Disclaimer: I do not own the Teen Titans.

The time was approaching 7:30 in the morning as the two teens made their way to the kitchen. Beast Boy was practically glowing with happiness while Raven had a little black cloud over her head. She desperately wanted a nice cup of tea and to sit on the couch, reading a book. Of course, Beast Boy would have nothing of the sort.

"Today you're gonna get some actual food in you." he said. "Tea is a drink and not breakfast. Plus, tofu totally tastes better." Beast Boy jumped up and sat on the kitchen counter facing Raven.

"Have you ever tried tea?" Raven asked, leaning against the opposite counter with her arms folded across her chest.

"Yeah, I did. Remember the time Cy told me he put ham in the sub I just had eaten, but he was totally tricking me, that evil, animal-murdering, oily—"

"Does your story have a point?"

"What? Oh yeah." Beast Boy said, and continued on with his story. "Well then I had to get the taste out of my mouth so I grabbed the closest drink, which was your tea and I drank it and—"

"—But you didn't like it, spat it out directly in my face and stole Robin's soda." Raven finished for him, resentfully remembering what happened.

"Oh yeah. I forgot about that part." Beast Boy said, recalling the memory. "Then you hung me on the ceiling fan and ordered me to get you another cup."

"Which you broke and ended up getting shards everywhere so you spent the rest of the morning cleaning it up."

"Err yeah…Anyways," the changeling said, hastily changing the subject, "Time for you to make breakfast! I want two tofu eggs and waffles!"

"You want me to cook for you?" Raven asked as her eyebrows rose in shock. All of the Titans knew of her horrific cooking skills. It made Raven wonder if Beast Boy wanted her to kill him before Robin and Cyborg did.

"Pfft, eggs aren't hard to make and you can use the waffle maker. You can totally handle this." Beast Boy remarked, waving off her concern. "Oh," he added before Raven even moved, "I want you to take out all the meat in the fridge and hide it so Cy can't eat it."

Grabbing a frying pan from one of the many cupboards, Raven compiled with the changeling's orders. Using her powers, she grinned a little as she levitated all the meat products out of the refrigerator and transported them to a hiding place. Hey, if Beast Boy was going to make her suffer, she was going to find loopholes.

"Wait a sec Rae." Beast Boy said as he observed her levitating two tofu eggs to the pan.

"What?" Beast Boy made a square with the forefingers and thumbs of each of his hands, like a director would, and looked through the small hole at Raven. "Something just isn't right." Raven raised an eyebrow.

"Like what?"

"I don't want you to use your powers. You gotta make breakfast like the rest of us do. And you don't seem to be dressed properly for making breakfast." Digging through one of the kitchen drawers, the green elf pulled out his chef hat and apron. Raven stared at the apron and hat with disapproving looks.

"You can't be serious."

"For one of the few times in my life, I am being serious."

"Should I alert the presses about this rare occasion?"

"Nah, just put this on and make breakfast already. I'm getting hungry!"

"It would be done faster if I used my powers." Raven suggested.

"Yeah, but where's the fun in that? Now get crackin'!" Beast Boy punned, grinning ear to ear. Angrily snatching the apron and hat from Beast Boy's outstretched hands, Raven donned the said items. Beast Boy sat on the counter and continued to watch her like she was the most interesting television program that was currently being shown. (Which, ironically could be true since was only 7:30 in the morning on a Wednesday.) Raven could sense his eyes on herself and it irked her quite a bit. She did not appreciate people watching her. It was unnerving.

"Don't you have anything better to do?" Raven asked him, trying to crack a tofu egg. Beast Boy got a special brand of tofu eggs that were packaged to be nearly identical to real eggs. They even had shells. Beast Boy liked to think that one day his friends (mostly Cyborg) would accidentally mistake his eggs for real eggs and eat them, not realizing what they were. Then when they found out, they would realize how wonderful tofu eggs were and would be vegetarian like him.

He dreamt big.

"No, plus I gotta watch you to make sure you're doing it right." he said, glancing over into the pan. "And it's a good thing I am 'cause you're totally getting shells in my eggs." Hopping off the counter, he walked over to Raven who was in the middle of cracking her second egg.

"So?"

