Hey there fellow internet junkies!! This is my first TT fic, so enjoy!!
Please note that this fic is pre-written, and pretty good, according to my
friends at school.. 12 one-sided college-ruled notebook pages! XD
How this story came to be: Yes, I've always wondered: "Okay, so where DID BB get those tofu eggs??" and other related questions. So it dawned on me: SOMEONE MUST DO THE GROCERY SHOPPING *FOR* THEM!! Like, an old lady or something. I mean, do they REALLY have the time to shop? NO! they have to defend the city! So, I made a fic where they have to do shopping themselves.
That's about it.. Please read and review.
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Grocery Shopping
By gamegurl mirai
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"Dude! That was SO cheating!" Beast Boy growled, mashing the A button on his controller.
"Is not!" Cyborg argued. "Yoshi is no match for Samus!" he stated, pressing random button combos so Samus would shoot massive bullets at a certain Hyrulian hero. "And you're ALWAYS Yoshi!"
"What can I say? Yoshi has good taste," Beast Boy grinned. He liked green.
The surround sound on the humongous TV screen was equally matched with the intense graphics.
"Taste THIS!" Robin laughed as his character, Link, unleashed a fireflower attack on his opponents.
"Super Squash? Again?" Raven rolled her eyes from the hallway, a fair-sized novel clutched in her hand.
"Super SMASH," Beast Boy corrected, matter-of-factly, and looking quite insulted.
"Come, Raven! Will you not enjoy the delightful sights and sounds of the Cube of Games with us?" Starfire asked cheerfully from her seat next to the boys on the couch.
"No, I'll pass today.."
A ring from the doorbell was echoed throughout the tower.
"That must be the mailman," Robin said, getting up. "I'll get it."
"Mail! The wonders of messages and packages sent from the wonderful postal workers of Earth!" Starfire sang, bouncing around.
"Herbal.. Tea.."
Robin promptly returned, hauling a huge sack of the usual fangirl letters to him in one hand, and a single, not-covered-in-pink-hearts-and-kisses- and/or-suggestive/rated-x letter in the other.
"Aren't we supposed to get a package of groceries today?" Cyborg pointed out. He, Star, and BB had abandoned the TV to join Robin and Raven in the kitchen. (Raven was pouring tea. Robin, being earth-friendly, was dumping the contents of the sack into the trash compactor AND opening the letter AT THE SAME TIME! MULTITASKING!)
"Hmmm.. 'Dear Teen Titans,'" he began.
"'We are sorry to inform you that Mrs. Jeremiah has fallen ill..'"
"You mean that old lady who gets our groceries for us?" BB asked, his face filled with concern. "Dude, she always gets me the good tofu---"
Cyborg clamped a hand firmly over the green boy's mouth so that Robin could continue.
"'..and therefore you must purchase your own groceries for the week at your local supermarket.
Sincerely,
The Government.'"
"Grocery shopping?" Raven asked. "We're doomed."
"'PS- enclosed are 500 dollars in cash.'" Robin added.
"We're doomed," Raven repeated, sipping her tea.
"We can't GROCERY SHOP," Beast Boy argued, slamming his fists on the table. "We're SUPERHEROES. We DON'T shop."
"Speak for yourself," Cyborg said. "Besides, if we can beat giant fire monsters and defeat evil puppet kings, this should be a piece of cake."
"Yeah, how hard could it be?" Robin shrugged, withdrawing the cash from the envelope and stashing it in his utilty belt. Of course, none of them knew what they were getting themselves into..
"Then let the shopping of consumable items commence!"
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"There it is.. Buymart," Cyborg pointed at a building while closing his city database search program.
"And our doom," Raven commented dully, as they descended.
"Oh, this will be a most.. FUN.. experience!" Starfire said enthusiastically, too joyful to find the right words for the occasion. She was taking great care not to drop Robin in this excitement by accident.
"Star.." Robin choked.
"I cannot wait to learn of Earth's market customs, and-"
"..fire.."
"Yes, Robin?"
"Can't.. breathe.." Robin gasped, his face slowly turning an odd shade of blue from starfire holding him too tightly in her immense joy.
"Oh! My apologies, Robin!" she cried as they landed on the paved entrance- pedestrian-sidewalk-type.. area outside the store. A few old people were walking by, oblivious to the fact that a bunch of teenage superheroes in spandex, mechanical parts, and/or unnatural skin colors landed in front of them.
They were pushing carts.
"Ok," Robin cleared his throat. "First things first."
"Cart," Raven said, summoning an empty shopping cart from the specified rows of metal cages with wheels conveniently attached.
"How strange.. Metal cages with wheels conveniently attached," Starfire prodded at the cart.
"Starfire, these are shopping carts," Cyborg politely explained.
"We're doomed," Raven said again. She followed Robin inside, pushing the cart with her powers. The other Titans followed.
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Yes, the end of the first of many glorious chapters. Ok, it might only be like 4 or 5, but whatever.
Question for the grocery-shop knowledgeable: What are those bins that they use in the produce section? You know, those funny island things where they put stuff like apples, and have a pretty sign in the middle saying, "Red Delicious Apples: 50 cents a pound" and stuff.. I really need to know this. Ask your grandma. Mine's out of country, so I can't. T_T
When this fic is finished, please look out for one more humorous fic and an actual STORY type thing from me!! YAY! I'll tell you more later.. ;)
So review! And check out grandlethal . net for my lovely website and A ROBIN LAYOUT!! ^o^ WOOOOOOOOOT!
