A/n: Yo what up bitches. For those of you who don't know me, (Well none of you KNOW me but lets not get hung up on technicalities) I am Lumpkin Gangsta. If you remember my last story it was all about a Disney show (Lizzie Mcguire) and their characters fucking each other. Unfortunately that is not what this story is about. There will be no graphic sex in this story (I'm running out of pen names.) So if you don't like cursing, violence, and ridiculous humor stories or your some loser with no sense of humor (in this case go see a doctor) don't read. So here it is!

Teen Titans Las Vegas: Uncut, Uncensored and Uncalled for. (So what if Anchorman used that already, I thought of it first, and they used mind reading powers to steal it.)

It was a normal day in Titans tower. Robin was doing dishes, Starfire was singing along too "Hit Me Baby One More Time" into a hair brush in a bra and short-shorts, Cyborg was kicking some ass in Halo 2, Raven was being her depressing self, in her depressing room, reading a depressing story, and Beastboy was jacking off to reruns of the Rosie O' Donnel show in his room.

Robin finished the dishes and walked over to a recently installed PA system, and called for a titan meeting in the living room. Unfortunately Robin can't control the volume. So the Titans in Titans tower got their ears split open by the annoying announcement.

CY: "I swear I'm gonna fucking rip that thing out of the wall if he keeps calling these fucking Meetings. (Please note this is my cheap way of doing dialogue. I can't be bothered with the grammatically correct way. Plus it makes it easier to tell whose talking. Or in this case cursing)

The team assembled in the living room, all pissed at Robin for interrupting their private time.

BB: So Robin, what could have possible caused you to call this meeting and make me miss episode 112 of Rosie O' Donnnel! This is the one were John Travolta is the guest and they practically make out.

The other titans stare at him.

BB: Not that I care. He he?

RB: Know that Beastboy has shared his disturbing concerns, I have called this meeting so we can play Monopoly.

CY: What the fuck! You dragged me away from my video games just so your queer self can have us play Monopoly!

RB: Hey! The team that plays together stays together!

BB: I think Robin's right! Let's all take a Shower! (Standing up punching a fist in the air)

Everyone except Starfire stares at BB, who sits down giving a weak smile. Starfire however jumps up and naively says:

SF: That is a terrific idea Beastboy! I will go get the towels and everyone meets me in the room of bathing!

RB: NO! No one goes anywhere until we play monopoly. I don't want the team to break up! Therefore, WE MUST PLAY MONOPOLY!

CY: I'm gonna break you're fucking face if you even bring that Monopoly shit into my living room. (Looks down at table, were monopoly board is setup) YOU BASTERD! (Tries to jump at robin but Beastboy restrains him)

RV (Raven): Can we just get on with this. My book was just getting to the depressing part.

RB: I just want the team to do something together so we don't disband. Cause if we disband, I can't look up Starfire's skirt whe------ Er I mean, can't yell TEEN TITANS GO! When we charge into battle. (Smiles nervously but only Raven sends a glare. Starfire was to busy humming a Tamerainian (A/N: is that spelt right?) folk song to hear him.) So lets take turns and try to figure out something we all can do. Cyborg you first.

CY: (mumbles) "take turns?" Why is queer boy the leader anyway? I'm the one with the cool car. (Robin clears throat.) Oh! Why don't we go to the National Buffalo Wing eating contest in South Mississippi!

BB: Dude there is no way I'm hanging out with rednecks and talk about fucking NASCAR (A/N: might have forgot to mention there are stereotypes.)

RB: That's out for sure. BB you're next.

BB: One word dudes. "Shower!"

Everyone glares at BB. Except Starfire.

SF: Although I think Beastboy's shower idea would be quite delightful, I can tell no one else does so, How about we travel to my home plant Tamerain.

BB: No way. That place was mad fucked up!

RV: I agree with Beastboy for the first and last time in my life, no Tamerain, but why don't e go down to this depressing café, to listen to some depressing poems?

RB: I don't think so. Only because I have the best idea (stands up with a foolish grin on his face, I say we ------

CY: If it has anything to do with Monopoly, Then you can go and jack off because I ain't doing it bitch.

Robin sits back down with a frown on his face. Thinks for some time, then grabs remote and says:

RB: Let's watch TV for the answer to our problems.

He turns on the TV and flips to the OC.

CY: How is the OC going to help us you bitch!

RB: Not the OC, this show is shit!

BB: NO IT'S NOT. IT IS A VERY ENTERTAINING SHOW THAT TELLS THE STORY OF STRUGGLING TEENS.

The titans' stare at BB who is seething with anger and is sending death glares to CY and Robin.

RV: Is it your job to say stupid shit or do you really have no brain?

Beastboy is about to shout at her but a commercial comes on and Robin tells them to shut up. Grudgingly they both sit back in their seats.

Commercial: Are you a team of superheros looking for something interesting to do so you won't disband?

ALL: yes!

C: Have you not been able to come up with a solution despite everyone saying what they want?

ALL: Yes!

C: Are you sick and tired of your leader trying to get you to play Monopoly, claiming that the team that plays together, stays together?

All except CY and Robin scream yes. Robin frowns at the TV and crosses his arms. Cyborg gets emotional and says:

CY: PREACH MY BROTHER! PREACH!

C: Do you want showers big enough to fit 5, sexy superheros?

BB: YES! YES! YES! TELL ME WHERE TO GO AND I SHALL FOLLOW, O GREAT MASTER OF MY DELIGHT!

Raven puts a black aura around BB so they don't hear him yelling about how this guy was his hero.

C: Then come to VIVA LAS VEGAS! We have workout facilities, (Robin smiles.), We got Buffalo Wings (CY starts singing praises), We got Tamerainian folk songs (Starfire's face lights up), We got a depressing café, with depressing poems being read 24/7 (Raven raises an eyebrow in interest.) And of Course those Showers fit for a KING, Complete with the whole collection of Rosie O Donnel: UNCENSORED!(BB runs to his room to pack his luggage, filling it with clothes, video games and a floppy containing his favorite porn.)

The commercial flashes fantastic pictures. The fantastic pictures mesmerize the titans (DUN, DUN, DUN!). The announcer comes back on and says:

C: Don't let this oddly specific commercial slow you down! Make your reservations by calling 1800-GIVE-ME-MY F-ING-VEGAS-VACATION.

Pack your bags today!

Robin turns off the TV and the titans immediately scatter to their rooms, throwing their stuff into their suitcases. Cyborg dials the phone and makes the reservations.

CY: we can get there? Tonight!……..They'll be a room Ready for us!………Great! Put it under Cyborg and we'll be there by tonight.

(Yells to rest off titans) Get your fucking asses and your luggage to the garage! If you ain't there in 5 minutes your left behind.

The titans rush towards the garage and jampack the T-Car. They all jump in, CY and Robin in the front, BB in between Raven and Starfire in the back. Cyborg blasts some tunes, hits the gas, and goes crashing threw the garage door at 100mph and speeds into the sunset.

A/N: So there it is! The first chapter. This is my first attempt at pure humor, but I think it went OK. It will be funnier in the future, I just needed to establish the story before jumping in. Oh and to anyone who wants to write a fic using the 5 titans taking a shower together, be my guest. I would love to read it! REVIEW, I accept both anonymous and signed reviews, and constructive critics. Flames? I'll use them to make cheeseburgers.

KEEP IT GREASY!