So, here's another chapter for my favorite fans! Okay, okay, my only fans. Hope you enjoy it. And now, the disclaimer!

Disclaimer-er, what's my line again?

Anninymous-(whacks self on head) Anninymous doesn't own Teen Titans!

Disclaimer-huh?

Anninymous-oh, for the love of humanity, just-just-tap-dance.

Disclaimer-(begins tap-dancing)

Announcer, on speaker-STOP DANCING! ANNINYMOUS DOES NOT OWN TEEN TITANS, OR ANY ASSOCIATED INTELLECTUAL PROPERTY! YEESH!

Disclaimer-(turns red) I knew that.

Okay, give me more time for the next chappie, I'm trying to get into the writing team at my school, so don't expect any more work in this week, though another chapter might turn up.

Reviewers:

-SuperDucki-Hey, I'm Democratic, okay? And Kerry is a real flip-flopper- (rolls eyes) yes, changing one's opinion in 2000 from their opinion nine years before in 1991 is real flip-flopping. My chief position though is "at least he's not Bush." Let's just avoid a political discussion, shall we?

-CrazyDeafGirl- This chapter promises some kind of sign language....they'll probably learn sign language at the end of the story. That's a cool idea.

EVERYONE-This chappie promises a little BB/Rae fluff, so if you don't like that, don't bother with reading it. I write the pairings I see in the show, and this is one of them.

The Titans looked as though the phrase "personal space" didn't exist.

Clichéd though it is, dear Reader, this phrase does exist. And it represents a very real thing-the fact that it is painful, annoying, and somewhat insulting to be boxed together with three or more other people dangling above a whirling pool of you-don't-want-to-know, waiting for "The Pit and the Pendulum" to come into play. (Ted was obviously a sucker for the classics.) But this is exactly what the Titans were doing. And their dignity wasn't being helped at all by Ted's annoying ravings.

"My plan has worked perfectly! Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahhh!"

"Let me get this straight," Robin said, gawking at the fact that someone could willingly stop breathing that long. "You tried to poison us so that you'd be able to steal....?"

"EVERYTHING!"

"And, isn't there something more to this?"

Ted groaned. "Duh. Eventually, your friends' vocabulary will slowly disappear, then their total knowledge of the English language, and soon their ability to write. By the time the process is complete, their speech will return-but they will be able to speak only in Esperanto."

"But they don't know how to speak Esperanto."

"Oh, well then-they're done for."

"You are, I believe one says, "whacked?"" Starfire inquired.

Robin sighed. Starfire had such a way with words. He couldn't have phrased it better himself.

"What is Esperanto? Is it an Earthly competition?"

Robin groaned. SOMETIMES Starfire had such a way with words. Not so much now.

Beast Boy and Cyborg were wide-eyed. Had their vocal cords been operational, they would have been whimpering.

"Any way to stop it?" Robin hazarded. Heck, it was worth a try.

"Ye-no." The Brain-Bender turned red. It was obvious that he was lying through his teeth. Those teeth everybody present would have loved so much to break. "And if there was, I certainly wouldn't tell you."

"You're hiding something."

Beast Boy bit his lip. The situation was beyond help. But that wasn't what worried him. Something was missing here. He could tell from the look on Cyborg's face that he felt the same. Wait, it wasn't just something-it was someone-

"Raven!" he thought.

"Well, I must be off," Ted finished. "Enjoy your doom."

"Isn't said enjoyment a physical impossibility?"

"Yes. Goodbye."

Happy Raven was racing towards the Forbidden Door. After finally getting Timid to help her, she wasn't going to let the prize slip from her hands-she was going to make it through that maze if it was the last thing she did. Down with those tacky gray wall hangings! But this time, she had some competition-

Herself. The original Raven had just found out where her friends were. Thank heaven for telepathy. She was going to kill that squishy magenta imbecile if it was the last thing she did. Down with that annoying exhibit!

"Ummmm....flapping?"

Beast Boy shook his head.

"Are you imitating a glorbnorsk?"

Beast Boy shook his head.

"Starfire, what's a glorbnorsk?"

Beast Boy shrugged.

Robin bit his tongue. "Some kind of bird.....?"

Something dawned on Cyborg. He nodded and began flapping too.

"Do you perhaps mean friend Robin?"

Beast Boy and Cyborg shook their heads. Cyborg stopped flapping and moved his hands into an R shape. (How that is anatomically possible, I don't know, but Cyborg being Cyborg, and not knowing any real sign language, maybe he can distort his fingers weirdly or something.)

"I hate charades." Robin muttered.

"What are charades?" inquired Starfire.

Cyborg clinked his hands against the glass. Robin finally took notice.

"R....."

Cyborg made an A.

"Ra?"

Beast Boy joined in and made a V by fanning his palms out.

"Rav..."

An E.

"Rave? Huh?"

Beast Boy and Cyborg shook their heads. Both moved their fingers to draw an N in the air.

"R-a-v-e-n----Raven!"

Cyborg and BB nodded vigorously. Maybe the situation was beyond help, but experience showed nothing was beyond Raven.

Raven flew across the maze. Happy was never good at doing things efficiently. Maybe that was why Happy liked Beast Boy. Of course, Timid also liked Beast Boy, and was always sad about the idea of losing him to Terra. And Knowledge had begun reading more romance novels. And....wait a minute, who was she kidding? Knowledge had just started reading romance novels and was downright addicted. "Why am I thinking about him so much?" Raven sighed.

"But how will friend Raven know we are here?" Starfire pointed out.

"She won't, unless we call her on the communicator." Robin replied. "Which we don't have."

Starfire sighed. Robin sighed too. Cyborg and Beast Boy sighed. Maybe they would never get the ability to coherently speak an English sentence again, but there was still hope. This wasn't Slade, after all. This was a complete idiot. Raven...was Raven. She could find her way out of anything and everything.

Raven sighed. Maybe she would never get that time alone in her room in the quiet, but her friends came first. And besides, there was still hope. She wouldn't have to save them from Slade, after all. This was a complete idiot. "I'm Raven," she reminded herself. (Not the only person who needed reminding...) "I can find my way out of anything and everything."

But she still didn't want to put it to the test.

Like I said, wait a little while for a new chapter. I'm working more on , and these are busy times for me and the coven. Happy Halloween.