A/n: I know what you guys are talking about, and yes I have read that story. But, as you will see, my plot is completely different, I promise! Don't sue me!
Disclaimer: I don't, and I won't own the Teen Titans, wah!
Ch. 2
Kicked Out
For the second time that night, Beast Boy's eye's fluttered open and he looked around, realizing that he was awake. Automatically he glanced at his bedside clock; it read a quarter past five. He groaned.
'Did I have another dream?' he though suddenly, thinking. He opened his mind and searched through his memory, but the only dream he could remember was…
"Oh yeah," Beast Boy muttered to himself, grinning slightly, "that dream."
Suddenly, there was a loud 'bang! bang! bang!' at his door that could have awoken the entire tower. It could only be one person.
"Come in," B.B. called groggily.
The door slid open, and Cyborg entered his room, looking rather shocked.
"Cy? What are you doing up this early?"
"B.B.," he said slowly, glancing down at the changeling, "I had a dream."
Beast Boy's eyes widened. "You too?"
Cyborg blinked, the look of shock disappearing almost instantly.
"Yeah…you mean you…"
"Yup," Beast Boy said in an almost hell-yes-I-did kind of tone.
"With who yo?" Cyborg asked, grinning.
"Raven," he replied casually.
Cyborg's mouth dropped open.
"Ha-ha! You serious?"
"Yup."
Cyborg laughed out loud, not bothering to muffle his amusement.
"What about you?" Beast Boy asked casually.
"Huh? What?" He said, looking alarmed.
"You know," Beast Boy pried, grinning, "In your dream, who'd ya do it with?"
Cyborg sweatdropped.
Finally he said: "Jinx."
Beast Boy nodded his head affirmatively as though he could have guessed.
"No…," Cyborg said after a brief pause, "that's right…it was B."
"Me!(?" Beast Boy exclaimed in horror, his eyes widening.
"No dude!" Cyborg snapped, glaring at him, "Bumblebee!"
"Oh," Beast Boy sighed in relief, "Wait…so who was it? Jinx or Bumblebee?"
Cyborg paused again, a blush creeping across his face as he remembered.
"Both," he said finally, looking down.
Beast Boy's mouth almost literally dropped to the floor.
"Are you serious!" He said, jumping out of his bed, "you did…both of them!"
"Sssh!" Cyborg hissed, looking around B.B.'s room nervously as if someone might hear him, "yeah dude. I dreamt I did it with both of them! OK! IS THAT SO WRONG?(!"
"No," Beast Boy replied humbly, rubbing his chin thoughtfully, "it's just…I never thought about that."
Cyborg grinned again.
"Oh B.B.," he said, wrapping a large mechanical arm around his green friend, "You have much to learn, don'tcha?"
"What's that suppose to mean?" He asked heatedly.
"Ha-ha," Cyborg laughed, "B., you're only fifteen right?"
"Yeah…"
Cyborg gave another hearty laugh. "So, I'm guessin' that tonight you had your first wet dream, didn'tcha?"
"Wha-?" The changeling cried, looking up at his friend, "How'd you know?"
Stifling his laughter with one hand, Cyborg pointed with the other at Beast Boy's purple boxers and said, "Well, the evidence is right there yo. Ha-ha!"
Confused, Beast Boy looked down at his boxers and shrieked.
There, on the front of his underpants was a small, but accusatory white stain.
Quickly Beast Boy covered his crotch with a pillow, blushing several different arrays of red as Cyborg continued laughing uncontrollably.
"I'm goin' to get some breakfast," the changeling muttered, dropping the pillow and heading out of his room.
"You might wanna change your boxers first!" Cyborg called after him, chocking on another fit of laughter.
Beast Boy stormed off to the kitchen.
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Raven was beating four eggs in a bowl when the kitchen doors glided open. Looking up, she saw Beast Boy enter. He saw her too, and froze. Ignoring his astounded look of horror, the Goth continued with her work of whisking the eggs.
