Hey guys. I'm really pissed off right now! My fucking computer won't let me open my fucking file for the next chapter, which I had about half way done. So now I have to right the whole fucking chapter over again. So here it is.

The titans turned around to see a male in blue jeans, Black hooded sweatshirt, a backwards baseball hat and a black suitcase, dripping a white substance a.k.a. milk.

RB: Who are you mysterious 6 member of our party who has rented a room under our name and will probably not pay any of the bills.

Mysterious voice: My name is Lumpkin Gangsta.

The Background fades to white and it's just the 5 titans, all sending a glare at the newly revealed Lumpkin Gangsta.

LG: What?

RB: It wasn't enough to write some ridiculous story about us going to Las Vegas and acting like compete morons, but now you have to input yourself into the story so that it can achieve a new level of cornyness. I mean, this is more corny then a Hilary Duff movie.

Lumpkin pulls out a 44 magnum and points at Robin who simultaneously pulls out a bow staff.

LG: What the fuck are you gonna do with a bow staff.

RB: I'm not sure

LG: You have till the count of three too get out of my way.

RB: JUST ANSWER ME ONE QUESTION

LG: Damn bitch you don't need a shout.

RB: WHY THE MONOPOLY FETISH WHY?

LG: Cause the readers like it.

RB: Fuck the readers! Just give me a normal romance, not this monopoly shit.

LG: Whatever. ( The background comes back) By the way Cyborg here.

Lumpkin tosses a glowing ball of black energy at Cyborg, which is absorbed into his hardrive.

CY: Yo nigga what the fuck is that shit? (Cyborg's eyes open wide)

Holy shit nigga! This cracker just gave me back my nigga. I can talk black again. A simple pleasure that was deprived from me from the fucking niggers at cartoon network.

LG: Your welcome. See you guys at end of the chapter, I got pebbles to sell (titans stare)……. I mean crack to sell (laughs nervously)

CY: Save me some fucking crack and you can be on your fucking cracker way.

Lumpkin walks out of the room, too a corner to sell his Fruity Pebbles.

Cyborg, Raven and Beast Boy decide that they have spent enough time in the hotel (about 3 months in author time) and decide to go to a casino. Robin decided to stay behind and watch TV. Starfire stays behind for other reasons.

About ten minutes later Cyborg, BB and Raven are walking down the street towards the brand new Hilton casino.

CY: nigga, nigga, fuck, fuck, cap an ass, suck my dick! All my niggas from the West side of Compton Holla at me!

BB: Would you fucking stop with this gangsta garbage.

CY: Shut up you racist green bitch with a very small dick. OH shit that rhymed. I can rap too! Oh The joy!

BB: So why did Star stay with Robin?

RV: To achieve a new level of intimacy with Robin that she had before Monopoly came into the picture.

BB: Anybody wants to explain on a 4th grade vocabulary level?

CY: She wants to get fucked.

BB: OOOOOHHH!

Back at the hotel, Robin is watching a self-help channel entitled, 10 WAYS TO BEAT YOUR MONOPOLY FETISH, when Starfire makes her move.

SF: So friend Robin, wanna play games? (Starts kissing his neck)

RB: Oh yeah.

Starfire starts taking off her boots, while Robin reaches under the table, picks something up and hold it over his head, screaming:

RB: YAHTZEE!

Starfire sighs and sits back as Robin eagerly sets up his newest fetish, Yahtzee. But neither of them realizes the terrible creatures creeping up behind them, a creature so horrible you won't know what they are until the end of the chapter.

BB: BINGO!

CY: GOD DAMN IT YOU GREEN CRACKER, THAT'S THE FUCKING EIGHTENTH TIME YOU'VE WON!

Our heroes sat in the casino playing one of the not so popular games in Las Vegas, along with Jerry Springer, Nick Carter, and Oprah (with the exception of Jerry they were the first Celebes to pop into my head). Nick is too high of weed that his brother Aaron gave him and passes out. Oprah leaves cursing BB under her breath.

BB: So Jerry where do you get the people for your show?

JS: Well BB that is a good question that I am not at liberty to discuss.

BB: Do you help them with their problems?

JS: FUCK NO! We just drop them back off at the trailer park we found them.

BB: Isn't that cruel and unusual?

