For those of you who felt Chapter One was a little too extreme, well, it only gets more twisted from here. Like I said, it's rated M for a reason – honestly, what were you expecting, Teletubbies?

Disclaimer: I don't own Teletubbies. Thank God.

Hope you enjoy this next installment. Snoogans.

At roughly 4:15 that next morning, the five Titans drudged into the garage, dragging heavy bags of luggage behind them. Not even bothering to try and fly, Starfire let her shoes scrape the cement floor carelessly before collapsing onto the side of the T-Car. Cyborg, the only one alert enough to react, rushed to catch her as her limp body slid to the floor.

"Remind me again why we couldn't take the T-Ship?" Raven groaned in a voice even more depressing than her usual monotone.

"Remind me again why we have to leave at four-fucking-thirty in the morning," Cyborg grumbled, his eye focused directly on Robin.

"Because," Robin yawned, "the ship can't ha-aahh-AAAAHHHH- handle the weight of the luggage. And we want to beat tra-aaahh-AAAAAAAAAHHHHH- traffic so we get there before nightfall."

The Titans tossed their bags in the trunk of the car and reluctantly piled into the seats. No sooner did their exhausted bodies touch the soft fabric of the upholstery than their eyes fell shut as they gave in to a peaceful slumber. All except Cyborg, whose central processing systems had already been programmed to deny him the tranquil sleep he so desired to resume. He glanced at Robin sleeping soundly next to him, regarding the Boy Wonder with a hint of contempt. He shouldn't get to sleep in, Cyborg thought bitterly. It's all his fault we had to get up this early. He should be driving our asses to the lake if he's so fucking bent on when we get there. Sometimes Boy Bitch just pisses me the fuck off, with his hair gel and know-it-all superiority complex…

About three uneventful hours passed before Robin and the girls began to stir. Starfire yawned loudly as Raven stretched her slender body. Robin rubbed his masked eyes and groaned as he turned to Cyborg. "Any idea where we are?"

"Almost to Palm Springs," Cyborg answered flatly. "I say we stop there for some breakfast, and since YOU dragged our asses up without feeding us, YOU can treat US. How's that sound, Boy Wonder?"

"Fine, whatever," Robin mumbled, unable to care any less if he tried. Cyborg smirked to himself, proud of having smart-mouthed his leader and for once getting his own way.

Beast Boy felt something softly brushing his cheek. Annoyed and reluctant to open his eyes, he waved his hands blindly in an effort to push it away. Instead he felt a hand on the back of his head, its long fingers caressing his scalp. A pair of soft lips closed tightly around his own and something soft and slippery wiggled its way into his mouth. The mysterious lips abandoned his mouth as he felt their wet trail circling his neck. The hand on his head deepened the kisses, while another hand began moving seductively down his chest. The lips returned to his, nearly suffocating him in another deep embrace. He felt the hand stop just above his belt, rubbing his stomach teasingly. Knowing what he wanted, the seductress slid her hand deep inside his pants, pressing her body against his. Her soft breasts heaved against his chest as she gently massaged his crotch. He moaned softly into her mouth and whispered for her never to stop. She answered by running her tongue along his jawbone and sliding it into his ear. He couldn't take the suspense anymore. He had to see his secret lover's face. He opened his eyes slowly…

"Fascinating," said Starfire as she poked at the tip of the tent protruding from between Beast Boy's legs. "Please, what is this hardness inside the pants of the Beast Boy?"

Beast Boy let out a panicked yelp. Thinking quickly, he buried both hands between his legs and leaned forward, hoping to conceal his erection before anyone else noticed. Shit, he cursed himself mentally. Why did I have to get a hard-on while sleeping between two girls! His already-red face turned even darker as he heard stifled laughter from the front two seats of the car.

Raven giggled deviously, seeing the perfect chance to get even with Beast Boy for the night before. "I don't know, Starfire. I couldn't see it very well, seeing how small it was…"

"Shut the fuck up, Raven!" Beast Boy shouted defensively. "You never hear me making fun of you cuz your tits aren't like a triple-D cup or whatever! So just get off my shit, okay!"

Cyborg, unable to control himself after this last comment, burst into hysterical laughter. "Ooooo, sounds to me like BB's a little sensitive…"

"What? No way!" Beast Boy fired back, desperately trying to redeem what remained of his pride. "Believe me, I have NOTHING to be sensitive about! It's just cold in here, okay?" He hinted at Raven when he added that last comment.

Raven just chuckled mockingly back at him. "Uh huh, sure. That explains all the sweat on your temples."

"Can we just drop this?" Robin grumbled, trying to be diplomatic in what seemed like an endless battle of wits.

"Agreed," added Starfire. "Friends must not argue like this."

The car grew eerily silent. Cyborg flicked on his turn signal as the car merged to the right. Beast Boy noticed the vehicle slowing down as it headed onto an exit ramp. "Dude, where are we going?"

"To the hospital to buy you a penis implant, I assume," Raven shot back, unable to resist one last chance to go for the throat.

"SHUT UP RAVEN!" Beast Boy exploded. "If you were a guy I would kick your ass so hard you wouldn't be able to sit down for a month!"

Now it was Robin's turn to laugh uncontrollably. Still trying to hold himself together, he said reassuringly, "Jeez, calm down Beast Boy. We're just getting some breakfast."

"Sweet! I'm starved!" he exclaimed, having all of forgotten Raven's insults.

Robin smiled to himself. Maybe they won't kill each other after all… he thought optimistically.

Okay, I should've updated sooner, I know, but:

A) This is still something of a work-in-progress. B) I just had oral surgery yesterday and am typing one-handed. (My other hand is icing my swollen gums. Ugh.)

Peace, Love, and All Things Rock,

Terra The Masterful