A/N No questions this round, so, I get to just ramble here. That just made me think of Led Zeppelin. Anyway, I just got a job that is the highest I've ever been paid; nearly double my previous high. It means I'll be able to afford my own place for the first time ever. I actually don't have to have a roommate. It's cool, yet weird at the same time. That should be enough rambling, on with the story.

Disclaimer – I do not own Time Warner, nor any of it subsidiaries.

Nonsense – Priviche: When something you'd rather keep to yourself gets so well known that it's pathetic.

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A starbolt crashed at the foot of a large monster that was trying to climb the building in front of it. It lurched away from the small explosion and glared at the Tameranean buzzing around its head. She dove in for another volley as Robin back flipped across the street.

He was quickly pursued by a small army of remote control toys. On his second flip he let fly a set of explosive disks. RC cars, a plane or two, and a few small robots flew in several directions from the blast while the rest rushed forward through the smoke.

Raven and Cyborg were both firing what they could at some sort of monstrosity made entirely of board games. Every blast seemed to scatter dice and game pieces everywhere. Unfortunately every last piece that was still even somewhat intact quickly flowed back to the seething mass. It was tremendously tedious work.

Beast Boy at least felt that he was making good headway with his foe. Control Freak had started his little tirade when the store he was in sold out of the Space Trek, 2022 figurines before he could buy a set. The skirmish had lasted longer than a fight against the fat fiend normal would, and Beast Boy's temper was getting more and more heated by the moment.

"Let's see how well you can handle the undead fury of zombies from beyond the grave!" Control Freak pointed his remote at a life sized cutout of the nearly electroencephographically challenged who instantly sprung to life and charged at the green teen.

Feeling even more annoyed, a vein throbbed on Beast Boy's forehead as he fought to keep his cool. His eyes opened just in time to see that the undead hoard were almost to him. It was really too bad for them that they'd gotten so close as Beast Boy simply morphed himself into a tyrannosaurus rex and bit the top half of the creatures off. A spray from the dinosaur's mouth rained down on Control Freak who shrieked in protest.

"You munched my monsters!" He turned to glare at Beast Boy. "I thought you were the chicken of the group."

Beast Boy just looked nonplused as he replied derisively, "Dude, it's cardboard. Who's afraid of that?"

Control Freak gave a blank stare in response, raised a finger as though he would say something, and then quietly lowered it again.

"Now, will you just give up already? It's not like you're gonna win and I got stuff to do!"

"What could you possible have to do that's more important than fighting your arch nemesis?"

"A date you dork!" Beast Boy smirked and added, "Do you even know what one is?"

"What? 'Course I do!" Control Freak glared daggers at Beast Boy before his curiosity got the better of him. "With who?"

"I'm not telling you that!"

Looking at how the other titans seemed to be gaining ground on his anthropomorphicized creations, Control Freak decided on a new tactic. "Tell me, and I'll give up."

"You'll what?" That just didn't make sense to Beast Boy.

Control Freak smiled confidently. "I'll give up. Hand over my remote. I won't even resist being cuffed."

Beast Boy eyed him warily. "I got a date with Raven and I'm gonna beat you stupid if you try to run."

Control Freak started to geek out. "You got a date with Raven? Seriously?"

"Yeah." Beast Boy felt like he was about to get a pretty bad ribbing.

"No way!"

"It's true, now shouldn't you be giving up?" Raven said as she flew by driving the game board monster back.

"Whoa!" Control Freak leaned in close to Beast Boy. "You've got to be the luckiest guy to pull that off."

Beast Boy stared at the graceful form of Raven as she took chunk after chunk from the monster that monopolized her time. "Yeah."

After a bit more unabashed staring, Beast Boy snapped out of his stupor and noticed that Control Freak was stupidly smiling at him. "What're you doing?"

"What? A guy can't like romance?"

Beast Boy looked a little sickened by Control Freak's declaration, but decided to just get things over with. "Dude…remote." He held out his hand.

Control Freak dropped it gingerly down. "Deal's a deal. Besides, it's not like either of us thinks that I won't just break out again."

"Yeah, but at least I don't have to listen to you trying to give bad guy speeches for a while."

Control Freak held his hands out as the police who had been waiting in the wings streamed out to take him away. He looked out from the back of the paddy wagon and just let a one sided smile come out as he watched Beast Boy walk off to join the other titans in the T-car. "Hey, Beast Boy!" The green teen turned to look back. "Good luck."

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A/N O.K., so I had an idea of how I was going to do things before I wrote this chapter, but now it's not quite that way. After three chapters I thought the whole story would be from Cyborg's perspective, but now I'm thinking I'll just go with what I think will work best. Of course, that means I might just end up rewriting this chapter so I can go back to the original idea of making the whole story through Cyborg's eyes. We'll see.

By the way, I used a couple of words that while somewhat known, can be a bit obscure. Electroencephographically challenged means dead. An electroencephograph is the machine a doctor uses to measure brain activity. If you're challenged in that area, you're brain dead, which is dead dead. Anthropomorphic is the giving of human characteristics to inanimate objects which makes something that's been anthropomorphicized something that has been given human characteristics. Yeah, I know. I suck at being an easy reading dictionary.