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"Forget it, man."

"But Cyborg-"

"I'm not helping you. Not after… last time."

"Robin?"

"I'm with Cyborg on this one. You're on your own."

The three Titans were reclining on the wide couch in the Tower's living room, enjoying the remainder of a lazy Sunday. Crime levels had been low all week, and they had experienced the first day off in a long time. Rather than running out to hit the beach or visit the city, the teenagers were doing what they do best: relaxing. That is, two of them were relaxing.

The third was struggling to remain upright on the couch as he held a squirming Silkie in his arms.

"Come on, he needs a bath, and I can't do it by myself! Starfire's visiting Tamaran, who's going to help me?" The half-metal man looked over at his team leader and the two shrugged. Honestly, they didn't even realize that the mutant larvae needed to be bathed. While he occasionally ate random pieces of furniture around the Tower- forcing the team to deal with him- Beast Boy and Starfire usually handled all of Silkie's caring. Cyborg had only helped bath the pet once, and he had lost part of an arm doing so.

"Keep looking, grass stain. I'm about to beat Wonder Boy's butt racing, and that is all I plan on doing for the rest of the day." Robin's head turned sharply to the right at his friend's comment, a sly grin curving the edges of his lips upwards.

"Is that so? You're on!"

Beast Boy groaned as the two quickly set up the videogame, controllers flying into their hands before Robin could even finish speaking. Within minutes, loud engines and screaming filled the room. With a pang of irritation, he realized that part of the shrieking came from the pink creature in his hands as it continued to writhe in his grip. He knew that the mutant preferred his alien teammate to him, but at the moment, all he cared about was getting the gross thing clean.

It was with that one-track determination that the green Titan found himself in front of a formidable door with the word 'RAVEN' written at the top. He knew that asking for help from her was a long-shot, but he had nowhere else to turn to. While he had never seen the girl interact with Silkie before, he could predict that it would not end well. Giving himself a moment to prepare for her reaction, he was caught off guard by a sudden yelp and flash of magic from inside the empath's room. His hand hovered in front of the metal door, fist ready to knock. He needed help, but he didn't want to interrupt... whatever she was doing. Another shriek changed his mind.

"Uh, Raven? Is everything alright in there-"

As he spoke, his eyes drifted downward and he noticed the Silkie-sized hole at the bottom of her door. His skin froze as he realized the pet had escaped his grasp without his knowledge- he was distracted way too easily- and had broken into his teammate's room. The one that everyone was banned from. The one that probably housed a plethora of cursed objects that could kill him on the spot. His heart jumped to his throat as he heard one last cry and a low voice call out his name, anger dripping from each word.

"BEAST BOY!"

The door was open in a second as he sped into the room, tripping over his feet at the sight in front of him. Raven was on the floor, her back pressed against the floorboard of her bed as she scrambled to keep Silkie at bay. Her hands futilely held him above her as he wriggled, trying to get closer to the panicking girl beneath him. Slime covered half of her hair and part of her face from where Silkie had surprised her and attacked, licking ferociously. Her feet slid useless across the carpet as she struggled to fight off the creature, her back slowly sliding down the wood behind her as Silkie's surprisingly large amount of weight forced her to the ground. While her eyes were wide with fright, they almost flashed red when they caught glance of the teen standing in her doorway.

"HELP ME!"

"Oh, snap! Right!" He raced over and reached down, violently tugging on the larvae until he managed to pull Silkie off, almost falling from the effort. Raven was breathing heavily as she looked up at him, her shirt crumpled from the fight. The two gazed at the squirming creature, one in awe and the other in hatred. After giving his friend a moment to recover, Beast Boy hesitantly laughed and held out a hand to help her up.

"I'm assuming that this would be a bad time to ask if you would help me give him a bath." The glare he received set his hair standing straight-up, goosebumps prickling the back of his neck. Her slender hand slid into his as he lifted her to her feet, her mouth set in a determined frown. "Although," he said, taking in her ruffled appearance, "you might need one as well with all of the slime on your face. He must really like you."

"Like me? That was disgusting. Why is he so heavy?"

Beast Boy felt a bead of sweat run down the side of his face as he grinned. "He sort of ate my dresser before I realized that he needed a bath. Whoops. Normally Star takes care of him, but since she's gone on her trip, I guess it's up to me."

Raven opened her mouth with pursed lips as if to say no, then slowly raised a hand to touch the dripping mess of goop sliding out of her hair and down past her ear. Visibly shivering, she reluctantly nodded. "Alright, I'll help you this once, but only because I need to wash off as well." Her hand flew out as he turned to walk behind her. "No! Not my bathroom. He shouldn't even be in my bedroom."

"Heh. Hallway bathroom it is."

The two shuffled down to the tiny bathroom located between their respected rooms to find the door fortunately unlocked. Beast Boy accurately guessed that the other two Titans were still engaged in their videogame. He was about to step in when Raven shoved past him, obviously still irritated, heading straight for the tub. With a casual flick of her hand, the faucet started releasing a torrent of hot water, and she plugged the bottom of the tub as well. A dollop of soap floated underneath the stream and bubbles began to rise. Beast Boy cautiously followed, leaning over to switch the fan on before kneeling down beside Raven, Silkie in his lap. The pet had surprisingly remained calm upon entering the bathroom, and the changeling petted him absent-mindedly.

