EARLIER

The T-Car rolled along down the road.

In the car, Cyborg - obviously – drove. Robin sat in the passenger seat. Starfire, Raven, and Beast Boy sat in the back. At the moment, Beast Boy was going off on their latest escapade.

"Did you see the look on Mumbo's face when that motherfucker turned the corner? Oh man - we got him sooo good! That was just fuckin' classic!"

"Yeah, Robin's plan worked like a charm - I didn't think it would, but it did!" said Cyborg.

"Please - Beast Boy, you are implying that Mumbo has had sexual intercourse with his own mother, are you not?" inquired Starfire.

The rest of the team cringed. Raven smacked her head, groaning with disgust

"Aw, dude! Gross! That's just sick, man!" replied Beast Boy.

"Ugh...the one image I didn't want in my head, and now it's not gonna go away..." whined Robin.

"Did you have to ask that right before lunch, Starfire - and while I'm still in the middle of driving? You're gonna make me crash here, ya' know that?" snorted Cyborg.

"Please - I just wish to know if Beast Boy was making a factual statement or n-"

"It's just an expression, Starfire," said Raven. " "Fuck" is commonly used in a variety of ways as a curse. "Motherfucker" is not all that different from, say, the term "prick" - it's just that in Earth's society, "fuck" carries the strongest negative connotation of the two terms."

"Oh, I believe I understand now - "fuck" is not unlike the Tamaranean expression "X'Hal," and "motherfucker" is quite similar to our phrase of "Clorbag Varblernelk" - I am right, yes, Raven?"

"Uh...yeah. Sure. I guess," the grey-skinned girl replied dryly.

"You guess?"

"Raven doesn't know, Raven doesn't know..." Beast Boy chanted teasingly.

"Beast Boy, shut the fuck up," snapped Raven. "You don't know any more than I don't know."

"Well, yeah - but that's beside the point!"

"I am curious, though - "X'Hal" derived of the Tameranean goddess with the same name - as I recall, the one that is called God is the one Earthlings choose to worship the most. Did I miss all mentionings of your god Fuck in my readings of your Earth literature?" asked Starfire.

The others snickered - even Raven. But while Raven kept herself under control, the others burst out laughing.

Starfire looked around at her teammates. "Fuck was the God of Laughter, I am supposed to be taking it?"

Which only made them laugh even harder. Raven quickly attempted to rectify the situation before it went haywire. "No - no, Starfire - there is no god named Fuck in any Earthling culture - as far as everybody knows. It's just a commonly used curse word, that's all."

"Oh. I see," said the clearly still confused Tamaranean.

"Yeah, but Starfire?" piped in Robin. "A word of warning - while a lot of people do use "fuck" in their normal conversations a lot, they're pretty much usually idiots."

"Like Beast Boy?" Raven sniped.

Unfazed, Beast Boy answered for Robin. "Exactly. Anyways, Star - what Robin's trying to say is, you shouldn't start using it daily conversation with other people. Even I don't use it much when I'm not talking to any of you guys."

Raven was sort of impressed ."He's got a point there, Star." Not very many people prefer to hear someone use that word 4 times in one sentence, like Beast Boy often likes to do. It's still quite an insult in most Earth cultures."

Beast Boy wiggled his eyebrows with an awful fake suave. "I've got another point. Wanna see?"

Raven rolled her eyes. "Oh, fuck you."

"Be glad if you did, Ra-" WHAM! Raven conked him on the head. "Ow."

Starfire looked on "Hmm. I am beginning to see how this word "fuck" is to be properly used."

"Look, if y'all don't shut the hell up back there, I'm turnin' this thing around and we'll all be eatin' dinner at that new meat pizza joint that just popped up along Freeman Drive - got it?" Cyborg growled.

Beast Boy threw his hands up as if he were caught. "Alright, alright, I get it, I get it... Sheesh..."

Titans Tower came into view up ahead.

"Yeah, you better get it, before I go all Pulp Fiction on your-"

BOOM! A HUGE EXPLOSION ENGULFED THE TOWER!

The T-Car SCREECHED to a stop.

"The Tower!" Robin yelled.

"WHAT THE SHIT?" said a shocked Cyborg.

"Oh, that punk's SO goin' down!" Beast Boy proclaimed, balling up his fists.

"I believe this is the time that it is supposed to be on, yes?" Starfire asked.

"Oh yeah - it's ON now, whoever just fuckin' did that to our Tower! Buckle up your seatbelts, guys! Here we GO!" Cyborg pounded the gas pedal to the floor. With a SQUEAL of its tires, the T-Car took off like a rocket and barreled towards the Tower.

As Cyborg weaved in and out and went around traffic, Beast Boy's stomach started arguing with him. "Duuude! Can't you take this thing airbone? You don't want me pukin' on your beautiful interior, do you?" the green-skinned boy asked.

Cyborg thought it over for a minute—

—and with a JOLT upwards, the T-Car was taken airborne and the rocket engine fired up. It was too much for Beast Boy. He leaned out the window.

"Yo, you better make sure none of that's flying' back onto my car, man!" said Cyborg, as Beast Boy spewed chunks out of his view.

"I feel so bad for the people who are below us right now..." said Raven.

"We'll worry about them later. Right now, we have a problem at home we have to deal with first!" Robin spoke the truth.

"This velocity is quite intense, Cyborg! Do you think you we may have possibly overshot the Tower by now?" asked Starfire as the G-Forces started to turn her into part of her chair.

"Nope - we're right over it! Hold on - I'm goin' in!" yelled Cyborg.

The T-Car titled and DOVE through the INTENSE smoke cloud.

"YEEE-HAWWW!" Cyborg hollered.

All the other Titans were feeling quite nauseous now. "You had to dive, didn't you?" Raven groaned, clutching her stomach.

Cyborg noticed with a glance to the electronic dash panel that the wall of the Tower was approaching - FAST. "Hold on to your butts! We're goin' up!"

He YANKED the steering wheel down. The T-Car abruptly did a 90-degree tilt upwards - and traveled straight UP the front side of the Tower. Once it cleared the roof—

"Comin' back down!" intoned Cyborg. The T-Car once again went into a nosedive.

"C-can't you just land already?" said Robin, struggling against the speed.

"Aw, but that's no fun!" whined Cyborg.

Raven was with Robin. "CYBORG, JUST LAND IT ALREADY!"

"Alright, alright!" Cyborg said.

The T-Car quickly leveled out and landed almost perfectly.

If by one's definition of "landing perfectly," they meant SLAMMING into the ground at about Mach 2. The speed of the T-Car sent it STREAKING across the grass of the island like a jet that missed its mark on an aircraft carrier after the landing, SKIDDING as there's no tomorrow. Finally, it stopped and The Titans got out - all but Cyborg turning away to puke.

Then the smoke cleared. The Titans immediately went into defense mode the moment the figure appeared out of the thick plume.

"Hello, Titans. Rough flight?" asked Slade.