All of the characters aren't mine…Sadly…

I slowly got out of bed. I needed to pee, though. I got up and peed. In my pants. Again. This has been happening a lot. Anyway, I cleaned up the mess and walked into the kitchen. I sat down next to Beast Boy. "Hey, Rae, what's that on your pants?" He asked. Uh oh. I forgot to change my clothes. I had pee stains on my pajamas. Everyone saw them.

"I…uhhh…." I didn't know what to say! I stood there like a moron with the chilling air hitting my pajamas, making them stick to my legs with my cold urine. I got scared and pooped.

"Eww!" Starfire said. "Why do you use your clothes as a diaper?"

"Ummm…." I got scared and had explosive diarrhea in my pants.

"Raven, why don't you go upstairs…?" Robin said to me as I stood there and pooped.

"Ew, Robin…it smells…" Starfire said.

"OOOOPS!" I said.

"Can you please clean this up?" Robin asked so his precious Starfire could breathe. I was utterly disgusted.

"YA!" I said and started eating it. The poop I mean. I ate the poop. I stuffed it in my mouth. What was I doing?! I was eating crap for God's sake! But it tasted oh so delectable.

"Robin, since we kicked Cyborg out of the titan's, do you think that Raven caught his stupid?" Starfire asked. What a dumb question. I knew for a fact that you couldn't catch someone's stupidity.

"I would have doubted that in the past, but now…I don't know what to think anymore." Robin was beginning to think that I, the intelligent Raven, was stupid!

"OOOOOOG!" I shouted. "I mean, I am not stupid!"

"I beg to differ." Beast Boy said.

"Well…what are you going to do with me?" I asked. The three gave me evil smiles.

"Trust me; I know exactly what to do with you…" Robin said.

They put me in a poop box. Yes, I am butt naked, it's clear and everyone can see me. I sit in my own poop and I am a new exhibit in the Titan's museum. I'm right next to Cyborg. We are both in poop boxes. People came to stare at me day and night. I had asked Starfire months ago to get me out of here, but she said no. She told me that I was the best exhibit they had in their museum. I bring in the most money. Apparently, people like to see me in my own poop. And as bad as this sounds, I love every moment of it in this box…

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