First a little note to the reviewer "A. N. O'nymous" (and you don't have to be anonymous, I don't bite) who said: "You called Hannah Sarah again!"… well… That's because Sarah is her name, Sarah Nicholls, first appearance; "Getaway". I HAVE incorrectly, called her Hannah, before though, at least twice... I don't know why... But Sarah is the right name. If you find any drabble where she is called Hanna, please let me know! Treasure-hunt!
Thursday 9 December
Merry Christmas MewMew2!
I was HOPING (or should that be hopping?) to get a chance to write this universe again… and now I have someone to blame! Yaaay! Very strange prompt, though… -lol- but I'll work it in!
Genre: silly crack!
Universe: Hop-hop-hop! (you should read drabble 82 and 85 of "Delightful drabbles" before this).
Yes…
The Bunnies are Back!
Robin groaned as he arched under Slade's body, each thrust-
-cough- Sorry… It's me, Wynja. I never usually cut into stories like this, but I really have to, this time... You see, there has been a time-line mishap, and it's all HIS FAULT! –points at Beast Boy-
Beast Boy: What? Me? What did I do?
You had to twiddle with the damn Time Vortex-thingy!
Beast Boy: I did?
Yes! That's why, in the last drabble, you guys were on the beach in the middle of summer and now, the day after the last drabble ended, it's Christmas-time!
Beast Boy: Errr… Okay… You're sure this has nothing to do with you wanting someone to blame for messing with the story-line continuum?
No. Not at all. And you don't know words that big.
Beast Boy: Sheesh! Excuse ME… I'm damn tired of being written off as the team's airhead, that's Starfire's job!
Oh. Sorry. I'm sure you're really smart and stuff. But… pleeeeeease bail me out here?
Beast Boy: -sigh- Okay. My fault. Now get on with it. I think Robin and Slade were doing something nasty… I'll be in the kitchen.
Thanks honey! There will be pizza waiting for you! Okay, everybody, sorry about that… let's get on with the story…
Robin groaned as he arched under Slade's body, each thrust electing another moan of pure pleasure. His arms clung around the man's neck, one of his hands running through thick white hair, brushing against a long soft ear, which twitched-
"What the fuck?"
"Yes, I'm trying." Slade muttered, a bit hurt that Robin seemed to be confused about what was going on.
"No, I mean… Your ears… they are back!"
"So are yours." Slade said, not missing a beat. "May I finish here, or do you want to rush out into the kitchen in panic right now?"
"Finish." Robin muttered.
"Good. Because I wasn't going to stop." Slade let him know.
Robin rushed out into the kitchen in panic.
"We turned back!"
"Obviously." Raven muttered, and moved away slightly. The recent events had not helped her bunny-aversion.
"Hey, what do ya mean 'we'?" Cyborg asked. "Did Slade call … or… something…"
The rest of the Titan's followed Cyborg's line of vision.
"Put some pants on, dude!" Beast Boy, who was sitting by the counter, eating a pizza, though it was morning, groaned.
"Sorry. Forgot." Slade said and turned around. "What's with the Christmas-decorations?"
"Oh, that's my fault." Beast Boy said dryly. "I twiddled with some Time Vortex-thingy. Apparently." he added and glared at the author, who nodded approvingly and made the pizza larger.
The rest of the Titans merely shrugged. Weirder things happened every day.
"So what went wrong?" Robin asked as they were all gathered in the sofa a while later. Slade now updated with trousers, to the girls disappointment.
"Well, magic can be a bit unstable, especially for around twenty-four hours after a spell has been cast or reversed." Raven lectured. "It's like a stream… or a canal… or something…"
"It contains water?" Slade asked dryly.
"Shut up bunny-boy!" Raven growled. "We tried to help you, both of you, and now-"
"Yes, yes, we're sorry, Raven!" Robin said, his ears flat against his head while Slade started to tap his foot loudly against the floor in agitation. "Please try to explain?"
"I apologize. I did drain a lot of my powers while trying figure this out, remember? I'm somewhat tired." Raven sighed. "Simply spoken, magic creates a channel. Traces of this channel remain for a while after a spell has been cast, which means it's easier to cast another one just like it, or reverse it, something which comes in handy in battle. Unfortunately that means that significant bursts of any type of energy connected to this channel might recreate or cancel out the spell. I'm guessing that, last night, some powerful energy outbursts were created between you two. And I'm not just saying this because Robin has the bed-head of the century."
"You guys fucked yourself back into bunnies?" Cyborg gaped. "Wicked!"
"Yes. That almost makes sense. Not far-fetched or forced at all." Beast Boy said ironically and smirked at the author. The left-over pizza suddenly had salami on it.
"It probably helped that you two wanted this. You wanted to be together, so subconsciously, you wanted to be bunnies." Raven said accusingly.
Robin and Slade glanced at each other.
