It all started with a value sized carton of egg nog, left over from Christmas Eve.
Any good science student knows that the really good egg nog has some percentage of booze in it.
The Titans did not know this.
Any typical genius from any other planet save earth also knows that Alchohol, a colorless, volitile liquid, has a bigger impact on Azerathians, Tameranians, and Vogons than any other intergalatic race.
The Titans did not know this, either.
And they didn't find out the easy way.
It all started after the post-christmas party. Raven (begrudgingly) and Starfire (happily) had each had a tall glass of Egg Nog.
Then the titans went to bed, and three of five of them had a fairly peaceful night.
The other two….. Well, to put it bluntly, didn't.
The Titans woke up the next morning and trooped downstairs in their boxers only to find a large fort, made of the combined contents of Starfire and Raven's room (They could tell: ¾ of it was pink, and the remaining quarter was black.)
There was a good-sized window just a few feet short of the hive's top. A pair of green-on-green eyes and a pair of purple ones looked out at them, wide and innocent.
Beast Boy stepped off the stair, onto the carpet, and was instantly assaulted by a barrage of flying marshmallows.
"Colonel! We have reported an enemy spy on our territory, sir! Over!" Raven shouted, before hissing loudly to emulate static.
"Affirmative, Captain. Fire at will! Over!"
Beast Boy stumbled backwards, trying to block the storm of puffy white squares speeding towards him with alarming speed. Raven's were accurate, but Starfire's, albeit not so accurate, hurt when they hit you.
A lot.
With a short shriek of defeat, he ran back to the stairs, diving over Cyborg's shoulder.
The storm of marshmallows stopped immeadiately. They glowed with a blackish light, and one by one, in a single file line, rolled back into the giant hive.
Robin and Cyborg blinked.
This was going to be an interesting day.
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Heeheehee. I'm drunk on cough syrup, wheeeeeeeeeee!!!111!!111!!1!11111!!
Seriously. I have an oobercold. -sniffles- You'll be hearing a lot of this before I go away to Israel. Sicky sicky... -steals tissues-
