Ahhh.
I don't know why I did that. Ahem. Anyway, this is a start of a fic that will only be about three chapters long. It is a spoof of "The Grudge" (which, by the way, I thought was a GREAT movie).
I know it sounds stupid, (I think), but I came up with the idea and fell in love with it. Here goes nothing!
Disclaimer: I do not own the Teen Titans or the Grudge. Happy? Now I'm an emotional wreck as you have just dashed all my hopes and dreams! Darn you! Darn you all to Hades and back! Sob
Words flash upon screen with a ripple affect: When fudge is prepared in the wrong way, a curse is born. The house in which the fudge is made is consumed by the wrath of the curse and nothing in the house will ever be the same again.
Narrator: It was a normal day in Titans' Tower. Raven was meditating by the large window overlooking the beach and the city below. Beast boy and Cyborg were playing video games on the T.V. Robin was on the couch beside them, preparing to play the winner. Starfire was…well, she was…um…doing…doing something in the kitchen.
Robin, turning to watch Starfire cook: What's up, Star? What are you doing?
Narrator: When Starfire turned to Robin to answer, he was reminded of how beautiful, charming, talented, sweet, and…well…how hot she was.
Robin (to narrator): Hey! Not everybody needs to know my physical attractions, buddy!
Narrator: Then Robin got a reality check and told Starfire he loved her and…
Authoress: Hey! That's later! Stop mad libbing and follow the script, will ya? I mean, we all know how much he loves her and all, but really!
Robin: Am I THAT obvious?
All: YES!
Starfire: humming, and trying to ignore the conversation going on
Authoress: Okay, people. Work with me here! Bring it back. Starting with Starfire! Lights, Camera, ACTION!
All: looks at her blankly
Authoress: That means 'go'.
All: Ohhh!
Starfire: I am making a…a…pardon me, but I am most unfamiliar with the English word for this.
Robin (gets up and walks to Star): Let me help you out here, Star. You are making a-
Narrator: Robin gasped.
Robin: Gasp you're making a FUDGE!
Narrator: Raven fell hard on her butt.
Raven: Ow.
Narrator: Beast boy whimpered and ducked under the table.
Beast boy (jumping suddenly under table): Whimper
Narrator: Cyborg nearly short-circuited and had to readjust the knobs on his back to straighten things out.
Cyborg (Reaching back to readjust the knobs on his back to straighten things out): I nearly short-circuited.
Narrator: Wow. I'm good. I deserve a raise.
Raven: Yeah. You're awesome at reading the script.
Narrator: Shut up!
All: snicker
Authoress: People!
All: Sorry.
Narrator: After a while, things calmed down and Robin pulled the others together to explain the urgency of the situation to Starfire, who was on the verge of tears.
Robin: Okay titans. I don't think Star understands.
Raven: You're right.
Beast boy (turning to Star): We're not mad Star.
Cyborg: We're concerned. Have you ever heard of the fudge myth?
Starfire: Never.
Boys: turn to Raven
Raven: What?
Robin: You probably know it by heart, Raven.
Raven: Shut up.
Beast boy: Well, it is your area of specialty.
Raven: Shut up.
Cyborg: And you've probably read about it in at least one of your books.
Raven: Shut up.
Robin: Come on, Raven, this is serious.
Raven: Fine. It is said that if ever anyone prepared fudge incorrectly, a curse is born. The house in which the fudge is made is filled by the rage of the curse and nothing in the house will ever be the same again. (A/N: Sound familiar?)
Beast boy: I give you a ten.
Raven (opens mouth as if to say something, but is interrupted): Opens mouth
Narrator: Raven told him to shut up.
All: Glares at narrator
Authoress: What kinda crap was that?
Narrator: Sorry. I thought I should have a line or something.
Raven: Shut up.
Beast boy: Me or the narrator?
Raven: Both.
Authoress: Back to normal. ACTION!
Raven: Shut up.
Beast boy: Okay.
Starfire: Not to worry friends! This glorious morning, I have followed the directions of the book of cook exactly!
Robin: Excellent!
Raven (looking quizzically at Robin): When have you ever said 'excellent'?
Authoress: Seriously. That wasn't in the script.
Robin (looking down at floor): I'm sorry. I just wanted to sound smart, so I changed it.
Raven: Hey, next to Beast boy, you sound like a college professor.
Robin: Thanks, Raven. Where'd Star go?
Cyborg: I think she went to finish the fudge.