While they waited for the tub to fill, the green Titan looked over at his disgusted friend. She was tugging on a strand of her hair that was stuck together in the mass of saliva. Although she was covered in slime, he enjoyed the opportunity to see her without her hood up. She always tried to hide her face from others, but she deserved to be seen. He was grateful for her trust in letting him see her so exposed. Blinking, he realized that she was staring back at him, a curious look on her face. "What?"

"Oh, nothing," he replied too quickly, turning away. Coughing, he focused on the matter at hand. The tub was full, so it was time to start the bath. "Okay, this is the hard part. Prepare to get wet. Very wet." He cautiously lifted the heavy mutant into the air and held him over the water. Right as the larvae realized his predicament, his second owner dropped him into the sudsy water.

And all Hell broke loose.

A high-pitched wail filled the room as Silkie thrashed about in the water, flicking soap into the faces of the two teens. He started trying to climb out, sloshing the bath water over the sides of the tub as he used his mouth to spit bubbles at Beast Boy. The latter was yelling, plunging his hands into the tub to try and grab the larvae and hold him in the tub. The two fought for what seemed like an eternity but was only a few minutes before the kneeling teen began to scream at his friend. "RAVEN, START SCRUBBING!"

The half-demon's face was pale as the scene before her unraveled. Her loose jeans were already soaked as water covered an inch or two of the bathroom floor from Silkie's struggles. Bits of the soap bar were caught in the slime still sticking to her hair from the battle, and she was sure that bruises would dot her arms from Beast Boy's flying elbows as he pushed the pink creature further into the tub. She finally realized what he was yelling at her after he shouted in her ear, and she grabbed the rag sitting on the floor between them. Standing up to get a better angle, she leaned over her friend's shoulder and attempted to scrub the flailing thing.

What both of the teens failed to remember was how much Silkie had adored the girl trying to get him clean, and what had occurred only minutes beforehand in her room.

The second Raven's hand touched Silkie's side, he ceased his fight with Beast Boy and spun in his hands, launching himself at Raven's face again. The green Titan failed to catch his pet, and watched in horror as it landed in her hair, grabbing at the roots before sliding backwards. Raven panicked as she felt the heavy weight pull her forward and into her friend's shoulder. The soap and water covering both of them failed to provide any traction, and she flipped right over him. Into the tub.

Water erupted, drenching Beast Boy as he jumped to his feet to see water swirling below him as knees, hands, and feet thrashed around in the bubbles. A scream echoed throughout the room, but he couldn't tell if it belonged to Silkie or to the empath. He leaned forward as the water calmed, a hand hesitantly reaching over to pull someone out.

Suddenly, a pale face shot upwards as Raven gasped for air, blinking soap out of her eyes. Her hair clung to the sides of her face and neck, glowing a dark lavender as it dripped water back into the tub. The shirt she was wearing- thankfully a black one- hung tightly around her body, the dark denim of her wet jeans poking out of the water as her knees bent upwards. Silkie was resting comfortably in her lap in the water, cooing happily even as she began to shake with anger and embarrassment.

Beast Boy's breath caught in his throat as he waited for her reaction, but eventually, his fear transitioned into amusement. A huge laugh ripped out of his throat as he slid back to his knees, trying to stop. The teenager in the bathtub scowled at him but didn't move, knowing that Silkie would just attack her again. She waited impatiently for the other Titan to stop making fun of her, but he couldn't stop snickering.

"Ha ha, you should have seen your face! Ah ha ha ha!"

"Don't make me hurt you, or Silkie."

"Oh ho ho! I know you won't! I can't believe you fell in! Ah ha ha!"

"I mean it! I might be wet, but I can still use my powers."

He held up one hand while wiping a tear away with another, chuckles still rumbling his chest. "No, wait! He's not fighting anymore. Could you try scrubbing him from in there?" She shot him her classic No, I am not interested in playing Stankball look, implying that she would do no such thing. His eyes rolled and his hands landed on his hips as he returned the sass. "If you get out he's just going to jump on you again. This is the easiest way to do this. Besides, you got a bath, too!"

Five minutes later, Beast Boy happily strolled out of the bathroom, a clean Silkie in his arms. Raven followed behind, a towel draped across her shoulders as she shivered in the cool hallway. Water dripped onto the floor in her wake. The changeling turned to face her, keeping a strong grip on the mutant larvae as it attempted to jump at her again.

"Thanks for that. Who knew you had such a way with animals?"

"I wish I didn't," she mumbled, wringing out her hair and letting the excess water plop against the carpet.

"So, would you be up to helping next time as well?"

Her eyes bored holes into his even as the veil of dark energy surrounded her and sunk her into the floor. He smiled down at the tiny puddle left behind, happy that the others hadn't come back and found them. Raven would have exploded if the other Titans had seen her stuck in a tub with Silkie.

He hummed as he strolled back to his room, feeling lighter than air. Spending time with Raven always made him happy, really happy. And they had been hanging out more than usual lately, which he was glad for. The giddy weightlessness had him feeling like he was floating as he reached his door, reaching over to type in the passcode.

With his free hand.

A jolt shot through him as he realized why he was feeling so much lighter, and he looked down to see his empty hands. Turning, he noticed a small trail of sliming leading back toward Raven's room…

Another shriek rang through the hall.