All the titans, except Cyborg whom was reading a mechanics magazine, were watching the WWE and were cheering for a four person tag team.

"Come on Deadly Dandy! Kill them with your ravishing good looks and ravaging deadly blows!" Nightwing yelled enthusiastically.

"No way fool! Wild Man is going to go wild on ya'll!"

"That is if The Yeller does not deafen him with his no reason warrior's cry!" Starfire then screamed with enough volume to shatter every window on the floor they were on.

"Don't you underestimate The Grave Mistake." Jinx chuckled.

"For it will be a grave mistake for you all." Raven added, the two dark girls chuckling. "He'll come for all of you!"

"No! Not The Yeller!" The Tamaranean warrior cried out when The Grave Mistake took The Yeller down. "Get up Yeller! Get the up and the at them!"

"Of course he's going to get up, he's just milking the drama." Cyborg sighed while rolling his eye.

"Dude, how's a mortal man like him going to recover from that?!" Garfield questioned Cyborg.

"He's going to get up." Victor replied without looking up.

"No he ain't yo fool! You didn'ts even see how he got beat-wow! He gots up!" The shapeshifter gasped as The Yeller got up and and was advancing towards The Grave Mistake.

"Give him the beating of the down, Yeller!" Starfire encouraged as she punched her right palm. Throwing his opponent into the ropes, he then cloths-lined The Grave Mistake onto the ground before proceeding to pick him up and throw his fellow wrestler into the ground, yelling in victory.

"No! You can't be out yet!" Jinx protested.

"He's also going to get up." Victor said blandly. And indeed, The Grave Mistake got up.

"Are you the wrestling psychic Cyborg?!" Starfire asked in happy bewilderment.

"No! This is all staged. Pro wrestling is just action packed theater. Or as those who get it wrong call it, fake."

"Fake?!" The alien princess gasped.

"Super fake. Half the time they're not even touching each other."

"Cy! You're ruining wrestling for us!" Jinx complained.

"Why do you even like this anyway? I thought you didn't like things that are overly masculine and toxic with testosterone?" The metallic titan questioned.

"Well... normally that's true... but Grave Mistake is so dark and cool." The metahuman witch responded awkwardly.

"Yeah. I mean his backstory-"

"Pro wrestler backstories aren't true either."

"What?!" Garfield gasped in shock. "You mean Wild Man isn't a man who was born in the wilds of Africa and was taught how to fight like a lion?!"

"No."

"Aw man! What's you have against wrestling dude?!"

"Nothing! I love wrestling! Real wrestling."

"Didn't you say it was fake?"

"Pro wrestling is fake. But there is real wrestling."

"There is a real real wrestling and not the real fake?" Starfire asked confused.

"Yeah! An ancient and noble sport that has all the joy of fake wrestling with none of the ridiculousness! It was one of the first sports of the Greek Olympics where it's just two dudes, usually naked, just duking it out. I can show you!"

"Do we get to wear cool costumes?!" His girlfriend asked.

"Do we get to execute sweet moves?!" Garfield asked excitedly.

"Well, the outfits aren't as flashy, but what real wrestling lacks in flash and style makes up for intense close quarters combat and ferocious determination!"

"Let's try it out then." Richard suggested. After ordering, The titans were lined up wearing lavender colored singlets and protective headgear.

"Aw man, you guys look great!" Cyborg declared.

"These are definitely not cool looking." Raven objected with a sour look.

"And my outfit is rather uncomfortable and tight. Even more so than my first costume." Starfire remarked as she pulled her outfit around her groin and chest, which was quite prominent in the tight singlet as Nightwing couldn't help but stare before shaking his head.

"Sorry, but that's the closest the website could get for your body type. Tall and lean isn't a typical body shape in wrestling, except for middle school probably."

"Is that why mine isn't uncomfortably tight?" Raven asked, looking down at herself. "This is a singlet for a middle schooler?" Then she became sort of sad. "Never thought I was so short."

"Hey, don't sweat it mama, what you like in height and stature, you make up for in curves." He growled as he looked down her body. Due to not having her cloak, Raven was feeling especially exposed and tried to cover herself. While she was blushing and her lips quivered, unsure whether to be a shy smile or an uncomfortable frown.

"Garfield, not in front of the others." She complained.

"Oh, sorry Rae." Beast apologized while stepping away, giving her space. "Um, so Cy, when do I get to climb on to rope to jump on someone?"

"There aren't any ropes to jump off."

