This is to that reviewer who was too much of a coward to leave an e-mail address: Not G. Ivingname ()

I've got a message for you: If you don't like my stories than GET LOST! My Roommates is NOT about BBRae action and nothing else, it's a COMEDY buster! IT HAS EVERYTHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And I write on FanFiction for the pleasure of writing, NOT to compete against IDIOTS!!!!!!

DON'T LIKE IT DON'T READ!!!!! GO FLAME SOMEBODY ELSE JERK!!!!

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Okay, moving on.

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Electric Avenue

Once again, Jinx and Beast Boy awoke blearily from unconsciousness.

Jinx stated her disdain of the situation. "This is getting really old, really fast." Beast Boy nodded his agreement. Once they had, for the second time that day, regained consciousness, the two teenagers looked around their cell. There was only one problem: this wasn't their old cell.

Instead of the metal cell the color duo had woken up in that first time, they had returned to the land of consciousness in a…well, a birdcage! And that birdcage was in a large, otherwise empty cement room.

"He put us in a cage!" the pink witch exclaimed in rage. "The nerve of him!"

.While Jinx was ranting, Beast Boy was examining the cage bars. There were two sets of them, one outside the other, and the space between each set was about four inches. The outer-bars were too close together to slip through, but they were also incredibly thin. The inner-bars were much thicker around than the outer ones, and were farther between one another as well. Beast Boy knew he slip through the inner set, and was pretty sure he could bend the outer-bars. He reached through the inner set of bars and touched two of the outer bars.

And promptly let out a shrill screech.

Jinx raised an eyebrow expertly (kind'a like she'd been taking lessons from Robin, scary really), and then sighed. "What's up with you?"

Beast Boy was sucking on the pointer finger of his left hand. He stopped sucking and glared at the offending bars. "It bit me!" exclaimed the shapeshifter. Jinx rolled her eyes, but stepped forward to examine the bars.

"No teeth" she concluded. She turned to her cage-mate. "They couldn't have possibly bit you, now could they?" She turned away from him, effectively stating that she wasn't really expecting an answer.

"Then what did happen?" demanded Beast Boy. Jinx was back to studying the bars.

"You probably pricked your finger on a less-than-perfect rod" she replied absently. She reached forward with her right hand…and was flung backward when her hand came into contact with the bars. With a cry, the witch hit the floor with a dull thud.

Wincing, Jinx sat up. "Electrical field" she deduced. Then she turned to Beast Boy. "Can you morph into something to get us out?"

"No way" the boy shook his head vigorously. "Electricity makes my powers go crazy."

"I had thought as much" came a dark voice. Slade stepped from the shadows that had effectively hidden him before. "Electricity does many such fascinating things, and so I deduced a field of it would effectively trap you within it."

The taller, creepier man stopped directly in front of where the color duo was sitting. "Now, down to business."

"Tell me your real name" he directed at Beast Boy.

"Garfield Lo—" the green teen clapped his hands over his mouth and sat up straight. Wide, green eyes stared at Slade in disbelief.

Slade simply smiled. "Good, the serum seems to be working. Now, what is Robin's weakness."

Beast Boy knew the answer. It was on the tip of his tongue, but he couldn't say it. That would utterly destroy what little trust Robin had in him. Beast Boy had to speak, he just had to. But at the same time, he couldn't. What to do? What to do?

It hit him.

He put his hands down. Opened his mouth. Took a deep breath. And said…

(A/N: Now, if I was a real nasty author, I'd stop it right here…but since I'm so nice I'll continue.)

"I was born on May 21st, which happens to be the same date both my parents died."

Beast Boy couldn't believe this! Here he was spitting out stuff he had kept hidden for years, just to protect Robin's stupid weakness. Robin owes me big-time!

"They died in a boating accident in Africa, which is where I lived for six years" the changeling babbled on. "After they died—"

"Enough!" announced Slade loudly, causing Beast Boy and Jinx, who had been listening intently, to jump. "Tell me of Robin!" the man demanded, knowing that the boy could not resist the truth-telling serum.

"Robin" Beast Boy began. His voice was fast-paced and high-pitched with his nervousness. "Well, he's very, very, very, very obsessive. He obsesses over lots of things. Like you" he indicated Slade. "He's been obsessed with catching you for the past two years."

Then the green teen turned the topic of choice back to himself. In fact, for the next few hours, whenever Slade inquired (or demanded) about Robin, the green teen would, one could say almost skillfully, turn the truth of his words back to himself. Therefore preserving his leader's secrets.

Slade finally gave up on getting any information from Beast Boy, other than the data that was personal. And even that information was useless for what Slade wished to accomplish. He would try again the next day, when he would have plenty of time to interrogate his prisoners. Who knew? Maybe the young witch would be of some assistance to him.

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You readers are so lucky I didn't end it sooner. However, as this chapter is extremely late, I'll make an exception. I find I've grown quite addicted to cliffhangers. I wonder why that is?

Maybe it's because…because...AHHH (goes and bawls out eyes). No, I mustn't tell. (big gulp to calm down) Anywho…

How'd ya' like it?

Sorry about the start, but that was a way to let out a lot of pent-up energy and frustration. And it's not that I don't like flamers, it's just the flamers that don't have anything to say but simply feel like degrading someone or something. So don't take it personally all you Flamers out there, criticism is always welcome. ALWAYS.

Expect another chapter soon. A big event is coming up for Roommates, so keep tuning in.

JA