How fun it was to create/receive reviews for this fan fic. Now note this is the true chapter seven. I kinda had to write (more specifically type) this in a hurry since I gave myself I think 3 days. Anyway, moving on. Last chapter you know the boys thought they won, but their captives were androids, and then they were taken out. That's pretty much the basis of it. Well, you may now read. Please Read, enjoy, and then review (in that order)

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As the three boys regained consciousness (A/N: Squirt guns can't really knock you out, but let's assume they can) They saw the girls, guns pointed directly at their heads.

Terra: For the record, it was Starfire who shot you Robin.

Robin: Like that matters. Robin attempted to run and grab some gun but he noticed that not only was he, Cyborg, and Beast Boy tied/nailed/strapped down to the floor, but the remaining automatic guns were still active.

Beast Boy: How...How could I lose. I prepared for so long, so precise. How did you win?

Raven: You're not the only one who prepared.

Terra: Don't you remember all those crates shipped into my room a few moths ago?

Cyborg: You're telling us that all these guns were inside that box?

Terra: Yeah, that's why the shippers were so confused why hundreds of crates with squirt guns were being shipped to a crime fighter's room.

Beast Boy: You just wait, vengeance shall be mine!

Starfire: You shall have to wait seven earth days to receive your vengeance.

Terra: Yep, because if that water took too much out of you, you may want to know we control the tower any everything inside it for a week, and people are things.

Robin: I really don't like where this is going.

Raven: What should we do first?

Starfire: Perhaps we shall feed them to a raging Glemglog and then have a Brutamian Faleger morph their hair into laughable forms.

Beats Boy: Ok, I have no clue what you just said, but it doesn't sound good.

Raven: I think I have a better idea than intergalactic travel. Starfire, if you could please fetch some of your homemade Glorg, we might get somewhere.

Starfire: I shall go fetch the fungus! Starfire flew off to get her deadly meal as the boys tried their hardest to break free.

Beast Boy: MUST GET FREE!!!!!!!!

Robin: CANNOT EAT GLORG!!!!!!!!

Cyborg: THEY'RE GOING TO TRY AND KILL US!!!!!!!

Terra: Come on, I still think it's not bad.

Beast Boy: THAT'S YOUR OPINION!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Robin: LET US GO!!!!!!!!!!

Raven: How about we give you a choice.

Cyborg: And what are our options? Raven whispers to Terra what she's thinking and Terra begins to laugh maniacally.

Terra: Ok, we've got your choices. You can either 1. Eat the Glorg, 2. Be covered in make-up and dresses, 3. Be our perfume testers, or 4. A combination of the three.

Beast Boy: WHAT KIND OF CHOICES ARE THOSE???????????

Terra: Very interesting ones. Now, what will it be? Starfire comes flying back with a large bowl of Glorg.

Robin: Hmm, it's hard to decide.

Raven: Then let's decide for you. The three girls initiate a huddle and whisper what their victims should do as the boys try and overhear.

Starfire: We have decided!

Cyborg: I don't like what's going to happen.

Raven: We decided we wont torture you with any of those three things yet...

BB, Robin, Cy: YESSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!! WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Terra: But we are going to still have some fun. The boys suddenly become silent as they await their punishment.

Starfire: You shall clean the entire tower until it sparkles like the back of a Glundar Famber Lnek!

Beast Boy: Is the Glundar Famber Lnek hopefully some sort of bug covered in mud?

Terra: Actually, according to Starfire's description, it's a large fuzzy ball of fluff that spends 23/6 cleaning its home.

Robin: How are we supposed to clean the tower so it sparkles like that things back if it's a ball of fluff?

Starfire: Each year, the Glundar Famber Lnek eats an excessive amount of Clargenger, which results in the fur to turn into wondrous stainless crystals.

Cyborg: Hell no.

Terra: Oh, and there's one more thing you have to do while working, a little classic detail...

Cleaning Closet

Beast Boy: THIS HAS GOT TO BE SOME SORT OF JOKE!!!!!!

Robin: HOW COULD YOU THINK WE WOULD EVER WANT TO WEAR THIS CRAP!!!!!

Raven: You have no choice.

Terra: And try not to get them dirty. We borrowed them from some nearby hotel.

Starfire: We hope you enjoy yourselves! The three girls leave, leaving the boys shocked, stunned, etc.

Cyborg: How can they think we want to wear maid outfits?

Beast Boy: This is an outrage!

Robin: Beast Boy, you have a gun handy? I want you to shoot me.

Beast Boy: Sorry, all I got is this mop. Robin grabs the mop.

Robin: Good enough. thunk

Living Room

Some dozen hours later, the boys finally finish. As they fall splat on the ground from exhaustion, the girls admire their work.

Starfire: Wondrous! It is as if Glundar Famber Lnek's came here and cleaned the tower for us!

Raven: Nice work guys.

