Standard Disclaimer: You know the drill. I don't own Teen Titans!

Author's Notes: Ohnoes! I've been accused of favoritism!

To that I say…silly silly LM. Coming from you, that sounds silly. :P

But speaking seriously, there will be a balance. Robert will get his own torment…although, to be honest, Savior kind of deserves the unintentional walloping Gauntlet's giving him. Just as he's been unfairly treating Gauntlet, it's time he gets a little unfair treatment.

But don't worry, there will be a balance. Just like life and death, order and chaos, black and white, yadda yadda yadda…

Begin!

xxxx

Days of Our Sucky Lives…

xxxx

A small, nigh-invisible drone hovered outside one of the windows of Titans Tower. Normally, an alarm would've sounded, as an unauthorized signal was being sent within the Tower perimeter…but the drone was too well made for that.

So it watched Savior and Gauntlet…particularly, their fused hands. It analyzed the image…and even from outside, it could sense the magical aura around them.

And the one who was seeing these transmitted images folded his hands as he contemplated this. "Hmm…how interesting."

xxxx

"PFFFFT! They just said WHAT?" sputtered Gauntlet as he stared at the big-screen TV, his mouth agape.

Savior just rubbed his temples as the TV paraded images of himself and Gauntlet holding hands. Leave it to the vultures to take everything out of context.

Then they showed a photo of when the duo had been stuck inside of Kardiak…and believe it or not, the monster's red mass had been filtered out. "OH COME ON!" roared Gauntlet. "WE WEREN'T EVEN DOING ANYTHING!"

"That's the news for you Gauntlet."

"But reporters should be reporting the facts!" Then a look of realization came to his face. "Oh yeah. Media doesn't care about facts. Duh."

"For once, we're in agreement." Savior immediately shivered. I just agreed with Gauntlet on something. The Apocalypse is nigh.

Robert Candide grimaced as he finished off the slice of pizza. "Man, this just made me more hungry." He stood up and tried walking when he found that Noel wouldn't move. "Hello? I'd like to go get more pizza from the fridge."

"And my back is still sore from you dragging me all over the pavement today," muttered the white-haired teen as fingered the bandages on his back. I still don't know how the Mel that plan of his worked.

Robert humorously said, "You didn't have any problem when I used a fire extinguisher to help destroy Mortimer."

"1) Stop reading my thoughts. 2) Point taken. 3) Thanks for reminding me how improbable THAT victory was. 4) GET YOUR OWN GANG FOOD."

Gauntlet raised an eyebrow. "Gang food? What would I begin with? Pot, crack, smack, heroin, shrooms, meth, hash? That's practically all gangsters consume anyway. That, and bad rap music."

Savior's glare indicated he didn't appreciate the sarcasm.

"Sheesh, fine." Robert activated the Gauntlet and opened the refrigerator with a yellow hand, which grabbed the closest thing in the fridge and retracted back.

It wasn't pizza.

Rather, it was a purple bowl that held berries of a reddish color. "What are these?"

"Zorkaberries. A delicacy of Kory's. And you don't want to eat them," warned Savior.

"Why? Do they taste bad?"

Noel sighed. "Look, it's going against my better judgment to even WARN you about ANYTHING, but seriously, DON'T EAT THEM."

Robert grabbed one. "Seeing as how you told me no, I have to eat one now just to spite you." Chomp and a gulp. His eyes lit up. "Wow. These are GOOD."

Savior groaned as Gauntlet devoured a whole handful. "I warned you. Let it be known I warned you. Whatever happens from this point on is YOUR fault."

"Whatever," replied the blonde teen as he ate more.

/5 Minutes Later/

"DUDE…your hair's WHITE. Black guys would SO hate you."

Savior grumbled. Starfire's zorkaberries had a bit of a debilitating effect on humans…a hallucinogenic one. However, seeing as how he was stuck, he had no choice but to humor his blonde nemesis. "I went through enough of the perceived racism with Dunagan and the Anglo-Saxon Patrol. No thanks."

"Yeah, whatever you talking sunflower…I think." He ate the last of the zorkaberries.

Savior's eyes suddenly widened. "Don't say I didn't warn you. He immediately surrounded his whole body with a Shimmer shield (which meant he had to include Gauntlet's right hand as well).

