Trapped In The Tower, Chapter 3!

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-They have finished breaking up the fight between Cyborg and Beastboy; unfortunately, they were unsuccessful in preventing any injury to the two involved in the quarrel.

As Starfire tends to the scrapes and bruises of a defeated looking Beastboy, she can't help but ask, Why can't we all just get along? We have no need to fight!

Leaping up from the table, Beastboy exclaimed, He started it! Realizing he had sent bandages flying across the room and that he had knocked over Starfire, he returned to the table with a vanquished look on his face. Well, he did.

Picking shards of ceramic out of his joints, Cyborg looked over his shoulder and replied, Who says that other that kindergartners?

Shut up!

Sweeping up the broken pieces, Raven finally cracked. Where did we get those vases? In fact, why did we even HAVE those vases?

At last, Robin found what he thought to be the smart thing to say: That's beside the point. What we need to do is form a plan to keep ourselves from killing each other. If the Justice League was in their space station instead of the Hall of Justice, we may have a way to get out of this place.

And how will we reach them? cried Beastboy. We're trapped in this damn tower, and there's nothing we can do!

That's no excuse to kill each other, said Raven. But Robin has a point. We need a plan.

How about we just stay in our rooms and sleep and stuff? asked the now pottery-free Cyborg. There's all kinds of stuff we can do to amuse ourselves other than listening to questionable...

Go to hell! My music is great! screamed Beastboy with steam shooting from his ears.

If the electronic pleasure device does not receive signals anymore, inquired Starfire, could we perhaps use the smaller device of games?

Nobody touches my Playstation but ME! shrieked the obviously sleep-deprived Beastboy. It's MINE! He leaped off the table, collected the system, and dashed to his room, locking the door behind him.

I do believe he's gone kran-kor, said Starfire. Responding to the questioning looks from her teammates, she added, as you might say here, he's gone... um... crazy?

I think that's the most sense anyone's made all day, stated Robin. It's obvious that we've not seen the last of these fights.

There are many things we may do to keep ourselves occupied, asserted Starfire. I suggest we perform some sort of role-playing activity!

Apparently taking a more than healthy interest in the suggestion, Cyborg shouted, Ooh! Ooh! Let's play Pirates!!!

Let's not and say we did, stated Raven.

You're too angry! said Cyborg. Have a WOWWYPOP! he screamed as he threateningly thrust a Dum-Dum in Raven's general direction.

A/N: Orpus does not own Dum-Dums, and in case you be a fool, wowwypop' means lollipop.'

GET THAT THING AWAY FROM ME!!!! shrieked Raven as she dismantled Cyborg in a reckless fashion.

-End of chapter 3!