Here's the next chapter to Seret Santa! I'm glad everyone liked it!

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"Raven? Raven? Yo, Rae, wake up!"

"What do you want, Cyborg?" Raven asked.

"Can you lend me a couple thousand bucks?" Cyborg asked.

"Lend as in give you money only to have you forget I ever lent it to you?"

"Uh-huh."

"Then no," Raven said.

"Ah, c'mon, Rae," Cyborg pleaded. "I really need money."

"Even if I had a thousand dollars, I wouldn't give it to you so you can spend it on some pointless object meant for Secret Santa. It's the thought that counts," Raven said.

"Fine. I'll go ask Robin," Cyborg pouted childishly and walked away.

"I just can't believe it," Raven muttered to herself.

"Robin, can I borrow some cha-ching?" Cyborg asked.

"The last time I gave you money, you never returned the favor," Robin said matter-of-factly. He took a sip of water from his mug.

"I did," Cyborg insisted. "Remember? I was your Secret Santa last year, so technically I was giving the money back."

"But the mug was only two dollars," Robin said, pointing to the mug he was drinking out of. It read #1 LEADER. It looked like it was bought from an elementary school knick knack sale. Which it was.

"And look how useful it is!" Cyborg said, inching away.

Robin narrowed his eyes.

"I'll…uh…be going now," Cyborg said nervously.

"Yo, Drake, my man!"

"Whussup, Cy?" Draco said, high-fiving Cyborg.

"We're pretty much best friends, right?" Cyborg said, placing his large mechanical arm around Draco which was three sizes as big as Draco's arm.

"Sure," Draco said, almost collapsing under Cyborg's arm's weight.

"And friends do stuff for each other, right?"

"Uh-huh. Uh, Cy? Can you—"

"And friends do stuff for each other just because their friends, right?"

"Yeah. Cy? You're a little—"

"And as your friend, I need a favor to ask you because we're friends and you'd be glad to help me, right?" Cyborg continued without noticing Draco's straining to get out from under Cyborg's arm.

Cyborg leaned a little on Draco because he had been walking around half of the tower.

"Can you lend me some money?" Cyborg asked, suddenly lifting himself off of Draco.

"Argh!" Draco fell to the floor, panting.

"C'mon, Drake. What do ya say?" Cyborg said, getting into the begging pose.

"I—pant—don't—pant—think—paint—so," Draco gasped.

"Some friend you are," Cyborg said as he trudged off leaving a panting Draco to die from the heavy pain of Cyborg's weight (A/N: Let's just say Cyborg's like, ten times as heavy as Draco is.) but not really.

"Hey BB!" Cyborg called.

"Yeah?" Beast Boy asked brightly.

Cyborg was about to ask for money but stopped himself. "What am I thinking?" Then he walked off rubbing his head. He didn't bother to ask Starfire because why would she have any Earth money?

Meanwhile, somewhere in Jump City….

"Thank you for your vast wisdom of the galaxy, Ms. Koriand'r," an astronaut said. "The world thanks you. Now we know where to get the food that will expand in a minimum time. This trip may end world hunger! The world thanks you."

"Ahem," Starfire said.

"And your payment will be entered into your savings account," the astronaut added.

"You understand this quest may take fifty years at the least?" Starfire said.

"Of course. That's why we will launch this baby into outer space," the astronaut said.

"What?" Starfire said, horrified. "You cannot—"

"3, 2, 1, BLAST OFF!" the astronaut hollered maniacally.

Starfire inched away from the astronaut and flew off towards Titans Tower. "If I leave early tomorrow, I can be prompt in my job of part time at the Science Laboratory in Austria," Starfire said to herself.

Back at Titans Tower…

"What am I gonna do?" Cyborg whined. He was in his room. Then he got an idea.

He quickly typed in the Search Engine in Ebay.

"Hm…this'll have to do," Cyborg said to himself. He clicked on the picture of the item. I can afford this, Cyborg thought. He clicked the Buy Now button. Then he filled out the form and set the delivery for three days. He typed in the Titan Credit Card Robin had gotten as a gift from the mayor then smiled.

"There. Mission accomplished."

Cyborg may have solved his problem, but Beast Boy hadn't.

Robin was still drinking from his Christmas mug when Beast Boy popped in. Unfortunately, Robin had decided to take big gulps of water.

"Hey Robin!" Beast Boy popped up in front of Robin.

Water torpedoed out from Robin's mouth and sprayed on Beast Boy.

"Beast Boy!" Robin shouted. "I was in the middle of drinking!"

"Yeah, about that," Beast Boy said. "You should really drink something either than water. Try soda. It gets you energized."

"What do you want, Beast Boy?" Robin asked irritably.

"I wanna spend the day with you, Robin, ol' buddy, ol' pal!"

Robin dropped his mug that broke into a million pieces.

"Wait, you want me to hang out with you?" Robin asked.

"Why not? We're best buds, remember?" Beast Boy said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

"No. Cyborg's your best friend. Either him or Draco," Robin said.

"Ha, ha, very funny, Robin!" Beast Boy laughed falsely, slapping his leg. "So, you wanna hang out?"

Robin figured it as because Beast Boy got him for Secret Santa. I mean, it was completely obvious and he was trained by the best superhero detective. But Robin decided to humor Beast Boy and how many times did he ever get to mess with Beast Boy? Even Robin had to have a little fun.

"Sure," Robin said. "You know when Cyborg gave me that mug last year? I was so mad, I decided that this year, if my Secret Santa doesn't get me a nicer and more thoughtful present, I'd make sure that person got what he—or she—deserved."

