The Night of Chaos
Chapter 2:
Raven's Been Gucci-fied!
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Chapter Summary:
BB reminisces about Robin's secret stash of hair-gel, Cy introduces Mr. Snugglekins to Robin, Raven desperately claws around for something to wear, Starfire gives Rae a make-over, and Robin's freaked out.
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"Friend Robin, I do not understand. . ." Starfire, the red-headed Tamaranian girl who was standing in front of the shower stall next to Robin, pointed at the faucet. "This contraption may control the tempee of your water of shower?" She blinked in pure confusion.
"Star. . . I dunno HOW we started talkin' bout showers," Robin replied. "But yeah, yeah it does. But like I was SAYING, we better go into the Main Room and get ready for tonight."
"Oh! Joyous! The occasion of which we slumber in the room with the giant vision-of-tele and station of game?" Starfire clapped her hands.
"Uh. . . Riiiight." Robin had to admit, sometimes his crush was a little. . . hard to understand.
Starfire grabbed Robin's gloved hand and yanked him out of the bathroom, floating down the hall about a foot before the floor. This meant that Robin was being dragged across the floor, receiving painful rug-burns.
Robin grunted. "Ow-Ow-Ow-Pain-Pain-Pain. . ."
Sadly, Cyborg heard 'Pain' repeated 3 times and burst into song from where he was standing in the doorway of the Evidence room. Do not ask how he got there, or why he was there.
"PAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIN! PAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIN! YOU KNOW YOU'RE RIGHT! YOU KNOW YOU'RE RIGHT!" The hybrid sang the err Nirvana song. Which I command you to go listen to right now.
Starfire squeaked. "EEP! Friend Cyborg is doing his horrid singing! We must journey to the Main Room of the vision-of-tele right away to avoid his annoyingness!" And so she excellerated her speed, causing Robin to get MORE rug-burns at a FASTER pace, meaning that there was MORE pain.
Robin anime sweat-dropped, sighing as his crush dragged him across the rugged carpeted halls of Titans Tower.
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"Go Beast Boy! Go Beast Boy! It's yo' birthday! Come and party now! Ah! Ah! Ah!" Beast Boy was holding his comb, while dancing and singing in front of the shower inside of one of the bathrooms AWAY from the bathroom in which Starfire had become fascinated by the faucet things.
The green Changeling combed his hair in different directions, grabbing his large tub of gel. He smirked to himself, remembering how he had stolen the large container from Robin's secret stash. Ah, yes. Robin's secret stash of hair-gel.
Upon finding it, it had become a beautiful day.
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Beast Boy whistled to himself under his breath, strutting down the halls in a manner that resembled the way John Travolta had been walking in Saturday Night Fever.
He passed all of the bedrooms.
RAVEN.
ROBIN.
STARFIRE.
CYBORG.
BEAST BOY.
He smiled to himself, and decided to do his favorite thing.
Run around the tower at full speed down the halls, screaming: "THE BRITISH ARE COMING!" repeatedly.
Taking a deep breath, the green teen got in position.
Then, he took off.
HE WAS RUNNING SO FAST, THE GINGERBREAD MAN COULDN'T HAVE CAUGHT HIM!
And the Chariots of Fire song started playing. So yay for that.
But the Changeling failed to notice the wall straight ahead of him.
"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!"
He collided with it, sending the wall collapsing to the ground with a lot of dust and shit. He stood up, dusted himself off, and glanced around him.
So many jars and bottles and heart-shaped and star-shaped containers of. . . some green goop. At least it LOOKED green from this angle.
Afterall, it WAS kinda dark.
The teen stepped over the rubble from the wall, and looked around. The containers sat on shiny metal racks and shelves, he reached out to touch one.
The one he grabbed was HUGE. Green goop.
"Oh great. . ." He muttered to himself sarcastically. "Finally, the only cool thing inside this tower: A secret room. And. . . green goop. Niiiiice."
He turned the jar around in his hand, and then saw a label saying: 'HAIR GEL'.
