Neck tie...Nickle...It's an "N" word! I know it's an "N" word!

In her excitement, Raven stumbled over the last word in the chant. Raven let out a gasp as the book suddenly fell from her grasp...along with her clothes. Staring at her hands in shock, Raven realized she was transparent. Reaching down, she tried to pick up the book, but her hands passed through it.

"Oh fuck, I'm a ghost..." Raven mumbled in dismay. She had to do something...if Beast Boy found her clothes like this...oh, that would be VERY bad. Raven kept her panties locked up for a reason! She could just imagine the little green bastard running around with her blue panties stretched over his fat head. Okay...so...let's try powers. If she used her powers, she could read the book without touching it. She hled her hand down toward it.

"Azarath Mentrion Zinthos!" ...and nothing. "Fuck!" Raven swore loudly. Wow...her voice didn't even echo. Okay...so she was a ghost. What can ghosts do? ...they can possess people! Raven floated into the room, her feet refusing to touch the floor. Swallowing hard and praying that she was invisible to them, Raven tried to go inside of Beast Boy's body. The world sudden came into restored focus and she found herself looking at the game screen, game controller in hand. Cyborg chuckled.

"What's the matter BB? Giving up?" he teased. "Holy shit, Raven thought, I'm Beast Boy." "Um...yeah," Raven responded, slightly startled by the voice that came from what felt like her own mouth. She had to try and sound like Beast Boy. "Dude, I guess I just totally suck at this game...totally. Yeah." She dropped the controller. "Well, I'm just going to go...uh...do something else. Yeah." Cyborg looked at her strangely. Damn it all, she forgot to put emotion in her voice!

"You okay?" asked Cyborg, speaking slowly. Raven **** a laugh. "Yep, just doing my Raven impression," she explained, silently hoping he'd buy it. "The voice sucks, but the infliction is dead on! Nice one." Raven left, gathering the fallen stuff and grumbling to herself. Infliction was dead on...bastard. Putting her clothes back in her room, Raven was about to open the book when a whole mess of ideas began to fill her head. It may not have been what she wanted, but she may still be able to have her **** in this manner as well. Hmm...