Wow! You reviewers have been so great, I am going to break from my standard, and give you a longer chapter! Now get off my back! And don't complain if it takes longer to update...I have standards to uphold-hahah-snicker-hee hee-Sorry...

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Allrighty; lets get on with the fabulous 'Shoutouts!'

Malcore Xan'thex: Thanks, but if I was doing good work I wouldn't be here...sigh.

Romantic-raven: Don't know quite what to say. Oh, yeah-you do what 'Brain' says, huh? He says send me that picture of you in a bikini...

bloodraven13: Let me get this...you are so happy you are going to shove a mouse up my ass? Remind me not to piss you off!

Darkest Midnight: Dammit! You gotta give me some material to work with-you didn't even misspell anything. Thanks, though.

Dannyspudge: Mate? I hope that means you are an Aussie...

Matt B.: Of course he does. It is behind a retractable titanium panel-much better than a cup! (He would be a lot more like Raven if he was lacking...)

Emmery: No-please feel free to steal all you want. My lawyer is bored, and needs something to do.

Devilleader: I'm gonna give you one last chance. Then I am gonna sic my Beta on you...

DarkWindingRose: Yeah, Raven and BB are perfectly suited...Phthhhhpt! Hey, I am a guy-F/F is the ultimate fantasy...

LESHAY-ISAAC: Robin is always mad. He doesn't often get angry, though...

Raven's Girlfriend: I'm glad you found them funny. Please peek all you like, and please, do not ever 'shut up,' I need to hear from people like you. I do not flirt! Now when are you gonna send me your darn phone number!

N.C. PsyChick: Ooooh! I like dominant women! Send me your fuckin' picture! Please. Don't hurt me...too much...

DeMoN4EvA: Don't be sad, Vinnie loves you. Naw, I don't read Manga, but I read palms! Hey, I can respect that you like M/M, but I don't bend that way...

digitalgirlie: What! You just like the story, and not me? Sigh...

Terra Logan: Yeah, they told me I was very intelligent-and look at me now. I KNOW you did not mean to say that reading my stories means you are unintelligent-so I forgive you. And TT was targeted at twelve year olds, so you see-you are more mature than you thought. Don't listen to anyone's assessment of you-except mine, of course.

Quite-a-shame: Thank you! A compliment from someone I have insulted means a lot. But what exactly does it mean...?

On to the fun!

The new, improved, exciting chapter entitled:

'Wanna See My Tennis Racket?'

...OFF...TO...THE...MOVIES...WITH...BB...AND...RAVEN...

Me: "That's okay, BB-I can fly by myself, I don't need you to carry me..."

Thought: 'Did you miss the part about not touching me...especially there...!'

Beastboy: "Uh huh huh...sorry, Rae."

Thought: 'Everyone thinks I am so dumb-but I'm not! Wait-yes, I am-crap-.'

Beastboy: "Sooooo-what are we going to see?"

Me: "We are going to see the latest Star Trek flick-'Son of Tribble."

My Thought: 'Terrifying in concept-but not scary-no excuse for veggie-man to grab me...again..."

Beastboy: "But dude! How can you tell which one is the rabid Tribble, and which one is Shatner's rug?"

Thought: 'I hope she at least lets me sit in the same row with her, this time...'

...A short flight later...Downtown, at the old Bijou cinema...

Beastboy: (Horrified, eyes wide.) Noooo!

Thought: 'Gaaakk!'

Beastboy: You can't be serious! You don't want anything? No Skittles; no seven layered popcorn with triple salt? No-(sniffle)-chocolate?

My Thought: 'Lovely picture, that-grey skin with zits.'

Me: "You know what? There is something I would like: get me a bottled water."

...T...I...M...E...After...T...I...M...E...

Me: "Lets sit in the back, so we won't get hit with 'food,' as you call it..."

My Thought: '-thrown by people with your juvenile sense of humor-'

Beastboy: "Ummm-so is it-"

Thought: 'Just go, pussy!'

Me: "Yes, you can sit by me. Right next to medonottouchme!"M

My Thought: 'Touch me-hold my hand; sneak your arm around me; grab my...Hey! Cut that shit out! Lust, I am gonna kick you ass!

Lust-Raven: 'You know you want it.'

Happy-Raven: 'Love-isn't it wonderful?'

Despair-Raven: 'He probably won't do anything anyway-he doesn't really like me...'