"Well, that's self-explanatory. . . This must be where Robin loads up on shit for his hair. . ." He murmured absentmindedly. Then he beamed. "COOL!! I'MA GO STEAL SOME!" He grabbed random jars, and then took off.
Later on, though, Robin came to this room via his bedroom, and gasped, falling to the floor and clutching his heart. "M-MY GEL!"
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So anyway, Beast Boy had a towel wrapped around his lower area, as he dug his fingers into the green goop known as hair gel, and started spiking his hair messily.
A few minutes later, he lowered his hands and stared at his reflection.
3.8 silent seconds later, he suddenly grinned widely, and gave his reflection a two-thumbs-up.
"Man, Rae's gonna LOVE this!"
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Raven was still struggling with trying to find the PERFECT outfit to wear that night.
She threw aside all of the clothing hangers containing blue cloaks and black leotard, and kicked out all of the black boots in her closet.
"Wait. . ." she paused. "Isn't this a SLUMBER party?" She blinked. "I HAVE to have pajammers here somewhere. . ."
She didn't even notice she had said pajammers.
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"Hidey-ho, Mr. Snugglekins!" Cyborg cheered, holding up the orange-tinted cat.
Mr. Snugglekins just grinned and bared it. Being a stuffed kitty, that was pretty much all he could do, anyway.
Cyborg was playing with his little stuffed kitty-cat on his bed, throwing it up in the air and catching it, hugging it to his chest and whispering sweet nothings into its ear.
'What a loser,' Mr. Snugglekins thought to himself, still smiling that insane, almost malicious smile on his face that had been so crudely sewn on by an old person.
Cyborg continued squealing preppily. "LYKOHMIGAWD! I GOTTA SHOW YOU TO BEAST BOY! THEN MAYBE HE'LL CONFESS HIS LOVE TO ME!"
'Oh God. . . One-Sided Yaoi. . .' Mr. Snugglekins thought to himself, and if he could, he would tear Cy to pieces.
But he couldn't even tear the tissue that Cyborg draped over his head gingerly.
"BOOOOO!!! MR. SNUGGLEKINS THE GHOST!" Cy howled in a supposed 'scary' ghost voice. But in reality, it was fuckin' pathetic.
'In reality, this is fuckin' pathetic,' Mr. Snugglekins thought to himself.
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Night-time eventually rolled around, while I was listening to Longview and it was 1:43 P.M. But Green Day songs are so short.
. . . Sowwy bout that.
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Robin entered the Main room, carrying a big red sleeping bag. (A/N: CLIFFORD THE BIG RED DOG!)
Oooh. . . Doom was about to start! I just LOVE torturin' these guys. . .
The Boy Wonder set up his sleeping bag at the base of the couch. . . meaning his feet would touch the front of the couch if he were to lay down. Mmm'kay?
It was 7:30 P.M, and there really was no designated time that all the Titans absolutely HAD to be in the Main Room by, so Robin just sat on his sleeping bag, sighed, and leaned back against the couch, cracking his gloved knuckles.
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He didn't know WHAT time it was now.
Though he was pretty sure it HAD to be somewhere around 10 P.M. or so. . . but none of the Titans had come in. . . This confused Robin.
He still sat on his cherry-red sleeping bag, arms folded grumpily, masked eyes fixed into a glare at the Vision of tele.
And that's when suddenly. . .
"ROBIN!" A sugary-sweet voice chirped, only belonging to one possible person. . . Starfire.
The dark-haired teen turned around slowly, seeing as being in a room alone waiting for your friends for 2 and a half hours would make you pretty paranoid and hostile.
Upon seeing that it was positively safe; only a red-haired Tamaranian standing there hugging her sides with happiness glinting in her eyes; Robin sighed. "Thank God. . ." he muttered, and stood up.
"Friend Robin! We were all looking for you!" Starfire exclaimed, worry hinting at her voice. "We had thought that Slade had kidnapped you again!"
". . . Starfire. Dontcha think that I would SCREAM if that pedophile came anywhere NEAR me?" Robin anime sweat-dropped.
