Spitfire F.22: Welcome back, all! It's time for another installment of Spys, a Spitfire production. Here to assist me today are Starfire and Beast Boy.
Starfire: Greetings, Friends!
Beast Boy: Sup, Dudes!
Starfire: Why is friend Raven not joining us today?
Beast Boy: She said something about, "having to meditate so she doesn't kill that rat for reading my diary." I wonder who that could be?
Spit: He he he, um, I couldn't guess.
Starfire: Friend Spitfire, does it still hurt to move your arm?
Spit: Not too much. On with the disclaimer.
Beast Boy: Dudes! "Spit here doesn't own Teen Titians! If he did, Robin and Star would be going out, and Raven would find a way to show her true feelings for me."
DUDE! Raven has feelings for me?
Starfire: Oh yes! You should have been here when we read her diary!
Beast Boy: So you're the one! He he he- you wouldn't happen to still have it?
Spit (smiling): I made copies!
Raven: YOU DID WHAT?
Cyborg: Now Raven, calm down.
Starfire: There is nothing wrong with the fact that you have the feelings for friend Beast Boy.
Cyborg: You like Beast Boy?
Raven: You are going to pay for this, Spitfire.
Robin: Don't kill him! He's a StarRob shipper!
Spitfire: Let's get on with the show, while I still can.
Robin and Starfire had just arrived at the park on the R-Cycle. He just loved the way she held him, perhaps just a bit tighter than she had do.
"What shall we do first, Boyfriend Robin."
"Well, I was thinking we could row out to a little island in the middle of the lake."
"But Robin, do we not live on an island? Why should we go to one now."
"Because to is an island that isn't inhabited by little green spiders."
Starfire thought this over for a second ,than realization dawned on her.
"Oh! You mean we will not be watched by friend Beast Boy."
"Exactly."
Or so they thought.
Just at that time the three other Titans were setting up surveillance equipment on the small island in the middle of the lake.
"It doesn't matter where they go." said a proud Cyborg. "With these amplifiers, we'll be able to hear 'em anywhere in the park."
"Good work, Agent Sparky." Beast Boy decided that they should use 'cool' nicknames over the radio.
"Agent Creepy, come in."
Raven replied, "Subjects spotted headed towards boat rental."
She wondered how she had agreed to do this, until she remembered the pet names.
"This is gonna be good." She thought to herself.
"Hey General Idiota, do you have the 'scope set up?" Cyborg asked BB over the radio.
"Up and running. All systems go."
"Hey, Agent Sparky." "Yes, Agent Creepy?" "It looks like their inbound on your position."
"Awesome!"
Robin dragged the row boat ashore as Starfire laid out a blanket. Somehow, Neither noticed the satellite dish located approximately 20 feet away.
"Angel, could you set up the picnic?" (A/N- I have no idea how Robin brought all this stuff on the R-Cycle)
"Certainly, my boy wonder."
"All agents! Idiota was right! Pet name use is in progress!" Cy excitedly whispered over the radio.
"Told ya." BB replied.
Starfire and Robin sat down on the blanket and began to eat their lunch.
"I love this chicken salad, Star."
"Thank you! I made it from an old Tameranian recipe, substituting chicken for the traditional Blouk'shnor."
" It seems you have some on you face."
With that, Robin proceeded to lick his girlfriends lovely face.
"This is the General! All Agents report in! Strange and indescribable activities observed!"
When the other two titans arrived they were caught in a mix of amusement and revulsion.
"She just smeared his face with a piece of pie." Raven noted
"Good lord no. Not whipped cream!" Cyborg cried out.
"What the?" Robin said as he turned around.
"Starfire, did you hear that?"
"Yes Dick, but it was probably from that party on the other side. Let's finish desert."
The three spies could only watch as unspeakable horrors were visited upon a watermelon and a tub of cookies and cream.
"Wow. She really does purr." stated Cyborg.
"Dude! And that was my favorite flavor! Raven, hold me."
Raven tried as best as she could to comfort the little green man, but it seemed that he may be scarred for life.
A rather disheveled looking Starfire and Robin gathered the remains of their meal and rowed to shore.
"I wonder what our friends have done to amuse themselves."
Please Review. I hope to go on. Do any of you have some (non-explicit-I'm not going any higher then PG-13) ideas of what Star and Rob should do next? If so tell me. If your idea is accepted, you may be included in the next action packed disclaimer!
