The Trouble with Villains and Heroes
 Written by Her Royal Highness Princess Kiela S., and the infamous Pirate Crisis Haylo.

Note from Kiela: . . . . 'Half chapter.' . . . . What? That's all I've got to say on the matter, so deal with it.

Reviewer responses by Crisis:
puffin: Thank you so much! Don't worry, we're working on the story, but it's a bit hard since we leave one state away from each other now. Place sad emote here.
Princess of Mirrors: Well, if you've watched the season 3 episode 'A League of Their Own' parts 1 and 2 you would get the whole Brainiac thing. Tee hee. Hm, it a was a little far fetched? Drats, there goes our realism. Or lack of. Huh? What?
Nikana: Wow you talk as if we don't update for years! Geesh don't you people have any patience? Cwisis sad! For now just enjoy the outtakes. Again.
SnakeMisterss: Hehe, thanks! We hope you'll enjoy the whole undercover event when it comes around. Kiela and I know we'll be enjoying it.
Dooley: Tada! We updated, happy? Good. Though you'll have to wait for chapter 3.
LaBOBuren: What? You hate our bloopers? Is that what you're implying? You make my stomach sad you know? But. . . . you get brownie points for liking my ending note. I love you. . . .
um: That was a blooper. Hey we get bored of our own story sometimes. Silly boo boo head!
Saturn's Hikari: You could so be our announcer! That would be so peachy :) Thanks for your compliments on the whole hideout introduction. We had fun writing that part. Oh and do not fear more V/R-ness along with the other pairing we mentioned are to come.
I-Shave-Clowns: Yeah! Thanks for finding our outtakes funny! We love seeing good feedbacks about them. Well I do anyway, don't know about Kiela. (Imaginary Kiela: I do too! Hello? Crisis? Are you listening to me?)
Draga: Yes there will be bloopers after each chapter. I hope you'll enjoy the others just as the first one!

The Trouble with Villains and Heroes:
Chapter 2.5, "Watch Them Get It Wrong! Part 2"


"TTwVaH Act 2, Scene 1, Take 7!" Snap.

"Action!"

They eventually decided on who was going to be in which group, and when to meet the next day, Friday, which was going to be difficult for Static and Gear because it was a school day. As they were assigning areas for the groups to search, Backpack sat up and gave off a bell like alarm. Upon hearing it, Static jumped to his feet, looking more than just a little bit panicked.

"Oh, man! I'm gonna be late for dinner! My pops is gonna kill me!" he blurted, as he dashed towards the back room of The Gas Station. Gear quirked and eyebrow, and had just opened his mouth to say something, when there was a squeak of rubber against tile, and Static stumbled. He had too much momentum going, because of how fast he had been running, and he did a strange, and decidedly funny looking flip and roll, crashing through the door leading to their storage area. Everyone blinked at the doorway he had disappeared through, and the camera panned uncertainly back and forth between the table and the door, before Gear pushed off and up out of his chair, skating over to the entrance to the other room with a concerned frown firmly on his face.

"Hey, Static, I'm the one with the skates, here. You don't even have shoelaces to trip over," the blond was saying, as he rolled to a stop just outside of the room's entrance. A groan that sounded faintly like the words 'oh, shut up' answered him, and as Gear's expression turned to relief, there was a shout from off screen:

"Cut!" And the screen went dark.

"TTwVaH Act 2, Scene 3, Take 10!" Snap

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"Action!"

There was a moment of silence following this statement, and then Sharon opened her mouth to ask what, exactly, this slightly. . . . different looking girl was talking about. She didn't get the chance; just then Robert Hawkins came walking down the stairs, asking, "Who's that at the door?"

As he was talking, the shadows on the wall, opposite the banister, that the stairs were built against began to darken. The blackness stretched, and grew, and then slid silkily down the steps to a spot just behind the two panicked and frozen teen boys standing in front of the open doorway. When the darker than dark shadow reached its destination, its shape changed into that of a raven with two glowing white, slanted eyes. The bird's wings spread, and it gave out a silent screech, head stretching upward, and then it vanished, leaving a pale grey skinned girl in its place.

She had short, dark blue-purple hair, which was cut at a sharp angle on either side of her face so that the ends of her 'bangs' slanted down from the back of her neck towards her shoulders. She was wearing a cloak, and it was. . . . pink. It was, possibly, the brightest hot pink color ever invented, and everyone present blinked at her in open shock. Raven giggled as she noticed the surprised stares, a half nervous and half amused sound, in a strange reverse of her normal behavior, before she managed to clap a hand over her mouth. Her robe's color abruptly melted back to its normal midnight blue, as she said, "Well, great. If anyone needs me," and the bite in her tone suggested no one would, or there would be a price to pay, "I'll be meditating in my trailer."

The set was quiet with shock as she drifted out, and then the director yelled, "Cut!"

"TTwVaH Act 2, Scene 3, Take 11!" Snap.

"Action!"

It was at about this time that Beast Boy and Robin showed up, the former coughing in a way that suggested he couldn't get rid of a bad smell, and the latter brushing his hair clean of the white dust that was the cause of all this trouble to begin with. The two new arrivals blinked at the scene before them in open confusion: Virgil was trying to keep the couch between himself and Sharon, and, failing that, using Richie as a human shield to keep himself safe from the sharp rap of his sister's spatula.

