Thanks for all of your reviews and I am sorry about the delays but honestly I’m not as interested in TT as I used to be so motivation is harder to pick up on.

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Operation: Interrogations Never Do The Intended Given Objectives

7:30pm 7th January, in the ‘base’

Commence Operation: INDIGO

Primary Objective: Convince Little Rae-Rae and mini BB to help us.

Secondary Objectives:

Make sure that they are not spotted by neither BB nor Rae

Fix the swinging lamp in the ‘base’

-X-

The base was dimly lit as they began to interrogate the two puppets inside the cheaply bought hamster cage. The light bulb was quite obviously on its last legs but Cyborg didn’t feel the need to change it yet as it set more of an atmosphere.

The hamster cage was set on top of a revolving chair, with it’s height adjusted so the highest possible. On the other side of a table were Cyborg, Robin and Starfire. Cyborg and Robin were putting on their best ‘do-what-we-say-or-we-will-hurt-you-’ faces while Starfire smiled happily at them, which really ruined the effect. But could you blame her? They were the most adorable things she had ever seen.

Cyborg stood up slowly and, due to his height, his head hit the dangling light bulb causing it to swing steadily.

“Look.” He started, “This is what’s going to happen. You’re going to help us in our mission by doing small and demeaning tasks that will hopefully work out better than our previous missions and in return we don’t send you to the pre-school down the road whose kids will tear you limb from limb.”

Mini BB started to shiver but little Rae-Rae gave a ‘you-wouldn’t-dare’ look, which was quite the achievement seeing as her face was painted on.

“And yes, we have full authority to do so. In fact, the children of Jump City’s kindergarten class have already been notified about some new toys.” Robin smirked. He stood up and swung the revolving chair around so that the puppets had a clear picture of the large computer screen behind them. Robin pushed a couple buttons and the HDTV turned on and the faces of about thirty pre-school kids appeared on the screen. At the moment there was fight between the kids for the right to hold a soft panda toy, which was currently so mutilated that it no longer looked like a soft toy, never mind a panda. The tug of war continued until the panda’s head (or was it a leg?) came off and the children fell backwards. Screams erupted from the little monsters as the pain of falling and the fact that the new toy was broken. This lasted for several minutes until Robin decided that his eardrums had suffered enough and turned off the TV.

Little Rae-Rae was staring at the screen, wide eyed and not blinking once (not that she had eyelids to blink with in the first place, but you get the idea) and mini BB was curled up on the floor slowly rocking forwards and backwards.

Robin inwardly smiled, they had the puppets right where they wanted them. The wooden replicas knew that if they were sent to the school then there was no chance of survival and that the death would be very slow and very, very painful. Yes Robin did know that this was coercion and that this would technically be illegal, but that is for humans. As far as he knew (which is quite a lot when it comes to laws) there was no law for coercion on puppets.

‘Thank God for loopholes’ He thought, his smirk growing wider.

-X-

Beast Boy sighed at his fourteenth attempt of finding his beloved scrapbook. Not that he had actually attempted anything the first thirteen times and he hadn’t done anything this time either. It wasn’t his fault that he got distracted easily and his attention span rivalled that of a rock, and that was on a good day too.

Unfortunately, today was not a good day.

Flashback

First he had decided to have some food after a minute of hard searching (he found some old pizza, still tasted good apparently) but to his horror the entire living room was still ablaze after his friends’ flamethrower rampage. Losing his appetite completely after seeing Starfire’s celebration pudding incinerated with little black smoking dots in it he decided to go back to searching for his book.

While walking back to his room he stopped abruptly and found himself facing Raven’s room. Then a thought struck his mind, he could ask Raven for help! She can move things with her mind so the job would be done quicker and he wouldn’t get distracted if Raven was there because she’d make sure he’d get it done. He confidently knocked on Raven’s door.

‘Pure genius.’ He thought smugly.

-X-

Beast Boy lay against his door, panting slightly. Maybe asking Raven wasn’t such a good idea at all. He’d completely forgotten just how scary Raven and her evil-magic-talons-of-instant-doom could be. He didn’t understand it though, when he had thought it through in his head…wait, had he actually done that? Probably not. Anyway, he didn’t expect her to react that badly.