How this story came to be: Yes, I've always wondered: "Okay, so where DID BB get those tofu eggs??" and other related questions. So it dawned on me: SOMEONE MUST DO THE GROCERY SHOPPING *FOR* THEM!! Like, an old lady or something. I mean, do they REALLY have the time to shop? NO! they have to defend the city! So, I made a fic where they have to do shopping themselves.
That's about it.. Please read and review.
~*~*~*~*~*~*
Grocery Shopping
By gamegurl mirai
~*~*~*~*~**~*~
"Dude! That was SO cheating!" Beast Boy growled, mashing the A button on his controller.
"Is not!" Cyborg argued. "Yoshi is no match for Samus!" he stated, pressing random button combos so Samus would shoot massive bullets at a certain Hyrulian hero. "And you're ALWAYS Yoshi!"
"What can I say? Yoshi has good taste," Beast Boy grinned. He liked green.
The surround sound on the humongous TV screen was equally matched with the intense graphics.
"Taste THIS!" Robin laughed as his character, Link, unleashed a fireflower attack on his opponents.
"Super Squash? Again?" Raven rolled her eyes from the hallway, a fair-sized novel clutched in her hand.
"Super SMASH," Beast Boy corrected, matter-of-factly, and looking quite insulted.
"Come, Raven! Will you not enjoy the delightful sights and sounds of the Cube of Games with us?" Starfire asked cheerfully from her seat next to the boys on the couch.
"No, I'll pass today.."
A ring from the doorbell was echoed throughout the tower.
"That must be the mailman," Robin said, getting up. "I'll get it."
"Mail! The wonders of messages and packages sent from the wonderful postal workers of Earth!" Starfire sang, bouncing around.
"Herbal.. Tea.."
Robin promptly returned, hauling a huge sack of the usual fangirl letters to him in one hand, and a single, not-covered-in-pink-hearts-and-kisses- and/or-suggestive/rated-x letter in the other.
"Aren't we supposed to get a package of groceries today?" Cyborg pointed out. He, Star, and BB had abandoned the TV to join Robin and Raven in the kitchen. (Raven was pouring tea. Robin, being earth-friendly, was dumping the contents of the sack into the trash compactor AND opening the letter AT THE SAME TIME! MULTITASKING!)
"Hmmm.. 'Dear Teen Titans,'" he began.
"'We are sorry to inform you that Mrs. Jeremiah has fallen ill..'"
"You mean that old lady who gets our groceries for us?" BB asked, his face filled with concern. "Dude, she always gets me the good tofu---"
Cyborg clamped a hand firmly over the green boy's mouth so that Robin could continue.
"'..and therefore you must purchase your own groceries for the week at your local supermarket.
Sincerely,
The Government.'"
"Grocery shopping?" Raven asked. "We're doomed."
"'PS- enclosed are 500 dollars in cash.'" Robin added.
"We're doomed," Raven repeated, sipping her tea.
"We can't GROCERY SHOP," Beast Boy argued, slamming his fists on the table. "We're SUPERHEROES. We DON'T shop."
"Speak for yourself," Cyborg said. "Besides, if we can beat giant fire monsters and defeat evil puppet kings, this should be a piece of cake."
"Yeah, how hard could it be?" Robin shrugged, withdrawing the cash from the envelope and stashing it in his utilty belt. Of course, none of them knew what they were getting themselves into..
"Then let the shopping of consumable items commence!"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"There it is.. Buymart," Cyborg pointed at a building while closing his city database search program.
"And our doom," Raven commented dully, as they descended.
"Oh, this will be a most.. FUN.. experience!" Starfire said enthusiastically, too joyful to find the right words for the occasion. She was taking great care not to drop Robin in this excitement by accident.
"Star.." Robin choked.
"I cannot wait to learn of Earth's market customs, and-"
"..fire.."
"Yes, Robin?"
"Can't.. breathe.." Robin gasped, his face slowly turning an odd shade of blue from starfire holding him too tightly in her immense joy.
"Oh! My apologies, Robin!" she cried as they landed on the paved entrance- pedestrian-sidewalk-type.. area outside the store. A few old people were walking by, oblivious to the fact that a bunch of teenage superheroes in spandex, mechanical parts, and/or unnatural skin colors landed in front of them.
They were pushing carts.
"Ok," Robin cleared his throat. "First things first."
"Cart," Raven said, summoning an empty shopping cart from the specified rows of metal cages with wheels conveniently attached.
"How strange.. Metal cages with wheels conveniently attached," Starfire prodded at the cart.
"Starfire, these are shopping carts," Cyborg politely explained.
"We're doomed," Raven said again. She followed Robin inside, pushing the cart with her powers. The other Titans followed.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Yes, the end of the first of many glorious chapters. Ok, it might only be like 4 or 5, but whatever.
Question for the grocery-shop knowledgeable: What are those bins that they use in the produce section? You know, those funny island things where they put stuff like apples, and have a pretty sign in the middle saying, "Red Delicious Apples: 50 cents a pound" and stuff.. I really need to know this. Ask your grandma. Mine's out of country, so I can't. T_T
When this fic is finished, please look out for one more humorous fic and an actual STORY type thing from me!! YAY! I'll tell you more later.. ;)
So review! And check out grandlethal . net for my lovely website and A ROBIN LAYOUT!! ^o^ WOOOOOOOOOT!