Greetings once again faithful readers. Sorry this chapter took a little
longer to get out; I've been doing a lot of work on a trebuchet for a
school thing. My friend and I are going to a competition on Saturday, and
it needs to be done by then, so that's why I've been kinda lazy in my
writing, sorry. Anyway, other than that, not much has been happening in my
life lately, the most exciting thing I've done recently is I got the Ben
Folds Five CD "Whatever and Ever Amen." I'm listening to it right now, and
it's really good, though it's kind of an acquired taste. On the topic of
this fic, sorry the last chapter was kinda crappy, I had a lot of ideas,
but I had trouble getting them down, so the writing suffered. But that's no
excuse for letting down you, the valued reader. Please excuse me for my
grievous incompetence. Well, I hope this chapter will be better, so here it
is.
Disclaimer: I hate doing this stupid thing; I never have anything funny to say. But nonetheless, I don't own any cartoons, nor the means to produce any.
"Well, this should be fun," Raven stated neutrally, looking out over the people currently occupying the beach.
And she was quite right; this is going to be fun. The beach was populated by many diverse peoples, though it was not packed, leaving plenty of room for out heroes. After each took stock of the current situation, they began to unpack the car, grabbing their towels and other assorted accessories. Once the car was unpacked, they ventured out onto the sandy ground of the beach. Scanning the area for a good spot to set up their home base, Cyborg quickly found a good, open spot for them to claim.
"Hey guys, I see a good spot over there!" Cyborg said, pointing out the area he had scoped out.
"Well, let's hurry up and get there before someone else claims it," Robin added, as he began to walk briskly in the direction of their place on the sand.
The others hefted their loads, and followed him quickly, dodging through the crowd of people, trying not to step on anyone lying in their path. Robin, having moved toward their desired spot, neared it first, and was just about to put his things down, when another person quickly ran up and threw his belongings down in their area.
"Hey! I was just about to put my things down!" Robin informed the man, who looked to be about in his mid-twenties, angrily.
"Sorry dude, I shotguned it way back there," the man said, indicating the opposite direction from Robin's path.
"That doesn't count! I couldn't hear it, so the shotgun is moot!" Robin shot back.
"Yes it does! I have witnesses of my shotgun, and we could both see the area, so it counts!" the man countered, visibly annoyed.
"Whoa, are we having a shotgun dispute here?" Beastboy asked, approaching along with the others. When he received a positive response, he continued, "Well, leave it up to me, I'm a licensed shotgun judge!"
"Like hell you are!" the man spat angrily, "There can't possibly be anything like that!"
"Au Contraire, dude," Beastboy answered, pulling out his wallet. "I have credentials," he finished, removing a card from the aforementioned wallet, and presenting it to the man.
"Let me see that!" the man yelled, snatching the card from Beastboy's grasp. "'This card confirms that the holder is licensed by international law to administer shotgun dispute rulings. All decisions made by this person will be upheld by any and all courts, internationally,'" the man read from the card. "Oh come on! This has to be some kinda joke!" the man exclaimed.
"I'm afraid not, now tell me the exact shotgun proceedings," Beastboy replied, taking his card back from the man and placing it and his wallet back in their original places.
"I got here first, and I was about to put my stuff down to claim the spot, when he ran up and threw his things down," Robin explained, attempting to quell his rage.
"I saw the space way back there," the man said indicating his direction of entrance again, "and yelled out my shotgun, then ran over here and put my stuff down."
"So, you called shotgun," Beastboy began, gesturing to the man, "but you didn't hear it," he continued, looking to Robin. "And you got here first," indicating Robin once again, "but you put your things down, thinking that your shotgun stood?" he finished, looking back to the man.
"Yes!" Robin and the man yelled, becoming impatient with the entire situation.
"Well, because the first shotgun was unheard, it was invalidated, and because you got here first," he looked to Robin, "you initiated an undeclared shotgun, thus the object of the shotgun is awarded to you." He completed his verdict, presenting Robin with the prized plot of beach.
"Ha! I was right! And you lose, moron!" Robin taunted the man, reveling in his victory.
"Damn it! This isn't the end, dude! I will have my revenge! You'll see!" the man threatened, picking up his things and sulking away.
"Did either of you understand what the hell just happened?" Raven asked Cyborg and Starfire, completely bewildered by the exchange that just took place.
"I am very confused," Starfire answered.
