I have been waiting to write this chappie since day one. It's a pointless filler chapter and is just so funny! Or at least I hope it is.

Anyway I've almost hit 90 reviews!! I'm so happy! But what I'm not happy about is the lack of people who knew the answer to my question!

The car is a 1961 Ferrari 250 GT California and its from FERRIS BUELLER'S DAY OFF!! (which is now mentioned in the story itself) Am I the ONLY one whose ever seen that movie!? The only person who even tried to answer was Samuraigur1213, who has won the contest!

SAT: Em, yer in the story, Congratulations! (Confetti falls from ceiling) So, while I work on your part in this story, can you help me clean this up?

Em: Uhhh…

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Disclaimer: I don't own Air Hockey (but I love the game). I don't own Spiderman (though I wish I did, Tobey's CUTE!) I don't own Puss in Boots' "Big Eyes" trick, but I want a poster of it. And I don't own Teen Titans. If I did, I would have changed the movie only slightly. Robin and Starfire would have had a romantic scene in the Sakura (cherry trees, when Robin was rowing them around) and at the end their would have been a picture montage of the Titan's vacation (preferably one with Raven hurting Beast Boy again, that part cracked me up!)

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Visitors Chp 9

One month later...

Richard opened his eyes and looked at his clock, 6:59. Hey, I woke up before the alarm-

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Ugh, never mind. He got out of bed and touched his toes, already in a good mood this early. (A/N: Weirdo)

After a week, the unknown emergency in Starfire's life had been sorted out, and she had been able to go home, but for some reason, she insisted on staying at the Wayne house, much to Richard's delight and Bruce's dismay. But some more flattering talk sorted that out. But it didn't take much. Secretly, Richard thought that Bruce had wanted Star to say. She had been the epitome of the perfect houseguest. Besides, it really it was impossible not to like her happy disposition.

So she had been there for over a month now, and Richard couldn't be happier. He still didn't know why she had wanted to stay, or why she had to leave her home in the first place, but he didn't really care much. She'll tell him when she's ready. Or she'll tell Robin. But he really hoped it would be the former.

Anyway, in the month she had been there, all the Titans had gotten together to decorate yet another room. Her walls were painted a royal purple with Tamaranian symbols for "Love, Peace, Friendship, and Happiness" on each wall in blood red.Her bed was circular with pink sheets, and she had various pictures and knickknacks from both Tamaran and America scattered around the area. Basically-

"EEEEEAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!"

Richard jerked up and nearly fell, "Starfire!"Without another thought, he ran down the stairs three at a time towards the foyer, where the scream came from. As he ran, he heard another scream, though it was muffled. He turned the corner and flew into the entryway in a fighting stance, ready for anything… except what he actually saw.

Starfire and some girl he didn't know were simultaneously hugging, jumping up and down, and screaming. Another girl to the side watched the pair in a mixture of annoyance and amusement, although he wouldn't have seen the last part at all if he hadn't known Raven and learned how to spot emotion in monotone people.

Starfire let go of the girl and Richard realized that the two visitors were twins. They both had honey brown hair, gray eyes, and their features were the same, but that's where the similarities ended.

The girl whom Star had been hugging had dyed the two bangs that reached her chin and the last two inches of her hair a pale ice blue, which seemed to make her eyes seem a little brighter, silvery gray. Her outfit consisted of khaki jeans with flowers embroidered up one leg, blue converse that matched her hair, and a dark pink tank top.

Her sister, on the other hand, who only had one bang dyed a dark blue, almost black, therefore giving her eyes a dark, thundercloud like color, was a completely different story. Her shirt was a dark green and had the words, "I'm not anti-social, I just hate you" in white. She was wearing black baggy jeans that completely covered her shoes and had several black plastic bracelets on her arms.

Star, arms outstretched, turned to this girl, who instantly raised her hand and fixed a stern expression. "What did I tell you about hugging?"

Starfire lowered her arms in disappointment, "Don't do it," she recited, then held out her hand.

The girl shook it, "Its nice to see you again Flame. So, is Richard going to introduce himself or is he just going to stand there?"

