Disclaimer: the Titans and company aren't mine… I have a Big Mac and company, but can't really write a slashy story with that material, so I'm borrowing the Titans instead.

The Joy of Giving

"Would you care to tell me why your are sitting there, banging your head on your laptop, instead of working on 2060?" A dry, deep voce asked.

I looked up to see Slade standing in the doorway to my bedroom, usually a very welcomed sight, but not at the moment.

"I… I did something stupid." I muttered, desperately trying to save and close a lot of windows.

"What. Did. You. Do?" Slade asked, knowing that my stupid ideas usually involved him.

"Err… you know my readers? The lovely, wonderful people out there, who actually seems to like my stories for some reason?"

"You mean the insane, sex-crazed, sadistic yaoi-fangirls?" Slade muttered.

"Err… yeah… them. I kinda told them that they could send me a prompt and pairing, and I'll do a Christmas-story for them, and…"

"Let me guess. They sent insane, sex-crazed and sadistic prompts?" the man growled.

Since I couldn't even read some of them without blushing, I turned the computer around so Slade could read for himself. The man paled, blushed and chuckled in succession.

"You are not doing this one." He said and pointed. "This I don't mind. Do two of these."

"I'm sorry, I kinda have to!" I tried. "Besides, it will be fun! I promise!"

"Fun? I wanna have fun!" another voice came from the hallway, and Red X sauntered in, followed by Robin and Speedy. I have no idea how they got a key.

"Oh, you will." I smirked. I glanced down at the page again, where all the 25 slots were now filled with various strange and wonderful suggestions. "At least I'm pretty sure you will."

"I bet I won't." Robin muttered. He was a bit moody lately, but on the other hand he was pregnant, so I didn't blame him.

"Don't worry, there's not a single M-preg in here!" I said and hoped I wasn't lying. I mean, when I got writing I never know what is going to happen.

Robin glanced at the page for himself and groaned.

"I'm getting overtime for this right? And nooo… not that universe? Have you any idea how sore that makes me!"

"Can we play?" Speedy asked, reading over Robin's shoulder, so close that he got a light shove from Slade. After picking himself up and trying to hide the dent in the wall, he grabbed the laptop for himself. "Oh, yeah, we can!"

"Sure we can, baby… wanna play right now?" Red suggested, motioning to my living-room.

"Stop that, I don't even have a sofa!" I said.

"No, but that recliner will do just fine." The thief told me happily, and the pair disappeared to make some strange noise, which would freak out my neighbors.

"I told you that you should work on 2060." Slade said smugly. "No little annoying red-heads in that…"

"No, just one big annoying old man." Robin snorted. "I wanted to talk to you about the next chapter. I want you to delete it."

"You'll do no such thing." Slade immediately said. "Robin, mind the writer."

Robin pointed to one of the Christmas-fics numbly, and Slade glanced at it.

"All right, so sometimes she's wrong…"

"It's not my fault!" I tried. "Believe me! I mean, sure I will enjoy having you do that, but… you know… I… don't make any money from it?" I hoped the last thing was soothing, but I only got a snort in reply.

"You are all just mental." Robin muttered. "Come, Slade, you are buying me a hot-dog with ice-cream on top."

"Cravings." Slade explained. "I'll keep an eye on you, Wynja, don't do anything you'll regret."

"Okay." I whimpered, wondering if getting out of the country would help me at all. Probably not.

"Hey, we're leaving too!" I heard Red shout from the hall. "We broke the chair. Sorry."

"No worries, I would have had to get a new one anyway." I sighed. As the door closed on the group I sat back and wondered if it would be such a bad idea to switch fandom. Maybe to 'The Little House on the Prairie'. I looked down on the laptop once more, read through all of the suggestions and smirked. Maybe. But I would sure as hell have fun with these first…

The End

A/N: thank you for all the requests! As you understand all the slots are filled! The first review got the first of December and so on… all those who got a story have been informed… wish me luck!