Hello, readers! Today I bring you a story where the Titans talk about religion and God. I thought this would be interesting considering that, even in the comics, there isn't much on the Titans' religious backgrounds. So I thought: why not expand on that?

Also, this is not meant to offend anyone.

I don't own the Teen Titans, and happy reading! Hope you enjoy!

The Titans had just returned from a battle with Killer Moth and his daughter, and now they were all in their usual spots in the common room. Robin was cooking lunch, Raven was propped up against the counter on the floor reading a thick book, and Beast Boy, Cyborg, and Starfire were all watching a basketball game. Starfire had expressed curiosity about the type of things "Earthlings" typically watched, so the changeling and the half-robot had presented her with the NBA.

"Yes!" Beast Boy yelled, jumping off of his seat on the couch and pulling a victory fist. Then he whirled to face Cyborg, wagging a proud finger in his friend's face. "Another 3-pointer! Told ya the Lakers don't stand a chance!"

"Don't get ya hopes up, yet, shorty," Cyborg smirked. "The Bulls are only seven points behind."

Starfire assumed a confused expression. "I do not understand. Each 'shot' is worth the two points, yes?"

Cyborg turned his attention to the alien, shifting in his place. "Yep."

"So why was the previous shot worth the three points?"

"It depends on where you're shooting from," Cyborg explained, gesturing to the screen. "See, when you're at-"

Before he could finish his sentence, an extremely distracting commercial cut him and the game off. The green and red colors were bright and flashy, and the top of the large TV screen read, "Looking for great early Christmas deals? Come on out to the address below for amazing prices and even better merchandise!"

"Christmas?" Beast Boy was bewildered. "It's literally June. Christmas isn't for seven more months!"

"Well, you know advertising," Robin called matter-of-factly from the kitchen as the pan sizzled in the background.

"Oh, I do so enjoy the Christmas holiday, even if it is not for several more months." Starfire gushed, clasping her hands together with childlike glee. "But I do not understand the purpose of such an occasion. Why must Earthlings purchase the pine trees and the very bright and colorful lights for this specific holiday? I have not seen such festivities for other holidays."

Cyborg chuckled. "Actually, most people don't celebrate Christmas."

"What?" Starfire gasped. She seemed genuinely shocked. "Why would you not want to partake in the gift-giving and traditions that are most joyous?"

"Because most people aren't Christians," Raven bluntly deadpanned from her spot on the ground.

Starfire tilted her head, her hair falling over her shoulder. "Christians- they are a religion, yes?"

"Yeah," Beast Boy chimed in, bouncing back onto the couch as the commercials continued rolling. "They believe in some guy named Jesus who died for them or something and a lot of other stuff I don't get."

Starfire looked up inquiringly. "Are you all the Christians?"

"I don't really know." Beast Boy answered truthfully. "I guess I think it's kind of cool to believe in all of that, but my parents weren't all that big on religion, so I never really got into it. I don't think I will." He stuck out his tongue. "But religion is weird. Who knows, maybe I'll be a nun someday or something."

"That's not how that works," Raven informed Beast Boy sardonically. Beast Boy crossed his eyes at her.

Starfire glanced at Cyborg questioningly, who shrugged. "My parents raised me as a Christian, but I've kind of drifted away from that stuff. Right now I'm not totally sure what I believe. I mean- I think there's someone or something up there- but I'm not that clear on what, exactly."

Robin offered his two cents. "I never really thought about it. But I guess I am still a Christian. My parents raised me as such and I've basically stuck with it. I'm not religious, that's for sure. I can't remember the last time I went to church or anything- even though when my parents passed, I stayed in a Catholic orphanage for some time." He laughed wryly. "That probably doesn't mean a lot now."

Raven peered over the pages of her book to say something herself. "It's probably pretty obvious I'm not a Christian. My mother is a very disturbed person and- I don't need to elaborate on my father. The majority of the people who weren't okay with my being on Earth were psycho Christians. As a little kid I was a Satanist, but that was before I found out who my father was. Satan was too close in relation to Trigon, and he's the last person I want to 'worship.'" She paused to take a breath. "Now I don't believe anything at all. If there's a God, great. If there isn't, great. All I know is, if there's a Heaven or some paradise of an afterlife, I'm not getting up there." And with that said, Raven promptly returned to her book as if she hadn't said anything.

"On Tamaran we are taught to follow an entity by the name of X'hal," Starfire stated. "We are taught that he is almighty and the ruler of all things. I do not believe there is a name for our 'religion.' I am not entirely certain I still believe in such things, but it is a fascinating concept."

On the TV, the basketball game had reintroduced itself onto the screen, where the TV announcers were once again rambling about completely irrelevant things. Starfire glimpsed the game, then looked back at her friends.

"Religion is weird," Beast Boy repeated casually, slinging his arm around the back of the sofa.

"Religion is very weird," Starfire agreed evenly, and she turned to watch the game.