Teen Titans

Battle of the Bands

By:

Beast Boy 4 Pres052

&

Nightwing's Gurl2023

Disclaimer: We do not own Teen Titans or The Outsiders. We do not even own the songs that we are using in this fic. All rights go to the artists who actually make/write these wonderful songs. DC Comics, Warner Bros, and Cartoon Network own the rights to Teen Titans. DC Comics own The Outsiders.

Authors' Note: Dear readers, I hope that if you decided to start this fic that you will continue it. However, if you are not a fan of the pairings, then I suggest that you read no further. Also reviews are also welcome and appreciated, so is constructive criticism. And thanks in advance to those of you who review, it is for you that most of us continue our plight as writers. (It's certainly not the pay.) Okay just one more note, if you're still here, YOU ROCK!!!

Chapter 1

Roy Harper, woke up, to the sound of his favorite radio station, KMAX. He turned up the volume, just as one of his favorite songs, Crazy Train by Ozzy Osbourne was ending and the commercial break was just starting. But before Roy could let out a groan of disappointment, he heard the DJ begin a special announcement.

"This is DJ K.C. bringing all of you wanna-be rock stars a message from Hipster Records. Hipster Records is looking for a new up and coming rock band to add to their roster. They will be scouting different areas scouring the world over for new talent. If you think that you and your band have got what it takes to be the next BIG thing, then head on out to the Post Office near you and send in a demo, to join Hipster's Battle of the Bands. Here's the 411. Hipster's Battle of the Bands, P.O. Box 42016 in Hipster Court. L.A., California 90210. Now that's done, here's a song for all you wanna-be's now…."

Roy shouted, "Wohh-Hooh!!!!" As he started jumping up and down excitedly, blasting the now playing hit, Rock-Star by NickelBack. Forgetting his parent's were still sleeping. He continued to whoot excitedly, until they shouted at him for being so loud that he was brought back to reality. Oh shit, he thought. What was that P.O. Box? He scrounged for a piece of paper, finally giving up, he grabbed an old Mickey D's bag and tore off part of the top of the bag, and tapped his pencil trying to stir his memory. Oh, that was it. He jotted down the information hurriedly. Then got dressed and silently thanked the gods he hadn't cleaned his room otherwise, he would not have been able to scrawl down the information.

Once he got to school, he booked it to his first block math class. He couldn't wait to tell the guys. When he entered the class-room, he spotted his band/class-mates and hurried over to tell them the good news.

"Guys, you'll never believe what I heard this morning, on KMAX. Hipster Records, is holding a Battle of the Bands and they had this P.O. Box and we're gonna be ROCK-STARS!" He exclaimed, forgetting he was in class. Feeling everyone's eyes on the back of his head, Roy blushed.

Garth Allen, one of Roy's fellow band-mates, looked at him skeptically. "Is this anything like the last time you tried to get us involved in some hair-brained attempt to get rich quick?" He asked bringing up the time when Roy had suggested they all pull their savings together and fly out to LA without their parent's permission and try to sneak onto America's Got Talent. Unfortunately, they got caught, and almost arrested; I guess you could say they were lucky they were minors and that the station decided not to press charges. Actually they said it happens all the time, boys would be boys, and then they notified their parents and that was it. Well, almost it. They were to be grounded for 'the rest of their lives' in other words six weeks.

"No, it's not like last time." Roy defended. "And I still think that, that was a good idea. And it would've worked if we hadn't got caught." He said, head bent, and arms crossed stubbornly.

Richard Grayson, Roy's other band-mate, spoke next. "So, now what is it?"

"Well, I copied down the P.O. Box and all we have to do is send them a demo."

Richard looked at him suspiciously. "Oh, is that all? Do you know how much it costs to make a demo?"

"Well, no, I-I I hadn't thought that far." He admitted with a defeated sort of sigh.

"How much?" Vic Stone the band's drummer, asked curiously.

"Well, if we go through a professional studio, it could cost hundreds…" Richard began.

"But that's if we go through a professional studio. What if we did it bootlegged? Vic do you think your dad could help us with that?" Garth asked.

"I don't know. I could ask no harm in that." He replied.

"Yeah, yeah. Definitely ask your dad, Vic. I knew we were going to be rock-stars!" He exclaimed, this time the teacher was actually in the room and in the middle of a lesson.

"Mr. Harper, if you do not want detention for the next three Saturdays I suggest you and your friends wait until I am finished with my lesson. Unless, you can explain quadratic equations to the class."

The boys just stared at him, blankly.

"I didn't think so." Said the teacher, turning back to the blackboard.

"We'll talk more during lunch" Roy whispered… "meet me in the library we'll go online and get more details on the contest there."

Authors' Note (cont'd): We've never been to California, so we really didn't know any zip codes from there. LOL! So sorry, we just put the first thing that we thought of. Beverly Hills, 90210!! LOL! Thanks for reading. And please review, we really want to know what you think! We also apologize if Speedy or Roy was out of character, we really don't know much about him. But other's will be in character.

Beast Boy 4Pres052 & Nightwing's Gurl2023