Okay so I was watching Miss Congeniality yesterday with some friends when suddenly I was stricken with inspiration and voila! So enjoy and leave a review…maybe suggestions for possible characters?

Summary: When two contestants disappear, Starfire and Raven go undercover for the largest event of the year-the Miss Gotham beauty pageant-While the guys try to find the criminal will the girls survive the swimsuit, talent, and other competitions?  

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Mirror Mirror on the wall…

Who is the fairest of them all?

"Yo, Raven! C'mon out already." The robot sighed and slid to the floor.

His thoughts about the beauty pageant could be expressed in two words, hot babes. This was exactly how he wanted to spend his Friday 'patrol' night, swimming deep in a sea of women, especially since the pageant was funded by several of the largest, richest companies in the world. He didn't know who had threatened to destroy the beauty contest participants, but Cyborg was most defiantly not complaining. Special VIP tickets to the largest event of the year, not to mention the pool in the hotel where they would be staying with the 200 contestants, would mean scouring for skimpy suited chicks.

However, unfortunately for Cyborg, this 'mission' wasn't about to begin until he could convince an obstinate Raven to come out of the bathroom where Beast Boy and him had been waiting for the last eight hours, arguing about the finer points of dieting, meat vs. tofu. The talk with beast boy had been similar to listening to a vegetarian documentary and in short, a very impatient Cyborg tapped his foot. "Hurry up Rae! I gotta go!" The meta-human snickered at a wailing Beast Boy as he pulled out a few green hairs.

"I told you man, that tofu crap is bad for you."

"Not tofu, man! Soy milk." His whine was drowned in a loud sneeze as various shades of blue powder spilled out from their jars.

"Beast Boy! I apologize.  This war paint is mo-."

Robin turned to help the struggling alien with her last two buttons, "Its make-up, Star." 

"Oh," Starfire admiringly fingered her sash of magnolia-white satin, beaded with a string of seed pearls. "Beautiful! They almost look like the tiny shells on my planet. Tell me friends, does Raven look splendid in her dress?" 

 "Raven hasn't come out yet." Beast Boy glared at the door. "I didn't think she liked primping so much. I really have to go! Cy, just knock down the door already."

"Are you kidding? She might be dressing or something." Beast Boy's antics were annoying but Cyborg had to admit, he had never seen Raven in a dress before, though he wasn't sure if wasting precious hours of babe patrol was worth the wait.

"You need not sulk Beast Boy. I am sure Raven is happy to be part of this beauty contest, as I am." The alien gathered her skirt and glanced at the intimidating door. "Please Raven, it is I, Starfire. May I come and join you in the ritual of primping? Cyborg and Beast Boy feel that we shall miss out on the patrolling of the baby chickens if we do not leave soon."

"This is ridiculous." The dark girl's voice croaked with an irritated sigh as she stepped out of the room.

Star's bright green eyes flickered in surprise at her navy-shorts-and-baggy-sweat-shirt clad teammate. "Raven, you are not wearing your dress! You are not sick, correct? Shall I make you the pudding of wellness? Or perhaps recite to you all 3652 verses in the poem of good h-"

"Finally, I'm saved! What took you so...Ok, where's your dress? For all that is holy, please don't tell me it took this long just for you to shower!" Beast Boy groaned and made a mad dash for the bathroom with a yell. "You can change later, just let me go first!"

"Take your time. I'm not going to this contest."

Cyborg sniggered as his green friend turned into a cheetah and sprinted 90 mph down the hall. "No way Raven, not this time. We need you and Star to be the 'late entries' in this contest and keep the team updated about things. So you're going to be entering in the beauty pageant even if Mr. Soy Milk and I have to drag you there." Cyborg eyed the bundle tucked into her sweatshirt. "At least show us the dress, come on Rae, it can't be that bad...it's just...um..." He trialed off, searching for the right word to describe the filmy mess of fabric a particularly miffed Raven held out. "...Pink?"

"Ooh! Your dress is simply exquisite." Starfire beamed happily, staring at the delicate seashell pink edged in a pale spidery lace and wild-rose ruffles. She held it up, squealing in excitement when she found the ribbon strings that tied the low back of the clingy silk dress. "Perfect! It is magnificent! You simply must wear it as you and I shall do each others war paint and hair with the dead plants Robin has given us." 

"War paint?" The water dripped and trickled from her hair making a small puddle on the tile floor. Raven lifted a brow, "Do I dare ask what that is?"

"Come friend, it shall be most fun!" The alien princess smiled before dissolving into a fit of giggles as she smeared a streak of blue dust on an unsuspecting Beast Boy, who having relieved himself, screeched in protest. "This eye shadow stuff isn't supposed to be tested on animals. Ah! It burns, get it off me! Get it off me!" He turned into a fish before diving into a jug of water.

"Shadow? I thought Robin said this paint was called the making of the up." Starfire's bright green eyes looked confused. "Raven, why-."

Raven cut her off brusquely, "Let's go. We have a beauty pageant to win."

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