Yeah, sort of a different way to tell a story today. Let me know what you think of this. Classes are going well enough. I think I'm going to enjoy most of them. It's just a matter of being on top of all the stuff I have to do. Whatever, enough about my possible scheduling conflicts. Enjoy!
I don't own Titans. But I am building a website for a class.
Beast Boy and Cyborg are responsible heroes.
They never stray from their patrol. Every hour is spent in uniform, combing the streets for possible trouble. Even though nobody was stupid enough to try and commit petty crime without superpowers or incredible tech. They are that dedicated.
The two of them would never run a quick patrol and then fake a much longer report for their paperwork-obsessed leader. They knew better than that. Crime fighting was a serious business and required a lot of time. Even if the entire city went to bed before 9. Well, everyone but the clubs and the bars. Not that they would know that, seeing as they were good little heroes. Everybody knows that good little heroes don't party.
Cyborg would never think about sneaking Beast Boy inside one of the ten hottest clubs in town, lying about his younger friend's age, and bribing the bouncer to ignore their lack of ID's. Of course, Beast Boy would never go along with such a thing. Simply because it wouldn't happen and the fact they would be instantly recognized. He would also never come up with an outrageous idea to keep that from happening. Stunts like that were for stupid teenaged boys, not Titans.
They wouldn't come up with a couple aliases using the holorings. Cyborg had promised not to use them unless it was urgent. And flirting with girls was not urgent, at least not in the minds of two professional heroes. Since that could never happen, they would never meet a group of foreign swimsuit models. That would be very sad, because Beast Boy speaks several languages fluently and would have acted as translator between the two groups. They would never be able to help clear up a 'misunderstanding' between the girls and a few guys that didn't know when enough was enough.
If they had though, those models would have been impressed. Maybe even enough to invite them to go club-hopping with them. If they were a pair of normal guys, they would have said yes. This could have lead to a whirlwind of a night including the other nine top clubs, dancing, bright lights, and loud music. Quite possibly the best night they had ever spent out on the town. Who knows, they could have even managed to get a few numbers. It would never happen, because Beast Boy and Cyborg are Titans.
They would have a really good reason why they didn't get back to the Tower until 4 o'clock in the morning. It would also explain the smell of coconut, the smears of pink across Cyborg's cheek, and exactly where Beast Boy got that feather boa from. Phone numbers inked in glittering purple running up and down Beast Boy's arms could have been more difficult to explain. Robin would have put them both under interrogation if he had been awake. But that wouldn't happen and even if it did, they wouldn't tell.
Ever.