It would appear that many of the readers are less than entranced, to put it mildly, by this fic. To Mr. You Suck, in particular, I say, 'nuts.' (See childish, obscene chickenshit anonymous review.)

Why Props? Why not?
DM: You are a true diplomat, and for that I love you! You could just say it sucked, but instead, you wrote a pleasant review explaining why you shouldn't like it, but are too nice to say so... ;P

Lady of Faerie: How can I insult someone who is so consistently huggable? (Brain: Slade is dead, you say? Like in 'Aftershock, pt. 2?')

Terra: Thank you! I assume you are Terra Logan's nice counterpart?

Drow Judicator: You speak Latverian? Cool! Brosnag turok bewin poo poo!

Terra Logan: Nice to see you dropped in to taunt me again. Ouchies! What? Not enough Terra x BB fluffiness for you? (Brain: We find ourselves losing patience with you.) Did I forget to tell you I love your name?

Visigoth: Thank you, my friend! You are turley one of the kings of the brownie review! I think I will have to raise your salary.

You Suck: I agree! You do, indeed, suck. Next time, try an insult that doesn't sound like it was written by a five year old with an anal fixation! (Brain: Translation: You are an immature imbecile.)

Raven33: Thank you! (Brain: How old are you, and what do you look like?)

Saint H: Tanks for pointing out the obvious. You busted me... This was just a little story that I couldn't wait to slam down and post, so that people would be distracted, and get off my ass for awhile whilst I puzzle out the rest of 'The Accounting.'

X-titan: Good guess! Here is part 2. (Which, judging by the lukewarm mixed results, may be the last part...

Betrayal, Redeux: Aftermath

The Tower was pretty much a total disaster, but it was still standing, and the Titans were still in possession of it. The addition of Terra and Beastboy had turned the tide quickly, and they had managed to salvage much of the important equipment and injuries were minor.

Dealing with the hard feelings between several members of the Titans would not be so easy, though, thought the Boy Wonder. It was no secret by now that Terra had been working for Slade, and had betrayed their trust.

"But dude," an exasperated Beastboy pleaded, "Terra changed her mind, and helped us!"

"And she did finish off Slade," added Cyborg sending a friendly smile at the slender girl cowering behind the changeling.

"She was working for Slade, dammit!" Raven fumed. "She gave him all our secrets-everything-and all the time pretending she was our friend!"

"Does not the Earth-saying specify that she deserves the 'next chance?'" Starfire inquired.

"Second chance," grumbled the dark girl.

"What was that, Raven?" Robin asked, in defense of Starfire.

"I said the saying is 'everyone deserves a second chance." She glowered at Terra. "But she's already had two chances." She addressed Terra directly. "You will never make a fool of me again."

"She's changed, Raven-I know it!" The changeling stood up to Raven.

"You just want to get in her pants," Raven sneered. "You wouldn't care whatever she did."

"If she goes, I go!" Beastboy said indignantly.

"BB, no…" Terra whispered.

Beastboy put his hands on her shoulders, smiling tenderly. "I want to be with you more than anything."

"No one has ever cared for me like that…" she trailed off, wiping away a tear that had formed in the corner of her eye.

Raven laughed, sarcastically. "If you would just think with you brain, instead of…"

"Hold on, team," Robin interrupted. "We don't want to get into name calling. He looked at the sorceress. "Anyone object to a vote?"

Seeing no dissent, he turned to the slight blonde. "Terra, I'm going to have to ask you to go somewhere else while we decide this."

Terra gave Beastboy's hand a squeeze, and went to sit on the shoreline, while the others decided her fate.

"Do we need to discuss this," Robin looked at the faces of each of his team mates, "or should we just take a vote?" He waited a few seconds. "Well, if no one wants to say anything, I'll start," he said, dispassionately. "I vote no."

Beastboy and Starfire looked shocked. Even Raven seemed to be mildly surprised.

"Cyborg?" Robin said.

"I say give the girl another chance, man." He looked Robin in the eye. "She's had a hard time. Besides, she's powerful ally-we can really use her."

"Need I ask, Raven?"

"No, and no." She stated flatly.

"Starfire?" Robin looked to the tall redhead.

"I shall do the abstain." Starfire said. Seeing the look of confusion on the other's faces, she offered, softly, "I do not wish to make you angry with me, Robin."

"Well, Beastboy, I guess that's two yes, and two no." Robin allowed a small wry smile.

Beastboy jumped up. "Yes! Terra stays! I'll go tell her the good news." He ran outside, moving like his life depended on it.

"Terra! Terra! You can stay!" Beastboy gesticulated wildly. He pulled the little blonde to him, wanting to share his joy, but slowly let go when he realized the Terra did not return his enthusiasm.

"What's wrong, Terra?" He asked, genuinely puzzled.

"I know some of them don't want me here. I don't blame them." She sniffled, and gazed at the changeling with wide, miserable eyes. "I know what I did, and they'll never forgive me for that."

"Yes they will-It'll just take awhile. Hey-nobody's perfect. We all make mistakes." He rolled his eyes comically. "And hey-Raven still doesn't like me very much. And I've saved her life a couple of times."

Terra shook her head. "That's not true, Beastboy. I see the way she is with you. She really cares about you-but she hates me."

An inkling of an idea was planted in the green one's mind.

She really cares about you…

Was it possible that Raven…? "Naw-no way."

Well, Brain—shall we continue this? Does anyone care?

(Brain: I care. Kill them all!)

He means, I need lots of reviews, (Brain: NICE ones!) if I am to be persuaded to write more.

It's easy—just push the button, and write something to the effect:'Vin, you are the greatest, and this story rocks hard! We demand more! If you stop now, we shall all die of sorrow!'

Thank you!

(Brain: Don't forget to check for new updates to the amazing crap on Vinnie's 'Profile!')

Thank you, once again, Brain! What would I do without you?

(Brain: The question should be, 'what wonders could you accomplish, should you choose to consult with me more often...)