LoamyCoffee: Little irritated with myself, apparently I forgot to follow this story. The shame.
Anywho, The wedding episode is beginning~ Super excited to see how this turns out~
Also didn't know how to spell the name of Starfire's betrothed, so I looked it up!
Yes, I look forward to hearing about Glgrdsklechhh. And yes, I double checked how to spell it.
Also congrats to Ventus for being on reserve status, because your friends were dumb enough to play dead!
Sorry, that part in the show really cheesed me off. I mean, they've fought Slade before so they knew he was dangerously smart. Next time, More story for the Tournament of Heroines~

Re: Yeah, because this mini-arc has possibilities.
As for the Reserve Status thing, I remembered how Speedy was a Reservist and it came up when General Wade Eiling turned himself into "Captain Nazi", and I DID figure that since Ventus got CREDIT for Slade's downfall, both metaphorically and literally, that he'd get promoted to Reserve status.
As for what's happening in this chapter, originally it was going to be a one-shot, but I never got around to completing it, so I figure here's as good a place as any to put it. Hope you enjoy~

Ddperson3569: You're still doing it. I think you are a little biased against Robin. On the plus side, nice to know which part of 11thhe series we are at.

Re: I'm working on working away from that, though Robin does seem like he becomes a bit more flexible after the whole "True Master" thing, so hopefully things change in a more-meaningful way by THAT point.

Raidentensho: I actually wonder if other Leaguers will be seen. just saying that Captain Marvel/Shazam would connect well to Ventus. plus i'm sure that at least one Magic user would be interested in Ventus's potential due to being an elemental would make him able to connect to magic. pretty sure Vixen would connect to him via her amulet. the origins of it leads to other amulets of the elements where hers was from, they were destroyed right? yet the energy would have to go somewhere since hers is still intact and thus has a connection. something to think about. this will be epic. until then, later!

Re: I plan on bringing more of the League in later, though I won't say how or why.

*TEEN TITANS*

It was another day in the main Watchtower, which was the biggest out of 80 that orbited over the Earth at all times of the day, housing superheroes from all over the world, as well as a few others. The current setting was the cafeteria just below the observation deck, and it was the lunch rush, the off-duty heroes sitting back and enjoying their meals when a rip in the fabric of reality suddenly appeared just below the ceiling. From within it the sound of screaming women, and one guy, met the ears of those listening as they looked up from what they were eating, a mass of bodies crashing into the floor, strangely enough kicking up a cloud of dust even though the place was spotless. Maybe the unknown visitors had brought it with them?

Anyway, a couple of the heroes got up and walked toward the clearing dust, but kept their distance and their fighting stances or weapons ready. When it cleared, they were greeted with the sights of several teenage and young woman heroines all laid out across the floor in obvious states of distress from the trip/fall. When the last of the smoke cleared, some of the women present balked at the sight that greeted them, whereas the men could only flush and/or laugh at the state that the owner of the one male voice from before had found himself in.

A brunette male, wearing Japanese garb with a broken wooden sword in hand, was drawing jaw-dropping looks around as he laid face-first up Supergirl's skirt, the blond groaning as she rubbed her head, unconsciously clamping her thighs together and pulling the teen inwards, muffled cries leaving his lips as his arms flailed wildly. When the woman released his head and slowly got to her feet, the brunette was able to do so as well, swaggering to the sides before tripping on a petite girl with blond hair and goggles before toppling over.

Landing and causing everyone to winch, the brunette had landed on a girl who looked like a green arrow fanatic, her blond hair tied up in a ponytail, one of her breasts held in the brunette's hand and his lips mashed into hers. The blond's eyes widened once she recognized what was going on, and with a yell of- "Perv!" –she booted him off of her, the teen once again flailing backwards before tumbling over the back of a ashen-skinned girl in a blue mage's cloak, the brunette soon toppling down on top a girl bearing similarities to Wonder Woman.

Though the girl was disoriented she tried catching him, only to be brought down to the ground, her head landing in his lap and causing him to winch and hold his lap with a pained grimace on his face as he hobbled away.