"Hello?! I don't like my eggs crunchy! Start over again." Cursing the little green Titan, Raven poured the half cooked eggs in the trash and replaced the pan on the stove. Grabbing another egg, Raven cracked it on the side of the pan a little too hard, and once again she was making a shell omelet.

"Don't tell me you don't know how to crack eggs, Rae. Even I know how to do that." He said as she dumped her new concoction in the garbage once again.

"I'm better with my telekinetic powers, but you know that I'm horrible at cooking either way."

"Well since you can't use telegenetic—"

"Telekinetic." she corrected him, sourly.

"Telekinetic powers, I guess I'll have to teach you how. Now grab another egg and one for me." She did as she was told and practically broke the egg she gave Beast Boy when she slammed it into his waiting hand.

"Now zen," he said in a French accent. "Today you shall learn zee fine art zat is egg cracking. First, grab zee egg in your hand and hold it tightly…but not too much zat it will break." he added, seeing that the egg Raven was holding was developing cracks from the pressure she was angrily putting on it.

"Now, I want you to gently tap zee side of zee egg on zee pan like so." He gently cracked the egg on the pan making sure Raven was watching his demonstration. She was.

"After zee egg has been cracked, dump out zee goopy yellow stuff—"

"The yoke." Despite being bad at cooking, Raven knew about food.

"Do not correct your teacher. And don't you roll your eyes at me." he scolded, seeing Raven roll her eyes at him. "Now as I was saying, dump out zee goopy yellow stuff and throw away zee egg shells." Beast Boy tossed the egg shells in the trash, making a perfect basket. "Now you try." he said to Raven once he faced her again. Raven, who felt like she had just joined the moron Olympics, glared at the changeling before gently whacking the egg on the side of the pan. It broke and got shell in the pan again.

"Raven!" Beast Boy scolded, dropping his French accent. "Didn't you listen to a word I said?! Did you not see me carefully break the egg?!"

"I was careful." Raven retorted. "I just got a bad egg is all."

"Oh, suuure. Blame the egg! It didn't have anything with the fact that you slam-dunked it into the pan!"

"Just let me do another egg and I'll show you."

Grasp.

Crack.

Splatter.

Crunch.

"See! You did it again!" Beast Boy yelled, pointing to the shell infested pan. "We're running outta tofu eggs so this time, I'm helping ya!" After Raven had reached for another egg, Beast Boy caught her wrist and placed his gloved hand over her bare one. Raven immediately froze.

"What are you doing?" she asked, flinching from his touch. It was different from when she was giving him a piggyback ride. Then all she was consumed with were thought of how childish the changeling was being and how to 'accidentally' give him a ride out the window and dump him into the bay. But now his touch was sudden and felt more…intimate. Beast Boy seemed not to notice her uncomfortable demeanor, nor did it register in his mind that he was holding Raven's hand. He only had eggs on his mind.

"I'm helping you. I'll move your hand for you so you know what 'careful' actually means." He nudged her over to the pan so that now she stood in front of it while Beast Boy stood on her left hand side.

'He can't touch me like this!' Raven's mind screamed in her head. 'It's my hand and I won't let anyone control it but me!' Raven opened her mouth to voice her thoughts but no sound come out. Beast Boy had come closer now so that he could see better and not burn himself. His left hand was on her hip. Still, the changeling seemed clueless to all of this. He was only paying attention to getting Raven to crack the egg properly.

"Now Rae, loosen up a little bit. Your hand's too tense and you're gonna crush the little eggy in your grip and have to start all over again." Raven loosened up a little. "That's better." Gently, Beast Boy raised Raven's hand a little bit over the pan and carefully helped her to crack the egg successfully into the frying pan without getting any shells in this time.

"Now that's how to crack an egg, Rae!" Beast Boy said, grinning. Raven remained silent. The metamorph gave her a puzzled look.

"Raven? You okay?" he asked, worriedly.

"Yes, now can you please remove your hands from my person?" she asked, her voice in monotone. Finally realizing what he had been doing for the last 45 seconds, Beast Boy instantly removed his hands as an embarrassed blush painted itself across his face.

"Err…I think you can finish the rest on your own." he meekly replied.

