AN: Hey.
I plan on doing a few more of these. Like... three more? If I skipped over a prompt you really liked in "Jerikole Sentences", PM me or leave me a review about it. I'll do my best to make it happen. I'm open to prompts from any chapter. I think that's fair.
Disclaimer: I don't own Teen Titans.
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Herald backpedaled away from their hijacked TV. "Come again?"
Hot Spot scoffed. "You kidnapped the mayor of one of the richest cities in the country, and you're holding her ransom for -" He flipped through an imaginary notebook. "- A DATE? Kinda desperate, if you ask me..."
"Why not a million dollars, or a yacht, or literally anything else? Love, you need to foster some ambition."
Kole seethed. "You need to get your own boyfriend, Kitten!"
The valley girl on the flat screen studied her nails, letting the Titans' quips and critiques slide in one ear and out the other.
"I could have any boy as arm candy, but for my senior prom I have to go big, go bold... go blond! And I need a superhero."
"Said no villain, EVER."
"Superheroes are, like, sooooo hot right now. Jade from second-period English couldn't get a superhero as her date!"
Seeing an out, Kole tried her luck. "Then get Robin to do it!"
Kitten remembered a vicious green light. She squeaked, "He's taken."
"How about Speedy?"
"Ugly hair."
"Herald!"
The blue-clad hero swiftly left.
Kole played her ace. "Aqualad."
This made Kitten reconsider. Then, a rare thought occurred. "Ewwww! Fish breath!"
"Um..." Kole tapped her chin. "Beast... Boy...?"
Crickets chirped.
"ARE YOU SERIOUS?! I am Kitten Moth, and I have standards. Jerry-poo will be my date to the senior prom - OR YOUR BELOVED MAYOR GETS IT!"
The camera cut to a terrified mayor being dangled above a cage of gigantic moths.
Hot Spot said, with indifference very uncharacteristic for him, "That chick doesn't even like us. Get better bait next time and we'll think about it."
Argent rolled her eyes. "Jericho is the only person whose opinion matters here. What's the call, J?"
Jericho looked to Kole for guidance. He knew it was his duty to protect the people of their city, their hateful mayor included, but he also felt responsible to protect Kole's feelings. All she had to do was say no. They would brainstorm, they would mobilize, and they would save the mayor some other way. Kole would decide their next move.
"I cannot believe she agreed to Kitten's terms."
"Steady, Argent. Kole only agreed because she knew she could stalk them from the bushes, like any normal person in a healthy relationship would do. I guess."
"Are we in a healthy relationship? Because that's what I would do."
"You know - I just remembered! I have to go... save the... the mayor." Hot Spot sighed. "I really hope she likes us after we save her butt."
A disco ball twirled lazily on the ceiling, casting its refracted light around the auditorium. Couples got down with their bad selves to the beat of disco. An underpaid photographer snapped photos of teens as they arrived.
Then, the interruption.
"OMG! WHO IS THAT ARRIVING IN THE PINK STRETCH LIMO WITH THE SOON-TO-BE PROM QUEEN? Ah-ha. That would be the super cool and incredible superhero Jericho. With Kitten, the only hashtag real contender for prom queen. Cast your votes now - for MEEEEE!"
The couples on the dancefloor stopped their dancing. The DJs on-stage stopped dropping the beat. The teacher manning the dessert table quit stuffing his face with mini cupcakes. All persons in attendance stared at Jericho in wonder.
A naïve transfer student approached Kitten and asked the question on all their minds: "Who is this?"
Jericho snickered. He had hoped no one would recognize him. Hot Spot was the showboat. Argent was the fan favorite. Kole was their public relations liaison. Herald was the dark, mysterious dreamboat. Jericho was widely regarded as a background character, that is, if anyone regarded him at all.
Kitten's eye twitched. "Tell 'em who you are, dar-ling!"
Jericho robotically spelled out his name in sign language. His face was devoid of any emotion, but he was dying of laughter on the inside. Who did this girl think he was? Billionaire playboy Bruce Wayne? She would have been better off with a chatterbox like Beast Boy after all.
"We aren't playing charades!" shrieked Kitten. "We are flexing on my haters!"
Jade, Kitten's school rival, extended a manicured hand to Jericho. "What a charming name. Speedy, isn't this 'Jericho' one of your allies?"
Speedy appeared. His loud yellow tuxedo could have done all the talking.
"Oh yeah! Strange seeing you here, J. Nice suit!"
Jericho righted his velvet purple bowtie and shot him two finger pistols.
"We need to get a picture before -"
"SHUT IT! This is my moment - MINE, MINE, MINE, MINE! It is not time to congratulate each other for having horrible fashion sense."
"I thought I looked good."
"This look screams 80's disco."
"Do not diss my man's fashion sense while wearing a dress the same color as Barbie vomit." Jade's barb sunk deep into Kitten's pride.
"How dare you! Do you have any idea how much Daddy paid to buy me this dress?"
"He should ask for a refund." There is beauty in simplicity.
"You know what, Jade? I don't have to take this." Kitten pulled a trigger switch from her dress. "I have the mayor of this city suspended over a cage of hungry mutant moths. If the Titans don't obey my every command, I pull this trigger and the mayor becomes moth-food. So... watch it!"
"I'm not a Titan. You can't control me. But, luckily for you, I'm in a good mood tonight, so I'll let you choose how this will go down. Option one: you hold that switch one centimeter closer to my face and I remove it and your hand from your person. Option two: Kole pops out of that bush behind you and tackles you to the ground. Option three: Jericho quits playing 'mister nice guy' and uses his powers on you."
Kitten smirked. "Option four: me and Fangy-poo get back together and CRUSH YOU ALL!"
Fang descended from the rafters, scooped up his ex, and booked it for the exit.
"FANGY-POO! What are you doing? We have them right where I want them." She brandished the switch with a flourish.
Without a moment wasted, Fang snatched Kitten's only bargaining chip.
"No fair! What are you doing? You've ruined everything! WAAAAAH!"
"Thank me later, baby."
Fang threw the switch towards the heroes. Speedy lunged to the side and caught it midair.
"Oop! Sorry, Jericho. Didn't mean to bump into you like that."
Jade remarked. "He aimed for you. Do you two know each other?"
Jericho remembered Spider-head Boy and Yellow Bald Guy both. They had tried to capture him for the Brotherhood of Evil, but they had been unprepared and, therefore, unsuccessful. But that had happened months ago.
Kole emerged from her hiding place, impeccably dressed. "I was wondering... now that you're free - literally - if you wanted to dance?"
AN: I did not go thru this one with a fine-tooth comb. Honestly, I think that would sap all the fun out of the drabble. This put a smile on my face. I hope it does the same for you. :)
Let's clear the air now, shall we? It's canon in the show that Beast Boy is not popular with the ladies. I'm not hating on anyone. Same with all the guys.
I'm also not hating on Jericho as a hero. He's spectacular. His powers are crazy convenient and kinda scary. The reason why he's a b-list hero in this story is because Jericho looks traditionally normal compared to his teammates. There's no silver mask, no cape flapping in the wind, no flames everywhere, no pink antennae. No nothing. Just Jericho.
In case you didn't know, Jade is Cheshire's secret identity. Speedy gets shipped with her sometimes, so I thought I would include them.
It's my headcanon that Fang and Private Hive are TERRIFIED of Jericho. Like, wet-their-pants terrified. It makes me giggle to think anyone could be afraid of a cinnamon roll like Jericho, but, objectively, his powers are scary on their own merit. Just wait until they find out whose kid they tried to kidnap. Yikes. 0_0
