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Raven stared at the envelope lying on the table in front of her. Her hands shook and she nervously chewed on her thumb, just staring. She didn't dare open it. It was a plain envelope, with her name (or rather new name, Raven Logan) on it, addressed to the Titans' Tower. It was from the clinic, the dreaded paternity test. It came this morning and the moment the others learned what it was, they all nagged her to open it and find out. But she was scared. The fear paralyzed her and she couldn't do it. Only her mother stood in her defence, saying she should open it when she felt ready to do so. So she layed the envelope on the coffee table, took a book on maternity to relax and preoccupy her thoughts with it and sat on the couch. But since she opened the book, she never even glanced at the words. Her eyes were focused on the envelope the whole time and she had no clue where she'd started or for how long she's been just sitting there, chewing on her thumb.
She started nervously once she felt someone's weight shift the spot beside her and something blew up in the kitchen. Her face covered in blush while Garfield chuckled at her antics.
"Chill out, mama. You should open the god damn thing if it makes ya so twitchy."
She looked up at him. As always, his face was smiling at her and his eyes shone. If it wasn't for her empathic powers, she wouldn't even think he was nervous at all. And indeed he was, comparatively to her own nervousness. His anxiousness pulled at her own. She knew she was making him impatient.
"I'm scared" she confessed.
His smile turned from cocky to gentle. "I know, babe." He caressed her cheek. But whatever they found out might make you feel relieved."
"Or panicked" she said bitterly, piercing the envelope with her gaze as if it was evil.
"Rae, look at me." She did as he said. His eyes shone at her reassuringly. There was something firm about him, but warm and steady. "Now you're panicked."
"No, now I'm scared" Raven corrected him.
"Shitless" he said with a knowing smirk that made his fangs shine seductively. His wife hung her head, trying desperately to hide her embarrassment and blush.
"Yeah..." she admitted meekly.
"Aw, com'ere." She felt her man's arms embracing her and he gently pushed her head to his chest. Gar leaned his chin on her head and caressed her hair lovingly. "Whatever they wrote there, remember, no matter what happens, we're gonna love both of 'em."
Raven did want to believe it, she really did. But it was easier said than done. Try not to favor the child that is actually from the man that you love. Or the child who isn't destined to tear the world apart. Now he said that, but in a few months they would find out if they will even survive this storm. And the storm is up for lasting about fifteen years, so...
"I know" she finally said, trying not to think about it all right now.
"Then what's the difference if both of them are his or just one?" Gar asked in a hush tone.
"It's a reminder" she said bitterly, trying not to let the tears fall from her eyes. "Of everything he's done. To me, to us..." Her voice cracked.
"Rae, you're taking it all wrong." He let go of her to look her in the eyes and smiled comfortingly. "Don't think of them as his kids. Think of them as yours." Seeing the doubt in her eyes he chuckled shortly. "They're your kids, Rae. You'll be raising them, and they're gonna be as awesome as their mom. And hopefully they're gonna be nothing like Trigon."
"Three quarters demon blood, Garfield" she reminded him sternly, her eyebrow raised doubtfully. "It's not the same as half. It's stronger connection..."
"You're making excuses, Rae" he interjected with an amused eyeroll.
"I'm not making excuses, I'm thinking rationally!" she opposed, crossing her arms defensively.
"Yeah, that's your excuse since forever" he smirked. "Now stop being scared and let's just see what they've got..." He reached for the envelope, making his wife shrink and cringe. He handed it to her with a positive look on his face. "Now do us all a favor and just open it."
She glanced at the envelope as if it was to bite her. Then looked up into Garfield's eyes, and again at the envelope. With a heavy sigh she took it from him and immediately her hands began shaking. She knew there was no chance for Gar to be the father of one of the kids, but there was always that tiniest light of hope, and reading the truth would crush her, and she knew it. But he wanted to know.
She ripped the paper with her fingernail and took the content out. Then she froze. Her hands shook even more and her throat was hurting from the tension. An anxious wave from her husband didn't really help. He was devilishly curious.
"Rae?" His voice made her look at him. "You can unfold it now, y'know..."
She hung her head in shame. "No, I can't, you read it" She said handing the document to him. He took it in his hand, but hesitated.
"You sure?"
"Yeah..."
"Ok..." He said hesitantly, stealing the last glance of her profile. She hadn't looked at him, so he took it as a final confirmation that he should be the one to read the news. "Here we go." He unfolded the paper and scanned it for the most important info.
Raven sat straight and tense like a guitar string. Her jaw was clenched like never before and she knew the tears would come as soon as he said the words out loud.
"Well, we knew it..." came his voice. It was tense and small, like his throat wouldn't let out anything louder than a half-whisper. Raven closed her eyes shut and let the tears fall. A window cracked and she focused on taking deep, calming breaths.
Of course both kids were Trigon's, how could she have been so stupid to even hope? There were only about seven cases of twins having different fathers in the whole world, it was impossible for them to actually make it.
"We saw that coming" she whispered.
"Yeah, I mean, I'm lucky, but..." He cut off to laugh. Laugh. He began laughing. Like a maniac. His aura turned uncontrollably happy, cheerful and it made her crack a smile herself, it was contagious. He continued. "But can you believe I'm that lucky?!" He pointed his hand at the paper.
Raven furrowed her brow, not really understanding, but before she could ask him, he brought her in for a massive embrace, then kissed her forehead and lips. It was all so fast she got dizzy.