"Heh, heh," Beast Boy said, chuckling nervously. "That's great."

"Now, what should we do?" Robin said thoughtfully. Being trained by Batman himself, he was a master of disguise. "Oh, I know!"

"This is what you call fun?" Beast Boy asked.

"Not fun. We have to be good to all the citizens, don't we?" Robin asked.

"Yeah, I guess."

"And especially the senior citizens, right?"

"I guess."

Robin had taken Beast Boy to Happy Acres, the home for senior citizens.

"I can't eat this young people food!" yelled an old lady. "I have no teeth! You, come here, sonny!"

"Eep! Yes ma'am!" Beast Boy squeaked as he obeyed.

"You chew this meat for me, now!"

"But ma'am, I'm a vege—"

"I don't care if you're Elvis Presley! Chew it, sonny!"

Beast Boy looked like he was going to cry. He stared down at the meat. The meat that used to be an animal but was shot and cut up and refrigerated meat.

"Uh, I have to uh, go chew meat for the other old lady at the end of the city, bye!" Beast Boy said quickly as he grabbed Robin and left. All in two seconds.

"Okay, Robin. That is just nasty! Let's do something that's fun and doesn't concern old people or meat, okay?" Beast Boy said.

"Well, I do have to meet the president…" Robin said. "It's confidential business."

"I can keep a secret! Take me!" Beast Boy said excitedly.

"Well…okay," Robin said.

"Yeah! So what do we have to do? Guard the president? Keep some secret files? Go on a top secret mission?"

"Sort of."

"We're guarding the door while the president does his laundry?" Beast Boy asked, wincing. He and Robin were standing outside of the president's laundry room door. "Doesn't he have people to do that for him?"

"Yeah, but he let them go on a cruise for the holidays," Robin explained.

"Doesn't he have anyone guarding him?"

"Yeah. But that's confidential. Don't tell anyone," Robin warned.

"Yeah, don't worry. I won't," Beast Boy sighed. "I wonder what the others are doing right now."

Back at Titans Tower…

Draco…Draco…Draco…Draco, it's me…

"Mm, Raven?" Draco said faintly with his eyes closed.

Yes, it's me. Wake up, Draco…I said, WAKE UP YOU!

Draco woke up and sat up quickly. He would've slammed his face into Raven's which would've ended up with their faces touching, specifically their lips but it didn't happen, unfortunately for us.

"Ow, what happened?" Draco asked, rubbing his shoulder.

"I don't know. I found you lying on the ground. Are you okay?" Raven asked worriedly.

"Yeah," Draco said, getting up.

"Great. Now, can I ask you a favor?" She took out something that looked suspiciously like lipstick.

"Huh?" Draco said, agitatedly. "What're you doing, Rae?"

"What?" Raven said, moving the stick across her lips. "Oh, this?" Raven turned red. "I uh, just have chapped lips."

"Oh."

"Now, about that favor?"

"Sure, what is it?"

"I need to know about a person."

"Who?"

"Cyborg."

"Cy? Our Cyborg?" Draco said, wincing. "What for?"

"Can't tell you," Raven said, turning red.

"Why not?" Draco demanded, a little more sharply than he expected him to be.

"Fine, it's the stupid Secret Santa," Raven said.

"What?" Draco seemed dazed for a second. "Oh, the Secret Santa."

"Don't laugh, okay?"

"Why would I laugh?" Draco asked, relieved. Then the thought struck him as funny. "So you're Cy's Secret Santa. You have no clue what he wants, do you?" He stifled a chuckle. "That's almost like getting Beast Boy!"

"Yeah, well, at least I didn't get Beast Boy," Raven said solemnly. "Now can you tell me what Cyborg would want?"

"Uh, I don't really know. Something concerning his car or maybe videogames," Draco said.

"Well that's helpful," Raven said crossing her arms.

"Better than nothing," Draco said. "Now I need a favor from you."

"About what?"

"Starfire."

"S-Starfire?"

Meanwhile, Cyborg was doing nothing special and Starfire was off to her other part time job, working in the movie theater as the manager. Her fake name was Caitlyn Johnson.

"I've always adored the given name Caitlyn," Starfire said to no one in particular.

"I bet the others are having more fun than this," Beast Boy complained.

"Being a superhero and protecting everyone isn't always fun," Robin said wisely.

"Yeah, but this guy's socks could protect him," Beast Boy said, holding his nose. "No offense, Mr. President."

By this time, Robin was sick of Beast Boy's constant chatter and groaning. "You know what I'd really want for Christmas?" Robin asked casually.

"No, what?" Beast Boy asked a little too eagerly.

"I'd want—"

"No, wait, I already know," Beast Boy said. "I can't believe I didn't think of it before! Bye Robin. Have fun with the president's socks!" With that, Beast Boy strolled off only to get zapped by the security system and running for his life back to the tower although he only needed to run out of the building and then start walking normally but we all know how little a brain Beast Boy has.

"How am I supposed to know what Starfire wants?" Raven asked.

"I don't know! She hangs out with you, doesn't she?" Draco asked.

"Define 'hang out,'" Raven said. "Just give her a stuffed animal or something!"

"Fine," Draco said.

At that moment, Beast Boy started running by, knocking Raven down.

Once he passed, Raven was in the odd position of her in Draco's arms and yelling inappropriate words at Beast Boy. Then she noticed how she was sitting.

"Er, uh, I'll…be going now," Draco said as he put her down and sped to his room.

Boys, Raven thought with a shake of her head.

R&R please! I hope it wasn't too bad...

-TTF