JS: Look you little green freak show, If you want to watch some fagot show were people are helped with their problems, watch that fagot Maury.

Just then someone taps Jerry on the shoulder.

Maury: Excuse me, I'm looking for some old basterd, that has trailer park trash hoes fight over toothless guys, that called me a fagot? Know where I can find him.

JS: (stands up) And what is a bitch like you gonna do to him.

About 20 gangsters stand behind Jerry, looking like thugs. About 20 members of the Chinese Mafia stand behind Jerry. Both sides are heavily armed, including Jerry and Maury, who have just took out their machine guns. Maury points to a martini and says:

M: I'm gonna shove that martini so far up his ass it will quench his thirst. (Gotta thank my friend for that last line).

JS: BRING IT ON BITCH

The gangsters and the Chinese Mafia go to the opposite sides of the casino, take cover and start shooting.

BB: You know guys, we ARE the teen titans

CY: No shit, Sherlock

BB: Shouldn't we try to stop this?

CY: Do you wanna be picking bullets out of your ass back at the hotel room?

BB: No

CY: Then I suggest that we just watch from a safe distance and let them cap each other's asses.

After about an hour of shooting and treacherous warfare, many had fallen. About 16 of Jerry' gangsters opposed to just 10 Chinese Mafia. Things were looking bad for Jerry's team.

JS: HUDDLE UP

Jerry and his 4 remaining missionaries, Mike Jones, Lil Jon, 50 Cent and the Tin-Man (wizard of OZ), huddled together and started to come up with a strategy to beat the Maury menace.

JS: OK, Tin-Man, what's the plan.

TM: Why me?

JS: Because you're the one that the Wizard of OZ gave a brain!

TM: No the one with the brain was the Scarecrow you dumb shit!

JS: Whatever, just give me a fucking plan.

He thought for a moment before finally coming up with something.

TM: OK if we want to end this now, the only solution is too kill Maury.

So 50 Cent and I will lead the attack because we are impervious to bullets.

50: Aight nigger

TM: Then Mike Jones and Lil Jon will give us some cover fire.

Lil Jon: YEAH!

Mike Jones: MIKE JONES!

Leaving a lane for Jerry to make the killing blow.

They went off to putt their plan into action.

To make a long story short, Jerry pumped 8 bullets in Maury's head killing him and ending this war, for now.

The titans (except for BB who actual liked Maury a little bit) were about to celebrate with a round of shots when, They heard a loud scream and the infamous TITANS GO! Coming from outside the casino.

CY: Oh Shit! Now we gotta fight crime on this Fucking vacation?

BB: This is total BS.

RV: Ditto

CY: Who the Fuck says Ditto?

BB: a Goth bitch that's who.

But when they went outside they saw the horrible threat. And trust me this threat is so horrible that it was a cause for alarm! Such a horrible threat that you'll have to wait till the next chapter too find out what it is!

OK I was just kidding! You can put the chain saws away, stop the death threats, and slowly back away from the author.

Anyway kidding aside the horrible creatures were in a battle with the Las Vegas police and Starfire, Robin and Lumpkin. It was safe to say the horrible creatures were winning.

CY: HOLY SHIT!

BB: I CAN"T FUCKING BELIEVE IT!

RV: NO WAY!

RB: GUYS HELP! THE CAREBEARS, TELETUBBIES AND BOO-BAHS, HAVE JOINED FORCES UNDER ONE UNIONED LEADER AND ARE TRYING TO TAKE OVER THE WORLD!

And with that the remaining three titans jumped into the fight. Fights so horrible and long that you will have to wait till the next chapter to read about them. Stop laughing, I'm dead serious. There is no just kidding at the bottom of the page. Find out next time to find out who wins, who is the almighty leader and will the next chapter come sometime before Christmas?

Like I said my goal for the next chapter is sometime before Thanksgiving.

Oh and if you know whom the "almighty leader is" or you want to take a guess leave it in the review. If you guess right I'll buy you a cake. But trust me you would have to be inside my head to know who it is. Thanks to all those who reviewed. And to all those that have read but still don't, please do or I will chop your balls (or if you're a girl your boyfriend's balls) off and make them into a smoothie. Not really. I'll just be real ticked off.