A Change of Venue 2
"Of course, he copied his DNA and Beast Boy's powers are derived from his DNA," John said.
"Cool!" Beast Boy exclaimed. "Do a howler monkey!"
Beast Boy and Cyborg quickly turned into howler monkeys and screeched happily at one another.
"Oh god, there's two of them," Robin moaned and everyone retreated indoors to escape the noise.
"So what were the other reasons for choosing Beast Boy?" Raven asked, the empath knowing there was more than what was said.
"If I did Robin, it would expose his face," John pointed out, "which he wouldn't like."
"True," Robin agreed.
"Why not choose Cyborg?" Raven asked.
"Because he can't copy his own DNA, so he's out."
"And me?" Raven asked.
"Emotion activated powers that I have no experience with," John said. "I'll pass."
"Same for me?" Starfire asked.
John shifted back into himself and held out a hand for Starfire to take, which she did curiously, shaking her head a second later.
John transformed into Starfire, frowning and moving his shoulders around before unbuttoning his top a bit. "This feels... strange."
"You do not like being me?" Starfire asked.
"Being female is completely outside my experience," John said. "It feels different, not bad, and I have the strangest urge to take a shower and try out the pulsating shower head."
Starfire beamed. "Would you like me to help you?"
"Please," her doppelganger said.
Robin and Raven watched as the two vanished down the hall.
"Am I dreaming?" Robin asked.
Raven shook her head. "From what I know of you, you lack the capacity to dream all this up."
Later...
"Dude, you catch on quick," the uniformed Beast Boy told his t-shirt wearing twin.
"Probably 'cause I've seen you do it so many times," Cyborg said, "and I gotta say, being you rocks!"
"It is a pretty sweet gig," the green teen admitted.
"Where'd everyone go?" Cyborg asked, seeing Robin and Raven drinking tea and watching the news.
"John and Starfire are sharing a shower as she teaches him how to use the pulsating shower head on her body, as he's copied her form," Robin said.
"And you're not upset?" Beast Boy asked.
"As Raven has pointed out, and I have to agree with her, we don't know a lot about Tamarian culture, so it's entirely possible I've been giving her the equivalent of blue balls just by my normal behavior," Robin admitted.
"Or making out with your identical twin is a Tamarian fetish," Raven offered.
"Twin naked soapy Starfires?" the two green Titans muttered, getting a far off look in their eyes.
"Apparently it's their fetish," Raven said dryly.
"It's a pleasant mental image," Robin admitted.
"...yes," Raven agreed. "I don't have to be gay to admire beauty."
"True," Robin said as he sipped his tea.
"So what are you going to do?" Beast Boy asked, recovering quicker than his twin as he had more experience with his libido.
"Be more aggressive and ask her about her peoples' customs," Robin said.
"You're taking this a lot better than I would," Cyborg said.
"Batman taught me a lot about self-control, but it helps that she is her twin right now," Robin admitted.
"It would, wouldn't it?" Beast Boy pondered thoughtfully.
"- I did not know I was so flexible," Starfire said as she and John returned.
"You never know until you try," John replied cheerfully before resuming his normal form.
"Tired of being me?" Starfire asked.
"No, I was nearing the hour limit so I changed back," John explained.
"Hour limit?" Cyborg asked.
"Yeah, normally if you hold a morph for more than an hour you get stuck in it."
"Shouldn't you be panicking?" Beast Boy asked Cyborg.
"Why?" Cyborg asked. "I'm not only fully organic, I also have your powers. What's not to like?"
"True," Beast Boy agreed smugly.
"Plus, the hour limit is since your last shape shift," John explained. "So since Beast Boy can shape shift as well..."
"I can ignore the limit while in his form as long as I shift sometime within an hour of changing back using his ability," Cyborg said excitedly.
"Yep, so let's see your human form," John said.
"How?" Cyborg asked.
"Just imagine being human and it'll do the rest," John promised.
"Ok," Cyborg agreed nervously before closing his eyes and concentrating.
The Titans waited breathlessly as Cyborg's skin darkened and his form filled out, transforming into how he would have been had he never been injured when he was younger.
"Am I ... complete?" Cyborg asked, eyes still closed.
"And uncircumcised," Raven confirmed, as he was still wearing only a shirt that, while covering him fine as Beast Boy, was much too small to cover him as himself.
"Woohoo!" Cyborg cheered, sweeping Raven up in a hug, her cloak wrapping around both their lower bodies seemingly of its own volition.
"So what's the cost of fixing Cyborg?" Robin asked, bringing everyone back down to Earth.
"That's up to him," John said with a shrug. "I have tech that is from a long ways away in space and time for him to look at. He's finished whenever he decides he's paid me back. He's a good guy, so it's strictly honor system."
"What technology?" Cyborg asked curiously, not noticing that he hadn't put Raven down.
"My ship, the: Restricted Entry - Time and Relative Dimensions in Space," John said.
"What do you want done?" Cyborg asked.
"That's up to you," John replied. "I know little to nil about tech, I just know people. So I'll trust you."
"So one body restoration for pimping your ride?" Beast Boy asked.
"I did far more than just restore his body," John said. "I have given him the Andalite morphing ability. Any injury he has, he can heal instantly by changing forms and that includes missing limbs. At a touch, he can copy DNA and be someone else for an hour or so, and that includes animals and aliens."
"Whoa!" Beast Boy said.
"And not only that, I'm letting him copy any of my tech he likes, so I expect Cyborg to be one happy camper with this deal."
"Can we see inside your ship?" Robin asked.
"Sure, everyone follow me," John said, waving for them to follow.
As they approached the police box, Beast Boy asked, "Is it really a TARDIS?"
"I wish," John replied. "Nah. See, I stole a Death Star from an evil empire, removed the weapon systems, and stuffed it into a TARDIS-like casing or rather I got a higher being to do it for me. You're really better off not asking about that, trust me."
"Ok," Beast Boy replied as the doors opened at their approach and they stepped aboard the RETARDIS.
"Good golly, Miss Molly!" Cyborg exclaimed, still carrying Raven, as he saw the main view screen which was showing an architectural view of the ship.
"What?" Raven asked, feeling his shock.
"You could fit the entire population of Earth onto this!" he exclaimed.
"Really?" she asked, stunned.
"Easily," Cyborg said in wonder. "Imagine a building the size of the moon. That's what we're standing in."
"Holy..." Beast Boy's eyes took up half his face.
"I was sorta given three wishes. This was one of them," John said. "Crewed by clones and androids that are happy not to be at war and programmed to obey the chain of command... which is basically me at top."
"And you chose... this?" Robin asked.
"I requested being of the blood of Amber, which was refused, followed by a TARDIS, which also got a big no, so I settled for getting a space, but not time, ship and decided to make sure I'd have all the closet space I'd ever need while depriving one evil empire of a weapon of mass destruction."
"And a cast of thousands," Beast Boy said, watching the clones and droids go about their work.
"Yeah, quite a change from their destiny in their home universe, where they were doomed to die when the rebels blew up the Death Star."
"And what do you want me to work on?" Cyborg asked.
"Whatever you choose," John replied. "I trust your judgment in these things."
"How long do I have before you have to take off?" Cyborg asked.
"I have no plans or schedule," John replied. "I don't plan on leaving Earth, so I should probably sell some tech or other to WayneTech so I have local money."
"I'll take care of that," Cyborg said, waving it off.
"So anyone who improves your tech can use the Andalite cube?" Robin asked.
"No, but if you guys want to acquire the morphing ability then I have no objections. Just don't tell anyone where you got it from. Deal?"
"Deal," the Titans agreed.
Typing by: Ordieth!