"Oh Beasty, where are you?" Purple-Raven called out while lifting a couch and two chairs into the air with tendrils of dark energy. "I promise it won't hurt and you'll like it… well at least you'll like it."

Beast Boy had taken the shape of a mouse and scurried into an air vent. He scuttled back a few more inches as he watched her shadow pass by.

He began to let out a tiny sigh, but was cut off by the shock of two huge purple eyes staring in at him.

"Found you!" Purple-Raven said and then tore of the grate covering the vent.

Tendrils of dark energy wrapped around Beast Boy's tiny mouse body and lifted him into the air. He flexed, released, and returned to his normal boyish good looks.

"Hey-ey, Purple Passion Babe, what up?" he asked.

"It's cute when you try to play coy. You know what's up. Red and I want to play with you, together."

"Yeah, about that. I'm pretty sure that'd get me killed…"

"Don't be silly. Red tells me that you can survive a lot of… really intense fun. Don't you want to have some intense fun with me?" She pulled him close and nearly purred the words into his ear.

"Well, uh, I uh… you see… You should look behind you."

Purple-Raven turned to see what Beast Boy was looking at, only to be blinded with a flash of light before vanishing.

Near the elevator door, stood Raven dressed in a stark white version of her normal leotard and cloak.

"Thanks for… uh… distracting me- her. Now we've only got Red left to take care of," she said.

"No problem. Uhm… just out of curiosity, what were Red and Purple gonna do to me?" he asked.

"It probably would have killed you, but you would have died smiling," the white clad Raven said while giving a wink and stepping back into the elevator.

"Awe, Mama, leaving out the details like that just ain't fair." He joined her in the elevator and pressed the button for the next floor.

"Who said I was fair?"