Terra: Yah. Now we have something else for you...

Beast Boy: HELL NO!!!!!

Robin: ANYTHING!!! ANYTHING YOU WANT, WE'LL DO IT, JUST NO CLEANING OR WORK OR ANY COMBINATION OF THE TWO!!!!!!!!

Terra: I was going to suggest we play a game.

Cyborg: What game would that be? Instantly, thousands of balloons came rushing into the room, filling it completely.

Raven: Here's how it goes. The first one to find the bag of chips will be the winner. If any of you three find it, you'll be safe for the rest of the day. If we find it, you will have to suffer the make-up of a thousand companies!

Beast Boy: No fair, you guys know where it is!

Starfire: We currently have no knowledge of the location of the bag.

Raven: And I suggest you guys try your best to find it, or you're not going to like what we'll do to you.

And so the six scavengers hunt for the bag of chips as hard as they could. The boys tried popping the balloons, but they soon came to realize more took their place. A minute passed by until someone found the bag.

Person: I have found the bag!

Terra: Good job Star!

Robin: What, where are you?

Raven: Apparently it was in the kitchen cupboards.

Beast Boy: WHAT!!!!!!!! WHO WOULD HIDE IT THERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Terra: "No clue, but then again, we don't care." Terra snapped her fingers and all the balloons disappeared. "Now for you just dessert..."

(((I'm going to skip a bit on to day seven, sorry.)))

Titan's Tower only bathroom

Cyborg: OH COME ON!!!!!!!!

Robin: This still isn't coming out!!!!!!!!

Beast Boy: WTF, MY HAIR'S STILL PINK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Terra: Told yah you would hate it (A/N: I didn't mention it, but let's assume it happened during the non-explanation part)

Raven: Well, you guys have fun. There's one last thing we have to do to you before the week is over.

Starfire: It will be most enjoyable! The girls walk off, laughing as the boys continue to try and wash out the make-up.

Robin: Damnit, they had to use so much.

Living Room

Even though the boys were saddened they were still quite colorful, they went off to the living room to see what the girls had in store for them.

Robin: So, what's you grand finale? That big thing behind you?

Terra: "So glad you asked." Terra, Raven, and Starfire whipped the curtain off the gigantic thing (not creative, but oh well) to reveal what it was.

Cyborg: It's...it's...

Raven: That's right. It's a giant rubber band ball coated in glue, perfume, and mustard.

Robin: And we are supposed to do what?

Starfire: You are to unravel the ball and arrange the bands from largest to smallest!

Beast Boy: You're joking right?

Raven: If it were a joke, I would have stopped us from doing this. Now, get to work.

Robin: If we refuse?

Terra: If you refuse, you're going to have to take the make-up treatment all over again, and you'll eat Starfire's Glorg, and her Pudding of Sadness, and her Crème of Toenail, and her-

Beast Boy: OK, WE GET IT!!! If we don't do this, we'll die from food poisoning.

Raven: Sure...let's go with that.

Cyborg: Well, this should be a complete waste of time.

Terra: You guys enjoy yourselves, we're going to watch a move and watch you at the same time. The girls hop onto the couch and begin deciding what to watch.

Robin: This has got to be the biggest waste of time ever.

Beast Boy: Stop complaining, I don't want to die from Star's food.

Robin: Alrighty then, let's do this.

Cyborg: Good-bye guys, I knew ya'll well.

Hours later, the boys fall straight asleep from their horrible task. As soon as the movie ends, Starfire, Raven, and Terra head off to the kitchen and dig in the cupboards. They got what they were looking for and stood beside the boys. They aimed their air horns right at the boy's faces and press the button...

HONK

Robin: Titan's Go!!!! At that the girls began laughing uncontrollably, even Raven.

Beast Boy: DUDES, THAT WASN'T FUNNY!!!!!!!!!!!

Terra: laugh yes it was laugh

Raven: Now, we have one last thing to do before the week is over. Raven pulls out a piece of paper and a pen and holds it out to the boys.

Robin: What's this say:

I, , I, , and I, promise to not take revenge on Raven, Terra, and Starfire for their horrible tasks/entertainment. We will not try to do anything unusual to them due to the fact they completely humiliated us by taking pictures while we worked/were being punished. If we do not uphold this, we will be under the total command of Raven, Terra, and Starfire for 2.33 years.

Beast Boy: WWWWWWWWHHHHHHHAAAAAAATTTTTTT!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! ?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! ?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! ?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! ?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! ?!?!?!?!?!?!?

Terra: You have no choice. Robin grabs the pen.

Robin: Bring hell to you. Even with this incredibly short document, we will make you suffer.

Raven: Sure...sure...

I like stopping right there. Anyway, this is the last chapter of my water war story thing, but if I receive an unusual amount of reviews hint hint wink wink then I will add one more short chapter. Anyway, I got nothing else to say. Have a nice day.

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