Like Deadpool in the DC Universe.-Chapter 35: Crush Zone

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Just as he was about to leave, Blade suddenly stopped at the door, then quickly turned back and knocked again.

Starfire opened the door, tilting her head in curiosity.

"Did you forget something, Blade?"

Blade placed a hand on the back of his head nervously and asked,

"By the way... since you know a lot about the team, do you happen to know what Raven likes to eat for breakfast?"

Starfire's eyes lit up with excitement, and she quickly answered,

"Oh! Raven likes simple things. She usually drinks black tea and eats toasted bread with honey or cheese. Sometimes, she has fruit like blackberries or blueberries."

Blade raised an eyebrow with interest.

"Huh, I expected her breakfast to be something like 'Tears of Lost Souls' or 'Mystery Soup.'"

Starfire giggled and waved a hand dismissively.

"No, no, Raven isn't that mysterious when it comes to food!"

Blade smirked, then said thoughtfully,

"Alright... I think I'll make something special for her, in her own way."

Giving Starfire a grateful look, he left, already planning a new way to connect with Raven—one that didn't involve heavy sarcasm or their usual banter.

He headed straight to the kitchen with enthusiasm, though he made sure to move quietly so he wouldn't wake anyone else.

"Alright, Blade... it's just breakfast, it's not like you're planning a strategy to defeat Darkseid. Don't overthink it."

He started preparing the meal carefully, following what Starfire had told him:

He boiled water and made black tea, ensuring it wasn't too bitter but had a balanced flavor.

He toasted two slices of bread, spreading honey on one and cheese on the other.

He carefully picked a handful of blackberries and blueberries, placing them in a side dish.

Finally, he added a glass of water—just because he remembered hydration was important... or maybe because he had no idea how to be "romantic" with food?

Looking at the tray once he was done, he felt an odd sense of satisfaction. Then, carrying it carefully, he made his way toward Raven's room.

When he arrived, he stood at the door for a moment and took a deep breath.

"Alright, Blade... don't do anything stupid. Just put it down, knock, and disappear."

He executed the plan flawlessly—placing the tray carefully in front of the door, knocking three times, then quickly moving to a corner where Raven wouldn't be able to see him.

A few seconds later, the door quietly creaked open, revealing Raven in her usual outfit, though her hair was slightly messy from sleep.

When she looked down and saw the tray, a small yet incredibly warm smile appeared on her face—one of those rare smiles she hardly ever showed.

"..."

She carefully picked up the tray, examined the breakfast for a moment, then stepped back into her room without saying a word... but she was still smiling.

Blade, who had been watching from afar, clenched his fist in a small victory and whispered to himself,

"Hah... I did it! I didn't explode, and I wasn't banished to another dimension. Major progress, Blade!"

He then turned to head back to his room, feeling—for the first time—that maybe, just maybe, he was starting to understand Raven a little better...

Just as Blade was about to celebrate his small success and return to his room, he suddenly found himself face-to-face with Beast Boy and Cyborg, both standing behind him with their arms crossed and wide grins.

Beast Boy, shaking his head mischievously:

"Oh, man... it's official. You've walked right into the trap."

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Cyborg, raising an eyebrow:

"Love, my dude."

Blade froze for a second, then narrowed his eyes and spoke in a quiet but slightly panicked tone:

"How... how long have you two been here?!"

Beast Boy laughed, patting Blade on the shoulder:

"Since you left the kitchen carrying that tray like you were offering a tribute to some mysterious goddess!"

Cyborg smirked and added with a knowing wink:

"Also, we didn't need security cameras to figure this out. The funny guy suddenly caring about someone's breakfast in specific? Yeah, that doesn't happen every day."

Blade sighed and rubbed his face.

"Alright, alright, let me explain... this isn't love, this is just—"

Beast Boy cut him off, pointing at him mockingly:

"If you say 'kindness' or 'respect,' I swear I'll laugh until I pass out!"

Cyborg placed a heavy hand on Blade's shoulder and spoke with exaggerated seriousness:

"Face it, man... you're in the deep crush zone. And the next step? A grand, world-shaking confession!"

Blade, realizing the situation was spiraling out of control, decided to resort to his favorite strategy—escape.

"Alright, great, see you idiots later!"

He turned on his heel and bolted toward his room before they could say anything else, but their laughter still echoed behind him.

Beast Boy, looking at Cyborg:

"Oh, this is gonna be so much fun to watch!"

Cyborg, crossing his arms:

"Yeah... time to see who wins first—him or his stubbornness!"

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Meanwhile, in her room, Raven was silently eating her breakfast... but that small smile still lingered on her lips—one that none of the Titans had ever seen before—as she listened to the sound of Blade dodging Beast Boy and Cyborg outside.

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After Blade shut his door, thinking he had successfully escaped, it suddenly burst open again. Beast Boy and Cyborg entered without hesitation.

Cyborg, placing his hands on his hips:

"Alright, Blade... we have one simple question for you, and we expect a straight answer!"

Beast Boy, crossing his arms:

"How did you know that was her favorite breakfast?"

Blade, leaning back and placing his hands behind his head mischievously:

"Oh, that's easy! I'm just a genius at reading minds—I have unmatched deductive skills."

Cyborg, raising an eyebrow:

"Oh really? Then tell me, what's my favorite breakfast?"

Blade, blinking rapidly:

"Uh... umm... solar-powered batteries?"

Beast Boy:

"Dude, do you think he's fully a robot?!"

Cyborg, facepalming:

"Blade... focus. We want the truth, no dodging!"

Beast Boy, stepping closer and narrowing his eyes suspiciously:

"Were you spying on Raven? Do you have a secret list of everyone's breakfasts? Do you keep a tiny notebook where you write weird things?!"

Blade, pretending to think:

"Hmm... a notebook? No, no, I write on a high-tech tablet."

Cyborg, starting to lose patience:

"Blaaaaade!!!"

Blade, raising his hands in surrender:

"Alright, alright! I asked Starfire—does that count as cheating?"

Cyborg and Beast Boy exchanged tired looks before Beast Boy shook his head and sighed.

"Man... you are a walking romantic disaster!"

Blade smirked in victory, while Cyborg sighed and said:

"Just don't mess this up, or you'll go from 'romantic disaster' to 'the guy who got erased from existence by dark magic.'"

Beast Boy laughed and added:

"Or worse... 'the guy who never gets a fancy breakfast again!'"

At that moment, Blade decided it was best to kick them out before they asked any more dangerous questions.

"Alright, investigation time is over! Out of my room, you nosy reporters!"

After they left, Blade lay back on his bed, closing his eyes as he thought to himself...

"Was what I did really that weird? Or am I just starting to care more than I should?"

Meanwhile, in her room, Raven finished the last piece of toast, gazing at the closed door... then whispered to herself with a small smile:

"Weird... but nice."

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