As a red-haired woman with golden eyes in Japanese attire commonly worn by sukeban got to her feet, rubbing her temple underneath a grinning skull-themed ornament, she turned around to face the brunette right as his face found its way into her ample bosom. The redhead's brow twitched as the brunette extricated himself from her chest, his hands going to her large mounds as leverage when his hair got tangled up. Shaking his head, his hands involuntarily squeezed the woman's bust, said woman simply glowering at him before she cupped the sides of his face. A loud -crack- punched through the open air as the woman tightened her grip around his jawline and gave him a wicked head smash with a huff, the brunette once again sent spiraling backwards, a pink-haired girl groaning as she got up, her back catching his heels and causing him to fumble onto a white-skinned girl with her hair and clothing colored black with red accents, the two sprawled onto the floor in a suggestive tangle.

When the white-skinned girl flirted with him in a cultured British accent, the teen immediately flustered and got back to his feet as though leaping away from a snake, brandishing the remainder of his wooden blade –the bokken, you perverts- and regained his footing long enough to look around.

All in all, the only ones who he hadn't -unintentionally- done anything that would've constituted as perverted to were a herculean woman in yellow and black panther-themed wrestler's attire, a tan-skinned girl in an ocean-based jumpsuit, an auburn-haired woman in a bat-themed outfit, an orange-skinned girl wearing revealing purple clothing, and those he ended up tripping over.

All of this happened in the span of a few -humorous- seconds, all of the girls incredibly flustered though not immediately lashing out at the brunette, while the teen himself tried to regain his bearings.

"Alright, as soon as the room stops spinning, let's find out where we are and... get... home..." the brunette began to say only to suddenly freeze up as he felt daggers being glared into his back. Turning around, he came face-to-face with a number of female superheroes, all glaring at him with irate looks on their faces, some turning red in anger. With a startled- "Eep!" –the brunette began to walk backwards, only to bump into none other than Green Arrow, who also had a cross look on his face as he glared down at the boy who'd molested his protégé behind his domino mask. Staggering backwards and trying to mount some small defense with the two-foot piece of wood in his hands –once again, the bokken, you perverts-, only for a stern-sounding- "Ahem." –to draw his attention. Turning around he came across none other than Wonder Woman, who at the moment was steadying the girl who bore a similar appearance and attire to her; she did not look happy.

"Ugh... Ven...? Where are we?" the petite blond asked as she rubbed the spots from her eyes, but soon froze up at the tense atmosphere around them, worriedly eyeing the posse surrounding the brunette who looked like a rat backed into a corner; figuratively of course.

"We're in space, that's for certain," Raven groaned as she worked the crick out of her back from being tripped over, her eyes landing on the panoramic-view windows showing space's vast expanse, as well as the curvature of the Earth.

"Ooh! I know of this place! We are in one of the League of Justice's towers of watching," Starfire said in awe as she got up. "Friend Ventus, who are your new friends?" she asked in an innocent tone as the group of heroines, Green Arrow, and Aquaman, began to converge upon the brunette like he were the lone victim facing a horde of ravenous zombies.

"Starfire, I don't think they want to make Ven their friend," Terra said worriedly.

"What happened while I was out? And whose shoeprint is this on my back?" Raven asked irately as she looked down on her cloak.

"Now… before you guys do anything you might regret…" Ventus said worriedly as he raised up his hands, slowly backing away from the approaching parental figures. " . . . Do you know what time it is?"

"Uh… what-"

"It's burrito time, motherfuckaaaaa!" he shrieked as he wrenched a nearby tray of burittos from the buffet line and hurled the contents at the approaching heroes, spattering their faces and costumes with various mixtures of beef, rice, cheese, and beans.

At the exact moment their eyes clamped shut to avoid the deluge of tortilla-wrapped goodness he was out the door, Raven, Starfire, and Terra following after as the heroes began to recover.

"Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, oh crap! Running, running, running!" Ventus squealed as he ran full-sprint down the hall.