All attention turned to the confused young man, who promptly began blushing slightly. He suddenly realized how ridiculous he must look, fists doubled up, hair a mess, red drawstring sweats, and no shirt.

The girl who had been hugging Star smiled dazedly as she looked him up and down, "Flame said you were cute, but dayem! She didn't cover even half of it!"

Richard honestly couldn't tell who was more embarrassed at the moment. Was it Star, who just unintentionally had her thoughts on Richard's appearance uncovered (and speaking of uncovered, his rather impressive chest only further flustered her)? Or was it Richard, who just discovered the opinion and had been jumping for joy on hearing it? Maybe it was the other girl, who was experiencing empathic embarrassment for the other two. Hard to say, but the silence that passed was definitely awkward.

Finally, the first girl broke the tension and held out her hand, "I'm sorry, I haven't even introduced myself yet. I'm Pam, and this is my sister Rebecca."

Richard's eyes opened wide, "The Pam and Rebecca? The ones Star's always talking about?"

Rebecca had a mock-flattered expression, "We get a 'the'? Wow, never knew Flame liked us so much," she deadpanned.

"Why do you call Star 'Flame'?"

She scoffed, "Have you seen her hair? I should be asking you why you call her 'Star'."

"Have you seen her eyes?" he retorted. Rebecca smirked, Starfire's jaw fell before she turned red, and Pam's eyes widened as she pressed her hand over her mouth and began to shake and cough oddly.

At first, Richard was concerned, and then he knew: she was laughing, and for good reason. He mentally replayed what he just said, and now his face matched his sweatpants. "How do you do that?" he demanded, of the gothic girl, eyes narrowing.

"It's a gift," she answered, still smirking, unsympathetic to his plight.

Pam, however, was a little more caring, "So when do we get to meet the Titans? And what're we going to do after that?"

"Huh?" was the oh so intelligent answer.

"Flame's told us all about your friends, and I thought it'd be fun to go do something today. I did not travel to California just to sit around."

Star (or Flame), eager to draw attention from what had just happened and her bright red face, started pushing Pam from the room, asking about "what was up in Gotham" as they went. Rebecca, however, remained behind, much to Richard's dismay. "So Robin," she asked as he watched Star go, "How long have you loved her?"

"Since I met her," he replied in a voice laden with despair and adoration. Wait. WAIT!! SHE JUST GOT HIM TO ADMIT THAT HE LOVED STARFIRE AND SHE CALLED HIM ROBIN!!

Despite the million thoughts and emotions going a mile a minute in his head, his voice was deceptively calm, "Wait, did you just call me Robin? My name's Richard."

She rolled her eyes, "Don't even try, Boy Blunder, I know its you. But you didn't try to deny your feelings for Flame…interesting."

Richard didn't quite know what to say, "H-how, wha-"

"Like I said," she answered smugly, "It's a gift. But don't worry, I know about Flame too, so your secret's safe with me. I just figured that you should know that I know." She walked out of the room to join her sister and friend.

Richard stood there a while before declaring, "THIS IS A SERIOUSLY WEIRD DAY!"

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Richard repeated this mentally as the twins met the Titans at the mall.

Most of his attention was on Rebecca, but he still was going to keep an eye on her sister. For all he knew, she might "have a gift" too.

"Hey all!" exclaimed Pam cheerfully, "Flame's told me all about you so let me guess: Raven, Vic, Terra, Karen, Alan, Jin, Wally, and Gar." She pointed to each Titan as she stated their name

Richard noticed how she had stressed Alan and Wally's names and inwardly chuckled. The two (clearly irked) gothic females would no doubt set her straight in nothing flat, and he was looking forward to the show. Then Rebecca spoke up, cutting off his chuckle.

"I'm Rebecca, call me anything different and I'll cut out your tongue."

The Titans seemed unfazed by the threat, being so used to Raven and her complete disgust for the nickname "Rae", and welcomed the two girls warmly. If these two were so high in Star's book, they were bound to be great people.

