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roninkairi · 26 days ago

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And Now, One More Surprise And Yes, It Concerns Raven and Velma...

Ok so I was going to post the AO3 link to this but...why not just share the story here too?

MultiVersus- A Brief History of Mistletoe

DISCLAIMER: The following story is pure fanfiction. The characters that appear are copyright of their respective owners. No profit is being made from this. Seriously.

Author’s Note:

I had intended to write something entirely different at first, but time (and a new job) had decided otherwise. Anyway, long story short, I decided to write this short and sweet sapphic tale for the holidays. Enjoy.

This was the last thing that she wanted to do, but fate had a funny way of asserting itself. She just learned to roll with the punches and get it over with.

It was time for the annual Holiday Ball at Mythic Vista Academy. Despite the name, the Holiday Ball was treated as a casual affair, with the focus placed mainly on mingling with other students, student gift exchanges and (the most important part to Taz), eating from the massive buffet. The mingling part was the one thing that a certain student had dreaded, given the events of the past month.

Now before we get to that, we should at least set the story and how we came here. I think you should be well informed.

Mythic Vista Academy exists in a unique dimension all unto itself. The school was established by Headmaster Bruce Wayne (yes THAT Bruce Wayne) to help students harness their powers and wield them effectively to battle supernatural threats. Located on top of a hill outside of the city and smack dab in the middle of a mysterious forest, a whole host of unusual individuals attended the school as either faculty or trainees. This included Taz (No one questioned it) and Rachel Roth, or Raven (her preferred name).

The daughter of Trigon and Arella had come to the school not only to learn control of her own powers but to access her “Mythic Vista” transformation; this was another form that certain people could take, which either augmented their natural abilities or gave them new skills. Raven wasn’t too sure how Headmaster Wayne was able to accomplish this (he was a unique mystery himself) but she was pretty sure it was something that came easy to Coach Diana. She was an Amazon warrior after all.

And then there was the only other girl who had unlocked her ability; Velma Dinkley.

Velma (or MVS Valedictorian Velma as some people had nicknamed her) was a girl who, like Raven, had spent a good deal of her time in book reading. She knew this for a fact after a rather surprising encounter with her at the school library. It was not often that she willingly discussed Class 5 Free Roaming Vapors with anyone over pepperoni pizza (at least no one human) but it was a, well, pleasant experience for her. She didn’t know why but being in the company of Velma had made her mood somewhat more upbeat.

Not that she’d admit to it of course.

But things changed rather quickly after what went down in the past month. A rift to another world called the Hypergalactic Universe had opened and beings referred to as the ‘Hypergalactic Puppets’ had emerged to wreak havoc on the city nearby and the forest near Mythic Vista Academy. Somehow, the Laughing Death (alter ego of Professor J) had learned to control them and attacked the school before being defeated by Raven and the others.

And then some guy named Batman showed up to the academy. But the Multiverse problem was not what was on Raven’s mind. What was troubling her was the incident that happened a few days prior to the ball.

And Velma was the catalyst.

Raven, in her jacket, t shirt and skirt combo, sat at the table by herself in the dining room where the Holiday Ball was taking place. While on the outside she looked as stoic and neutral as always, on the inside she was a bundle of nerves. Standing by herself in the room a few feet away from her was Velma in her school uniform, casually drinking from a cup. It was not the sight of Raven that was giving Raven uneasy vibes. No, it was what was near her.

Or rather above.

Yes, you guessed it, mistletoe.

Raven sighed. She was very unsure how to approach something like this. Certain customs were still rather alien to her, especially those that involved showing any sort of emotion. Raven had a reputation to uphold, after all. She also feared losing control of her powers and certain extreme spikes in her temperament could prove to be very troublesome. Still, she couldn’t get Velma off her mind, not after—

“Are you STILL having trouble processing that moment?”

The armor piercing question came from behind her, and Raven managed to muffle an “eep” before she turned around to confront the source of the question: Dr. Harleen Quinzel, the newest member to the school staff. A highly competent therapist, she was hired after the departure of Professor J. (being a villain would naturally disqualify a teacher from teaching at a school teaching people to be heroic)

Staring a hole into Harleen, Raven’s eyebrow was raised as she muttered “Do you and Headmaster Wayne make it a habit to surprise people like that?”

“I only do it when it’s funny,” Harleen asserted, “and he does it just as a force of habit. But cut me some slack, I am the school counselor. It’s my job to keep tabs on you. Reading moods is kind of my thing.”

“Whatever you say doc.”

“Let’s face it, no matter how you try to spin it, you’re still anxious about what Velma said.”

