Chapter 3- Tofu Waffles

"Hey Song," Beast Boy said.

"Morning Beast Boy." She sniffed the air. "Are you making tofu waffles?" she asked him eagerly.

"Yeah. If you want regular waffles, Cyborg is making some over there." He gestured absentmindedly to Cyborg who was making waffles for everyone else.

"No thanks. I love tofu waffles!"

"Seriously? You're not joking?" Beast Boy asked.

"No. Why would I joke about food?" She asked him confused.

Beast Boy let out a giant whoop, causing Cyborg to drop his spatula.

"Hey man! Don't do that! Ohh hey Song. Want some waffles?" Cyborg asked her holding out a plate.

"Ummm no thanks. Beast Boy is hooking me up."

"You do know that those are tofu waffles right?" he asked.

"Yeah. Tofu is actually pretty good, if it is prepared right," Song told him.

"Well then you had better come over here 'cause Beast Boy can't cook," Cyborg let out a loud laugh. Beast Boy glared at him.

"Well then, maybe Beast Boy and I can swap a few tips on cooking then," she winked at Beast Boy. He blushed.

"Ohhhh really. If your such the good cook then why don't you make tofu waffles for everyone then," Cyborg challenged her.

"Sure. Why not? Do you mind Beast Boy?"

"No way! This is going to be good." Beast Boy flipped over the counter and sat on one of the stools. "Hey I got an idea. Why don't we make a competition? See who can make the best waffles."

"Yeah and the loser has to do all of the dishes," Robin said. All of them turned to the four-foot mountain of dishes.

"I'm game if you are Cyborg."
"You bet. Any chance to show off my culinary skills."

Robin clapped his hands. "Great! All right, here are the rules. You each have to make a batch of waffles. You can use anything in the kitchen. No copying the other person. And no trying to influence the judge. Speaking of judge who do you think we should have?"

"I do not wish to judge any one. I do not think I would be a good judge," Starfire said.

"All right then, you don't have to. We can't have Beast Boy be the judge. He most likely would be biased."

"Hey I resent that!"

Robin ignored him. "It wouldn't be right if I did it, so that leaves..."

They all turned to Raven who was reading her book on the couch.

"Fine I will judge this pointless competition," she said grudgely. Secretly she wanted to see if Song's tofu waffles would be any good. She got up and walked to the counter and sat down on a stool.

"Right. Ready. Set. Cook!" shouted Robin.

There was an immediate shouting of encouragement from everyone. Beast Boy had changed into a nightingale and was flying around the kitchen, Starfire had no idea who to cheer for so she was cheering on both of them, Robin was giving Cyborg all the encouragement that he could, Raven just read her book. Soon, after a flurry of activity (with Songbird dropping many of her ingredients and making a mess) and much shouting, they were both done.

Raven first tried Cyborg's waffles. Slowly she ate one.

"Mmmm...." Robin gave Cyborg a thumbs up, he just grinned.

Next she tried Song's waffles. Her eyebrows raised in surprise when she tasted them.

"So who has won the competition?" Starfire asked eagerly.

"Yeah, Who won?" Beast Boy asked as excitedly as Starfire.

Raven paused before answering. "Songbird."

Beast Boy gave out another whoop, Starfire twirled around the kitchen and even Robin managed a smile. Cyborg looked crestfallen at the announcement, while Songbird just beamed. Every one started to eat Songs waffles, digging into them with a fever. Cyborg walked to the sink and started the dishes.

"Do you want some help?"

"Nahh. I got it." Cyborg reached for a towel, but couldn't find it. He turned around. "Hey have you seen the-"

"Towel." Songbird held up the towel. "Come on I want to help. Besides do you really want to do all of these dishes yourself?"

He smiled. "Thanks. I'll wash you dry."

"Fine by me."

"Hey Song, aren't you going to come and watch some TV?" Beast Boy called to her from the couch.

"No thanks. I am going to help Cyborg with the dishes."

"Suit your self."