"What are y-...?" She cut off, seeing the paper way too closely to her face for her to be able to read it.
"Look, Rae, this one's zero percent match!" he pointed to the paper in the specific place. Okay, yes, that's understandable, that would match Trigon, she thought. "And then this one's ninety eight percent!" He laughed maniacally again, while she took the document and scanned it repeatedly.
He must've been wrong, he must've looked at some wrong statistics, right? She looked closely at the tables. One was the match with the mother's DNA. Embryo 1 was matched eighty-six point six percent. Embryo 2 only one point ninety-four percent. She frowned and looked further at the next table, this one matching to the tested man's (aka Garfield's) DNA. Embryo 1 zero percent, no doubt. And then Embryo 2...
"It's ninety-eight point zero six?" she read incredulously.
"How lucky am I, right?!" Gar was antsy like a kid who was about to get his favorite candy and the game he was begging for, for the last few months. Raven couldn't believe it. All the windows shattered at this point and the wind was howling through the whole room, but she didn't care. She looked up at him.
"You know what the chances for this are, right?"
"Like one to from-here-to-Tamaran, I know!" he blurted out happily. They fell silent, merely looking into each other's eyes.
"You lucky bastard..." Raven smiled.
"Fool's luck, right, mama?" he wiggled his eyebrows at her, efficiently making her chuckle. "You happy?" he asked, grabbing her waist and pulling close to him.
"You have no idea..." she managed to say before kissing him passionately. When they broke apart he grinned at her.
"Oh, I think I know, 'cause you're crying, Rae." He chuckled after getting a playul hit on the arm from her. "And we've got double win!"
She frowned once more, wiping the tears from her face. Damn you, hormones! "How come?"
"The other one matches your DNA generally, babe. There's a chance she's gonna be your tiny little clone!"
"A clone of mine and a clone of yours, well, there ought to be a lot of fighting..." She began massaging her right temple, feeling the incoming migraine. Garfield chuckled, kissing her other temple.
Then the whole gang of Cyborg, Nightwing, Starfire, Arella and kids barged into the room. Everyone scared shitless, wide-eyed, the Titans in fighting stances. They bombarded the two with questions of 'what happened?, are you all right?, who's attacking us?' etc. But seeing them Garfield did the only thing he could do.
"ONE OF THEM'S MIIIIIINE!!!!" he yelled, pushing his arms up in victorious gesture. They needed a few seconds, before they all yelled happily and began congratulating and hugging both of them. And then they celebrated with a lot of stuff Raven didn't fancy. But at that moment she was so happy she didn't care. The chances for twins to have different fathers are faint, only seven cases in the world so far, and still Garfield managed. And for the future portal-child to only match 13.4% of Trigon's DNA is a very, very pleasant surprise. Although, now that she thought of it, Raven and Arella were often mistaken for sisters rather than mother and daughter, so maybe she should've seen that coming? Anyways, it was a double win, something to celebrate.
And then Cyborg said that: "I bet Mento lost his jaw when he heard the big news!"
Beast shot up from his spot by the table, cursing and digging his pockets for a phone.
She started nervously once she felt someone's weight shift the spot beside her and something blew up in the kitchen. Her face covered in blush while Garfield chuckled at her antics.
"Chill out, mama. You should open the god damn thing if it makes ya so twitchy."
She looked up at him. As always, his face was smiling at her and his eyes shone. If it wasn't for her empathic powers, she wouldn't even think he was nervous at all. And indeed he was, comparatively to her own nervousness. His anxiousness pulled at her own. She knew she was making him impatient.
"I'm scared" she confessed.
His smile turned from cocky to gentle. "I know, babe." He caressed her cheek. But whatever they found out might make you feel relieved."
"Or panicked" she said bitterly, piercing the envelope with her gaze as if it was evil.
"Rae, look at me." She did as he said. His eyes shone at her reassuringly. There was something firm about him, but warm and steady. "Now you're panicked."
"No, now I'm scared" Raven corrected him.
"Shitless" he said with a knowing smirk that made his fangs shine seductively. His wife hung her head, trying desperately to hide her embarrassment and blush.
"Yeah..." she admitted meekly.
"Aw, com'ere." She felt her man's arms embracing her and he gently pushed her head to his chest. Gar leaned his chin on her head and caressed her hair lovingly. "Whatever they wrote there, remember, no matter what happens, we're gonna love both of 'em."
Raven did want to believe it, she really did. But it was easier said than done. Try not to favor the child that is actually from the man that you love. Or the child who isn't destined to tear the world apart. Now he said that, but in a few months they would find out if they will even survive this storm. And the storm is up for lasting about fifteen years, so...
"I know" she finally said, trying not to think about it all right now.
"Then what's the difference if both of them are his or just one?" Gar asked in a hush tone.
"It's a reminder" she said bitterly, trying not to let the tears fall from her eyes. "Of everything he's done. To me, to us..." Her voice cracked.
"Rae, you're taking it all wrong." He let go of her to look her in the eyes and smiled comfortingly. "Don't think of them as his kids. Think of them as yours." Seeing the doubt in her eyes he chuckled shortly. "They're your kids, Rae. You'll be raising them, and they're gonna be as awesome as their mom. And hopefully they're gonna be nothing like Trigon."