"I thought you could only shotgun the front seat of a car," Cyborg confessed, just as befuddled as Raven and Starfire.
"It doesn't matter how we got it, just that it's now ours, now let's hurry up and set up camp so we can start enjoying ourselves," Robin pointed out, already beginning to un pack his things, along with Beastboy.
Being thrown out of their confused stupors, the other three titans shook their heads to clear the bewildered expressions from their faces, and quickly set about the task of setting up their base of operations. Cyborg set down his things and picked up the large beach umbrella they brought and, after opening it, drove the spiked end of it firmly into the sand in the center of their chosen area. Once the space had been officially marked as theirs, they all rolled out the towels they each brought around the vicinity and put all of their extra things in a pile under the umbrella. Once the set up of their area was complete, the guys removed their shirts and kicked off their sandals, with the exception of Cyborg, who never wears clothes.
"Hey, didn't you girls bring your bathing suits?" Beastboy inquired, the image of Raven in a bikini briefly flashing in his mind, causing him to blush ever so slightly.
"Yes we did Beastboy; we are wearing them underneath our outer layer of clothes, to save time," Starfire explained.
With that, the girls proceeded to remove their outer layer of clothes. Also, at the same time, the boys fell into about the third trance today at the sight of the two beautiful before them in less than modest bathing suits. Starfire was wearing a pink two piece which accentuated her tall and slender, though curvaceous figure. Raven, on the other hand, chose to wear a dark purple bikini, just like in Beastboy's daydream.
Beastboy and Robin found it quite difficult to keep from blatantly staring at the respective objects of their affections. Robin was forced to use every bit of mental training to do his best to focus on the clouds, though he would rather frequently find himself quickly glancing back to the goddess before him. Beastboy, on the other hand, was doing the best he could just keeping from staring at Raven with his jaw completely agape.
The girls were similarly, though more covertly, enamored as well. Starfire suddenly found herself repeatedly and involuntarily shifting her field of vision to focus upon Robin, and particularly his muscled chest. Raven, however, took note of how much Beastboy had grown physically over the past couple of years. He had finally hit his growth spurt, and now stood about five feet, ten inches tall. But, most interestingly (to Raven anyway), he had grown quite physically fit, giving him a lean, through still clearly strong build. Though she wouldn't admit it to anyone, she had recently grown somewhat fond of the fuzzy, green, young man in front of her.
Suddenly pulling herself back into reality, Raven noticed that Beastboy was staring vacantly at her, and following Robin's frequent glances, discovered he appeared quite interested in Starfire's attire. Quickly formulating a plan, she decided to have a little fun at Beastboy's expense.
"So Beastboy, you like what you see?" she asked seductively, sauntering over to him, swaying her hips slightly.
"Uh, well, err, that is, I uh..." Beastboy attempted to begin, though he found it difficult with his rapidly increasing heart rate and complete astonishment at what was happening.
Covering the distance between them, Raven decided to have a little more fun before allowing Beastboy to relax. She stopped in front of him and rested her left hand on her hip, then placing her right index finger under the visibly shaking boy's chin she said with a sadistic smile, "Just kidding."
She then backed away and walked over to where she had placed her discarded outer wear, and replaced it in her bag. After completing that task, she proceeded to move over to the place her towel rested on the ground, and laid herself down on it, and allowed herself to relax in the warm rays of the sun. She did all of this of course under the collectively befuddled gaze of everyone else.
Cyborg was the first to speak up on the matter, saying simply, "They're all crazy."
Shaking the confusion out of his head, Robin made a quick decision to hang out with the guys for a little while, and let himself calm down, and try to get used to the sight of Starfire in her bathing suit, "Ok, now that we're all set up, you girls can stay here and relax in the sun if you want to, and we guys can go play some football. How does that sound?"
"That sounds entertaining!" Starfire agreed cheerily, secretly overjoyed that she would get to see Robin playing football without a shirt.
"I hope you're ready to get crushed, then," Cyborg said with a competitive smile, picking up the football from Robin's bag.
"Sure, works for me," Raven added from her place on the ground.
"Yeah..., sure...," Beastboy finally managed to get out, still stupefied by Raven's little trick.
To Be Continued...