'I can't believe I was so close to Raven and didn't even know it!' he thought. 'Now I know why she was so tense with that egg. Raven doesn't like to be touched…Especially by me.' He mentally shrugged. 'Well what's done is done. Now, it's time to make the other guys' day even better…'

'Why did I let him get so close?' Raven thought as she flipped the eggs. 'Why didn't I push him away? I know about the bet, but still even under these circumstances I normally still would have pushed him away. What's wrong with me?' Grabbing a plate from the cupboard, she transferred the two slightly burnt tofu eggs from the pan onto the plate. She then flipped on Cyborg's waffle maker to make the waffles. Instantly 7 waffles shot out and landed on a plate nearby. Some syrup and butter landed on top as well as a fork.

Raven glanced over at Beast Boy to see he was talking on the phone with someone. She couldn't hear what he was saying but he was grinning so she knew it was bad. Then she heard him chuckle. Oh, it was bad already.

Placing the phone back on the hook, Beast Boy turned to face the still apron-clad half-demon. "I think now," he said. "is a good time to go over a few 'rules' and things you should know while you're my servant, Rae."

"Oh?" she questioned, putting/dropping his breakfast in front of him. "Such as?" Beast Boy eyed his breakfast before looking at Raven again and pulling out a long, long list from his pocket.

"Like the rule that I don't feed myself." he grinned, pushing the plate towards her and putting a knife and fork in her hands while sitting back in his sit, waiting to be fed. Glancing at the list in Beast Boy's hands as well as the utensils in her own, Raven sighed and began slicing waffles into pieces.

"Rule 1." Beast Boy began, still waiting for Raven to be done with the cutting. "You shall refer to me as Master Beast Boy, Master Of The Videogames, Master Of All Things Awesome, Beast Man, or just plain Master. Rule 2, when ever there's a chance for blackmail, take full advantage of it. Unless it's against me. Rule 3—"

The day had begun and he was eager to greet it. He was the kind of person who loved the beginning of a new day. A new day to him always felt like being recharged and replenished which was really a nice feeling.

But somehow today felt different. He didn't need his main senses to tell him that. It was like a sixth sense: the sense of foreboding and the moment Robin opened his eyes, they confirmed his suspicion.

Stretching, Cyborg gave a humongous yawn as he woke up from his slumber. Today he felt a little bit stiff and something was tickling his nose. He could feel something running down his face as he sat up right.

"Huh?" he questioned out loud, not really expecting an answer. Taking one of his large metal hands, Cyborg wiped under his nose and over his mouth and pulled it back for inspection. His hand had become covered in fluffy white goo, which, on closer inspection, turned out to be shaving cream that seemed to have been put on him a little while ago. But even more to his surprise his hand was the same color as Starfire's room. At first he thought maybe he was still dreaming, but his sensors indicated that he was fully awake and this was not a dream. Rushing over to the single mirror that hung in his room, Cyborg took a complete look at himself. An ear piercing yell could be heard throughout the Tower moments later.

Riiiiiiiing—Thwack.

A Tameranian hand could be seen returning to the warmth of the bed after shutting of the alarm clock. A resting girl lay under the covers of said bed, still a bit groggy from sleeping. Contrary to popular belief, Starfire did not wake up perky unless there was something going on or some special holiday like Blorthag. It always took her a few minutes to properly wake-up. Nothing special was happening that day so Starfire decided to stay a few extra minutes in bed just relaxing and thinking. Thinking about her friends, her life, what to do today, what new things she would learn, Tameran, her family, Silkie, and any other thing that popped into the young princess' mind. Today seemed like a very peaceful day, the type that nothing could go wrong to spoil the joyfulness of just living.

Yes, today seemed perfect.

But nothing is perfect.

Like today.

Gasping and bolting upright, Starfire was startled to hear a yell coming from somewhere in the Tower. Tossing aside her blanket, Starfire literally jumped into her boots before shooting off into flight right out her sliding doors which had opened immediately for her and closed a moment later after she had zoomed passed them. She flew down the hallways and the stairs, finally arriving at sliding doors to the main room, which opened instantly for her entrance and closed behind her.

