okay, this is a very weird story. I tried to make each Titan have a personality like each of my siblings. (including me) Except...I had to make one of my sisters Cyborg... ...

I dont own Teen Titans, the Girl Scouts, or the Girl Scout cookies - But I do own Karate Masters. HA

-Kaisa

PS - Beast Boy is my youngest brother. He's seven.


Warped Personalities

It was a normal day, on a normal Saturday. But all was not normal in Titans' Tower. It was the day before where everything was truly normal. But not that day.

The five Titans were in the main room, each doing their own thing.

Beast Boy was sitting on the floor, playing with his Thomas the tank engine trains.

Starfire was cleaning up.

Cyborg was on the internet, talking to who knows how many people on Instant Messenger.

Robin was building a car model.

And Raven was writing something in a notebook.

"Robin!" Beast Boy called. "Do you want to play trains with me?"

"Later, I'm working on something," Robin replied, dipping a paint brush in model paint and painting a piece of the model he was working on.

Beast Boy frowned and went back to his trains.

"Why don't you help clean up?" Starfire asked. "It's really messy in here." Then she looked at Robin and Beast Boy in particular. "And it doesn't help that you shove all the junk and garbage under the couch."

Neither of the boys answered.

Raven looked up from her notebook and asked Beast Boy, "Can you do me a favor?"

Beast Boy looked suspicious. "What kind of favor?"

"Can you hand me my CD player?" Just then Raven remembered something. "Hey, wait, I have powers!" And with that, she used her telekinesis to float the CD player over to her.

After a few minutes, Beast Boy got bored with his trains. He walked up to Starfire. "Say something in German?"

Starfire spoke a few sentences in German.

The rest of the other Titans didn't know what she had just said. After all, Starfire was the one who was fluent in German, not the rest of them.

"What'd you say?" Beast Boy asked.

"I said, 'why don't you do something else? Like play the GameStation, or play trains with Robin…Or clean up,'" Starfire responded.

"Oh," Beast Boy said, then went over and watched Robin build his model.

Raven was still writing, now listening to music as she did so, mouthing all the words to whatever song she was listening to.

Beast Boy noticed Raven mouthing the words, and said to her, "You're so weird."

Raven didn't hear him.

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door (Wherever the door is.).

"Robin, will you answer the door?" Starfire said.

"Fine," Robin replied, looking annoyed.

He came back a few minutes later. "Just some Girl Scouts who want to sell us something. I brought them in."

Behind him were two of Slade's robots, with green vests on.

"Robin!" Raven shouted.

"What?"

"THOSE ARE SLADE-BOTS!" Raven shouted, using her own name for Slade's robots.

"Oh. Really? They are so convincing."

Cyborg turned around in his chair. "What's all the racket?" Then he saw the robots. He used his sonic blaster to blast one of them.

Beast Boy's eyes widened. "What did you do! You killed a Girl Scout!"

Robin looked at Beast Boy. "They're Slade robots, doofus."

"But what if they had cookies!"

While Beast Boy and Robin were arguing, the other robot was sneaking up behind Beast Boy…

"Beast Boy, duck!" Starfire shouted.

Beast Boy transformed into a duck. "Quack."

"Azerath, Metrion, ZINTHOS!" The words came from behind the robot, and there was Raven, floating in the air.

The robot was encased in the black aura that came from Raven.

Raven used her telekinesis to throw the robot out the window and into the lake.

Beast Boy gasped. "OOOOO! Raven broke a window! She's in trouble now…"

"I was getting rid of a Slade-Bot, doesn't that count for something?"

"At least clean up all the glass before someone steps on it," said Starfire.

"Fine," Raven grumbled, then went to look for the broom and the dustpan.

"LOOK!" Beast Boy shouted.

Cyborg, Starfire, and Robin stared at him.

"The robots left something!" Beast Boy said excitedly, picking up a box of Girl Scout cookies. "See! They did have cookies!"

Cyborg got up, took the box of cookies from Beast Boy, then threw them out the broken window.

"What'd you do that for!"

"They could have been poisoned."

"But they were Animal Treasures!"

"But they were delivered here by Slade-Bots, which mean they aren't any good," Raven said, coming back into the room and sweeping up the glass.

"What if Slade wanted to be nice to us, so he sent us cookies?"

"Slade isn't Grandma, Beast Boy," Raven replied.

Beast Boy pouted.

"Now it's all cold in here," Robin whined, pointing to the broken window. "Yah shouldn't've broken the window, Raven."

Raven glared at him.

"I'm done with my model. Who wants to play Karate Masters?" Robin said, jumping on the couch, picking up a game controller, and turning on the GameStation.

"I will!" Raven said, getting up and sitting next to Robin.

"I want to play too!" Beast Boy said.

"Sorry, Beast Boy, it's a two player game."

Beast Boy glared at Raven and Robin. "I get to play as soon as you're done."

"Okay," Raven said.

"First level," Robin said. "I wanna be Karate Kid!"

On the first few levels on Karate Masters, you could only pick out of two characters: Karate Kid and Karate Grandpa, and Raven defiantly didn't want Karate Grandpa.

"No, I want to be Karate Kid!"

"No, I want to be Karate Kid!"

"No, I want to be Karate Kid!"

"Well, I don't want to be Karate Grandpa…I mean, with his teeth falling out all the time…It's just really annoying to fight with him," Robin replied.

"Why don't we flip a coin?" Raven said, taking out a nickel and handing it to Beast Boy.

"Call it in the air," Robin said.

Beast Boy flipped the coin.

"Heads!" Raven called.

"Raven wins," Beast Boy said.

"Hurray!" Robin said.

"What?"

"We said that if you win the coin toss, you get to be Karate Grandpa!" Robin answered with a laugh.

"Uh-uh, we did not!" Raven said, picking Karate Kid and starting the game.

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Little cliffhanger there. If you want more, tell me. If you dont, too bad, i'm writing more anyway, because my brothers want me to.