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The Talk part one

"So let me get this straight", said Cyborg while pinching his nose. Then he looked down at the strangely-colored duo that was eating chocolate ice cream in front of hi. "While we were out fighting a pile of disgusting mud and moving rocks, you two were chowing down on ICE CREAM?!"

"Uhh." Beast Boy and Jinx looked at one another in amusement.

"No" Jinx answered and looked way up at Cyborg as if he were completely insane, and she took another enormous bite of chocolate cream.

"Excuse me", Robin gestured at the slightly melted tub that sat between the two.

"Nope", the changeling piped up with his spoon in his mouth. One side of the leader's black rimmed, white mask rose up skeptically.

"We had sherbet, too."

"You ate the sherbet, too!?" screamed the cybernetic teen as he ran over to the fridge.

"And, boy, was it good", the changeling bragged. The witch nodded her agreement, mouth too full to speak.

"Only half though", Jinx admitted, after she had swallowed, as the very distressed half-robot pulled out the poor mangled cream. Cyborg turned his one red eye and one russet brown eye to the table and glared at the two guilty suspects of the crime.

"One day you will outlive your usefulness" he threatened.

The twosome just stared back at him, alternatively scooping out and swallowing chocolate ice cream.

Realizing his threats were falling on deaf ears, Cyborg stuck the impaired tub of sherbet back into the freezer where it could recover in peace. As he began fixing lunch he muttered about changelings who couldn't ask first and witches who couldn't stay out of other people's ice cream. He was obviously deeply wounded by the state of his sherbet ice cream. And even more hurt that the two hadn't saved him any!

Robin, Raven, and Starfire watched the pink and green ones for any sign that they might break into another all-out war. Jinx noticed them.

"Do have chocolate on my nose or something?" She wiped the bridge of her nose off with a paper towel.

"What's wrong?" Beast Boy managed around a mouthful of cream.

"Just wondering when you got friendly with Jinx" Raven answered with a raised eyebrow.

"We're not friendly!" The mentioned sorceress said the last word with contempt. "We have decided that it's useless to fight in this small interior and are saving our energy for outside."

"We are?" The shapeshifter glanced at her with a confused tilt of his head.

She looked at him from across the not-very-wide table and shook her head disappointedly. Jinx peered over at the other Titans with a look that asked "Is he always this idiotic?" She received no confirmation, yet she knew the answer to her voicelessly asked inquiry.

Silence reigned as the Titans and their captive went about some manner of business of other. Robin went to the computer to spend several long hours staring at it and searching for Slade. Starfire and Cyborg headed to the kitchen counter to begin the precious afternoon meal. Cyborg alternated between correcting Starfire and glaring at Jinx and Beast Boy. Raven sat on the couch and read one of her many creepy books. Beast Boy and Jinx, of course, were sitting at the table finishing off the chocolate ice cream. That lasted about fifteen minutes, and then they made their getaway back to that poor, defenseless bedroom they shared.

Once the tangled-twosome were in their room, safe from the wrath of Cyborg, did they once again begin conversing. Though they did not pick up where they left off when in the common room.

"So…do I get an answer to my question?" the changeling asked from the desk which he was leaning over.

"Which one?" the witch responded from the closet. She was rooting through for something more appropriate for her to where.

"What happened between you and Kid Flash?" Beast Boy inquired.

"No!" Jinx said that one word with such a force that it made her roommate jump slightly.

"Okay" was his response to that little outburst. Beast Boy then and there decided that the subject of Kid Flash was one to tread lightly upon. He wasn't going to give up on it, of course not! This is Beast Boy! The elf who is still trying to get the resident goth to laugh! He'd simply wait and try again. Sooner or later Jinx would let up, and then he'd gather up the information and move onto another topic.

The room became quiet, excluding the clicking of Jinx as she moved around hangers in Beast Boy's closet. Suddenly the sorceress cried out in aggravation.

"There's nothing good in here!"

"What'd ya mean?" The changeling stepped from around the wooden desk for a better look. "Everything's perfect."

Jinx turned to him. "Oh yeah, perfect! Perfectly rotten!"

"Well, that's your fault." Beast Boy walked over to the bed and plopped down on his back.

"What's that supposed to mean?" She stood over the twin bed, looking down at him.

"Oh, nothing" he answered her. Then he muttered under his breath "Nothing some girly, pink, witch would understand."

"What was that?" the said witch all but shrieked.

"I didn't say anything!" the green teen grumbled as he rolled off the opposite side of the bed.

As the teens stood with their backs to each other, there could barely be heard two distinctly different voices mumbling: "Impossible!"

The minutes ticked by as the two muttered appalling things about the other under their breath. Ten minutes. Fifteen minutes. Twenty-three minutes. Twenty-seven minutes. Thirty minutes on the dot.

When the two hands of the black clock pointed opposite directions there could be two voices, now screaming: "What did you say?!"

Jinx took advantage of this moment of inquiry. "I said I needed different clothes."

Beast Boy stared at her in complete confusion.

"Clothes, you know. I wish I could define what they are since you obviously never went to school, but I can't. Let me find a dictionary for you." She spoke slowly and very deliberately, as one would a small child (or when one wants BB to understand).

"Cut it out!" The changeling whined. "I know what clothes are!"

"Good!" The pink-haired teen clapped her hands once in reprieve. "Then we can proceed to my request."

"I want my own clothes. I am not, repeat not, going to keep on wearing your … things." She paused, to make sure he was listening. He was, with a very disturbed expression on his small, green face. "I want at least a few sets of clothing. I want a few jeans, blouses, and some underwear." Beast Boy blushed a pale brown when he imagined exactly what underwear she was talking about.

"I want my own clothing. That's all I'm asking for." She widened her cat-like, rose pink eyes until she appeared young and innocent.

The shapeshifter sighed and dragged her to the door. He then proceeded to drag her down the hall to another Titan's room. He knocked on the door. He couldn't believe he was doing this.

The door opened (Ooo, scary). And Raven's expressionless face peered through the slight four inches that it opened (Ooo, really scary!).

When she saw it was Beast Boy, she tried her best to shut it. Unfortunately (remember this word from chapter eleven?), the green teen was faster and forced the mechanical door open with his arm.

"Jinx wants to talk to you about something I'd rather not talk about", he blurted out in a rush. "Girl stuff."

He shoved Jinx ahead of him and backed away from Raven's firing range. Beast Boy may be considered an idiot, but he does have certain survival instincts!

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