The world stilled for a moment. He. He could almost feel the epic in the air. It was the kind of epic that almost certainly required dramatic orchestra music and bright lighting.

But really, Beast Boy hardly cared that none of that happened. His eyes were only open halfway, and his mind was drifting away with the snow outside. He felt... well, he couldn't really describe it. The best way to describe it is feeling like you do when, even through the pollution and lights and life of the city, you could still see the stars. All that mattered right now was the love he felt for his friends and the bond they shared. Right then, high on his own serenity, he couldn't help but feel like everything would be okay. Even anyone got hurt, they'd always have each other to help them back on their feet.

For the longest time, the shape shifter was perfectly happy to stay like that. But all things had to come to an end... or at least be interrupted by more pain shooting from his side.

"Nngh!" Beast Boy's hands flew to the hole in his side, cursing it for taking him away from happy land. As much as he would've loved to go back to their perfect moment, he needed to see his other friends too. Oh, and probably get these wounds fixed up first.

"Heh. Um. Anyone willing to carry a guy down to the clinic?"