"Three quarters demon blood, Garfield" she reminded him sternly, her eyebrow raised doubtfully. "It's not the same as half. It's stronger connection..."
"You're making excuses, Rae" he interjected with an amused eyeroll.
"I'm not making excuses, I'm thinking rationally!" she opposed, crossing her arms defensively.
"Yeah, that's your excuse since forever" he smirked. "Now stop being scared and let's just see what they've got..." He reached for the envelope, making his wife shrink and cringe. He handed it to her with a positive look on his face. "Now do us all a favor and just open it."
She glanced at the envelope as if it was to bite her. Then looked up into Garfield's eyes, and again at the envelope. With a heavy sigh she took it from him and immediately her hands began shaking. She knew there was no chance for Gar to be the father of one of the kids, but there was always that tiniest light of hope, and reading the truth would crush her, and she knew it. But he wanted to know.
She ripped the paper with her fingernail and took the content out. Then she froze. Her hands shook even more and her throat was hurting from the tension. An anxious wave from her husband didn't really help. He was devilishly curious.
"Rae?" His voice made her look at him. "You can unfold it now, y'know..."
She hung her head in shame. "No, I can't, you read it" She said handing the document to him. He took it in his hand, but hesitated.
"You sure?"
"Yeah..."
"Ok..." He said hesitantly, stealing the last glance of her profile. She hadn't looked at him, so he took it as a final confirmation that he should be the one to read the news. "Here we go." He unfolded the paper and scanned it for the most important info.
Raven sat straight and tense like a guitar string. Her jaw was clenched like never before and she knew the tears would come as soon as he said the words out loud.
"Well, we knew it..." came his voice. It was tense and small, like his throat wouldn't let out anything louder than a half-whisper. Raven closed her eyes shut and let the tears fall. A window cracked and she focused on taking deep, calming breaths.
Of course both kids were Trigon's, how could she have been so stupid to even hope? There were only about seven cases of twins having different fathers in the whole world, it was impossible for them to actually make it.
"We saw that coming" she whispered.
"Yeah, I mean, I'm lucky, but..." He cut off to laugh. Laugh. He began laughing. Like a maniac. His aura turned uncontrollably happy, cheerful and it made her crack a smile herself, it was contagious. He continued. "But can you believe I'm that lucky?!" He pointed his hand at the paper.
Raven furrowed her brow, not really understanding, but before she could ask him, he brought her in for a massive embrace, then kissed her forehead and lips. It was all so fast she got dizzy.
"What are y-...?" She cut off, seeing the paper way too closely to her face for her to be able to read it.
"Look, Rae, this one's zero percent match!" he pointed to the paper in the specific place. Okay, yes, that's understandable, that would match Trigon, she thought. "And then this one's ninety eight percent!" He laughed maniacally again, while she took the document and scanned it repeatedly.
He must've been wrong, he must've looked at some wrong statistics, right? She looked closely at the tables. One was the match with the mother's DNA. Embryo 1 was matched eighty-six point six percent. Embryo 2 only one point ninety-four percent. She frowned and looked further at the next table, this one matching to the tested man's (aka Garfield's) DNA. Embryo 1 zero percent, no doubt. And then Embryo 2...
"It's ninety-eight point zero six?" she read incredulously.
"How lucky am I, right?!" Gar was antsy like a kid who was about to get his favorite candy and the game he was begging for, for the last few months. Raven couldn't believe it. All the windows shattered at this point and the wind was howling through the whole room, but she didn't care. She looked up at him.
"You know what the chances for this are, right?"
"Like one to from-here-to-Tamaran, I know!" he blurted out happily. They fell silent, merely looking into each other's eyes.
"You lucky bastard..." Raven smiled.
"Fool's luck, right, mama?" he wiggled his eyebrows at her, efficiently making her chuckle. "You happy?" he asked, grabbing her waist and pulling close to him.
"You have no idea..." she managed to say before kissing him passionately. When they broke apart he grinned at her.
"Oh, I think I know, 'cause you're crying, Rae." He chuckled after getting a playul hit on the arm from her. "And we've got double win!"
She frowned once more, wiping the tears from her face. Damn you, hormones! "How come?"
"The other one matches your DNA generally, babe. There's a chance she's gonna be your tiny little clone!"
"A clone of mine and a clone of yours, well, there ought to be a lot of fighting..." She began massaging her right temple, feeling the incoming migraine. Garfield chuckled, kissing her other temple.
Then the whole gang of Cyborg, Nightwing, Starfire, Arella and kids barged into the room. Everyone scared shitless, wide-eyed, the Titans in fighting stances. They bombarded the two with questions of 'what happened?, are you all right?, who's attacking us?' etc. But seeing them Garfield did the only thing he could do.
"ONE OF THEM'S MIIIIIINE!!!!" he yelled, pushing his arms up in victorious gesture. They needed a few seconds, before they all yelled happily and began congratulating and hugging both of them. And then they celebrated with a lot of stuff Raven didn't fancy. But at that moment she was so happy she didn't care. The chances for twins to have different fathers are faint, only seven cases in the world so far, and still Garfield managed. And for the future portal-child to only match 13.4% of Trigon's DNA is a very, very pleasant surprise. Although, now that she thought of it, Raven and Arella were often mistaken for sisters rather than mother and daughter, so maybe she should've seen that coming? Anyways, it was a double win, something to celebrate.