"Coooool…a cocoon!" mumbled Gauntlet with a mad giggle.

Then he turned.

And saw Starfire, her eyes wide.

Gauntlet exclaimed, "Eew! Kory, you've gotten fat!"

"YOU HAVE EATEN MY ZORKABERRIES! AND YOU HAVE INSULTED MY PERSONAL APPEARANCE! RAAAAAAH!"

In the back of Robert's mind, the charging Tamaranean signaled 'trouble'. "Ah crap."

BOOM!

Inside the protective Shimmer cocoon, Savior could only feel jolts and minor bumps as the utterly one-sided battle raged on the outside. One minute later, all movement ceased.

Noel tentatively recalled the Shimmer. Robert was now a burnt husk on the ground, and the couch was mostly ruined. "I warned you."

"Noel…I see Superman flying around my head…" He promptly passed out.

xxxx

Late night.

Raven's room.

Raven's bed.

Noel Collins grimaced as the slight chill of Raven's aura covered his back. "You don't have to do this."

"And I wasn't here for the battle. Besides, most of these injuries weren't even battle wounds."

"An unfortunate fact I have to now live with," grumbled Savior.

The empath sighed as she slid her dainty feet out of her boots. "I take it the day hasn't gone very well?"

Noel snorted. "Wow, that's the understatement of the day. Not only was I dragged along the street on my back, but now the media thinks he and I are an item." He glanced over at Robert, who was on the floor beside Raven's bed, still unconscious. "Sorry if I sound bitter…this isn't your fault. I'm just upset."

"I'm sure you wouldn't have minded if it was my hand you were stuck to."

"I wish," wishfully said Noel. "Alas, the universe has seen fit to punish me by sticking me with Captain Nimrod."

"It's always been a mystery to me Noel." Raven took off her cloak, wearing nothing but her dark blue leotard now. "Ever since Robert joined this team, you've always been on his case. Belittling him, trying to make him feel like he's not even part of the Titans…you've lessened as time passed, but I still feel hints of animosity and distrust from you whenever Gauntlet gets close to you…or whenever you start talking to him…or whenever he starts talking…"

Savior interrupted, "I get the point."

"So why?"

The white-haired metahuman sighed as he laid back down on the bed, staring at the ceiling. "That's actually a good question. I'm honestly not sure."

Raven arched an eyebrow. "Is that so?"

Noel nodded. "I mean, there's the fact that when he joined us, it was because he was forced to as punishment for robbing a bank multiple times. I mean, just earlier today! He stole a toy from the toy store!"

"In my defense, I would like to say that I actually took some money from your pocket and sent it to the toy store in a letter. Call it retroactive payment."

Savior immediately put Gauntlet to sleep with a Shimmer strand. It was a very useful talent of his; considering that the Shimmer was actually his mutated nervous system, it allowed him to interface with other beings' nervous systems as well. Hence, in this case, he simply poked a specific area of the brain to get the desired reaction. That should shut him up for several hours. "And how the heck did he pickpocket my cash and send it in a letter without me knowing?"

"In either case, he paid for the toy."

"Yeah, by stealing the money from me." Noel grumbled as he scratched his head. "I mean, seriously…his moral code is not quite 'there'. And be honest; he doesn't take this life seriously enough."

Raven countered, "He can be serious when it matters. Beast Boy is a jokester, and you never pick on him for it."

Noel countered Raven's counter by saying, "Gar lost both of his parents and he got his powers from a virus that nearly killed him. Robert got his powers from a demigod who picked his name at random from a phonebook. I mean, he's not exactly as tempered in fire as we've been."

"And how is that important?"

"Tim lost his parents and is a partner to Batman. Kory was sold into slavery. Victor's mom was killed by an otherdimensional beast and he was so heavily injured that his father turned him into a cyborg. I already talked about Gar. You were the child of a demon lord who wanted to use you as a portal to this realm. I'm the son of Maxwell Collins. Tara was on the run for most of her life, accidentally causing the deaths of hundreds with powers she couldn't control. Robert? He lived with his grandmother in a boarding house in a city with a higher metahuman population than most countries. I mean, come on…Uberton has a superhero named MARMOT MAN."

"And?"

"Robert's green!"

"WAS green," corrected Raven. "Since he's joined this team, he's helped us in battles with Slade, Kurai, the HIVE, Godsend, Whim…need I go on?"

