Measure by scheherezhad
Rating: G
Summary: He measures his life in four-letter words.
Disclaimer: Don't own, not making money, please don't sue.
Author's notes: Drabble, Gar pov. Just needed to write something, and this came out. I hate the title, but... [shrug] They can't all be winners.
Feedback: Pretty please? scheherezhad@yahoo.com
He measures his life in four-letter words.
Home. (Jungles, New York, San Francisco, L.A., always roaming and roving with no place to settle down.)
Loss. Pain. (Mom, Dad, Rita, Terra, Donna, everyone he loves dies.) Dead.
Team. (Doom Patrol, Teen Titans, Titans L.A., and Teen Titans again, because nothing ever lasts.)
Hope. (Friends, laughter, helping people, and he likes the attention, thrives on it, keeps helping so he'll get more.)
Love. (Warmth and electric kisses and how did he ever live without this?)
And right now, asleep in his bed, in his arms, is the most important four-letter word.
Bart.