“I’m pretty sure that it was a slip of the tongue,” Raven replied, “and it’s nothing more than that.”

“You say that, but you have yet to talk to her. And it’s been 20 minutes since you’ve noticed her.”

“You’re exaggerating.”

“The stopwatch never lies.”

“You’re timing me now?!”

“Yes, but that’s not what’s important Raven, what is important is how long you intend to sit here until you face your fear.”

Raven let out a sigh. “Velma’s a good friend. A REALLY good friend I want to stress. I do enjoy her company despite my, uh, blank expressions. But what I want to do is kind of…BOLD.”

“That’s an understatement.” Harleen said matter of factly.

“It was one thing to have her save me, and I do appreciate that a lot, but what happened next…”

A FEW DAYS AGO…

The attack came out of nowhere and it caught her off guard.

A couple of strange sightings were being reported by the students to the staff. People were claiming that there were “large bugs” wandering about the forests, so Headmaster Wayne, worried after the briefing he received from the alternate dimension Batman, tasked Raven and Velma to search for any signs of a possible attack from either The Laughing Death or Devoid, a being that was behind many of the events happening across the multiverse.

The two split up to cover more ground. As Raven carefully scanned the trees, her mind wandered, questioning why exactly it was just the two of them being assigned this task. Surely it would be better to have assistance from Coach Diana and Taz.

Especially Diana. The damage she could do when you let her work was tremendous.

And then she remembered; it was practically Diana’s suggestion that they would work well together. Did she think the two of them were---

The drone came from above, knocking her down to the ground. Raven was not hurt physically, but her pride certainly took a hit. It had come from a portal that had opened overhead, and shortly after, two more joined it. These drones were the type that had pursued another multiverse traveler, a Samurai known only as Jack. Resembling beetles with large, scythe like blades, they were very dangerous in swarms.

Raven glared at the drones as they prepared to strike. “You know, making me mad is probably the last thing you should do, but in this case, I don’t think I’m going to mind much.”

Before she could tap into her powers to retaliate, the following happened; a globe of orange energy came down from above and made contact with the drone that knocked her down. Seconds later, right after the drone exploded into a mass of flaming metal, Velma arrived and placed herself in between the remaining drones and Raven. Instead of her school uniform, she was in her Mythic Vista uniform, which if I could best describe it, is what would happen if Sailor Venus and Mercy did a fusion dance.

The light on Velma’s visor dimmed and her gaze was fixed squarely on the would-be attackers of Raven as she kept her arms raised and yelled in a defiant voice “STAY AWAY FROM MY RAVEN!!”

“Uh…what she said.”

Did she just say…

Both girls blushed heavily upon that sentence being uttered.

BACK TO THE HOLIDAY BALL…

“I know some things can be said in the heat of the moment, but I’m very certain what she said was a slip of the tongue.” Raven insisted.

“Right. I’m a woman trained in analyzing the thoughts and emotions of the people I’m assigned to help and as a licensed therapist it is my professional opinion that both of you have the hots for each other.” Harleen countered.

“Do trained professionals actually talk like that?”

“Just the ones that matter.”

“Riiiggght.” Raven’s shoulders slumped down as she continued to stare at Velma.

“Hey, no one said this would be easy. But if you don’t do, you’re going to be plagued by that nagging feeling of ‘I should have said something’ for quite a bit of time. It’s better to take a chance. What’s the worst that can happen?”

“Let’s see, rejection, alienation, my feelings not being reciprocated, anger and heartache taking over, giving in to my darker emotions, letting my demonic powers run loose, my father taking control and plunging this world into an age of eternal darkness---”

“Whoa hold on there, take a deep breath. Don’t over think it. Just stand up, walk over to where Ms. Dinkley is and…talk.”

“Yeah, you’re right. Ok. Here goes nothing. And if anything does go wrong—”

“Diana’s already got Constantine’s number for events like that. Please don’t make her call him.”

A deep breath was taken. Rising from the seat, Raven made her way to Velma’s location. It was time to face this head on.

Oh no…she’s coming to talk to me. WHAT DO I DO?!!

Velma’s mind was a jumble. She was still thinking about the incident in the forest and what she had said when she came to Raven’s aid.

She didn’t mean to say that. At least not out loud, within earshot of her friend, but the words escaped her lips before she could think properly. When she saw the drones trying to attack Raven, something in her just SNAPPED, and she couldn’t let it go.

It had been a few days since the incident had happened and Velma did not have any time to talk to Raven to explain what happened. Then again, that would mean admitting that she may actually LIKE LIKE her.

