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Got It Made
[Fights & Make-Ups]

"Star why are you so mad at me? I'm not the mayor! I can't help it that I'm late!" Robin yelled. Loudly. His words echoing throughout the halls and in every little corner or crevice in the Tower, something not ignorable. He was in the kitchen, fighting obviously. And next to him was the very person he was battling with.

Starfire.

"Yes but Robin, if you know that you are going to be late then you call me to tell me! You can not just keep showing up whenever you have to!" Starfire fought back with an equal amount of rage, getting more and more angry at each passing second.

"What do you mean?" Robin questioned her.

Starfire turned away from him, closing her eyes and giving him a chilling cold shoulder. But she still spoke to him, loud and clear.

"You do not remember that faithful night?" Her voice faded with each word, closing down all together, and waiting for his reply.

But being the clueless husband that he was, Robin still looked confused.

"I believe your exact words were, 'It was just a few drinks'?" She spoke up, facing him in the process.

Robin put his hand over his face, and let it slide down very, very slowly.

"I told you a million times I was sorry! And here you are accusing me of it again!" The fight had officially initiated.

"Oh will—" "How can you just—" "Will you please—" "Don't you dare tell me—" "What else am I going to say?" "Come on just—"

The rest of the titans sat on the sofa, ignoring the couple with mistaken ease. Raven was reading her book, not bothering to look up at all while Beastboy and Cyborg were playing some sort of video game, also not paying attention to Robin and Starfire.

They had gotten skilled over the past week. Robin would come home after presenting and discussing his criminal files with the mayor. Unfortunately it was a long process and Starfire would be stuck waiting for him, for hours. And when he finally got in the door he would be greeted with some sort of argument, not a kiss, not a hug, just yelling.

And as usual the rest of the team would pay no attention, doing their normal activities without even trying to stop the married couple.

"And here come the pots." Said Beastboy, never taking his eyes of his game. Seconds after his comment came the sound of slamming pots against the wall.

"And the confession." Cyborg added, also watching his game intently. Only a mere whisper could be heard behind them.

"And the smack." Raven said. A slap could be heard, hand to cheek.

It was silent after that. The titans, though, knew what came next.

"3." Beast Boy counted.

"2." Added Raven.

"1." Cyborg finished.

At that moment the three turned to look behind them, only to see Robin leaning against the counter and kissing Starfire who curled up in his arms. Their make-out session went on for several more seconds before Raven, Cyborg, and Beastboy cleared their throats.

The couple broke apart and looked at them, waiting for an explanation.

"Why don't you save yourself the breath Robin and just go up to the bedroom now." Explained Raven.

"Hey how did you—" He started.

"Just go." Cyborg answered.

"Okay." Robin added, with no hesitation he picked Starfire up bridal style and headed to their room.

"Beastboy do you mind turning that up?" Raven asked, an obedient Beastboy turning up the volume on the TV following her request.

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