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The Nightmare Continues

Dick Grayson, Wally West and Roy Harper, all in civilian disguises, sat around the table, the bar abuzz with activity around them.

"So," Roy interjected slowly, "the girls are where?"

"Enjoying a ladies night out," Dick replied, glaring at him warningly.

"Oh come on. I just want to see what they're up to."

Wally leant forward, resting his head on his hand. "Why bother dude? We've got enough stuff here to entertain us."

"Mmm, let me think about that. Beer… or hot Titan girls?"

Dick's glare intensified. "Remember, one of those hot Titans girls is my wife."

"No, she will be your wife tomorrow," the archer corrected. Dick and Wally groaned.

"Look, just wait until the other guys get here. It'll pick up. Minister's honour," Wally said, putting his hand on his heart.

Dick buried his head in his hand. "I still can't believe I let you talk me into that…"

The speedster patted his friend on the back. "Ah, don't worry about it. You've heard it; you said it was great!"

"No, you said it was great."

"Oh, what was wrong with it? Was it the 'genderless' bit? 'Cause there's bound to be aliens in there who aren't ladies or gentlemen."

Dick shook his head, rubbing his closed eyes. "I can't believe this…"

Roy sipped his beer. "Well, I can't believe you made Vic and Garfield your best men while I'm left sat in the audience."

Dick looked up at his friend, groaning mightily. "Would you let that go? When I asked you, you said you didn't want anything to do with it."

Wally grinned. "Yeah, stop being such a girl."

"I'm not being a girl," Roy replied huffily.

"You so are."

"No I'm not."

"Yes you are."

"No, I'm not."

"Hey guys!"

The three turned to see Victor Stone and Garfield Logan entering. Wally raised an eyebrow.

"Where're the other guys?"

Garfield frowned. "Nice to see you too," he said, a slight grin on his face.

"I didn't mean it like that. I meant, where are Garth and the two little Spanish dudes?"

"Couldn't make it," Vic replied, shrugging before he sat down.

Wally shrugged. "Well, as long as you're all here… it's time to start the drinking games, methinks."

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"Ya know what's funny?" Garfield asked, pointing at Roy.

"What?"

"That you guys are Dick's friends, right?"

"Which guys, BB?" Vic asked.

"You guys!" he said, gesturing wildly to Wally and Roy. The half robot grinned. Roy nodded.

"So what's funny?"

"You're both carrot tops."

The table was silent.

Wally leaned forward slowly.

"And?"

"And! It's weird is all, since Kori's got red hair and all… and Dick like, wears blue and black."

The table was silent. Wally laughed and shook his head. "You're so damn drunk."

"Oh, I am not!" Garfield said, rising to his feet. "In fact, I-" the green changeling felt around in his pockets for a moment, when his eyes widened. He looked over at Vic.

"Vic, could I talk to you in private please?"

Roy smirked as the two walked away. "I didn't know you were that close."

Vic looked over his shoulder. "Shut up!"

Garfield drew his attention to him. "Dude, major emergency here."

"Wow, you sobered up pretty fast. Were you faking it back there?"

"No! I was drunk, but now I'm scared!"

"Why?"

"Now… think, dude. Did you have the rings, or did I?"

"You did."

"Uh oh."

"'Uh oh'? 'UH OH'? What's 'Uh oh', BB? I don't like 'UH OH!"!" he said, shaking the changeling in fear.

"Dude! Settle down! It's not my fault – I remember giving the rings to you anyway."

"No, I gave them to you. Do you remember pestering me for weeks to do it? Saying that you could be responsible and all that? And then I caved in? Do you remember that?"

Garfield cast his gaze downwards. "Kinda…"

"And do you ALSO remember when you lost the rings the DAY BEFORE DICK'S WEDDING?" he asked, his voice a fierce whisper. "BECAUSE HE WILL!"

"All right, all right, dude, calm down. There's no point fingering the blame. We'll just retrace my steps and find them, okay?"

"Yeah, I- Waitaminnit, 'we'?"

Garfield walked over to the table. "Hey, guys, we'll see you later!" And with that, he pulled Vic out of the bar.

Roy smirked. "I told you they were too close."

Wally grinned and filled up his glass. "Hey… you're not slurring yet. Drink more."

Roy gave a salute. "Aye aye."

Dick smiled. "Y'know… I've got a pretty old bottle of whisky hidden in my old room… I was saving it for a special occasion."

The Scarlet Speedster grinned wider. "I think this qualifies."

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The Scarlet Speedster lay on his back, his legs and arms splayed outward as he looked up at the night sky. He could see Dick and Roy doing the same thing out of the corner of his eye.

"Y'know, when I first saw Kori, I was like 'WOWEEE!'" he said, his voice blurring slightly as he did so. Well, blurring was the best word he could think of.

Dick nodded, though incredibly slowly. "Yeah, she's great… but you liked Raven, so… there."

"Yeah, but… Raven is Raven and Kori is Kori."

"So what's your point?"

"Uh… just what I said." He nodded, satisfied with his answer. "Yeah, that's good."

Roy laughed, though he didn't know why.

"Why are you laughing?" Dick asked. Roy shrugged.

"I dunno…"

Dick started chuckling too. "You're stupid, that's why…"

Wally joined in too, though he had no idea what was going on. The laughter was becoming borderline psychotic when the door to the rooftop opened. They froze.

"…and then I came up here," Garfield finished, leading Vic up the stairs. He froze as he saw the trio on the roof of Titans Tower.