"Friends, I heard a yell and—Eep!" Starfire covered her mouth in shock at what she saw before her. Raven was leaning against the kitchen counter wearing a chef hat. She had her arms crossed and looked irked. Nearby on the floor, Beast Boy was rolling around laughing his head off, struggling to breath. Starfire's attention, however, was focused on the positively pissed off half-robot who was sporting a new look. Cyborg still had a few smudges of shaving cream on his face but he had gotten most of it off. On his body, the pink paint was chipped a bit at places but most of it still remained. It was only a simple one-coat of paint so it would be easy to remove all of it with a few good scrubbings. The grass skirt, the coconut bra, and the leas were all still in place, though several of the grass tassels had been pulled off. Yelling at the top of his cybertronic lungs, Cyborg was attempting to give Beast Boy an earful, but alas, the green-teen was not paying attention to anything the robotic male was saying.

"DO YOU HEAR ME?! I'M GONNA FRY UP YOUR SORRY BUTT AND I'M GONNA EAT YOU ALIVE!" he bellowed. "YOU'LL WISH YOU WERE DEAD FOR WHAT I'M GONNA DO TO YOU FOR WHAT YOU DID TO ME! LISTEN TO ME!" Cyborg was beyond frustrated. He was beyond angry. He was beyond Trigon's angry, which was an incredible feat alone. Already Cyborg's sonic-cannon was out and preparing to incinerate the green little metamorph. Of course, none of this seemed to phrase the laughing changeling, and that made Cyborg even more mad if that was possible. His circuits were starting to turn red with rage.

As Cyborg continued to rant on and on, Starfire's attention moved from him to the entrance doors which had suddenly opened. At first it appeared that no one was there but as Starfire continued to stare she finally noticed their leader's head poke out and look into the room. This action made Starfire very curious since the Robin she knew would never walk around as timid as this. She floated over to him.

"Robin, why do you act as though you met up with a farcheeter?" she asked. "Normally when upon entering the room, you allow your entire being to go in, not merely your head. Why do you act so irregular?" She floated a bit closer to him and she could now see that he was slouching down slightly and had his cape wrapped around him much like Raven normally did. She could see the places where his hands held the cape rim from the inside. Looking lower, she noticed that he was missing his shoes and stood barefoot in front of her.

"Robin, where have your shoes gone?" Starfire questioned, finally landing on the floor for the first time that morning. It was then she realized how uncomfortable her feet felt.

"My shoes are—" Robin started to say but was cut off by Starfire who floated back up into the air to exam her own shoes.

"Have your shoes become most uncomfortable as mine have become this morning? Is that why you have taken them off? Is today an Earth custom I do not know about? The Festival of Removing Footwear, yes? Do all Earthly shoes become painful on this day? Though I do not understand why my boots from Tameran have beco—" She was cut off as Robin flung out a single bare arm from his protective cape and covered Starfire's mouth with his gloveless hand. He still clutched his cape close to himself with his remaining hand.

"Starfire, listen! Today is not an Earth-related festival of any kind. The reason I don't have shoes is because someone glued—"

"Ah! Look who decided to come down and join us!" called out an amused voice from the main room, cutting Robin off once more. Robin quickly removed his hand from Starfire's mouth and both of the Titans looked into the main room. Beast Boy was now sitting on the back of the couch nonchalantly and while Raven was looking irritated and sitting on her normal couch in the corner. Cyborg was being magically held against the wall on Beast Boy's left with Raven's magic. He was struggling to get free but all his attempts failed. His mouth, which would still be cursing Beast Boy, was wrapped in a thick layer of magic as well and restrained his ability to speak, though several muffled yells could be heard.

"Hey Robin, what's up?" Beast Boy asked, stressing on the word 'up'. Instantly something clicked inside of the Boy Wonder's head. He knew who had glued him on the ceiling. His eyes narrowed along with his mask.

"You." was all he said before he released his grip on cape and made a grab into his utility belt. With one swift move, Robin recoiled his hand and threw 3 of what he thought were his exploding orbs at Beast Boy who was grinning.

He thought wrong.

"What a nice thing to do, Robin." Beast Boy said after catching one of the muffins in the air. "Of course I'd like a muffin." And with that said, he ate the entire muffin in one bite. He licked his lips.

"Chocolate, yum." Robin looked dumb-founded. He reached inside his utility belt a few times in search of any of his weapons but all he found were different food stuffs or various nonsense items. Growling, he marched over to Beast Boy.

