OK this is a really short story which is decently un descriptive but I'm gave up after like an hour so it chose the easy way out… Yep. Ok if you don't like decently pointless but humorous stories than probably don't read it. It's pointless and so is my life so ha…. Or your one of those people who never read these anyways. Heeeeeeeeeey…

The Titans all sat on the couch sniffling. They had recently caught the flu by chasing Dr. Light in a rainstorm.

"We cannot allow ourselves to sniff waste away." Starfire sneezed and blew up the couch.

"She's right y'all. Let's make the best of it." Cyborg coughed as he picked himself off the floor and brushed away bits of couch. Robin stood up and decided to go recheck his newest info on Slade.

"Wonder—'hack' wonderful—'cough'" Starfire tried to announce, "I shall go decorate my room…" She flew off and blew up a picture on the wall with another killer sneeze.

"My baby needs polishing." Cyborg said referring to his car. Cyborg walked off slowly towards the garage.

"Bath…" Raven moaned rubbing her head. She started floating off to the bathroom when Beast boy interrupted the silence.

"Uh… I godda. Umb… Why don I hab anythid to do?" Beast boy wondered out loud taking a tissue. "Because your life is pointless." Raven growled glaring at him.

"ACHOO!" BANG! "Excuse me!!!!" Starfire called. Raven floated on and Beast boy got up and swayed off to his room to listen to music. He put on his headphones and cranked the volume.

"Na na na! Cand dop lovin yew!!!" Beast boy attempted to sing.

"ACHOO!!!" Beast boy launched himself across the room and landed as a lion. A lion with a head much too big for headphones. 'SNAP'

"Dabbit" Beast boy muttered. He picked up the broken pieces and decided to surf the net. He threw himself into his funky new swivel chair and clicked the internet link.

"Ahhhh—NOOOOOO!—ACHOO!!!" The chair with Beast Boy in it flew back and hit the wall. The shock caused Beast boy to become an elephant. The chair snapped and let him fall to the floor. He hit the ground and shook the floors. His monitor, pictures, CD collection and stereo all smashed to the floor…

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"

Beast boy's cry couldn't be heard down in Cy's garage. He was frantically cleaning his car.

"'Cough cough' DIE EVIL GERMS!" Cyborg shouted as he sprayed the coughed on spot with cleaning detergent and scrubbed.

"Booyah… COUGH COUGH" And the pattern repeated. Over and over and over… You know.

See? Sad story huh? I asked my dad for inspiration and he's like, write a story about a girl who always wrote stuff and never joined the real world…. Whoa. That could actually work…. Ooh. I get it now.