."
The End
"Beast Boy Hurry Up!!!" Raven yelled as she walked into the room and sat down near the boy's desk. It occurred to her that she'd never been in Beast Boy's room before, but it looked much the way she imagined it.
''The floor seems to act like another shelf,' she mused as she looked at the mess on the floor, it screamed Beast Boy. The ground was littered with piles of clothes, cans, a sandwich that looked like it had been there for a year and...
'That's weird...'
Raven lifted the Object that stuck out from underneath the bed. She stared perplexed and twirled it in her hand...
'A Paintbrush? I never Had Beast Boy pinned as the art type, must be a closet finger-painter...' She smiled at her pun, and knelt to see if there what else was under there.
"Well well...," she sighed as she pulled more garbage out from under the bed, but stopped when she came across a piece of crumpled paper that showed signs of pencil marks. She unwrapped the paper and was amazed at what was staring back at her...
A flawlessly drawn pair of violet eyes....her eyes...
"It's amazing...but why me?"
She looked again and began unwrapping more of the papers, and was amazed again but what she saw...
One depicted her, curled under a blanket asleep...
The next was of her meditating...
But this last one... was wrinkled and torn in some places, almost hatefully, she took special care as she smoothed it out and gazed at the picture...
It was Beast Boy's self portrait, but it couldn't be... it depicted his eyes as cold yet tearful, something which she had never seen Beast Boys ever smiling eyes do... and his features... they were grossly disfigured as if some one had mutilated him, his ears were long and lopside his nose fat and his chin pointed and scraggly.
"Why does he feel this way about himself?" She continued to stare as she noticed something scrawled along the edges of the same paper...
There's always a joker in the pack – There's always a cardboard clown. The poor painted fool falls on his back And everyone laughs when he's down.
There's always a funny man in the game; But he's only funny by mistake; But everyone laughs at him just the same - They don't see his painted heart break.
They don't care as long as there is a jester - Just a fool - as foolish as he can be. There's always a joker, that's a rule But Fate deals the hand and I see - The Joker is me...
She turned to the last picture, almost afraid of what she might find...
As she unfolded the paper, she gasped at the beauty and accuracy with which the figure was depicted and of the title of the drawing...Love Unrequited
But perhaps what was most amazing was that, I was her...
"How did he make me look so radiant?" she wondered aloud
"I draw what I see Rae..."
Raven turned blushing to face a half-dressed Beast Boy... She turned away quickly still blushing furiously... "I've never looked that beautiful..."
"Yes, you have... too me..."
"But Why ME?"
"You'd laugh..."
"No I wouldn't...."
"Then you could never feel the same way about me...."
Raven Paused for the moment... "What if I told you, I do feel the same way?"
"You'd be lying..." Said sadly
"How do you know?"
"Who could ever love me?"
"Why do you hate yourself this much?" She said holding up Beast Boy's self portrait
"You try living down the hall from the girl of your dreams, knowing she hates you and see how you feel about yourself... I mean look at me, I'm green for gods sake..."
"I think your kinda cute..." "You don't mean that... No one could ever love a beast" He would have said more, but he found that Raven had pulled him into a deep kiss...
"Is this real?" He asked?
"What do you think?"
"I'm praying that it is
The two smiled at each other as they walked off and out of the room, at first apart, but then hand in hand...
That night, Beast Boy drew Another Drawing, this time of him and Raven together both smiling widely... as he finished writing down a few words at the edge of the paper...
Beast Boy lay down and fell asleep, the words he had written spinning in his head...
"I'm still the Joker, I'm a fool in Love..."
The End