OMG! Sorry people! I just get these really bad habits of procrastination...not of greatest genes... Yeah, this'll probably be four chapters... I'm hoping that I'll get to use Draco for a more significant story (hint hint) even if it would be asking a lot.But anyway, I've kept all of you waiting long enough! On with the chapter!

By the way, I'm writing a script for a play at school. I get to be a producer! I get to be a producer! Yay me! Okay, now that I've got that out of my system, does anyone have any ideas? You don't NEED to give me ideas, I've got my own, but sometimes mine aren't as...original. Yeah, I said it, I'm NOT original! (runs into a dark corner and starts crying)

Disclaimer: (Insert sob story of not owning Teen Titans or Draco here)

The next day during her lunch break, Starfire consulted Draco about what she thought was significant.

"Draco, I need your opinion on the grandest Christmas present for a certain someone," Starfire said.

"For who?" Draco asked with a mouth full of sandwich.

"It is a secret, but if you give your word that you will not tell anyone, I will tell you," Starfire said.

"Okay," Draco agreed.

"Promise? Promise on your Glieandr'ah," Starfire said. (A/N: Made that up)

"Er…okay?" Draco said.

"Glorious! All right, I need a gift for Raven," Starfire said, giving him her brightest smile.

"Wait a sec," Draco said. "You're kidding, right?"

"I am not unserious," Starfire said.

"Oh man, Raven's going to flip when she finds out you're her Secret Santa," Draco chuckled. "You're the last person she would suspect!"

"That is good, yes?" Starfire asked. "And you promised you would not reveal it to her."

"Yeah, I know. But why are you asking me?" Draco asked.

"Well, you have been going places together," Starfire said. "Like the store of books! Do you suppose Raven would like a new book?"

Draco thought for a while, a scene forming into his mind.

"Raven, I am your Secret Santa!" Starfire squealed as she handed Raven her colorfully wrapped present.

"…"

"Unfasten it!" Starfire exclaimed, jumping up and down.

Raven unwrapped her present to see a book. "Barbie and the Magic of Pegasus?"

"Draco? You are not answering," Starfire said, waving her hand in front of Draco's face.

"Huh? Oh," Draco said, rubbing the back of his head. "Uh, Star? I don't think Raven needs any new books."

"Oh, then maybe a painting. Oh! A portrait of herself! I shall paint it," Starfire said. "Robin always said that it is the thought that is most vital!"

Draco remembered Starfire's last painting. It was of Beast Boy. He shivered. "Erm, I don't think Rae's into paintings."

"Oh dear," Starfire said, thinking hard. "I never realized how aloof Raven is." Then her face brightened. "I know what Raven would like best! Thank you for your assistance, Draco."

"My pleasure," Draco smiled. "What're you giving her?"

"It is a secret," Starfire said mysteriously. Then she floated off into the darkness which was hard because it was light in the tower.

Draco shrugged.

Meanwhile, Raven was searching for a gift for her person.

"Robin, I need your help," Raven told Robin.

"Did everyone get me as Secret Santa or something?" Robin asked.

"What? No," Raven said. "What idiot would ask their person to do them a favor during Secret Santa? That's just obvious."

"I could think of someone…"

"Anyway, I got Cyborg, and I have no idea what to give him," Raven said.

Robin was about to tell her that she had told him her Secret Santa person but figured she didn't really care. "Don't you know what he likes? I mean, you guys sort of bonded when he almost lost the T-Car."

"I was just giving advice to his sorry self," Raven said, crossing her arms. "I have a soft spot for people looking miserable."

"Really?" Robin chuckled.

"Look, are you gonna help me or not?"

"Sure. Cyborg likes football, cars, practically anything electronic," Robin answered.

"Well, I know that much already," Raven said. "He has all those things."

Robin shrugged. "You could get him a videogame or something. Why do you care anyway?"

"Because I don't want to look like some uncaring person who just gives their person a mug for Christmas," Raven replied.

"Tell that to Beast Boy," Robin said.

"I guess I'll find something," Raven sighed.

"By the way, do you have any suspicions of your Secret Santa?" Robin asked.

"I'm a telekinetic heroine, not a detective," Raven said. "Do you?"

"I don't have suspicions, I have answers," Robin said. He paused then said, "Beast Boy."

