A green squirrel scurried up the heavy chain of a down anchor. It reached the guardrail and jumped up on the elevated building that lead down to the bowels of the ship. It transformed into a tight-lipped Beast Boy who looked left and right suspiciously. All clear, he waved to his teammates.

Terra and Static Shock floated up on earth and metal as quietly as possible. Cyborg jumped from the dock and landed on the deck of the ship, landing with just a soft thump despite his huge size. Starfire set down softly beside him and Raven emerged from a black teleporting hole. Lastly, Robin landed in a crouch on the guardrail with no sound other than the slight rustling of his cape.

He scanned the area from his behind his eye mask.

No one.

He stepped down to the deck of the ship and spotted the door that lead down into the cabin. He looked over his shoulder and pointed at it. Silently, the Teen Titans gathered around it. When everyone was in place, Robin held his breath before raising his metal-tipped boot and kicking the door in.

CRASH!

"What the!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The man inside fell off the bed even as the woman quickly covered herself with a blanket.

Robin's face turned beet red.

"Um...sorry." The Boy Wonder scratched the back of his head. "Wrong ship."

The man inside frowned at him. He walked over to the door.

WHAM!

And slammed it in Robin's face.

The Titans collectively blinked.

"Did you see that?" Static broke the silence. "That girl was so checking me out-"

Robin stomped by him like a thundercloud.

"Can it, Virgil."

"Hey! What did I say about calling me-"

"CAN IT!"

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With as little decorum as possible, I slammed the thug against the front desk at JCPD with Noir trailing behind me.

The young man behind the desk looked up quickly, his face surprised.

"Um...can I help you?"

"Room for one, please." I said pleasantly, nodding at the red-faced thug beside me who was muttering under his breath.

The receptionist looked at me closer.

"Are you that new Titan?"

"We're those new Titans." I pointed my thumb back at Noir.

"It's nice to know the Titans are getting more help."

I looked around, anxious to get out of there. This wasn't my first trip to a police station...

"So...can I just leave this guy with you?"

"Is he from the museum heist last night?"

I nodded.

"Yup. I'm sure he's anxious as all get out to see his buddies again."

"We have a couple of detectives on the case. Let me call them down to take him off your hands."

He turned away to speak into the the intercom. I did the same and looked over at our captive.

"Any more wise remarks before you leave us?"

"Kiss my ass." He spat.

I was about to reply, but Noir waved his arm to get the thug's attention. Then he signed and made a fist around his thumb.

The criminal looked questioningly at me.

"What does that mean?"

"Roughly translated?" I smirked. "It means 'asshole'."

The thug grumbled.

Noir looked a little embarrassed, but I gave him a high five anyway. That had been a good one.

The thug looked at the receptionist.

"Tell those guys to get here quick. The sooner I can get away from Jay and Silent Bob here, the better."

He didn't have to wait long. A few minutes later, the elevator dinged and door slid open. A pair of men walked out with a brusque swagger. One had a face of unshaven black stubble and wore a crumpled gray suit with the tie loose. The other looked as if he was a shady private investigator with his long dusty coat and seventies mustache.

"Decker, Walker." The receptionist said. "He's over there."

The two detectives walked over to us with no preamble.

"That the last nutjob from the museum heist?" Decker asked us.

"That's him." I said.

Walker shook his head.

"The Titans don't usually let petty bastards like him get away." He looked at me knowingly.

"Hey! We're new at this. Give us a break."

"Rookies, huh?" Decker snorted. "Yeah, well, don't dick around and get yourselves killed."

"Heh...we'll keep that in mind."

Decker kicked the thug in the shin.

"All right, get you ass up."

The thug struggled a little when Decker forced him to his feet.

"H-hey!" He protested. "Aren't you even gonna read me my rights?"

Decker looked at Walker.

"Nah," Walker decided. "Maybe later if I'm feeling horny."

Both Noir and I blinked at they led him away. Noir slowly looked at me.

I looked back at him.

"Those guys..."

Noir waited expectantly.

"Are frickin' awesome!"

Noir pratfalled.