Hello, readers!
Thanks to Rochelle and MasterOfShadows for reviewing. I appreciate it!
Happy-Raven- Thanks for adding me to your faves. - I hope you like this chapter even better than the last!!
Clouded leopard- Man-ho is a common word! Or, it is where I live.. hahaha! Your parents probably wouldn't know what a bisnatch is, either.. partly cause one of my friends made it up. Take out the S-N-A of bisnatch, and what do you get? Lol. You'll probably get in trouble for that one.. XD
Otay, here's chapter 3! Excuse me while I eat lunch. [scarfs down food]
Auctionable Love
Chapter 3- Mighty Morphin Power Rangers! [Also a special Cameo appearance, by a certain video game character. You'll know him when you see him!! XD]
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Everyone blinked awake, and filed out of the limo to find themselves at the arena's curb, which resembled one of those award show's curbs. They stepped out onto a luxurious red carpetand found screaming fans lining the ropes at the sides. Several reporters rushed up, complete with their paparazzi. They immediately began shooting. (Pictures. Not bullets!)
Starfire screamed and began throwing starbolts, blinded by flashing lights. "AHH! My SOUL!" she screeched, scaring away half the reporters, many with now-broken cameras. "They are taking away my soul!"
It took the boys a while to restrain Starfire while Raven had to scare away the remaining reporters. It wasn't hard; her eyes just glowed red and dark tentacles whipped out from underneath her cloak, and she waved them menacingly. The paparazzi ran screaming, never again to plague celebrities.. or, at least until the Oscars..
Sighing, Robin led his team inside the stadium, Starfire cringing as if she were an Amish citizen put into Times Square of New York. In about half a minute, they found themselves in the arena, where a stage sat in the middle. There were many people there, as well, all of them teenage superheroes and most whispering excitedly to one another.
"What's going on?" BB asked. Forgetting about his powers, he strained to get a better look. The chattering was slowly subsiding as two people appeared on stage. The lights focused on them, illuminating their forms.
One was a pale young man, possibly in his late teens, if not older. He was dressed in a white robe of satin. His hair was cropped evenly at his chin, hung down in sheets of black which could only have been the result of daily use of Finesse. The other was a girl, the same age as the Titans. She wore a short, pink French maid dress, complete with frills and occasional bows. Her hair framed her face in silver ringlets, while her skin was a rich copper tone.
Both had identical crystal blue eyes that surveyed the crowd with intensity.
"Ladies and Gentlemen! Welcome to the first Annual Teenage Superhero Convention!" the guy announced, holding a microphone. The crowd cheered randomly.
"Wait! So.. this isn't the Zelda Convention?" someone asked loudly. He was wearing an odd, yet strangely familiar, green tunic, white tights [RAWR! XD], and was equipped with a large sword and shield as well as a bow.
"No, sorry; that's next door!" the girl on stage informed him, pointing to the nearest marked exit.
"Oh. Thanks. Come on, Navi," he said, turning. A fluttering blue light followed him out, muttering "Hey! Look! Listen!" as it flew smack into several people and objects on the way.
"Ahem," the other guy cleared his throat. "My name is Cupid, and this is my assistant Arrow. We will be impartially judging the main event for the convention: A fighting tournament!"
"Oooooooooohh.. Aaaaaahhh..." said the audience.
"Teams and/or individuals! Please step up and take a number to determine your position in the tournament!" Arrow instructed, holding up a bright pink box in a most perky manner. "Form a single file line, sil-vous-plait!" she sang merrily.
All the "contestants" whom the author is taking great care not to describe just yet, assembled into a line as instructed. The Titans were located somewhere around the back. Due to unoriginality combined with shortage of teenage superheroes, the line wasn't that long, and the Titans were soon in front.
Robin stepped up and reached into the box Arrow held. As he withdrew his hand, now clutching a ball, he noticed her winking at him mysteriously. Turning red, he hurriedly returned to his companions and displayed the ball.
"6," BB read.
"Yes. We're thrilled you can distinguish numbers," Raven said darkly.
Beast Boy snorted. "Geez, I was only--"
"The numbers have been drawn!" rang Cupid's voice, booming from invisible speakers. Everyone noticed the stage had suddenly been cleared, and they now stood in an arena. "Teams 1 and 2, please remain standing. Everyone else may speculate from the bleachers surrounding the arena."
