Sorry I haven't been updating every day! I've been very tired lately. So, why am I talking? ON WITH THE STORY!

Disclaimer: To all those people who might want to sue me, can it wait till later? I mean, the readers really want to read the story. No? Well, fine then. I DO NOT OWN TEEN TITANS! Happy now?

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Chapter Eight: Why?

          As soon as Shadow was gone, Robin turned to Cyborg. "What did you do that for?" he asked, sounding a tad angry.

          Cyborg pretended not to know what he was talking about. "I don't know what you mean," he said, trying to sound innocent. "I was just trying to engage in some friendly conversation!"

          "You were totally trying to make her feel bad!" said Beastboy.

          "On my planet, a person acting in the way you just acted is called a Meeple-forp Glomaf!" cried Starfire waving a finger in Cyborg's face.

          "How was I acting again?" asked Cyborg, still playing dumb.

          It was Ravens turn to accuse Cyborg. "You were making her feel bad about her family," she said calmly, her eyes narrowed in great dislike.

          Okay, thought Cyborg, fake confession time! "Okay!" he falsely admitted angrily, "I'm just mad about her beating my test okay!"

          The Titans looked at Cyborg, considering weather they should believe him or not. Robin, who was Cyborg's best friend, was the first to speak.

          "I believe you." He said. "But taking your anger out on her isn't right. It's not fair for her to have to talk about her family when she obviously doesn't want to! Got it?"

          Cyborg rolled his eyes. "Fine, whatever!" he said annoyed. "I'm gonna go to bed, okay?" Cyborg got up off the couch, and  made his way up the stairs. He felt kind of bad about lying to Robin. He was his best friend after all. No, he thought. I'd feel stupid admitting to the team that I don't want her to join just cause I'm scared she'll take my place on the team. Cyborg walked into a wall, startling him out of his thoughts. He had passed his bedroom. Rubbing his sore nose, (he ran into a wall remember?) he sighed and walked back down the hall to his room. He lay down in his 'bed', plugged in his systems, and went into sleep mode.

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Sorry it's so short guys! Its like, 9:00 here so I have to get off early. Okay! Bye!