Disclaimer: Teen Titans is owned by something other than me, Oh well. Oh, and same applies to Terminator and LadyTron.
Dedication: To everyone and anyone who likes this story. And thanks Mind Shadow for keeping Gizmo in character for me! Look out for my new stories: Sweetness of Life (for alena's challenge) and Addiction (dedicated to Chica De Los Ojos Cafe -- my first reviewer! Yay!)
The Adventures Begin!
Victor Stone, cyborg extraordinaire, walks into the sunny, calm environment of the reception area full of expectations. However, he has not expected to see such a varied elite of members using the facilities. There's Terminator hiding behind his black shades in the main lobby trying to remain inconspicuous and in the far corner coming from the ionized pool area is LadyTron.
'Ok, that girl just freaks me out,' he concludes feeling a cybernetic tingle up his spine.
"Codename: HotRod411, isn't it? " a lady whispers from behind him forcing Victor to swing around abruptly.
"Excuse me?" thinking over her comment and realized that is the name he chose to become under his stay here. "...Oh, yes. That's right. Why, again, are we using codenames?"
"Many here are, let's say, under sensitive aliases and would rather not attract undue attention during their brief respite from the world" recited the lady giving the impression she has memorized this from the resort's mission statement.
Cyborg looks around to see the very conspicuous members and thinks that no codename can cover their obvious trademark cybernetics.
"Shall I have the attendant take your things to your room as I give you a tour of the facilities? There is much to be covered and the sooner we start the more time you'll have to enjoy the amenities we have to offer." pushes the lady onward.
Cyborg eyes the attendant," I don't know. These are very special equipment. Besides, I did not get your name."
"Oh, yes. I am Guide Kwayna" as she extends her hand and reveals a plughole in her palm for Cyborg to apply his verification card.
Cyborg eyes her outfit with the facility logos and proceeds to plug in. He sighs in relief as he sees the agendas for today. "Do you mean, I actually can do the deluxe spa this evening?"
"Why of course. Are you ready?"
Cyborg eyes the attendant closely who provides him with the chip for the room's location, access pass and the attendant's id code for any other questions, which Cyborg downloads.
Obviously satisfied, he follows his Guide and gives his attendant just one last look over to see him transform into a tight security cargo vehicle and encapsulate Cyborg's equipment.
'Wow.'
Overwhelmed but pumped up by the tour, he heads back to his room to find all his equipment and takes his aluminum towel and care kit for the oxygenized steam baths he decided to start his journey to relaxation.
Inside, he feels the tingly crispness of the steam as his sensors pick up on the refreshing steam. His smile widens as he walks over to an available hook-up that other cyberfolks have been attached. He sits down and notices the guy next to him looks familiar. 'Ah, who is this?'
TT
Meanwhile, his very green friend had already checked into his ultra-expensive pad, had ordered up a storm of room service junk food, and is now feeling nauseous.
"Geez. I shouldn't have mixed that tofu burger with works, enchilada supreme and veggie pizza with the mega slurpy and ice cream fudge sundae" running to the bathroom toilet to throw up. He washes up and, grabbing the remote, heads back to the bed. Halfway through 'Invasion of the Green Gongsters', Beast Boy sits up.
"Oh, what am I doing? Robin will kill me if he finds out that I'm not working… but the TV is plasma—how can anyone deny the Hotel Plasma Experience!" Beast Boy looks up at the clock and decides to make a mini-spy mission to the Convention, which officially opens tomorrow, to get an idea of the layout.
"Yes, I am ninja beast and no game will be left untamed by this gaming master's digits." wriggling his fingers and then donning on his Doom Patrol outfit.
"Wait a second, if I get caught then Robin will have my head for breaking into the Convention. Oh no! This is so confusing—now I know why I need Cy all the time! AGHH!"
He re-returns to his street clothes and decides to pass by the Convention and see if he can just peek inside unnoticed.
At the lobby, he almost bumps into an agitated Gizmo, who is currently screaming at the bellboy. "I said I wanted the penthouse pad!"
"I was told to send you to the deluxe suite - that's just right below the penthouse pad." pleaded the busboy.
"NO! I want the penthouse you stupid goofball!" screaming like a baby losing a pacifier.
The hotel manager runs to Gizmo,
"I'm sorry but we have already given out that suite."
Gizmo moves his gaze to the hotel manager, who freezes in horror at a boy that is one-quarter his size, and states
"I reserved that pad online. Are you telling me that you messed up? Even a two year old is smarter than you krud-faces!"
The hotel manager, squirming at the fiery-set eyes on him, suggested
"I shall provide for the best service and stay in our hotel compliments of hotel management at the inconvenience we have caused you. Would that suit your needs?"
Gizmo, still not releasing the hotel manager from his visual grip, replies,
"I expect top-notch treatment while I'm here and I'll be keeping track of any further mistakes. Come on, take me to my room. You nitwits just wasted important gaming practice!" Gizmo now marches to the elevator with the bellboy nervously dragging all of his items.