"Oh my, it is so beautiful from up here," Starfire awed as she looked out the panoramic-view window.

"I think we have more important things to be worrying about!" Terra cried as the guardians of the young heroines Ventus had fondled started running after them, covered in burrito mix.

"What's going on down here?" Superman asked flying down the hall towards them, drawn in by the commotion.

"Superman! Help! Help us! They've been body-jacked by Telepathic Brain Parasites from Arcturus-7!" Ventus yelped as he jabbed a thumb over his shoulder.

"Wait, really?" he asked with raised brows.

"Yes really! Why do you think I'm running?!" Ventus yelped as the offended heroes ran up the hall toward him.

"Is that… burrito mix?" Superman asked as he floated backwards, keeping pace.

"Yes! That's how they got into the Watchtower! I don't want to be body-jacked by Brain Parasites!"

"Don't worry, I'll stop them," Superman said with a nod.

His lips pursed, the Man of Steel unleashed a chilling cone of air that washed over the irate heroes, covering them from the neck down in ice.

"Don't worry. We'll get those Brain Parasites out of you," Superman said floating over to them.

"Brain parasites? What the heck are you talking about?" Green Arrow demanded.

"That's exactly the sort of thing someone possessed by Brain Parasites would say!" Terra said as she followed Ventus around the corner.

*TEEN TITANS*

Adrenaline flooding his systems, Ventus ran like his life depended on it -because it kind of did-, the halls of the Watchtower a veritable blur. All that kept him on track toward the teleporter bay were the numerous station directories scattered about like you'd find in any shopping mall.

Normally, running through the halls would get you noticed, but since League members were called to-action at a moment's notice almost every day, the fleeing Titans didn't actually garner that much attention; at least as no-one took enough of a look to notice they were teenagers.

Though based on what could be heard at their backs, it seemed the whole "Brain Parasite" thing had been dismissed and the irate female League members were coming after him.

That and the thing with Supergirl's skirt when she'd landed on his face, but that was neither here nor there.

He only hoped the lead lining meant to keep cosmic radiation out also extended to the station's interior, otherwise… he doubted Superman would appreciate the little white lie from earlier.

"Yes! We made it!" Ventus shouted as they arrived in the teleporter bay, people arriving and vanishing in columns of light, like something out of Star Trek. "C'mon girls! Move it, move it, move it!" he said ushering them through the door, slamming his elbow into the control panel next to it, sparks guttering out of the crushed buttons as the bulkhead door slammed shut behind them.

Knowing that such a method wouldn't keep superhumans off of him for long however, he quickly made his way over to the nearest teleporter pad, which the girls were considerate enough to form around.

"You! I need emergency evac! NOW!" Ventus shouted frantically.

"What's the emergency? Also, how'd you get up here?" the technician demanded.

Moments later the door was violently wrenched open partway, numerous League members glaring daggers at him through the crack, while various young female proteges attempted to clear the misunderstandings up; clearly to no avail.

"Ugh! Fine! I'll do it myself! Girls! Get in position!" Ventus shouted as he hip-checked the technician out of the way, his fingers a veritable blur, the frantic *Klic-Klac* of keys sounding as the commands were entered in.

"Do you really know how to use that thing?" Terra asked worriedly.

"The interface is very user-friendly," Ventus answered. "Okay! We're good to go!" he said dashing onto the dais with the other members of the Titans.

"Get back here!" Wonder Woman shouted, a veritable font of female fury.

"Eject!-Eject-Eject!-Eject!-Eject!" the brunette wailed terrifyingly as he closed his eyes and braced himself for both Wonder Woman and Green Arrow respectively to knock his lights out ahead of the others.

Right before they could however, the four teens had disappeared in flashes of light, the console auto-scrambling the Logs of where they went so there'd be a chance they weren't followed.

Although in hindsight, a single inquiry as to where they lived, would've made that a moot point...

*TEEN TITANS*

"Uhhh… Question," Beast Boy started.

"Yes?" Batgirl asked.

"How'd you know about the parts you weren't there for?"