Starfire shrugged, looking completely innocent. "I do not know, friend. For you did not seem as though you were alike the. . . vocal. . . type of victim."
". . . That makes no sense. ANYONE would scream if they were attacked." Robin put his green-gloved hands on his hips.
That's when he saw Starfire's outfit.
An over-sized lavender Carebears® nightie-dress, that went down to just above her knees. Her legs were bare for once, except for tiny pink-laced anklet socks.
She was holding a stuffed Labrador Retriever against her side, right where her appendix would be, actually. Don't ask about anatomy, people. Go ask your Geography teachers or somethin'.
Robin bit his lip, the tip of his ears blushing. There was probably nothing except panties up her nightdress. Oh God. The boy wonder gave himself a little mental pep talk, trying to make sure that he didn't have a boner in front of the girl of his dreams.
Starfire flipped her hair, which cascaded down past her shoulders, and put on her trademark grin. "Friend Robin, I am so very excited! I have heard on the net of inter of games you play with friends when you host a party of slumbering in the same room when it does not involve sex!"
Robin coughed. "That's uh. . . nice, Starfire." Yes, he didn't know or understand what she said, really.
Starfire laughed. "But is it not?"
"Er. . ."
"THE MASTER OF THE PARTY HAS ARRIVED!" Cyborg boasted, flinging open the already sliding door, which hung on its side, sparking and spazzing and fritzing, and he strutted over to Robin and Starfire.
"Glorious!" Starfire exclaimed, clasping her hands together and her eyes shining.
Robin exhaled in a huff, glaring at Cyborg from behind his mask. Why the HELL did the android asshole have to ruin EVERY moment that he had with his darling?
Cyborg draped an arm around Starfire's shoulders; an action that earned a DEATH-glare from the boy wonder, who glowered in the corner.
Starfire grinned. "Friend Cyborg! When shall the party-ing and loud noise and such begin?" she asked anxiously.
The hybrid blinked. "Well first, y'all need BB 'n Rae to get their sorry asses in here!" he exclaimed.
Star nodded. "Shall I get friend Raven?" she asked.
"Ya, and I'll get B," Cyborg nodded as Star hovered out of the room, just leaving him and Robin.
Cyborg reached behind his back, and out of nowhere pulled out an orange-tinted kitty-cat with a malicious smile crudely sewn on in black thread. "Robby-poo, say hidey-ho to Mr. Snugglekins!" The android shouted.
The boy wonder glanced at the stuffed cat and grimaced, eye twitching. "N-No thanks, Cy. . ."
"Naw, c'mon!" Cyborg shoved the cat in Robin's face once more, Robin's masked eyes slowly widening as his mask stretched. (YAY FOR SPANDEX SCHTUFF!)
Robin attempted to thwap the stuffed animal away, punching it in the little beaded eye. But the cat just dangled from Cyborg's firm grip, still grinning malevolently.
Cyborg's eyes were like little Anime upside-down-U's. "C'mon, Robby! I just KNOW you love Mr. Snuggly-Wuggly-Kins!"
Robin paled. "My.God." He shook his head rapidly. "C-Cyborg! Stoppit! You're scaring me! Nonetheless SCARRING ME! FOR LIFE!"
Cyborg blinked his human eye, and waited for a moment. Then he cried: "COOL!"
Robin backed away, as Cyborg turned to the stuffed kitty-kat in his hands. "Come on, Mr. Snugglekins! Let's go potty-wotty-poo!"
And Cyborg skipped out of the room; Mr. Snugglekins flapping in the breeze beside him.
"My.God." The boy-wonder muttered after them.
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sorry
I spazzed. -.-;
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"Friend Raven!" Starfire exclaimed, pounding on Raven's door so hard, it started shaking violently.
"Yes?" Raven opened the door an inch, wincing with each pound that Starfire's fist graced upon the door.
"The party has arrived!" Starfire cheered, beaming.
"Oh. . . that's nice." And Raven closed the door with a click.
