AN: This is also Teen Titans South. It's worth noting that the Starfire of these stories is much more similar to her New Teen Titans version, from the comics.
Dr. Light could not stifle his maniacal laughter, which was okay because he had no intention to either. The peons of this power station were obediently preparing to route power through his new suit, a much greater model that would enable him to easily swat those bothersome Teen Titans.
Speaking of which, the sound of a heavy footfall behind him certainly signaled their arrival. He covertly cleared his throat, having spent the morning practicing his speech for this moment, and turned dramatically. The word "TITANS!" tragically died halfway through.
Dead-center in front of him, less than a foot away, was Starfire, the leader of the so-called "Teen Titans South," except she didn't look as she normally did.
Her massive hair was wrapped up around countless purple curlers, her face was covered in an avocado-green mush, the rest of her skin dotted with white dollops of some kind of cream, and to top it off she was wrapped tight in a pink bathrobe and matching fuzzy slippers, rather than her revealing purple uniform. And she was very, very mad.
"ARTHUR!" She screamed in his face, "DO YOU KNOW WHAT TODAY IS!?"
Dr. Light would doubtlessly have fallen on his back, had Starfire not grabbed hold of the collar of his tech-suit and yanked him close to her face, forcing him to look her in the glowing, pupil-less green eyes. "I-It's February seventh?" He offered.
"IT IS MY BEAUTY DAY!" She roared, throwing him back to the ground, his helmet bouncing off the floor with a clonk and setting his eyes spinning. "YOU KNOW I AM A MODEL! I NEED THESE DAYS! DO YOU THINK THIS SKIN IS NATURAL!?"
The rest of the Titans, Raven, Beast Boy, Black Bat and Ms. Martian, watched the display from a safe distance. Starfire was an endlessly compassionate, giving person, but it was common knowledge that she took her day job very seriously. There was nothing that could permanently mar Koriand'r's skin, at least, not on this planet, but she was as vulnerable to pimples, blemishes and frizziness as any human. Starfire's beauty days were the days that everyone else on the team fended for themselves.
Cass was the only member of the team with the courage to approach her right now, and so she did, wordlessly placing a hand on her leader's shoulder. Starfire took in a deep breath and calmed herself, closing her eyes for a moment. "Arthur… The next time you decide to commit a crime, do not do it on the first or third Tuesdays of the month." She stated, evenly.