Noel grumbled. He hated being proved wrong. "Okay, point taken. But still…he acts like a total lunatic!"

"And the fact he's still managed to maintain his innocence despite this life is an admirable quality in and of itself."

"…well, he has no tact! He tends to say EXACTLY the wrong thing at the wrong time."

"A lot of humans have that problem. It's not unique to Robert."

"Gah, fine, you win!" Savior rubbed his head out of irritation. "Fine, I guess my reasons for hating Gauntlet are trivial at best. Maybe it's because we're naturally oil and water. I don't know, and I don't freaking care. After all, I mean…he can read my MIND now. That's just wrong."

Raven calmly took Noel's right hand. "And I'm working on a way to separate you two. So just chin up and deal with it."

The white-clad teen simply chuckled as he shook his head; debating with her on intellectual subjects was often interesting…but in arguments like this, her common sense usually won the day. "Did I ever say how much I love you?"

"Not today." Raven so snuggled up to her boyfriend. "And since you've had a rough day, you deserve a little break."

Noel suddenly blinked. "Okay, now I'm not one to decline an offer like this…but in case you've forgotten…" He pointed at the comatose Gauntlet on the floor. "He's in the same room as us."

"You said he'd be out for several hours." The purple-haired sorceress flashed Noel a semi-seductive glance. "Besides, while I was doing my research, Id took a break from fighting Superego and tried to convince me to do all sorts of things that aren't fit for an X-rated film, much less a T-rated story."

"Those two are STILL fighting?"

"I'd rather they do so. I wouldn't want to be at one extreme or the other…but either way…just think of this as 'pity sex'."

Savior sarcastically snarked. "Oh I see now. You just feel sorry for me."

"Partially true."

"Well, doesn't really matter either way. This is one kind of pity I don't mind." So the two kissed, proceeding to lose each other in their passionate embrace.

/A Few Hours Later/

The hour was late, the sheets were tangled, and Savior was panting heavily. "Some 'pity'."

"Oh hah hah," lightheartedly retorted Raven as she draped an arm over her lover. Sexual intercourse was something that the empath had never quite fully understood – or appreciated – when her father Trigon the Terrible had still been alive. To love someone was to risk letting him free. But upon Trigon's defeat (and his eventual death at the hands of other demon lords), her emotional side had been freed up. The one she had to thank for that was Noel. "I love you by the way."

"As do I," replied Savior as he kissed her on the lips, their naked bodies (well, Noel still had his shirt on, cause he couldn't take it off due to his predicament) pressed against each other as they cuddled.

"Cuddling…kiss to seal the deal…'I love you by the way'…"

Savior and Raven froze.

They slowly turned their heads…and saw Robert holding a notepad, writing with a pen in a yellow hand formed by the Gauntlet.

The oblivious superhero turned to face them. "What? I'm just taking notes. Don't wanna be unprepared whenever I lose my virginity."

"How long were you up?" demanded Savior, his frame rattling with utter embarrassment and frustration.

"Around the time Raven was riding you like a bucking bronco. Or was it where you were on top of her, moaning like a whale? I forget."

"OUT!" impulsively screamed Raven as she opened her door with a thought and shot Robert in the chest with a powerful bolt of black energy. Unfortunately, this caused Noel to go flying as well.

SLAM!

They landed against the wall outside Raven's room, which shut automatically. Moments later, they heard it lock.

Savior just stared at Gauntlet, once again realizing why exactly he hated him: because somehow, inexplicably, he managed to make his life miserable. "I ducking hate you, you Belgium."

"Ooh, Hitchhiker's jokes. Careful; the Martians would execute you for using that word."

Noel just stared at Robert, utterly flabbergasted. "Are you RETARDED? Do you even THINK? My girlfriend just kicked me out because you were taking notes about what she and I do in BED!"

Robert raised a hand. "May I say that the bronco bit looked uncomfortable? Did that hurt your-"

"SHUT IT," growled Savior, his patience all but gone. "JUST…" He inhaled…then exhaled forcefully, moving into the realm of indifference. "Forget it. I just want to get some clothes on and go to sleep."