"What did you do with my weapons?" Robin yelled, grabbing Beast Boy from the front of his uniform with both hands.

"The same thing I did with all your spare uniforms, and it seems like you could really use one right now." Beast Boy was doing his best not to laugh, but he could barely hold it in any longer. Robin, the fearless lead of the great Teen Titans team and once side-kick of Batman, stood before him, with his cape now back in its usual placement of behind his shoulders, his utility belt haphazardly thrown on around his waist, and only wearing a pair of red boxers with white hearts.

Now that was something you didn't see everyday.

Laughter instantly filled the room, most of it coming from a certain green changeling and a robotic teen. Raven had relinquished her hold on Cyborg and he was now sprawled out, anger forgotten (for now), pounding his fists on the floor, laughing. Beast Boy was pretty much in the same position, except he was clutching his sides and lying on his back on the floor. Raven was fighting off a grin and had turned her head the other way. Starfire, who still stood in the doorway behind Robin could not see why her friends were acting like that.

"Friends, please what is so funny?" she questioned, floating over to Robin. One look at him told her exactly what she needed to know.

"Well, ehehe," she said, trying her best not to laugh, but was failing, "I believe I have discovered what is so amusing." And with that said, Starfire doubled over in giggles. Just because she was Robin's friend didn't mean she couldn't poke fun at him once in a while.

Speaking of Robin, he had turned a nice shade of red, too shocked to do anything else. Suddenly a voice directed towards him broke him out of his trance.

"Hey, Pantsless-Wonder," Raven said, drawing Robin's attention to her. "Say cheese, though you might want to say 'clothe me' instead."

"Wha—" Robin started to say but was cut off as a large flash went off in front of his eyes, temporarily blinding him. Sighing, Raven tossed the camera to Beast Boy who was finally pulling himself together.

"There's your dumb picture." Raven growled. Beast Boy grinned widely at her and examined the picture on the digital camera.

"That's a good little servant." Beast Boy cooed. "Now you may take off the hat." Said hat was incinerated within a second after the sentence left his mouth. Beast Boy glared at her.

"I said you could take it off, not barbeque it! That was my favorite chef hat! Drop and give me 50!" Grumbling and quickly spitting out the phrase "Yes Master" like it was acid, Raven got down and started doing 50 one-handed push-ups.

Finally regaining his sight, Robin turned his sights on Beast Boy and the camera. Still slightly red, Robin held out his hand.

"Give me the camera." Beast Boy shook his head.

"No can do, dude. This is grade A blackmail and I'm not gonna part with it." Robin growled.

"I tried being nice, but apparently I'll have to get it the hard w—" Again, he was cut short as a smaller, less blinding flash went off, this time issuing from the direction of a cybertronic teen.

"CYBORG!" Robin yelled, rubbing his mask over his eyes, clearing his vision. Cyborg chuckled and turned off the camera function of his arm.

"Sorry man, but like BB said, this is grade A blackmail. It's too good to give up." As Robin opened his mouth to argue, a third flash went off, this time from the hands of a Tameranian princess. All heads turned towards Starfire as she lowered her camera. Raven stopped her push-ups to stare.

"Starfire?!" Robin was too shocked to speak.

"Duuude!" Beast Boy grinned. "Star is finally getting in on the blackmailing business!"

"Yo, I didn't think you were the kind to blackmail someone." Cyborg stated, still in awe. Starfire fidgeted under their stares.

"I merely wanted to take a photograph…to put into my scrapbook." she said, though the statement seemed a little skeptical. "I wish to record Beast Boy's attempt at successfully pulling the prank on friend Robin." Silence fell heavy in the room until a certain dark cloaked half-demon broke it.

"Suuure you did." she remarked, sarcastically. "And it has nothing to do with the fact that friend Robin is wearing nothing but his undies." Instantly, laughter broke out again, whether it was from Robin blushing a darker red or from Raven saying the word 'undies'. Robin growled again and shot a glare at everyone.

"Hey Rob," Cyborg laughed. "Next time I tell you to eat my shorts, y'all can wear them instead." When Robin turned to glare at Cyborg, a wide smirk replaced his frown almost instantly, finally registering the fact that Cyborg was now the color of Jinx's hair.

