Hi, everyone! Today I bring you another story featuring all of the Titans. After an intense game of the fictional sport Stankball with Cyborg, Starfire and Beast Boy find themselves in a compromising situation. Will they escape in time?
I don't own the Teen Titans. Happy reading!
Starfire hit the ground, dodging the stiff sphere of smelly, dirty laundry that just barely missed her head. "You have failed to hit me!" she called tauntingly at the thrower, Cyborg, who prepared his arm for another toss. With that, she scurried through the lengthy corridors.
"You can't aim if we paid you!" Beast Boy hollered, sprinting down the hallway, blazing past his bedroom door and Starfire's.
The three Titans were playing the sport Beast Boy and Cyborg had created, Stankball. You threw a ball of dirty, old laundry at the other players with the intent to hit them, and if you hit one of them, they were the new thrower. The game was pretty pointless, with no winner or objective, but it kept the more fun-loving Titans entertained. Raven and Robin both found the game childish and "unsanitary", in Raven's words. So those two were off doing their usual.
"Watch me." Cyborg swung his arm around and around, and finally released the ball toward the fleeing Starfire and Beast Boy, narrowing his eyes to get a better aim.
"Whoa!" The ball whooshed directly by Beast Boy's head, and he hit the ground rolling. In the same movement, the door beside him automatically flew open upon detecting Beast Boy's movements, and he rolled inside, the soaring ball just barely missing his body. A few seconds later, Starfire dove into the same room, long magenta hair flying behind her as she hit the ground and rolled, imitating Beast Boy's movements. The large, metal doors shut just as the ball was about to hit the two Titans- and the soft thump of the dirty laundry could be heard by Star and Beast Boy on the other side.
"Yes!" Beast Boy pulled a victory fist and scrambled off of the ground, putting his face to the door and shouting tauntingly, "Missed us again, Tin Man!"
Starfire laughed, a merry tinkling sound through the air, and dusted herself off as she got to her feet as well. "That was quite enjoyable," she giggled, sidling up beside Beast Boy at the door. But then her face wrinkled, and she turned, and her emerald eyes widened. "Um...I believe we are not supposed to be here."
"What do you-" Beast Boy questioningly followed Starfire's gaze- and his jaw dropped. The room the two had landed in was dark and gloomy, not an ounce of sunlight brightening the room. There was a single bed backed up against the wall, thin sheets and comforters neatly covering the bed. There was a Victorian-style lamp and handheld mirror lying on a vintage-looking dresser. There were two masks on the floor beside the bed resembling theatre masks, one happy, a wide smile across its smoke-colored face, and the other sad, a melancholy frown across its face.
"This is Raven's room," Beast Boy groaned.
"Look what y'all done got y'all selves into," Cyborg laughed on the other side of the thick door, voice muffled. He'd locked the door from the outside, therefore trapping the two Titans inside the eerie bedroom. "That's what ya get for mocking me."
"Cy, let us out of here!" Beast Boy pleaded, holding his hands in a folded praying position. "Raven is going to end us if she catches us in here!"
"Friend Beast Boy is correct," Starfire added anxiously, fidgeting nervously with the ends of her hair. "It is also...quite dark in Raven's room." Her eyes darted around the area apprehensively, shoulders tense. She eyed the two masks sprawled on the ground skittishly. "It is not very pleasant.."
"Yeah, it's like Halloween in here," Beast Boy shuddered, rubbing his arms like he was chilly. "Cy, you can't just abandon us in here!"
"Oh, yes, I can." Cyborg promptly answered, a smug tone to his voice. "Ya get what you get, and you don't throw a fit. Happy Halloween!" And with that, Cyborg left Starfire and Beast Boy alone in the abyss that was Raven's room.
"Cyborg- Cy! Great." Beast Boy dragged his gloved hand down his face in exasperation, then moved across the dank room beside Starfire, who was pacing back and forth by the closed windows. "Okay- how do we get out of here? You know, without Raven killing us?"
"I believe the question is, how do we escape friend Raven's dwelling without the giving away of the fact that we were present here to begin with?" Starfire queried.
"Right." Beast Boy bit his lower lip in thought. "So...if Raven's at her creepy depressing cafe now, that should give us enough time to get the heck out of here." He eyed the handheld mirror tensely, remembering the time that Cyborg and him had been accidentally sucked into Raven's very unsettling mind. There had been monstrous, black birds, a huge, seemingly endless maze, the spine-chilling, two-faced stone statue blocking the end of the labyrinth, and most petrifying of all, the illusion of Trigon that was actually Raven's concealed anger. He desperately hoped that he didn't have to experience that hell again, with the exception of a different Titan.
"I have visited the depressing restaurant with friend Raven many times," Starfire added helpfully, jolting Beast Boy out of his thoughts. "She stays there for one Earth hour, possibly the hour and a half at the most."
"Good. Okay, so Raven's been gone for what, an...hour- dude!" Beast Boy yelped, and in his panic he shape-shifted into a mouse, then a cat, then a lizard, all in one breath. "That means she could show up any second. We're absolute toast!"
"There is still a chance that Raven may have opted to stay longer," Starfire interrupted, trying to keep her cool, but nonetheless was growing quite apprehensive. "In the meantime, we must keep our attention on attempting to free oursel-"
There was a click at the door- meaning the lock had been undone.
"Crap-" Beast Boy, forced to think fast amid his panic, grabbed Starfire by her waist, morphed into a huge pterodactyl, slung the very surprised alien onto his back, and promptly smashed through the closed window, glass pieces raining onto the ground in Raven's room and outside the Tower, the sharp sound almost painful to hear. Beast Boy dropped below the window, out of the vision of the very shocked and jolted Raven, and as quickly as he could flew a screaming Starfire down to the ground, above the water and the large graphite rock that the Titans Tower stood on.
"What-" Raven, back up in her room and holding a thick book at her side, dropped the book on its face to the floor, rushed over to her shattered window, and peered over the broken, jagged glass to try and see what had so violently destroyed her bedroom window. But Beast Boy and Starfire were already out of sight, and all there was left was stray shards of glass falling over the side of the windowsill into the cobalt water and the rough rocks below.
Meanwhile, the two friends had landed below safely, and Beast Boy demorphed from his pterodactyl form, allowing Starfire to step carefully off of his back. Beast Boy, out of breath, crouched down onto his knees, breathing hard. Starfire once again dusted herself off and blew out a big breath, wincing as she pulled a small piece of glass from her tanned arm and wiping the minuscule drop of blood off with her thumb.
"Perhaps there was a better way to execute that," she told Beast Boy in both exhilaration and exasperation, placing her fists on her hips and tapping her foot impatiently.
Beast Boy blinked several times and smiled up at Starfire nervously. "Yeah."
Okay, that was a weird chapter, but I already said that this short story collection was going to be quite chaotic. These stories don't exactly build up to anything or have a real plot. This is me just writing for fun. Also, I know I haven't updated in a while, but writer's block struck again, and I couldn't get past it. If you have any suggestions at all for both the Psuedo-Celebrities story collection and this story collection, please mention them below! There are no limits for requests for the story collections.
Hope you enjoyed!