"Fine by me," replied Gauntlet, being pulled forcefully along by Noel as they walked through a series of halls toward Savior's room. It was a rather awkward trip for Noel, seeing as how he was completely naked from the waist down. Fortunately, Gauntlet was too sleepy to be his usual self.

"By the way…mine's bigger than yours."

Spoke too soon. "And is there a reason why I should care?"

"Nope. Just letting you know that I AM SUPERIOR! I AM THE ALPHA MALE!"

"And yet you have no love interest at all."

"…yep. It sucks."

Savior smirked. "Gee, I wonder WHY you have no love interest."

"Ouch. That was a low shot. Shields are at twenty percent. She can't take no more!"

Savior grimaced. "Stow the commentary…"

As they walked along, they were oblivious to the blond geokinetic known as Tara Markov as she exited her room to head to the bathroom.

Then she sleepily saw a naked Noel pulling Robert along (who was clothed, thankfully).

She blinked.

Then she walked backwards into her room, deciding to wake up from this homoerotic dream she was apparently in.

xxxx

The living room.

Midnight.

"So…why couldn't we just sleep on your bed?" asked Gauntlet as he scratched his blonde hair.

"And get you all over it?" retorted an irritable Noel, now wearing pants.

"It's better than a couch."

"At least it IS a bed. Yours is hidden under too many dirty clothes to qualify." And I thought Beast Boy's room was dirty.

"Hey, I wanted to get a clean pair of socks!"

"You got those socks up off the floor. They are NOT clean."

"Geez, what are you, a Communist?"

"I'm not, but…wait. WHAT? What does Communism have to do with anything, much less your extremely cluttered pigsty you call a bedroom? It's just…gah, forget it." Noel just plopped down onto the couch.

Robert blinked. "Uh…what am I supposed to sleep on? The floor?"

"Use the Gauntlet to form a cushion or something."

"Oh. Right." Gauntlet formed a yellow mattress, which he promptly jumped away. "Ah…American ingenuity."

Whatever, thought Noel with a roll of the eyes. He just wanted to sleep and forget about what had just happened in his girlfriend's room (well, the bad part anyway).

A few minutes passed.

"Noel."

Noel tried his hardest not to scream. "WHAT?"

"Sorry for ruining your private time with Raven."

The white-haired teen blinked; that had certainly come out of left field. But he was too tired to fully appreciate it, so he went with his standard response. "Whatever…"

"…and just for the record, is that a tattoo of George Burns on her left butt cheek, or is it actually a birthmark?"

"EYES SHUT."

"Aye aye, mon Capitan…though it would explain why she kept saying 'Oh God!'"

"ROBERT…"

"Shutting up now."

xxxx

/NEXT DAY/

Morning.

Atop Titans Tower, Beast Boy transformed into a rooster and crowed to greet the rising sun.

Inside the living room, Savior wearily sat up. He was a feeling a bit better from last night's 'incident', and his back felt a good deal better. But I still have to apologize to Raven for something that wasn't my fault…

Then he realized he was sitting on a floating bed of yellow energy. It was right next to the small computer that the Titans used for personal reasons (sorry, but the big, giant computer was off-limits). "What the?"

"I woke up early. Wanted to check my e-mail. But I'm not popular enough with the kids to warrant my own e-mail address, so I checked Robin's. I'm still checking."

"And don't you think Robin would be mad?" He then thought about it some more. "On second thought, you're probably doing him a favor."

"Dear Robin, have you ever thought of getting matching uniforms. The Fantastic Four does it, so why don't you? Oh, perhaps because matching uniforms are ALWAYS itchy. DELETED! Dear Robin, can I have a full body shot of Starfire? No, but I wish I had one. DELETED! Robin, do you get it in the end from Savior and Gauntlet too?" Gauntlet groaned. "Wonderful…now as if the Batman x Robin thing wasn't enough, now they're on a Robin x Savior/Gauntlet rampage! It's the Spawn of Wertham, seeking to destroy our kind! Quick Savior, we must put a baby in a rocket ship and send him to a faraway planet!"

Savior just grimaced as he felt the urge a) smack Gauntlet and b) to disinfect his left hand. "If there's any bright side to this, at least it's not between you and me."

