Raven loves waffles more than life itself (ofevilsfire) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2015-12-19 18:03:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, peter pan, rachel roth (raven) |
Who: Peter Pan and Raven
What: Waffles
When: 19 December, late afternoon, a few hours after healing Caleb
Where: Peter’s apartment
Warning: Low
Status: Log | Complete
Raven didn’t really remember much following the healing, which was typical. It was draining and since it required precise energy work and as that energy work took place through her soulself? It was taxing. But she didn’t complain about it. It was one small thing she could do for the weight she always carried on her shoulders. She had been vaguely aware of not walking at some point, getting to Peter’s car and staring out a window and then darkness.
The good thing was that she wasn’t dreaming anymore beyond repeats. Not that she was even aware of her surroundings in the time she was in her healing coma. Because that really was what it was, a healing coma from taking on the damage and then healing. But unlike when she did reviving from death healings that took at least 24 hours to recover, it had been much more like when she healed Jack and only required a few hours.
When she woke, the teen blinked trying to figure out where she was initially. It wasn’t her room or the magic guild. But right. Peter’s friend so his apartment. Now to figure out where Peter was before she portaled home.
Everything that had happened in that morning still felt surreal to Peter and he was wrapping his mind around things when they had gotten home. He had taken Raven out for waffles and she seemed way too tired to be functioning and when he realized she fell asleep he decided to just bring her back to his apartment. He wasn’t sure where she lived, nor did he want to wake anyone else up or break into the apartment. So, once back at his place he let her have the bed and made himself a spot on his couch.
He didn’t need as much sleep as Raven did, so when it was around lunch time he finally rolled off the couch and decided to start making some food. Since she probably didn’t get to fully enjoy her waffles last night he was making some this afternoon for her because it was totally fine to eat breakfast food for a meal whenever. He was an adult. And since she was in his room he was currently doing so shirtless and humming along to the music he was playing on his phone.
Noises from the bedroom made him step out a little to see around the wall of his kitchen to see if she was finally awake.
It wasn’t like Raven actually knew the layout of Peter’s apartment. Yes she’d been in his room, but it had been dark because it had been the middle of the night and she’d kept to the edge of the bed, and then the living room. But it wasn’t hard to figure it out. There were only so many places a person could go after all.
And there was a shirtless Peter. The hell?
Right, well, that wasn’t awkward or anything. Why hadn’t he just taken her home? Well, okay, she didn’t know if Zatanna would have been around and she had no recollection of the waffles after the hospital. She was going to blame the morphine for why she’d been so drained.
“Do you always walk around without a shirt…?” Really. What the hell?
“Well, it is my house, and someone was sleeping in my bedroom, so…..” Peter drawled with raised eyebrows. He hadn’t wanted to put his shirt back on from yesterday and maybe he wanted to show off just a little. You couldn’t fault the boy since it was Raven, but he certainly wasn’t going to go in his room for a new shirt while she was sleeping.
“I can go put a shirt on now if you want me to, now that you’re awake. But, I’m also making waffles because you were basically falling asleep in yours at the diner earlier. I’m assuming you didn’t get to enjoy them to the fullest extent and it’s also my way of saying thank you for helping out,” see Raven, he could be a nice boy. He cared about her and there were only a few ways that he knew how to show his appreciation because he didn’t really get to do much of it while he was growing up. So shirtless and making waffles was his way of being nice, but hey, she’d be the first girl to ever complain about the shirtless part.
“I would have been fine on the couch.” Why would he have put her on his bed? She was confused. But that seemed to be normal for him. Confusing her. “I also wouldn’t have woken up. It was a healing coma.” So going with blunt because that was normal. True Raven had never actually explained the healing because it was complicated but no matter.
“Do that.” Because it was weird and uncomfortable. Then she blinked because wow, she had definitely been out of it if she didn’t remember there being a diner. “There was a diner earlier?” Which answered that assumption of his. She definitely hadn’t been awake enough to remember the diner, let alone have her waffles.
“No, you wouldn’t have. You were drained and my bed is far comfier than my couch. You deserved it,” that was what polite people do, Raven, put the guest in the actual bed and suck it up on the couch. He shrugged at the mention of the healing coma and turned to open up the waffle iron and take out the fresh waffle. He wouldn’t have gone in there anyway because it just seemed impolite.