"So," said Gar once the introductions were over, "I'm gonna head over to the arcade. Who wants to come?"

All of the boys, Terra, and Pam immediately agreed to go, Star was going because Richard and Pam were going, and Jin and Bee decided to join because they had nothing better to do. But Rebecca and Raven stayed silent.

"What about you Becca? You and Rae gonna go and watch the masters play?" he smirked at his rhyme.

Purple met Gray in a brief exchange, and with a tiny nod, both girls stepped forward and kicked both of Gar's shins.

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As could be expected, the two went to the bookstore, while the others carried whimpering Gar to the arcade. But he quickly forgot his injury in favor of the games, five of which he tried to play at once and only succeeded in losing several quarters.

In the meantime, Richard was playing the only game he liked: Air Hockey, and was challenging any and every person to a game. However, the Titans, even Starfire, who were very well aware of his abilities, all declined without exception and contented themselves with playing their own games and watching Richard methodically beat every unwise person who dared oppose him.

He smirked as he hit the puck and sent it flying at an unbelievable speed into his opposer-a fat guy with long orange hair and a Clash of the Planets shirt's goal, winning the game. He stared at Richard who easily spun the puck basketball style on his finger as he said coolly, "Want a rematch?"

The guy finally found his voice, "I would have won, but the way you play is…stupid!" He pulled down his eyelid and stuck out his tongue, "I don't wanna play with you anymore," he declared, voice cracking before running away, but not fast enough for his sniffles to go unnoticed.

The Titans cracked up as soon as he left. "And I thought Gar was a pathetically sore loser!" chuckled Alan.

"Ha ha, yeah you said-HEY!" This caused even more laughter.

Richard shrugged off the guy's reaction in smug nonchalance, "Its OK, I guess I'm just…invincible!" But Star made eye contact with Pam and nodded slightly, a strange smile tugging at her mouth.

"Are you so sure about that?" said she, voice and silver eyes filled with challenge and confidence.

Well Richard, cocky and competitive with everyone except for Star, made a prompt reply, "Yes I am. Why?" His eyebrow raised and his voice lowered with equal challenge and confidence, "Do you wanna prove me wrong?"

Starfire began to feel unreasonably jealous. While Competitive Richard was unbelievably infuriatingly cocky, he was also one of Richard's sexier sides. His voice became deep and velvety smooth, while his eyes both teased and called to you, to the point of near drowning in their blue depths. And that elegant and arrogant eyebrow coupled with that leisurely half-smile…it was all Starfire could do not to scream in frustration and want for those eyes to be looking at her, for that low, intimate, sensual voice to speak only to her.

Naturally Pam, being a normal girl, just about melted into a puddle at Richard's feet, but she managed to remember that this was Flame's man and therefore composed herself. "Yes I do," she replied stoutly, although her voice trembled a bit. No wonder Flame's head over heels for this guy. She thought, He. Is. FINE!

A few minutes later, Richard realized that Pam did have a "gift," INHUMANLY FAST REFLEXES AND A SMUG COMPETITIVENESS! Was this what his opponents went through when he taunted them? Those poor souls…he should do it more often. He grinned, but it disappeared when he felt the puck squeeze past his paddle and into his goal. He fought the urge to curse aloud, knowing how much Star hated vulgar language.

Victor took it upon himself to be the official announcer, "And in a particularly fast move, Pam managed to catch Grayson off-guard long enough to score another point and tie the game!" The other Titans began to cheer fakely, "The only question is…WHO'S GONNA WIN THE WHOLE THING?!" More fake cheering ensued.

He was trying every serve, spike, and trick he knew. But apparently, Pam was well aware of these moves and parried them in seemingly effortless grace, although a bead of sweat was forming at her temple. Richard's irritation at being matched at his favorite game was beginning to show, particularly when he whacked the puck clear off the table and on a beeline for Gar. But as stated before, since Gar was used to being a target, he dodged it in a rather Spiderman-like fashion.

While Terra went to retrieve the puck, Pam spoke up, "You're really good at this." she complimented.

"Thanks, so are you," replied Richard, somewhat begrudgingly.