"Stop protecting him, Richie! If you don't move, I'm going to blame you, too!" Sharon ordered, her tone exasperated, as her quarry's long-time friend once again shielded him from her.

"Now, Sharon," the blond said patiently, as he was once again maneuvered around so that he stayed between the quarreling siblings. "What kind of boyfriend would I be if I did that? Not a very good one, I'd say." The partial smile his mouth was curving into as he spoke seemed to deflect any effects of the slack jawed expressions of disbelief adorning the Titans' faces, as well as the snickers coming from somewhere behind the camera. Virgil grinned wolfishly at his sister, though the edges of it looked teasing, and– if you glanced at it just the right way– downright amused, before slipping his arms possessively around Richie's waist.

Sharon stared at them blankly for a moment, as the situation was registering, before blinking several times. "I knew it!" she cried gleefully. "See, Daddy, I told you I wasn't imagining things!" Robert, still standing on the stairs, cleared his throat nervously as Richie and Virgil twisted around to stare at him accusingly.

By this point, the camera had acquired an alarming wobble, shaking in a way that suggested the one holding it was trying to hold in laughter. Unfortunately it didn't work, and the scene was called to cut as the head of the film crew collapsed, laughing so hard that her breathing had ceased to occur naturally. There was a confused rush to help, and the screen blanked out.

"TTwVaH Act 2, Scene 3, Take 12!" Snap

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"Action!"

Sharon's eyes narrowed suddenly, and the spatula in her hand flew up once again to point directly into Richie's understandably startled face.

"You! First of all, I'm as angry with you as I am with Virgil! I had to find out that the two of you are superheroes through someone else! But then, I should have known you–" here she gestured at Virgil, "– really were Static the first time I saw Gear! After all, the way the two of you act around each other is obvious!"

"Huh?" the two boys in question asked at the same time, looking at her quizzically, and she rolled her eyes.

"Oh, for the love of–! You're not fooling anyone with half a brain! The two of you are obviously gay together, and everyone notices it eventually if they hang around you long enough!" Virgil and Richie blinked rapidly in surprise, and then turned to frown at each other.

"You know, she does have a point." Richie said after a moment of thinking on the subject, once again ignoring the shell-shocked looks on the Titans' faces. Virgil raised an eyebrow at him, shrugged, and smiled at him with the smile that he reserved specifically for the blond; Sharon sighed in exasperation, and went back into the kitchen, muttering something under her breath that went along the lines of 'oh, honestly. Denial is so over rated, anyway.'

There were two strangled giggles from off screen, and then the director shouted out from the back, still laughing, "Sharon's right you guys, it's obvious! Stop gawking, Titans, you're just catching flies! Cut now, Kiela!"

"TTwVaH Act 2, Scene 4, Take 8!" Snap.

"Action!"

Hearing this, Robert snapped out of whatever state of shock he had fallen into upon the sudden appearance of the five strange superheroes, and continued descending the stairs. "Well, since you're here, you might as well stay for dinner. At least, if Sharon thinks there'll be enough food." Raven, who was now examining the books on the shelf against the corner wall that was formed by the stairs and the wall, which separated the kitchen from the family room, turned around to look at the man.

"I think that's what Cyborg–" Her sentence was cut off as the bookshelf she had just reached toward to pull a book off of tipped forward in her direction, falling faster than she could react, too quickly for her to get her energy up to keep it from moving. She managed to pull one into existence before it crushed her, though, and pushed it back into place while everyone asked her, in one confused jumble of sound, if she was all right.

"See, Crisis, I told you we should have spent more on the set!" the head of the camera crew hissed loudly, while everything was being sorted out.

"Spent what? We're broke enough as it is! Stop wasting tape and cut already!" Though she muttered something about how the director had no qualms about wasting film on blackmail, compliance was quick to be carried out. The screen went dark just as Beast Boy was helping Raven back up onto her feet.

"TTwVaH Act 2, Scene 4, Take 13!" Snap

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"Action!"

The blond was completely immersed in his conversation with Starfire, and was now questioning her about her planet's government, so, upon seeing the alien girl's expression, Virgil couldn't help but say a variant on the 'inside joke' he had thought up shortly after the first time Static and Gear met the Justice League. "His brain requires all the information on your planet," he said, expression playful, "but don't worry– he won't blow it up when he's done." The Tamaranian was understandably confused, and looked it, but Richie's expression changed abruptly.

"Are you sure about that, Virg?" the blond asked, his voice darkened somehow. His eyes glinted evilly over his glasses, which now reflected the light in the stereotypical 'evil genius' manner, and the left corner of his mouth turned upward in a suspiciously secretive smirk. Virgil's eyebrows lifted at he stared evenly back at his partner, while Starfire looked back and forth between them with a vaguely panicked face. There was silence for a rather long moment, before the two boys cracked up, setting off the rest of the cast and crew.

Eventually the director got her breath back, and yelled, "Okay, Cut!"


Ending Note from Kiela: I think a quote will do nicely: ". . . . . . . . . I got nothing."

Ending Note from Crisis: . . . . . . I wish I had a giant robot.