The hotel manager calls on the hotel assistant who runs to his side and impatiently fumes.
"I thought we don't allow for online booking of the penthouse pad."
The hotel assistant confirms," Yes, that's true. I don't know how he managed to do this, but his name was on the reservation even though there was an open availability for the pad this morning."
The hotel manager is not happy about this and worries about this guest who will be staying for the rest of the week (more like giving him hell for his entire stay).
Beast Boy watches this all from a distance. "No. Way. Shogun Gizmo is here… Is he infiltrating the zombie's fort of doom? Yeah, I mean sure he's a gamer, too, but it just seems weird somehow—a Shogun never appears in the public. Ok, brain freeze - too much thinking. I just better check out the Convention."
TT
On Tameran, Starfire is greeted by Gnarrflok and is given the death hug. "I forgot how great it is to get and give the death hug!" Starfire beams in happiness.
All around her, Tameran has been displaying the Festival's presence as qurgs and blorgs are hung all over the buildings' sides and streets are glistening with the sterrkwas.
"Ohh, Gnarrflok! Tameran has outdone itself this time for this Festival" an overjoyed Starfire proclaims as she rides through Tameran with Gnarrflok.
"Yes, and we have a surprise for you." Gnarrflok cuts in barely keeping the secret from spilling.
"OOOhhhh! I love surprises!" Starfire grabs Gnarrflok into another death hug.
Inside her quarter, Starfire remembers the last time she was here and shudders at the thought of marrying that horrible creature, but just then, she remembers that gorgeous guy who she thought she would marry.
'Hmm, I wonder where he is now. It doesn't hurt just to find out how he's doing, or bumping into him. Besides, who shall escort me to the joining of hips?' justifying her actions.
With that she proceeds to the massive dining hall where she can't wait to join in the feast of all Tameranian cuisine. Dressed in her Tameranian garbs that accentuate all of their best features and love for the sun, Starfire joins the rest of her people, who have already begun the feasting. She looks around for Gnarrflok but also keeps her eyes open for that particular gorgeous Tameranian.
The table is squirming with the live food that they enjoy hunting as well as eating as she finally takes a seat next to Gnarrflok.
Gnarrflok notices her, "Ready for your surprise?"
"I cannot wait. Please give me a hint; I feel I will burst if you do not give me some clue." Starfire exclaims.
Gnarrflok laughs, "Ok. This used to be your favorite part of the festival when you were a child."
Starfire eyes widen, "The Contest of BurlGordes? I thought that was banned by my father because of its brutality to the BurlGordes."
Gnarrflok, "Well with your father gone, we felt that this should be the first to be reinstated and is supported by an overwhelming majority of the people's wishes."
Starfire so enjoyed the contest but felt ashamed as well since her father did not wish to have this contest.
'Well, this is what the people want.' Secretly, she was glad as well.
Just then the horns announce the contest's start, Starfire's heart races as she remembers the excitement this contest arises in her.
In the middle of the dining hall, the contestants carrying various weaponry single-filed walk to the center to face the Tameranian audience and are soon followed by the BurlGordes that outnumber the contestants.
The BurlGordes are tough-skinned, sturdy creatures who are not the smartest but have made up for this with their brawn and stubbornness. Once provoked, these creatures will continue to attack to the death using all their energies and will-power for the sole-mission to right the wrong committed on them. This makes them the perfect vehicle for this blood sport and provides for the cunning and excitement that Tameranians crave to exhibit their unbridled energy.
Just then, she catches sight of one of the contestants who smiles back and displays his arm with the bludgeon in her direction, stating his winning will be for her. She smiles since she has found her gorgeous Tameranian.
TT
Whereas at Titan's Tower, Robin has finally finished all the security checks with Raven just barely clinging to her mind overly-exhausted of any patience left.
"Robin, you do have intentions for us participating in this 'vacation' you have assigned the Teen Titans?" Raven monotonously manages to release.
"I want to make sure that the Titan's East doing have any surprises when they come here.
Remember, Cy has planted a few booby traps for various times of the day given our routines just to make sure that security was on self-check." Robin states
"Are we that predictable?" Raven questions.
"Well, some of us more than others. You're usually at the rooftop for meditations in the afternoon, Beast Boy's at the sofa gaming after lunch and leaves only for the kitchen for snacks and bathroom breaks, and", Robin summarizes.
"Stop. I get the picture." Raven cuts in.
Robin sees her emotions hanging by the thinnest of threads.
"OK. I'm ready to go." Robin offers.
"What, no luggage - stuff for the overly prepared boy scout?" Raven chides.
Robin changes gear and lightly remarks, "Nope, I'm all yours to do what you please." lifting his hands up next to his shoulders.
Raven has an evil look that gets Robin uneasy over his statement made in jest. She decides to teleport them in the longest, most excruciating (well, at least for the novice) way to Robin's destination.