AN: Greetings readers. This is the second portion of Bean Titans Adventures (BTA) Part 2, continued from the previous one. Look at the first portion before reading on into this one.

If you guys just need a better understanding of what I'm going after, take a look at my very first edition here on . Also, give me any thoughts that you may have whatsoever. I am all ears for your opinions.

[The text in Italic style displays the inner thoughts and feelings of the characters, and maybe even a few sound effects or actions. This also includes a conversation with a psychic.]

Enjoy! =)

~BTA Part 2B: Saving Floppity~

Chapter 1 — Revelation

After One Night Stand was over, the men of the Top 12 entered the Tower, crazy about their victory over Wrinkle and his team. It was the final match of the night.

"We have him beat now; Wrinkle's a pushover!" Sweet boasted.

"Yeah, seriously," Hippity concurred.

"Even though Sweet was the only one of us six with Legendary status, we still won!" Spunky exclaimed.

They soon made their way to the Facility (the fourth section stacked from the base of the Tower, just over the Suites), about to pass by the Healing Chamber. Canyon looked over to see a sight for sore eyes.

"Mac, are you... smiling?" Canyon asked in shock.

The cardinal looked back at Canyon with a bright face. "Because we won, yeah," Mac answered, as he and the men began to brag again.

Suddenly, a fierce Fancy bursted from out of the emergency room. "Could you guys SHUT UP?" she shouted, silencing them.

Mac was not surprised. "Why?" he asked.

"The least you could do is be more considerate. We have a serious situation here."

"With who?" Sweet questioned her.

Fancy's face saddened. "It's Floppity."

The men immediately entered the chamber and saw Floppity, lifeless on the bed. Hippity stood petrified at the condition of his wife. Mac closed his eyes arrogantly, shifting his attitude again.

"My best guess is that box that Smoochy brought in our match," Kuku said.

Canyon sighs. "I knew that thing was bad news..."

Spunky walked over to Dotty, who was checking the status of the lavender bunny through a scanner. "What's the damage, Dots?" he asked.

"Her body is here," she murmured, "and her organs are in place... but it says nothing about her life energy."

"Are you saying that she's dead?" Sweet asked.

"Not quite... more likely that her soul is gone."

Mac became careless again. "Humph. Her loss." he goaded.

Hearing his words, Hippity looked up and at Mac with a fierce glare. He was tired of Mac, who was not being sympathetic, or even considerate as Fancy mentioned before.

"Don't get mad at me... it was her fault that—" Mac went on, unreasonably rambling.

Hippity then flexed his whole right arm, in anger. "You know what? Fancy's right, Mac. You could be a little more considerate—especially to Floppity! You always do the same thing: you bring up the negatives out of everything; you're so damn pessimistic!"

Mac got nervous, feeling Hippity's rage. "I was just trying to—"

"You were trying to be a careless punk! I don't want to hear it!" Hippity yelled, before punching Mac very hard with an energy-charged strike—his Meteor Crush Fist. Mac was sent through many walls behind him, and literally out of the Tower.

On the outside, Mac landed in the waters of the Gulf of Mexico. He soon swam up and had a discouraged attitude now. It felt like nothing was going his way. "That's it... I'm done here!" he thought to himself as he flew away from Titans Tower. "The one time I feel good about something, another bad thing happens to me. I can't take it anymore."

Mac had not returned inside the Tower after Hippity's tirade. Fancy, who was on Hippity's side, knew that he was wrong as well.

Fancy found Hippity in the hall nearby the Healing Room. "You alright?" she asked him.

"I'm just pissed that he takes things to the extreme," he replied. "Someone has got to fix his attitude."

Fancy paused for a second. "Well, I don't know about you, but I'm going to have a little talk with Smoochy. I'll go through Wrinkle myself to get to her, even without Legendary Power. I'm doing this for Floppity."

Fancy was on her way out of the Tower.

"Right behind you." Hippity muttered, soon following her to confront Smoochy.

