AN: Just because I'm home-schooled doesn't mean that I don't have to do real schoolwork. Let's face it, Spanish is hard work. :P

Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans.


Cookies'n'Creme

"This place is nice..." Kole remarked, gazing at the elegant inner trappings of one of their city's most expensive restaurants.

Jericho smiled. He knew that she would like the blue theme, and the fact that the color carried through the marbled ballroom into their private dining room was just the cherry on top.

Kole squirmed in her seat, her menu concealing a troubled expression. "It's really expensive here, Joey," she winced at the informality of her boyfriend's pet name. "Sorry. I'm not good at being fancy."

"Joey" rolled his eyes. The point of this date was to dress up, eat crazy expensive food, and then charge it all to the Titans' credit card; that was the whole point behind swiping Robin's wallet in the first place, but that was a detail that Kole didn't need to know. So as he admired her curled pink hair and long blue dress, and try as he might, he couldn't imagine Kole ever fitting in with the regular patrons of Crystal Palace.

"You certainly look the part." he signed carefully.

That line merited a smile. "Thanks. You don't look so bad yourself."

One of the Palace's staff, a stoic, mustachioed waiter accompanied by an annoying voice, entered the room to take the young couple's order. Their date went on as usual after his swift departure, or at least until dessert.

"I'm sorry, Miss, but we do not serve ice cream here."

Puzzled, Kole asked the obvious question. "Why?"

The waiter, who honestly couldn't care less, shrugged. "I don't know, and I've never asked. Although we do have a large selection of pies ranging from-"

Jericho tapped him and waved him away.

"Very well, sir. Here is your bill."

The hero snatched it off the table before Kole could even peek at the amount. "It would only make you feel bad, Kole."

She crossed her arms and pouted as Jericho pulled "his" credit card out to pay.


Once out of the restaurant, Kole grabbed Jericho's closest arm and leaned into his side. "You're the best boyfriend I've ever had."

"And the only one."

"Quiet, you," she snuggled closer. "You know what I mean, Joey."

He nodded and shook his arm free. "You know... we could get ice cream right now."

Kole perked up. "Oh, yeah! There are a lot of ice cream places around here, but they might be closed since it's already after five o'clock. It's really not a big deal, though."

"You're probably right."

But she was wrong. There was still a single parlor open at seven in the evening; and, in the heroes' personal opinions, it served the greatest flavor of them all.

"Cookies'n'Creme, please." Jericho made it a double by holding up two fingers.

"Can do! And snappy outfits, by the way," came the peppy reply from the boy behind the counter. He wiggled his eyebrows. "Romantic evening planned?"

Kole smiled. "Already finished, but the restaurant didn't serve ice cream."

"Crying shame, but I forgive them. After all, it just means more business for me," he finished scooping and passed the cups to Jericho. "Gotta work through college somehow!"

Jericho cocked an eyebrow at the red-head, a dim memory of Kid Flash playing in his head. KF was never tied down to any specific team, and always acted on a whim when it came to heroics. Though he had worked with the Titans North once or twice, if memory served, his dynamic personality had left a vague impression in Jericho's rational mind.

He didn't dwell on it as Kole dragged him to their table. They sat face-to-face at the closest table.

"Don't get too crazy back there!" the red-head called flamboyantly.

Kole turned her head and winked. "The night is still young."

The boy laughed. "Yeah, it's only," he brought his watch into view. "Hey, wait a min-" he gave it a flick. "What time is it?"

Jericho held up seven fingers.

"Crap. This thing's broken. I was supposed to lock up an hour ago, so hurry it up, okay?" the red-head began taking the leftover ice cream out from under the counter.

"Okay." both heroes barely spoke or signed as they scarfed down dessert and left the parlor.

Wally hopped over the counter and sprinted to the front door, quickly switching out the OPEN sign for the CLOSED sign. That was a close one!


AN: I wasn't sure how to end it, so I gave you KF. Enjoy! :) If you're wondering what he's doing up North when he lives in Central City (Keystone?), U.S.A., here's my explanation: The Titans North's city (which is yet to be named, since I'm bad at that sort of thing) is home to a college that is famous for its scientific classes. KF's alter ego realized that he couldn't be a hero forever, so he decided to plan ahead for once and enrolled in college. Wally is gifted when it comes to science, so (insert college name) was the obvious choice.

I don't know if any of that is right, but that's the story for now. Anon will probably straighten me out. :D

And I'm getting sick, so if there are any errors that's because I just didn't feel like reading through it twenty times. -_-