“Be right back then. You can start eating if you want,” he gestured to the waffles that were on a plate along with bacon, eggs, fruit, and juice. He was starving and he usually ate a lot, so this wasn’t abnormal for him. He reached up to run a hand through his hair as he walked past her and chuckled, “Yes, there was a diner. You demanded waffles, so I delivered and you practically fell asleep in them.” There was an amused smile at the end of that and he padded down the hall to his room and grabbed a shirt before emerging fully dressed back to the kitchen.
She was going to argue that she wouldn’t have even noticed what was comfier or not, as well as wondering why Peter randomly went to sleep midday but it didn’t actually matter by that point. Nor did healing someone equate deserving something. It was the right thing to do.
“Mm.” Because there wasn’t much to say to the nearly falling asleep in the original waffles.
As Peter disappeared to go put a shirt on and thus no longer make everything tense, Raven figured out a plate, not touching the bacon since she didn’t eat meat. But she did appreciate the effort and waited until Peter was back. Just because she didn’t know how to properly human as she put it didn’t mean she was rude. She knew it was polite to wait and eat if someone were there even if they said otherwise.
Well, when you get a call that early in the morning and you spent the next few hours freaking out then you don’t mind taking a nap in the middle of the day. He wasn’t going to argue with Raven over semantics that apparently she didn’t fully understand. He was just being himself.
It was a good thing that she didn’t eat bacon because he would probably devour the entire plate himself. He came padding back into the room and mussing up his hair as he made his way into the kitchen, “Alright, are you ready to eat? Let me know if you want something else to drink. I’ve got a bunch of random stuff in my fridge and can make some coffee if you want it.”
Unlike Beast Boy in the dreams, she didn’t care if other people ate meat. Though for Beast Boy, given the fact he turned into animals, it did make sense. Even if taunting him was fun given how annoying he was. Then again, there were a lot of things she didn’t understand when it came to normal reactions to things. She just… did her own thing and tried to be there if necessary while feeling awkward.
“Yeah.” She had to hand it to Peter, the food actually looked edible and even good. She was pretty much banned from cooking. She could try but it never ended up well. “Do you have any juice?”
“Yeah, let me grab you a glass,” Peter was actually decently skilled at cooking. It was one of those life skills you had to learn when you were living by yourself and had to make sure you survived. It didn’t hurt that he actually enjoyed cooking, so that made it more fun for him to do and he liked buying strange gadgets to assist him like the waffle maker. He walked over to his cupboards and grabbed two cups. He poured each of them a glass of juice and walked over to her and handed it over, “Again, thanks for helping Caleb out. It means a lot. I’m crazy impressed with your powers.”
“Thanks.” Raven made due, but her and cooking just was bad. She tried though. It was probably the only area she wasn’t self sufficient in though she would suffer her own cooking when necessary. One of these days she would figure it out. And at least it wasn’t Star’s cooking but she was an alien and had weird tastes.
Taking the glass, she took a sip and nodded.
“It was nothing.” Nevermind the healing coma that came after it. But she was always going to do what she could to counter her destiny and why she’d been born. If that meant healing someone, so be it. “They’re not that great.” Waffles. Waffles were good. But it was a balancing act. Because her powers could be extremely destructive as well if she wasn’t careful. “But the healing does come in use.” Empathy just happened.
It was a little annoying when people wrote something important off as nothing, but Peter wasn’t going to counter her on that. She was used to her powers and he certainly wasn’t. He was just thankful that she agreed to help and that he was at least able to make her some waffles as thanks even if things between them were weird and confusing. He could understand the powers not being that great, but even being able to help in the smallest way was important.
“I’m sure it does,” Peter really hoped that nothing would happen to him in order for Raven to use her powers on him, but at least he knew that she would most likely help him. He piled his plate high and made his way over to the dining table and began to eat, “So, are you excited to start school in January?”
For Raven it was a matter of since she could heal someone, she should. It was a common deduction but then again, each person viewed things differently. She wanted to make amends for something she might have done or not have as it had been a year plus week since she’d become the portal in Orange County and she still worried about the repercussions.
Having taken a bite of waffle, Raven nodded and waited until she had finished before answering the question. “I am.” She had to figure out which classes to register for but that shouldn’t be too difficult.
