A Series of Unfortunately Awkward Events

CHAPTER THE FOURTH; THE GOOD GAMES

Soon after everyone ate, Cyborg was washing dishes and singing the song that was stuck in his head.

"Whatcha gonna do wit' all dat junk, all dat junk inside your trunk?" He sang.

Starfire popped up behind him and sang, "I'm-a get get get get you drunk, get you love drunk off my hump!" Cyborg, Robin, Raven, and Beast Boy stared at her in shock.

She continued, "My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump! My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely little lumps! Check it out! I drive these fellas crazy, I do--" She was cut off by Robin shoving his hand on her mouth.

Robin looked around shakily. "That was terrifying." Everyone excluding Starfire nodded. "We are never allowing Starfire to listen to rap again. Agreed?" Everyone muttered, 'Agreed'.

Robin turned to Starfire. "Never. Ever. Sing that again. Okay, Star?" She nodded, and Robin moved his hand.

"So..." Beast Boy said to himself. "What to do now that I'm bored? I can't play video games without Cyborg, and Cy's washing dishes... Robin is a sore loser with games... Starfire tried to eat my favorite controller..." He picked up a green controller and rubbed his cheek against it. "It's okay, Beastie junior, no one's gonna eat you anymore..." He cooed. He set the controller down again. "I'm not going to play alone or I'll faint from my supremeness and that it's too easy to play alone, so..." Beast Boy glanced at Raven while she made tea with her special teapot. He grinned evilly and got the superglue from the last night...

Raven sat down on the couch with a mug of tea, then grimaced as she felt something sticky on her back and legs. She tried to stand up to see what it was, but couldn't. She sighed a sigh of exasperation.

"Beast Boy, you didn't." Beast Boy came out from behind the couch laughing like mad. In the blink of an eye, he took her tea, put it on the table, then put a purple controller covered with glue in her hands. Raven's eyes turned black and she prepared to launch him out the window.

"And, for added security..." He trailed off and put a line of glue on the side of his right arm and quickly pressed his arm against her left arm. Now, they were forcefully sitting side by side. "Now you can't throw me! Ha! Smart, huh?"

Raven seethed as Beast Boy grabbed his controller. "No," She spat. "Now we're stuck like this until we get goo-be-gone, and then another twelve hours!" Beast Boy ignored her and turned on the Gamestation with his toe.

"Wooooo!... Super Mario Kart!" said the TV. Raven inwardly sighed with relief. At least it doesn't involve happy fun fun ponies or something like that...

Beast Boy chose Yoshi and made the Yoshi noise in synchronization. Raven reluctantly selected Mario and mumbled something.

"What was that?" Beast Boy said in disbelief.

"Nothing," Raven said boredly.

"No, I heard you! You said, 'Nice choice!' At the same time as Mario! You knew about this game! And I haven't chosen Mario, so you wouldn't know what he said! You've played this before! SWEET!" Beast Boy ranted.

"No, I said it because you chose Yoshi, who's a green animal. My sarcasm just happened to match that of Mario's." She replied truthfully.

Beast Boy tilted his head. "Mario wasn't being sarcastic. He's complimenting you."

"No, not really," Raven replied. "How would you like to be minding your own business when suddenly you're plucked out of your daily life to participate in a life threatening race? I bet Mario is a Goth."

A thought bubble appeared over Beast Boy's head. It had a picture of Mario, then a plus sign, then the word 'GOTH', then an equal sign, then a picture of Mario with black clothes and hat, pure white skin, and black eye shadow. Beast Boy shuddered. "All right, let's just play."

The screen showed Yoshi Valley and said, "3... 2... 1... GO!" Beast drove forward, but Raven just turned and drove right off the edge. Beast Boy paused and put his hands over Raven's. "Here, hold the A button to accelerate, B to brake, move the joystick to turn, and hold R while you move to make a sharp turn."

Raven nodded and said calmly, "You do realize right now you are doing the equivalent of holding my hand, right?" Beast Boy took his hands back as Raven said, "Guess not."

When Beast Boy unpaused the game, Raven drove off the edge again. "Hey, you did that on purpose!" He said.

"You're making me play video games, but you can't make me play them right," She said.

"Fine," Beast Boy said. "If you don't play video games and try to win, I'll send this picture of you wearing the clothes you got from Mother Mae Eye to every newspaper in Jump City!" Raven reluctantly agreed to play right.

Beast Boy restarted the game and Raven drove correctly this time. In fact, really correctly. Correctly enough to narrowly beat Beast Boy.

"Dude! How-- When-- Who--" He babbled.

Raven smirked. "Most video games have to do with strategic timing, geometry, or just push every button and you win. You can't do any of these due to your small mind and tiny, tiny hands."

"Hey! My mind is average sized!... And my hands are delicate, not small..." He finished timidly. Raven sighed and they both were coated with black. Half a second later, the black went away, and Raven stood up, completely rid of glue.

Beast Boy stared at her. "... Couldn't you have done that last night?"

Raven froze and pulled up her hood. "I, uh, couldn't concentrate."

Silence. Beast Boy spoke.

"... Awkward."