Yes, yes, I know. I'm a nerd. Like I said; you can all SKIP AHEAD IF YOU DON'T LIKE SELFINSERTIONOMGLAWL.
"What have you done?!" RobinRocks screeched, unable to tear her gaze from the resurrected empath.

Chanceless shrugged. "I didn't do anything. I just so happened to observe that there was a crisis happening in the depths of Cartoon Network. I saw an opportunity, and I seized it."

Raven glared.

Ringbearinggreasergal blinked. "So...how do we put them back?"

"Um."

Sketch groaned. "You don't know?"

"Of course I don't know! I'm not the one who got them here in the first place."

RobinRocks poked Raven, who glared and said nothing. Still. Because the author didn't want her to.

However, she did manage to break a conveniently placed, horrifyingly ugly lamp in the corner with her awesome, deadly, dangerous, destructive, demonic, dark, differentiating telekinesis.

Short and sweet. We have kidnapped Raven! RAWR! You'll never get her back, Titans! Cackles