Hello! I just wanted to let you know that... I don't own Teen Titans, and I doubt I ever will... Unless... Nevermind! Onto the story!

"Argh!" Slade yelled, looking at his bills. "I'm running out of money! All the villains I've been hiring are failing!" He threw the bills on the floor. His servant walked over to him, swept the papers up, and left.

Slade stood, and walked to the small, dark kitchen in his lair. He searched the fridge, then the cabinets. Nothing. "Servant!" He yelled, frustrated. A dark figure walked to him. "We need to get-"

"Sir," the servant said hesitantly. No one could see, but Slade had a look of interest behind his mask. His servants never interupted him.

"Yes," he said expectantly.

"Sir," the servant said again. "You have not payed us in a while." Slade's look disppeared. "I'm afraid I'll have to quit."

"What!" Slade yelled. "You'll what!"

"I'l have to quit." the servant said, his voice quivering. "And so will all the others."

"You greedy people!" Slade screamed. "You can't quit! You're all fired!" And with those last words, all the servants left, and Slade was left in total isolation.

Later that day, Slade was sitting at his chair in his dark room. "How can I get enough money to be rich again." Slade asked himself.

"I can't hire villains to steal the money," he said, annoyed. "I don't have enough money in the first place!" He sighed, but continued thinking.

"The only thing I can think of is…" He felt a shiver down his spine. "Is get a job and actually… Work! Noooooo! Noooo-"

"Knock, knock!"

"What is it!" Slade asked madly.

The door burst open, and several men ran in, starting to tear stuff apart.

"What in this world is going on!" Slade screamed to the men.

"You're being repoed!" one of the men, who seemed to be leading the others, yelled over the noise. "You haven't beenm able to pay off your stuff!"

"Nooo!"

LATER OUTSIDE

Slade watched the men hall all of his stuff away. He would try to fight them, but he knew that would only be worse. Where would he stay?

TITANS TOWER

"Knock, knock."

"I'll get it!" Starfire yelled, flying to the door. But when she got there… "Ahhh!" She closed the door immediately.

"What's wrong, Star," Robin asked, getting up from his spot on the couch.

"Slade!" she screamed, floating away from the door and preparing a starbolt ( A/N: I wasn't sure how to put that). All of the Titans ran to Starfire's side, weapons ready.

The door creaked and opened and the metal part of Slade's face could be seen. All of them just about to attack when…

"Uh, hi…" Slade said, opening the door completely so you could see all of him. The Titans looked utterly confused, but still ready to fight at any given moment. No one answered him for fear that he was tricking them.

"Uh… Please don't hurt me," Slade said nervously.

"What?" Robin asked, he couldn't believe his ears.

"Um, well…" Slade began. "I've kinda run out of money, see? I was wondering… Because we've been such good friends for a while-"

"Friends?" Robin said. "You've been our arch enemy since I can remember."

"Oh, okay…" Slade siad. "But that isn't my point. I don't have a home, and you guys are always helping people…"

"You want us to let you stay here!" Robin asked, looking like he was about to hang himself.

"Well, yeah." Slade said more nervously than before. "I'll get a job, and it'll only be until I can rent a place of my own."

"SLAM!" Robin slammed the door in Slade's face. Slade looked shockingly at the meral piece before him, turned around, and cursed the whole way to the Jump City hotel.

Poor Slade! What's an evil villain to do without money! Hope everyone enjoyed this chapter! Jennifer