Ten ways to get a bird lucky…

Ok I'm going to try the Rob/Rav first just to see how it goes…anyway who reads this?

I could say the couple sucks and no one would re-…starts to look around at the angry shippers I'm Joking, I'm Joking…Please don't hurt me

I know I'm good, but I don't own TT…yup I don't even own this body…really it was lent to me by God…I'm just joking

This is when everyone's 18 or up or use your own damn imagination I'm sick of using my own.

This is degrading. Those were both Robin and Ravens thoughts as they were trapped in a dimly closet.

"How did we get in here anyway?" Robin said angrily, punching the door to now effect.

"Because someone else got stuck here first," Raven said, and would have pointed her finger accusingly if she was not in an enclose place.

"Hey they pushed me in here," Robin said defensively.

"My second reason, we have lousy friends," Raven continued ignoring him.

"Also I think it's also because you really wanted it to happen," Raven said.

"What do you mean?" Robin said suspiciously.

"The great boy wonder gets stuck in a closet…how this is possible you may ask…but it is because he came of his own free will," Raven said sarcastically.

"Did you not hear me before, they pushed me in here…" Robin then paused before saying "Why don't you use your powers to get out?"

"Now we reach the fourth reason were in here," Raven said.

Raven started telling all the reasons their in there, such as: you being born, herself being born, friends being born, Cyborgs technological brain creating the only zone that locks her out of her powers, Robin not being strong enough, herself too trustworthy, and her favorite one was that he was the one that picked out the tower to have so many damn closets.

"Ok I get the picture," Robin yelled.

Raven just looked defiantly in his masked eyes, and then all of a sudden they could hear romantic music on the other side.

"Bastards," Robin said in a small voice.

Raven was a little shocked, this being the first time hearing him say it, looked at him disappointedly.

There was a knock on the other side of the door and Cyborgs smug voice rang through the door…and it said, "Thought you might want to increase the mood a little…also if it starts to get warm in there…well long story short the heater will be turned on only in that closet to about 99 degrees and well lucky for you if you look in the closet you'll find some food".

Raven turned with her head, because it would be an awkward position if she moved her entire body, and saw that they gave them grapes, strawberries, and cherries.

"Also the heater has a smell on it because being Beastboy he dropped an entire thing of musk on it…also there is a small refrigerator in the back to hidden under the clothes".

Raven stepped back and having to sacrifice some dignity, looked under the clothes, past the door, into the refrigerator to find whip-cream and alcohol.

"Bastards," Raven said in a small voice.

"What do we do now," Robin said now starting to feel hot and smelling musk.

"We have two choices…" Raven started, "And I only like one of them".

"And that is?" Robin asked, looking hopeful.

"We both get to drunk to realize what we are doing and hope we don't do something stupid".

"Sure," Robin said, because it was only every once every blue moon, planets in perfect alignment, pigs flying type of a thing, that Raven would actually recommend getting drunk.

End

If goaded to write more on the subject and if I get five or more review to write a separate fanfic were I can elaborate more and write more in depth of their feelings, I will.