And then Cyborg said that: "I bet Mento lost his jaw when he heard the big news!"
Beast shot up from his spot by the table, cursing and digging his pockets for a phone.
~~~
The sound was new to him. Mento knew he had heard it before, but it was a long time ago and now he had trouble to recognize the... Aaaand now it hit him.
"Rita, the phone's ringing!" he yelled, trying to ignore the sound and focusing on the documents in front of him. He did not get any response. The phone rang its third signal and Mento's brow was furrowed in annoyance. Fourth signal. "Rita!"
"I'm busy!"
"With what?! Because I'm working on Brain, what's your excuse?!"
"I have three stomachs to feed!" she yelled back, making him realize how hungry he truly was.
Mento groaned. "It's still ringing!"
"Then just answer it, maybe it's important!"
He pondered for a few seconds. "Negative Man!!!!" he yelled, but before he could order his teammate to take the call, he heard his wife's wrathful yell.
"For fvck's sake, Steven! Answer the phone!"
It wasn't normal for his wife to curse nor yell, so he obediently stood up from his desk. Not that he would let it slide, he already planned a reprimand in his head and mentally prepared for another argument. But after the, seemingly, hundredth phone ring he wondered what was so important for someone to call for so long. He finally picked up the phone.
"Doom Patrol residence, Ment-..."
"Hey, dad!" Beast Boy's voice interrupted him. Mento knew perfectly his adoptive son changed his superhero name to simply 'Beast', but for him, he'd always be 'Beast Boy'. Before Steven could reply, his son spoke again in a chirpy voice. "Guess what."
"You better make it short, son. Your call made your mother moody..."
"I heard that!!" came Rita's voice from the kitchen. And then some mumbling about him being the cause for her moodiness, but he brushed it off.
"One of 'em's mine" Gar spoke, the grin evident in his voice. At first Mento's brain stopped in its tracks. The sentence had seemingly no sense for him. The man frowned and asked.
"What?"
"One of them is mine, dad" he repeated more clearly.
Now Steven understood the whole context, but failed to process the information. He repeated the previous question, but this time with a note of incredulity. "What?" He heard his son chuckle.
"I know! Rae couldn't believe it, too. She blew up all windows on the whole floor. Did you know there had only been seven other pregnancies like that in the whole world?" he stressed, making Steven realize the miracle of it.
"No, I didn't."
"Pretty messed up!"
"Yes. Yes indeed." They both fell silent for almost a whole minute. A genuine smile crept onto Mento's face. "You lucky bastard."
Garfield chuckled on the other side. "That's what Rae said."
"I'm happy for both of you" Steven said, noticing his wife entering the room while wiping her hands with a washcloth.
"Let me speak to him" she demanded without any ado, reaching out her hand for the phone. Mento took the phone out of her reach.
"Oh, now you're here? Where were you when the phone was ringing?"
"Preparing your steak, now I'm free, so you can give me the phone."
"I suggest you sit down" he said, before giving the phone to her. Normally he would be mean and start an argument, but he knew she waited for this information for this passed few weeks like it was something that kept her alive. Plus, the look she was giving him kind of made him shudder inside (making him wonder if maybe it was the time for the menopause...). Rita took the phone with a huff, then cleared her throat to speak lovingly to her son.
"Hello, Garfield!"
Few seconds later Mento heard her squeal, and supposed she began tearing up a little. Or more than little...
"Oh my god, I'm so happy for you, Gar! I can't believe it! Yes! And how's Raven? Or, you know what? Give her the phone, I'll talk to her. Yes, I'm sure, now come on! I love you, bye!" Few seconds of silence. "Raven, dear! Congratulations!"
She kept on conversing with their daughter-in-law with such a joy in her voice Mento caught himself just listening with a soft smile on his face. Rita hasn't been so happy in... in years. And hearing her like that made him recall all the pleasant memories of them together. He forgot all about the Brain and working on catching him soon. Right now he made himself comfortable in his chair, closed his eyes and listened to his wife's cheerful voice.
"Rita, the phone's ringing!" he yelled, trying to ignore the sound and focusing on the documents in front of him. He did not get any response. The phone rang its third signal and Mento's brow was furrowed in annoyance. Fourth signal. "Rita!"
"I'm busy!"
"With what?! Because I'm working on Brain, what's your excuse?!"
"I have three stomachs to feed!" she yelled back, making him realize how hungry he truly was.
Mento groaned. "It's still ringing!"
"Then just answer it, maybe it's important!"
He pondered for a few seconds. "Negative Man!!!!" he yelled, but before he could order his teammate to take the call, he heard his wife's wrathful yell.
"For fvck's sake, Steven! Answer the phone!"
It wasn't normal for his wife to curse nor yell, so he obediently stood up from his desk. Not that he would let it slide, he already planned a reprimand in his head and mentally prepared for another argument. But after the, seemingly, hundredth phone ring he wondered what was so important for someone to call for so long. He finally picked up the phone.
"Doom Patrol residence, Ment-..."
"Hey, dad!" Beast Boy's voice interrupted him. Mento knew perfectly his adoptive son changed his superhero name to simply 'Beast', but for him, he'd always be 'Beast Boy'. Before Steven could reply, his son spoke again in a chirpy voice. "Guess what."
"You better make it short, son. Your call made your mother moody..."
"I heard that!!" came Rita's voice from the kitchen. And then some mumbling about him being the cause for her moodiness, but he brushed it off.