"Oh, you're really one to talk, Cy. Nice coloring by the way. What happened? Did you fall into cotton-candy maker, Pinky?" Cyborg crossed his arms.

"At least I'm fully clothed."

"You don't even wear clothes!"

"Because I don't need to!"

"Well, at least I don't look like I got hugged by Plasmas!"

"That had to be the worst comeback I've ever heard!" By now, both teens were yelling at each other. It seemed like Divide and Conquer all over again, except this time, someone was actually enjoying the argument between the two feuding friends. Beast Boy just sat on the couch, watching the two bicker. This was priceless! Instead of them both yelling at him for his pranks, Cyborg and Robin were taking their anger out on each other! This was a better result than Beast Boy could've ever dreamed of.

"This is totally awesome!" he said to Raven. "Instead of killing me, they're yelling their heads off at each other! This is better than any movie." Raven just rolled her eyes. Beast Boy looked at her.

"Don't you have some push-ups to finish?" Severely cursing Beast Boy in several different languages, Raven got down on her hands and knees to resume her cardio-related punishment. Of course, with big elf ears like his, Beast Boy couldn't help but overhear some of what she was saying.

"Hey! I may not know what some of that actually means, but from the sound of it, it sounds bad and you do not say bad things about your master. For that, you get to wear another hat." Pulling out a set of bunny-ears on a headband, Beast Boy held them up for Raven to see. Her eyes widened.

"No."

"Oh yes. You're wearing them." Beast Boy put the headband on Raven before she could utter another word. "And if you say anything else bad about me or attempt to take the bunny-ears off, I'll make you sing and dance to the little teapot song." This instantly shut-up the dark teen and she did the rest of her push-ups without another peep. Well, at least out loud.

Over in the other section of the room, Cyborg and Robin were still in an insult contest.

"—giant pink elephant!"

"Oh? Well nice choice in boxers. Never thought you were the type to go with hearts! Maybe you should go along with Starfire to the mall to go pick out frilly dresses and later swap cooking recipes!"

"Liking hearts does not make me girly! …And they were the only ones left in my size." Robin finished lamely. By now, he had wrapped himself up in his cape again.

"Ha, well—Hey, wait a sec, Rob. Why are we fighting? You didn't make me pink—"

"—And you didn't glue me to the ceiling. The one we should really be mad at is—"

"Beast Boy." they said in union, turning towards the green changeling whose attention was still focused on Raven.

"Truce?" Robin asked.

"Oh yeah. That little booger will regret the day he even thought about prankin' us."

"I do not mean to interrupt your conversation on the boogers, friends," Starfire said, coming over to the two. "but I wish to gather your thoughts on the topic of the pranks Beast Boy has put us through."

"You were pranked too, Star?" Robin asked.

"Yes friend Robin. Do you recall when we met up outside the doors early this morning? I had informed you then that my feet had felt unwell and I misinterpreted it as something your Earth culture does. But on further inspection, I realized that my boots had switched their placement of where they belong along with acquiring a small green hair belonging to our green teammate." Starfire held up the lone green hair between her forefinger and thumb. Cyborg didn't need to run a DNA scan on it to tell that it was Beast Boy's.

"I believe I would like to initiate the revenge on friend Beast Boy as you say." Starfire said, waiting for the others' reactions. Both male teens just smiled at her. Cyborg clapped one of his large hands on her shoulder.

"Star, I'm really beginning to like the way you think lately. What's gotten into you?" he asked.

"Nothing has 'gotten into' me as you say, friend Cyborg, but I have been observing how you both behave with friend Beast Boy, pulling the pranks on each other and I must admit that I have wished once or twice to join you in your 'childish antics' as friend Raven would put it."

"Star," Robin said. "You should've said something."

"I know, friend Robin. And that is what I am proceeding to do so now. So, shall we begin the revenge on friend Beast Boy or shall we not?" she questioned, a very small grin appearing on her face as she stuck out her hand in front of her. Robin and Cyborg looked at each other before grinning and planting their hands on top of hers.

"Let's do this." they said as one. Starfire giggled.

"Glorious! Then we must partake in the planning of the revenge."