"Then what's to stop us from falling out of the ring?" Jinx inquired.

"The only ring you have to worry about are on these padded mats." The metallic titan replied as he rolled out the blue mats with white circles. "Real wrestling isn't about flashy moves, but self-control and pride."

"Hmm, while Batman has taught me self-control so that I don't kill anyone, no matter who deserves it or not, what's to be prideful about it?" Richard pointed out.

"Uh, you're fighting the same way as the greco-romans did. What more pride do you need than that?"

"Were these gecko-ramen wrestlers like gladiators of old?" Starfire asked.

"Eh, sort of." Cyborg shrugged while waving his hand to indicate so-so. "Gladiators had weapons and also fought animals like lions. But the "Greco-Romans"..., Cyborg emphasized so she heard the proper pronunciation right, "...fought only his fellow man with his hands alone. Now, everyone get into positions. Beast Boy, you go with Raven. Jinx, you're with Robin while I tag with Starfire." However, with the ring of the bell, that's when things went off course immediately. Garfield, not used to actual wrestling, let his animal instincts took over as he pounced Raven to the ground hard with her grunting between him and the mat.

"Ow!" Richard called out when he grappled Jinx, got behind her to get over and inadvertently grabbed her chest, resulting in a backhand fist to his face and a following slap.

"Hands off the goods." She warned. Starfire herself seemed confused on what she was doing as she embraced around Cyborg's lower body as he tried to grapple her.

"Cyborg, I am the confused. It is like we are doing the hugs but without the caring emotions." Lifting him and before slamming him into the mat, she asked her friend, "May I please do the fake choking out of you now?"

"No!" He got up. "I don't want to see any piledrivers, choke out, flying elbows, or any other of that non-sportman like non-sense! Just good, clean, greco-roman wrestling!"

"Dude, this is boring!" Garfield complained.

"This is like the most mundane form of jujitsu." Richard agreed.

"Come on Cy! I want to smash a chair into someone's back!" Jinx yelled as the metahuman picked up a folding chair and threw it at Cyborg, whom easily caught it.

"Hey, there's no yelling in wrestling!"

"But yelling is the best part, bro!" Beast objected.

"Look, you want to see what really makes real wrestling real from pro-wrestling, fine! I'll show you!" Pressing a button on his arm, the ceiling opened up. The titans had to get out of the way before a wrestling ring fell down, with a Cyborg sized and shaped robot in the middle. "That there is my own personally crafted crash test dummy. You perform a move on it, and it records what kind of force it received. Nightwing, since you're the most average on the team, top physique but not super human, why don't you take first crack at it?"

"Alright." Pushing himself onto the ring, Richard gave himself some stretches. "Prepare to be Sweet Kicked, generic wrestling robot." The two got into offensive positions. The Cybot tried to tackle Nightwing but he leapt out of the way, walking back into some of the ropes. When the robot tried to follow, Richard rebounded and gave a super sweeping kick which landed again the robot's head and neck, causing it to fall over. Nightwing's teammates cheered for him as he stood proudly, until the robot said, it's teeth blinking red on and off per syllable,

"Foul blow. Injury assessment: Damaged blood vessels, dislocated jaw and sprained neck. Status: Severely injured."

"Dude, you didn't need to kick him that hard!" Garfield called his leader out.

"I didn't." He shook his head. "I wasn't trying to go for that much of a debilitating blow. Just a bit of pain."

"While muscular, especially for fighters, the neck isn't that protected from injuries." Victor replied. Pressing a button, the robot restarted and stood back up. Shaking his head, now prepared to fight seriously without harming it too much like a human, Nightwing ducked down under the robot's arms and gave a suplex to the the training robot over him to crash on its back. Going to a corner and climbing it, the titan leader jumped and performed a front flip to swing his feet into the machine's stomach area, his friends going 'Oooo!' As he got up however, the robot spoke again.

"Foul blow. Injury assessment: blunt force trauma and contusions to intestines. Status: non-debilitating but no longer in top fighting condition."

"Oh, ok-hayhay... uh..." Nightwing was growing nervous. "At least that wasn't as bad."

"Step aside Nightwing." Victor suggested as he got into the ring. "Let me show you how really dangerous this can get, since you've experienced a taste." Restarting his robot so it got up, it tried to grapple him but the titan picked up his creation, and threw it into the stage arena.