The next day, the remaining eight of the Top 12 were back in the Healing Room to see if anything had changed with Floppity, after yesterday's mishap.

"Any luck?" Sweet asked Dotty.

"Nothing. Her soul is definitely misplaced, and Mystic and I can't find any trace of where it went."

There was silence. Dotty is explaining that Floppity is not dead, but how could that be if she has no life energy? There had to be an explanation for it.

Canyon looked around the chamber. "Hey, have you guys seen Fancy anywhere?" he asked.

"No." answered Kuku. "And what about Mac? I thought that he just needed a bit of fresh air."

"I can find him using the Watcher," Dotty proposed. She led the rest over to the Mission Room, where she had the controls for the wayward monitor installed. She recently innovated a search feature, allowing her to find anyone at any time. When Dotty typed in Mac's name, the Watcher had displayed that he was flying due north, into the atmosphere. "What's he doing up there? He's headed for outer space; he should know that he'll die up there!" Dotty became worried, as she told the rest about Mac's possible intentions.

"Has he snapped?" Spunky exclaimed.

"We need to get up there fast!" Aurora said.

"Not without these we won't," Dotty interrupted, pulling out twelve silver necklaces with an emblem in the shape of the sun on each. "They're Plasma Air Necklaces. They can allow you to breathe in outer space, transforming its plasma particles into oxygen. I only made enough for the Top 12, but I can make more later for the rest of the Titans. Just put them on."

The eight of them strapped on the necklaces and boarded the B-Jet to find Mac as fast as possible.

Meanwhile, Fancy and Hippity were in trouble because they were not prepared enough to confront Wrinkle themselves.

Upon reaching the former Area 51 base, Wrinkle ambushed the both of them without warning.

"Why the hell are you here?" he asked them, as they were getting up.

"We need to have a little "chat" with Smoochy. So if you will excuse us—" Fancy began to say, walking past Wrinkle to try and get into his base. To her dismay, Wrinkle kicked her back to where Hippity was after using Flash Step.

"That's not the way it's gonna work, Fancy. When you call out one of my underlings, you call out all of us. However, I'm generous this time around, as I gave strict orders to my syndicate to stay inside the base... while I handle whatever B-S you two are bringing here." he explained.

Hippity had a nerve pop on his head. "The only B-S I recall of is whatever Smoochy did to Floppity! You agreed to join us in One Night Stand and we said nothing about using any tricks other than our powers."

"Right... you DID say nothing about it, therefore, she didn't think it was illegal to bring something extra. I stuck to my word and gave you a fair 6-on-6 match; Smoochy didn't." Wrinkle replied, before anticipating something he'd like to call "immediate rage".

Fancy released her Lightning Fang—a fierce arc of lightning that, if someone were hit directly with little defense, they would be paralyzed for an extended time along with taking a great amount of damage. It was not her strongest attack, but it was pretty close. Wrinkle used his whole arm to separate the blast in half and send it surging behind him.

"Then get the hell out of my way and let me beat the B-S out of Smoochy!" Fancy yelled.

"Hmph. I'm afraid I'll have to make you two understand, the hard way."

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Even though they took the fight into the base, Wrinkle single-handedly wore them both down.

Fancy was soon trudging to get up and escape, but she had little energy to be able to do so. At the last second, Wrinkle threw Hippity at Fancy, knocking them both unconscious. Wrinkle was greatly disappointed.

"What makes you think that you'll accomplish anything by being this foolish?" Wrinkle wondered. "Snort, take them to the containment chambers."

"Yes, sir," the bull answered, dragging both Fancy and Hippity to what was to be their prison cells. Things looked grim for the two of them.

Almost near the exosphere—the point where the atmospheric pressure increases, Mac is very close to committing suicide. He feels that everything that has happened in his life has been nothing but pain. He knew that there were painless moments, but the anguish was endless to him.

Mac looked behind him for a second. "Goodbye sorrow..." he spoke as he exhaled. He then sensed the B-Jet coming his way. The black aircraft floated in front of him, and the eight Titans in it exited to stop Mac.