"Well… who wouldn't want to fuck him?" Slade shrugged.
"Likewise." Robin added and nudged the man with his head.
"Wanna…?"
"Maaaaybe…"
"Go. Maybe you can hump each other back to normal again…" Raven muttered and waved them off.
Amazingly enough it worked. When the two males returned to the group twenty minutes later the ears and fluffy tails were gone.
There was a small celebration, involving Slade and Robin emptying the fridge of meat-products and devouring them.
"I'll never eat another carrot again!" Robin declared.
Finally Slade stood up.
"Well, Titans… it's been… unreal. I'll leave now before my reputation is completely destroyed."
"I'll help you pack." Robin offered and the two disappeared down the hall.
Two minutes later Cyborg suddenly looked up at the others.
"Wait a minute… pack what?"
Two rather ashamed bunnies reappeared after a little while.
"You know what?" Beast Boy smirked. "I think I'm starting to like this plot."
"Shut up and go buy some salad." Robin growled in a scary bunny-way.
"So you do the humping and get the ears and you do the humping again and lose them?" Starfire said, staring at them both and looking like she wanted to bring them to her home planet and put them in a zoo.
"Pretty much, yes." Robin muttered, trying to scratch his ear with his foot. As he was very limber, he succeeded.
"Then do it again and then stop." Raven said. "Easy!"
"Yeah…" Robin mumbled and glared at Slade.
"Don't wanna." the man declared.
"What he said…" Robin nodded and shuffled closer to Slade for protection.
"Wait… wait… you don't want to have sex or you don't want to stop having sex?" Beast Boy asked.
"Don't wanna stop." Slade muttered sullenly. "We had a burrow and everything." he added, remembering the beach.
"Yeah, and we've just finished marking my room." Robin nodded.
"Please…? How?" Starfire asked the question the rest of them were too afraid to ask.
"Like this." Robin said and rubbed his chin against Slade. "Mmm… you're mine…"
Slade nibbled at Robin's neck in turn, until they noticed the team staring at them and stopped.
Slade seemed to pull himself together.
"Besides, what's the guarantee that this won't happen again, even if we had different partners?" he asked and then glared at Beast Boy who had started snickering.
"Well, I don't think-" Raven started, but then the alarm went off.
"The H.I.V.E!" Cyborg reported.
"Titans GO!" Robin yelled. "And take the stairs! Slade! In the elevator, now!"
"I'm not going to help-" Slade objected.
"-stairs?" Cyborg protested at the same time.
"Have Starfire carry you, Cy!" Robin ordered. "And Slade, you're not coming with us, but I'm not gonna go out there a bunny. GO!"
Slade followed, leaving the team a bit behind, staring at each other.
"What… they are going to…? In the elevator?" Beast Boy looked stunned.
"I have no problem with the stairs any more…" Cyborg declared and took off.
They had only been back at the Tower for an hour when the rabbit-ears appeared again.
"How can you keep going?" Cyborg exclaimed, a bit ruffled as it was him that had walked in on them in the gym. "I mean... wouldn't there be… chafing…?"
"One would imagine that both of you…" Starfire added curiously.
"Not even sore." Robin smirked.
"Could get hard in a second." Slade admitted, leering a bit at Robin.
"Wanna…?"
"No, not now!" Raven said. "You two are going to go into the den and clean up! There's salad-leafs everywhere!"
"Yeah, you should team up and call yourselves Slobin." Beast Boy grinned, happy that it wasn't his mess for once.
"Just go. And those ears better be there when I see you again!" Raven growled.
"Guess we just have to do it twice then…" Slade shrugged. "I could live with that."
"No sex or I'm calling Batman!" the half-demon's eyes glowed white. If it was the look or the threat that did it was hard to tell, but the bunnies raced off, tails puffier than ever.
"Rae… let's just get through Christmas and we'll figure something out." Cyborg said sometime later as the bunnies had been busy cleaning behind the sofa for a suspiciously long time.
"Can we have rabbit instead of turkey?" the witch growled, but then sighed. "Okay… I mean… I guess we should be happy for them?"
"Maybe if they were normal…" Cyborg snorted. "But they way they are acting… I slipped in something before and I don't think it was milk."
"Ew."
"Damn right."
"I don't know why, Star, I just want to!" Robin sighed.
"Yes Robin." the redhead answered and frowned a little. "But surely… all of the day?"
"Yes! Well… mostly. I see him, I wanna fuck him, if he touches me, I wanna fuck him, if he looks at me, I-"
"Yes, my friend, I have acquired the image." the alien stopped him. "Actually I have it also on my phone…"
"Sorry about your bed…"
"That was troublesome but you did buy me a new." Starfire nodded.
"I don't even remember us taking the wrong door…" Robin shrugged, feeling uncomfortable, he didn't have long ears at the moment, but if he did they would have been drooping.