Wow, that was shorter than I hoped for. Oh well, I'll do my best to keep up the quality and make it longer next chapter. I would have just kept writing and made it a little better, but this was too good a place to stop to pass up. Sorry it took so long to post, I've been working on that project all week, and I've had almost no time to write, but I'll probably have enough time next week, so you can expect more chapters. Anyway, I went to science Olympiad today (That's what I was building the catapult for), and my school got fourth out of seventeen, and I got a second place in one event and the catapult got me a third place. Well, I'll stop boring you with the extreme nerdiness of my life and let you get back to doing more important things than reading my unworthy fic. So, until next time, goodbye, and please read and review!
Disclaimer: I hate doing this stupid thing; I never have anything funny to say. But nonetheless, I don't own any cartoons, nor the means to produce any.
"Well, this should be fun," Raven stated neutrally, looking out over the people currently occupying the beach.
And she was quite right; this is going to be fun. The beach was populated by many diverse peoples, though it was not packed, leaving plenty of room for out heroes. After each took stock of the current situation, they began to unpack the car, grabbing their towels and other assorted accessories. Once the car was unpacked, they ventured out onto the sandy ground of the beach. Scanning the area for a good spot to set up their home base, Cyborg quickly found a good, open spot for them to claim.
"Hey guys, I see a good spot over there!" Cyborg said, pointing out the area he had scoped out.
"Well, let's hurry up and get there before someone else claims it," Robin added, as he began to walk briskly in the direction of their place on the sand.
The others hefted their loads, and followed him quickly, dodging through the crowd of people, trying not to step on anyone lying in their path. Robin, having moved toward their desired spot, neared it first, and was just about to put his things down, when another person quickly ran up and threw his belongings down in their area.
"Hey! I was just about to put my things down!" Robin informed the man, who looked to be about in his mid-twenties, angrily.
"Sorry dude, I shotguned it way back there," the man said, indicating the opposite direction from Robin's path.
"That doesn't count! I couldn't hear it, so the shotgun is moot!" Robin shot back.
"Yes it does! I have witnesses of my shotgun, and we could both see the area, so it counts!" the man countered, visibly annoyed.
"Whoa, are we having a shotgun dispute here?" Beastboy asked, approaching along with the others. When he received a positive response, he continued, "Well, leave it up to me, I'm a licensed shotgun judge!"
"Like hell you are!" the man spat angrily, "There can't possibly be anything like that!"
"Au Contraire, dude," Beastboy answered, pulling out his wallet. "I have credentials," he finished, removing a card from the aforementioned wallet, and presenting it to the man.
"Let me see that!" the man yelled, snatching the card from Beastboy's grasp. "'This card confirms that the holder is licensed by international law to administer shotgun dispute rulings. All decisions made by this person will be upheld by any and all courts, internationally,'" the man read from the card. "Oh come on! This has to be some kinda joke!" the man exclaimed.
"I'm afraid not, now tell me the exact shotgun proceedings," Beastboy replied, taking his card back from the man and placing it and his wallet back in their original places.
"I got here first, and I was about to put my stuff down to claim the spot, when he ran up and threw his things down," Robin explained, attempting to quell his rage.
"I saw the space way back there," the man said indicating his direction of entrance again, "and yelled out my shotgun, then ran over here and put my stuff down."
"So, you called shotgun," Beastboy began, gesturing to the man, "but you didn't hear it," he continued, looking to Robin. "And you got here first," indicating Robin once again, "but you put your things down, thinking that your shotgun stood?" he finished, looking back to the man.
"Yes!" Robin and the man yelled, becoming impatient with the entire situation.
"Well, because the first shotgun was unheard, it was invalidated, and because you got here first," he looked to Robin, "you initiated an undeclared shotgun, thus the object of the shotgun is awarded to you." He completed his verdict, presenting Robin with the prized plot of beach.
"Ha! I was right! And you lose, moron!" Robin taunted the man, reveling in his victory.
"Damn it! This isn't the end, dude! I will have my revenge! You'll see!" the man threatened, picking up his things and sulking away.
"Did either of you understand what the hell just happened?" Raven asked Cyborg and Starfire, completely bewildered by the exchange that just took place.
"I am very confused," Starfire answered.
"I thought you could only shotgun the front seat of a car," Cyborg confessed, just as befuddled as Raven and Starfire.
"It doesn't matter how we got it, just that it's now ours, now let's hurry up and set up camp so we can start enjoying ourselves," Robin pointed out, already beginning to un pack his things, along with Beastboy.