Robin: I'm going into the kitchen with Starfire.
Beast boy (in mock surprise): Who would have guessed?
Raven: Since when are you sarcastic?
Beast boy: Since now.
Robin (just getting what Beast boy was inferring): I'm going in there to…um…you know…
Raven (with a sneer): No, Robin, we don't know. Please educate us.
Robin (with difficulty finding an appropriate answer to the question): Well…uh…I just wanted to…um…
Cyborg: Stare at her?
Robin: Yeah…No!
Raven: Ask her out?
Robin: That's it…wait…No!
Beast boy: Tell her you love her?
Robin: Yes! Yes that's exactly what I wanted to do!
Narrator: Robin strode triumphantly out of the room. The other three titans smirked at each other…even Raven. Robin came running back into the room roughly five minutes afterwards.
Robin: NO!
Other three: No what, Robin?
Robin: I do NOT want to tell her that I love her.
Beast boy: Is it too soon?
Robin: Yes…No…I don't know…
Narrator: Robin slid down the wall and put his head in his hands.
Robin: I don't know what to do about her…I just…wonder…
Raven (softly, understandingly): Wonder what?
Robin: Will she reject me if I tell her?
Cyborg: ARE YOU BLIND, MAN?
Narrator: Robin looked up with puffy, red eyes and a look of disbelief plastered on his face.
Robin: E-excuse me?
Cyborg: She's loved you for about three years, now!
Robin: Really?
Cyborg and Beast boy: DUH!
Raven: Um…yah…she has.
Robin (standing up): You know what? I'm gonna go tell her that I love her, too.
Narrator: Cyborg slapped him on the back on his way out. Beast boy gave him a high five and Raven…did nothing. The three titans couldn't help but want to follow their leader to the 'battlefield'. But upon arriving at their destination, their eyes rested on a figure lying in a heap by the kitchen counter.
Robin: STARFIRE!
Narrator: The four titans rushed to her aid as she attempted to speak, but could produce no sound.
Cyborg: We need to take her to sickbay now!
Raven: What was your first clue, Sherlock?
Robin: No time for sarcasm! Hurry up!
Narrator: After two hours and a great many tests, Raven concluded her friend's condition and called upon the others to discuss it.
Robin: Will she be ok?
Raven (ignoring Robin's comment): Well, I ran many tests…
Robin (interrupting): Will she be ok?
Raven (giving Robin a dirty look, but continuing): …and found the problem…
Robin (interrupting): Will she be ok?
Raven (giving Robin a dirty look, but continuing): …no internal organs were damaged…
Robin (interrupting): Will she be ok?
Raven (growing impatient with Robin): …the condition is in her mind…
Robin (interrupting): Will she be ok?
Raven: YES! NOW SHUT UP SO I CAN EXPLAIN IT TO YOU!
Narrator: A nearby lamp broke, a table split in two, and Beast boy's pants fell down. In a flash, they were back up and Beast boy was fumbling with the zipper and cursing, slowly turning crimson.
Raven: …
Raven: D-did I do that?
Beast boy: No, I just forgot to put on a belt.
Cyborg: Ooooookay….just one question….
Beast boy: Yeah?
Cyborg: Why on earth are your boxers pink?
Narrator: Robin, Raven, and Beast boy gave him disgusted looks.
Cyborg: What? What I do?
Robin: YOU LOOKED?
Raven: …
Beast boy: I feel violated and faint.
Robin: YOU LOOKED?
Raven: …
Beast boy: I feel faint and violated.
Robin: YOU LOOKED?
Raven: …Um…continuing…Starfire is suffering from a severe state of shock, and is in a brief coma until her mind accepts whatever has scared her to be true…so now…
Robin: We just have to find what scared her.
Narrator: The room suddenly grew cold.
Robin: Beast boy, close the window. We need to think.
Beast boy: Um…there is no window.
Narrator: The four awake Titans looked at each fearfully.
All four: The curse of the Fudge!
Narrator: They ran into the kitchen and looked around frantically. Suddenly, Raven found what her teammate had done wrong.
Raven: Y-you guys…
Other three (fearfully; dreading the answer): Yes?
Raven: I found the problem…
Cyborg (walking over to Raven and looking over her shoulder): SHE PUT IT INTO THE WRONG SIZED PAN!
Narrator: DUN DUN DUN!
How was that, guys? Alright…at least five good reviews and I'll continue! YAY!