"Of course," she added nonchalantly, "I would expect nothing less of the Boy Wonder." Richard sent a prayer of thanks that he wore his sunglasses when he played Air Hockey, because he was sure that his eyes were bugging out of his head to the point of falling out and rolling across the table. Pam giggled at his shock, "Twin thing."

"SO, AFTER A SMALL INTERRUPTION WE RETURN BACK TO THE GAME!" Good old Vic, always knows just how to snap a mood.

Richard looked at his opponent in a new light. She may appear to be harmless, but she was truly a force to be reckoned with. He wouldn't underestimate her again.

But that didn't help the fact that she still beat him.

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After they returned from the mall, everyone had trooped into the Wayne House, much to Alfred's annoyance and somewhat amusement. Richard, Gar, Vic, Wally, and Alan immediately started a five-way game of Mega-Monkeys 5, Terra, Star, Pam, and Bee watched and cheered them on or talked amongst themselves, and Jin, Rachel, and Rebecca…did whatever it is that Goths do.

After several rounds of video games, Richard excused himself and sat on the couch to watch. He didn't notice Starfire sitting next to him until she spoke.

"Yeah Star?"

"Um, Pam and the other girls were wondering if we could have a party of slumber."

He stared at her for a bit in confusion, "Oh, you mean a slumber party, sure, why not?" He saw Star biting her lip and twiddling her fingers and he sighed inwardly. "There's more to it isn't there?"

"Well…they-we wish that the party could possibly be just for the girls here?"

His eyes narrowed a bit as he cocked his eyebrow, "You're telling us guys to get out." He stated flatly.

"Well, I-yes."

He sighed in annoyance, if this girl thought she could get him to do whatever she wanted just by asking, she had another think coming. "Star-"

He was cut off, as her eyes seemed to grow big and slightly resemble Puss in Boots' "Big Eyes" impression," Please, I have never had a party of slumber and it sounds like a joyous activity."

Well, technically, she wasn't asking, "S-sure."

Her face lit up, "Thank you Richard!" she leaned forward and gave him a light kiss on the cheek before going to tell the other girls the news.

Richard touched his cheek, suddenly feeling déjà vu. Loud snickering cleared his daze. He looked over to see the male Titans grinning at him. "What?" He snapped, trying to hide the treacherous blush he knew was on his face.

"You've got it bad, man."

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Over at Gar's house, Vic picked up the ringing phone, "Yellow?" His eyes widened as he listened to what the person said. "Wait, can you say that again?" The person on the other line did so, and his face split into a huge grin. "Sure, I'll get him." He pulled the phone from his ear and bellowed, "GAR! GET YER BUTT DOWN HERE, SOMEONE ON THE PHONE FOR YA!"

He heard the green-haired boy's approaching footsteps and discreetly turned on the speakerphone. Gar took the receiver, "Talk to me," he said cheerfully, not noticing that Vic was trying to quiet the other boys.

A woman with a slight Mexican accent answered, "Yes, is this Garfield Logan?"

"Sure is," he replied, "What can I do for you?"

"Mr. Logan, I'm Maria from 'Erotic Dreams' and am happy to inform you that your order of crotchless panties have arrived."

Gar was suddenly aware that the phone was on speaker and the hush behind him. He turned to see his horrified guy-friends and panicked, "WHAT?!"

"The panties you ordered have come in sir. When do you want me to deliver them?" All of the boys-except Gar, of course-burst into laughter.

"I DIDN'T ORDER ANY PANTIES!" he screamed, now turning red as he tried to turn off the speaker.

"Uh, yes you did sir, and as I recall," her voice became slightly disgusted, "You told me that you ordered them specifically for your girlfriend's website."

"DUDE!" screamed Alan, "THAT'S JUST WRONG MAN! You know Terra would never go for that!"

"I KNOW!" screamed back Gar in protest, "But I'm tellin you," he spoke directly into the phone, "I DON'T WANT NO CROTCHLESS PANTIES!"

"Sir, if you hadn't wanted those panties, why did you ask me to make an order for them?"