"Where the hell is it?" Vic asked absentmindedly as he came up the stairs. He bumped into the frozen Garfield. "BB, what-?" he stopped mid-sentence as he say the three heroes.

"What are you guys doin'?" Wally asked. Dick sat up slightly and peered over at them suspiciously.

"Uh… nothing," Vic replied quickly, before yanking Garfield down the stairs and slamming the door behind them.

Dick looked over at Wally. They both shrugged.

"Hey, ladies," Roy said, lifting the bottle of whisky. "Still half a boddle left. You got what it takes?"

"What's a 'boddle'?" Wally asked.

"It's a special word for 'shut the hell up and drink'."

They drank.

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The Next Day

"Oooaahhh… God."

Dick Grayson had never felt worse in his entire life. And he had felt bad in his career. But this was a different kind of bad. The kind of bad that lasted forever. Injuries he knew would heal, but this… this was eternal. At least to his dehydrated, malnourished brain. He squinted as the sun hit his eyes.

"Ugh… go 'way."

Thankfully, the thickly gathered leaves of the trees prevented the sun from grazing his sensitive eyes too much. Dick's brain ticked over that information for a few seconds.

Wait… leaves? As in trees?

He looked up to see that he was lying on a country path. He quickly sprang to his feet in alarm, but then instantly regretted it. He ran into the bushes, his hand over his mouth.

A few minutes later, Dick emerged, fresh as a daisy. If a daisy could have bags under its eyes.

He began searching for Roy and Wally, while also trying to ascertain where he was. The country road seemed to stretch out endlessly. Dick groaned loudly. He didn't need this; he was getting married today.

Married, for God's sake!

He heard a groan from behind him and saw a body fall from a tree. He heard some shuffling, followed by a more than slightly nauseating retching noise. A few minutes later, Roy stumbled out from the bushes.

"Oooh… where… what?"

"How did you get up in a tree?"

Roy looked up to see the equally haggard Dick. "Good night, huh?"

"From what I can remember. But none of that will really matter if I don't get to the wedding!"

Roy put his hands up defensively. "All right, all right, calm down. We'll get there. We just need to find Wally."

Dick was about to curse loudly when he heard someone speaking behind him. He turned to see a small boy and his dog looking at them strangely. He spoke again, and Roy cocked an eyebrow.

"What's he saying?"

"He's French," Dick replied matter-of-factly. His eyes widened. "He's FRENCH! We're in France! On my wedding day! We're in France on my WEDDING DAY! When my wedding is in America!"

"Calm down, Dick…"

"Calm down? CALM DOWN? I don't know what the time difference is! The wedding could be over by now! I-"

He was greeted by a slap in the face from Roy. "Dick. Calm down. We just need to find Wally, and then we'll be fine. Okay?"

Dick nodded, taking a deep breath. "Okay… okay." They both looked around. "Well… where is he?"

Roy looked back at him. "Well… he is the fastest man alive. He might have gone somewhere else in a drunken stupor." Dick shot him a look. "Just… a really fast drunken stupor."

Dick sighed and collapsed to the ground. "I don't believe this… this is supposed to be the happiest day of my and Kori's life and I mess it up for what? To end up in France?"

Roy sat down next to him. "Sorry."

The French boy just looked at them in confusion. His dog came up and sniffed Dick's leg curiously, and he couldn't help but pet it. The dog seemed to be enjoying the attention when it heard something approaching and began barking. The two stood and looked in the direction of the approaching noise.

A familiar red figure came into view. Wally, now in full costume, came to a skidding halt in front of the two, a huge Cheshire grin on his face. He was wearing a beret and carried a small paper bag with him.

"Croissant?"

Dick's eyes thinned. "I'll get you. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow… but I'll get you."

Wally's grin faded slightly. "But I'm still Minister, right?"

He sighed. "Wally, get me to my wedding and I'll call you King Flash for the rest of the day."

Wally nodded happily. "Sounds good; let's go."

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Vic leant over and grit his teeth, trying to keep the smile on his face as Kori walked up the aisle, happily attached to the arm of Galfore.

"What do you mean you didn't find them? What the hell's in the box if you didn't find them?"

Garfield kept his eyes forward. "I bought some new ones."

"You bought-!" Vic stopped himself and lowered his voice. "You bought some knew ones?"

The changeling shrugged. "Yeah. I used your card though, so don't feel like you need to thank me or anything."

"I-… oh-…you-…I-…" Vic ran his hand down his face in defeat and moaned, letting his head drop slightly.

Wally grinned as he stood next to Dick, winking at Linda in the audience as Kori still made her approach. Dick leaned towards him slightly, keeping his eyes fixed on Kori. It wasn't exactly difficult to do so.

"Did you change your speech?"

Wally cocked an eyebrow. "What? You mean the 'genderless' thing? Yeah, don't worry about it. The speech is all better now. Trust me."

Dick remained silent in disbelief.

"Honest!"

He took a deep breath, his smile widening as Kori reached him. "Okay…"

The two looked at each other, then looked over at Wally as he began his speech, a huge toothy grin spread across his face.

"Ladies… gentlemen… genderless… we are gathered here today…"

Dick was going to kill Wally. He didn't care how fast he was. He would kill him. He glanced over into the audience and saw Roy snickering away.

You too.

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(There probably could have been some more Robin/Starfire shippyness going on here, but I prefer the more understated shippy stories. It would have been out of place here anyway. And besides, it leaves your romantic minds to think up the conclusion of the wedding for yourselves…

Anyhoo, review.)