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Lywa and Beast Boy appeared in the ring, standing opposite each other. Lywa seemed to be a bit annoyed with having to deal with the large loose robes that she was wearing, but she smiled up at Beast Boy.

"Aren't you glad that you're fighting me this year? I read your stats. It looked like you had a really hard time against Lynn last year. Like, you almost died from vampire drainage. Yuk, right?" She chattered on.

"But I won't be caught this year!" Beast Boy said triumphantly, shifting into a hawk. The girl watched him for a moment, then swung her wand at him as he dove towards her.

"Lemons!" She shrieked.

"That's lumos!" Shouted a group of kids in black robes, from the crowd.

"Shut up!" She shouted back at them, just in time for Beast Boy to turn into a kangaroo and kick her from the ring. In mid-air she swung her wand again.

"Achoo Firebomber!" She shouted as she fell to the ground.

"That's Accio Firebolt!" The crowd shouted after her again.

"Oh, yeah." Was the last sound they heard from her before the sound of a hard landing on the ground. Beast Boy shifted back to his regular form, bowing to the crowd, blowing kisses.

"Winner: Beast Boy!"

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When the lights came back on Madame Romaine and Cyborg were standing in opposite corners of the ring. Both wore headbands, Cyborg's was Red and MR's was Blue. Both were holding spears.

"The rules of this match are as follows: Cut the band from the other's head for victory. In no circumstances should blood be spilled on pain of death. Match Begin!"

"Who says I know how to use a spear anyway?!" MR shrieked in terror, swinging the spear wildly at Cyborg, who ran at her with determination.

"This is one thing that I think I can figure out." Cyborg said confidently, running. "It's not too different than the pole for the long-jump! I just have to make sure that I have it in the right spot!"

At that moment, MR jumped to the ground, tripping the boy. She grinned with satisfaction as he tumbled over the edge. It was only a moment before her triumph was replaced with annoyance. Cyborg flew above the ring just as quickly as he had descended from it.

"Jet pack." He explained as MR's features became fierce.

"Is that so?" She snarled, "Guess what? I can fly too." And she morphed into a bat, still wearing a headband and holding a spear.

"This is insane, man!" Cybrog shouted, dueling with the small black bat, who seemed to be getting the better of him. It was a moment later when he felt the headband fall from his head. "Aw, man!"

The bat cackled, hovering in front of him, suddenly morphing to her human form, "Take that! You thought that you could defeat the great Madame Romaine. You were wrong…" And the great impact of the ground stopped her speech.

"What a moron." Elphaba's voice came, "I'm afraid this has to be classed as a tie. Winner: None!"

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When the lights once again lit, the Titans discovered that the lighting was now stars. Glinda's cheery voice came quickly, "This match is a paint gun match. For every splat, you get ten points! For a Splat on the heart, you get 50 points! This is a timed match! Whoever has the most points, need I say it? Wins! Good luck! Begin!"

"This is so stupid." Raven grimaced as she looked at the weapon given to her. SPLAT! As Raven wiped the yellow paint from her forehead, she looked up to see her opponent doing a victory dance across the ring.

"They don't call me Ghost Buster 3000 for nothing!" She cried gleefully, just in time to have a paintball strike her cheek. She turned, indignation all over her face, as well as pink paint, "Hey! What do you think you're doing?"

"Winning the match." Raven said, splatting the girl with another paintball.

"Why, I never…" GB said, hotly, aiming her gun as well. There was no dodging in this contest, only shooting. When the time was up, both girls were covered in multi-colored paint. There was silence from the announcer's box.

"Well?" GB asked, loudly, "Are you just going to leave us in anticipation? We're drenched in paint! Hurry it up, will you!"

"That would be a tie." Glinda's voice said, "Sorry, we couldn't keep track of all the paint balls, but our Guest Star seems pleased with how fervent you both were on winning. So, the final announcement is this: Winner: None!"