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Chapter the Fourth

Johanna Thompson was just your average teenage girl. She had waist length chestnut colored hair and sparkling hazel eyes. She was not ugly, but not a fashion model either. Every day she went to high school with her best friend, Stephanie, where the two girls experienced lots of high school drama that can be found in every cliché Disney movie starring Lindsay Lohan or Hilary Duff. (Thank God I don't own those!)

Johanna had an arch enemy named Nicole. She had blond hair, blue eyes, and was the most popular girl in school. She was also the captain of the cheerleading squad. All in all, she was -for lack of a better term- a total bitch. She would stop at nothing to get Johanna in trouble. To make things worse, Johanna and Nicole both had a crush on the hottest guy in school, Josh!

It was the day before the Spring Fling dance, and Johanna didn't know what she was going to do. She desperately wanted to ask Josh to the dance, but so did Nicole! She spilled all of her woes to Stephanie, who sympathized.

"You, like, got to, you know, like, try!" Stephanie urged, "He might, like, you know, say yes!"

Johanna was about to reply when, 'lo and behold, Josh came into view. Johanna's eyes opened wide.

"I think he's, like, coming our way!" she gasped, "Oh my God! What'll I do, Stephanie?"

"Like, you know, like, go for it!" Stephanie said.

Josh was, indeed, walking in the two girl's direction. He ran his fingers through his wavy, golden hair and flashed Johanna a perfect, white smile, complete with tooth shine. Johanna stared in awe. She took a deep breath, adjusted her shirt, and said "I'm going for it."

So, with all the courage she could muster, Johanna walked up to Josh, took a deep breath, and asked him if he could go to the dance with her.

But all of this is completely and utterly irrelevant because this story isn't about Johanna Thompson and her high school drama. This story is about the Teen Titans, and right now, they didn't give a damn about high school, dances, or hot guys named Josh. The only thing they were worried about was the one question that was running through all of their minds: Why are there gerbils in our fridge?

Indeed, the Titans had returned from their rather unsuccessful game of mini-golf, and had looked in the fridge for an afternoon snack only to find three fuzzy little Gerbils there. They all wore little helmets and utility belts.

"Dude, why are there gerbils in our fridge?" Beast Boy asked perplexed.

The others shrugged.

"Why do we not ask them?" Starfire suggested, pointing at said rodents.

"A capital idea." one of the gerbil said in a British accent, sitting up and adjusting his helmet. The others followed his lead, and the three gerbils hopped out of the fridge. The same gerbil spoke again. "Sergeant Nibbles, at your service." he took a bow, "We were just helping ourselves to a little snack of cabbage and beer; I certainly hope you don't mind."

The Titans all cocked an eyebrow.

"But…don't you guys eat, like, seeds and stuff?" Beast Boy asked confused.

"Ugh, no," said Sergeant Nibbles, sticking out his little tongue, "Can't stand the stuff. No, no, that's just a stereotype. In all truth, seeds give us a rash."

Coincidentally, seeds gave Beast Boy a rash too. But he would never tell a soul. Still, in that moment when the gerbils told him that, he felt a small connection between the rodents and himself.

That connection would soon be lost.

The other gerbils murmured their agreement.

"Look, we'd appreciate it if you asked before entering the Tower." Robin said, crossing his arms, "And- wait a minute, did you say beer?"

"Righto."

Robin turned to his team, "Okay, who hid the beer in the fridge? You all know that we're under legal drinking age."

Everyone turned to Cyborg. He looked at each of them in turn, panicked, and pointed at the squirrel. The squirrel frowned, gave an annoyed squeak, and pointed at Cyborg.

"I, that is, uh…" Cyborg stuttered; sweat forming on his brow, "Hey, look, a cantaloupe!"

"A cantaloupe?" Robin said, "What the-?"

The Titans and gerbils all turned to see a cantaloupe rolling by. It didn't stop, but just kept on rolling by, right out of the room. The Titans turned to the gerbils, who shrugged and shook their heads.

"Okay…" Raven said slowly, "Moving on…"

"But why are you here?" Robin asked Sergeant Nibbles, crossing his arms.

"Oh, that's very simple." Sergeant Nibbles said. He took out a whistle and blew it. Immediately, several thousand gerbils popped up all around them, each one dressed in a helmet and utility belt. They assembled around Sergeant Nibbles, and saluted. "We," Sergeant Nibbles said with a malicious little grin, "Are taking over Titans Tower. Gerbils, attack!"

"What! Hey!" Robin said looking round wildly as a bunch of little gerbils started scaling his legs.

"This can't be happening!" Cyborg said in disbelief as he threw several gerbils off of him and into a nearby wall.

"Don't gain sway!" Sergeant Nibbles commanded, "Show no fear!"

"They're messing up our kitchen!" Cyborg yelled in aggravation, ducking from a plate a gerbil had thrown in his direction.

"Titans, GO!" Robin shouted, shaking the gerbils off his leg and running at the large army of little rodents.

"But we cannot attack them!" Starfire cried, "They're so small and cute"

"Starfire," Robin said, taking out his bo-staff and using it to send an onslaught of gerbils out the window, "They're attacking us. Besides, do you want them to take over the Rower?"

"But they are so small! What if we smoosh them?"

"Starfire, we'll talk about this later." And with that, Robin gave his full effort in attacking the gerbils.

Beast Boy shook a bunch of gerbils off his arms, letting out a yelp of pain as one bit his ear. He growled at the rodents, and reached behind his back for his trusty bazooka. Then he realized that he hadn't bought his trusty bazooka yet.

"Aw, shit." He said, "Well, I was going to blast you little fur balls to smithereens with my bazooka, but I don't have one. But one day I'll get one, you'll see! One day! The I'll kick your fuzzy little asses! Bwahahahahaha!"

"Beast Boy, don't swear!" Robin said, throwing an ice disk at a troupe of gerbils coming his way. He then did a spinning kick flip at a group of gerbils coming at him in a miniature airplane. He sent the plane crashing into the ceiling, where it burst into flame.

"Whiskers, I guess now is a good time to tell you," a gerbil said to his colleague, "I love you."

"Aw crap." Whiskers said jumping off the burning plane. Even suicide was better then dealing with this awkward situation.

"Aw common, Robin! Starfire swears all the time and you don't yell at her!" Beast Boy whined.

"Yes, but no one has any idea what she's saying." Robin said ducking as another miniature airplane swooped down over him. The plane missed Robin and flew right on into the back of Raven's head. Raven spun round, a death glare playing on her face as she towered over the plane. The gerbils quaked with fear.

"Uh, Sergeant, I think we have a problem." One of the gerbils said into a tiny walky-talky.

"Yes, you do." Raven said through gritted teeth. She raised her hands, which started to glow with a dark magic. "Azareth, Metrion, Zinthos!"

The airplane was engulfed in the same black magic and sent careening into another airplane. Sergeant Nibbles watched in horror as his army suffered. The Titans were too strong…it was time to call upon greater forces. Sergeant Nibbles took out his walky-talky and spoke into it.

"Troupes, fall back. It's time we called upon the…Gerbil Ninjas."

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Uh-oh…cliffy! I'm really sorry I know this chapter wasn't very funny. I'm a little low on inspiration. But don't worry I do have plans in store for this story! So stay tuned, the funniness will return!

I changed the rating to T, since there was some coarse language. Hope nobody minds.

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