"I didn't make an order for them! Don't deliver those undies!" Richard couldn't remember laughing so hard in his life.

"Yes you-wait. Are there other people there sir?"

"Yeah," confirmed Gar miserably, wondering where this is going.

"Oh, I'm so sorry sir, I just realized that I have the wrong number!" Then her voice lowered, but with the phone on speaker, everyone could still hear it, "I'll have them delivered on Thursday at 3:00. Good night, Mr. Logan."

Garfield stared in shock as the line went dead.

"Undies?" repeated Wally shakily, before falling over in more laughter.

Gar looked heavenward, "Oh dear God in heaven."

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She pressed "End" on her cell phone and looked up, "Clear." The girls exploded with the hysterics they had been holding in.

"Y-you Reb-b-becca" gasped Terra, "Are. Evil! T-teach me. PLEASE!"

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Gar's head shot up from his hands and gasped, "Dudes!" he was greeted with glares

"Yes pervert?"

"IM NOT A PERVERT!"

"Gar," said Wally in disgust, "That's the pervert motto! Raise your right hand, put your left hand down you pants and repeat that!"

Gar stared at him for a second. "OK, ignoring the total grossness of that statement. Listen, I think I know why I got that call!" They exchanged skeptical looks. "Seriously! I bet the girls prank called me!" His friends' skepticism disappeared.

"That is possible," admitted Alan, "those girls are evil."

Gar was mad, "OH, they are SO gonna PAY!" He nearly jerked the phone from the wall. "I guess they didn't bet on me having Caller ID! I'll bet it says Wayne House!" he looked at the screen and his brow furrowed.

"Does it?"

"No, it just says 'Out of Area'. OH! They called from a cell phone! Oh they're good, but I'm better!"

He swiftly dialed the number and put the phone on speaker. "Hey guys, shh! I'm gonna pretend that I don't know that it's a prank. That way I'll turn the joke on them." He got ready as he heard a phone being picked up.

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"Oh my gosh, he's calling us back!" screamed Jin.

"Whadda we do!" panicked Bee.

"Calm down," assured Pam, "We have it covered." She picked up the phone and deepened her voice. "Good Evening, 'Erotic Dreams' where we make your dreams, come true. This is Lindsey, how may I help you?"

Obviously, Gar didn't expect the girls to have a back up plan, "Uh, yes, I got a call earlier from Maria and she said that I made an order for crotchless undies-" Someone cracked up in the background.

Jin grinned, "Wally" she mouthed, and the girls buried their giggles into their pillows.

"SHUT UP MAN! Anyway, I didn't order no panties! DUDE IF YOU CALL ME A PERVERT ONE MORE TIME…"

"I'm so sorry sir," apologized "Lindsey," "I'll have this cleared up in no time. What did you say your name was?"

"Logan."

"OK Mr. Logan, I'm so-wait. Logan as in Garfield Logan?"

"Yes."

"YOU'RE THE PERVERT WHO KEEPS CALLING ME AND ASKING ME WHAT IM WEARING!! I TOLD YOU: 'IF YOU CALL AGAIN, I'm GETTING A RESTRANING ORDER!!"

The rest of the girls were nearly ripping their pillows apart by now, and Star was getting pretty close.

There was a girlish scream uttered by Gar and screams of "PERVERT!!" by the other guys before the line went dead.

"We need to have you over more often," decided Raven.

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"Place your right hand on the book." Instructed Richard solemnly.

Garfield dutifully did as he was told.

"Now, do you swear on the Bible that will tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth so help you God?"

"I swear."

"Have you ever called that lingerie store before?"

"No."

"Have you ever called a lingerie store for naughty clothes for Terra?" Vic chuckled, but stopped on seeing Gar's scathing glare.

"No."

"Have you ever cheated on Terra?"

"No."

"Have you ever called another woman and sexually harassed her?"

"Do prank calls count?" Richard popped his head. "OW! NO DUDE!"

"Have you ever had fantasies about Terra in crotchless panties?"

"N-before today? OW!"

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