She was SO not ready for that quite yet.

However, her last session with Dr. Quinzel had left her with some lingering questions about herself. While she was always self-confident in the matters of academics, getting comfortable with someone that she liked, especially in a ‘more than friends’ level, that was something that she could not logically process properly.

Wait…Dr. Quinzel was just talking to Raven just now…did she just—

“Hey Velms.”

“OH! Uh, hey Raven! It’s been a while!”

“4 days give or take.” Raven pointed it out, slowly blushing at the revelation.

“REALLY? Oh, uh I haven’t noticed. I’ve been, uh, training. Still getting used to the transformations!” Velma too was also slowly blushing, though somehow neither of them noticed the other’s reaction.

“I can relate. Mastering powers such as ours takes a lot of skill, and it’s no easy feat if you aren’t focused.”

“Coach Diana says the same things too. She is surprisingly knowledgeable about the arcane arts.”

“She’s an Amazon. It comes with the territory.”

Velma breathed a small sigh of relief. So far, nothing earth shattering or any potential rejections of suppressed feelings hinted at—

“There’s something I wanted to say actually.”

OH, COME ON!!

“Really? Is it about the upcoming exam? I know archaeology is tricky but the notes left behind by Dr. Jones are really helpful!”

“Oh no not that. It’s just…ummm….”

Raven raised one hand and pointed above Velma’s head. Curious, Velma looked to where she pointed…and her eyes went wide.

“Is that…MISTLETOE?”

“I’m afraid so,” Raven nodded, “and you have spent quite a bit of time standing under it while drinking.”

“Of course. That’s my luck.”

“Just be glad no one else aside from me noticed. You know what this means, right?”

“Actually there is an interesting history concerning mistletoe. It’s a common name used for obligate hemiparasitic plants in the Santalales order. There are several different types that generated mainly in Europe…”

“Yes, Velma—”

“The cultural significance of the mistletoe is quite interesting as it has ties to certain cultures, like the Pagan and Druidic mythologies. Romans associated the plant with peace, love and understanding. It was hung over doorsteps for protection and eventually, with the rise of Christianity the tradition of—”

Raven placed a hand on Velma’s shoulder. Both of their faces became beet red the moment that she did so.

“Velma, I am VERY aware of the long-standing traditions and history of that little hanging clump of leaves and red berries. And we both know what’s expected of us. So, let’s just cut to the chase.”

“You mean you want to—MMPFF!!”

Before Velma could get the next question out of her mouth, it happened. Raven grabbed her cheeks, leaned in and, with eyes shut tight, kissed Velma on the lips. And if she could say anything, the first word would have been “Jinkies!”

Instead, she felt the warm touch of Raven’s hands pressed upon her face and her lips making contact with her own.

And she immediately reciprocated.

Wrapping her arms around Raven’s waist, she pulled the taller girl closer and kissed her just as passionately. Whatever doubts or fears each of the two had about the other or how they’d respond, they were a distant memory.

Finally!!- Raven

FINALLY!!- Velma

“Just according to keikaku!” Harleen smiled.

“Uh, what are you talking about?” Coach Diana said to her.

“Keikaku means plan. Internet meme, you should look it up.” Harleen explained to her.

“I rarely have time to use the internet, and unless it involves cats I’m usually not interested. Still the results are better than I anticipated.”

The two staff members observed Raven and Velma’s kissing as Harleen continued “Normally I wouldn’t divulge the detail of my sessions with the students here, but in their case, I think it was a good idea you called this to my attention. That encounter in the forest really affected them a lot more than I realized. Raven suppressing certain feelings would be very detrimental in her development.”

“I know. I could sense it. And Velma seemed distracted. I was kind of hoping we could address this directly but sometimes a little subtle prodding helps. We were lucky we had some extra help too.”

“Oh yeah, big time. Where is she?”

“Right here.”

Above them hovered a small bat. Seconds later, the bat transformed into a far more welcome figure: namely Marceline Abadeer, Vampire Queen and currently dressed in jeans and a cat sweater. Holding up her bass, she said to the two “It was one thing for you two to ask me to play a few songs tonight for the kids, but asking me to sneak a little piece of mistletoe over Nerd Girl so Raven could make a move? VERY sneaky, sis.”

“It was either that or lock them in a room and play Barry White, but I didn’t want them to go too far.”

“I was surprised you were so eager to actually help out with this.” Diana said to Marceline.

“Well, they kinda remind me of how I started out with Bon-Bon. I didn’t want them to make the same mess we did, so I may as well step in.”

“Wish I thought of that when I met Ivy.”

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