I didn't do much to this chapter. Just gave Al a back-up plan.

A tour of Titans Tower later, all the Titans and Alfred were crowded into Beast Boy's room.

Alfred took one look inside and started scolding the green teenager, which made Beast Boy start frantically cleaning his room.

Raven and Cyborg stood by with a bucket of popcorn, clearly enjoying the show if Cyborg's laughter was anything to go by.

Robin stood in a corner beside a worried Starfire.

It was unclear what she was worried about, whether it be Beast Boy or something else, until Beast Boy started carting trash bags out of his room.

"Mr. Alfred-sir," she said. "For how long may we be at friend Robin's home?"

"For the entire Christmas season," Alfred answered. "If Bruce and Ri- Robin allow it."

"Oh," Starfire said. "And how long is the Christmas season?"

Alfred smiled a grandfatherly smile.

"Anywhere from now until the new year," he told her, smiling somewhat mockingly at Robin (who looked terrified) once he caught his eye.

And Robin had a right to be terrified because when Starfire heard this, she gasped happily and turned to him.

"Oh please, please, PLEASE! May we please go now, dear friend Robin? Please?" she pleaded.

"Uh... In a week, Starfire?" He asked, looking to Alfred for confirmation.

Alfred nodded.

"Yes, yes. We may be ready by then," he muttered mostly to himself.

"Aw YEAH!" Cyborg exclaimed at the same time Beast Boy said "Cool!" and Starfire joyously shouted "Wonderful!" while hugging Alfred.

"But first we must figure out disguises," Alfred told them, trying to hide his discomfort at being hugged by a super-strong alien girl.

"Disguises?"

"You can't roam around the manor, much less Gotham itself, as the Teen Titans," Alfred explained.

"Cyborg can make disguises," Robin said, completely confident of his friend's abilities.

Cyborg nodded.

"Then I'll need to make the IDs and passports and you'll need to go shopping," Alfred said, again more to himself than anything else. "And, no offense, but I'll have our top scientists create back-up disguises."

"And you will need to tell your friends what will happen when we reach Gotham," he told Robin. "and you will have to update your ID."

"Can't we just fake one?" Robin asked, grimacing at waiting in a long line at a government office. "I'm supposed to be in Italy, aren't I?"

"Yes, and everyone will be waiting for the first news of you coming home."

"Fine," Robin said, nearly pouting.

"Well it's late and I'm old," said Alfred as he looked at his watch. "So I must now take my leave."

He smiled at each of the Titans, most of them happily smiling back.

"Clean your room, though," he told Beast Boy sternly.

And then he left.

Robin turned to his friends...