Everyone was wakened the next morning by a delicious smell. As he stepped out of his room, Cyborg inhaled deeply, then raced down the hall madly.
"WAKE UP, EVERYBODY! I SMELL WAFFLES!" he bellowed, slamming himself down at the counter to help himself to the most delicious waffles he'd ever had.
The other Titans rushed in to find a mountain of breakfast foods before them. After a moment of shocked silence, they all helped themselves and feasted on the greatest breakfast of all time. There was even veggie-bacon for Beast Boy, who was a strict vegetarian.
"So it's good?" asked Wren, emerging from behind the large pile of waffles. Five mouths gaped, full of half-chewed food.
"It's excellent! These are the best waffles I've ever tasted!" insisted Cyborg, while also managing to shovel even more food down his mouth. The rest of the Titans just nodded enthusiastically.
"Well, just hurry up and finish so that I can clean up, okay?" said Beth, finally sitting down and eating a little breakfast for herself. There was another stunned silence before chewing and swallowing resumed.
"I think she is definitely in!" said Cyborg for what seemed to be the seventh time. While Beast Boy and Starfire agreed wholeheartedly, Raven and Robin both still had their doubts.
"The ability to make amazing breakfast foods, though quite useful at home, is not exactly a talent that will help us defeat evil," said Raven.
"She's right. If she's really going to be one of us then she's got to be able to fight," agreed Robin. The other three nodded hesitantly. Then Beast Boy brightened again.
"She never said she wanted to be a Titan, she just wants to hang out and feed us awesome food!" he said persuasively. Cyborg and Starfire instantly chimed in.
"Yeah, she could be a real benefit to the team! —We won't have to waste time cooking for ourselves anymore! —It might be nice to have a friend who will braid hair with me! —And she said she'd help with chores—and—I think she should--"
"Oh, Beast Boy, Cyborg, you just think she's pretty! Being good looking and a good cook does not make somebody Titan material!" interrupted Raven, momentarily losing her temper.
"Raven, we all know that you're just jealous---"
"Enough arguing! I think we all get the picture. Even though she said she doesn't fight or have any special abilities, though, I think we should see what she can do. Just in case one of us can't fight and we need a backup. Okay?" asked Robin. Everybody agreed.
"Hey Wren?" asked Beast Boy timidly. "Um…we all know you said that you don't have any powers or anything, but we wondered if you would come train with us anyways. Maybe you can do more than you give yourself credit for?" he was looking down at his feet. She smiled down at him. Raven scowled from the other side of the living room.
"Sure thing. What time?" she replied. Starfire looked up.
"As soon as we get you some better clothes!" she said excitedly.
They spent only one hour at the Mall. Wren's taste in clothes was simple: if it fit , was easy to move around in, and was adequately presentable then it was good. They bought her three pairs of jeans, about five t-shirts, socks and shoes, and a hooded sweatshirt. Then it was time to train.