! O o O !
It had been a week. One long, torturous week. No robberies. No jail-breaks. No Slade sightings. No large, thirteen-eyed, fuzzy, purple monsters coming from the planet O-nork trying to conquer the human race with his deadly twelve-eyed gaze (Everyone knows the thirteenth is just for show.) No crime.
This made for a very happy team of Titans. At first. They had gone to the beach. They had gone to the mall. They had played all of their video games, including such clasic titles as "Stop Deforestation in Twenty Minutes or You Shall Suffocate", "Bounce the Ball off the Silver Guys' Head", and "Snail Racing" (and all 4922 of it's sequels). Raven had read all of her books. Twice. Starfire had made, and made everyone else eat, all of her special Tamaranian recipes. Cyborg had polished his baby until the paint came off and then proceded to repaint her. Robin had broken four bo rods. Two on Beast Boys' head, one under the wheel of the R Cycle and the last in the toaster oven. Beast Boy had done the unthinkable. He cleaned his room.
Needless to say, the Titans were quite bored by now. No Titan could stay locked up in his or her room for very long. The sheer boredom hanging in the air was far to, how should I say it, noticable. The Titans, or should I say Starfire, started taking drastic measures.
Her weapon of choice? A camera. Nothing could be more fun than taking candid shots of your best friends, right? Wrong.
Click.
Click.
Click.
"Would you stop that obnoxious clicking."
"Of course, friend Raven!"
Click.
Click.
"I said stop it!"
"Dear friend, I apologise, I attempted to muffle the sound, but-"
"Just stop. Now."
"Please friend Raven, do not leave."
"I've had it with that camera. I'm going to my room. If I hear anything that even resembles that sound, I will destroy that camera."
"Yes friend Raven..."
And so the boredom continued for two more days. After hearing the water faucet in her bathroom drip, Raven did indeed destroy the camera. Luckily, the film had been developed and no precious memories of their days of boredom had been left behind. But now, there was again, nothing to do.
And so started the day. That glorious day. The sun was shining and all was peaceful. Birds sang their twittering songs, children laughed at the local park, teens gathered in favored shops and restaraunts. All was right, but the Titans hated it.
"Dude! I'm bored! Where's all the criminals? There's no bad guy butt to kick!"
And so it begins.
! O o O !
I hope you like it. Kinda threw it together as I went along. xP Now go read The Game of Life and the tragedy that has befallen it. -cries-
Bish