Being thrown out of their confused stupors, the other three titans shook their heads to clear the bewildered expressions from their faces, and quickly set about the task of setting up their base of operations. Cyborg set down his things and picked up the large beach umbrella they brought and, after opening it, drove the spiked end of it firmly into the sand in the center of their chosen area. Once the space had been officially marked as theirs, they all rolled out the towels they each brought around the vicinity and put all of their extra things in a pile under the umbrella. Once the set up of their area was complete, the guys removed their shirts and kicked off their sandals, with the exception of Cyborg, who never wears clothes.
"Hey, didn't you girls bring your bathing suits?" Beastboy inquired, the image of Raven in a bikini briefly flashing in his mind, causing him to blush ever so slightly.
"Yes we did Beastboy; we are wearing them underneath our outer layer of clothes, to save time," Starfire explained.
With that, the girls proceeded to remove their outer layer of clothes. Also, at the same time, the boys fell into about the third trance today at the sight of the two beautiful before them in less than modest bathing suits. Starfire was wearing a pink two piece which accentuated her tall and slender, though curvaceous figure. Raven, on the other hand, chose to wear a dark purple bikini, just like in Beastboy's daydream.
Beastboy and Robin found it quite difficult to keep from blatantly staring at the respective objects of their affections. Robin was forced to use every bit of mental training to do his best to focus on the clouds, though he would rather frequently find himself quickly glancing back to the goddess before him. Beastboy, on the other hand, was doing the best he could just keeping from staring at Raven with his jaw completely agape.
The girls were similarly, though more covertly, enamored as well. Starfire suddenly found herself repeatedly and involuntarily shifting her field of vision to focus upon Robin, and particularly his muscled chest. Raven, however, took note of how much Beastboy had grown physically over the past couple of years. He had finally hit his growth spurt, and now stood about five feet, ten inches tall. But, most interestingly (to Raven anyway), he had grown quite physically fit, giving him a lean, through still clearly strong build. Though she wouldn't admit it to anyone, she had recently grown somewhat fond of the fuzzy, green, young man in front of her.
Suddenly pulling herself back into reality, Raven noticed that Beastboy was staring vacantly at her, and following Robin's frequent glances, discovered he appeared quite interested in Starfire's attire. Quickly formulating a plan, she decided to have a little fun at Beastboy's expense.
"So Beastboy, you like what you see?" she asked seductively, sauntering over to him, swaying her hips slightly.
"Uh, well, err, that is, I uh..." Beastboy attempted to begin, though he found it difficult with his rapidly increasing heart rate and complete astonishment at what was happening.
Covering the distance between them, Raven decided to have a little more fun before allowing Beastboy to relax. She stopped in front of him and rested her left hand on her hip, then placing her right index finger under the visibly shaking boy's chin she said with a sadistic smile, "Just kidding."
She then backed away and walked over to where she had placed her discarded outer wear, and replaced it in her bag. After completing that task, she proceeded to move over to the place her towel rested on the ground, and laid herself down on it, and allowed herself to relax in the warm rays of the sun. She did all of this of course under the collectively befuddled gaze of everyone else.
Cyborg was the first to speak up on the matter, saying simply, "They're all crazy."
Shaking the confusion out of his head, Robin made a quick decision to hang out with the guys for a little while, and let himself calm down, and try to get used to the sight of Starfire in her bathing suit, "Ok, now that we're all set up, you girls can stay here and relax in the sun if you want to, and we guys can go play some football. How does that sound?"
"That sounds entertaining!" Starfire agreed cheerily, secretly overjoyed that she would get to see Robin playing football without a shirt.
"I hope you're ready to get crushed, then," Cyborg said with a competitive smile, picking up the football from Robin's bag.
"Sure, works for me," Raven added from her place on the ground.
"Yeah..., sure...," Beastboy finally managed to get out, still stupefied by Raven's little trick.
To Be Continued...
Wow, that was shorter than I hoped for. Oh well, I'll do my best to keep up the quality and make it longer next chapter. I would have just kept writing and made it a little better, but this was too good a place to stop to pass up. Sorry it took so long to post, I've been working on that project all week, and I've had almost no time to write, but I'll probably have enough time next week, so you can expect more chapters. Anyway, I went to science Olympiad today (That's what I was building the catapult for), and my school got fourth out of seventeen, and I got a second place in one event and the catapult got me a third place. Well, I'll stop boring you with the extreme nerdiness of my life and let you get back to doing more important things than reading my unworthy fic. So, until next time, goodbye, and please read and review!