A/N: Seems like its been forever an a day since I've written anything worth posting. Graduation looms just over the horizon, so I may be a it sporadic with updates. Anyways, I've dedicated to this story to my dear friend Persian85033. And a special thank you should go out to Mrs. Turtle, for keeping me on track. So, with that I give you The Brotherhood Boys of Bayville!

It had been a month since last we saw the mighty Brotherhood. They'd thoroughly been enjoying their freedom from the soul crushing institution more commonly known as high school. The bar couldn't have been more profitable, Lance had finally had the opportunity to instill Mini-skirt Fridays. Yes it looked like the boys were finally making something of themselves, so they didn't have to resort to petty theft. Well… one more time wouldn't hurt, would it?

-Forge's basement-

The basement door was thrown open, as it slammed against the wall Todd leapt from the top step to the ground and immediately began rummaging through random appliances.

He was quickly joined by Freddy, Lance and St. John.

"Its okay Misses… Forge's mom… we're friends with your son… Forge… We'll be out in a few minutes," Pietro stated just before speeding into the basement.

Freddy looked around at the various devices, "So, what are we doing in here again?" he asked scratching his head.

"Stealing a supped up blender for the bar," Todd stated as he grabbed one of the devices on a workbench.

Lance peeked an eyebrow, "I don't think that's a blender," he said eyeing the blender in question.

"Sure it is," he grabbed a random piece of fruit off the floor, "You just toss the fruit in here," he then started twisting dials, "Set it to trans-dimensional teleportation and wait for the drink to come out."

Pietro nodded then snapped his head in attention, "Wait… what was that last thing you said?" he asked in a slight panic.

"Wait for the drink to come out?" Todd asked in confusion.

A purple light filled the room, and the boys were gone.

"Boys?" Forge's mom questioned from the top of the stair, "I guess they already left. They're good boys," she said with a smile.

-Jump City, but the boys don't know that do they?-

The Brotherhood Boys of Bayville landed in the middle of a three way street, in a most ungraceful pile.

St. John's head shot up from the pile, "Did everything just taste purple for a second?" he asked taking several glances around.

The boys quickly got to their feet, and Lance's hands quickly wrapped around Todd's neck, "What did you do?" he exclaimed ringing the smaller teens neck.

"Lance…" Pietro said taking a good look at his surroundings, "Lance," he said with more urgency, "Lance!"

"What!" Lance exclaimed letting Todd drop to the ground.

"We're not in Bayville anymore…" Pietro said pointing at the various streets.

"Guys…" Freddy said while staring at the blender in St. John's hands.

"Where are we? It's too cool for Bayville," Lance asked staring at a giant pizza parlor.

"Guys," Freddy said now looking at his comrades.

"I feel an ocean breeze. Are we in San Francisco?" Pietro asked crossing his arms.

"Guys!" Freddy exclaimed in a panic.

"What?" Lance asked turning to face the giant.

"I think the blender's gonna explode," Freddy said lifting St. John to show him.

"Not it!" St. John exclaimed shoving the device into Freddy's free hand that promptly shoved it back in the Aussie's hands, "Hey! Oih said not it!" shouted the deranged Aussie which started a heated game of hot potato.

St. John threw it to Lance who tossed it to Pietro who in turn pitched it back to St. John who fed it to Todd.

Todd held it in both hands as he began running in pure chaos, "What do I do? What do I do!" he said circling around the boys.

Freddy dropped the Aussie on his ass and grabbed Todd. He ripped the device from the green teen's hand and stuffed it into a near by mailbox, then uprooted the box and tossed it down the street. The resulting explosion could be felt by all five teens as they breathed sighs of relief.

But alas even a small felony could not be enjoyed by the boys as several squad cars came onto the scene.

An older portly man climbed out of his car, radio firmly in hand, "Dispatch, we got meta-human activity on North and Main, requesting backup," he said promptly slamming the device back into place, "Okay boys don't make me call the meta-human ops unit."

The boys exchanged puzzled looks before Todd leapt in front of the group, "We ain't meta-humans yo, we're mutants," he said ducking down into a crouch.

This time it was the cop's turn to stare in confusion, "What's a mutant?" he asked scratching his balding head.

"I'm kinda offended yo," Todd said turning back to face the Brotherhood Boys, "We were on the news and everything. We fought Magneto."

The officers began taking steps back, as if the boys had contracted the black plague.

"What's a magneto?" the senior officer asked, as his hand drifted to his sidearm.

And with that one simple question the boys knew instantaneously that they were definitely not in Kansas any more.

Lance pinched the bridge of his nose, "Todd, tell me what you set the blender to again," he said as calmly as the situation would allow.

Todd swallowed a hard lump before answering, "Trans-dimensional teleportation," he said the Patented Brotherhood Smile of Innocence plastered on his face.