"Injury assessment: Bruised internal organs and ribs. Broken teeth." Taking hold of the robot, he flipped it over so that the back was in his hands, and then dropped it onto his right knee with a sickening crack before tumbling to the ground. "Herniated spine." Helping it up before pushing it into the ropes so it could run back, Cyborg used his right arm to clothsline his robot and send the both of them crashing into the floor. "Collapsed throat." For the coup de grace, Victor held the dummy upside down with the head in between his legs, and performed the iconic piledriver, smashing the robot's head into the stage, and even through it. It's assessment? "Broken neck. Status: Dead." The titans were shocked from the results as their friend jumped off the ring, and asked smugly,

"So, you have something to say?"

"Cyborg, we had no idea pro-wrestling moves could be so... life threatening." Nightwing gulped.

"Yeah bro, that looked way more deadly than what they show on TV." Beast Boy agreed.

"I am already the super strong." Starfire uttered as she looked at her hands. "Doing these would shred any normal person into chunks."

"What an over-glamorized sport!" Raven shivered in disgust.

"Cy, you were right." Jinx conceded. "Thanks for showing us how wrong pro-wrestling is.

"That's right. In real wrestling, you need discipline and self-control. Without them, wrestling would do more than just leave you tired and maybe lightly bruised. However, there is one thing that I need to specify. Pro-wrestling isn't fake. Sure, it's all flash and no substance, but it's not fake either. It's real in the sense it's entertainment. An enjoyable waste of time like any action movie under 90% on Moldy Cucumbers. Now, you want to learn actual wrestling, even if it's not as 'flashy and cool'" Cyborg asked using his fingers for air quotes.

"Yes!" They all agreed. (A/N: I'm using the steps from Wikihow: How to wrestle with 12 steps. Now you kids will know self-defense ((chapter 24) and wrestling.)

"Alright. Starfire, get over here." Pressing a button to make the ring go away so that there was the mat, he and his teammate went to stand within the ring of the mat. Extending his index finger so that it was like a pointing stick for a whiteboard, he said, "Firs thing, position. Legs: 2 feet apart." He softly batted the end of his finger against her knees, prompting her to separate them as such. "Knees: bent at 90 degrees. Back: slouched. Arms: 90 degrees with the hands in front of you." He either batted or lightly pushed wherever he needed so that she got into a proper wrestling standing position. "This is the square stance. Symmetrical, poised to strike and able to move in any direction forward needed. The wide legs and slouched back lowers your gravity and thus lowers the chance you'll be knocked over. For getting into a position of offense, the staggered pose, move your dominant foot 8 inches forward so that it carries most of your weight and you're prepared to get moving." He helped her move her right foot that much to show what it was. Pushing his finger back to normal length, Victor got into the same position facing her. "Alright Star, try and tackle me. And no yelling please." Keeping her mouth closed, she went to try and tackle him but the wrestling expert sprawled his legs out back so that she couldn't reach his waist or legs, thus preventing a take down. "This helps keep any takedowns from taking you down. The only question is are you fast enough to catch them before they can do so? Alright Star, that's enough. Rich, Gar, stand in here." Starfire left the ring so the two men could get in.

"Now, here is where you go from simple standing to offensive maneuvers. Garfield, do each step as I say." Victor said as his best friend got into a staggered position. " The double-leg take down. First, get into a staggered stance. Second, lower your body and take a step with your dominant foot. Third, fall to your dominant leg's knee and drag your non-dominant leg in front of your body. Finally, come to a knee with your non-dominant leg extended in front of you. If you are a right handed, you should end up on your right knee. The drop step is a move which allows you to penetrate your opponent's defenses and move in close to them. At this point, you'll begin to grapple and attempt to pin them." When Beast did all this fairly good, Cyborg continued. "Good. Start from your staggered stance, then move towards your partner with a drop step. Your leading leg should be on the inside of your partners legs and your non-dominant leg should be on the outside. Your right hand should be grasped onto the back of your opponent's left thigh and your left hand should be on the back of their right thigh. Once your hands are in place, stand up and dig your head into your opponents hip. Try to drive them off balance. If you are not strong enough to topple your opponent in a single move, you can still drive your opponent with your head on his hip. They will eventually lose their balance and fall." Once Beast was able to replicate his instructions after several tries, Cyborg was satisfied. "Very good. Nightwing, you go on the offensive next with the single leg take down. Identify which of your opponent's legs is closest to you. Stay low, and perform a drop step to move in close to the leg. Wrap both arms around the leg, and clasp your hands so they're locked together. To take your opponent down, stand up and push your head into your opponent's chest. At the same time, lift your opponent's leg so they're standing on only 1 foot." Nightwing was able to pull this off flawlessly, since he was trained in precise combat like this with Jujitsu, Judo and such. "Excellent. Despite being a standard procedure every wrestler should know and seemingly looks easier, it is more difficult than the double leg. Once you've performed a takedown, or after you've countered an opponent with a sprawl, you're ready to pin them. Begin this move when your opponent is face-down on the mat. Move your dominant arm beneath one of your opponent's arms, so it's threaded through their armpit. Set the palm of your dominant hand on the back of the opponent's neck, and push their head down into the mat. Then use your arm to lift up the opponent's should so they're immobile. To prevent your opponent from standing up, move your body to the side of their and use your weight to pin their legs down."

