A/N: I kind a thought this wasn't Cyborg's personality...Reviews or suggestions?

Disclaimer: None of these characters are mine, don't sue me!

Behind The Mask
Chapter Two - Mr.PaperBag: Part I

"This is getting old." Cyborg sighed, firmly placing the video controller down. It was another, the four hundred times, 'YOU WIN, K.O!' thing flashed, blindingly which appeared on the screen.

There was no bad guy butt to kick, and Cyborg finished basically all the video games, there was not even a little kid who is having trouble reaching their cereal at the top of the pantry. He was sitting quietly in the family room with his head facing the ceiling as he slouched down the couch. He decided to quit video games for a while because after playing it for about four hours, it is possible to get tired by just looking at it...Even if you are seriously bored. He laid there for about five minutes and decided to watch television instead. He lifted his head. Before having the thought of watching television the first thing he had to do was look for that never-ending-lost-remote.

"Argh, forget it!" He complained and carelessly flicked off the controller which landed on the floor. He made room to lay his body down. Hoping to fall asleep he began shifting side to side, opening one eyelid than the next. And finally, after about ten minutes he got even more bored and frustrated which convinced himself that he had to do something other than to sleep. He lifted his neck over the couch and rested his chin against the armchair to look at the kitchen. He was searching around the room to see if there was anything he can do to keep him busy.

The tower seriously needs to be cleaned up. But man oh man looking at just makes me want to feel bored rather than clean up the darn thing. Besides I'm not THAT bored. If only Robin would put away all his cheesy music and – that's it! Cyborg thought to himself.

Cyborg was mischievous all of sudden and got the rid of the feeling of being bored. After all what Robin put him through yesterday at the obstacle course...it was pay back time! But of course, Cyborg wasn't really upset. It was just a teasing thing between good dear friends, riiight? He shot up from the couch, literally jumping over it and began looking for some string, cake mix, syrup... He was feeling giddy while menacingly laughing to himself. Not really, but hey it's fun to just play the part of Doctor Evil. It was safe to enter Robin's room because the spikey haired paranoid wart was training all day long in the Gym. After packing all of his equipment for his diabolical plan he went up to his room and actually dressed in black and wore a black ski mask. He tip toed his way to Robin's room and cautiously, slowly turned the knob as it freakishly squeaked a loud creak. He stopped, hastily backed away from the door and hid behind the corner.

Did any body hear that? He thought to himself, his eyes focusing on the almost-opened-door.
"Hi, Cyborg!" greeted Starfire, putting up her hand in the air. Cyborg jumped up!
"Experiencing heart problems!" He said wheezing, clutching to his chest.
Starfire apologized and examined the dressed up in black robot.
"May I ask what you are doing?" She said.
He quickly turned around and 'Shhh'ed her and told her she didn't see a thing.
This obviously confused her. Starfire clasped her hands behind her back while looking at Cyborg suspiciously who was reeking of sweat. She blinked a smile on her face and told Cyborg,
"Okay, Cyborg. I will obey your request and I will not mention anything to Robin."
Playing along she tip toed her way out leaving Cyborg alone to his duties.

Before opening the door all the way to make room for his large body, he oiled the door carefully so, it wouldn't squeak any more. Finally, opening the door all the way and closing it behind him it was time to get busy! He noticed many pictures and newspaper clips of every villain they fought especially a heck a lot of Slade pictures.
"Geez, this guy is crazy." Cyborg joked to himself and popped open the syrup.
Before doing his devilish deed, not only he was feeling mischievous today but also a little snitch! Successfully entering Robin's room was like once in a life time. Therefore, we would have to search the room top to bottom to find anything worthy of black mail!
"Let's see if Robin is being a good boy this year." Cyborg smirked and shoved open the drawer of his dresser looking for anything naughty.
There lied neatly folded capes, the outfit to his 'Robin suit' and what's this? Neatly folded masks! Some how he found this a little funny. He stopped laughing and began wondering what WAS under that mask anyway?
He sat there for a few minutes and a serious discussion began through his mind. He jolted and just like in those cartoons where you see a light bulb pop over their heads, it was the same thing Cyborg was experiencing.
"Ha ha, this is waaay better than booby-trapping his room!" He said gathering his clothes and shoving it in his bag. With that he left Robin's room the same way it was except his clothes which was lost in the oblivion of Cyborg's room of junk.

A/N: The whole purpose for this chapter was Cyborg playing a prank on Robin after what he put him through on the obstacle course. Does it sound like Cyborg? I havn't studied Cyborg in a while so this chapter may be unaccurate of his personality. Wah, don't hurt me!

This chapter was based on me, yes sneaky little me, try to snag a soda at the middle of the night. My garage door which where the fridge was, creaked and squeaked so loud as almost the whole world can hear, it was a struggle to get that sucker open! But I managed to get it and 'tip toed' my way back to my room, going through the places where the floors don't creak. I had to climb up on top of the railings of the stairs because those squeaked too!