A/N: Reminiscent of a realization that hit me during history class.
Role Models
The Titans were sitting on their beloved couch in the Ops room, happily eating pizza, eyes focused on the horror movie on the screen in front of them.
Suddenly, Beastboy had a reality check moment.
"We're terrible role models!" he screeched.
Four pairs of eyes stared quizzically at him, the TV and pizza momentarily forgotten.
"I mean, we eat pizza for practically every meal, we don't go to school, we solve our issues with violence, Cy and I play video games all of the time, and the girls are half-dressed!" he exclaimed.
Everyone looked thoughtful for a moment, then shrugged and returned to their movie and pizza.