Go ahead – hate on me for not updating. I just got distracted with parties- er, I mean, midterm exams. Anyway, I felt the last chapter was a little too short, so I hope you like this one. Snoogans.

As soon as Cyborg returned, this time with an even larger box of tampons, he threw the merchandise in Raven's face and muttered something under his breath. She scowled back, biting her tongue with every ounce of self-restraint she had. He climbed back into the car and headed for the turnpike ramp.

Once they were back on the road, he slowly began to relax. He had always found long drives at high speeds to be the perfect cure-all for whatever he had on his mind. The other Titans also found themselves in a calm state. That is, until Raven snapped:

"What the hell do you think you're doing?"

Beast Boy stared at her blankly. She nodded in a downward direction, and it was then he noticed his hand, which had been massaging her thigh. He pulled it away quickly and laughed nervously.

"Awww, I'm sorry Rae," he said unconvincingly. "No, honest, I didn't mean to do that!" he added, seeing that she didn't believe him.

"Seriously?' she asked skeptically.

"Yeah," he nodded, trying to appear as sincere as he possibly could.

She relaxed, convinced that he truly meant what he said. Sure, Beast Boy was immature at times, but at least he knew when he was crossing the line.

That's what she thought, anyway.

"Actually, Rae," he said deviously. "What I meant to do was this!"

Without warning, he turned to face her and, before she could stop him, grabbed her breasts. He squeezed them three times quickly before letting go. Raven could only stare at him, an expression of pure shock on her face. This only made him burst into hysterical laughter.

"Oh God, you should see the look on your face right now!"

Her shock soon turned to fury as she drew back her arm and thrust her elbow into his groin. He unleashed a blood-curdling scream of agony, making her grin a little. They felt the car slowing down until it eventually came to a halt on the side of the highway. Robin opened the door, marched to the back of the car, and yanked open the door on Raven's side.

"Out," he growled. "Both of you."

They complied, both more intimidated by Robin than they were angry at each other. He pushed Beast Boy to the front door and hopped in the back between the two girls. Before getting back in the car, Beast Boy stole one final glance at Raven and snarled, "Bitch." To this she flashed her middle finger in his face.

The wise thing to do would be to shut up and drop the issue. But of course, Beast Boy couldn't resist having the final say. As soon as he pulled the car door shut, he turned to face Raven. He stared at her lustfully, held up two fingers in the shape of a V, and flapped his tongue between them. Furious at this crude insult, she kicked the back of the seat, making him snicker harder.

"What has gotten into you two?" Robin snapped. "Honestly, I've never seen you act like this. And quite frankly, none of us like it. So whatever issues you two have, just get over them."

"Agreed," Starfire piped in. "This fighting is causing Silkie to become upset." She indicated the giant larvae on her lap, who looked distressed.

They continued driving without a word. The mood once again became as tranquil as it had been before. Cyborg found himself accelerating gradually faster, until the other cars became black blurs in the window. The other Titans also took notice and became concerned.

"Uhh…Cyborg?" said Robin. "Don't you think you should slow down a little?"

"Why?" Cyborg protested. "No one's around. Not like anything bad's gonna happen. I'm just trying to make up for lost time."

It was then that they heard the all-too-familiar sound of a police siren. At that moment all of the Titans thought the exact same thing: Oh, shit. Cyborg pulled to the side of the road. The police car followed, slowing to a stop right behind him.

"God damn it!" Cyborg yelled. "This is the third time this week I've gotten pulled over! What's the deal?"

"Uhh…dude?" Beast Boy cut in. "You were doing, like, over a hundred."

"Oh, I SO was not!" Cyborg yelled. "It's all because I'm Black – there, I said it! It happens all the time!"

Raven rolled her eyes. "Please. He didn't pull you over because you're Black. He pulled you over because you were actually speeding. You're just using your race as an excuse so you don't have to own up to your mistake. And quite frankly, it pisses me off. I mean, how are we supposed to stand united when people are letting political correctness keep us divided? Just own up to it and the guy will probably go easy on you."