"One of 'em's mine" Gar spoke, the grin evident in his voice. At first Mento's brain stopped in its tracks. The sentence had seemingly no sense for him. The man frowned and asked.
"What?"
"One of them is mine, dad" he repeated more clearly.
Now Steven understood the whole context, but failed to process the information. He repeated the previous question, but this time with a note of incredulity. "What?" He heard his son chuckle.
"I know! Rae couldn't believe it, too. She blew up all windows on the whole floor. Did you know there had only been seven other pregnancies like that in the whole world?" he stressed, making Steven realize the miracle of it.
"No, I didn't."
"Pretty messed up!"
"Yes. Yes indeed." They both fell silent for almost a whole minute. A genuine smile crept onto Mento's face. "You lucky bastard."
Garfield chuckled on the other side. "That's what Rae said."
"I'm happy for both of you" Steven said, noticing his wife entering the room while wiping her hands with a washcloth.
"Let me speak to him" she demanded without any ado, reaching out her hand for the phone. Mento took the phone out of her reach.
"Oh, now you're here? Where were you when the phone was ringing?"
"Preparing your steak, now I'm free, so you can give me the phone."
"I suggest you sit down" he said, before giving the phone to her. Normally he would be mean and start an argument, but he knew she waited for this information for this passed few weeks like it was something that kept her alive. Plus, the look she was giving him kind of made him shudder inside (making him wonder if maybe it was the time for the menopause...). Rita took the phone with a huff, then cleared her throat to speak lovingly to her son.
"Hello, Garfield!"
Few seconds later Mento heard her squeal, and supposed she began tearing up a little. Or more than little...
"Oh my god, I'm so happy for you, Gar! I can't believe it! Yes! And how's Raven? Or, you know what? Give her the phone, I'll talk to her. Yes, I'm sure, now come on! I love you, bye!" Few seconds of silence. "Raven, dear! Congratulations!"
She kept on conversing with their daughter-in-law with such a joy in her voice Mento caught himself just listening with a soft smile on his face. Rita hasn't been so happy in... in years. And hearing her like that made him recall all the pleasant memories of them together. He forgot all about the Brain and working on catching him soon. Right now he made himself comfortable in his chair, closed his eyes and listened to his wife's cheerful voice.
~~~
"We have to immortalize this moment!" Cyborg yelled out randomly, taking a small recording camera out of his arm (for once not using his cybernetic eye) and turned it at his face. "So, we just found out one of you guys is Gar's, not Trigons! Big time to celebrate!" he looked at everyone. "Give me some happiness, y'all!" They all screamed 'yay' while he recorded them. Raven was in the background, pacing in the kitchen with the phone by her ear, not really minding all the chaos in the living room.
"Here's your daddy! Hey, dad!" He turned the camera showing Beast with a grin plastered to his face. "Say a few words to your kiddos!"
The green man glanced at the camera slightly confused. "You makin' an interview or somethin'?" he asked.
"Nope" Cy popped the sound. "Just a little happy memory for the twins."
Beast's ears perked up. "Ooh! That's great idea, dude!"
"I know!" Cyborg said immodestly.
"Maybe we should make it like a series of videos! Through the rest of the pregnancy!"
"Oh, that's good!" Cyborg admitted. "Now tell them something!"
"God, what should I say? Do I say some big quote about life or something?" he chucked slightly.
"Yeah, 'Life is like a box of chocolates'. Cut the crap, just say whatever comes to your broccoli head, man!"
"Alright, so..." Beast smiled nervously. "I'm incredibly happy that one of you is mine. I mean..." he shook his head. "I'm the luckiest man in the world, it's awesome, dude!" Cyborg chuckled slightly. "I hope you're gonna turn out fine..."
"Bitch please, the kid's got nearly one hundred percent of your genes, turning out fine is not an option" Cyborg teased.
"Shut up, dude" Garfield chuckled. "I'm gonna try and be the awesomest dad I can be. To both of you."
"Aww!" Arella walked to Beast and hugged him. "Garfield, that was so sweet."
"Cause I meant it" he grinned. "You wanna tell the kids anything?"
"Sure" she shrugged, turning to the camera. "Don't call me grandma" she said sternly. "If you do, you're going to get crappy presents for your birthday and Christmas, and on Halloween you're gonna get carrots and apples, until you start calling me 'nana'." Then she blew a kiss to the camera. "Love you both!"
"Fine by me." Cyborg shrugged. "So! Melvin, Timmy and Teether!" He turned the camera on the kids. "Any messages for your soon-to-be siblings?"
"Yes!" Melvin began cheerfully. "I hope you're both girls!" Adults chuckled.
"Nooooo!!" came Timmy's voice. "Girls are boring!" he yelled at his sister, then turned to the camera held by uncle Cyborg. "Be boys!"
"No! I want sisters! I'm tired of little brothers, they're stupid!" Melvin kept complaining.
"You're stupid!" Timmy yelled at her, hitting her arm.
"No, you are!" She hit him back.
"Whoa! Guys, guys!" Beast intervened, holding Timmy's arms down the boy's body, while Arella held down Melvin. "Without any tests, we already know at least one's gonna be a girl!" Beast's announcement only caused Melvin to jump from happiness about finally having a sister, and Timmy to start crying and yelling, then lying on his stomach on the floor and flailing about. Cyborg turned the camera on Teether.
