A/N: Hey! So I'm not deeeeeeeaaaaaad. This story just kind of came pouring out, ya know, even though I still have many in the works, this one just finished first. So a little side note some Titans are gender-bent i.e. Gender swpped but not all. And absolutely no villains have swapped.

Beast Boy = Beastie

Robin = Robyn

Raven = Crow

Starfire = Starbolt.

Cyborg, Kid Flash, Bumblebee, and Terra are all normal. Idk why I just felt like it. This started out as an idea I just could not let go of. Anywho, hopefully, you enjoy this.

I own nothing.

Summary: '"You were sleeping and we didn't want to wake you." She'd said it so nonchalantly as she read through some files at the breakfast nook across from him.

Well, it wasn't exactly a big deal. Just a change in routine. That's all.'

They were partners, they had a routine, but lately things just didn't go with their normal flow.

Beast Boy and Raven are genderbent.

They were partners on stealth missions. It just worked. He managed their stealth while she tracked. It's how it was, how it usually was. That being said, Crow could not help but be caught off guard when Robyn the Girl Wonder told him that Beastie and Cyborg were MIA because they had an overnight mission as she slid him his second cup of tea for the day. Eucalyptus this time. They almost always took the night shift thanks to his insomnia and her nocturne behavior.

"You were sleeping and we didn't want to wake you." She'd said it so nonchalantly as she read through some files at the breakfast nook across from him.

Well, it wasn't exactly a big deal. Just a change in routine. That's all.

"Missions trump sleep..." he stared at the cup, reaching slowly for the handle. Processing. Not reacting. That was what was important when being an empath with overreactive powers.

"Yeah...well, it's just that... the last time we disrupted your sleep you were a bit..."

"Hellish?"

"Glorthsnot." Starbolt interjected from his position by the fridge with a half-eaten piece of mustard-covered toast in hand.

"Grumpy," Robyn enunciated the word over her two teammates. "And Cy offered so you could get some rest."

His insomnia was no secret among their group. The half-demon was almost always the first to rise despite being one of the last to lie down, then their team captain followed by the second-in-command hi-tech technician and after all that it was a toss-up between the changeling and burgundy-haired alien of who would wake last. It was routine much like the all-night recon missions and who took them.

"Hn." He supposed he should let it go. What was done was done after all. Chin in his palm, the pale man alternated between sipping tea and flipping the pages of his book, ignoring his superior and her doting, curious alien.

A/N: Happy Holidays!