The assembling of beach paraphernalia, and packing of lunches had been chaotic yet quick. Everyone was fueled by the intense desire to escape the heat of the Tower and rush to the heat of the sun scorched sandy beach.
Now ten or fifteen minutes later, the whole crew packed into Cyborg's T-Car they are heading to their destination. The sleek high powered speakers seep out the low-key tunes of Bauhaus this was upon Raven's insistence, none of the other teens wanted to listen to the dreary band yet Cyborg had indulged her in a way that he has a tendency to do.
Robin sinks comfortably into the leather passenger seat of the T-Car, the air condition is blowing directly on him. His eyes relax , he simply allows himself to meditate on the road as Cyborg skillfully navigates down it. Beast Boy is sitting in the back seat, he thinks that it is not quite right that Robin called shotgun, that it would have been more polite to let one of the ladies sit in front of the air condition. Yet than again Robin's claim of the front seat had put Beast Boy in the luxuries position of sitting in between the two lovely lady Titans.
Beast Boy glances over his shoulder at Raven sitting to the left of himself, he mentally replays their encounter this morning in his head. In his adolescent mind he thinks that Raven in her undergarments is quite possibly the greatest thing he has ever seen in his short life.
Raven picks up the resonation of the emotional energy caused by Beast Boy's thought process and looks at him hoping to convey as much distaste as possible. Peter Murphey's voice emits from the speakers assuring us that Telegram Sam is his main man, Beast Boy wonders why Raven listens to such dreary stuff.
On Beast Boy's right side Starfire hums tunelessly along with the music in a blissful state that can only be achieved by a Tameranian who is on an emotional high. Her thoughts are a pleasant stream of consciousness about enjoying human recreation and bonding with her friends.
Things continue on as they are for the rest of the car trip to the beach, a few minor variables change such as when Beast boy decides to steal a peanut butter and honey sandwich from the cooler in back and munch on it, and when Robin allows Starfire to make the choice of the next CD they listen to. This poor judgment leads to Starfire merrily choosing the bubble gum pop tunes of Hanna Montana as the next listening choice.
All the rest of the titans find this more painful than listening to Bauhaus.
Before too terribly long the car trip is over and the super-powered team arrives at the beautiful and crowded South Jump City Beach. After surmounting the horrible and terrifying task of finding a parking space, Beast Boy and Starfire burst from the car in an explosion of unbridled joy. Seeing their friends' happiness Cyborg chuckles, Robin grins warmly, and Raven lets out an exasperated snort.
The black top is hot on Beast Boy's feet and turns into a green seagull and perches on top of the T-Car. Cyborg glares at Beast Boy, "You better not take a crap on my baby!" He exclaims.
Beast Boy transforms back into his regular green humanoid self still sitting on top of Cyborg's car, "Come on dude!" He whines, "What do you think I am? Some kind of animal?"
"Yes." Raven says.
The titans all evacuate the T-Car, Raven uses her powers to levitate the beach supplies out of the back of the car. And they proceed as a unit to try and establish a base of beach going operations along the crowded shore.
All sorts of people both beach frequenters, and tourists move and play at the South Jump City Beach, tan and shapely beach bodies mingle with each other condescendingly gazing upon the slightly more amorphous and paler bodies of families with children, and old folks looking for recreation.
A shoreline hot dog vendor peddles his product to hungry people, and the hungry people afterwards try desperately to protect their food from the vicious seagulls circling overhead.
Starfire smiles a smile of pure Tameranean bliss and gives Robin a big hug, "Oh what a glorious idea it was to come to this spot of human recreation." She cries in unrestrained ecstasy.
Beast Boy and Cyborg allow themselves to fall slightly behind Robin and the two girls so that they can watch Raven's and Starfire's well muscled buttocks strain against the material of their bathing suits as they walk. Beast Boy is grinning from ear to ear and nudges Cyborg's metal ribs.
Though the two teenage gentlemen's eyes are not limited to lustfully staring at their team mates, it takes very little time for them to realize that there is a whole stretch of beach with beautiful sights to behold upon it.
Raven listens to the waves crashing on the shoreline, and feels the warmth of the sun on her shoulders and breathes deeply. Focusing her breathing in rhythm with her heart beats, she continues to carry the beach paraphernalia with her powers and allows herself to feel a small measure of peace.
Robin scours the beach with his eyes looking for the prime spot to place their blanket and supplies, he also looks about with a covetous eye making sure that none of the well tanned and muscularly defined men are checking out HIS Starfire.
Oddly enough he fails to notice his own teammates staring at her thinly clad posterior region.
After about three minutes and thirty-three seconds Robin finds a suitable spot and Raven lays down the beach arrangement with style and finesse. Robin surveys the blanket, the picnic basket, the umbrella, the beach ball, and other such items with a smile on his face.
"All right team!" He says, "Our mission is to have fun, and relax, Teen Titans go!"
"Come on dude!" Beast Boy exclaims, "Even I thought that was cheesy!"