Chapter 4: Room 690 Sucks & Sleeping Arrangements
Now, I could say that their first night was perfect. I could also say that they got along perfectly. I may even say that it was just like home for them.
But that would make me a liar.
But it was their own fault. If they hadn't chosen 690, maybe then their luck would've boded better.
"688, 689…690!" They were trying to get through the maze that was that hotel. There were two identical snickers from the same two guys, who were currently shivering under Robin's cold glare.
"Okay…which one of you has the room key?" Raven droned, looking at her teammates with indifference. Her teammates then looked back at her with indifference also.
"I thought you had it, BB."
"No, Cy; you picked it up!"
"No…uh….Star picked it up!"
"Do not bring me into this! And besides, Robin picked it up."
"HOW DARE YOU BETRAY ME LIKE THAT, MY LOVE!"
Just at that moment, the door across the hall swung open, revealing a woman. She had nothing but a muu muu on her body. Her hair was ruffled, there were bags under her eyes, and her lipstick was smeared. There was a strange looking…er, bruise- younger readers- on her neck.
"Will y'all kiddies shut up? I'm trying to do something and y'all teenagers are being way too noisy," of course, her yelling was just adding to the noise benefactor. "I swear, this generation and their talking. Why, when I was younger, we couldn't talk or scream in public, we had to whisper or else our Momma would smack us and refuse us our supper. Nowadays y'all dumb kids can disrespect your parents and not get into any trouble for it, I swear-"
"Uh, yeah, we're sorry, we were just-"
"Hey baby," the gruff male voice came from the bedroom. "you comin' back to bed?"
And the door was slammed.
The Titans were in a daze, still trying to compute what they had just seen. Well, they didn't actually want to know what they just saw.
"You know what," Beast Boy hissed. "screw this!" He shifted into a T-Rex and ripped the door off of the hinges with his razor sharp killer teeth, chewing it up and spitting it out. Who cares about public property or ruining families' days? Some idiot lost the room key, so this was the consequence.
"Oh," Robin's face went stoic. "here it is." He held up a blank white room key with a smiley face on it.
"Are you kidding me?" Cyborg hissed at him, Robin wanting to shrink back into nothingness.
"Uh, hehe, sowwy." He shrugged, trying to avoid the glares of his obviously pissed teammates as they moved into the bedroom.
"Whoa!"
"Oh my X'hal!"
"What the hell?!"
"Oh Azar!"
"Holy shit Batman!"
As I've already stated before, the room wasn't very nice. It was very small, for one. There's nothing wrong with being small. But….
"Who thinks more is better than less?"
"ME!"
"Okay why?"
"More is better than less because if stuff is not less (BREATH) if there's more less stuff then (BREATH) you might want to have some more and your parents just don't let you because there 's only a little."
"Right."
"We want more, we want more, like (BREATH) if you really like it you want more."
"Mhmm…I'm following."
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…no, this isn't an advertisement.
Anyways, back to the room.
The walls were stained yellow; you could tell that they were originally white. There were three cots in the middle of the room, each one small, and looking like they'd crumble to the down if you looked at them the wrong way. The carpet was puke green and had some red stains near the corner of the wall. There a very, very small kitchenette with a mini fridge next to it. The room was about the height of a Harlem Globe Trotter.
"Wow…we caught a good one didn't we?" Raven rolled her eyes, making her way into the room.
"Indeed we have! Back on Tamaran, this is similar to your Earthen 'honeymoon suite'!" Everyone froze.
"So that means that back on Tamaran, we would all be married?" Beast Boy looked in disgust around the room.
"Technically not, but….how will we all fit on those small beds?" Starfire started to sweat, looking around the room desperately for a distraction.
"Hmm…dibs!" They all yelled in unison, pointing fingers at one another.
"Well, since Robin is quite obviously the lightest, he should get to sleep on the floor." Cyborg smirked.
"What? I'm not lighter than Beast Boy!" Robin blushed.
