This is so weird...I was writing so many Naruto stories and now...Teen Titans? I don't even watch the show (is it even still on???), but I have to admit, their shipping possibilities are a guilty pleasure. My friend sent me a story of Speedy and Bumblebee, and I did a little research on their characters (NO-LIFER ALERT!), and they are so perfect for each other! Can't you just smell that sexual tension??? Anyway, expect more of these two, because there aren't a lot of stories of them on ffnet!
Faults
Bumblebee had many faults—something that Speedy would never hesitate to admit. Actually, he was quite skilled at listing them, which was a very unbecoming trait of his, especially when Bumblebee was in the silent, but hostile state of punching something, which was basically eighty-percent of the time.
She would be cooking, or cleaning, or doing some other chore, and he would simply walk by, and just when she thought he was in no mood to converse with his only female teammate, he would stop, lean against the wall or doorframe or something, and just start pelting her with insults.
Today she happened to be doing the laundry.
"Your hair-puffs are so lame."
"Do you just live to abuse that blood red lipstick?"
"It's the middle of winter, you must be so damn warm in that belly shirt."
"You know that fifty-percent of the time you convey your thoughts by yelling?"
"You know last night when you baked that chocolate cake for dessert and Aqualad said it was delicious? Well, it actually sucked."
"Could you be any more insecure with yourself? Seriously, it's a new record."
"You know you wear your pants so low sometimes I can see your thong? Geez, audition for a strip club why dontcha?"
Obviously, Bumblebee had learned to be very good at ignoring people. Living with Speedy had taught her to lengthen her once amazingly short fuse.
SMACK!
"YOWCH!" Speedy cried, "What the hell was that for?!"
Although, the occasional light thwack on the arm hadn't grown out of her style.
"You are such a moron." she stated plainly, picking up the empty laundry basket and walking calmly out the door. Speedy scowled at her back.
"BEE-otch." he muttered darkly, rubbing the spot where she had hit him tenderly.
Though, Speedy would never let her know that he thinks her hair puffs are adorable, her red lipstick just made her that much more kissable, her waist is one of the hottest parts of her body, she usually spoke with a steady tone, she makes a damn good chocolate cake, she's one of the most level-headed people he's ever known, and her pink thong is so undeniably sexy on her it made Speedy want to...well, you know.
It's all good though.
Because Bumblebee already knows he thinks all of that stuff anyway.
END