Fighting For Truth, Justice And The Last Slice of Pizza
What the Teen Titans /really/ think of that slogan

"Hey guys, they've got an article on us in the papers," said Beast Boy, spreading the newspaper on the floor. Four pairs of eyes peered over his shoulders.

" 'Fighting for truth, justice, and the last slice of pizza'," Starfire read. "It is truly an interesting title for this piece of journalistic information."

"I wouldn't fight for the last slice of pizza," commented a dry voice.

"Yeah?" Beast Boy turned, shooting a glare at Raven. "That's because you always use your telekinesis to get it before the rest of us."

"No I don't." An inanimate object in the Tower deconstructed courtesy of a black aura.

"Truth, justice, yeah that's good," said Cyborg. "But who cares for any of Beast Boy's pizzas?"

Starfire tilted her head thoughtfully. "Certainly more than those who partake of my Tamaranian specialities."

In the embarrassed coughing that followed, Beast Boy could be heard complaining. "Dude,you don't like anything that doesn't have meat inside! What is it with you and dead body parts?"

"It's not dead body parts, it's food."

"It was the last time I checked."

"Guys." Robin had picked up the paper and was looking at it thoughtfully, hand on chin. "How can we fight over the last slice of pizza when we can't even decide on what toppings to get?"

Crickets chirped in the silence that followed.

"... hang on," Cyborg remembered something. "We only get one pizza if it's a delivery."

"Half of everyone's favourite toppings and half vegetarian," said Raven.

"And there's one last slice in the fridge," Robin offered helpfully.

There was only the slightest pauses before the others dashed to the kitchen. Amidst the racket of the scuffle, no one heard Robin opening the door and paying the delivery boy he managed to bribe into rowing all the way to the island. As he took the pizza to his room, he glanced back at the forgotten newspaper on the floor. It would make a good slogan though...

The next moment, Starfire floated by, snatching the pizza out of his hands with a cheery 'Thank you'. He tried to give chase, but was held back by some very familiar black energy. "...cut it out! What's the deal?!?!"

"Vegetarian, so only Beast Boy wanted the last slice," said Raven. "We demand a rematch."

"Aw, no!"

The End?