"Well, considering that you just said 'Beast Boy', and not 'Beast Boy in human form'," Beast Boy smirked. "I way more than all of you when I'm in T-Rex form."
"Damn it…"
"Can you seal the door back up, Raven? Please?" Beast Boy begged.
"Fine. I don't want any perverts looking in on us anyways." She groaned, sealing up the door.
"Okay you guys…who wants room service?!" Cyborg yelled around the room, melting under the hot glares he received
"Not right now; besides, do you know how expensive room service is?" Robin fumed.
"Nope."
"Well, bottled water costs fifty bucks, so that says it all."
"How would you know?"
"Well, for one, I've been to many, many, many, many, many, many, many hotels being the son of Bruce-" He let the words die on his lips.
"Bruce who? Aren't your parents dead?" Cyborg wasn't letting it go that easily.
"Just drop it, okay? I didn't say anything." And that was the end of that.
"Okay y'all; it's time to figure out these sleeping arrangements." Cyborg scowled at the two cots.
"Well, perhaps the girls should sleep on one and the guys may sleep on the other ones?" Starfire suggested.
"Nah, Starfire; that would give these horny testosterone-ridden animals some thoughts." Raven smirked, staring at said horny testosterone ridden animals, who were staring at the ground.
"Maybe…the small ones share a cot, and the rest share another cot?" Robin smiled at Starfire for no particular reason.
"So that would be me, Star, and Rae in one cot, and you two share the other ones?" Cyborg cheeked, foiling Robin's evil plans.
"What?!" The two boys exclaimed at the same time, staring at each other with disdain.
"That's what you suggested, Robin." Raven smirked, walking over to Cyborg and resting her elbow on his shoulder-or at least attempting to.
"Ugh!" It's not like that he hadn't been forced to share a bed with someone; daughters of directors, sons of directors, and pretty much everyone. But this…this would be even more awkward since he actually new and liked Beast Boy.
"Fine…let's just get this over with…" Beast Boy grumbled.
"My thoughts exactly." Robin echoed his tone.
"Wait; should we not shower?"
"It would be kind of gross to lie down in these dirty clothes…" Raven mused.
"But then again, wouldn't we just put on these dirty clothes to sleep again?" Robin just really didn't feel like taking off his clothes. He always felt like showering though. Who never felt like stepping into a nice, hot, steaming shower?
"True." Cyborg mused.
"Guys, it's like, eleven," Beast Boy rubbed his eyes. "we should sleep."
"Is there TV?" Robin asked groggily.
"I don't know if it's even classy enough to have TV…don't you have a cell phone?" Raven quipped, eying their leader surreptitiously.
"My cell phone burnt in the fire, Rae. Cyborg…can you like, I don't know…display movies from your arm or something?"
"I probably could…Netflix? Of course. We're watching," He toggled over the profile gate. "who wants to choose?"
Starfire was the first to leap out of her spot on the small cot, excitement in her eyes.
"Ooh! Please, may we watch Clueless?!" She squealed.
"Sure, little lady." He was overtaken by her charm and excitement.
"Alicia Silverstone? Isn't she the chick who-"
"Not around Starfire, Beast Boy." Robin hissed, settling himself on the very small cot.
"Can't we just push the cots together and make one giant bed? That'd make a hell a lot of more sense than this whole little big thing."
"You know what, Rae; that's a really good idea."
"Thanks Cyborg, when have I ever been wrong?"
"Never, Rae." He said, even though plenty of times came to mind.
"Night you guys." Robin grumbled, switching off the lights, crawling into bed next to Beast Boy (making sure that they were faaaaaarrrr away from each other), and trying to drone out the sound of Cher going on about their clueless teacher.
Who else here has seen Clueless?
"Rollin' with the homies!"
"And I was, like, totally buggin'!"
"You know how picky i am about my shoes, and they only go on my feet!"
Anyways, this isn't a Clueless fanfic, this is a Teen Titans Fanfic! Who else caught the Geico commerical dialogue? Bye Cheekies, Sydney. Review and Favorite. Grammar Nazis and Flamers welcome.