Cyborg's communicator was beeping as he walked back to the common room counter, a plate of franks in hand. He flipped open the cover, smiling at the familiar name taking up the screen.

"Hey Bee," he said, pressing the accept button and looking down at the image of his girlfriend.

"What's up, Sparky?"

"Not much. Was getting ready to enjoy a lovely lunch," he held up one of the hot dogs, waving it in front of the screen. "Before you called."

"I wasn't interrupting, was I?" She seemed amused.

"Yes," he said seriously. "Actually you were." He took a bite of the dog, trying to look pissed. It wasn't very convincing.

"Well good. It's my goal to mess with you at least once a day. Gotta keep ya on your toes."

"Right." He smiled warmly at her.

Cyborg had started dating Bumblebee for about a year now. He had first realized his feelings when he had gone to live with Titans East for a while, though there actual relationship hadn't started until a few months later. They called regularly and went on dates every other week or so, there living arrangements in no way affecting their relationship. As far as he was concerned they were happy, still carrying on in that kind of annoying but otherwise endearing way that they interacted.

"So what's everyone else up to?"

He looked around the common room, noting that everyone was present. Beast Boy sat on the couch, taking up a lazy position as he gazed at the TV sideways. He had a controller in hand though he wasn't playing a game as if he was too lazy to even turn it on.

"Is he even awake?" Cyborg thought.

Starfire and Robin sat on the other end of the couch, both asleep and wrapped in each other's arms like Velcro. They were kind of cute once you got past the fact that you were calling the crazed and over obsessive leader of the titans, cute. Starfire snored a little, loud enough to have woken up her boyfriend but not so loud as to alert the rest of the team. Obviously Robin was so used to the noise that it didn't faze him. After the incident in Tokyo and the "kiss seen round the world," The two titans had started going steady, happily together for longer than even Cyborg had been in his relationship. It was fun to watch them, Starfire's forwardness and Robin's ever waning reluctance, her naivety meshed with Robin's serious nature. They were kinda perfect together.

Cyborg turned away from them, looking towards the final member of the team. Raven sat on the ledge adjacent to the windows overlooking the bay. She was in lotus position, floating about a foot off the ground, back facing the rest of the team. She mumbled her mantra, eyes closed, ears deaf to the sounds around her. It was rare that she spent time in the common room, let alone meditated here and he had no idea what had encouraged her to join them today. It was nice, everyone being together (even though they were technically not together since none of them actually interacted with one another.)

Turning back to his communicator, Cyborg addressed Bumblebee.

"Star and Robin are crashin' on the couch. BB's bein' his usual lazy self. And Raven is meditating in the corner. How 'bout you, Bee? What's everyone over there doin'?"

"Aqualad is hangin' on the couch, watching some nature/aquatic documentary or something. Mas y Menos are . . . MIA. I have no idea where they are or what they're doing. And Speedy is on the computer. Online dating or looking himself up." She shrugged. "Or something."

Cyborg smirked. "Speedy's still lookin' for a girlfriend, huh?"

"Trying and failing, yeah."

"Tell me when he actually finds a girl. I wanna see what kind of a disaster she is."

They laughed, continuing to talk about the usual boy-friend-girl-friend things that I, personally as the narrator, don't know or understand. This conversation went on for at least 45 minutes, capable of going longer if a certain archer hadn't interrupted. A sigh came from next to the communicator on Bumblebee's side of the line followed by a moan, then a groan, then a cough. Bee studiously ignored him, returning to her fascinating talk about that week's criminals.

"So we investigated a few leads that we had on Brother Blood. Apparently . . ."

Groan!

"APPARENTLY he had been sighted by a few unlucky . . ."

Moan!

"Um. Unlucky pedestrians. Most who had seen him had not made it without a scratch . . ."

UHHHHHHHH!

Bumblebee winced at Speedy total lack of regard for her conversation. "Or two. It ultimately lead us no-. . ."

"BUMBLEBEE!" The archer whined, leaning his head obnoxiously against hers in plain view of the communicator. They were eye to eye, or should I say eye to mask, with Speedy giving her a look of distress and her giving him a glare fit for Raven.

"What!" She seethed through clenched teeth. His eyes widened slightly before landing on her communicator.

"Oh." He smirked. "Hey Cy!" he said, his voice much too optimistic for one who was likely to get murdered in the next 2 or so seconds.

"Hey Speedy. How's online dating comin'?"

"It's . . ." he hesitated. "coming. Which reminds me. BEE!" She flinched away from him again. "The computer isn't working! One minute, I'm typing away, looking at my online matches and searching to see what would come up when I looked up my name on google, which you totally need to do by the way." Cyborg and Bee shared a look. "And the next . . . poof. It shuts off and won't reload."

She sighed, looking back at the screen of her communicator. "Fine. Go on ahead. I'll be in in a minute." Speedy bounced off in a slightly more masculine version of Starfire's natural giddiness.

"Little weirdo."

"Yeah," responded Cyborg. "He kinda is." They stared, just content to enjoy the sight of each other.

"Bye, I guess."

"See ya, Sparky." He was about to hang up.

"Wait!" He did. "Speedy was right about one thing. Try looking yourself up sometime." She held up a hand to ward off the protests she saw coming. "Just try it. I know it's cliché but sometimes it's kinda funny to see what the public things of you."

"Alright. Maybe."

"And try looking up Teen Titan's ships. If you don't know what a ship is then you'll know after this."

He didn't live under a rock. He knew what a ship was. The only problem was that people could ship anything. They could ship him with a pole, or a dinosaur, or Beast Boy. He shuddered.

"Okay. Talk to ya later."

"Bye."