"We're in a different dimension!" Lance exclaimed releasing a powerful tremor, sending the police officers to the ground.

"No! Oih'm too young to be in another doihmension!" St. John exclaimed dropping to his knees in the process, "Oih never knocked up 'Mara!"

"What are we going to do, Lance?" Pietro asked crossing his arms in annoyance.

"Going to jail seems like the best answer!"

Lance's tremor suddenly stopped as he turned to face the soon to be dead man. He stared at a slightly smaller teen wearing a domino mask and a uniform comprised of green, yellow, and red. Lance took a calming breath as he noticed that the teen wasn't alone, two women floating in the sky, one orange skinned and dressed in purple, and the other shrouded in a dark blue hood, a man quite literally made of steel stood to the teen's right, while a green teen in a purple and black leotard stood to his left.

Lance glared daggers at the teen, "Want to run that by me again?" he asked releasing a tremor that dwarfed the former.

"We can do this one of two ways…" the teen started but was quickly interrupted.

"Oh good a cliché. Boys, show these flatscans what the Brotherhood thinks of clichés," Lance ordered as he stomped the ground sending jagged rocks toward the five trespassers.

The rocks were quickly reduced to rubble, courtesy of a blue sonic-blast.

"Booyah!" the steel man exclaimed, brandishing his very arm as a weapon.

Lance quickly leapt into the air slamming both fists into the ground, sending out radial waves on concrete, knocking the male teen off balance.

"Starfire!" the teen exclaimed.

The orange skinned beauty nodded, as her hand became engulfed in a green sphere of energy. Then just as quickly as it had been gathered, it had been released into Lance's chest sending him crashing into a parked squad car.

To the teens surprise the Brotherhood remained perfectly still. That is until…

"Dibs, on the Goth girl!" Pietro exclaimed.

"Dibs on the… Dammit!" Todd exclaimed, "Stupid super speed. I got the green guy."

Freddy cracked his knuckles, "Tin man," he said with a nod.

St. John leapt forward, sticking both hands in his pockets, "Oih got chuckles," he said ripping a pair of lighters out and igniting them in the process.

Now the boys are the best street fighting crew in the state of New York, it was just their rotten luck to be dropped in the middle of another dimension at the mercy of a group of crime fighting teens. Yeah, they're boned…

St. John was promptly kicked in the face breaking the psyonic connection to the flame he'd just created. Stumbling back he noticed that he'd been disarmed. He glared at the teen that was now brandishing a Bo staff. St. John dug into his pocket and pulled out a box of matches, which were quickly knocked out of his hands by the teen. Not one to be defeated so easily, St. John promptly pulled out a pair of flint stones, alas before he could strike them together, they too were removed from his grasp, "Oh come on!" the Aussie exclaimed, staring down the most annoying individual he'd ever met, he now had to resort to his most desperate technique… he began frantically rubbing two sticks together.

Mere yards away Freddy was fairing no better, his mechanical rival had already deduced that he could not simply move the Blob, so he shot the ground out from under him and began raining uppercuts on the immovable giant, for even he is susceptible to a concussion.

"Come here often?" questioned a speeding Pietro. Dodging blackened cars, signs, and various other pieces of debris, "Oh, hey that one came pretty close!"

"Keep talking," was all the deadpan girl said, as her eyes began glowing.

Pietro was suddenly lifted into the air and slammed into a near by wall… repeatedly, "I hate psi-chicks," he groaned as he slid to the ground.

Todd's scream could then be heard down the street as he ran as fast as his little toad legs could carry him, then to everyone's surprise a genuine living breathing albeit green Tyrannosaurus Rex followed mere inches away from the young green teen, "Why do I get stuck with the T-Rex?!" he exclaimed diving behind the squad car Lance had slammed into.

Freddy, Pietro, and St. John were promptly thrown at the car as well.

"Good job Titans," the boy with the domino mask said.

"We are victorious!" the orange-skinned girl exclaimed.

Before any more celebratory cheers could be issued Lance Alvers, the walking Rictor Scale himself, stood in front of all five teen, and simply glared at them.

"He doesn't know when to stay down," the deadpan girl stated.

"Names," Lance said balling his hands into fists, "What are your names?"

"Robin," the boy with the domino mask said.

"Cyborg," the mechanical man stated.

"Beast Boy," the T-Rex growled out before shrinking into the green teen.

"Raven," the deadpan girl said blowing a strand of hair from her face.

"I am Starfire, who may I ask are you?" the orange-skinned girl asked with a huge smile.

"We're the Brotherhood, and that's all you need to know," Lance stated as he stomped the ground causing the concrete to crumble beneath him and the boys sending them on a trip through the sewer system.

The Teen Titans were left in total shock.

"Dude," Beast Boy whined, "I thought we already beat the Brotherhood."

"I guess there's one loose end left," Robin said as he knelt down to pick up a leather wallet.