Third Chapter Up! This time, its everyone's favorite Tungsten Titan, Cyborg!

Mad props to:

kmutt, Thanks for the positive review! I'm trying really hard to keep them somewhat in character, but its fun sometimes to take them a bit OOC. Thanks again!

Blaze83, Ooooohh, the bad words. Okay. Well, I'm not too big on them myself, I just felt that, as teens, they would cuss a bit. Thanks; its really hard to figure Raven out, but I did a decent job of it, thank God. Thanks again!

mattb3671, Thanks! The last lines were fun; a little OOC, but fun! Thanks again!

White Raven, Thanks!

Dragonlore, Thanks! Starfire is next chapter.

Dark Knightress, Yeah, those are their real names. I have a great fondness for the Teen Titans comics these are based off of, so I tend to use their real names as well as their costumed names. Thanks!

Crazy Girl Person, Raven Difficult to Write, so making her a bit OOC makes her more fun to write, as well as being a cop-out. ;) Thanks!

almostinsane, Thanks!

Pointless Authority, Those are the longest damn reviews ever. Lol, I loved them, thanks for writing such long reviews. Like I said, I have much love for the Teen Titans comics, and so the characters are somewhat dear to me. That said, please stop hurting Robin; I'm gonna need him in two chapters. And yes, Batman does indeed Rock. He rocks so damn hard.

Disclaimer: I own no part of the TT, CN, or DC.

Mornings - Chapter 3

Cyborg

Uahhhhh...

Ah...wakey wakey, metal eggs and bakey.

Time: 8 AM.

Hmm...room's kinda messy. Better clean up...

...later...yeah, later.

Scan tower...Raven and Dick are awake already...Star and BB are still asleep...nope, no one else in the tower.

Kinda weird habit, but ever since Slade's robo-ninja-goons invaded the tower, I've been sorta security-paranoid. I always check in the morning, afternoon, before I plug in to recharge, and during the night. Twice.

I know. Paranoid.

Ah, my bathroom. Time to answer the call. Gotta take a wicked leak.

Ahhhhh...relief. How do I spell relief? U-R-I-N-A-T-E.

Kinda gross, I know, but I'm a teenage guy. I need these type of jokes just to function.

Do I need a shower? Sniff, sniff...nope. No shower needed. Tungsten body frame is the ultimate in low-maintenance. Plus, it saves on the water bill.

Star's door just opened, I guess she's awake. Being tied remotely to the Tower lets me know what's happening at all times. Some might call it voyeurism, I call it defending my home. Besides, ain't like I put cameras in the showers or the rooms. I'm no perv.

Hungry, gonna get some food.

Wow...for all the times I've been through these halls, I've never noticed how barren and sterile everything is. Maybe we can get some decorations, or something-

Oh, wait, here's Star. She's gabbing away about how its such a "GLORIOUS" morning. I'm not really inclined to tell her different though. It would be like kicking a puppy. Just not nice at all.

We walk into the kitchen together. I see a scene there I've seen a hundred times before. Raven's drinking her tea, Robin's reading his paper (the Planet, I think). I ask him what he's reading, and he (excitedly) says an interview with Superman.

The irony of the ward of Batman excitedly reading about Superman is not lost on me. (1)

I call out a good morning. Raven nods while Dick merely grunts out something I take to mean good morning.

What for breakfast...Ham. Oh yeah. Beautiful, delicious ham. Food of the gods, all that is just and good. Ham.

Pull it out of the freezer, slam it onto a pan, and start frying it up. Damn, but that smells good. The sizzle, the popping noise, the aroma...

Heh, even Raven's enjoying it.

Garfield walks in, smells the ham, looks at the ham, and shoots me a glare, as if to ask 'Are You Serious?'. I can almost read his mind at this point. I answer the glare with my most innocent smile, and he grumbles off. Probably to go stare at Raven some more, the lovesick loon.

Its hard to hold my laughter in, but I manage it.

Ham's done...I made way too much, even for me, but someone will eat whatever's left.

I sit down to my beautiful, delicious ham and chow down. Its...awesome.

I love breakfast so very much.

I clean up after I'm done (thank God for automated dishwashers) and head to the couch to watch some TV. I watch for about a half-hour; its some show about this comic book called...Y-Dudes, or something? I can't remember, but its on all the time. They have this guy, Shoeverine, with loafers that pop out of his hands. Funny stuff. He gets all mad, but he can't hurt anyone because of the loafers, so he just sorta flails about. Like I said, funny.

Five minutes till training session, Robin announces. He marches down the hall, to the dojo, or as I like to call it, the Robin-cave.

I don't know if anybody else has thought about this, but Dick would be a real hard-ass if not for Kori. Thank God for beautiful aliens, I guess.

I turn off the television, and march down the hall, my metal feet clanging along.

The Tower is in optimal condition, everything is going well, and I have Ham in my belly.

It really is a glorious morning.

(1) (A/N: I hope its not lost on anybody reading this. Just to make the joke accessible, understand that Batman really dislikes Superman at some points in their relationship. Superman, because he is who he is, chooses to ignore it, most of the time. This, naturally, pisses Bats off even more, and what makes Batman even more angry is that Dick kinda idolizes Superman. Thanks.)

Okay guys, next chapter is Starfire! Glorious!