Author's note: Ever hear the saying 'write what you know?' …Hehe… Yeah, well this is what I know. …Sorry.
Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans, but I bet Bill Gates could buy them if he wanted.
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Cyborg leaned forward and scrutinized the giant TV screen, his fingers flying over the buttons on the game controller. His blue and white race car zipped past Robin's red and green one. "Yes! Cyborg takes the lead! Looks like we're watching 'Fast and the Furious' tonight!"
Robin bit his cheek and slammed his thumb against the 'a' button, his car pulling even with Cyborg. "There's no way we're watching that again! Tonight's gonna be all about the 'Mission: Impossible!'"
Beast Boy sat between them to keep them from hitting each other and mulled over which movie was worse. Raven entered the living room, her hood and cape wet, and sat down.
"What happened to meditating?"
She pushed her hood back and turned her attention to the screen. Rain trickled against the windows and a flash of lightning struck in the distance. "Storm: rain, wind, lightning, tall exposed roof."
"Does anyone know how to properly cook this?" Starfire entered the living room, holding up a white, grade AA egg.
Robin didn't even turn around before replying, "how do you want it cooked?"
Starfire opened her mouth to reply when a large bellow resounded throughout the tower.
BOOM! (See? That was supposed to be the bellow of thunder, it's one of 'em omonano… amonpia… fancy words that represent a sound like- eh, you get the point) The lights flickered out and the TV screen went blank precisely when the finish line came into view.
Cyborg sprang up from the couch and dropped his controller, "NOOOOOOOO!"
After approximately half a minute of sitting in the dark all five Titans were bored beyond belief. "Now what do we do?"
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Robin held up the egg. "Ok, whoever wins this argument technically wins the videogame tournament and chooses the movie. I say boil."
Raven resisted the urge to remind them that the power was out and the DVD player did not run on fairy dust.
"You can't do that! It's a poor, defenseless egg!" Beast Boy reached for the egg in vain.
Cyborg rolled his eyes. "Cool it, BB. I'm in, and I say it will explode."
"Boil."
"Explode."
"Boil!"
"Explode!"
Robin tapped his foot impatiently while rolling the egg in his palm to keep from lashing out. "Fire cooks outside in, so it would boil!"
Cyborg rolled his eyes, "no, I'm positive that the egg would explode."
The five Teen Titans were still gathered in the living room, a vicious electrical storm raging outside. Robin and Cyborg stood in front of the fireplace, a crisp, brilliant fire burning merrily despite the weather. A few candles placed around the room added to the fire's illuminating light.
Beast Boy watched Robin twirl the egg , his eyes wide and hands shaking in his lap. "Why can't you guys just leave the poor egg alone?!"
Raven placed her hand on his back in a rare show of comfort, "it's already pasteurized, Beast Boy, they can't hurt it."
Starfire did not entirely grasp the conversation, but tried to help ease Beast Boy's anxiety, "and maybe if we're lucky, BB, the egg will heat up slowly and hatch! And then we'd all have a baby chick in the fire, jumping around and chirping and we'd all be so happy with our new pet until… it… catches on fire, then it will run around burning up and screaming in chick agony until it is roasted and then Cyborg will eat it… does that story help?"
Beast Boy and Raven both turned to look at her with a mixture of astonishment and horror.
"…Boil."
"Explode."
Robin opened the screen and carefully placed the egg in the hearth before shoving it into the intense fire with the poker. The room fell silent except for the crackles and pops from the fireplace as all members watched the egg in anticipation.
They watched.
They stared.
Beast Boy turned away in dismay as Raven rubbed small circles on his back absentmindedly.
They inspected the egg as time ticked by. Seconds turned into minutes. Minutes turned into… actually minutes didn't turn into anything because Cyborg impulsively grabbed the poker.
"Maybe you didn't push it in far enough." He leaned his head in close to the fire, the soft glow of the flames illuminating his face. His hand jerked the poker forward and it stabbed the egg.
CcracK! SPLAT!
The four remaining Titans stared as Cyborg lifted his head from the fire and turned to stare back. White yellow egg yolk replaced the glow of the flames as it dripped off of his eyebrows, nose, and chin. Slowly he lifted his hand and wiped the yolk off his face before glancing at it.
