A/N: First of all, I am not discriminating Brits. I'm a brit. I'm just kinda making fun of the different types of us there are. Like, there are Rock-stars, Chavs, Geeks, Upper-class...considering we live in the some country, we are so different.
Anyway, at this point I'm picking on the Chavs. When I think of England I think of Chavs (well, after I get over all the politicians and how I can never remember who's who). And Mad Mod seems like an old fashioned Chav - to be more precise, a Mod.
It's probably just the accent...
Truly British Titans
Robin had never had anything against Brits. After all, he had been practically raised by an English Gentleman. Mad Mod, however, seriously made him reconsider his views.
But it wasn't until that fateful 4th July when Robin had to sit down and think about things.
The whole 'Revolution' ordeal was pretty bad – after all, who wouldn't hate having all those wrinkles? – but it was the aftermath that really took the biscuit – no, cookie! Took the cookie!
The first sign of danger was when Starfire had her ears pierced. No one thought much of this move at first. Until she started to wear huge hooped earrings that nearly touched her shoulders.
Second shocking change in the team was when Beast Boy began walking around in a hooded jacket, a Burberry tartan baseball cap practically glued to his head.
Robin himself didn't go unaffected. Many times had he found himself singing the chorus line to 'Always look on the Bright Side of life' whilst walking through the lengthy corridors of Titan's Tower.
Cyborg and Raven had seemed unchanged – at least, that's what Robin had thought, until he found the stash of Beatles and Pink Floyd albums by the stereo.
And so Robin found himself dialing the Batcave's phone number, hoping it was Alfred who picked up.
He was lucky.
"Hello?"
"Hey Alf."
"Master Robin!" The butler was obviously glad to hear from his young charge.
"Alf, there's something I really need to say, but I have no idea how to say it."
"Go on…" the concern in the old man's voice was clear.
"It's just…your nationality sucks."
"…Oh…"