So, this is my first Titan fic. My favorite character is Raven, but I
decided to do a fic about all the titans for now. Raven's mind is VERY
complex, and I want to learn as much about her as I can before writing a
Raven fic. Basically, the Titans stop a mediocre villain, and discover he
has pot on him! So, like some teens, they decide to experiment with it.
Go easy, as this is my first ever Titan fic. I don't own Teen Titans, but
I'd like to date Raven.
CHAPTER 1: The Find
"Titans! Go!" Robin and the rest of the Titans were chasing an unruly looking crook down Main Street. He had just robbed a bank, and was scared shitless that the Titans were chasing him. Normally, the Titans wouldn't bother with a punk like this, but they were all coming back from taking out a bigger villain and happened to hear the bank manager screaming for help.
"Give it up, punk," Robin yelled as he chased down the guy on foot. "Man," commented Cyborg, "that guy's pathetic. I don't even think we need to help Robin." Robin was catching up to the robber easily. As Robin got close, the guy pulled out a gun and aimed it a Robin. "Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos!" screamed Raven, and the gun flew out of the man's hand and toward Raven. The robber looked in horror as, with a simple thought, Raven crushed the gun into a ball. As Robin grabbed him from behind, he said, "Just think what she could do to your balls." "I give up, man! I give up!" yelled the robber, dropping to his knees in front of Robin. "Please don't let that goth psycho chick hurt me! I give up!" The others laughed. Even Raven had a small smirk on her face.
The police soon showed up and took the guys to jail. Raven handed the balled up gun to one of the cops. "Evidence," she said dryly. "Uh, thanks," said the cop. "Did you do this to the gun?" Raven's eyes glowed white and the gun regained its original shape. "Holy shit!" the cop said. "That's unbelievably cool! Thanks you, Titans. You came through as usually. I don't know what we'd do without you." They all smiled and began to head back to the tower. As Cyborg was walking with the others, he noticed a ziplock bag on the ground. "What's this?" he said, picking it up. In the bag was a good amount of a purplish looking grass. "Maybe it is a snack," said Starfire. "It is in a sandwich bag." "Nah," said Beastboy, "I don't think so." Robin took the bag from Cyborg, opened it, and smelled. "DAMN!" Robin said, pulling back the bag from his nose. "Isn't that...marijuana?" asked Raven. "Strong marijuana," Robin replied. "That guy must have thrown it while I was chasing him. Oh, well. Just another charge for him." Robin wanted to go to the police station and give them the weed, but he was tired, sweaty and hungry. "We'll bring this to the cops tomorrow morning," he said. "Let's go home, guys."
Back at Titan Tower, the team took turns showering, and then ate a nice dinner. Cyborg and Beast Boy got into it as usual about the lack of meat for dinner. They all cleaned up and then sat together watching a horror movie Raven had rented. It was pretty good. After the movie, Starfire began to ask questions. "So, what is this 'weed' substance we found?" Robin grinned at her cute ignorance. "Well, it's a drug that grows on a plant. You roll it up in something, and you smoke it like a cigarette, except that it alters your state of mind. Some people say it makes you feel good. But, I've heard it's bad for you." "Hey!" Beastboy began. "Anyone ever smoke weed before? I haven't." They all shook their heads. Raven said, "Anything that alters your mind can't be good for you. That stuff is shit." "How do we know?" Cyborg asked. "We've never tried it." "Hey!" Beastboy said. "How about, only if you guys want to, let's try it. There will still be enough left to give the cops!" They looked at him in shock. "We're crime fighters," Robin said. "Weed is illegal. We'd be breaking the law." "Ah, who'd know?" Beastboy said. "Besides, we're not hurting anybody. And, doing something, well, criminal, might help us understand crime more." To Robin's shock, Cyborg said, "Hey, I'm game if you guys do it too." "I wish to try all earthly experiences," grinned Starfire. "Rae?" Beastboy said, looking at Raven. "We either all do it together, or forget it." Raven thought hard. It was illegal, but she was always open to experiencing different levels of consciousness. Raven, avid reader, had read up on weed and despite her earlier objections, she read that in moderation, it actually wasn't that dangerous. She also thought, though, about how it would affect her powers. "I'll try," she said. "But you guys have to keep a close eye on me. Don't forget, my mind can be dangerous." "Don't worry Rae," said Beastboy. "I got your back." Robin saw he was outnumbered on this, and besides, he was curious, too. "Okay," he said. "Anyone know how to do this?"
Cyborg went online and got instructions on how to roll a blunt. Meanwhile, Beastboy ran out and bought some blunt wraps. It took a few tries, but Cyborg finally produced a pretty good blunt for a beginner. It was big and perfectly formed.
The friends looked at each other, trying to decide who should light it. Finally, Robin suggested that Beast Boy spark it up, as he had suggested trying this. Beast Boy took the lighter Cyborg bought with the wraps, took a deep breathe, and sparked it up.
