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Teen Titans – Freak Out, Geek Out
Chapter 1 – To Do
"Aaaaaaah! Get him off, get him off!" Control Freak ran through the halls of Titan's Tower, up to his elbow in Silkie's maw. Eventually, his frantic and terrified flailing convinced the mutant silk worm to let go and allow himself to be launched further down the corridor.
All too late, Freak realized that Starfire would murder him in ways he couldn't pronounce if her little bumgorf was in any way injured. Cringing at torments only half imagined, he ran down the hall after the flying worm, who landed unharmed on the carpet, making noised Freak could swear sounded like it was giggling at him.
He sighed with relief, but it was short lived when he looked down and saw his arm covered in hideous, translucent worm-drool. "Ugh! Why do they have a pet worm anyway? He doesn't even produce spice!" Sniffing, he raised an eyebrow, soon discovering that the smell was coming from his drool covered arm. "And why does that smell like raspberries?"
Silkie only gurgle/giggled more.
Shivering with disgust, Control Freak took a list off his belt. It was on pink stationary with roses along the borders and the words 'From the Desk of Princess Koriand'r of Tamaran' along the top. A number of chores were listed there in Star's looping script.
'Number the Fourth: Be sure to feed my precious bumgorf Silkie. His food is in the auxiliary freezer w/instructions.'
Freak glared at Silkie.
"You fed?"
Silkie answered by way of belching up a ham bone, which was disturbing in the fact that Control Freak had been feeding him frozen chicken.
He shuddered and crossed that chore off the list. What was next?
'Number the Fifth: Please clean our refrigerator.'
Oh. Well after the scarring experience of feeding Silkie (wait, was his arm hair missing?), that sounded down right relaxing.
Ten minutes later
Control Freak barely had time to slam the fridge door as something blue with pink innards slammed against it. He quickly grabbed a bar stool from the counter and wedged it between the handle and the floor. Apparently Tamaranean leftovers didn't age well. Cleaning that might require a trip to the armory.
He checked the list again.
'Number the Sixth: Please clean friend Beast Boy's room.'
No way in hell. He skipped down a few. Ah, here was an easy one. Returning some DvDs to the video store before they incurred a late fee...
At the moment, he got a look out the big windows that fronted the ops area. Specifically, the huge expanse of the bay between him and the store.
House sitting for the Titans sucked.
A/N – I actually have a story in mind here, but I can't tell the whole of it just yet. So instead, I'm throwing up moments form it that still work as oneshots until such time as I can.
Why is Control Freak house-sitting for the Titans? Doesn't really matter for the purposes of these one shots. Just give me the benefit of the doubt that there's a good reason, okay?