Robin slapped his back, "hey, you were right, it did explode!"
Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans, but I bet Bill Gates could buy them if he wanted.
…
Cyborg leaned forward and scrutinized the giant TV screen, his fingers flying over the buttons on the game controller. His blue and white race car zipped past Robin's red and green one. "Yes! Cyborg takes the lead! Looks like we're watching 'Fast and the Furious' tonight!"
Robin bit his cheek and slammed his thumb against the 'a' button, his car pulling even with Cyborg. "There's no way we're watching that again! Tonight's gonna be all about the 'Mission: Impossible!'"
Beast Boy sat between them to keep them from hitting each other and mulled over which movie was worse. Raven entered the living room, her hood and cape wet, and sat down.
"What happened to meditating?"
She pushed her hood back and turned her attention to the screen. Rain trickled against the windows and a flash of lightning struck in the distance. "Storm: rain, wind, lightning, tall exposed roof."
"Does anyone know how to properly cook this?" Starfire entered the living room, holding up a white, grade AA egg.
Robin didn't even turn around before replying, "how do you want it cooked?"
Starfire opened her mouth to reply when a large bellow resounded throughout the tower.
BOOM! (See? That was supposed to be the bellow of thunder, it's one of 'em omonano… amonpia… fancy words that represent a sound like- eh, you get the point) The lights flickered out and the TV screen went blank precisely when the finish line came into view.
Cyborg sprang up from the couch and dropped his controller, "NOOOOOOOO!"
After approximately half a minute of sitting in the dark all five Titans were bored beyond belief. "Now what do we do?"
…
Robin held up the egg. "Ok, whoever wins this argument technically wins the videogame tournament and chooses the movie. I say boil."
Raven resisted the urge to remind them that the power was out and the DVD player did not run on fairy dust.
"You can't do that! It's a poor, defenseless egg!" Beast Boy reached for the egg in vain.
Cyborg rolled his eyes. "Cool it, BB. I'm in, and I say it will explode."
"Boil."
"Explode."
"Boil!"
"Explode!"
Robin tapped his foot impatiently while rolling the egg in his palm to keep from lashing out. "Fire cooks outside in, so it would boil!"
Cyborg rolled his eyes, "no, I'm positive that the egg would explode."
The five Teen Titans were still gathered in the living room, a vicious electrical storm raging outside. Robin and Cyborg stood in front of the fireplace, a crisp, brilliant fire burning merrily despite the weather. A few candles placed around the room added to the fire's illuminating light.
Beast Boy watched Robin twirl the egg , his eyes wide and hands shaking in his lap. "Why can't you guys just leave the poor egg alone?!"
Raven placed her hand on his back in a rare show of comfort, "it's already pasteurized, Beast Boy, they can't hurt it."
Starfire did not entirely grasp the conversation, but tried to help ease Beast Boy's anxiety, "and maybe if we're lucky, BB, the egg will heat up slowly and hatch! And then we'd all have a baby chick in the fire, jumping around and chirping and we'd all be so happy with our new pet until… it… catches on fire, then it will run around burning up and screaming in chick agony until it is roasted and then Cyborg will eat it… does that story help?"
Beast Boy and Raven both turned to look at her with a mixture of astonishment and horror.
"…Boil."
"Explode."
Robin opened the screen and carefully placed the egg in the hearth before shoving it into the intense fire with the poker. The room fell silent except for the crackles and pops from the fireplace as all members watched the egg in anticipation.
They watched.
They stared.
Beast Boy turned away in dismay as Raven rubbed small circles on his back absentmindedly.
They inspected the egg as time ticked by. Seconds turned into minutes. Minutes turned into… actually minutes didn't turn into anything because Cyborg impulsively grabbed the poker.
"Maybe you didn't push it in far enough." He leaned his head in close to the fire, the soft glow of the flames illuminating his face. His hand jerked the poker forward and it stabbed the egg.
CcracK! SPLAT!
The four remaining Titans stared as Cyborg lifted his head from the fire and turned to stare back. White yellow egg yolk replaced the glow of the flames as it dripped off of his eyebrows, nose, and chin. Slowly he lifted his hand and wiped the yolk off his face before glancing at it.
Robin slapped his back, "hey, you were right, it did explode!"