I do not own Teen Titans.
Beast Boy snuck around the corner, hidden as an insect. He traversed the hallways, carefully heading towards his goal. The new moon gave him cover in the darkness, so he became human and tiptoed onto the cold, hard floor. BB headed straight for the container, ignoring everything. He transformed for the last time that night and eagerly grabbed the small jar. A black shadow swooped upon him and yanked him backwards, and before he opened his eyes he felt the cold glare directed at him. A voice spoke. He winced.
"Beast Boy, where are you going with that cookie jar?"