"Soda is provided free with every purchase of popcorn!" Arrow added, also invisible.
BB sneezed as they found a row of bleachers to claim. The only one who probably heard it in all the commotion of shuffling was probably Raven, though. BB eyed her expectantly.
"Well?"
"What?" Raven asked, making it sound more like a statement than a question.
"Aren't you gonna say 'Bless You' or something?"
"Don't waste my time," Raven replied, sitting down gracefully.
"Gee, thanks.." BB pouted grumpily, taking the seat next to Starfire, and crossing his arms. Raven was crankier than usual today. Most of the time she would bother to give him the time. But today? Sheesh. Maybe it was one of those "girl things".. Boy, girls sure are complicated.. [XD]
BB's thoughts were interrupted as a loud voice rang in his ears.
"Teams 5 and 6 are now up!"
"What? Already?" How long was he thinking for, anyway? Robin shrugged as he helped Cyborg finish off the last of the popcorn. "Time went by pretty quickly."
"Was it that 'author' again..?" BB asked cautiously, surveying the sky for a mythic [and extremely beautiful] deity.
"Probably," Cy replied. They began heading down the bleachers to the arena. Robin was pelted with fangirl-shrieking and several pieces of lingerie on the way (not to mention crazed girls asking for autographs in strange locations). Starfire swore she felt her soul slowly leave her as she dodged a lacy bra.
At last, they made it down in one piece. An assistant came to ask their names briefly, and then Cupid and Arrow stepped up.
"Match 3! A faceoff to die for!" Cupid said, drawing cheers from the crowd. "In this corner.."
"The Teen Titans!" (More cheering as Arrow announced their names.. Robin got all the catcalls, as usual) "And on the opposite corner, the Power Rangers!" [the original ones, mind you.]
(crickets)
"The.. Power Rangers?" Cyborg blinked in of the Red Ranger, the Blue ranger, the Black Ranger, the Yellow Ranger, and the Pink Ranger! Last team standing is the winner!" Arrow announced, smiling.
"Ready, set.. FIGHT!" Cupid dropped a green flag to the ground.
"Alright, Rangers!" the Red Ranger began, waving his arms around like a hyperactive cheerleader (if that's even possible) without pompoms. "We have to take out-- oomph!"
Raven had clamped a giant shadow X onto his face. "Red's mine," she stated, sounding quite peeved.
Robin grinned. "Good idea. 5 on 5. Titans, GO!"
Cyborg pushed the Black Ranger with his hand. He performed a series of acrobatic twists in the air, shooting more sparks than fireworks normally do, and ended up writhing on the ground. "The sparks! They burn!! AHHHH!"
"Is this how you open a can of 'whoop ass', Beast Boy?" Starfire asked, tossing the pink ranger a considerable amount of distance as if she were a basketball.
BB nodded all-knowingly. "You learn quickly, grasshopper," he commented, sipping a soda elegantly as he sat comfortably on a crumpled Blue Ranger.
Meanwhile, the Yellow Ranger was showing off some Jackie Chan kicks and karate chops, bouncing around Robin. Robin eyed her skeptically for a moment before sticking his foot out and tripping her. Like the black ranger, she too flipped several times before crashing to the ground like an aerodynamic sack of potatoes.
"Man, these guys are a joke."
"I hear ya, dawg.." Cyborg seconded, yawning.
"...Must.. summon.. dinozord.." the red ranger gasped, shakily reaching towards the sky from underneath a pile of black pillows. "Ugh," he muttered before collapsing.
"And the winners of this raging battle.."
BB coughed, almost sarcastically.
Cupid continued, "are the TEEN TITANS!!" [insert cheers]
They waved and bowed a bit, and then left a special crew to clean up the arena [and the Power Rangers]. As they went back to their seats, the crowd was still cheering wildly.
"Now that today's matches are complete, there will be a semi-finals with the winners, taking place tomorrow!" Cupid's voice announced.
"Same time, Same place," Arrow informed everyone. "Please remember to place all trash in the garbage receptacles on your way out! Merci et avez un bon jour!"
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Later that evening, the Titans were assembled in the kitchen, nervously awaiting Starfire's Pudding of Victory.
"Who do you think we'll face tomorrow?" Robin asked, trying to pass the time until their impending doom.
"Judging by our 'gruesome match' today.." Cyborg began, "I seriously have no idea.."