"No need for the gloom!" Starfire tried to brighten things up. "It is soon the time of holiday!"
"Yeah… I guess…" Robin sighed. "Listen, I'm going to slip away to do some shopping while I'm not in bunny-mode, okay? I still have a few Christmas-presents to go."
Starfire smiled and nodded. She thought it was very sweet of her leader to think of them, even with everything that was going on, but, then again, Robin always would… maybe it was time for them to think of him?
"Robin, stop chewing on the tree, man! And Slade, come on, it was just a Christmas cracker, no one's hunting you, so come out from under the rug… it's not like we all can't see you anyway…" Cyborg sighed. He had really had to shoulder the role as the adult now, full time, and he didn't like it. Not even the Christmas-CD playing in the background soothed him.
"Just take them to a room for a while…" Raven suggested. "They act much more normal when they aren't bunnies."
Robin, chewing on some fir needles thought this was a good idea, if only because it involved him having sex with Slade, but since the white-eared bunny wouldn't come out from under the large rug, Robin joined him.
"Hi guys!" Beast Boy called cheerily as he came into the room ladled with bags. "Last of the shopping's done. Got extra carrots. Why is that huge lump in the rug moving like that?"
"Guess." Raven muttered and turned away.
"Oh. So are they going to be bunnied or de-bunnied?" the changeling asked offhandedly.
"De-bunnied."
"Okay… think they will stay like that all through Christmas Eve dinner tonight?"
"Wouldn't bet on it." Cyborg said.
"No. But I'd love to bet against it." Raven smirked.
"No betting on us having sex." Robin snorted behind them, crawling out from under the rug, hiking up his pant's like this was something that happened every day. Well… lately, it was.
"Could someone turn off that annoying music?" Slade growled, following after Robin and strangely cranky for someone who had just gotten laid.
"Yeah, Slade doesn't need carols, he's got jingle bells in his pants!" Beast Boy grinned like a maniac.
"And no more damn Christmas-crackers!" Slade threatened them, his eye narrowed in the direction of the vegetarian. "Where did those come from, anyway?"
"Alfred sent them… He always gets extra British around this time of year. I swear even his accent gets more pronounced." Robin explained.
"Well… All right… traditions and all… touch them and die." Slade stated.
"Things are getting dangerous here… I'll be in the garage for a while." Cyborg told them and headed towards the elevator.
"Talking about traditions which usually do not involve death…" Raven said, "...we're having dinner in an hour. Be there. No long ears."
"Aw, but the carrots!" Beast Boy complained. "I bought extra!"
"There's always tomorrow." Raven told him sternly.
"We'll be good." Robin promised. "Where's Star, by the way?"
"Busy with Christmas secrets." Raven told him.
"So… no Tamaranian dishes for Christmas?" Robin asked.
"It's sad, isn't it?" Raven gave a little smirk.
"Looks like we actually might get out of this dinner alive then…" Robin grinned back.
"Yes…" Beast Boy smirked. "Nothing's gonna slither off the plate and scare poor little bunny-Slade…."
The attack was immediate, and, as a green bird tried to get away, squawking, feathers flying everywhere, Robin snorted.
"Well… if all of us survive until dinner that is…"
"Robin, I never thought I would say this, but I take back what I said before … go fuck Slade. Just make sure to do it twice." Raven groaned.
"Not sure I could get his attention right now… he's pretty intent on killing BB." Robin admitted and watched the hunt across the common room with some interest.
"Oops." Raven said and pushed one of the napkins she had been folding off the counter. Could you pick that up for me, Robin?"
"Sure." The hero said and bent over. He then let out a rather bird-like squawk himself, as he was suddenly lifted and swung over Slade's shoulder.
"We'll be back." the man declared. "You'll die later." he added, pointing at a panting Beast Boy.
"Amazing." the green teen said as he walked up to his team mate. "He actually spotted Robin's ass like that across the room."
"Yup." The smugness in the young woman's face was obvious.
"Thank you." Beast Boy grinned and then added: "Maybe I could reward you with a kiss…?"
"Sorry. I don't kiss dead men." Raven told him
"But you saved my life!" Beast Boy objected.
"Yes. For about ten minutes. They'll be back any time."
"Oh."
"I would run." Raven suggested.
"Right."
"Now."
"Yes…"
"You are wondering if missing dinner or dying is worse, aren't you?" Raven sighed.
"Yeah…" Beast Boy scratched the back of his head sheepishly.
"All right. We'll save you again. Somehow. But they will not be having sex on the table… you're not worth that much." the empath muttered.
