I. Don't. Own. Teen. Titans. Saying that every time is really boring and annoying. So from now on, I shall not mention it, seeing how I already have five times (Counts on fingers)...Yeah, five.
Sorry if the format is confusing, but I read fast and it doesn't occur to me that it can be a hassle. No turning back now, I can't just change the story in the middle of the story... Er, right... No matter, I shall finish this and assure future humour fics are in story mode, as I call it. And if your looking for a BBRae fic, check out my story "Broken Home". No worries, it's actually a story, not text lines that look like a script... And on with the next chapter....
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---11:00 Am---
In Starfire's Room....
Starfire: Ok friends Raven and Beast Boy. Let us continue our studies!
(Cyborg enters without caution and strolls over to the desk to deposit books)
Cyborg: Hey Star, B.B. Rae...............(Pauses).................. Star................Why did you ask me to help you study if B.B and Raven are already helping?
Starfire: Well-
Beast Boy: Cy, Run! Don't let her get you too!
Raven: (Effortlessly) Get out while you still can.
Cyborg: What's wrong with you guys? Star just needs someone to help her study!
Starfire: That is correct, friend Cyborg! But in case you leave, here are some pictures I wanted to show you! (Smiles and whips out the book of doom, AKA, the photo album)
Cyborg: What pictures?
Starfire: (Giggles) Your naked baby pictures!
Cyborg: How....!? Where....!? Who......?!
Starfire: Tell your father I thanked him for sending them!
Cyborg: (Goes into shock)
Starfire: I need as many tutors as physical--Er--Possible... So that I can learn more over the length of time remaining.
Raven: I thought it was because you were trying to keep us here forever. ( Shutters at the thought)
Beast Boy: Ok, lets get back to Driving lessons. That's the main thing at the moment.
Raven: I'm not getting in a car with her again!
Beast Boy: Relax, I'll go this time.
Raven: That's very brave of you. But just in case, would you like satin coated or silk coated?
Beast Boy: Satin and Silk what?
Raven: A Coffin. What else?
Starfire: Lets go! ( Grabs Beast Boy and tows him to the car)
Cyborg: Lets go prepare her next lesson while they are out.
Raven: Or we could confiscate those photos. C'mon, Those picture aren't going to mysteriously be destroyed on their own! ( Goes into Starfire's scary pink closet)
Cyborg: Wait! We need to make sure she doesn't have them with her!
(Crickets chirping)
Cyborg: Why do people ignore me!?
---11:35 Am---
In Star's room....
Raven: ...A photo album! ( Starts flicking through it) Hey, These are pictures of stuffed animals! What a waste of film.
Cyborg: Well, at least they aren't more embarrassing pictures!
Raven: Hold on.... I think I hear a car.
Cyborg: ( Looks out window) She's baa-aack!
Raven: Quick! Clean the place up.
( The car pulls back into the drive way)
Starfire: (Gets out of car) See? I am not such a horrible driver!
Beast Boy: (Gets out of car and kisses the ground) Wonderful ground... I thought I'd never set foot on you again!.... Uh oh.... I hope that was mud....
Starfire: Let us go and see what our other friends have been up to. (Goes inside)
Beast Boy: I hope they got the pictures..... ( Follows Starfire)
(They go up stairs and open Starfire's door)
Raven: ( Is sitting on the bed innocently reading a book) About time you guys got back.
Cyborg: (Pretending to be asleep)
Starfire: So what have you guys been up to?
Raven: Certainly not snooping for embarrassing pictures. That's for sure.
Beast Boy: Um.... I guess its time to get back to studying?
Starfire: Ok! I just love this day! And I get to spend this joyous day with my best friends!
Raven: Uh huh....
Beast Boy: C'mon, lets start asking her questions.
Raven: I'll go first. Starfire? Why are you so dumb?
Starfire: Because I......Hey!
Beast Boy: Raven!... How very unlike you.
Raven: You said ask her a question, So....
---12:30 Pm---
Beast Boy: On the Driving exam, what do you do before you start the car?
Starfire: (Starts waving her hand in the air) Oh! Oh! I know this one!
Raven: And I have a feeling you don't.
Beast Boy: ......Well?
Starfire: The first thing you do is....... Apply makeup in case you pass an attractive male!
Raven: I knew it, She'll never pass!
Beast Boy: There's still a thin ray of hope shining.
Raven: Exactly how thin? Microscopic?
---12:56 Pm---
Starfire: It's..... Yellow?
Raven: Good. You got it right.
Beast Boy: (Exits his daydream) ...What was the question?
Raven: What colour is a banana.
Beast Boy: What does that have to do with anything?
Raven: Just making sure she hasn't suffered brain damage.
---1:12 Pm---
Raven: What is this? (Holds up card)
Starfire: It looks like.... A blotch of ink?
Raven: No, What does the blotch look like?
Beast Boy: What are you doing?
Raven: Making sure she isn't crazy.
Beast Boy: That's it! I'll ask the questions from now on!
Raven: Fine by me. But don't come crying to me when she ends up in a loony bin.
---1:32 Pm---
Beast Boy: Ok Star, What do you do when you come to a stop sign.
Starfire: Oh.... This is hard. Stop?
Beast Boy: Yes, that is right!
Starfire: No, really, Stop. I am getting a headache!
Beast Boy: (Falls off bed and hits head on night stand)
Starfire: Friend Beast Boy? Why did you fall off the bed?
Beast Boy: (Sits up) I didn't eat the cookies, Mommy...... (Falls back)
Raven: And I thought Starfire had brain damage....
---1:45 Pm---
Cyborg: Guys, Does Star still have that slug thing?
Beast Boy: Yeah, why do you ask?
Cyborg: Then I'm not cleaning up his 'Sluggy presents'!
---2:30 Pm---
Starfire: Raven, what time is it?
Raven: Time for you to get a watch.
Starfire: What is a watch?
Raven:....
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Ok, expect rapid updates. I'm trying to focus on my other fic so I want to ensure I actually finish what I've started... If anyone is actually reading this... Any who, I should have 3 or 4 new chappies up tonight, as in December 10th. Ta ta for now.