After several practices, Cyborg nodded and smiled. "Alright, now let's practice some of that discipline and self-control. Raven, Beast, you two stick together. Nightwing, you go with Star. I'll handle Jinx. This is going to be a case where the stronger teammate does these without injuring their partner. If you're touched in an sensitive place, it's okay so long as it's accidental. Penalties are given to deliberate grabs at inappropriate places. Ready? GO!" This time, they properly practiced how to practice Greco-Roman wrestling. No pouncing like an animal, no awkward hugging, and any accidental touches were forgiven. Thanks to their already top shape bodies conditioned for combat and minds sharpened with the tactics of battle, they were learning more quickly and a lot longer than the average person starting out. What may have taken someone 6 months just to master the basics, it took them only 2 weeks at most.

However, one day while they were practicing their wrestling, the titans were teleported out of their tower, and wound up in a familiar fighting arena.

"Hello, titans." They looked up to see a werewolf like humanoid alien.

"Master of Games." Nightwing remembered, along with the rest. "What do you want? Me and Raven defeated you and your game twice, we'll do it again."

"Hmph, do not think that I've come for something as petty as revenge. I'm not some sore loser. I truly know that unlike last time, you titans are the champions of champions." To prove it, he even lowered himself onto a knee.

"Say wha?" Beast uttered in confusion.

"You think I have not heard of your heroics since last? I've heard tales of you defeating Trigon the Terrible twice and even give the almighty Darkseid a run for his money. Truly, I could not defeat such a team of champions.

"Then why bring us here?" The titan leader questioned.

"I was getting bored. So I thought, why not challenge those that have beaten me in combat. Facing you can certainly provide a challenge."

"Uh, not sure why you'd want to face all six of us." Jinx pointed out. "We have the advantage in numbers and abilities. You're just going to lose.

"Which is why I'll take your powers and fight you all with them." MOG tried to use his amulet to siphon their powers, but the red tendrils of energy were blocked by a levitated floor tile and two energy blasts of green and pink. The girls prevented him from taking their powers.

"Sorry, but I don't trust you'll use our powers fairly." Raven objected. "Azarath Metrion Zinthos!" Casting a protective charm on them, their powers were protected from being stolen. "Now you can't take them by force either."

"Oh very well. Come on Teen Titans. Let the challenge begin." MOG smirked, using his fingers to say come at him. Nightwing went first as he went to attack with a roundhouse kick, but it was easily blocked, as the villain pushed the strong but comparatively light hero away. That allowed him to block against incoming star-bolts from Starfire. Though he couldn't see that Jinx was running for his side and leapt to kick him in the face. While somewhat uncomfortable, he showed no sign of any actual damage as he easily grabbed the former villainess's leg and threw her at the incoming Tamaranean. The two girls grunted upon impact. Mini-missiles exploded against him from Cyborg, allowing Beast as a rhino to deliver a powerful slam into his torso, pushing the alien back. Grabbing hold of his neck though, MOG flipped the shapeshifter over and suplexed the large animal, crashing him into the floor. Changing into a gorrila, Beast tried to fight his enemy with powerful arms, the two brawlers seemed to be matched in strength. The werewolf humaniod reeled his headback to heat-butt the shapeshifter away, giving his prey a headache while he was fine. Raven tried defending her boyfriend with blasts of black energy, but MOG was too fast, leaping around with agility he didn't possess before, which meant that while humble to the titans, he has gotten stronger on his own merits. He ran up to the sorceress, whom put up a black shield, but he punched right through it, causing the female titan to yell as she smacked into a wall hard.

