RR76: I'm back! After a week long visit to my ultra-conservative grandmother, I can finally update this! For those of you interested, my brother was fired from work today, meaning I'll be able to update a LOT less. So yeah. Now for responses to reviews for ALL MY STORIES!!!

dancingirl3: People love that Terra-death, don't they? Thanks for liking.

PRE TEEN TITANS REVIEWS:

OG LOCO CHARGERS FAN: ..............

Queen-Of-Azerath: Thank you! You are a nice person. And stuff.

PRE TEEN TITANS THEME SONG:

Mortos: Thanks. Keep writing.

Queen-Of-Azerath: Re: ultra conservative grandmother. Sorry! I'll review one of your stories as soon as I can. I promise. This may be out of date, because I've reviewed 2 of your stories since I got back. So yeah.

CARSON:

fourthelement: Again, YOU ARE THE GREATEST PERSON ON EARTH!! Now I can update that tomorrow... if I've got time... damn brother...

I WAS BETRAYED:

MORTOS: Close. Robin, then BB, Raven, Terra. You almost got it right though.

SLADE'S NEW APPRENTICE:

Ravens-Despair: Glad ya liked. Cartman was the best choice, I guess! :)

And that's over with. Please do the disclamer Trespasser.

TRESPASSER: RR76 does not... wait, didn't you say this last chapter?

PETPETANGEL: And the one before that?

RR76: Gah! Where'd you come from?!

PETPETANGEL: Well, you see, when a mommy and a daddy love each other very much, they-

RR76&TRESPASSER: LALALALALALALALALALAIMNOTLISTENINGLALALALALALALALALA!!!

PETPETANGEL: Um...

RR76: Is it over?

CARSON: I think so...

TRESPASSER: WOULD YOU STOP THAT?!

CARSON: Stop what?

RR76: Ugh... (punches Carson)

RR76: Just... read it.

The shack wasn't the most luxurious place they'd ever been-okay, they were spoiled by the tower, but hey (that rhymes!!!)- but it was decent. For some reason, though, a pair of lampray eels were mounted on the wall, and Torgo seemed to have a shrine to Baal (RR76: That also rhymes! PPA/TRES.: SHUT UP!!!) on the fireplace. Weird... but seeing as how she was the most Goth person on the Earth, Raven didn't seem to mind. She had a problem with just one thing: Silkie. Beast Boy actually brought it with them on their romantic getaway?! Or as close to romantic as you can get with a freaky, large knee-ed thing as your butler, but still! It just... didn't seem right.

Cyborg came in carrying the last of the luggage and set in on the floor by the couch, where Silkie eagerly began climbing all over it. Cyborg cringed, wondering what he did to his leather seats,

but decided not to dwell on it. He looked over at Raven and Beast Boy, who were stairing at a painting on the wall.

The man in the painting was pale, with black hair, black eyes, and a cloak with really cheesy red hands stitched on (RR76: Picture a gay Frank Zappa. PPA: DO YOU EVER SHUT UP?!)

To his left sat a doberman with a spiked collar.

"That must be the Master," Beast Boy said. "You know, the one who 'wouldn't approve'?"

"Duh," Raven said sarcastically. They stared at the painting, but their concentration was broken when Torgo walked in carrying the luggage that "the Master would not approve of" Cyborg carrying. He took the bags into the other room and disappeared behind the door.

"Did anyone else hear really crappy clairenet (sp?) music as Torgo walked by?" Beast Boy asked. The others shrugged.

Torgo walked in at that moment, and for some reason, tapped Beast Boy lightly on the shoulder with his staff. Beast Boy jumped slightly, much to Raven's amusement.

"See?" she said. "That's the playful side of Torgo! He's not just a deformed hell beast."

"Just as God ma,de me, ma'am" Torgo said, hurt. Beast Boy and Cyborg gave Raven a look.

"That was something I'd excpect from Beast Boy," Cyborg admonished.

"Looks like I'm rubbin off on you Rae," Beast Boy said smugly.

"That's not something I'd really mind," Raven said with a mischevious grin on her face. Beast Boy returned the grin and moved to embrace Raven. Cyborg slapped his forehead and tried to think of something besides... that. Finally, he remembered.

"Hey Torgo," he asked. "Is that the Master in that painting?" Torgo jerked his head down slightly, indicating a yes. "Where is he?"

Beast Boy started jerking in an imitation of Torgo. "He's in, Housten, this week!" he said in a Torgo like voice. Raven giggled softly, and one of the lampray eels exploded. She blushed and covered her head in her hood.

"Guys!" Cyborg hissed. He turned back to Torgo. "Where is he?"

"He has left us," Torgo said. "But he is with us always!" He looked at the painting. "No matter where we go, he is with us always!"

Raven and Beast Boy exchanged a look. "I wonder what the hell THAT means..." Raven said quietly.

DODODODODODODODODODODODODODODODO!!!

Robin knocked on Crows' door. "Um... hey Crow," he said carefully, "Are you... okay? You kinda ran out of there in a hurry when Beast Boy said 'El Paso'."

A scream was heared on the other side, followed by the words "evil... hands... manure..." Carson rolled his eyes. "Nice job Robin. You made him MORE psychotic!"

"You think you can do a better job?!" Robin snapped angrily at Carson. His younger teammate shrugged and stepped in front of him.

"Crow," Carson said meanacingly. "If you don't come out right now, so help me, I'll break this door down myself!"

"Bite me, Raider boy!" the robot shouted back.

"THAT'S IT!" Carson shouted. He drew his revolver, emptied it into the door, then drew his cutlass and started hacking away. Robin and Starfire backed away cautiously to the living room.

Robin picked up the phone and started dialing a number. "Who are you calling Robin?" Starfire asked.

"The only person who can help us now..." Robin said, determined. He held the phone to his ear and said in a clear voice, "Hello, is this ConGypsCo?"

RR76: None of you know what the hell I'm planning next!!! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

PPA/TRES: (sweatdrop)

RR76: Please review. Now. Or die!!! DIE!!!!

PPA/TRES: (another sweatdrop)

RR76: You guys got a fever or something?