Finally Beast Boy managed to stammer, "M-morning Ra-Raven."
"Morning," she replied in her usually monotone voice, not looking up.
"I d-didn't know you cooked," said Beast Boy, descending the steps and walking over to the counter where she was working.
"It's for a special occasion," Raven said coolly, beating the eggs a little bit harder.
"Oh," Beast Boy muttered nervously.
The doors opened again, and this time Cyborg and Robin entered. Upon seeing B.B. Cyborg began to snicker madly, while Robin looked at him curiously. Obviously Cy had been kind enough not to blabber about Beast Boy's "predicament" to Robin.
"Morning everybody," Robin said cheerfully, walking over to Raven and Beast Boy, "Wow Raven, I didn't know you cooked."
"IS THAT A PROBLEM?" She bellowed, her two violet eyes suddenly replaced by four glowing-red demonic ones. The three guys huddled together, quivering in fear.
"N-nope!" Cyborg answered, smiling widely, "Nothing wrong with Raven cooking!"
Robin and Beast Boy nodded their heads quickly in agreement.
"Good," Raven said calmly, returning to her normal state and pulling out a can of Pam, "I'm glad."
The doors to the kitchen opened once more, and a cheery Starfire entered.
"Friends!" She exclaimed, a little too happily, "Good morning to you all!"
"Uhh, morning Star," Cyborg said uneasily.
"It is good to see you all alive and well!" The alien said, her smile growing wider as she walked over to Raven and placed a hand on her shoulder, "Did you boys have nice dreams while you slept?"
Now thoroughly confused, the three guys stared at them across the counter.
"Uhh," Beast Boy said.
"Umm," said Robin.
"Yeah," Cyborg added.
Suddenly, the bowl of eggs glowed black and was hurled at Robin's head.
"Yah!" He cried, ducking just as the bowl whizzed above him, "Whoa!"
It collided into the wall and shattered, sending goopy egg flying everywhere.
Before Beast Boy realized it, he was staring face-to-face with a can of Pam. With a "siss" the can blasted him straight in the eyes with a stream of the yellow grease.
"AHH!" the changeling screamed, covering his watering eyes, "Raven what is wrong with you!"
"What is wrong with us?" Starfire said, her smile vanishing instantly, "I think we should be asking what is wrong with you!" She fired a green starbolt at Cyborg, hitting him and sending him crashing into the couch.
"We heard you guys last night," Raven said calmly, throwing off her apron and walking around the counter with Starfire, "about your wet dreams." She levitated a searing-hot pan off the stove and threw it at Robin. He saw it and back flipped, barely dodging the saucepan.
"Cool it!" Cyborg cried, standing up off the demolished sofa, "I don't know what you guys are talking about!"
"Yeah!" Beast Boy said anxiously, backing up hastily into the living room, "W-we didn't mean what we said-it w-was just a joke dudes!"
A cookie jar tossed at Beast Boy's head told him that they weren't buying it,
"Look," Robin almost yelled, the three of them now cowering by the living room windows, "We were discussing our sexuality, so what? That's what guys do-and we're sorry we were talking about you two. We promise we will never do it again, right guys?"
Cyborg and B.B. nodded several times.
Raven and Starfire looked at each other, and then back at the boys.
A green bolt struck Robin, sending him crashing through the windows. A black energy bubble entrapped Beast Boy and hurled him out as well. Quivering, Cyborg opened his eyes. Raven and Starfire were staring hard at him, their arms folded.
"Whew!" Cyborg exclaimed, looking relieved, "I knew you guys knew I wasn't there last night."
Both girls nodded their heads affirmatively.
"Although," he continued, "I did talk to Beast Boy about my dream last night with Jinx and Bumblebee…man that was awesome."
A few seconds later, Cyborg was blasted out of the tower, screaming like a little girl as he plunged down to the ground below.
"Whew," Robin muttered to Beast Boy, standing up and brushing himself off, "that didn't hurt too m-" His words were cut off as Cyborg landed on both of them.
"Ow."
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