"I got you Rave!" Cyborg assured as he fired his sonic blasters at the villain while running at him, but they were little more than annoyances to him. The alien backhanded Victor away. Nightwing threw an ammunition disc towards his enemy, which was a flash freezing disc which froze MOG, but with a grunt he was quick to break out with a flew of his powerful muscles. Richard was able to get in close with his eskrima sticks to deliver damaging blows and a good shock, but the villain was able to grab onto the ends and crush them, ending their electrifying use. Somewhat panicked, he jumped and kicked his foe in the face to do a backflip away before he could be hit. While he was disoriented, Garfield turned into an elephant and was able to push MOG into a wall with enough force to smash a big dent in it, but was surprised when he was being lifted up off the ground, the humanoid werewolf lifting him up with only some struggle as he threw the shapeshifter onto his side, and grabbed hold of his trunk. Swinging the poor screaming in pain animal like he was a flail, he batted away an incoming Starfire and Cyborg before throwing him at Raven, whom caught Beast with her telekinesis, setting him down. However, it appeared to take a lot out of her than normal and nearly fainted just before he came to rest. He reverted back to grab his nose.

"Ow! It felt like he was going to rip it off!" He complained. He then noticed his girlfriend was weak and rushed to her. "Raven! Are you okay?!"

"I don't know. Something isn't right. We could actually inflict damage to him before. But now he's taking everything we're dishing out with no problem.

"Well then we'll just show him we can dish out even harder!" He tried turning into a T-Rex, but he couldn't. "Huh?" He then tried turning into a stegosaurus, a rhino, a bear, but anything considered large was inaccessable now. "I-I can't become a powerful animal!"

"Ugh, I am also feeling the weaker. I cannot fly above him!" Starfire noted as she was losing altitude.

"I'm trying to get the lights but I can't reach them!" Jinx tried to hex the lights, but her reach was very short now. As for Nightwing and Cyborg, their bodies were just straight up weakening. Victor's servos were locking up and Richard was feeling in pain and tired.

"He's... he's draining our powers." The titan leader deduced in between gasps. "He can't take our powers but he's stripping our abilities until we're like average people!"

"Yes. It was my plan all along. I tricked you into thinking I was playing just for the game, which I've had power dampeners installed into my arena, so that I can reign supreme! Once I somehow find another way to take your powers, I shall be the the champion of the universe!"

"If our powers are becoming useless, then we have to use wrestling!" Cyborg suggested.

"But how can we beat someone who can take someone who can survive can survive a rhino and elephant charge?" Nightwing asked.

"And what are we going to do, dude?! Tackle and topple him to submission?!"

"That's just for starters. We need more than traditional wrestling... we need pro-wrestling!" The mechanical titan yelled. All the other titans smiled and raised their fists.

"Yes!"

"Pro-wrestling? What are you talking about?" The Master of Games asked in confusion.

"You'll see. Azarath Metrion Zinthos!" Raven performed a simple spell which changed their clothes, the titans glowing rainbow clothes while they floated in a spinning circle. Cyborg was first as he was enveloped with streams of red, white and blue, donning a wrestling singlet similar to the US flag.

"Fear the Detroit Destroya'! You can take our normal attacks, so let's see how you handle the pain of pro-wrestling!" Starfire donned silver thigh high boots, a green and yellow top and underwear tights, finished with yellow ribbons on her arms and legs. Her hair was spiked upwards like it was charged with electricity.

"I AM THE YELLER! I SPEAK THE LOUDLY FOR NO APPARENT REASON! SLAMMA-MAMMA-MOO-MOO!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. Garfield let the will of the lion influence his outfit as he was clothed in a open red and orange fake fur jacket and black pants.

I's The Wild Man! I's gonna go wild on you fool!" He then howled like a wolf. Nightwing donned his classic colors of green pants and a red vest, but a white shirt to go underneath and a maroon bowtie to go with it.

"I am the Deadly Dandy! If my looks could kill, I'd be a wanted man!" He said in a gentlemanly accent. Raven's cloak flew off her as she got enveloped in shadow, before being revealed with the strike of a bell, to be looking like an undertaker.

"I am The Grave Mistake. And I'm coming to put you six feet under." She spoke in a gravelly voice . Her clothes replaced with a black sports bra and underwear tights, though retaining her fishnet leggings, she did however gain a black robe extending down to her hips, and a witches hat. Hair hair flowed free from its normal horse shoe look into a braided ponytail.

"Stand back boys, you don't want to mess with... The Flairing Witch!" She cackled. The Master of Games was boggled to see that they just spent basically a whole minute changing clothes and acting ridiculous.

"What is this non-sense?"