(So, that's the end of chapter one. I decided to stop it here for suspense. Please review, flame, whatever. In the next chapter, Cheech and Chong are humbled.)
CHAPTER 1: The Find
"Titans! Go!" Robin and the rest of the Titans were chasing an unruly looking crook down Main Street. He had just robbed a bank, and was scared shitless that the Titans were chasing him. Normally, the Titans wouldn't bother with a punk like this, but they were all coming back from taking out a bigger villain and happened to hear the bank manager screaming for help.
"Give it up, punk," Robin yelled as he chased down the guy on foot. "Man," commented Cyborg, "that guy's pathetic. I don't even think we need to help Robin." Robin was catching up to the robber easily. As Robin got close, the guy pulled out a gun and aimed it a Robin. "Azarath, Metrion, Zinthos!" screamed Raven, and the gun flew out of the man's hand and toward Raven. The robber looked in horror as, with a simple thought, Raven crushed the gun into a ball. As Robin grabbed him from behind, he said, "Just think what she could do to your balls." "I give up, man! I give up!" yelled the robber, dropping to his knees in front of Robin. "Please don't let that goth psycho chick hurt me! I give up!" The others laughed. Even Raven had a small smirk on her face.
The police soon showed up and took the guys to jail. Raven handed the balled up gun to one of the cops. "Evidence," she said dryly. "Uh, thanks," said the cop. "Did you do this to the gun?" Raven's eyes glowed white and the gun regained its original shape. "Holy shit!" the cop said. "That's unbelievably cool! Thanks you, Titans. You came through as usually. I don't know what we'd do without you." They all smiled and began to head back to the tower. As Cyborg was walking with the others, he noticed a ziplock bag on the ground. "What's this?" he said, picking it up. In the bag was a good amount of a purplish looking grass. "Maybe it is a snack," said Starfire. "It is in a sandwich bag." "Nah," said Beastboy, "I don't think so." Robin took the bag from Cyborg, opened it, and smelled. "DAMN!" Robin said, pulling back the bag from his nose. "Isn't that...marijuana?" asked Raven. "Strong marijuana," Robin replied. "That guy must have thrown it while I was chasing him. Oh, well. Just another charge for him." Robin wanted to go to the police station and give them the weed, but he was tired, sweaty and hungry. "We'll bring this to the cops tomorrow morning," he said. "Let's go home, guys."
Back at Titan Tower, the team took turns showering, and then ate a nice dinner. Cyborg and Beast Boy got into it as usual about the lack of meat for dinner. They all cleaned up and then sat together watching a horror movie Raven had rented. It was pretty good. After the movie, Starfire began to ask questions. "So, what is this 'weed' substance we found?" Robin grinned at her cute ignorance. "Well, it's a drug that grows on a plant. You roll it up in something, and you smoke it like a cigarette, except that it alters your state of mind. Some people say it makes you feel good. But, I've heard it's bad for you." "Hey!" Beastboy began. "Anyone ever smoke weed before? I haven't." They all shook their heads. Raven said, "Anything that alters your mind can't be good for you. That stuff is shit." "How do we know?" Cyborg asked. "We've never tried it." "Hey!" Beastboy said. "How about, only if you guys want to, let's try it. There will still be enough left to give the cops!" They looked at him in shock. "We're crime fighters," Robin said. "Weed is illegal. We'd be breaking the law." "Ah, who'd know?" Beastboy said. "Besides, we're not hurting anybody. And, doing something, well, criminal, might help us understand crime more." To Robin's shock, Cyborg said, "Hey, I'm game if you guys do it too." "I wish to try all earthly experiences," grinned Starfire. "Rae?" Beastboy said, looking at Raven. "We either all do it together, or forget it." Raven thought hard. It was illegal, but she was always open to experiencing different levels of consciousness. Raven, avid reader, had read up on weed and despite her earlier objections, she read that in moderation, it actually wasn't that dangerous. She also thought, though, about how it would affect her powers. "I'll try," she said. "But you guys have to keep a close eye on me. Don't forget, my mind can be dangerous." "Don't worry Rae," said Beastboy. "I got your back." Robin saw he was outnumbered on this, and besides, he was curious, too. "Okay," he said. "Anyone know how to do this?"
Cyborg went online and got instructions on how to roll a blunt. Meanwhile, Beastboy ran out and bought some blunt wraps. It took a few tries, but Cyborg finally produced a pretty good blunt for a beginner. It was big and perfectly formed.
The friends looked at each other, trying to decide who should light it. Finally, Robin suggested that Beast Boy spark it up, as he had suggested trying this. Beast Boy took the lighter Cyborg bought with the wraps, took a deep breathe, and sparked it up.
(So, that's the end of chapter one. I decided to stop it here for suspense. Please review, flame, whatever. In the next chapter, Cheech and Chong are humbled.)