"Err, what's up Robin?" Beast Boy asked as he changed back into human form. He still stayed crouched on the floor to hide the increasingly obvious tent in his pants. What's up with him? What's up with me?

"Well for starters, why are you digging through my underwear?"

"Oh! Psshh, that. I just… well…" the embarrassed teen had nothing to say. He just sort of stared at the ground and hoped he could just fall over dead. Beast Boy gulped and tried to give a some sort of answer that could make this whole thing be done with. "You see, I guess… there's a rumor going on around the tower that you prefer boxers to briefs, and yeah! I was just checking to make sure."

Kill me now.

Robin crossed his arms. Externally, he was the stern leader asking a teammate why he had come into his room without permission. Internally, he was melting. His vision got a little sandy, and none of it seemed real. This means… he likes me too right? He thought to himself. Yet because he was too nervous, he instead decided to tag along.

"So?" he asked.

"So what?" Beast Boy replied.

"So, what's the answer to your question? Boxers or Briefs?"

"I guess the results are a bit inconclusive," he said. "Seems you prefer boxer-briefs over all. Gosh look at the time! What a lame rumor. And just look at the time! I've really got to go, so I'll just be-"

"Beast Boy"

"Yeah?" his voice cracked.

Robin took a few steps forward and leaned in to whisper something into Beast Boy's ear. "You know," he breathed. "I actually much prefer just going without anything on whatsoever down there," he smirked. Beast Boy started blushing so hard that he started feeling dizzy.

"Oh-uh cool! I guess I'll just um-" but by then, he had already turned into a little green hummingbird, and darted out of the room as fast as he could.

Robin was shocked for a moment. What had he just said?

STUPID! Robin yelled at himself. Great! What were you thinking? Did you expect any of that to really work? He probably just lost a bet with Cyborg and now… "GAAHH!" He screamed as he threw a few punches at the wall; making big black holes in it.

On any other day, Robin was great at keeping cool and reserved. But not today. He had possibly just blew any chance he would ever have with Beast Boy, and probably creeped the poor kid out half to death. There was no one to blame but himself. This was his own personal mission, and I failed.

As Beast Boy flew out of the room, his heart was probably beating faster than Kid Flash on caffeine. He was just in a hurry to get out of there and go somewhere else. Anywhere. Starfire'll understand.

Then he changed into cheetah, and was sprinting down the hallway. He took a sharp turn and sprinted until he got to the door. Turning back into a human, Beast Boy burst through the door, completely out of breath.

"Star! I really need some help right now!" He shouted, still trying to slow his heart down. The funny thing was, that as he looked up he saw Raven sitting on the bed, and Starfire painting her nails.

Raven's eyes widened and she yanked her hands away from the happy little alien and shoved them in her cloak. She gave Beast Boy a death glare, "You didn't see anything."

If he wasn't so tense, Beast Boy probably would've burst out laughing, but he would just have to save this one for later. Instead the laughter came from Starfire who found the whole thing hysterical.

"It's alright, friend Raven," she said between giggles. "What is the problem Beast Boy?" she asked.

"Well… it's with Robin. I think I blew it."