Dammit!"

Raven's spoon slammed down into the pan. "Why the hell can't I make anything?!"

"I don't know Raven. You just cant I guess" Raven smacked his forehead.

"DAMMIT!" Raven yanked the spoon out and flung cookie dough at Beastboy's head.

"Hey,don't start anything you can't finish." Beastboy took a fistful of cookie dough and rubbed it into Raven's purple hair.

"Agh!" Seizing a bigger handful, Raven grabbed Beastboy around the waist and shoved it down his shirt.

"Ah Raven, you're DEAD!" Beastboy slipped cookie dough down the back of Raven's shirt.

Raven froze, the line crossed. Gaping open-mouthed at Beastboy, a hand on the small of his back, she narrowed his eyes, shoving Beastboy backward and dumping the rest of the bowl over his head.

"Ah! That was cheap!" Beastboy pulled cookie dough out of his hair and flung it at Raven's face, but Raven dodged it.

"HA! You lose again," she growled, shoving a hand onto Beastboys's chest and pressing him again into the wall.

"What is it with you and shoving me? Violence is not the answer, Raven."

Raven stared in horror. "If you turn into Robin, I'll kill you. And no, violence isn't the answer, but it's more fun."

"I agree." Beastboy suddenly grabbed Raven's shoulders, turning around so that Raven was the one pressed against the wall.

Well, this is different. Raven stared back at Beastboy, pursing his lips. "Hmm. Usually your against the wall in trouble not me."

"That was uncalled for."

"well it's true." Raven said with a devilish grin.

""Well, maybe we should mix it up a little." Beastboy ground his lips against Raven's, keeping his hands on the purple hair girl shoulders.

Raven smirked, biding her time. Beastboy continued to molest her mouth, then Raven wrapped a leg around him and pulled him around until Beastboy was, once again, pressed to the wall. "I win," she breathed, diving in for another kiss, this one rough and passionate.

Suddenly the door opened, and Raven and Beastboy froze.

Raven spun around slowly, hoping, praying to Azar that it wasn't any of the guys. But she had pissed off the powers that be, and Cyborg was standing there, mouth open, eyes wide.

Both stared back.

He blinked first. "Try not to get the kitchen so dirty next time. And both of you have a room you know."