"When I find this 'author', I shall torture her for 17 days, burn her and watch her writhe in agony, and then feed her to Beast Boy," Raven announced grimly.
"YAY! I get to eat a severely overcooked mythical diety!" BB sang, clapping. "But.. I'm a vegan!" he suddenly realized.
"Then I'll force her down your throat."
Then Star appeared, holding a giant bowl of her Pudding of Victory. It was a bright blue, and decorated with little star sprinkles. 5 spoons stuck out of the bowl. Curious, Robin asked why.
"Because we have achieved victory in a fierce tournament battle, we must rejoice in our victory as we share the pudding," she cheerfully explained. "It's a tradition on my planet."
"That makes sense," Cyborg nodded.
"Then you try it first!" BB pointed viciously, recalling past pudding experiences. Or rather, encounters.. of the close kind. Yes.
"Don't you listen? We have to eat it together," Raven shook her head.
"Okay, guys. On the count of three.. 1.. 2.." Robin began. Each one of them grabbed a spoon as he spoke. "3!"
The pudding wasn't too bad, actually. It tasted like vanilla, blueberries, and beef-flavored rice, and had the texture of too-chunky yogurt. It also smelled of old pizza. A smell each of the Titans was quite familiar with.
20 minutes later, the bowl was empty, and the Titans bursting.
"Are we done, ya'll?" Cy mumbled, slouching deeply in his chair.
BB hurriedly dashed towards the bathroom, clutching his mouth tightly as not to leak. A moment later, sickening noises echoed from the toilet.
"Beast Boy! Are you alright!?" Star cried out worriedly.
"He'll be fine," Raven replied, getting up from the table. "I'm going to meditate. Try not to disturb me."
"Oh, yeah. That reminds me: I have to upgrade my nanosystem.." Cyborg thought aloud, getting up slowly.
"I'll help you clean up, Star," Robin offered. Cleaning the bowl of his pet fish, Walter, could wait a little while. [hehehehehehehehe.. rofl]
"Thank you! That is most kind of you, Robin," Starfire replied, gathering used spoons.
"No problem."
"Geez, get a room!" BB muttered, shuffling by in a groggy manner, swaying occasionally. He then proceeded to potato the couch.
Robin shot him a vicious glare as Starfire continued cleaning, "blissfully unaware" as she hummed to herself. They soon collected dirty dishes and hauled them back to the kitchen. After placing his stack on the counter, he watched Star begin washing dishes, still humming an odd tune.
Robin was supposed to be drying the dishes, but instead, without noticing, he was "Star-gazing" [harharhar! Very Punny, eh?] The way her copper-red hair hung in sheets of silky locks, how her tangerine skin glowed when she smiled..
"Robin! Are you hearing me?" Starfire's voice broke into his thoughts.
Robin dropped a plate, and it shattered on the tiled floor, which also needed to be cleaned, by the way. "Huh?"
"I was asking you if.." Starfire continued, turning back to the sink. Her speech became hazy once more.
'Oh great.. It's happening again,' Robin cursed himself mentally. 'Why can't I concentrate? .. Damn feminine beauty..' He found himself now smelling a soft rosy scent, as she had moved closer to help him finish drying the dishes.. 'No.. flowery perfume?! Aahhhhhhh!!!" he screamed inside his head. His face was now red. Almost as red as his shirt. No.. red as Starfire's hair..
"Star? I'm really sorry, but will you excuse me? I forgot to clean my goldfish bowl.."
"Goldfish?" Starfire repeated inquiringly, tilting her head ever-so-slightly. "I did not know you possessed a fish creature!"
'Me and my big mouth,' Robin bit his lip. He just let out his biggest secret! If BB and Cy ever found out.. oh-ho-HO!
He'd NEVER hear the end of it..
"Umm.. yeah. But please don't tell anyone. Especially the guys.. er.. Bye!" he muttered quickly in a jumble of words, hoping Starfire could make out most of it as he sped out of the kitchen.
"Robin? Are you ill?!" Starfire cried after his retreating back. Receiving no reply, Starfire's eyebrows knitted together in confusion. Something wasn't right.. Was Robin really ill? Was something happening to him that she didn't know about? Will the author's foot stop spontaneously aching? Hmm..
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Nice and long for ya! That's because school's starting next week, and I won't have as much time to update. But I WILL update whenever I can, I promise! Hang in there and tell me what you think!
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Much Love,
The mythical diety, Bob-chan