A Drop Of Poison

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12:14 at JL HQ-

'I'm tiiiirrrreed.'

We had just gotten back from patrol and I am extremely tired. Not really physically because of my reactive evolution but mostly mentally.

'I never thought telekinesis would be so draining.'

*Yawn* I yawned interrupting Robin talking to Bruce about what happened today.

"Can I go? Literally, nothing happened today and I'm tired." I ask.

Bruce narrows his eyes at me before he says "Go."

Not saying anything else I leave while Bboy follows.

"Not you Beast Boy only he can leave." Bruce says.

"WHAT WHY!!!???" He asks as I walk through the door.

I walk around groggily and find the room that I used the night before already fixed so I jump on the bed face first and start to fall asleep.

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I feel myself laying on something comfortable.

A smell earthy, refreshing, and sweet hits my nose.

I bring my arms to my sides elbows facing the sky and I push myself up into a sitting position.

Finally getting my bearings I look around in this place to be shocked at what I find.

A seemingly endless white void with nothing but millions upon millions of plants forming some type of floor.

Rose's, Tulip's, Daisy's, and a whole bunch of other flowers that I don't know the name of are elevated right below me forming an extravagant pedestal-like bed of flowers null of any of the other plants that litter this utopia.

"Fucking beautiful..." I say unconsciously.

Suddenly, plants rise from the ground changing and conforming into the shape of a human.

Petals fly around them as I start to make out their figure. Standing at a 5.6 is a drop-dead gorgeous woman. Light green skin, dark red hair with luscious dark green lips and emerald green eyes, perfect figure, plump ass, and perky c-cup breast, completely hairless with striking dark green nipples.

'Pamela.'

When she comes to she starts to look around warily.

As her face turns towards me I can see her visibly freeze. Her eyes change from wariness to confusion then unsettling practically fanatical love.

With the speed that someone with the power to control plants shouldn't have she immediately lunges forward tackling me sending us tumbling backward while the "floor" moves so that we wouldn't be hurt.

She pinned me to the floor. Right arm above me holding both of my arms and left arm slammed right beside my face as if wanting to show dominance over me while straddling me.

Literal hearts in her eyes she leans forward going for a kiss. As her lips near mine, I smirk.

"Umm who are you?" I ask innocently.

Winds took out of her sails she questions "Huh?"

"Who are you?" I ask again.

She leans back up still pinning me down. Her expression is hurt as if she just found out someone killed her child.

"You... don't... remember... me...?" She says slowly and dangerously.

'Fuck I shouldn't have done that.'

Keeping up my performance I ask with a tilt of my head "Did we ever meet?"

Her gaze softens at my "cute" performance.

"Yesterday, do you not remember? We crossed eyes while I was in an alleyway." She says softly.

"That was you?" I ask "surprised".

"Yes, that was me. You felt it right? The spark? Did you feel it? We're meant to be together! That's the only right conclusion! We're both the same! We can both control plants! We're both green! It's like God made us for each other. God DID make us for each other!!!" She says fanatically.

"Wait I'm not green." I say.

"Yes, you are. Look at yourself." She says.

She lets go of her grip so that I can bring my arms in front of my face.

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"I'm green." I say.

"We're green." She corrects with a smile.

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"Why am I green?" I ask no one in particular.

"Because we are meant for each other." She says matter of factly.

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"I'm pretty sure that's, not how that works." I say.

"It is." She says calmly like a teacher teaching her student.

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"Can I change back?" I ask.

"Why would you need to? Do you not want to be like me? Do you hate me? Do you want to go to some other whore to be with her?" She asks like it's nothing with an innocent smile.

I move my eyes from my arm to her and see a tidal wave of vines behind her ready to very well kill us if that's even possible in this dream.

'How did she even get there from me wanting to turn back to normal?'

With my knowledge of yandere's, I give the perfect response to those questions.

"Why would you even think that? The only reason I want to turn back is that I don't want everyone else to see the true me. Only you should be able to see it because you are special." I say with a smile.

The wave of vines immediately drop and she gives me a beautiful smile while blushing.

"Ok then. All you have to do is think that you want to turn back and it'll work." She explains with a bright smile.

'With her sudden mood swings, it's easy the know that she's emotionally unstable right now. One wrong word and she may try and kill me. Though I'm not even sure if I can die right now.

I suddenly feel something pulling me.

Pamela seems to feel it too as her eyes widen in shock.

"NOOOOOOO!!!! DON'T LEAVE ME!!!!!!!!! PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME!!!!!!!" She screams.

"Don't worry. I'll make sure we'll meet soon." I say trying to calm her down.

I bring my hand behind her head and pull her down until our faces are right in front of each other and our lips touch.

Her eyes widen in shock while I start to turn into pedals floating away from her.

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Waking up back in my bed I am greeted by the weird sight of Bruce fighting seemingly sentient vines that are all around the room.

As if noticing me waking up the all of the vines collectively fall as if they weren't just fighting a bat.

Bruce looks around and we lock eyes with each other.

"Good your awake because we need to talk, now." He says while walking towards me.

'I just wanted to go to sleep.'