"Dear Robin, can you please show this story to Savior and Gauntlet? Many thanks! Oh, what's this?" Gauntlet clicked the link that came with the e-mail. "Ah, fanfiction…the last bastion of Star Trek nerds and DBZ fans." And so Gauntlet read. His look of hyperactive boredom (oxymoron, I know, but it fits so perfectly!) transformed into one of confusion…and then into one of horror. "Oh. My. GOD."

"What is it?" muttered Savior, finally leaning in close enough to read. His look of indifference transformed into one of disbelief…and then into one of horrified rage. "NO. FLICKING. WAY." He gazed at the story title. "What the? 'Unseen Attractions'? What is this nickel?" Another wince. GAAAAH!

"The horrors of slash," muttered Robert. "But still…YECK. That was graphic."

Savior roughly pushed Gauntlet out of the chair and used the Shimmer to serve as his right hand. "Okay, who sent that e-mail…'Prisionero', eh? You're about to get an angry e-mail."

"Oh no, a disgruntled Savior's gone postal! Just like the Calendar Man, Prisionero's days are numbered! And this guy's on thin ice, cause he's about to achieve a breakthrough…in pain!"

"Seriously, enough of the bad puns," grumbled Savior as he tentatively typed out one word…and smiled. He couldn't think or say bad words…but he could type them. "Thank God for loopholes."

/1 Minute Later/

"And…send." Noel sat back to appreciate his work. "I think that should get the message across."

xxxx

Elsewhere…

"MOMMY! SAVIOR HURT MY SELF-ESTEEM!"

"Don't worry sweetie, public school will make your self-esteem all better."

"YAY! I love government indoctrination!" exclaimed Prisionero.

xxxx

Savior snorted. "That situation was a load of bunk anyway. Raven leaving me for Beast Boy? Not gonna happen. Besides, he's eyeing Terra and vice-versa, but they're too chicken to move on it."

"And if that situation DID happen, I'd pick up Terra on the rebound instead of you. Because, for one, she's a girl, and she's pretty good looking, though she could stand to fill out a bit," finished Gauntlet.

Noel cynically said, "Oh no, don't tell her to eat more. That's to a woman's self-esteem what kryptonite is to Superman. Sheesh…these anorexic supermodels are so thin and they treat carbohydrates as poison. It's just idiotic."

"Still, who the heck was that 'Scalpel' guy in the story?" asked Robert. "I don't recall seeing a Scalpel around here."

"Probably a feeble attempt at a self-insert to prop up his own self-esteem so he doesn't cry at night."

xxxx

In jolly old England…

"Au contraire Savior! You couldn't be more wrong about Nigel!" declared Jedi-And as he worked on the unreleased Flashing Lights and Sounds.

xxxx

"In any case," said Savior as got out of the chair, closing the e-mail program. "I think it's time we start working in the training room. I don't know how long we're going to be stuck like this, but we should at least get used to fighting together in battle."

"Can we at least eat breakfast first?"

Savior grimaced…and he simply shrugged. Breakfast wouldn't hurt. Besides, he was a little hungry himself. "Sure, whatever."

After all, what could go wrong?

/6 Minutes Later/

Robin yawned as he walked into the living room; he wanted to get a quick bite before helping Savior and Gauntlet get a hang on working together. "Hmm…what to have? Pancakes or waff…les…"

The leader of the Titans stared at the kitchen within the living room. Water roared up from the broken faucet like a geyser, smoke was drifting upward from the toaster and a pan, some broken eggs littered the floor, Noel was covered in flour, and Robert had burn marks in the shape of a stove top on his shirt, which also doused with grease.

Tim blinked. "Uh…"

"Seriously Tim, don't ask. You REALLY don't want to know." Savior spat out some flour as he glared at Gauntlet. "Remind me why I tolerate you again?"

"I got bacon grease on my shirt."

"Don't care."

"I fell on the hot stove."

"Don't care."

"I feel like my flesh is being eaten by ravenous fleas."

"Don't care."

Robin sighed as he strode quickly to Cyborg's room. He needed to use Vic's Super Soaker XG (basically, the howitzer of squirt guns, invented by the Cy-guy himself).

So once again, Murphy's Law had its way.

xxxx

The Training Room. For all intents and purposes, it was a plain white room, with only a set of windows separating Robin from Savior and Gauntlet.

Tim spoke into a microphone. "Okay guys, we're just going to do simple stuff first. Understand?"

"Understood," replied Savior.

