Well there weren't many reviews, but that doesn't matter since the people I wanted to hear from the most were the ones who let me know what they thought.
Now once more let there be randomness!
Oh and I don't own Mel Brooks or Rick Astley.
"Beast Boy we're going to be dead meat when Robin finds out!" Cyborg's concerns were of course justified. Especially with what was about to be done.
"I know! That's why we have to do this! We may never get another chance! Besides you know this is gonna be hilarious!" And as usual Beast Boy's flawed logic and love of humor propelled him on to yet another antic which would land him extra training for a year.
"Only until Robin makes you wish you had never been born." Raven added her blunt observation which was like putting a needle to a fully inflated balloon.
"Oh but friend Raven it will be so fun! Beast Boy I am delighted to do this for Robin's Day!" Indeed the princess was floating higher than usual from all the barely contained energy at the prospect of the special routine they had worked up.
"Why did I agree to this again." Beast Boy smirked close to her face and waggled his eyebrows. "Because you love me."
Raven rolled her eyes in response before putting her fingers to her temples and reaching out to find their prey. "I'm sensing he's close." "Okay everybody in position!"
Psh! The doors opened to reveal Robin who looked at the assembled Titans with an expression which described a man who had just encountered a universe where up was down, disco was popular and Rick Astley was the most popular musician of all time. But just as he was about to ask what in the name of God's green Earth was going on the other Titans broke out in song.
We're men! We're men in tights! We roam around the forest looking for fights.
We're men. We're men in TIIIIIiiights. We rob from the rich and give to the poor that's right!
We may look like SIIIIIssies! But watch what you say or else we'll put out your lights! WHAM!
We're men! We're men in tights! Always on gaurd defending the people's rights.
It was after the first part it became even more silly with Cyborg and Starfire moving to the end of the line and doing chorus girl kicks while doing a "Lala" rendition of the Can Can.
We're men. MENLY men! We're men in tights! Yes! We roam around the forest looking for fights!
We're men. We're men in TIIIIIiiights. We rob from the rich and give to the poor that's right!
We may look like PAAAAAAAAAAnsies! But don't get us wrong or else we'll put out your lights! BAM!
We're men. We're men in tights. TIGHT tights. Always on guard defending the people's riiiiiights. When you're in a fix just call for the men in TIIIIIIIGHTS! We're butch!
It was only after they flexed their muscles in the ending pose that Robin shoved his jaw back into place with a closed fist and voiced his opinion of the production. "Titans..." Each of the others waited with bated breath (and in Raven's case boredom) with his reaction to all of their hard work. "WHAT IN THE NAME OF SLADE POSESSED YOU TO DO THIS!? WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE SUCH RIDICULE!?" Beast Boy's hand shot up, but was quickly slapped down and held with force behind his back.
"I MEAN IT'S BAD ENOUGH I GET IT FROM ALMOST EVERY VILLAIN, BUT YOU GUYS?" All of the other Titans shoved Beast Boy forward. After giving the others scathing looks for feeding him to the sharks he broke out in a nervous sweat under the merciless stare of his leader. "Well...uh...you see..." Later on it would be remarked on as the height of irony in the tower but as Beast Boy's salvation appeared he was only possessing one thought, "Holy serendipity Batman!" Just what was this timely diversion?
"Titans." All the bodies in the room shivered in trepidation of the formidable presence of their arch nemesis. "As I am sure you are aware I was recently assaulted by an amorphous creature when looking for something to eat." All the Titans were in battle positions preparing for the worst. "Usually there is the concoction of some grand scheme to take my revenge on those who have wronged me, but in lieu of that I propose a deal." "What makes you think we'll take any deal you have to offer Slade?" Robin of course didn't trust Slade as far as he could throw him. And with good reason too. Given how much better Slade was he couldn't throw him at all.
"It is quite simple really. I am looking for the person in charge of the assault on my person. If that person is positively identified then the rest of your little team will be spared my wrath." Robin crouched lower and prepared to spring into action. "No way Slade. We stick-" Robin was quick to notice the flashing neon arrow which appeared seemingly out of nowhere and traced it to Cyborg's arm along with all of his team mates pointing their index fingers in his direction. "Titans..." Obviously Robin was not in a good mood. "If we ever get out of this alive I WILL MAKE YOU WISH YOU HAD NEVER BEEN BORN!"
"Oh come now Robin. That isn't the way a leader should behave. And besides..." And here Slade's hand was set ablaze. "You need to learn that actions have consequences." The fireball hit Robin before he could even flinch and his agonized cries echoed throughout the common room. "Ah! My tights are on fire! My boxers are on fire! I'm on fire!" This continued on for a minute or so until the sprinklers went off and Robin lay scorched on the floor. Cyborg out of a sense of decency quickly covered him with a towel to preserve what little dignity he had left.
"Well that should be sufficient to dissuade others from trying something similar." His gaze fixed itself on Beast Boy who was sweating even more than he was under Robin's glare. "Until next time." And just as suddenly as Slade had appeared he vanished.
"Beast Boy." A barely discernable croaking sound came from Robin's laid out form. "Yes Robin?" Beast Boy leaned in close not wanting to miss a word of what he was saying. "You're doing extra training for a year." And as Robin fell asleep from exhaustion Beast Boy again entertained a very prominent thought. I bet if I mixed his gel with super glue he wouldn't notice.
Well there you have it. Disjointed, bizarre and random. Hopefully I can find my muse and get another chapter of It Ends in Blood or Without My Mask up in a timely manner.