"Super-hearing," Supergirl said tapping her ear.

"Oh… That makes sense," Beast Boy nodded.

"Really? That's what you're most-curious about?" Cyborg asked incredulously.

"How do you think friend Ventus' meeting with Terrific of Mister is going?" Starfire asked with a tilt of her head.

"I'm sure it's just finalizing some paperwork," Batgirl replied. "He was already a shoe-in, he just needed to get his actual documents to make it official."

*TEEN TITANS*

"So just to be absolutely clear on this…" Mr. Terrific repeated at the end of their meeting, a transcript of Ventus' interview in his hands, "Slade fell into the lava flow, you didn't kick him down."

"YES! That's what I keep telling everyone!" Ventus cried exasperatedly, his Justice League Reserve Member card and commemorative certificate resting on the table in front of him. "Do you Justice League types think so little of us that's the only way you think he could've gone down? If I Lion King'd his ass?"

"That's not what I'm saying."

"That's what you're implying by asking this, again. I gave my statement a dozen times, on-the-record," he said jabbing an angry finger on the table. "Oh my god…"

"What?"

"You're a RACIST!" Ventus suddenly shouted, Mr. Terrific's shoulder's hitching as the door to the meeting room opened at the worst possible moment, one of the Justice League staff looking at him incredulously before fast-walking off.

"No, wait- I am not racist!" Mr. Terrific shouted, running off in an attempt to run damage control.

"And like that, our meeting is concluded," Ventus said grabbing his documentation and walking off in the opposite direction.

*TEEN TITANS*

"Supergirl… Batgirl… What the hell did you tell those guys?" Ventus asked in response to the strange looks he was getting after rendevouxing in the cafeteria.

Then again, Beast Boy's mutterance of- "Lucky pervert…" -may've had something to do with the inquiry too…

"Oh, more or less exactly how things went down~" Supergirl said with a cheeky grin.

"At least you had the common sense to wear bicycle shorts under that skirt," Ventus countered, a light dusting of red on his cheeks as he pointed a flippant finger at her attire.

"Yeah, well..." Supergirl shrugged. "Superman didn't want me panty-flashing everyone I flew past, sooo..."

"How'd your meeting go?" Cyborg asked.

"It's official. I'm on the Reserve roster," Ventus said holding up a silver and black ID card, the Justice League emblem embossed on the opposite side of his picture.

"Congrats! When we get back to Jump, we've got to celebrate!" Beast Boy said with an excited grin.

"You think crime will go down once word gets out you're a big-shot?" Terra asked with a grin.

"It might take a couple 'Duke Nukem's, but I think they'll get the memo eventually," Ventus hummed.

"Duke... Nukem...?" Starfire asked with a tilt of her head.

"Oh, you know... 'I'm here to kick ass and chew bubblegum; and I'm all out of gum'."

"But why would you leave the house to kick the ass and chew the gum of bubbles if you're out of the gum?" Starfire asked innocently.

"Is that what I sounded like when you first met me?" Supergirl asked over her shoulder. "Rao, it's weird to see from the outside."

"Sooo... What now?" Terra asked. "No big ceremony?"

"Only when we join the big leagues," Ventus answered, stepping out of the cafeteria.

"Um... aren't the teleporters that way?" Beast Boy asked jabbing a thumb over his shoulder.

"Oh, we'll be taking the scenic route home," Ventus returned.

"Scenic…?" they all asked confusedly.

*TEEN TITANS*

"I think I speak for all of us when I say… WHAT!?" Cyborg gawped as the Teen Titans found themselves in the Javelin hangar, a veritable beehive of activity as League members were deployed to or returned from all corners of the globe.

"Yeah. The scenic route home. Taking home a Javelin is kind of implied," Ventus said plainly.

"Do all Reservists have this kind of pull?" Cyborg asked as they piled into an elevator, Ventus' eyes on a piece of paper.

"Only the ones that take down wanted criminals sought out by the international community with millions of dollars on their heads," Ventus answered as they made their way to one of the Javelin bays. "It also helps that the Teen Titans have the facilities to house a Javelin. If we didn't, we, or more-specifically I, would not be getting a sweet new ride."

