Teen Titans Auto Crash Derby Chapter 3- The Event

Okay, this is the last chapter. Here we end the derby and a winner is declared. Enjoy!

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"Welcome to the first annual Teen Titans Auto Crash Derby. Here Titans have come from all over the tower to compete. First we would like to thank our sponsor, Birdra, for providing the funding," Starfire announced over a microphone. It was obvious she was reading from a Que. card. "Next, Raven, our medical expert for tonight's event. We would also like to thank 'Viva La Bam' for inspiring our games. That show is the... Shiz Nice?"

"Shiz niz," Piper whispered.

"Shiz niz," Starfire repeated triumphantly. "Next, we shall introduce our competitors. Hydra in The Tank. Cyborg will be driving the Double Scoop. Mathis and the Armored Buzz. The Flamemobile will be driven by Pyro. Robin's vehicle is entitled Robin's Tricked-Out Motorcycle. Animalia will be behind the wheel of the Transformer. Our last contender, Beast Boy, is driving the Evil Mode of Transportation that Delivers you from Point A to Point B with a Bad Attitude and is Mean and Scary and Above All Not Nice Car."

Beast Boy pulled around the corner on his tiny pink bicycle with training wheels, a woven plastic basket on the front, ribbons on the handlebars, ringing the little bell. On the back was a plastic license plate that read "Elise". He didn't look too happy.

Everyone stared at him for a few seconds, then burst out laughing.

"Oh, man! Look out for the mean and scary bicycle!" Cyborg warned, doubling over in his seat.

"Don't forget- not nice!" Robin reminded as he fell to the ground in tears.

"Yeah, you laugh now, but wait until I cream every last one of you!" Beast Boy cried angrily, shaking his fist.

"Whatever you say, Elise. Can we just get started?" Cyborg asked.

"Oh, of course! Start your engines, please!" Starfire yelled over the revving and roaring of the cars. "Begin!"

Instantly, Piper took after Mali, whose vehicle transformed into a bird, which took to the sky. Flamemobile was menacingly chasing after Double Scoop with the flames on high.

"Hey, wait! You're melting my ice cream!" Cyborg called to Michael when he realized his van was filling up with a giant sticky milkshake. Instinctively, he began to drink.

Robin whipped out a tracking device from his motorcycle and placed it on Armored Buzz as he drove by. He let out his tracker missiles, which made a direct hit on the slow-moving vehicle.

However, it made no difference due to the extremely thick armor.

Beast Boy just sort of sat there and watched.

When Mali had fallen from a blast from The Tank, Piper set her sights on the other green Changeling. She charged after him as he peddled as fast as he could.

He was sprinting away at an astounding negative two miles per hour.

"Well, if this isn't as boring as watching paint dry..." Piper mumbled. She turned her gearshift up a notch and bumped Beast Boy down a hill. "That should take care of him."

Meanwhile, Cyborg had put an end to his little "leakage" problem and was heading for revenge from Michael, who was leaning out the window of his parked Hummer flirting with Chanelle. Luckily, the redhead heard the music from Double Scoop and reversed out of the way just in time. Infuriated by the sneak attack (even though he can't spell "infuriated"), Michael unleashed a wicked flame at Double Scoop.

Unfortunately for him, it was one of the many tricks Cyborg uploaded into the ice cream truck- a hologram.

The fire went right through it and made a direct hit on Armored Buzz, sending it flying into a nearby tree, promptly exploding. The alcohol in the cooler only agitated the fire.

"Should we go check on him?" Mali asked, once again duking it out with Piper now as a T-Rex.

"Do you want to be disqualified?" Piper asked her sarcastically.

"I'll handle it," Raven muttered, flying over to the wreck to see if she could find Myron, or at least salvage some good wine. She pulled the unconscious Myron out from the vehicle and sent a signal to Starfire.

"Mathis and the Armored Buzz are unable to continue," she called into the mike.

