Devil in My Mind

Bunny Raven

After a day of snoozing and showing himself around the Tower, Dante awakes just after midnight to an emerald-green barn owl on his chest, it's big eyes right in his face. It flaps it's wings hurriedly to the other side of the room. In a panic, it flies into the wall.

He sits up, gun raised, as it transforms into Beast Boy.

"Doh! Man, that hurt!"

"You a familiar or something, Beast Boy?"

Beast Boy rubs his head. "Hey, don't freak, I'm nobody's familiar. Hello, why do you think they call me Beast Boy? Duh, because I can turn into animals."

Dante sets his weapon aside. "Ah. Alright then. Are you alright?"

"More than alright. I'm not afraid of you. Know this, I can be anything from a fly on the wall to a snake under your bed, you're never really alone as long as Beast Boy is around! Heh, you got the hots for me or what, Devil Hunter? Is that a rocket in your pocket? Or are you just happy to see me, big boy?"

Mortified, Dante looks at the covers, there's a huge lump in his crotch.

"The hell?!"

He throws the blanket. It's a giant, gargling maggot, chipper as can be. Beast Boy morphs into a baboon and rolls over pointing and laughing.

"What the hell is that?"

BB morphs back.

"HA! Joke's on you! That's Silky, I stuck him under the covers! Too funny, I couldn't resist! Oh man, you should have seen the look on your face! Best. Prank. Ever! I think he likes you. Guess you're not a dirtbag after all. Not that I thought you were or anything."

Dante glares at him as he gathers Silky into his arms. BB gives him a bratty grin.

"Now let's go see if we can find you a midnight snack, little fella. Such a good little crotch worm! Alright so, you passed the vibe check. Raven wants to hang out with you tomorrow. Be nice to her or else you might find one of your fancy guns inside Silky's mouth."

"Understood."

"Goodnight, Devil Hunter."

The next day, around noon...

Four of the five Titans are out, gathering information at Devil May Cry. Raven, once again, insistently volunteered to stay behind. Comfortable that they can trust him to stay, Robin allowed it this time, knowing it would make her very happy. She flies into the den and finds Dante pilfering the fridge.

"I'm no cook but I see shit for sandwiches in here. Should I make us some?" he asks her, freshening his hands at the sink.

Raven nods readily and takes a seat.

"So, how do you guys afford this place?"

"Robin's adopted father helps us with that."

"He must be pretty loaded," he replies, toasting some bread. "You like living with four roommates?"

"Most of the time."

Toast is up. He grabs the bread then spreads some mayo.

"Hope you like mayo because that's what you're getting on this thing."

"I do," she assures. "Dante, do you have any kids?"

"Ha! Nope. A nephew though."

It's not like her to pry but she's very curious about him. She's been wondering these things but hasn't thought it appropriate to ask. In the candid comfort of her own home, questions like this seem far less awkward.