Spitfire F.22: Welcome back one and all! Today is the last day of my spring break. You know what that means?

Starfire: That you will stop writing and do the studying for your exam of Spanish on lunes?

Spit: Of course not! It means it's time for another exiting chapter of Spys!

Spit: By the way, where did you learn that lunes means Monday?

Starfire: Mas o Menos told me.

Spit: Ok! Well, it's time for something special. I have received a number of reviews, time to acknowledge them. First off, thank you all for reviewing. All comments are much appreciated. Second, I received an interesting question from redX'slilangel01.

I am in fact a guy who writes RobStar fluff and thinks Starfire is totally hot. I wonder how many of us there are.

Beast Boy: Dude! Can I please say something! This is turning into some stupid award show!

Spitfire: Ok, ok. You may make the Extra special announcement.

Beast Boy: I kissed Raven!

Starfire: This is glorious, friend!

Spit: That's not what I meant.

Beast Boy: Oh, sorry. Clueless90 actually provided some plot suggestions, and is now invited to appear.

(Flash of lightning)

Starfire: Greetings, friend!

Clueless90: Did BB just say he kissed Raven?

Spit: He sure did!

Raven: YOU TOLD THEM WHAT!

(The lights of Jump City flicker and go out)

Cyborg: What the…?

Clueless90: Maybe this is a bad time.

Spit: No, as long as Rae doesn't start throwing stuff…

Raven: Did you just call me Rae? You're not allowed to do that.

(Model airplanes, knives, assorted odds and ends, and one of Star's stuffed animals start to glow black.)

Starfire: Not my little bear! It is a present from Robin!

Spit: HIT THE DECK!

Robin: What did I tell you about RobStar shippers!

Cyborg: Who's gonna clean this mess?

(10 minutes later..)

Robin: It seems Spitfire forgot about the disclaimer. While we clean up in here and bring our guests to the medical room, I'm sure he would want Starfire to read the disclaimer.

Starfire: Certainly! "Friend Spitfire still does not own the Teen Titans. If he did, Robin would find some incredibly romantic way of telling me of his true feelings, and Raven would be severely punished for misuse of her powers. He also does not own the idea about going to the mall, as friend clueless90 suggested it."

Cyborg: On with the show! I've got waffles!


It was an odd day, even by the Titans standards.

Beast Boy just sat in the corner holding his legs androcking back and forth, murmuring,

"Why? Why the cookies and cream? Why not butter pecan?"

To make things stranger, Raven was trying to comfort him, as was Cyborg.

"There's still frozen yogurt."

"Snap out of it, little guy. There wasn't any tofu anywhere near 'em."

Robin, the highly observant leader of the Teen Titans, should have noticed that something was wrong. He did not, however, because Starfire was washing the windows of Titan's Tower, and Robin was busy staring at her.

"Wow. She's beautiful when she's cleaning." was the only thought which crossed his mind.

Like all good things, the window washing had to come to an end.

"Boyfriend Robin, would you be so kind as to accompany me to the mall of shopping?"

"Sure Star. I'd be glad to!"

With that, the two smitten Titans left.

A light bulb appeared over Cyborg's head as an idea came to him.

"BEAST BOY SNAP OUT OF IT!"

"But I'll never be able to eat ice cream without thinking of them again!"

"You don't eat whole milk ice cream!"

"Oh, yeah."

"And besides, if I remember correctly, you're the one who started watching them in the first place."

"Heh heh heh." Beast Boy had now fully recovered.

"So what are we gonna do now?"

Raven spoke up. "They said they were going to the mall."

"Excellent."
Starfire spoke to Robin as they arrived at the 'mall of shopping'.

"Robin, I believe our friends were watching us at the park."

"Why would you think that, sweaty?"

"Well, friend Beast Boy kept moaning to himself about 'the horror' and cookies and cream ice cream, and friends Cyborg and Raven were trying to tell him that 'all would be well."

"Oh." Robin turned a bright shade of red remembering what the ice cream had been used for.

"And I am sure that, if Beast Boy recovers, they shall follow us here." Starfire stated with an air of mischief.

Robin just smiled." Let's make sure that they see something memorable.


"Beast Boy, that's the last time you ride shotgun. Ever."

"He he he, sorry, Cy."

"Let's just get inside. I feel Starfire's impossible happiness on the second floor." Raven told her partners in crime.


"Robin, let us enter this store first!"

"The Bear Factory?"

"Certainly! You need a little friend, just like the one you made for me!" Starfire said just loud enough to be overheard by the strange green chickadee perched on a nearby plastic tree."

"All units! Idiota reporting! Targets entering the Bear Factory!"

"Boo-yah, this is gonna be better then I thought!" Cy responded.

"Creepy, is the disguise prepared?" BB asked Raven over the radio.

"Yes." sighed the dejected goth. She was upset because she was now in Beast Boy's 'perfect disguise', which consisted of a blond wig, pink tank top with a heart on it, very short pink skirt, and pink heels.

"Dang it, BB, I'm gonna get you for this." Raven thought to herself. Just then, 5 lava lamps exploded in Linen n' Things.

After she arrived in the store, Raven reported, "Robin and Star are making 5 bears! One's green, one's black with a little mask, one's pink, one is brown with a tutu, and, (gasp) one's, one's……"

"Agent Creepy? Raven? What's up?" Beast Boy tried to rouse his horrified teammate.

"One's got a purple cape."

"NO! It can't be."

"It is. They made one for each of us."

Cyborg asked, "Which one's for me?"

Raven was glad that just at that moment Robin and Star started moving, so she wouldn't have to answer that. "Subjects moving."

"Idiota here, I've got 'em."

"Yo, BB. We stopped using those codes 5 minuets ago." Cy called out to his teammate.

"Ok."

What should they do next? Should Star and Robin confront their pursuers? Should Raven proclaim her undying love for Beast Boy, Bright colors, or both? Should Cyborg get a girl, or be left with the T-Car? Please review, and don't worry. No reviewers will be harmed in the continuation of this story. I'm not makin any promises about the little bears, though.