"Friend Raven!" Starfire slid it open. "Come! You must join us! Friend Beast Boy shall be there, and I already know of your secret love desires!"
". . . What desires?" Raven asked dumbfoundedly, left-eye twitching.
Starfire sweat-dropped. "Never mind, then." The Tamaranian Princess reached her arm across, grabbing Raven by the wrist. "Come! Grab your night-clothes, and we must depart for the room with the vision of tele!"
"Eh?" Raven blinked, not bothering to flick on a light-switch as she rummaged through her dresser drawers, attempting to find pajamas.
". . . The room with no official name," Starfire said monotonously.
"Oh!" Raven rubbed the back of her neck. "I'm. . . not going. . ."
Starfire exploded into shock. "YOU'RE WHAT!?!??!?!?!?!!"
Raven winced, backing into her bed, and falling over onto it. "I'm not going," she said, now confidently.
"W-Why not!?" Starfire's eyes grew large, like she might cry.
"I. . .uh. . ." Raven thought of the first thing that came to her mind. "Have nothing to wear?"
Starfire's face lit up. "I may help with that!" With one quick tug, the red-head had yanked the Goth purple-head (LMAO!) out of the room, and down the hall, into her own pink-clad room.
Raven yelped at Star's strong grip, and had no choice but to oblige, and hope that she wouldn't be preppified.
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"I think you look. . . Adorable!" Starfire exclaimed, handing Raven a mirror. Raven was too afraid to look, and just held the mirror to her side.
"Ew." Was all she said, glaring at Starfire hatefully. "I bet you made me a prep!"
"Oh, no!" Star blinked. "I made you . . . Gucci!"
". . . Gucci?" Raven raised an eyebrow. "What the FUCK is Gucci?"
Starfire handed Raven magazines of girls with weird, spiffy hats, exotic outfits, and weird nail-polish.
Raven choked on a gasp. "YOU GUCCI-FIED ME!" she yelped incredulously.
"So?" Starfire shrugged, grabbing the mirror, and re-handed it to Raven, this time more roughly.
Raven hesitantly took the mirror, (which was pink!) with a shaky hand, and glanced hesitantly in the mirror.
Pigtails, dark blue eye-shadow, eyeliner, bright pink blush, a rainbow bra, and a. . . pink thong.
"YOU. . . MURDERER OF GOTHIC EGOS!" Raven threw down the mirror, about to burst into tears.
"No!" Star stopped her, putting her fingers to Rae's eyes. And a few moments later, she said innocently, "You'll ruin your make-up."
Raven stood up, grabbed her blue cloak, draped it on lazily, and stormed out in a huff.
'I can't let the others see me like this. . .' she thought to herself sadly.
And the next thing she knew, she heard a raspy, and muffled, "OOF!"
Raven looked down at the small form underneath her to see Beast Boy, gasping for air as he gaped up at her.
"N-Nice eye-shadow?" the changeling offered, laughing nervously.
Raven's eyes grew larger, displaying sadness, as she stood up and ran off into the bathroom to wash the make-up off.
"Raven, wait!" Beast Boy darted off after her, grabbing hold of her cloak as it tore, dragging him along for Raven's scurry.
"Leave me alone!" Raven cried desperately, slamming the door on her cloak, which jammed the doorway as the door slammed in poor Garfield Mark Logan the First's face.
Beast Boy reached his arm up, twisting the door-knob, and gave the door a shove forward as he slithered in in snake-form. "Raven!" he changed back, grabbing her wrists. "I'm SORRY, okay? I didn't mean to hurt your feelings!"
"I've been GUCCI-FIED!" Raven said sadly, falling into BB's arms dramatically, as he held her confusedly.
She bent back in his arms like a ballerina pose, and Beast Boy just stared at her boobs. 'I love the view from here. . .' BB thought to himself pervertedly. He stroked Raven's cheek. "It's okay, Rae. I like your bra."
Raven didn't reply, and instead stared up at the ceiling. ". . . Thank you," she replied 4 minutes later.
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A/N: I WILL UPDATE SOOOOON!!!
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