“Any idea on what you would want to potentially major in or just keeping all your options open?” Peter was quite curious about what she intended to do while at school. He was surprised that she was basically done with trying to learn anything at the high school level and wanted to advance to higher learning. It wasn’t something he saw much in people her age, but he could understand how college was more appealing because high school was just the worst.
“Not yet. I think general education right now. Maybe history classes to start.” It was something at least. Then again, between all the classes being annoyingly easy in high school and not a challenge and then the general hell of it, it had always been easy to escape through studying. Not to mention that until March, she’d been trying to get out of her father’s home and not being in high school would help.
“So I guess it’s keeping my options open for now.”
“Like I said in that text conversation, that’s probably the best idea. And I could see you enjoying history,” he thought she was the studious type, so learning dates and names and significant events seemed like the kind of thing that she would enjoy. He would psychoanalyze people and she could be a fount of knowledge. It would be quite interesting to see her on campus now especially since he would have to mess with her schedule at work to accommodate her new classes. He happily munched on his food and kept quiet for a brief period of time, “Give me your critique of the waffles.”
“Probably. And I like history so it makes sense.” Having the absorption of knowledge abilities thanks to Malchior also helped. She was able to read far more books that way which was great. Though it also meant that she often had to find new things to read. It would come in handy for studying though. Silence though was good just because Raven wasn’t used to constant chatter. It was why work and school made her so agitated so eating in peace, if even briefly, was welcomed. “They’re good. I wouldn’t expect you to know how to cook.”
When she made that comment he put on a mock offended look on his face. “I’m hurt, Raven. You really know nothing about me,” that much was obvious especially when she came portaling into his bedroom in the middle of the night. He would ask her out on a date to try and clear things between the two of them, but he wasn’t sure she would appreciate that at this time. He still had no idea what was going on with them and there was still a small part of him that was telling him to just give up, “I enjoy cooking. I’m not half bad at it either.”
Peter wasn’t the only one who didn’t know what was going on. Raven was confused by everything and the fact that it wasn’t just him who apparently had a crush on her. “Mm.” It was true. But she was working on that part. “You just seem the type who would add random things just to add them. But that’s good. That you enjoy it.”
“Well, I do that from time to time. It’s called experimenting and sometimes it turns out awful and sometimes it’s amazing. I love peanut butter, banana, honey sandwiches. I can always cook for you if you want,” there, wasn’t exactly a date, but at least an open invitation that she was allowed to come hang out with him if she ever wanted. He raised his eyebrows just slightly as he munched on his bacon.
She had seen his coffee experiments and well, maybe it shouldn’t be so surprising that he’d be able to. But given she felt most of his coffee experiments were excessive and lead to diabetes, she never bothered to try them and stuck with tea. “Hmm. Maybe I’ll take you up on that sometime.” General hanging out was okay. She at least knew how to do that even if each person was different.
Even if it went against all of her instincts to keep everyone at a distance.
It wasn’t his fault that he loved sugar. He would end up with diabetes at some point, but for now he was greatly enjoying it. “I would like that,” he answered with a smile as he took a sip of his juice. Baby steps with this girl apparently, “Mmm, do you need a ride home after this?” He was more than happy to assist with this, but he also knew she had her own mode of transportation.
“Because obviously you would have made the open invitation if you wouldn’t?” Well, confusing as things might be, some things also didn’t change. Such as Raven’s straight to the point nature and sarcasm. But it really was baby steps with her. It was hard enough to make sense of emotions without empathy involved. It had taken a lot just for her to start opening up to Zatanna, and that was her aunt. Which still was a struggle and she still kept a lot to herself. “Mm. I can just portal back.”
“Well, I didn’t expect you to accept it,” he admitted and a slight coloring appeared on his cheeks. Hey, at least he was being honest about it. He would like her to come over and he was happy that she accepted the invitation. He gave a small shrug at the end of his comment and noddd at her next comment, “Okay, sounds good. Just wanted to make sure you were good to go now.” At least she was back to normal strength and could portal places. It had been scary seeing her so drained, but he was relieved to be around and assist her with it.
“Mm. Well, I guess we’re both full of surprises then.” And that was all there was to it in Raven’s mind. He had confused her and then surprised her with the conversation in the middle of the night. Now she was surprising him. But she couldn’t actually see if she could stand him and manage even friendship if their only interaction was at work. “Yeah. I’m fine now. Thanks though.”