Headcanon: Starfire is a hardcore BBRae shipper

Characters: The main 5
Genre: Humor, Silly
Pairing: BBRae & RobStar implied

"I still think this is a bad idea." Robin commented, realizing full well Starfire had not asked what he was thinking in the slightest. He just felt it was his responsibility, seeing as she was messing with the dynamics of his team.

"Oh, hush." She predictably answered, knocking his arm lightly. Robin frowned, but let it slip. Mainly because the touch sent an undesirable amount of heat up his cheekbones.

"How is this even going to work?" He asked instead, distracting himself from the creeping blush.

"Very simple." Starfire answered, as if addressing a young child. "Upon observing the lack of light in her room, Friend Raven will deduce her light bulb has broken."

"Because you broke it." Robin deadpanned, knowing full well the ridiculous ways in which Starfire's brain sometimes worked.

"Correct. Therefore, she will need to go to ask Friend Beast Boy for help in replacing it."

"Why?"

Starfire looked at him in an irritated manner. "Why what?"

"Why would she go to Beast Boy for help? Why not fix it herself?"

The alien girl frowned at having the fallacy in her plan pointed out at her so plainly, but soon smirked once more.

"Because I put every single spare light bulb we have in the tower, inside his room." She pointed out, practically making their leader face-palm at the elaborateness of it all.

She sure looked mighty proud of herself.

"Starfire, I don't th-" He was interrupted by an elbow to the gut, prompting him for silence, seeing as the empath's door had just opened.

Raven came out, looking incredibly pissed off at everyone and everything. She paused for a moment, and Robin wondered if the girl couldn't sense her two teammates concealing themselves behind the corner.

Apparently, she decided to ignore them, instead turning her attention to Beast Boy's door right across from her own, just like Starfire had predicted.

Raven was about to knock when heavy footfalls came from the opposite side of the hallway.

Cyborg rounded the corner, holding a family size pack of light bulbs.

A short conversation ensued, that Robin could not hear because of the distance, but he gathered that Cyborg was pretty peeved at the disappearance of every single light bulb in the tower, right when he had need of one for his garage.

Moments later, Raven closed the door of her room behind her, brand new bulb in her hand, having denied Cyborg's offered help at changing it.

How many half-demons do you need to change a light bulb, did he think? Sheeze.

Cy himself made quick work getting back to his beloved trinkets in the garage.

Robin, meanwhile, had to try hard not to burst out laughing at the disappointment on Starfire's face.

"Foiled again!" She practically yelled in outrage, an expression she had undoubtedly picked up from one of the many villains the Teen Titans combated on a regular basis.

The dramatics lasted only a split second before it was replaced by a far more mischievous look.

"Say, Robin." She hummed. "What kind of materials do you think we need to make a Raven-and-Beast Boy-proof closet."

"As in, one they couldn't get out of? Reinforced steel, first of all. And..." He trailed off as he realized what that grin meant. "Starfire, no!"

"Starfire, yes!"

Stop this girl