Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans. I wanted looked for a huge box shaped like Cyborg for my b-day, but all I got was $40.

Chapter 5

Robin kept singing as he knocked on Beast Boy's door.

"I am too sexy for my cat," he sang. "Too se…"

He stopped as he looked into Beast Boy's room. For once, he could actually see the floor, and his bed was fixed. But what shocked him most of all was that the room was dark, he no longer had his GameStation, and his TV was covered by a black cloth. (I thought I saw a TV in his room.)

"Hey Robin," Beast Boy said in an unenthusiastic tone. "What brings you here?"

"I thought I should check on you guys. You feeling okay?" Robin asked.

"Never better. Now if you don't mind, I'd like to finish sharpening my axe," Beast Boy stated monotonously.

Robin could not believe what he was hearing. He felt a bit perturbed. I mean, even Raven wasn't this Goth. And for BB to be this way was a little too freaky for him.

"How? What? Where did you get that?"

"I made it myself. I went outside and got some wood and stone. I also made this spikeball. Want it?"

"Uh, when did you go outside?"

"Just a while ago. Do you want it or not?"

"Beast Boy, you hate going outside. You're usually indoors playing Gamestation." Robin's eyes scanned the room again. There were depressing pictures on the wall, like The Scream. And instead of video games in his room, there were shelves filled with… books. And not just any books either. The titles included How to Torture Innocent Puppies, Voodoo Your Friends, Awaken the Dead, How to Arise the Devil, and many others along those lines.

"Beast Boy, where did you get all those books?" he asked. "Did you get them from Raven?"

"Please, Raven's such a wuss. She's too much of a wimp and goody two shoes to get anything like those. All her books concern magic used for "good". Pfft. That's kid stuff. She's so weak minded."

"Don't talk about Raven that way!" Robin said, defending his friend.

"Ooh, pretty boy's got a crush on the wannabe Goth girl," BB retorted.

"I do not!" Robin shouted, steaming.

"I do not," BB mimicked him, opening and closing a book as if it were a mouth. "Then you're gay?"

"No, I'm not gay!"

"Oh yeah, that's right. You're lesbian. And pregnant too," BB responded cruelly.

"How could I be lesbian? I'm a boy! And straight too! And I can't be pregnant because I'ma boy!"

"Mmhmm. Right. Sure." Beast Boy finished sharpening his axe. "Get out."

"No, I'm your leader, and I have a right to know what you're going to do with a dangerous weapon like that!" Robin stated assertively.

"Trust me, what you're about to see is not for the weak minded."

"I'm not weak minded!"

"Oh yeah, I forgot. You're pregnant and delusional. Trust me. You don't want this trauma affecting your child."

"I'm a BOY!" he shouted as loudly as he could.

"Just get out."

"No. I have a right to know."

"Fine. But trust me. You won't like it." BB started to remove Robin's shirt.

"BB, are you sure that you're not gay?" Robin asked.

Beast Boy was annoyed by this, but decided it would be funny if he played along. "Shh," he whispered seductively. "Don't let anyone know what we're doing in here," he said softly, gently stroking Robin's chest at the same time.

"Beast Boy!" Robin shouted. "What the flip are you doing!"

"You know you want me, Robin," BB said in a sultry voice as he leaned against Robin. "It's just you and me, now. Nobody else needs to know."

"That's it, I'm getting out of here!" Robin shouted, totally creeped out. He ran out as fast as he could, screaming like a little girl, and slammed the door as hard as he could.

"No, Robin! I have always loved you!" BB screamed so loudly that everyone in the hallways could hear it. Afterwards, he laughed so hard and grabbed his axe. He then raised it and smashed a watermelon. "Mm, watermelon," he said.

Robin panted like crazy. He was also sweating from the shock. Much to his dismay, he found Starfire also there next to him. And boy, did she look pissed.

"Robin, this is about the worst way to apologize. You cannot make me jealous of… Beast Boy. If you think that not dating anymore girls is going to help, well, you're wrong! Consider us still, over!" She then slapped him again, leaving another red mark on the other cheek.

"Oh, man." He rubbed his sore cheek. "She still wants me. She's just playing hard to get. Wow," he said as he looked down at his chest. "I must be really good if I can attract not just girls, but guys as well." He walked off with a smug look on his face.

"Well, I should probably make dinner," he said. He walked toward the kitchen singing, "I got the power!"

All right, I don't own that song either. If I'm freaking you out now, just wait. I have much more in store for the next chapters.

Finally! I did this chapter all by myself without my sister giving me ideas or typing for me. Sure, it took a lot longer than usual, but I've got it down. (Gets hit in the head with my sis' dictionary, trust me, a HUGE dictionary.)

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