"What's wrong with the T-Ship?" Cyborg asked, crossing his arms.

"Well, it's bright orange and unnecessarily T-shaped for one," the wind-wielder answered. "Next, the Javelin isn't a repurposed submarine, it's designed to fly through space, sky, and sea. Also, lightly-used or not, I'm much more confident in Batman's design than what you cobbled together from alien scraps; no offense."

"And yet, I'm still offended…" Cyborg grumbled.

"Can you even fly this thing?" Robin asked skeptically as they entered one of the pods where their "new" Javelin waited for them. At first it was completely indistinguishable from all the other Javelins in the hangar bay, but a closer inspection revealed different amounts of wear on the dark-blue paint and yellow accents, the landing gear a telltale sign it'd come and gone from Earth many times over.

At the moment, a pair of technicians were wheeling a large crate up the landing ramp, a technical designation on the paper stapled to the side clearly visible.

"Mr. Terrific sent over a simulator program when I got the invite. Anything I can't do, I delegate to the autopilot," Ventus answered. "It's very robust."

"Shotgun!" Beast Boy cried.

"Shotgu-Crap!" Terra swore.

"You uh... If you want it you can have it," Beast Boy replied bashfully.

"No, no, it's fine. I'll just take a window seat," Terra returned.

"But are they not all the seats among windows?" Starfire asked looking up into the cabin.

"I don't think that's really the point," Raven said floating up into it, finding herself a seat in the rear.

"Oh! Anyone need to use the bathroom before we go?" Ventus suddenly spoke up. "Because FYI, I'm not going to explain to space traffic control why I'm suddenly doubling back. I will not have her maiden voyage be so embarrassing!"

"Maiden?" Cyborg gawped. "That thing is ancient."

" . . . Just for that, you can walk home."

"Ah, no, wait! I'm sorry! I take it back! I TAKE IT BACK!" Cyborg said frantically.

*TEEN TITANS*

" . . . I can't believe you really left him back there," Terra admitted after a few moments.

"Hey, he insulted my baby. I was not about to let that fly," Ventus said affectionately rubbing the control panel in front of him.

"What's this do?" Beast Boy asked pressing a random button, a missile shooting out the underside of the ship's nose and into the distance.

A few moments later the missile drifted off-course, drawn by Earth's gravity and intercepting a cylindrical object, which moments later went up in flames.

"OH CRAP! WHAT DID I JUST SHOOT DOWN?!" Beast Boy screamed in panic as they passed the cloud of debris.

" . . . The Hubble Telescope," Terra said looking up from a control panel.

"WHAAAT!?" Robin shrieked.

"Relax, I'm joking," Terra waved off. " . . . It was a Russian spy satellite."

"Um... yay?" Beast Boy said awkwardly.

"I'm throwing you under the bus if this comes back to bite me in the ass," Ventus said flatly.

"That's fair..."

*TEEN TITANS*

"Ah, welcome home, Master Ventus," Wintergreen greeted as the Javelin landed upon the roof, Kitten at his side and looking up with wide eyes and gaping mouth as they descended the landing ramp. "How was space?"

"Space was cool, wasn't it, Mini-me?" Ventus asked over his shoulder.

"Why're you looking at me when you say that?" Robin grumbled.

"Well, you are the shortest one of us here," Beast Boy hummed.

"I'm not short. And you're shorter than I am."

In response, Beast Boy transformed into a gorilla, absolutely dwarfing the Boy Wonder.

"You were saying?" Terra chuckled.

"Hey, at least I'm not the one who blew up a spy satellite!" Robin bit out, causing Beast Boy to wilt.

"Okay, sooo… you teleport up to the Watchtower… and you come back home with a spaceship after allegedly shooting down someone's spy satellite…" Kitten gawped as she stared at the Javelin. "How the heck did that happen!?"

