No one got who Cyborg or Hotspot were gonna be! I don't blame you mind, they were hard! Emily Snow12 was the only person to guess!

Actually…

Cyborg was a clock! (To be more specific, Cogsworth from Beauty and the Beast!)

Hot Spot was Father Christmas! (Santa Clause, St Nick, whatever you call him! Don't you get it? He dresses in red but lives in the Arctic! Red yet cold? Never mind)

So, here's the next part as requested by a friend!

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"Okay guys!" Flare said as she clapped her hands and stopped pacing to face the Titans. They just stared back, obviously annoyed. "This next scene is between The King and the duke! Hot Spot, Beast Boy, get into your places!"

Hot Spot was once again in his King outfit. He was sitting in a large chair in front of a desk, on which were his feet.

"Hot Spot, feet off the desk!"

"But I'm the king! Therefore, I can do what I want!"

"Not while I'm director you're not! Now, MOVE YOUR FEET!"

Hot Spot reluctantly moved his feet of the desk and leant forward grumpily, his head resting on is crossed arms.

"Annoying woman…" he muttered under his breath. Flare ignored him.

"Okay people! Take one!"

Hot Spot sat at his desk, shuffling through some papers when Beast Boy burst in wearing his turquoise suit. He also had a spectacle hanging from his breast pocket.

"Sire! Sire! I have heard news tha-woah!" Beast Boy screamed as he tripped over something and landed in a heap, the papers he were holding covered his body and the floor around him. He was still screaming.

"CUT! What the heck Beast Boy?" Flare asked through clenched teeth as she marched on stage and loomed over him, hands on her hips. "What was the screaming for? This isn't a horror movie!"

"Sorry!" he said as he got up and brushed himself down, laughing nervously. The remaining Titans began to clear up the papers that littered the stage floor.

"Take two!"

Hot Spot was sitting at his desk again, looking through some papers, again, when Beast Boy came running in, again.

"Sire! Sire! I have heard news that you son will be returning home tomorrow!"

"Tomorrow? We must start preparing immediately!" Hot Spot jumped up unenthusiastically.

"CUT! Hot Spot! More enthusiasm! Take three!"

… (A/N I can't be bothered to do the beginning part of the scene!)

"Tomorrow? We must start preparing immediately!" Hot Spot jumped up with much more enthusiasm; unfortunately for him, he landed awkwardly on the desk, causing it to topple over.

"CUT! Love the enthusiasm Hot Spot, but that was too much!"

"Gee, sorry."

Flare ignored him.

"Take four!"

… (A/N Again, I can't be bothered)

Hot Spot jumped up and ran over to Beast Boy.

"Preparing for what, Sire?"

"Why, for the ball of course!" Hot Spot answered as though it was the most obvious thing the world.

"Ball?" Beast Boy asked, confused.

"For the return of the prince of course! We must start preparing! Go and write invitations and send them to out to every house hold with eligible maidens! GO GO!"

"Why every edible maiden?"

"Because I want Pri-"

"CUT!"

Both Titans sighed and looked at Flare who was silently laughing.

"What was wrong with it this time?"

"Beast Boy, is eligible maidens, not edible maidens! You don't eat them!"

"Sorry!"

"Take five!"

… (A/N Bovered?)

"Why every eligible maiden?"

"Because I want prince Robin married off as fast as possible! The faster he marries, the faster I'll become a grandfather!"

"Of course Sire, whatever you say," and with that, Beast Boy walked off.

Flare stopped the camera and faced the rest of the Titans.

"Okay guys! This next scene is when Cinderella receives the letter from the Duke and has to interrupt her stepsisters singing lessons! Let's go!"

Flare went to one of the sets and started to walk around it, getting deciding on positions while the three girls put the finishing touches on their costume. She was greatly surprised when she turned around to be face to fact with an angry looking Argent and Jinx.

"I don't sing." Jinx told her plainly, crossing her arms.

"Too bad. You're going to anyway. You don't have to be good! The worse the better!"

"I still won't sing." Jinx insisted, not moving.

"Neither will I." Argent added, looking mift.

"I don't care! You will sing and you will like it!"

"I'll sing, but I won't like it." Argent said, glaring slightly.

"Fine! As long as you're singing."

"She can sing, but I'm not!" Jinx insisted.

"Yes you will!"

"No I won't!"

"Yes you will!"

"No I won't!"

"YES YOU WILL!"

"NO I WON'T!"

"Do you want me to tell Kid Flash you have a crush on him?"

"NO!"

"Then sing!"

"…Fine."

Soon, everything was ready and all of the props were in position.

"Take one!"

Raven was sitting at a large piano, wearing her maroon dress. She stretched her fingers before playing a complicated piece of music. Her fingers were moving so fast you could hardly see them. Jinx and Argent were sitting down on chairs next to the piano, looking very confused.

"Raven, you're meant to play the music on the stand!" Flare told the empathy, indicating the music stand on which were a few pieces of paper. Raven stopped playing and looked through the music. She sighed and played a little bit of 'Sing Sweet Nightingale'. Flare nodded in approval.

"Take two!"

Raven was still sitting at the piano. She started to play 'Sing sweet Nightingale'. Jinx and Argent, who were in their bright orange and fuchsia pink dresses, sat in chairs next to the piano. They began to sing:

"Oh, sing sweet nightingale
Sing sweet nightingale
High above me
Oh, sing sweet nightingale
Sing sweet nightingale…"

"Cut! You're singing too nicely! Sing off key!"

"Oh, sing sweet nightingale
Sing sweet nightingale
High above me
Oh, sing sweet nightingale
Sing sweet nightingale…"

"That's better. Okay, scene three from the top!"

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Sorry, I had to rush the ending! I wanted to upload this chapter today and I have to go in, like, two minutes! Review please!