Inspiration

I dedicate this chapter, I'm sorry if it sucks girls…or guys…to these in particular: thugette90, samanthe2121, wylkin, and BuddyGonz. I just hope that I don't let you down on this chapter…well on with the show-Lord of the files

Beast boy came in a few minutes later to see if Raven was still with Starfire. Thankfully she wasn't and Star was a sleep, score one for Beast boy. He sat there for a while thinking about how he could have killed Mammoth if he had chewed any deeper. Beast boy rationalized with this by saying to himself that there was nothing else he could have done.

"Beast boy?" A voice came from the door.

"Doesn't anyone knock anymore?" Beast boy yelled at Robin.

Robin looked at him like a fish with a hook in his eye...think about it, but said nothing.He just went over to the other side that Beast boy was sitting and just looked at her.

It was an uncomfortable silence for Beast boy, because he really wanted to do to Robin what he did to Mammoth.

"So Beast boy," Robin said as Beast boy started to get into his fantasy of tearing Robin into pieces.

"Yeah what?"

"I talked to the booking officer and he told me Mammoth had," Robin took a pause "Fang marks on his neck".

Beast boy just sat there looking at Starfire and Robin continued.

"Mammoth wouldn't elaborate on how he got the marks but at the prison infirmary the doctor found out that it looked similar to a dog bite, but sharper teeth would be needed to pierce the skin".

When he wasn't interrupted he asked rhetorically, "Now what is like a dog but with sharper teeth?"

A few seconds of silence and then answering his own question, "A wolf"

"Your point being?" Beast boy said actually interested.

"I'm saying that we don't do things like that. I know you wrestle with something inside of you but if the people think that we would try and kill someone…the repercussions would be devastating".

He was putting the final touches to his speech as he started to lean his chair against the wall.

"So to prevent anything from happening the entire team must report to a physical and mental examinations. The physical consisting of the amount of strain and pressure one can take and will be done by me. The mental examination, done by Raven, will let you be able to tell her anything that is bothering you. Also the team will be learning martial arts in addition to the regularly scheduled training," and after seeing Beast boy's expression "And no complaining".

Robin took one last look at Starfire and then left the room. As soon as he left Beast boy took his head in his hands and started to look at the ground. He wasn't worried about the martial arts training, because before the doom patrol and all that mess he learned kick boxing from his 'friend' Bobby. He really didn't know if the thirty five year old war veteran was his friend. But when your younger then ten it's hard to tell who's a friend and who's not.

He heard a mumble and looked up to see if Star was waking. No she just appeared to be dreaming, of what he didn't know. Probably rainbows and unicorns, and all that were stereotypical about a naïve girl. Beast boy hated stereotypes he just hated them. Makes people distrust or patronize other people because they fit the description of a stereotype.

'No,' He thought dejectedly, 'She's probably dreaming of Robin'.

He didn't understand it fully and probably never would, but he knew that he wanted to protect her from everything. Robin in Beast boy's mind was just an enigma. Someone that is over zealous that he would gladly right now cut off a pinky to get a whiff of Slade. Who knows what he would sacrifice for him to be forever incarcerated.

Starfire mumbled something again and tried to turn on her side but groaned in pain. Beast boy was about to turn her over, but she looked too peaceful to bug so he let it be. So Beast boy started to direct his attention to the reason he was caring so much about Star's general well being.

But right when he started to put some mind power in it Cyborg came in and handed him a tofu sandwich.

"Did he tell you what we're doing?" Cyborg said vaguely.

Beast boy nodded to the question and then looking everywhere but Starfire.

"I mean come on' it's like having double training shifts and I can't really maneuver well," Cyborg said.

"Especially the part about physically examinations, I was worried at first," Beast boy said.

"Why?"

"I didn't hear him fully so I thought he said 'Physical examinations…to be done by me'"

Cyborg and Beast boy had a laugh about that and then started to talk about the fight between Jinx and Gizmo.

"Same typical bad guy fight," Cyborg said.

"Well I bet our guy did more damage to the city then your guys together," Beast boy said.

"This bet again?" Cyborg laughed "Ok same price?"

"Yeah whoever loses has to clean the dishes for a month".

"Ok," Cyborg started to count of things with his fingers while Beast boy did the same.

Cyborg got a giant grin on his face and boomed, "My two felons destroyed an entire block of street lights and the road won't be same for years".

Beast boy's grin was larger, "Mine felled three buildings, a gate, a fence, and the drive to the docks won't be safe for a while".

Beast boy then started to his victory dance, while saying "Mine caused more damage to the city Cyborg you know what you have to do".

"Am I hearing you correctly," Robin's voice entered the room like the stench you never really wanted "That you TAKE BETS ON HOW MUCH DAMAGE IS CAUSED TO THE CITY?"

Beast boy and Cyborg started to whimper into the corner, and when Robin was finished with the lecture on how that was bad and how we should act with a certain degree with professionalism left.

Beast boy and Cyborg looked at each other and said in complete sync, "Same bet next time?"

Both laughed and Cyborg said he was off to his charger.

Beast boy went back to his seat and saw that Starfire was still sleeping soundly.

'Heavy sleeper…' Beast boy was actually the opposite…must be all the animal genes in him.

When Beast boy sat down in the chair he decided to go back to the subject he was putting off when he realized just how tired he was.

He decided that the subject could wait and he fell asleep on the chair, unaware that a pair of eyes would stare at him for another hour.

-Later-Lord of the files

p.s. I hope to you those four I dedicated to was worthy of the admiration of you. Ciao