"That sounds good and all," Cyborg said. "But I think we outta get away from ol' big ears first so he doesn't overhear what we're doin'." He made a gesture with his thumb towards where Beast Boy was making Raven chug an entire carton of soy milk and animatedly cheering her on.

"Woohoo! Go Rae!" Beast Boy yelled happily. "Finally you put your tea drinking skills to good use!" The rest of the team cringed as they watched their fellow teammate drink.

"Perhaps we should ask if friend Raven would like to join us in our planning, yes?" Starfire asked. Cyborg shook his head.

"You know B won't let her go away with us by herself." he said. "No, he's gonna make her stick by his side the entire day, makin' her do all sorts of things."

"Then we should put off the planning of the revenge until friend Raven is able to join us?" This time it was Robin who spoke.

"No Star. It has to be today. Beast Boy is distracted with Raven and we can escape without him becoming to suspicious."

"But wouldn't it look kinda suspicious if all three of us go out, angry at Beast Boy with revenge on our minds?" Cyborg asked. Robin thought a moment before replying.

"Then we'll just have to act as though we were still mad at each other. We could make it look like we both stormed out of the Tower, trying to get away from one another."

"And me?" Starfire asked. "I have displayed no acts of enragement towards either of you, nor you to I."

"Well you could act saddened at the fact that me and Rob are fightin'." Cyborg replied. "Then you could pretend to go to the mall to make yourself feel better."

"I believe I can 'act the part' as I have heard the television say." Starfire said. Robin grinned. "Great. Now—"

"Hey dudes." Beast Boy had finally noticed the tri-person group forming at the other side of the room and came over to inspect what was happening. Raven was sitting at the kitchen counter wiping the milk mustache off her upper lip. She was in the absolute worst mood. She glared at the cheerful daffodils that Starfire had picked earlier this week; they instantly wilted.

"So what's with the team meeting over here?" Beast Boy asked, suspiciously, eyeing the team members one at a time.

"Oh, friend Beast Boy." Starfire said, a bit nervously. "I have gathered both friend Cyborg and Robin together in hopes that I could…pacify their quarreling. Seeing both my friends arguing with each other has most upset me." Starfire raised an arm to her forehead like she had seen so many times in dramatic movies. Both Robin and Cyborg were struggling to keep straight faces. Cyborg was the first to manage to pull himself together.

"Yeah, but it's not workin'!" he yelled. "I'm so angry at Robin that I can't even bare to be in his presence! I'm leavin'!" And with that said, Cyborg stormed out of the living room. About half a second later, he reappeared.

"But first I'm gonna get myself some breakfast and then I'm so outta here." The half-robot went into the kitchen in search of breakfast. They could all hear the refrigerator open and then a moment of silence before—

"WHERE'S ALL THE MEAT?!" Beast Boy snickered.

"All your murder meat is gone Cy. Today is tofu and tofu only." Cyborg stomped over to Beast Boy and grabbed him by his collar.

"Why you little—"

"Pardon me, friends," Starfire said, holding up a box that reeked of meat. "But I believe I have found the meat." Instantly Cyborg grabbed the box from Starfire and hugged it as if it was his own child. Beast Boy fumed.

"Dude! You're not supposed to find that!" He pointed an accusing finger at Starfire.

"I am sorry friend, but the box was merely placed in the living quarters under a thin sheet with a label on top reading 'not meat'. I did not know it was not to be found." Instead of yelling at Starfire this time, Beast Boy turned his attention to Raven.

"Raven! I thought I told you to hide the meat!" he yelled at her. She folded her arms across her chest and smirked.

"You told me to hide the meat; you didn't tell me to hide it well." Ah, the power of loopholes.

Beast Boy stood there speechless, his expression frozen and limply hanging in the air. Almost instantaneously he pulled himself together and turned red.

"THAT'S IT! NOW YOU'RE GOING TO GET THE MOST HARSHEST PUNISHMENT EVER!" he yelled. Cyborg stood next to Raven munching on his meat-lover's sandwich. Robin and Starfire just stood behind Beast Boy and watched.

"And that would be?" Raven asked, her smirk slightly leaving her face. An evil grin spread across Beast Boy's face as he pulled out a maid's outfit from no where.

"You get to clean my room."

Buh, buh, buuuh! Poor Raven.

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