Taking advantage of the confusion, Piper attempted to run over Robin's motorcycle. But Robin pushed a button and the rivets attached to his wheels expanded and she went right under him. The Tank crashed head-on with Double Scoop.

Raven headed over to inspect the damage and sent a different sign to the auburn-headed girl.

"Cyborg and Double Scoop are disqualified for exiting the arena."

"Hey, is that legal?" Mali asked, pointing to Michael. He was leaning against his car, once again flirting with the gorgeous Chanelle.

"Not, it is not! Pyro and Flamemobile, I am rueful to say, are no longer competing."

Piper and Mali both stared at Robin on his tiny little motorcycle. He stared back at the girls, daring them to make a move. Robin's Tricked-Out Motorcycle obviously had fail-safe gadgets with their names on them. The instant either one moved, he would strike stealthily, unnoticed. He would take one out, then the- oh, wait. Piper just blew him up.

"Robin is unable to battle."

"Looks like it's just you and me, Oceanne," Mali said through her COM link.

"Looks like it, Simmons," Piper replied.

"Why are we referring to each other by our last names?"

"It's better than third person, I guess. Bob Dole can go suck a toe."

"Agreed. Hey, Oceanne?"

"Hm?"

"Look out."

Transformer changed into a pterodactyl and struck from the sky, attacking quickly, then retreating before Piper could react. Until that is, Piper uncovered and memorized her attack pattern and foresaw Transformer's next move. She shot at the bird, taking it down.

It landed on The Tank.

"Hey, what the-?" Mali screamed, attempting to free herself.

"Get off me!" Piper ordered.

"Hey, your COM link still works? That must mean your engine's still running!"

"Hey, yeah! You, too! And we can't lose as long as our engines keep going."

"Please, now. One of you must fall. There can be only one victor."

"In that case we're combining to create one competitor!"

"Yeah! We're-"

"The Tankformer!" the two announced in unison.

"... Very well, then. There is nothing in the rules that prohibits uniting... I hereby declare- What is that?"

A pink and green something was slowly making its way up a very steep hill.

It was Beast Boy.

"Elise?" Mali asked unbelievingly.

"Well... Technically, I guess I didn't knock him out of bounds... Just down that hill..." Piper thought aloud.

"So you mean that green kid on a bike could still stop us from winning?"

"Not if we pound him first!"

However, when Piper and Mali tried against each other to attack, their controls couldn't react simultaneously.

"AAAUGH! I CAN'T STOP! THE BRAKES ARE CUT!" Beast Boy cried. He was zooming at The Tankformer at a whopping four and a half miles per hour. His front tire gingerly hit against the automotive, ceasing the runaway bike.

But the Tankformer flipped over completely.

"I am proud to announce Beast Boy as the champion of our very first Auto Crash Derby!"

"Awesome, dude! What'd I win?" he cried, ditching his bike and helping Piper and Mali out of their car thing.

"Well... I'm sure if it was one of us we'd get some really rad cash prize, but since it's just you and your dinky pink wuss bike, you can have whatever's in my pocket," Mali aid, digging in her pocket. "Looks like you get a button, two cents, and some lint."

Beast Boy sat down and cried.

Then a squirrel skittered onto his shoulder wearing a du-rag and a load of bling.

It sat up straight and said, "Remember kids: don't try this at home!"

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There you have it, people! Beast Boy on his little toddler bike won some buttons and lint! That lucky dog! How come BB carries forty bucks with him and Mali only has two cents? Anyway, my sister almost had milk come out of her nose when she read that part... Actually, I really put a lot of Mali's character into Piper. Because Mali's a skater girl! Oh, but that squirrel was a pimp, I say. He was all iced out. I call him Bob.

So I really hope you like my very first COMPLETED fic here! First I'd like to thank all the little people I had to step on to get here... And of course the big man upstairs. Thank you, grandpa. I love you all! So I'll see ya when I see ya! .