I was just sitting around and since I can't seem to finish my other stories, :P, I decided to quickly put this one up

I was just sitting around and since I can't seem to finish my other stories, :P, I decided to quickly put this one up.

This is basically the chapter that was inspired by everyone's reviews. I dedicate this chapter to all of you!

Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans.

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Golf

The air was intense. He narrowed his eyes, observing his surroundings. Now was the time when all of his training and knowledge would pay off. He steadied his hands, and concentrated. With a burst of energy, he swung the club. His eyes followed the small round ball as soon as it had made impact, all the way to its landing spot. After hitting two trees, it rolled over to the hole, stopping just a few feet short. Richard smirked, leaning up against his club.

"Just try and beat that, Bruce. I know you can't in one swing, but I still want to see it," He told him, sure that he was going to win this time. Bruce may have been a legendary superhero, but he never did play golf, as many wealthy people did.

"I'll try," Bruce stated, shrugging, "And I'll win. You may have got it close, but now it's time to learn from the master." He walked over towards the ball, staring at it.

"Uh, Bruce? You have to hit it with a club," Richard laughed, knowing that this was the first time Bruce had ever played.

"I'm not going to use one," Bruce replied. Richard stopped.

"What do you mean, not going to use one?" he questioned, "How can you play without one?"

"Watch and learn," He informed him. He narrowed his eyes at the ball, glaring at it. Suddenly, it began to levitate. It floated all the way across the course and dropped straight into the hole. Bruce smiled as Richard's jaw dropped.

"But how did...I mean...the ball...floating..." Richard stuttered.

"Come on, let's got to the next course, golf is fun!" Bruce told him, walking away.

"If that is how you're going to play, then I am never going to play with you again!" Richard yelled, pulling the bags towards the golf cart.

Inflate-O Buddy

She glanced up at the clock for the fifth time in the past minute. A sigh escaped her. Late. She thought to herself, a scowl appearing on her face. She looked down at her dress, wondering if she had dressed up for nothing. The tick of the clock rang in her head, reminding her that her date was supposed to arrive almost two hours before. She had never been stood up before. If one asked her out, than they weren't going to break her heart for fear of her dad. He was usually the one who messed everything up, but that was only after the first sixteen minutes. Her head shot up.

"DADDY!" She screamed, within moments, her father appeared at the top of the stairs.

"What's wrong Mar'i?" He asked, noticing the blue glow of her eyes.

"Where. Is. My. Date?" She asked through clenched teeth. He paled.

"Date? What date?"

"What did you do to him?" she accused. He scratched the back of his neck and gave her a sheepish smile.

"Well, I sort of, kind of, well, you see...I may or may not have told him that if he stepped foot on our street he wouldn't see the light of day again," He offered. Mar'i was anything but pleased.

"I had a date to the fanciest restaurant in town. My favorite band was going to play. Now that you've managed to scare another one off, you need to get me a new one," She commanded him. He looked nervously around the room. If he didn't think of something, he would be killed. If not by Mar'i, then by Kori when she found out.

Suddenly, an idea came to mind. He raced off and came back with a small package. He glanced up at Mar'i's angry face, and then looked at the package. He held it out to her.

"What am I supposed to do with this, Daddy?" she questioned. He took the package back and found a hole in it. He put his mouth to it and began to blow. Within moments a shiny inflatable person was staring at the two of them. Mar'i was not amused.

"Are you out of your mind?! I am not taking an inflatable person to, wait a minute," she looked over at it, then back at her father with disgust, "This is an inflatable Robin. Daddy, why would you think I would want to date an inflatable you?"

"Because I trust him. Plus, he only cost me a dollar fifty at the dollar store," He closed his eyes, looking very proud of himself. Mar'i clenched her fists, and then stomped upstairs. Nightwing looked over at the Inflate-O Buddy.

"What are you looking at?"

I know, I know, only two today. But there will be more later, I promise!

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