"Turns out being the guy who took down Deathstroke, INDIRECTLY!" he shouted at Robin before he could speak up, "comes with some fringe benefits. Speaking of which…" he said activating his T-Comm. and connecting to the Watchtower. "Yes, hello? This is Reserve Member: Ventus, requesting a listing of all available League and Reserve members with experience operating within a heavily-populated metropolitan area. The Teen Titans are about to take a trip into deep space, and I'd rather not leave Jump City undefended. Yes I'll hold."

"Green of Winter, did any interesting things occur while we were on the Tower of Watching?" Starfire asked the new butler.

"Nothing of note, though you coming home in a new spaceship was a pleasant surprise," Wintergreen nodded.

"It's actually lightly-used, but very cool," Beast Boy said giving two thumbs-up. "I mean just look at that thing. So much elbow room!"

"Well sorr-yyy if the T-Sub's a little cramped," Cyborg grumbled as he walked up onto the roof. "And second, I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU LEFT ME!"

"First off, a little?" Raven asked with a raised brow. "The seats don't even recline."

"Didn't think you cared about that sort of thing," Terra hummed.

"And second, you were the one calling Vent's 'baby' 'ancient'," she continued, Cyborg wincing slightly.

"Alright, it's all good," Ventus hummed closing his T-Comm. "I got a few League members coming in tomorrow morning at first light, so as soon as they're in the Tower we'll be good to go."

"Oh. Well… Have a good trip," Kitten said dejectedly.

"What're you talking about?" Ventus asked. "You're coming with us, aren't you?"

At this Kitten's eyes went wide, the girl turning towards him, her mouth opening and closing in shock.

"You… you really mean it?" she asked blinking owlishly at him.

"Well, yeah. You might not be a superhero, but you're my friend, and I wouldn't want to leave you out. After all, how many girls your age get to say they've been to space?" Ventus replied, Kitten's eyes watering before she threw her arms around his neck and embraced him, Ventus' arms going to the girl's back while Terra fumed in the background. "Wintergreen, I'd offer to take you up too, but…"

"You need me to mind the Tower while the Titans' replacements are here. I understand perfectly," Wintergreen replied with a bow. "It would probably be for the best. I'm probably too old to be gallivanting off into space anyhow, and knowing your luck…" he trailed off.

"Thank you for understanding," Ventus replied with a bow. "Alright, Cyborg!" he said snapping back to the Javelin. "I want that new Slipspace Generator mounted in the T-Ship on the double. Run all necessary tests to make sure it works, but I want to be wheels up by the time our replacement team arrives."

"Yeah, you got it," Cyborg said walking in and carrying out the aforementioned drive, grunting from the effort before Starfire effortlessly hefted it onto her shoulder and floated away. " . . . Well that's a little emasculating."

"Didn't you get rid of your Limiter?" Raven asked with a raised brow.

"I did, but an engine capable of punching a hole through time and space is still going to be incredibly heavy…" Cyborg defended.

"Shotgun," Terra stated.

"Shotgu- Crap!" Kitten hissed.

"And we aren't all piling into the new Javelin... why exactly?" Raven asked with a raised brow.

"Always good to have a backup. That, and I don't want Cyborg feeling like his hard work can be replaced with League resources," Ventus answered. "On the upside, now we don't need to worry about those pesky luggage constraints!"

"Whoopee," Raven hummed unenthusiastically. "Just make sure you read the manual on that thing. I don't want to have to bail you out if we run into any surprises."

"Don't worry, I will," Ventus returned. "So..." he said turning to the two blondes. "Who wants to learn how to fly a spaceship?" he offered, the two girls raising their hands enthusiastically while Raven rolled her eyes.

*TEEN TITANS*

AN:
I always found it weird that Speedy could appear in both Teen Titans and Justice League: Unlimited, but none of the other Titans could in either or, so I thought I'd bridge the gap a bit more. Plus, adding a Javelin to the Teen Titans' garage means I don't have to squeeze 8 people into a 6-person ship.

Anywho, next-chapter we're finally getting into space, with plenty of changes in the works. Look forward to it!