Chapter Twelve

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"So you're saying that each of these mini Ravens are a part of you?" Starfire asked.

"Yes."

"And friends Cyborg and Beast Boy have already met them?"

"...Yes."

"So they aren't evil?" Robin intervened.

"..."

"Raven. You need to tell us everything about them."

I had never once thought I would have to introduce my emoticlones. I never even imagined they could be in the real world, apart from me.

"I have already explained it. They are my emotions. They are only capable of feeling the emotion they personify."

Robin narrowed his...mask, and Starfire tilted her head in confusion.

"Happy, for example," I pointed to my now pink-cloaked twin hugging Beast Boy (that took a lot of convincing to get her back into that thing), "is only capable of feeling joy and positives emotions."

"In other words the opposite of you," Cyborg mumbled.

I gave him a glare that would have sent a hellhound running to his mother.

"...Sorry."

"And the others? Which emotion do they convey?"

I licked my lips. I had already talked more today than I had during half of this year. Pointing them out wouldn't be so hard considering they were all clinging to Beast Boy. I blushed as I realized my friends didn't see them as individuals, but as me. Which in a way, they were, but here, in the real world, they were their own person.

"Raven?"

I glanced up at Robin. His expression softened into concern rather than interrogation.

"Let us help you."

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