Hey! Itsa me! This is my second chapter!
DISCLAIMER~ I do not own the Teen Titans; they belong to DC. I do not own the T-Car; it belongs to Cyborg. And I do not own Fox Slave; I belong to my Master.
Don't hate the sinner; hate his slave (me).
Let's move on. I didn't get many reviews, but that won't stop me! (Please
review.PLEASE!!!) I'm also using double spacing because I know you all hate trying
to read something that's all stuck together.
Cyborg arrived an hour later. He was in a pretty good mood, and when I say good mood, I mean he feels like a challenge. He played Game Station with Robin thrice and won every time. Later they watched some movies and went out to play some football. BeastBoy sat on the sofa all afternoon quietly.
"Hey BB," Cyborg called. "Wanna play some Game Station?"
"No thanks," BeastBoy replied.
"Are you feeling well?" Cyborg asked.
"Yeah," BeastBoy answered. "Awesome." He got up and left to his room.
"Hey, is BeastBoy OK?"
"He's probably tired," Robin answered. "There hasn't been much stuff going on here in Gotham City. It's kind of boring."
"Yeah."
"Well," Cyborg finally said, "I'm going to go work on the T-Car's turbo."
"NO!" Robin yelled. Cyborg looked at him, puzzled.
"I mean. the turbo is working just fine." *Cough* stupid *cough*
"Huh? How'd you know?"
"Because I tried it out." *cough* even more stupid *cough*
"What?! YOU DROVE MY BABY?!" Cyborg asked.
Robin gulped. ".yes."
"Great! How was the turbo?" Cyborg asked.
"Awesome." Robin answered.
"And the engines?"
"Purring like kittens."
"Boo-yah!" Cyborg cheered. "I'm taking her to the arcades!"
Cyborg ran downstairs to the garage. Robin was running after him. "Cyborg! Hold up!" He grabbed BeastBoy, who was just passing by, by the collar and took him downstairs. By the time they got to the garage, Cyborg was staring at the car, his jaw on the ground.
"WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO MY BABY?!!!" Cyborg cried. He turned his head to Robin and his eyes widened. Cyborg's eyes became huge orange lights and he began to breathe fire heavily. "YOU!!" He charged over to Robin. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY BABY?!!"
Robin was now scared. Terrified. "BeastBoy." he said to BeastBoy who was next to him. Cyborg's eyes turned to BeastBoy, who shivered in fear.
"BeastBoy, tell Cyborg what happened to his car."
BeastBoy was in shock. He swallowed. "Well." He looked at Cyborg. Cyborg looked at BeastBoy back. This burned his stomach.
"IT WAS ALL ROBIN'S FAULT!!" BeastBoy pointed at Robin.
"What?!" Robin snapped.
Cyborg grabbed Robin by his neck. "Do you know what it took me to build and then re-build my car?"
"Oh, no. Don't start that again."
Cyborg, Robin, and BeastBoy turned their heads to a corner in the room where Raven was sitting on a chair reading a book.
Cyborg tilted his head sideways. "What the heck are you doing here?"
"This is our Tower, emphasis on 'our'. I can sit wherever I want."
Cyborg shrugged and went back to Robin. Robin went back to gasping for oxygen. BeastBoy went back to watching.
"Now I'm gonna have to start working on it all over again-but you'll have to help me. You'll have to pay all the damages from your wallet."
"Is that all?" BeastBoy asked. Robin shot him a poisonous look.
"Oh. Yeah. I almost forgot. YOU'LL BE MY SLAVE!!"
"For all of eternity?" Robin gasped.
"No, I'm not saying that. All's I'm saying is YES!! YES, FOR ALL OF ETERNITY!" Cyborg tossed Robin to the ground. He rolled over and began hacking to catch his air.
"G' Day, Robin." Cyborg said. "When you are once again able to breathe without an air mask, get up and make me a sandwich. And get one for BB too. And for Raven and Starfire. And for all of Gotham City. And I want mayo on mines. And chocolate milk. And make me a heavy pie that will make you fall down and scream in pain when I throw it at you. Then make me another one in case I get hungry. If not, I'll have Starfire toss it at you. Starfire has bad aim, though. But I don't think that's a problem. C'mon BB."
"Why. did. BeastBoy. do that?" Robin asked Raven. "Ask me after you make me that sandwich," Raven answered. "Get to it."
Raven left the garage. Robin lay on the floor. He stayed there for a moment. Then Starfire came in. "Robin," she said, "Cyborg told me you were making me a sandwich, and I was wondering if I could have mustard on mine." "Not now, Star. I'm kind of busy." "Doing what?" "Contemplating my revenge."