"Okie-dokie," replied Gauntlet. Both of them were wet after the soaking Tim had given them (it was preferable to a shower; NEITHER of them wanted a shower now). They still wore the same clothes (which was a bit noticeable on Gauntlet, as his shirt sported a burn marks), though it didn't really matter at the moment.

"Alright, now just run a lap around the room."

Gauntlet moaned. "Laps? What is this, P.E.?"

"Do it."

"Fine fine," muttered Gauntlet as he broke into a brisk jog alongside Savior. The latter had a longer stride, so Robert had to run a bit faster to make up for it.

"Alright, good…from what Raven told me this morning, it seems you can control the Shimmer. Is that true Rob?"

The Shimmer suddenly sprouted from Noel's chin, wiggling like a thin goatee. "Yep," replied Robert.

"Okay…now Savior, have you tried controlling the Gauntlet?"

"No…but I might as well try." Noel closed his eyes, concentrating as he tried to get a feel for the Gauntlet…nothing…nothing…THERE.

The Gauntlet suddenly activated, and it shot out a yellow strand the wiggled like a worm. "Not much…but yes."

Gauntlet mock-gasped. "Oh my gosh! He stole my powers! WE HAVE A THIEF IN OUR MIDST!"

"Can the comedy routine Robert, this is serious. We don't know how long it'll take Raven to come up with a spell that nullifies your 'problem', but until then, you two will need to work together. Understood Noel?"

"Understood Robin," answered Savior, although he briefly glared at Gauntlet. "Thought it'll be a bit DIFFICULT to work with someone who follows his impulses, to say the least."

"Note taken and filed. Doesn't matter. You two will need to work together more than ever before. It'll be tough, but that's life. Deal with it."

Robert raised an eyebrow. "Well SOMEONE'S Mr. Snippy today." Robin's glare shut him up.

"Okay…I'm going to send out some test drones. They won't attack, they'll just dodge. Destroy them in 20 seconds."

Four metallic drones that looked like gray spheres suddenly floated out from a hole in the ceiling. They zoomed around the duo at high speed, as if daring them to attack.

"No need to move, just attack from a distance," commanded Savior.

"Sure thing Goku," said Gauntlet with a smile as he formed a minigun out of yellow energy. "HASTA LA VISTA, BABIES!" Yellow lasers shot out of the minigun, blasting two of the drones to bits. Noel was simply content to slice through them with two Shimmer strands.

"Nice job you two. But don't you think that was a bit overboard Gauntlet?"

Gauntlet blinked. "No, why?"

Savior muttered, "You used a minigun to destroy drones. Drones that are smaller than our fists. That DEFINES excessive."

"There ain't no such thing as excessive."

Noel rolled his eyes.

"Okay, now we'll move on to the attack drones. Same time frame. 20 seconds."

Three drones with red 'eyes' suddenly descended from the same hole in the ceiling as the previous drones. They immediately bombarded Savior and Gauntlet with red lasers. Savior roared, "GAUNTLET! SHIELD!"

Robert immediately summoned a massive yellow shield to block the laser barrage. Noel wasted no time in slipping Shimmer strands around the shield and slicing the drones in twain.

Robin smiled from behind the window. There was hope for the two yet. "Good. Now, let's try some complex maneuvers…"

/1 Hour Later/

"Excellent. Now…for the final test."

Training had been more or less successful. There was the occasional goof (for instance Robert tripped up Noel when they tested their abilities against each other, accidentally smacking their heads into each other, etcetera…) or two, but it had been pretty smooth so far.

Gauntlet wiped some sweat from his forehead. "Did it ever occur to you to install air conditioning in this room?"

"Deal with it Rob," muttered Savior. He had to begrudgingly admit that Raven had had a point; Gauntlet wasn't exactly 'green' anymore. When he wanted to, he could be quite the fighter.

A hole appeared in the floor as a whirring sound was heard; something was being brought up on a small lift. "You're about to face a replica of Slade, although his internal A.I. has been set to a lower difficulty for the purposes of this test. If you're not careful, the android COULD fatally injure you."

Gee, I hate'd to see it on maximum, thought Robert.

"Suck it up Rob." Robert gaped at Noel, who merely smirked.

The lift stopped, and the robotic replica stood there. It looked eerily similar; from the black uniform down to the mask. The robotic eye glared at them with palpable coldness.