"No!" Kuku cried.

"Hold it right there, Mac," Sweet ordered.

"Or what?" he retaliated. "Stop, so you guys can kill my mood again?" There was a silence. Not one member of the Top 12 wanted to get on his bad side. "Well?" he asked.

Still, no one said anything. Hearing nothing, Mac was about to turn around and continue his death flight.

Aurora finally took a stand. "Mac, stop." he demanded.

Mac angrily teleported to his face; Aurora was not shaken. "You have something to say?" Mac questioned.

Mystic was concerned for Aurora's safety, as no one could know what Mac would ever want to do to hurt someone. But Aurora had no fear on his face.

"As a matter of fact, I do. Why are you so negative all of the time? Was it because something had happened in the past?" he asked.

Mac's look changed, hearing "in the past". The others could not believe that Aurora had suddenly appeared to be the bigger man over Mac; Aurora had no fear.

"Why would you keep on living with a bad attitude, knowing that now you're married with Kuku for more than fifteen years, with a family of your own? Why?" he asked Mac in a demanding voice.

The other seven members of the Top 12 were amazed with Aurora, who was the first person to knock Mac down without the use of violence. Mac still wanted to keep his inner memories to himself, but he could not sustain the mental act of reliving his past anymore. He finally submitted to it; Mac now had to tell his allies about his problems.

Mac had his eyes closed, trying to keep his tears away from the rest in attendance... tears that had not shed from Mac's eyes since he was a child. "It's because no one appreciated me..." he responded solemnly.

"What do you mean?" Aurora questioned.

"When I was little, my parents were killed on my third birthday. I was scared of the people who caused their deaths, until I found that my teleportation was useful." This was a surprise to the other eight Titans. Mac continued. "I got away with killing them, of course, but that was when everything began to change. I was taken in by my uncle, and as I grew up, none of my relatives—including my uncle—didn't seem to care about me. It was the same at my old school, before the Academy. The kids there did not want to be around me because I've always kept my evil demeanor. It was the pain I experienced; it was hard to let it go, so the longer I had it, the worse it became." Mac's voice began to break up. "I've been through too much anguish for over thirty years because I lost everything. Everything—my family, my home, my sociality, you name it! That's why I act so negatively... if I didn't, I'd have no reason to live anymore!"

His friends finally knew what his pain was. He had suffered more than anyone, and lived to see the next day. Mac Abre Cantínis had been fighting death his whole life.

Kuku flew up to him. "Despite all of that, you've grown, Mac," she reassured him. "Don't you realize that ever since we met, your life has been better? Admit it, no matter how much you didn't want to tell us, you have loved every minute of being with us all. Mac, you have friends, a home, a family big and small... you're also more open-minded, and that's what we love about you the most. Sure, you can be a bit stubborn, but we all still love you. Especially me."

Mac started a hug with Kuku, now letting the heartache ease with his now visible tears. "I'm sorry..." he spoke.

"It's all right, we're here for you," Kuku said to him, holding him close and tight.

Canyon was not so macho himself, as he began to sap up in this moment.

Sweet looked at him. "As heartwarming as this is, don't tell me that you're gonna lose it, Canyon..."

"It's so beautiful..." the cougar whimpered.

"Here we go..." Sweet uttered, rolling his eyes.

After Mac had soon cheered up, Spunky noticed something very strange, but sudden. "Uh, guys... I know you're busy, but where did that hole come from?" he asked, pointing out a bright blue vortex that was closing in on the nine of them.

The rest noticed at the last second that they were being swallowed by the vortex. By the time they saw it, they were sucked into it as if it were a black hole.

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What does this mean for our heroes?

I promise you guys that this will get better.

Oh, and if you didn't notice before, I made a "double whammy reality reference" to Mac's full name. 1) His initials are MAC. 2) If you combine his first and middle names together, you get "Macabre", which is a "dance of death". "Cantínis" was just something I added because I thought it sounded European, since Mac's from Spain.

Chapter 2 next.