That's all for the second chapter. I promise the next chapter will be published soon, seeing that I've already written it. I hope I haven't put you in the state of comatose or anything. I'm not that good an author. Later! FOX OUT
DISCLAIMER~ I do not own the Teen Titans; they belong to DC. I do not own the T-Car; it belongs to Cyborg. And I do not own Fox Slave; I belong to my Master.
Don't hate the sinner; hate his slave (me).
Let's move on. I didn't get many reviews, but that won't stop me! (Please
review.PLEASE!!!) I'm also using double spacing because I know you all hate trying
to read something that's all stuck together.
Cyborg arrived an hour later. He was in a pretty good mood, and when I say good mood, I mean he feels like a challenge. He played Game Station with Robin thrice and won every time. Later they watched some movies and went out to play some football. BeastBoy sat on the sofa all afternoon quietly.
"Hey BB," Cyborg called. "Wanna play some Game Station?"
"No thanks," BeastBoy replied.
"Are you feeling well?" Cyborg asked.
"Yeah," BeastBoy answered. "Awesome." He got up and left to his room.
"Hey, is BeastBoy OK?"
"He's probably tired," Robin answered. "There hasn't been much stuff going on here in Gotham City. It's kind of boring."
"Yeah."
"Well," Cyborg finally said, "I'm going to go work on the T-Car's turbo."
"NO!" Robin yelled. Cyborg looked at him, puzzled.
"I mean. the turbo is working just fine." *Cough* stupid *cough*
"Huh? How'd you know?"
"Because I tried it out." *cough* even more stupid *cough*
"What?! YOU DROVE MY BABY?!" Cyborg asked.
Robin gulped. ".yes."
"Great! How was the turbo?" Cyborg asked.
"Awesome." Robin answered.
"And the engines?"
"Purring like kittens."
"Boo-yah!" Cyborg cheered. "I'm taking her to the arcades!"
Cyborg ran downstairs to the garage. Robin was running after him. "Cyborg! Hold up!" He grabbed BeastBoy, who was just passing by, by the collar and took him downstairs. By the time they got to the garage, Cyborg was staring at the car, his jaw on the ground.
"WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO MY BABY?!!!" Cyborg cried. He turned his head to Robin and his eyes widened. Cyborg's eyes became huge orange lights and he began to breathe fire heavily. "YOU!!" He charged over to Robin. "WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY BABY?!!"
Robin was now scared. Terrified. "BeastBoy." he said to BeastBoy who was next to him. Cyborg's eyes turned to BeastBoy, who shivered in fear.
"BeastBoy, tell Cyborg what happened to his car."
BeastBoy was in shock. He swallowed. "Well." He looked at Cyborg. Cyborg looked at BeastBoy back. This burned his stomach.
"IT WAS ALL ROBIN'S FAULT!!" BeastBoy pointed at Robin.
"What?!" Robin snapped.
Cyborg grabbed Robin by his neck. "Do you know what it took me to build and then re-build my car?"
"Oh, no. Don't start that again."
Cyborg, Robin, and BeastBoy turned their heads to a corner in the room where Raven was sitting on a chair reading a book.
Cyborg tilted his head sideways. "What the heck are you doing here?"
"This is our Tower, emphasis on 'our'. I can sit wherever I want."
Cyborg shrugged and went back to Robin. Robin went back to gasping for oxygen. BeastBoy went back to watching.
"Now I'm gonna have to start working on it all over again-but you'll have to help me. You'll have to pay all the damages from your wallet."
"Is that all?" BeastBoy asked. Robin shot him a poisonous look.
"Oh. Yeah. I almost forgot. YOU'LL BE MY SLAVE!!"
"For all of eternity?" Robin gasped.
"No, I'm not saying that. All's I'm saying is YES!! YES, FOR ALL OF ETERNITY!" Cyborg tossed Robin to the ground. He rolled over and began hacking to catch his air.
"G' Day, Robin." Cyborg said. "When you are once again able to breathe without an air mask, get up and make me a sandwich. And get one for BB too. And for Raven and Starfire. And for all of Gotham City. And I want mayo on mines. And chocolate milk. And make me a heavy pie that will make you fall down and scream in pain when I throw it at you. Then make me another one in case I get hungry. If not, I'll have Starfire toss it at you. Starfire has bad aim, though. But I don't think that's a problem. C'mon BB."
"Why. did. BeastBoy. do that?" Robin asked Raven. "Ask me after you make me that sandwich," Raven answered. "Get to it."
Raven left the garage. Robin lay on the floor. He stayed there for a moment. Then Starfire came in. "Robin," she said, "Cyborg told me you were making me a sandwich, and I was wondering if I could have mustard on mine." "Not now, Star. I'm kind of busy." "Doing what?" "Contemplating my revenge."
That's all for the second chapter. I promise the next chapter will be published soon, seeing that I've already written it. I hope I haven't put you in the state of comatose or anything. I'm not that good an author. Later! FOX OUT