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The slumber party was postponed for a few days. When Starfire was so disappointed in that, Ty told her that she could work on planning it. Ty began to set up her room as a "girls only" zone and Starfire began making Tameranian delicacies for snacking.

"Star, what is that?" Beast Boy pulled a spoon out of a bowl full of thick blue goop.

"That is the filling that is placed in the middle of the Cupcakes of New Friendship. Please do not touch it; it must harden for two hours." She took the bowl from him and put it on top of the refrigerator. She then pulled a pink liquid out of it, and poured it into a baking pan and stuck it in the oven at five hundred degrees.

"What was that!" He pointed at the oven that was now omitting heat waves through the door.

"That is Grizshnorb. It is only pink when in its dough form. After it bakes it turns green! Then it is tasteful and when frosted with the Icing of Laughter, it is a delicious treat!" She pulled a blue frosting out of an upper cabinet and held it to his nose. He felt like puking at the smell.

"I think I'll go help Ty." He covered his mouth and ran towards Ty's room, and the bathroom.

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In Ty's room, she was overseeing Robin and Cyborg hooking up a television in her room. "I don't see why I can't help. I have hooked up TV's and DVD players before."

"I'm sure you have, but I don't want you getting hurt." Cyborg sat up from lying under the Entertainment system's TV cabinet. He had a set of red, white, and yellow wires in his hand.

"I'm not going to get hurt plugging in a few wires!" She waved her hands at the pile of chords on the floor next to Robin. "And I'm sure I would understand it better than him!" She pointed at a short gray chord next to his left foot. "That one goes there." His face lit up with instant understanding.

Robin was indeed confused. Cyborg had given him the task of hooking up the speakers for the surround sound, and though he was a genious when it came to weapons, his technological know-how didn't span any further than that.

"I don't see why I need all of this anyway, it's just a sleepover. I'd be fine with a mini TV plugged into a wall outlet. It's not like we are going to actually be watching it."

"This isn't just for the sleepover." Robin put down the speaker that he was trying to hook up. "It's for you."

"What?" She looked completely flabbergasted.

"Well, we figure you are going to be here a while." He waved his arm at the sea of chords and electronics. "It also didn't cost us a dime." He grinned and returned to the speaker he was working on.

"Here let me help." She sat down cross-legged next to him and began unplugging the wires and re-plugging them in other places. "What do you mean by that?"

"This is one of the things I got for you with the Wayne card."

"One of the things?" Cyborg banged his head on the TV. "What do I have to put together next? A car!"

"That's sweet, but I was wondering what you meant by saying that I am going to be here a while." She handed the speaker to Cyborg, who began hooking the chords from it to the TV.

"Exactly what I said." Robin stood up and brushed himself off. "We took a vote on it and decided it would be best for you if we could keep constant surveillance over you and the… Baby…" He was still uncomfortable at the term "baby" but he was getting better.

"You mean I'm not going to Gotham?" She whispered at the floor.

"No, we would rather have you here." He put his hand on her shoulder. She flinched but didn't do anything to move it.

"Thank you." Was all she could say. She plugged in a few more wires and soon Beast Boy walked into the room.

"Oh great! Another technologically challenged individual come to mess with my system!" Cyborg threw up his hands and walked out of the room.

"What's with him?" BB asked as he sat next to Ty.

"Robin is apparently technologically challenged." Ty pointed at Robin who must also be colorblind, because he was trying to plug a yellow cord into a red jack.

Beast Boy decided to help. "This short grey spaghetti-ish wire, where does it go?"

Ty ripped it out of his hands and shooed him out of the room; which left her and Robin alone.

"Ty, have you tried getting that bracelet off using your powers?"

"Yeah. It doesn't work. It was made using materials from some other planet."

"And you can only affect things from our planet."

"You got it." She smiled and hooked up another speaker.

"Something's been bothering me." He took the cables out of her hands and looked directly into her eyes. "When Slade came back, you didn't run away or get scared like you did the first time. Why?"

"I guess it's because I didn't know I had your support. The first time I mean. I still felt alone. I didn't know for sure if I could trust you, and so I was still scared. The second time I knew that you were my friends and I could trust you to help me if I needed it. I wasn't scared once I knew that."

"You are never alone, and you never have been." Robin pointed out. "There are good people in this world, even if it takes a lot of looking to find one."

"Thanks." She finished with the speakers and then sniffed. The scents from the kitchen were seeping through the tower. She suddenly turned pale and teleported into the bathroom.

"So it begins." Robin murmured under his breath. Starfire walked in with a worried expression on her face.

"Is friend Thyme sick?" She asked. Robin nodded. "Then should we not make the soup of the noodled chicken?"

Robin had a brief mental image of a chicken being shoved into a noodle maker. "I think she would like it better if we got rid of that." He pointed at the bowl of blue frosting in her hands.

Well, I said it in rhyme. What more could you ask? Song?