"You guys have five minutes to destroy Slade. Go!"

Slade immediately pulled out an Uzi and opened fire. Savior created a Shimmer shield, causing the bullets to bounce off harmlessly. Gauntlet gazed around the shield to try and pick off the-

Slade had already jumped over the shield. Robert paled as he roared, "SAVIOR, LOOK OUT!"

Too late. A side kick from the android sent Noel crashing into his own shield with a thud, which caused Robert to smack against it as well. Slade discarded the Uzi – just as Savior turned the shield into a myriad of bladed Shimmer strands – and pulled out his katana, slicing through several of the strands.

"AAAAAAAAAAAARGH!" howled Savior as he fell to his knees. Gauntlet suddenly grimaced; a twinge of pain had erupted in his right hand. Was he starting to feel Noel's pain now?

His thoughts would have to wait till later, for he immediately punched Slade with a yellow energy fist. The robot would have smashed against the wall…if it didn't rebound with his legs, rolled onto the floor, and immediately propelled his feet into Gauntlet's face.

The duo was sent flying by the blow. Gauntlet grimaced as he cradled his bleeding lip…and a shadow came over him.

Slade stood above them, his eye glaring coldly at them.

"I think you made the robot too lifelike Robin!" yelled Gauntlet.

Slade raised his katana and swung…and stopped several inches above Robert's head.

A Shimmer strand had pierced the robot's chest, disrupting the flow of power to the body. Savior smirked. "Check and mate."

Gauntlet and Savior smashed the robot's head from each side. It remained where it stood, broken and leaking with hydraulic fluid.

Robin sighed with relief; his finger had been hovering over the 'Disengage' button, which would've terminated the Slade replica with a miniature EMP blast. "Nice work guys. Cut it a little close there."

"Oh ha ha. Our grand leader has become a comedian! That's MY shtick!" exclaimed Gauntlet as he stood.

"Hey."

Gauntlet looked to his right at Savior, who was offering him a hand. "You did pretty good." And he meant it, as much he hated to admit it.

Robert stared at the hand. "There's not a buzzer there I take it?"

"No."

"Well okay." Robert shook Noel's hand, in a sort of truce. It definitely wouldn't last long – the two were just too different to stay buddy-buddy long – but at least some progress had been made.

And of course, Murphy's Law kicked in again when Gauntlet stepped forward and slipped on some of the hydraulic fluid. "WAAA!"

SMASH!

Savior sweatdropped as he ended on the floor beside Gauntlet. Of course, something HAD to happen…I REALLY wish Raven hurried up with that counter-spell…

The Slade robot suddenly started jerking. Gauntlet paled as Savior tentatively said, "Uh…Robin? The robot's still moving."

"How? It's not generating any electrical signal! There's no power whatsoever!"

The answer became clear as the robot's chest burst open and out came a little fleshy blob.

"AAAAAH! ALIEN!" shrieked Gauntlet as he jumped onto Noel (much to the latter's displeasure).

However, the blob immediately morphed into…a mini-Robin. Shrimpy legs, big head, buck teeth, and a little 'L' patch on his left pectoral. "Oops. I goofed the landing again."

Robert stared at the little guy confusedly. "Uh…since when did Robin get a Mini-Me?"

"New person! YAAAY I CAN DO ANOTHER INTRODUCTION! All the way from another dimension, the greatest fan of the Teen Titans and Robin's ultimate buddy…" A spotlight shined around the Mini-Robin as he proclaimed, "EKARD MIT!" He then floated up to Robert's face (HOLY CRAP HIS RIGHT HAND'S INDEX FINGER WAS HUGE), happily saying, "But you can call me Larry!"

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To be continued…

Next time…

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Author's Notes: I just HAD to keep writing. 18 pages in less than two days! But in any case…LARRY THE TITAN!

Although the Legendverse timeline says the second season ended before Wings ends, let's just say that Gauntlet and Terra were on their mission to Ubertron when Larry showed up (hence Gauntlet's confusion). And seeing as how this Robin is Tim Drake, Larry is Ekard Mit instead of Nosyarg Kcid.

Also, any humor at Prisionero and Jedi-And's expense was all in good humor. Please don't kill me…uh… (FLEES)

See you soon, and please review!