Somehow all of them survived, and the next morning they were sitting around the tree opening presents. Robin and Slade had made a nest in a huge paper box which had contained a brand new flat screen TV and movie-system; Robin's gift to his team for being a pain in the ass… or letting Slade be… At the moment they were de-bunnied, however, and pretend that they had never set foot in any box, and had no idea how the bedding of wrapping paper had appeared in it either. Some of their presents, like two toy-bunnies, one black and one white, were also safely tucked away in there for now, along with a gift-certificate for a year's supply of carrots and salad at a local market.
When all the ordinary presents were opened, Cyborg cleared his throat.
"Okay guys… Slade… Robin… the last few weeks have been… Well... interesting. But we all talked about it and have come to an agreement… Star?"
The princess blushed in excitement and withdrew something she had been hiding, before flying over to the couple.
"I have recently discovered the earthly tradition of the card!" she declared proudly. "They are for all of the occasions, yes? Although sadly I have failed at the task of securing a card for this event, although I did ask many dealers… but I manufactured one instead!" the redhead handed over a card so heavy with glitter and bows and other crap stuck on it that Robin almost dropped it.
The pair opened it. Robin understood that even Hallmark might have had trouble supplying this kind of greeting.
"'You are sex-crazed bunnies, but that's okay'?" Slade read aloud, like he wanted to check with Robin if he was actually seeing the same letters.
"Oh… I… thanks…" Robin grinned a bit insecurely.
"What we really wanted to say…" Cyborg said and glanced at Starfire, "is that we get it. You want to be together, and we're gonna support it. This bunny-thing… well, we'll work around it, we have so far… so don't feel bad about it. You're a couple. We'll even tell Batman so if you want."
"Hey, no one said anything about the Bat!" Beast Boy objected, his face a slightly paler green than usual.
"You… you mean it? Really?"
"Yeah. I mean we've seen how you get along, fluffy tails or not. And, sure, Slade occasionally tries to kill some of us, but so do you once in a while so…" Cyborg shrugged.
"What? I do not!" Robin objected.
"Oh... yeah... you call it 'obstacle course." the other teen grinned. "It's we who call it 'attempted murder'."
"Just wait. I'm gonna be a serial-killer soon…" Robin warned him with a grin.
"I knew you'd come around." Slade smirked proudly, getting a bird-glare in reply.
Soon, after thanking the whole team properly, something even Slade did by officially forgiving Beast Boy for his latest stunt, the pair walked off.
Half an hour later they were snuggling. Robin smiled up at Slade and then blinked.
"Err… how many times did we do it?"
"Only once, I'm afraid… we took it slowly." Slade said. "Why? Disappointed?"
"No… but tail-less!" Robin grinned. "We didn't turn this time!"
"I think you're right…" Slade said, nonplussed.
"Does this mean the spell is broken?" Robin said.
"Maybe…" the man frowned thoughtfully.
"But how?"
"Perhaps… and I'm not good at guessing when it comes to emotional mush, really, but perhaps by gaining the teams 'blessing' as it were…" Slade started, "we are no longer afraid of being forced apart if we become normal again."
"Yes… they pretty much told us that they are okay with it no matter what, right…? So what you are saying is that we subconsciously perhaps wished to remain bunnies just to be able to-"
"Fuck." Slade filled in.
"I was going to say 'remain a couple'" Robin snorted.
"See? Told you I was no good at emotional mush." the man smirked.
"We have to tell the others!" Robin grinned and jumped out of bed.
"No." Slade said, and pulled him back in. "Not very scientific of you Robin… What should one do when one has a hypothesis?"
Robin blinked once and then smirked, winding his arms around the man's neck.
"Test it."
The E-
Beast Boy: Whooo-ho there, hold your horses… this is it, right? You're not gonna make me take the blame again to bring the bunnies back, are you?
No, BB… I'm not. Sorry about that…
Beast Boy: sure you are... and what if some other reader wishes for a hop-hop-hop-drabble again? I know you! You'll cave!
I might be a pushover, but, my dear grass-stain, remember the time you so expertly lost? I can always put the story anywhere in there…
Beast Boy: I hate you a little.
I'm sure you're not alone… especially not now…
Beast Boy: you deserve every flame you get! Really… Robin and Slade as bunnies? It was a horrible idea from the start!
I liked it… they are cute!
Beast Boy: Horrible! Now go write something people can actually read without having to fear for their health!
Okay… I have no idea what the next prompt will be, though…
Beast Boy: Can't get any worse!
Oh, shut up! I love my bunny-boys! People drew pics of them too! I'm not alone!
Beast Boy: Well one insane person often attracts others… that's how cults get started…
OOOhhh… bunny-cult…
Beast Boy: I'm just going to go now… -flees-
A/N: Sorry about that… so… the very evil prompt was : "jingle bells in his pants". When I first read that, I stared at the screen, my brain completely blank, and then, when I continued reading, I saw that the universe wished for was this one, and I relaxed a little bit, thinking that if I could work that into ANY universe, it would be this… please tell me I did okay? ;)