Hate-Raven: 'Hey-I wanted popcorn!'

Bored-Raven: 'Who picked this 'thrilling' movie?'

Smartass-Raven: 'Ask dumbass, over there...'

Bookworm-Raven: 'It makes perfect sense: we don't want him to-er-touch us-'

Booyah, Happy, Lust, Despair, Hate, Bored, Smartass: 'Yes, we do!'

Me: (I think) "Just shut the hell up, already! Okay! Groping! Fine-blow up the whole fucking universe, for all I care! Just get back in your fucking hole! You're perverted! Damn you! Leave-me-alone!"

Beastboy: (In falsetto voice.) "Um-should I go away, now...?"

Thought: 'Shit! She's gonna kick my ass, and I didn't even do anything! I didn't even think anything yet, honest!'

Me: "I was just thinking out loud-it's okay, BB."

My Thought: (exerting a little mental 'suggestion') 'And all the rest of you voyeuristic freaks in the theatre-turn around. Yes, that's right-obey, or suffer horrible damage to your cerebellum. Yes, Paul Reubens, you too-and George Michael... ."

Beastboy: "Eeeeek!" William Shatner's head is being eaten by the Tribble!"

Thought: 'You just grabbed her arm, stupid. Say goodnight, dick...'

Me: "It's okay, B. I think my 'emotions' are going to behave themselves tonight."

My Thought: 'Mmmm-nice gloves-go for it.'

Beastboy: (Draping his arm around Raven.) "Hey! I didn't do that-I swear-my arm just did it on it's own!"

Thought: 'Please, Gd: I didn't even get my scooter yet...'

Me: "Yeah, funny how arms can sometimes do that..."

My Thought: '-when I want them to.'

Me: "Do you want to kiss me, BB? "

Booyah, Happy, Lust, Despair, Hate, Bored, Smartass: 'Yesssssssss!'

Beastboy: (In falsetto voice.) "Ummm-yes?"

Thought: 'Oh yeah-that sounded very manly, sheila.'

Me: "Well?"

My Thought: 'But don't you dare grab my-eeeeeeeeeeeeeee!'

Booyah, Happy, Lust, Despair, Hate, Bored, Smartass: 'Scorrrrrre!'

Bookworm: 'Ibelieve that plebian vernacular is generally reserved for the actual consummation of the sexual act...'

Booyah, Happy, Lust, Despair, Hate, Bored, Smartass: 'Shut the hell up!'

Me: "You do know that is not my shoulder, right?"

My Thought: 'Did he really do that-hmmmm? Maybe there's hope for him after all.'

Me: "Well-are you going to kiss me, or are you content with just with just groping my breast?"

Beastboy leaned in and his lips met mine... .

My thought: 'Finally! Umm, he's pretty good at this...'

Booyah, Happy, Lust, Despair, Hate, Bored, Smartass: 'WooHoooooo!'

Beastboy's thought: 'WooHoooooo!'

Me: (Breaking Beastboy's death-grip liplock.) "Whew! That was-really-nice, 'Beast.'"

My Thought: '...go Beast: mm-hmm...'

Beastboy: (Tears welling in his eyes.) "You-you called me 'Beast'. Not Beastboy-just 'Beast.' Did you mean that?"

Thought: 'Raven, I love you! I'll tell her! Even if she does kick my ass!'

Beast: "Raven-uh-I-uh-I-wanna tell you-Raven, I L..."

Me: (Covering his mouth with my hand.) "Shhh. I know. Just kiss me, okay?"

My Thought: 'Let's just see if you can earn your new name, okay?'

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>B A C K A T T H E T O W E R>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Me and Beast got home a little late. Robin was still watching TV, and hitting himself in the face with his tennis racket.

Robin: "Ouch! Hey! You guys are home late-have a good time?"

Thought: 'Duh! Even Starfire could figure out what that shit-eating grin on Beastboy means...'

Me: "Uh-huh."

My Thought: 'giggle.'

Beastboy: "Yeah. We're heading up. Tired. Later."

Thought: 'I am sooo cool...heh-heh.'

We made our way to my bedroom, past the scattered remnants of Cyborg's and Starfire's clothes.

Me: (Kissing Beastboy) "'Night, Beast."

Beastboy: "You mean like, 'night,' as in you go to your room, and I go to my room?"

Thought: 'Thank you, Gawd.'