"Anything you want to tell your new siblings?" he asked.
"I love you both!" Teether said and send a flying kiss to the camera before giggling.
Cyborg turned the camera at himself. "I get the feeling he's gonna be your favorite big brother."
"Geez, what happened this time?" Nightwing asked, making Cyborg instantaneously turn the camera at him and Starfire.
"Heeey! Uncle Dick and auntie Kori!"
"Hi!" Starfire waved joyfully to the camera, while her husband frowned.
"You did not just introduce me with that name" he spoke menacingly.
"I just did, Dick."
"I can't even comprehend how Richard can become Dick, it doesn't make any sense" Nightwing muttered.
"It does, because all Richards are d!cks apparently" Cy joked and laughed at Nightwing's stink eye.
"Stop it. It's supposed to be the video for the twins" Starfire reminded before looking directly into the camera and putting a nice smile on her face. "I hope you are both healthy and will grow up into wonderful people like your parents are."
Dick snickered. "One child is Gar's there's no way for it to turn out normal."
"That's what I said!" Cyborg exclaimed happily. Starfire frowned.
"You are both being awful friends" she stated before speaking directly to the camera again. "Don't listen to them, your father's genes are wonderful, you will be fine."
"Don't even hope" Cyborg murmured straight into the cam.
"They will be both fine, friend Cyborg, stop being mean!" Kori scolded him. "Oh! And I hope you're a girl and a boy, it would be so adorable..."
Richard and Victor both let out a doubtful murmur. Star gave them confused glances. "What is it?"
"He can't be that lucky to have a son, Star" Cyborg said, making the Tamaranean woman frown.
"Although he did pull off the two fathers twins pregnancy" Nightwing speculated.
"Yeah, and that's where his luck must end. I'm betting on two girls." Cyborg was adamant.
"Excuse me, what is so better about having a son?" Kori asked, sounding almost offended. The men exchanged looks.
"Well, nothing..." Cyborg began, the camera in his hands slowly lowering, but still recording.
"No, please, Victor, do not antagonize me. Tell me the truth. Why are the males superior to females?" she asked, crossing her arms on the chest.
"I didn't mean superior..." Cyborg scratched his head sheepishly. "Dick, help me out here."
"Well, maybe on Tamaran it's different, Kor, but on Earth our civillizations are mostly based on patriarchy..." Nightwing began hesitantly. Seeing that didn't help, he continued. "You know, sons used to be heirs of their fathers and they inherited the assets... Then they passed the name, continuing the dynasty..."
"Yeah." Cyborg finished with a shrug. Starfire did not seem content with their answer. "Besides, daughters are so much more work" he muttered, making Star look outraged.
"Excuse me! What is that supposed to mean?"
"It means daughters give their fathers a hard time" Nightwing explained.
"And why might that be?"
Cyborg and Nightwing exchanged looks again. Then Cy began explaining. "Let me paint you a picture. You have a daughter. She's a teen and all she does all day is snappin' some half-naked or completely naked selfies and then puts 'em on the internet. She screws around with boys, but comes home and cries nobody loves her and she wants a real boyfriend, who would love her unconditionally and would respect her. And you in fact know that she'd friendzoned the perfect guy. And when you give her some wholehearted, real good advice, she ain't listening to ya and tells ya you don't get her at all. Now tell me that does not sound like a nightmare to you." He dared her. Starfire did look reluctant to the picture her cybernetic friend just painted for her.
"Yeah, you have to try really hard and keep a close eye on your daughter to make her a decent person. Sons are easy" Nightwing stated.
"Yeah! What's the worst thing your son could do? Bang a girl? You sneak him a condom and give your thumbs up! Get into a street fight? At least he'll learn either how to beat the crap out of someone or to run real fast!" Cyborg scoffed. Starfire actually pondered.
"I guess it would be possible for him to tear the city apart..." The three fell silent for a few seconds before Victor spoke up.
"Still better than growing up into a ho." Nightwing high-fived with him.
Starfire frowned and took the camera from Cyborg's hands, turning it directly on her own face. "I changed my mind. I hope both of you are girls." Then she gave him the camera back and walked away.
"Well, that was mean" Victor said.
"For Gar, yes" Nightwing admitted. "I honestly think it's gonna be a pair."
"Bet fifty bux?" Cyborg asked, reaching his metal hand to shake Richard's.
"Double stake, it's twins we're talking about" Nightwing smirked, shaking his friend's hand. "Hey, Raven got off the phone, you should catch her too." Hearing this Vic looked over his shoulder and saw Raven sitting on the floor talking to Timmy, who still stubbornly lied on the floor.
"Right, thanks, man" he said, turning the camera on Raven and Tim, and recording shamelessly.
"... I told you, whether the twins are both girls or just one of them, no one has control of it. There's no point in putting a tantrum over something you can't change" Raven said, caressing the boy's red hair. Tim still didn't look convinced, but at least was calming down. Raven turned to Melvin. "And you shouldn't call your brothers stupid." The girl hung her head in remorse, mumbling something about the younger one being fine. "Now both of you be good little people, say sorry to one another and don't fight over things."
Timmy sat up and simultaneously with his older sister said a half-hearted 'sorry'.
"Thank you. And you!" Raven gave Cyborg a look that curdled the blood in his veins. "Why are you recording this?"
