Summary: Beast Boy is a self proclaimed top class prankster.

Rating: G

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Beast Boy would never say it to Cy's face, but of the team members he was undoubtedly the easiest to prank. Really, it wasn't an insult to intelligent or abilities— rather it was that Cyborg did normal human things, and reacted like a normal human person. The rest of the team… not so much.

So yes, Beast Boy set up an easy gaggle of pranks on Cy— all his effort would go towards frying the bigger fish. Why bother with elaborate set ups when he could just do a simple prank and garner the same reaction…?

And thus, Beast Boy wreaked havoc on Cyborg's machine shop.

The first order of business was to swap places of all the tools Cyborg possessed; a frustrating and hilarious thing he could do with ease.

After that was done, Beast Boy gave an honorary salute to the T-Car for its service, and then whipped out a can of green silly string with a devious grin.

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After leaving a very awful silly string rendering of himself on the ground near Cyborg's vandalized car, Beast Boy set out to mission two: Starfire.

It… didn't go well.

First, Beast Boy offered the Tameranian a vanilla pudding cup for lunch— a pudding cup that he'd filled with mayonnaise.

Starfire took it gratefully, and just when he was going to feel bad about taking advantage of her ineptitude and enthusiasm at the shocked look at the first bite… she turned and beamed at him.

"It is just like the food from my home planet," Star gushed. "We achieved this by boiling and blending the stuffed innards of a Huktaskan— tell me, friend Beast Boy, how did you create such a dish?"

Beast Boy couldn't decide whether to face palm or just vomit, so he decided to give up on pranking Star. The girl couldn't take a subtle and artful prank, leaving the only option to be something cruder that stood a chance of wounding her feelings in a misunderstanding.

No matter. There were others.

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Ah… if it was between the hardest two to prank… Raven and Robin were it. Raven… well, she wasn't particularly hard to pull one over on (especially in terms of simple crude "surprise" pranks), but she had a propensity to get a bit explosive in surprise or rage. Robin, on the other hand, had kind of freakish reflexes, and could make himself overly well hidden when he wanted to— Beast Boy had been on lookout, but had not caught hide nor hair of him, and thus his next target was Raven. Setting up a prank whilst the pranked remained in an unknown location was a risk, one that Beast Boy was not yet desperate enough to take. So: Raven.

He'd considered sneaking into her room and swapping things around and putting his own junk in there— and then Beast Boy remembered the mirror incident while he stood on the precipice to that gloomy room, and he'd wisely reconsidered.

On top of that, as easy as Raven was to catch with a water balloon or other surprise-gotcha nonsense, Beast Boy would rather not be blown up. So that left…? What did that leave…?

An idea came to him while he stood at the edge of Raven's gothic room. Rather than touch any sort of objects likely to get him cursed, he simply made a beeline for the closet, throwing back the engraved doors and grabbing as many robes as he could.

Next, he threw them in with some lovely pink dye— something that could be washed out eventually, to avoid complete murder, but still something guaranteed to get a response from her.

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Beast Boy had yet to locate Robin, and the day was waning. On top of that he was currently hiding from Raven and Cyborg as a mite on the wall.

So he went for it; risked it all, all or nothing.

It was a stressful job to claim some simple supplies from his room while the prank patrol scouted the hallways for him. Thankfully, he made it— likely because the pair had slowed their search to do a meticulous sweep of the building, looking for any small creature he could've become.

Quietly, Beast Boy opened Robin's drawer to begin the first order of operation— taping up pictures of robins over any picture Rob had in his room. Next would come the sprinkling of bird seed about his room, with a couple of bird feeders and a fountain placed around for finishing touches.

Alas, Beast Boy's risk of invading Robin's room with Robin's location being unknown didn't pay off. The communicator stashed on his belt gave a deadly zzt as Robin's voice delivered a message: "he's in my room."

Beast Boy spluttered, shocked. It was all he could do to stare at the traitorous thing in utter betrayal until he heard a faint thump behind him.

There was Robin— who had just dropped from the vent.

"Have you been waiting here all day?" Beast Boy eked out, somewhere between shock and complete hysterical amusement at the thought.

Robin's face twisted into a frown— but he was saved from denial with lies by Cyborg and Raven bursting into the room to apprehend Beast Boy, who fled with a panicked squawk.

"You'll pay for this!" Raven growled, clutching a pink robe while her shadowy magic lashed about.

Cyborg snarled, "for the T-Car," and they were off on the chase, leaving Robin to stretch out from being folded in an air duct for so long.

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hell i realize looking back that the formatting on ffn is all sorts of weird. Now that I'm writing for this again I'll go back and fix it soon(ish).

happy april fools day or whatever ;3 I tried to emanate a bit of Robin's more trickstery YJ side that we didn't really see in TT