"Again?" Raven almost giggled but that would ruin her stoic disposition if she did it frequently.

"Go ahead and laugh," Robin said. "But I'm making sure he'd get me something that actually shows he has a caring heart."

"What, did you threaten him or something?"

"A bit."

"Geez, Robin. I thought you were supposed to be about all that 'it's the thought that counts' saying," Raven said. "Why are you being so devious?"

"Are you saying I'm like Slade? Because I'm not and if you think that then you are way off," Robin said speedily.

"I'm not saying anything. But what did you really want?" Raven asked.

"I was about to tell him anything that's not a mug or some kind of knick knack, but then at the last second he said that he already knows what I want," Robin shrugged. "I wonder what I'll get."

"Intriguing story," Raven said. "I'll be going." With that, Raven went off thinking that Robin deserved coal for being so selfish. Though his good deeds probably balanced out his selfishness…. But now, she had to find someone else who could help her out.

"Beast Boy, I need your help," Raven said.

"Really?" Beast Boy asked eagerly.

"Erm…actually…"

"I can help!" Beast Boy exclaimed. "C'mon, ask me something, anything!"

"Yeah, stop shouting in my face," Raven said.

"Okay," Beast Boy backed up a bit and looked at her expectantly.

"Do you know what Cyborg would like for Christmas?" Raven asked.

"Mm…" Beast Boy said thoughtfully. If he told Raven that Cyborg wanted something that didn't cost too much, he'd probably get a better present and he could do his victory dance that he had been working on. But then he would be being bad and Santa wouldn't give him something nice…such a hard decision…

"I'll just go…" Raven started.

"No, wait!" Beast Boy ordered. "I've got it! He wants a screw driver!"

"A screw driver?" Raven said doubtfully.

"Yeah! You know, because he has a screw loose," Beast Boy laughed, slapping his leg.

"Right…" Raven sighed. "Look, I don't have time for lame jokes."

"Okay," Beast Boy said. "I think he wants Mega Monkeys 5! Return of the Apes!"

"No…I think that's what you want," Raven said, annoyed.

"Oh…yeah…"

"I'm not playing with you, Beast Boy," Raven said.

"Okay, okay," Beast Boy said. "He wants motor oil."

"What?"

"Motor oil."

"He has a tub full in the garage."

"He wants more."

"Why?"

"How should I know? Just trust me, okay?"

"I'd really rather not," Raven said. "I'll just pick something out on my own."

"Good idea," Beast Boy said. "I've got stuff to do anyway." He did have stuff to do, don't deny it. He just…can't think of anything right now.

Raven shrugged. Then she thought up the perfect gift for Cyborg. Dun, dun, dun…

"Hey Robin," Draco called.

"What's up, Drake?" Robin asked.

"Trying to think up a gift for Secret Santa," Draco said. "And since it would be ludicrous to not tell you who it is, I'll just tell you."

"The point of Secret Santa is that it stays a secret," Robin said. Pft. As if he knew everything.

"If you say so," Draco shrugged. He knew that everyone found out about who got who anyway, but he might as well humor Robin.

"So, what would make the perfect gift?" Draco asked.

"For who?" Robin asked.

"I thought you said you didn't want me to tell you," Draco said, confused.

"Well obviously I can't give you advice if I don't know who it is you're giving a present to," Robin said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "Geez, Draco. I thought you'd figure it out."

"Uh…okay…" Draco said. Robin must be having one of his mood swings again. "I got Starfire."

"You…got Starfire?" Robin looked a bit murderous.

"Yeah…" Draco said. "I don't know what to get her."

"You should know!" Robin said. "You've been living with her for what, a year?"

"It's more like eleven months…" Draco said uncomfortably. "But I always hang out with you guys."

"Oh, right," Robin said. "Okay then. She likes animals, flowers, chocolate, anything that sparkles…she likes most anything. Just don't get her anything gloomy I guess." Robin was thinking that Draco didn't deserve to get Starfire as his Secret Santa person but he wasn't about to say that.

"Yeah, I guess I already figured that out. Thanks though," Draco said as he walked away.

Yeah right was what Robin was thinking. "Yeah right," he said. That's Robin for you.

R&R I beg of you!

-TTF