A/N: HELLO, This is a mini fanfic of Thunder and Lightning. It is AU, and well...I hope you enjoy it. It is 10 chapters, or Eleven. Don't know yet. Other Titans will pop up in the story, and I hope whoever little may read this story enjoy it. And thank you. Lightning = Tavis /Thunder = Gan

Disclaimer: Don't own Teen Titans, nor the characters. They go to the respectful owners and creators. Seriously.

A THUNDER AND LIGHTNING AU STORY

CHAPTER 1

You know I wanna tell you readers something about the kind of night my brother and I had when we were still teenagers. It was hectic, out of sorts, and extremely ludacris. I mean we were sort of like Batman and Robin or some dynamic duo in a buddy cop film.

I remember when it all began when Ms Rosabell our foster mother told us to watch her son and a couple of his friends. And when she told us this I immediately thought why in the Hell did she decide that?

First off, the number one thing you should know about Tavis and I is that we're probably the least likely people in the universe that would be running a daycare center, or leading any little kid groups of some sort. The kids would end up lost, neglected, and not kept an eye on because Tavis and I would be too busy arguing or something along the lines of that, so... yeah, we were not good babysitters.

Anyway, we were given the order of babysitting Will and his friends.

It had started off pretty easy. When Ms Rosabell went on her nightshift at the hospital, and was out the door. The kids started occupying themselves, and they weren't complaining or anything so Tavis and I went to our small cramped bedroom and did our homework and listened to some oldies rock.

"Hey, brothers," Toni said aknocking at our door rather loudly. "Can I come in?"

"Yeah, sure," was our reply in unison.

When she walked in she appeared to be clad in some rather revealing clothing. But it's not like my brother and I were staring, it's just this wasn't her. But then again, since she started dating this dude she's changed.

Giving us nervous smiles, she held her hands firmly looking at her toes. "Hiya guys." She stared distractedly at our Simple Minds poster. "Can ya guys do me a favor?"

Tavis and I shrugged. "Yeah, sure what is it?" We again, said in unison while I was flipping through the pages of some science textbook, and Tavis was fixing the light to his book light with a screwdriver.

"I'm staying a night at Isaiah's again," she said quickly without stopping. "If Ms 'Bell asks where I am in the morning just tell her I'm at a friend's house. You guys can think up some random name. It's not like she has time to learn our friends names or anything. So seeya!"

We didn't even bother saying anything in reply. We just nodded our heads right after she shut the door. Bad timing? It always was.

If you believe it or not, Toni and I used to go out, but she was too straight forward and insecure for me. She expected compliments from me every waking moment but I was too awkard when it came to crud like that. So, we broke up because I couldn't compliment her enough, nor show her that much affection, and I thought she were to be the kind of girl with her boundaries set.

Was it yesterday she came home smelling like some type of plant? If you know what I mean...

"Isn't she dating that arsonist?" Asked Tavis. He then cursed when he found that he'd almost gotten the book light to turn on but soon after burning out. "'Didn't yesterday he burn down Mod's place on Grand?"

"No." I shook my head. "It was that ex movie actresses place. She had gotten third degree burns. Or at least that's what I heard on the news this morning?"

"What time is it anyway?"

"6:45pm."

"Shoot, we need to order the kids pizza don't we?"

I sighed and closed the textbook. "I guess so, we don't want Will's friends coming home to their parents, saying we 'starved them.'"

And I'll give you a warning what occured next. Tavis and I walked into the living room and the television had been left on, but it being really dark outside no lights were on and the room was dark. Tavis pulling out a flashlight he always had on him turned it on and don't you know, the kids weren't lying on the floor.

Therefore, we apparently started freaking out like mad men.

"Fug!" Tavis cursed. Running his fingers through his spikey blond hair frustratedly. "It's been proven of this damned experiment, we aren't babysitters!"

I didn't say anything. I immediately started looking in every room of the house. Hypervenilating and cursing a storm inside my head in the process.

I poked my head inside every room.

No kids.

If this was a sitcom this would've been the right moment for the live studio audience to make their "oohs' and 'awws" or laugh because of how tough and sorry our situation seemed. And then there'd be commercial.

I hoped that God was helping us out in this situation because before you know it. Tavis and I mentally knew and agreed on actually going out of the house and searching for them. But before actually doing that; going out of the house and searching for them, we looked inside our fenced in back yard, and still no such luck.

Maybe if this had been any other roommate we would've worried about it the next day after we'd awoken in the morning, but I'm talking Ms Rosabelle's baby. Precious precious gift. If anything were to happpen to Will our butts would be on the line that would immediately cut if she were to come home not greeted by her angel.

Seriously, one time she had to throw out this one chick who had apparently slapped Will when he told her she was ugly. She was taken away in an ambulance, and had never been seen again. We heard she was somewhere in Central City trying to marry this billionaire.

A dire situation it so happened to be when not finding him in the backyard, doggy house(we didn't own a pet, but we still had one for some reason?), swing set, everywhere! - in the mangy looking backyard. We didn't find those kids.

Rosabelle's job were to be in jeopardy and our lives too, if we didn't find Will and his friends.

"Come on Bro," Tavis said opening the front door. "We don't have a choice but to find these lackeys!" He looked tense, frustrated, and annoyed. His signature look as it was.

I followed behind him as we walked out the house.

END OF CHAPTER 1

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-DG, out