Here it is! Finally! Yeah, I wouldn't blame you guys if you wanted to bash me upside the head for taking so long. As you've probably heard, I was grounded from the computer for reading fanfics when I was supposed to be doing my homework (though I didn't realize I that I was supposed to be doing that). And seriously, I had closed out of the internet by the time my mom got over to the computer. It's just one of those creepy mom things. She just knew. ((Twilight Zone music plays)) Anyways,school's out ('cept for exams, dang nabbit) so that won't be happening anymore.

Oh, and by the way, if your suggestion isn't here, it still might show up in one of the next chappies, so don't worry.

Credits for this chapter:

Candygoth

If I forget to give anyone credit for a chapter, please tell me right away! I'll smack myself upside the head, and say, "Myself," ('cause that's whatI call myself),"you are a numbskull," and then change it ASAP.

"I can't believe you beat me," Robin muttered.

"Yeah, well ya better believe, bird-boy, cuz I just kicked your butt. Booyah!" Cyborg gloated. "'Kay, B, you're up." Beast Boy held out his hand for the controller, but Robin took no notice.

"You must have cheated," Robin said accusingly. "I want a rematch."

Cyborg mock-frowned at him. "I thought we already had this little talk. You really need to let go of that 'Winning isn't everything, it's the only thing'...thing." Robin just grumbled something under his breath and sulked off.

"Um, dude, I still need the controller...Ow!" Beast Boy cringed as the controller bounced off his head. "He is way too competitive," he muttered, picking it up off the floor from where it had bounced off of him after Robin chucked it.

Beast Boy and Cyborg began their game, throwing the usual insults at one another. Both were too wrapped up in the game to notice when the doors slid open and another person entered the room.

"Don't even try, grass stain, you know you can't pass me-"

"Hey guys! Can I play winner?" Both boys jumped a little and glanced back to see who it was. Raven stood behind the couch, looking intently at them, then back up at the game.

"Uh...sure..." Cyborg said, still stunned at the question, or, more specifically, the person who asked it. He also noticed that she was now sporting her new purchases from the night before, jeans and a bright purple tee. Her hair was also pulled into a high ponytail, and it almost looked like she was wearing lip gloss. He chose not to comment on this, and instead asked, "Since when do you play video games?"

Raven shrugged. "I never have, it just looked like a lot of fun! So this is like, a racing game?"

"Yeah..."

"And you're the white car?"

"...Yeah..." Cyborg said, still staring at Raven in shock.

"And BB's the green one?"

"...Yeah..."

"And you do realize that the green car thingy just passed the white one?"

"Yeah- I mean, WHAT!" He turned back to the screen, but it was too late.

"Yeah, dude, I totally beat you! Go Beast Boy, go Beast Boy...Who da man? I da man!" Raven giggled, while Cyborg just glared at him.

"Yo, li'l man, that's not fair! I was talking to Raven-"

"Well, then, you should probably pay attention while you're playing!" Beast Boy smirked, not to be deterred by the fact that the only way he could beat Cyborg was when Cyborg wasn't looking at the screen.

"You...you li'l cheater! I demand a rematch!"

Beast Boy laughed. "Dude, now you're starting to sound like Robin! Besides, it's Raven's turn now."

"That's right, Chrome Dome! Hand over the controller!" Raven said. Grinning slyly, she added, "Unless you're afraid I'm gonna beat your high score..."

Cyborg snorted at this prospect and handed her the game controller. "Whatever." He flopped down on the couch, off to the side. "Raven playing video games? Now this I gotta see..."

The race between Beast Boy and Raven was very close, which was saying something, seeing as Beast Boy was a pretty decent gamer and Raven had never played before. All four sets of eyes (Robin had returned halfway through the second lap, just as shocked as Cyborg to see Raven playing) were fixated on the screen, Raven and Beast Boy pressing buttons like crazy. Two cars, a green one and a navy blue one, were zooming down the track, neck-and-neck, with the finish line in sight. But in the end...

"Booyah! I won, I won, I won!" Raven grinned. "Thought you could beat me, didn't ya, you little grass stain? But ya didn't, did you, because I beat you, I beat you, I beat yooou..." she said in a sing-song voice. Starfire floated into the room at this moment, only to find her friend doing a victory dance on the couch.

"Please, what is the cause for celebration?" she inquired, staring at her gloating friend. Starfire was also wearing new clothes, a scarlet tank top that matched her hair and a jean miniskirt. Cyborg, Raven, and Beast Boy snickered at Robin's buggy-eyed expression before turning back to Starfire.

"Oh, nothing, Star, I just whooped BB's butt at his own game!" She smirked at him, only to have him stick his tongue out at her.

Starfire stared blankly at Raven, but then smiled. "Congratulations, friend Raven, for doing the 'whooping of the butt'! Perhaps I should prepare the celebratory glorg?"

"Uh, no need, Star, it's not that big a deal," Raven said quickly. "Nice outfit, by the way."

"Thank you, Raven! I also am liking your choice of apparel. Perhaps we should retrieve the fits of out that we purchased for friends Robin, Beast Boy, and Cyborg?"

Raven snickered at the boys' fear-stricken faces. "Yeah, maybe tonight. We could make them put on a fashion show for us!" She giggled. Starfire began to, too, but stopped.

"Friend Raven, I fear we cannot engage in such activities tonight. I have...already made the plans for this evening. I have been meaning to tell you..."

Raven looked at her friend quizzically. "What're you planning, Star?"

"I have decided to do the throwing of a party of slumber!"

This could be interesting...

Oh, and for you morons (but I mean that in the nicest way), a 'party of slumber' is a slumber party. Duh.

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Crap, now I really want a cookie.