"Just making a little something for the twins" Victor smiled sheepishly while Raven's features softened.
"You wanna tell 'em anything, mama?" Beast smiled at her encouragingly. His wife blinked unconsciously.
"Yeah, sure" she said, turning directly to the cam. "You guys make me pee a lot more often than my usual" When everyone stopped laughing, she continued with audibly tired voice. "But seriously, I just want you to be healthy and not evil. That's all."
"Yeah!" Gar made sure to be visible on the future video. "Be good little kiddos and listen to yo mama."
"Yo mama" Raven scoffed before speaking to Cyborg. "You can turn it off now."
"You tired, mommy?"
"Shut up" she said, making her big brother chuckle and turn off the camera.
"But yeah, I'm going to bed..." Raven admitted, yawning.
"Here's your daddy! Hey, dad!" He turned the camera showing Beast with a grin plastered to his face. "Say a few words to your kiddos!"
The green man glanced at the camera slightly confused. "You makin' an interview or somethin'?" he asked.
"Nope" Cy popped the sound. "Just a little happy memory for the twins."
Beast's ears perked up. "Ooh! That's great idea, dude!"
"I know!" Cyborg said immodestly.
"Maybe we should make it like a series of videos! Through the rest of the pregnancy!"
"Oh, that's good!" Cyborg admitted. "Now tell them something!"
"God, what should I say? Do I say some big quote about life or something?" he chucked slightly.
"Yeah, 'Life is like a box of chocolates'. Cut the crap, just say whatever comes to your broccoli head, man!"
"Alright, so..." Beast smiled nervously. "I'm incredibly happy that one of you is mine. I mean..." he shook his head. "I'm the luckiest man in the world, it's awesome, dude!" Cyborg chuckled slightly. "I hope you're gonna turn out fine..."
"Bitch please, the kid's got nearly one hundred percent of your genes, turning out fine is not an option" Cyborg teased.
"Shut up, dude" Garfield chuckled. "I'm gonna try and be the awesomest dad I can be. To both of you."
"Aww!" Arella walked to Beast and hugged him. "Garfield, that was so sweet."
"Cause I meant it" he grinned. "You wanna tell the kids anything?"
"Sure" she shrugged, turning to the camera. "Don't call me grandma" she said sternly. "If you do, you're going to get crappy presents for your birthday and Christmas, and on Halloween you're gonna get carrots and apples, until you start calling me 'nana'." Then she blew a kiss to the camera. "Love you both!"
"Fine by me." Cyborg shrugged. "So! Melvin, Timmy and Teether!" He turned the camera on the kids. "Any messages for your soon-to-be siblings?"
"Yes!" Melvin began cheerfully. "I hope you're both girls!" Adults chuckled.
"Nooooo!!" came Timmy's voice. "Girls are boring!" he yelled at his sister, then turned to the camera held by uncle Cyborg. "Be boys!"
"No! I want sisters! I'm tired of little brothers, they're stupid!" Melvin kept complaining.
"You're stupid!" Timmy yelled at her, hitting her arm.
"No, you are!" She hit him back.
"Whoa! Guys, guys!" Beast intervened, holding Timmy's arms down the boy's body, while Arella held down Melvin. "Without any tests, we already know at least one's gonna be a girl!" Beast's announcement only caused Melvin to jump from happiness about finally having a sister, and Timmy to start crying and yelling, then lying on his stomach on the floor and flailing about. Cyborg turned the camera on Teether.
"Anything you want to tell your new siblings?" he asked.
"I love you both!" Teether said and send a flying kiss to the camera before giggling.
Cyborg turned the camera at himself. "I get the feeling he's gonna be your favorite big brother."
"Geez, what happened this time?" Nightwing asked, making Cyborg instantaneously turn the camera at him and Starfire.
"Heeey! Uncle Dick and auntie Kori!"
"Hi!" Starfire waved joyfully to the camera, while her husband frowned.
"You did not just introduce me with that name" he spoke menacingly.
"I just did, Dick."
"I can't even comprehend how Richard can become Dick, it doesn't make any sense" Nightwing muttered.
"It does, because all Richards are d!cks apparently" Cy joked and laughed at Nightwing's stink eye.
"Stop it. It's supposed to be the video for the twins" Starfire reminded before looking directly into the camera and putting a nice smile on her face. "I hope you are both healthy and will grow up into wonderful people like your parents are."
Dick snickered. "One child is Gar's there's no way for it to turn out normal."
"That's what I said!" Cyborg exclaimed happily. Starfire frowned.
"You are both being awful friends" she stated before speaking directly to the camera again. "Don't listen to them, your father's genes are wonderful, you will be fine."
"Don't even hope" Cyborg murmured straight into the cam.
"They will be both fine, friend Cyborg, stop being mean!" Kori scolded him. "Oh! And I hope you're a girl and a boy, it would be so adorable..."
Richard and Victor both let out a doubtful murmur. Star gave them confused glances. "What is it?"
"He can't be that lucky to have a son, Star" Cyborg said, making the Tamaranean woman frown.
"Although he did pull off the two fathers twins pregnancy" Nightwing speculated.
"Yeah, and that's where his luck must end. I'm betting on two girls." Cyborg was adamant.
"Excuse me, what is so better about having a son?" Kori asked, sounding almost offended. The men exchanged looks.
"Well, nothing..." Cyborg began, the camera in his hands slowly lowering, but still recording.
