I am so bored, that I have decided to write the worst fanfic ever. This
isn't the way I normally am; I'm just a little down in the dumps and full
of sugar. So, uh, I think I'm just going to have the Titans wander
meaninglessly and say weird things that no one thinks are funny. Yeah,
sure, let's go with that. Please tell me I'm doing a great job at doing a
terrible job, seeing that this is the worst fanfic ever and screwing
everything up is the point.
Oh, yeah. I don't own any Titans, Masters, kiwis, BeastBoy's recipes, squirrels, toasters, revolvers, magazines, bacons, flowers, foxes, shoes, cigarettes, nor blood.
Aaaaaaaaaannd.... THEY'RE OFF!!!
-The Titans are performing daily occurrences.-
Robin- *yelling at the toaster* You're just a toaster!! You'll always be a toaster!! You will never be nothing more than just a friggin' TOASTER!!!
Cyborg- *speaking in [sort of] French with a squirrel* Allez vous capitain! Bain le teste Cousteau! (Crackers! Crackers! But no squeaky cheese!!)
Squirrel- Rendezvous beau Voltaire Rousseau! Alredus le sois moi jacquesle! (I see dead people before they're dead!!)
Cyborg- Oui. (Stop rubbing my bacon and I'll give you a dollar.)
Starfire- REPENT!! THE END IS NEAR!! JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE CAN FLY!!
BeastBoy- Those kids are after me Lucky Charms! *Runs up to a pig* My secret chicken recipe shall never be yours!! *mounts pig*
Raven- *meditating*
Fox Slave-*searching in the fridge* Damnit! No kiwis!
Starfire-*pointing at the freezer* We keep them in the ice box so BeastBoy doesn't find them.
BeastBoy-I KNOW YOUR SEEEEEEEEECRET!!! BWAHAHAHA!!
Raven-*throws a shoe a BB* Pipe down.
Starfire-*realizes what has been going on* EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKK! INTRUDER!!!
Robin-*looks up from his staring contest with Toaster* TEEN TITANS!! KILL!!*continues staring contest*
Fox Slave-*sits down and quietly awaits doom*
Starfire-*sits down to read a magazine*
Fox Slave-*begins to sweat*
BeastBoy-*Makes a kiwi sandwich*
Cyborg-*performs open heart surgery*
Raven-*pulls out revolver and shoots Fox Slave*
Robin- Alright Raven!!
Toaster- You blinked.
Starfire- Way to go.
BeastBoy- *munching* Whatever.
Cyborg- Didja win?!
Patient- GAHHH!
Raven- Shut Up.
Fox Slave- *bleeds*
Fox Slave's Master [anonymous]-*reading the computer screen and smoking a cigarette* ...Fox? Could this be? Is Fox finally dead?
Fox Slave- *bleeds*
Fox Slave's Master [still anonymous]- YES! YES! FOX IS DEAD!! I'M FREE!! *tosses cigarette* WOO-HOO!!! GO [censored]! IT'S YA B-DAY!
Fox Slave's Master's [still anonymous] roommate [also anonymous]- *trying to sleep* Shuddap.
The next day, Fox's carcass was begging to irritate the Titans, so they took her body outside and used it as a fertilizer for the garden.
THE END
Wow! All that nonsense actually made me feel better! Please R&R.
Oh, yeah. I don't own any Titans, Masters, kiwis, BeastBoy's recipes, squirrels, toasters, revolvers, magazines, bacons, flowers, foxes, shoes, cigarettes, nor blood.
Aaaaaaaaaannd.... THEY'RE OFF!!!
-The Titans are performing daily occurrences.-
Robin- *yelling at the toaster* You're just a toaster!! You'll always be a toaster!! You will never be nothing more than just a friggin' TOASTER!!!
Cyborg- *speaking in [sort of] French with a squirrel* Allez vous capitain! Bain le teste Cousteau! (Crackers! Crackers! But no squeaky cheese!!)
Squirrel- Rendezvous beau Voltaire Rousseau! Alredus le sois moi jacquesle! (I see dead people before they're dead!!)
Cyborg- Oui. (Stop rubbing my bacon and I'll give you a dollar.)
Starfire- REPENT!! THE END IS NEAR!! JUSTIN TIMBERLAKE CAN FLY!!
BeastBoy- Those kids are after me Lucky Charms! *Runs up to a pig* My secret chicken recipe shall never be yours!! *mounts pig*
Raven- *meditating*
Fox Slave-*searching in the fridge* Damnit! No kiwis!
Starfire-*pointing at the freezer* We keep them in the ice box so BeastBoy doesn't find them.
BeastBoy-I KNOW YOUR SEEEEEEEEECRET!!! BWAHAHAHA!!
Raven-*throws a shoe a BB* Pipe down.
Starfire-*realizes what has been going on* EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKKKK! INTRUDER!!!
Robin-*looks up from his staring contest with Toaster* TEEN TITANS!! KILL!!*continues staring contest*
Fox Slave-*sits down and quietly awaits doom*
Starfire-*sits down to read a magazine*
Fox Slave-*begins to sweat*
BeastBoy-*Makes a kiwi sandwich*
Cyborg-*performs open heart surgery*
Raven-*pulls out revolver and shoots Fox Slave*
Robin- Alright Raven!!
Toaster- You blinked.
Starfire- Way to go.
BeastBoy- *munching* Whatever.
Cyborg- Didja win?!
Patient- GAHHH!
Raven- Shut Up.
Fox Slave- *bleeds*
Fox Slave's Master [anonymous]-*reading the computer screen and smoking a cigarette* ...Fox? Could this be? Is Fox finally dead?
Fox Slave- *bleeds*
Fox Slave's Master [still anonymous]- YES! YES! FOX IS DEAD!! I'M FREE!! *tosses cigarette* WOO-HOO!!! GO [censored]! IT'S YA B-DAY!
Fox Slave's Master's [still anonymous] roommate [also anonymous]- *trying to sleep* Shuddap.
The next day, Fox's carcass was begging to irritate the Titans, so they took her body outside and used it as a fertilizer for the garden.
THE END
Wow! All that nonsense actually made me feel better! Please R&R.