Downstairs, Starfire was already dressed and watching the daily kitchen feud between Cyborg and Beast Boy. She sipped her daily bottle of mustard from her seat behind the kitchen counter, her face reddening periodically as she listened. Who would have guessed that when the Titans weren't out in public they acted like teens.

"I'M SERIOUS DUDE! GET AWAY!" Cyborg warned, swatting at Beast Boys advancing head. Beast Boy ducked under the blow, a still kicking fish in his hand.

"YOU MADE A DEAL CYBORG! YOU FUCKING OWE ME!" He said, springing back up and shoving the fish in Cyborgs face. He pulled it back abruptly, avoiding a blue blast from Cyborgs gun. Cyborg shot out a hand and caught Beast Boys face in his fist. He lifted him up to his own face.

"No BBQ sauce, no FUCKING SUSHI!" He cocked his arm back and hurled Beast Boy away, sending him crashing against the wall.

Beast Boy groaned as he slid down the wall, wriggling fish still in hand. "Cunt" He said throwing the fish at Cyborg. It smacked him in the face and bounced away.

Starfire blushed and squirted down the rest of the mustard bottle. "Friends, I am confused. My knowledge of the English language tells me that "cunt" means female genitals or, um, vagina. I do not understand."

"I'm calling him a pussy." Beast boy said, picking himself up. He pointed a stiff finger. "Because HE-" Just then the living room door opened and Robin came in. The room went silent. Robin looked like he hadn't slept all night.

"How about some quiet." He said harshly as he stood in the hallway. His voice was low, strained from contained anger. "I'm trying to concentrate." He stared coldly at the silent titans for a minute. Cyborg crossed his arms.

"Robin, are you well?" Starfire finally said worriedly, breaking the silence.

"Yeah, Dude. You don't look so hot, maybe you should try to get some sleep." Beat Boy said. Robin wordlessly turned around and walked away. I don't need sleep. He thought.

"Friends, I am worried about Robin. He has been up in his room all night obsessing about Slade. It cannot be healthy for his mind." She said.

"This always happens when Slade pops back up. The boys got a problem." Cyborg said, leaning against the counter. "He's gotta find something to take his mind off the bastard."

"Ohh! I know!" Starfire brightened "let us have the picnic. It shall be most fun!"

"Hey, yeah! I could bring veggie burgers and stuff." Beast Boy said.

"No! You can't. Nobody likes that stuff man. It's nasty. Get over it." Cyborg stated.

"I will fetch the blanket and basket of the picnic." Starfire said excitedly.

"I'll do the cooking!" Beast Boy said, running off to fetch ingredients.

"Like hell you will" Cyborg said, going after him. Just then the door slid open and Raven walked in, hood down and hair still damp.

"Raven! Won't a picnic be-" Starfire started.

"No" Raven cut her off, moving past her to the living room. She threw herself on the couch and picked up a book next to her.

"You sure?" Cyborg said, sticking his head out from behind a cupboard. "There will be waffles." He tempted. Raven closed her book.

"I'm in" She said

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"Keep looking." Slade instructed coldly. "Your target is a teenage kid of about 15. Black hair, brown skinned, and green eyes. Don't disappoint me minion. Your life depends on this mission.

"Yes master." Came a shaky reply. He hesitated. "But if I may ask, what importance could a kid of 15 possibly have." Slade considered the question.

"He is to be my next apprentice."

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