Cyborg scoffed. "Whatever, Raven. Just let me deal with this punk-ass cop on my own, k?"

However, as they turned to look at the dark figure approaching them, Cyborg automatically wished he could take back everything. A tall African-American man in a police uniform was growing ever larger in his rearview mirror.

Raven smirked, knowing that she had won. "Well Cyborg, looks like your race card just got thrown out of the deck. Now what're you going to do?"

"Don't worry," Cyborg smiled back at her. "I've got a Plan B…"

The policeman tapped on the window, which Cyborg politely rolled down. He put on his sweetest, fakest smile as the cop peered in the car at the five young superheroes. Satisfied, he turned to Cyborg.

"May I see your license, sir?" he asked flatly.

Cyborg made a face. "Oh, sorry officer. It got revoked after my third DUI."

Beast Boy's eyes widenned with surprise and paranoia. "Uh, Cy?" he whispered. "What are you trying t-"

"Relax," Cyborg hushed him. "Just let me do the talking."

"Uh, okay," the cop answered, not expecting such an upfront, nonchalant response. "May I see your registration?"

Again, Cyborg dropped his cheerful demeanor upon hearing this question. He shrugged, "Sorry, man. I stole this car. Oh, but if you still wanna see registration, I think it's somewhere in the glove compartment next to my gun…"

The officer's jaw dropped. He slid his hand over his own gun, just in case. Trying to hide his fear, he asked nervously, "There's a gun in your glove compartment, sir?"

Cyborg rolled his eyes as if it should have been obvious. "Of course," he laughed casually. "We had to put it somewhere after we shot the driver and stuffed her body in the trunk."

This was far more than the young officer could possibly handle. He ran back to his car and grabbed his radio. Meanwhile, the other Titans stared at Cyborg, their faces twisted in shock and horror.

"DUDE!" Beast Boy exploded. "Are you trying to get us all thrown in jail!"

Raven shook her head. "We are so fucked."

Starfire stared quizzically at Robin. "Please," she asked him. "Why did Friend Cyborg tell those falsehoods to the law enforcement officer man?"

"Don't worry," Robin said, patting her hand reassuringly. "I've seen him do this before. He won't get us in trouble."

About half an hour later, the police chief parked his car in front of Cyborg's. He walked slowly to the driver's side of the T-Car, holding his gun for safety. This time, instead of an exaggerated, overly-suspicious grin, Cyborg remained completely serious.

"May I see your license, sir?" The chief asked. Cyborg responded by reaching into his wallet and pulling out a valid driver's license. The officer examined it closely and, determining it was real, handed it back to Cyborg.

"And your registration, please?" Cyborg opened the glove compartment and took a small white paper, which he willingly handed to the officer. Sure enough, the registration was valid, and had his name on it.

The police chief began to relax. He walked around to the other side of the car and tapped on the window. Cyborg lowered it for him, allowing him to look into the gun-free glove compartment.

"Just one more thing," the officer said. "Would you open the trunk, sir?"

Cyborg obeyed. The officer peered inside, finding the Titans' luggage, but no dead bodies.

The police chief began to laugh. "You're not going to believe this," he told Cyborg, pointing to the officer that had pulled them over. "This rookie cop here? He just radioed the station and said you were driving a stolen car without a license, you had a gun in your glove compartment, and a dead body in your trunk."

Cyborg laughed back. "Wow, you're kidding! That's crazy! And I bet that lying little punk told you I was speeding too!"

The chief paused. "Actually, yes, he did. He said that was the reason he pulled you over in the first place."

"Damn it," Cyborg grumbled, shaking his head. "This has happened to me before. Don't know why. I mean, do I seriously look that suspicious?"

"No, not really," the police chief replied. "Don't worry, this rookie's going to hear it from me when we get back to the station. I'm sorry to inconvenience you, sir. Have a nice day."

"Thanks, you too, officer," Cyborg said. He started up the car and pulled back onto the highway.

Thanks for being so patient with me. I know the intro is extremely long, and they haven't even gotten to the place yet. One more part and then they arrive…

Peace, Love, and All Things Rock,

Terra the Masterful