The Fault in Our Titans. (A bbrae fanfic)

The Picnic

"Okay, we've been walking for like twenty minutes now. Where are we going?"

"Where almost there, don't worry."

"I could be packing right now." I laughed.

"Yeah, yeah. But you're gonna wanna hear what I have to say." He smirked.

"Oh really?" I smirked. "Okay, can you least tell me how much longer until we get there?"

"Okay. We're here." He spoke as he pointed towards this beautiful park.

"This beautiful Beastboy." My eyes glisten as I stared at the beautiful park filled with different gardens.

Each garden had different colored flowers. There was one garden just for purple flowers, and that's where we set the picnic up at.

After we finally set up everything we sat down. "Okay, we're all set up, now please tell me!"

"Be patient young grasshopper."

I giggled. "No, I must know."

"Drum roll please."

I rolled my eyes and patted my legs to make the 'drum roll'.

"So I thought about maybe emailing Greg Cipes' assistant.."

"I've tried sending him letters and such before and he never responded."

"Ah, I wasn't finished. Now hush."

"Okay, sorry." I laughed.

"Now, where was I? Ah, yes, the email. So I emailed his assistant, and I got a reply."

"Oh my gosh! Tell me what they said! Tell me the said!" I playfully hit his arm in excitement.

"Well, I kind of need my laptop to read the email."

"You wanted to tell me about the email and you don't even bring laptop?" I rolled my eyes.

"No, I was just joking. My laptop is right here." He pulled his laptop out of the picnic bask.

"Jesus Bestboy, why would tell me you don't have it?" I laughed. "Like do you want me to kill you." Right after I said that, the sparkling-water bottle blew up. "Oh shit." I whispered worriedly to myself.

"What?" Beastboy questioned.

"This isn't good." I ignored his question.

"What is it?" He asked a bit worried.

Our drinking glasses blew up.

"Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit! This isn't good. I need to-"

Beastboy grabbed onto my shoulders and looked me in the eye. "Raven, what's wrong?"

I stayed silent.

"Did you do that?" He nodded towards the destroyed picnic.

I nodded. "My powers.." I whispered. "I thought I had them under control."

"What's wrong with them? I don't understand."

"I need to mediate everyday to keep my powers under control. But I haven't mediated in a week and a half. I thought I was fine... Nothing bad has happened... Until now." I sighed.

"Well, what are you freaking out about? All you have to do is mediate."

"Yeah.. I guess I was thinking about my father coming for me."

"I promise Rae, your safe as long as I'm around."

A single tear fell from eye.

'But what if you're gone... Because of me?' I thought.