"This is pro-wrestling!" They all yelled as Cyborg and Starfire used the Spear technique to knock their enemy off balance, which allowed the Deadly Dandy to perform the first move. He leapt to grapple his arms around the foe's neck while letting his legs pass forward with their momentum to smash the back of his head against the ground.

"The Fate Twister!" As MOG tried to get up, he was punched into the air by the Tamaranean wrestler whom jumped after him. Master of Games found his head locked in between The Yeller's thighs as she hooked her arms around his shoulders, and fell to the ground as she slammed his face into the arena floor.

"THE PEDIGREE OF TRIPLE HURTING!" Raven conjured a ladder that Cyborg could climb. Patting his knee, the machanical titan leapt as high as he could go, before slamming his knee into the alien's back.

"Knee drop!" The villain grunted as he once again back handed The Detroit Destroyer away, but was unprepared when The Grave Mistake and The Flairing Witch gave a tag team kick to both sides of his cheeks.

"Sweet Kicks!" Both girls exclaimed. Growling from the pain despite his durability, the werewolf like humanoid pushed his jaw back into place as he saw the little Wild Man!" Charging with a yell, he was not expecting for Beast to jump and change his leg into that of a grasshopper, kicking with the proportional strength that comes with it. He may have lost his most powerful forms, but he still retained some control as he sent his enemy flying into a wall.

"Kricket Kick!" Groaning from such a powerful precision attack, MOG cracked his neck and was about to go on another attack when The Yeller came up and gave him the full Nelson.

"Son of Nel Full Slam!" She screeched into his ear before using said hold to slam him onto his back. That gave The Detroit Destroya' a chance to once again jump from the ladder.

"Cross Dive!" Upon landing, the villain's breath was knocked out of him, he couldn't muster the strength when Starfire held him up underneath him so that Cyborg could wrap his right leg around MOG's neck, before The Yeller let them fall. The heel's neck was all but crushed as he was caught between a metallic leg and the rest of The Detroit Destroya's heavy body. Picking him up, Victor held his foe over his head with his knee ready. "Back Breaker!" He slammed the Master of Games onto his knee, which while not breaking his back, did make it rather uncomfortable with all these potentially lethal moves softening him up. Now on his front, the villain tried catching his breath, but it became hitched when The Flairing Witch and The Grave Mistake got each of his legs and pulled them back to a painful degree with an ankle lock. This allowed The Deadly Dandy to run up and kick his foe in the nose. With his nose broken and bleeding and his throat still recovering, Starfire took the opportunity to hoist him up once again over herself, before jumping and slamming his back into her shoulders, letting him flop onto the ground.

"THE ADJUSTMENT OF THE ATTITUDE!" It appeared one more hit would render any more resistance useless, so Raven decided to end it.

"Alright guys, get ready!" The Grave Mistake encouraged as she, and all the others held him upside down, took him up the ladder, and jumped off while yelling,

"The Teen Titans Power Bomb Piledriver!" All of the pro-wrestling titans crashed the Master of Games into the arena, strongly enough that even though it was a stone floor, his head smashed right on through, knocking him out. All of the titans cheered that they won with the most visually spectacular martial form ever.

"Oh yeeeeeeeaaaaaah! The Teen Titans won, yoooooo!" The Wild Man boomed out as he held out a coffee cream cup. And several more. "We are the vegan cream of the crop! And the cream always rises to the top, fools! And this cream of the crop of the cream isn't looking for just some coffee to dip into! If you thought coffee woke you up before, just wait until the cream of the crop is in there! And don't you worry your pretty little heads about the expense of this cream, it be in the cream of the crop, because here's a coupon for a dollar off! Oh yeeeeeaaaahhhh." While The Deadly Dandy, The Yeller and The Grave Mistake cheered for him in their own ways, Cyborg and Jinx were confused with what he said.

"That made no sense to me." The female metahuman admitted.

"Yeah, me neither." Victor agreed.

"Still, that was very impressive Wild Man." Raven complimented Garfield.

"THE SPEECH HAS MADE ME WANT THE COFFEE!" Starfire yelled.

"Yeah! If only we were recorded! I'd tell the kids to eat their vegetables, drink their almond milk, and go to school! Booyah!" Cyborg went along with it.

"Oh Yeah!" They all yelled.

A/N: Man, it's been a while since I made anything this long, huh? Stay tuned soon. I'd like to add that no way should you attempt pro-wrestling moves. Master of Games could take it. Not even The Big Show could take all those finishers from the titans.