"No, please, Victor, do not antagonize me. Tell me the truth. Why are the males superior to females?" she asked, crossing her arms on the chest.
"I didn't mean superior..." Cyborg scratched his head sheepishly. "Dick, help me out here."
"Well, maybe on Tamaran it's different, Kor, but on Earth our civillizations are mostly based on patriarchy..." Nightwing began hesitantly. Seeing that didn't help, he continued. "You know, sons used to be heirs of their fathers and they inherited the assets... Then they passed the name, continuing the dynasty..."
"Yeah." Cyborg finished with a shrug. Starfire did not seem content with their answer. "Besides, daughters are so much more work" he muttered, making Star look outraged.
"Excuse me! What is that supposed to mean?"
"It means daughters give their fathers a hard time" Nightwing explained.
"And why might that be?"
Cyborg and Nightwing exchanged looks again. Then Cy began explaining. "Let me paint you a picture. You have a daughter. She's a teen and all she does all day is snappin' some half-naked or completely naked selfies and then puts 'em on the internet. She screws around with boys, but comes home and cries nobody loves her and she wants a real boyfriend, who would love her unconditionally and would respect her. And you in fact know that she'd friendzoned the perfect guy. And when you give her some wholehearted, real good advice, she ain't listening to ya and tells ya you don't get her at all. Now tell me that does not sound like a nightmare to you." He dared her. Starfire did look reluctant to the picture her cybernetic friend just painted for her.
"Yeah, you have to try really hard and keep a close eye on your daughter to make her a decent person. Sons are easy" Nightwing stated.
"Yeah! What's the worst thing your son could do? Bang a girl? You sneak him a condom and give your thumbs up! Get into a street fight? At least he'll learn either how to beat the crap out of someone or to run real fast!" Cyborg scoffed. Starfire actually pondered.
"I guess it would be possible for him to tear the city apart..." The three fell silent for a few seconds before Victor spoke up.
"Still better than growing up into a ho." Nightwing high-fived with him.
Starfire frowned and took the camera from Cyborg's hands, turning it directly on her own face. "I changed my mind. I hope both of you are girls." Then she gave him the camera back and walked away.
"Well, that was mean" Victor said.
"For Gar, yes" Nightwing admitted. "I honestly think it's gonna be a pair."
"Bet fifty bux?" Cyborg asked, reaching his metal hand to shake Richard's.
"Double stake, it's twins we're talking about" Nightwing smirked, shaking his friend's hand. "Hey, Raven got off the phone, you should catch her too." Hearing this Vic looked over his shoulder and saw Raven sitting on the floor talking to Timmy, who still stubbornly lied on the floor.
"Right, thanks, man" he said, turning the camera on Raven and Tim, and recording shamelessly.
"... I told you, whether the twins are both girls or just one of them, no one has control of it. There's no point in putting a tantrum over something you can't change" Raven said, caressing the boy's red hair. Tim still didn't look convinced, but at least was calming down. Raven turned to Melvin. "And you shouldn't call your brothers stupid." The girl hung her head in remorse, mumbling something about the younger one being fine. "Now both of you be good little people, say sorry to one another and don't fight over things."
Timmy sat up and simultaneously with his older sister said a half-hearted 'sorry'.
"Thank you. And you!" Raven gave Cyborg a look that curdled the blood in his veins. "Why are you recording this?"
"Just making a little something for the twins" Victor smiled sheepishly while Raven's features softened.
"You wanna tell 'em anything, mama?" Beast smiled at her encouragingly. His wife blinked unconsciously.
"Yeah, sure" she said, turning directly to the cam. "You guys make me pee a lot more often than my usual" When everyone stopped laughing, she continued with audibly tired voice. "But seriously, I just want you to be healthy and not evil. That's all."
"Yeah!" Gar made sure to be visible on the future video. "Be good little kiddos and listen to yo mama."
"Yo mama" Raven scoffed before speaking to Cyborg. "You can turn it off now."
"You tired, mommy?"
"Shut up" she said, making her big brother chuckle and turn off the camera.
"But yeah, I'm going to bed..." Raven admitted, yawning.
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Hi, I'm not dead. Just got a job, plus I have so many things to do and I'm sick and on a tiny writer's block (but at least I finished some drawings, maybe I'll scan them soon enough :'D [yeah, right -_-;]). I kinda feel like whatever I write is crappy at the moment. So you can flame and throw shit at me, I'll understand. If it's too crappy, I will try to improve it (but only when I get out of that funk, so you'll have to prepare yourself for a huge hiatus).
I'm thinking on improving (and pushing it forward by skipping the dream part at the end, it was rushed) the 'Livestream on, powers off' thing, but I'm afraid I'll have no time to actually do it. Tell me what you think?
I don't own Teen Titans.
I'm really trying, okay? I just suck so bad at writing right now...
This is part 11. Here's part 10. Part 12
Edit: Also, I have no idea how paternity test results look like. It's just my imagination.
I'm thinking on improving (and pushing it forward by skipping the dream part at the end, it was rushed) the 'Livestream on, powers off' thing, but I'm afraid I'll have no time to actually do it. Tell me what you think?
I don't own Teen Titans.
I'm really trying, okay? I just suck so bad at writing right now...
This is part 11. Here's part 10. Part 12
Edit: Also, I have no idea how paternity test results look like. It's just my imagination.
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