Me: "Yes, I think my emotions have had enough for one night, okay B?

My Thought: 'Sounds plausible, right? Besides the fact you look like you're about to hurl, my little green virgin...'

...D...O...W...N...S...T...A...I...R...S...

Doorbell: "Ding-dong!"

Robin: "Ouch! Wha-who is that?"

Thought: 'Bruce would probably kick Cyborg's ass...'

Robin answered the door. It was a tall, slender woman dressed in business attire. Quite attractive, too, judging from 'whitey's' reaction...

Sherry: "Hi. Sorry I'm so late. I got lost driving to the docks..."

Thought: 'No wonder they call him 'Wonderbread.''

Robin: (Staring stupidly.) "Uhhh..."

Thought: 'She must want someone else...'

Sherry: "You don't remember? I'm from the Daily News? You said you would give me an interview?"

Thought: 'This will be thrilling, I see...I thought he was the smart one?'

Robin: "Oh! Yes! Now I remember. Please, come in-make yourself at home."

Thought: 'Training! Come on-you know how to do this!'

Robin: "Can I get you a drink, Sherry?"

Sherry: "Do you have a Perrier water?"

Robin: "Coming right up!"

Thought: 'Hmm...she has refined taste-like me...'

...C...Y...B...O...R...G...'s...R...O...O...M...

Starfire: "Oh dear. I do not have the ritual smoke-producing devices for the after-sex."

Cyborg: "Uh-they do that in the movies, Star, but you and I don't smoke..."

Thought: '...unless you count the overloads on my circuits...'

Starfire: "Well, then, If we are not to perform smoking rituals, may we have more sex now?"

Thought: 'Ooooh-but I thought you were 'smoking'...'

Cyborg: "Uh-okay?"

Thought: 'Geez-I've created a monster!'

...H...O...U...R...S...L...A...T...E...R...(Not in Cyborg's Room)...

Robin: (Typing on his laptop) "See here Sherry-I've got all the info on Slade cross-referenced to dates, associations with other criminals, crime scenes..."

Thought: 'She gets it! Cool!'

Sherry: (Typing on her laptop) "Oooh-I've been working on an analysis of all my spreadsheet data on the criminals of Jump City. Slade is my favorite subject! See, I have over 492 seperate entries on him alone...!"

Thought: 'He's good!'

Robin and Sherry, simultaneously: "Maybe we could exchange data-"

Thoughts: 'Ohhhhh!'

Robin: (Blushing) "Sherry? Uh-would you like to go to dinner tomorrow, and discuss merging databases...?"

Thought: 'Hee hee-I said 'merging'...'

Sherry: (Blushing) "I would love to! Oh-but, I...I don't want to lead you on...I really like you, and want to work with you-but I have no interest whatsoever in sex..."

Thought: '...this is the part where he ditches me...'

Robin: "Really? I have absolutely no interest in sex, either! That's great! Wanna be my new girlfriend? It will be cool! We can have fun, hold hands, share our work...and no kissing, or sex!"

Thought: 'Pleaseeeee...?'

Sherry: "Oh wow! We are so, like, totally compatible! I think I love you, Robin-in a totally non-sexual way, of course."

Thought: 'maybe he'll let me hit him with the tennis racket? Oooh! That makes me almost feel horny-in a non-sexual way, of course...'

Robin: "Cool! Wanna see my tennis racket?"

Thought: 'She is so cool, I could almost imagine kissing her without throwing up...'

Sherry: (Holding Robin's tennis racket tenderly) "Robin...may I?"

Thought: 'eeeeeee!'

Robin: "Hey-go ahead. It's better to have someone else smack my face with a tennis racket-it's so much more humiliating that way!"

Thought: 'Man-she is so hot! And she wants to hurt me! I am so lucky!'

My thought: 'I think I may be scarred for life... And I thought I was fucked-up? Maybe I should go jump Beast-what the hell. Even if I destroy the whole tower, BB will die happy; Cy and Star won't even notice, and the two sadomasochist-nerds will probably get off on it... .'

Brain: Wait till they see what's next!

Vin: Hey stupid-I don't have any more written yet; how am I gonna stall them?

Brain: Tell them you are waiting to get more phone numbers, and pictures of girls in their undies...

Vin: Oh yeah-like they'll fall for that...

Just review, if you ever hope to shut up 'brain.' And justgive the Rabbit his freakin' Trix, already!