“I mean, what could she possibly be doing that is so important that she can’t help out a friend-” He paused, he distinctly remembered her saying that she was going to meditate, and there was a death threat thrown in there somewhere.

“Maybe I should try listening to her more often.” He thought aloud and pondered the idea but shrugged it off. Raven doesn’t talk often and when she does it isn’t on any interesting topics like the newest gamestation games or any funny events like when him and Cyborg entered Starfire into a hotdog eating competition and won. It’s always serious doom and gloom or stuff that a brain with intelligence rivalling that of a rock (poor rock) couldn’t possibly comprehend.

With that in mind he stood up and stretched, ready to try again at searching for his book.

Five hours and eleven tries later he still hadn’t found his scrapbook, but he did currently have the highest score in rag doll baseball.

Deciding that he had done enough work for one day, Beast Boy stretched in his chair and sighed. He was bored. He was bored with absolutely nothing to do. He valued his life so he couldn’t bug Raven, and he hadn’t seen Starfire, Robin or Cyborg since the flamethrower incident and quite frankly he didn’t want to without first knowing what was going through their heads.

After waiting and thinking for five minutes he decided to do what he came here to do, find that scrapbook.

7 hours later (still in flashback)

“Hello? Cyborg, come in? Help?” Beast Boy pleaded into his communicator.

“Yo BB, where are you?” Cyborg’s picture appeared on the screen, although his face showed slight concern it was obvious that he’d only just realised that Beast Boy was missing.

“Well it’s square, metal and smells awful.” Beast Boy didn’t really want to reveal his location; after all it was a tad embarrassing.

“Please tell me you weren’t beaten up by a girl again, BB.” Cyborg sighed, thinking that Beast Boy had been squashed into a trashcan or dumpster of sorts for hitting on the locals again.

“Hey! I wasn’t.” Cyborg gave a sceptical look. “Seriously, I didn’t go near the girls this time.”

Cyborg gave a sigh of relief; at least his green friend wouldn’t make his car stink on the way back. “Okay, so where do I pick you up?”

“Well,” In Beast Boy’s opinion, this was pure humiliation. Cyborg smirked, for him to be this embarrassed it must be bad.

“I’m-” a cat meowed next to Beast Boy and he attempted muffle the noise by covering the sound sensors on the communicator. But, Cyborg still heard it.

Cyborg began to snicker; he knew where his friend was now. “BB you were caught by the city pound again, weren’t ya?”

The changeling sighed, then nodded and cringed when Cyborg started to belt out laughter.

After five minutes of continuous laughter, Beast Boy snapped. “Are you gonna help me or what?”

Cyborg’s laughter began to die down and he could be seen wiping a tear from his eye. “Okay I’ll pick you up in five, see ya in a bit.” The picture on the communicator disappeared, showing that the conversation had been cut off.

Beast Boy sighed, this was the only place where his powers couldn’t be put to good use. If he turned into any animal in order to escape they would simply recapture him before he figured his way through the building. The pound was a maze to him who, after all, had been caught several times before.

-X-

Cyborg tried his best to stop sniggering as he drove his best friend home, he really did. But when said friend has heightened hearing even the slightest sound is heard.

“Dude! Quit laughing, this is bad enough for my ego as it is!” Beast Boy complained after listening to five minutes of muffled snickering.

Cyborg burst out laughing again as they arrived back home, resting his head on the steering wheel as his ribs began to hurt. Beast Boy grunted and left the car as quickly as possible, deciding that he really needed to find that scrapbook now.

End Flashback

Beast Boy sighed again and thought for a moment then, deciding that he had done enough work for one day, went to go and try to beat Cyborg on the Gamestation.

“What goes around comes around, Cy. You made fun outta me, so I’ll kick your butt this time.” The changeling smirked to himself as he left the room.

Because of the amount of mess in Beast Boy’s room his door was actually unable to shut properly and left just enough space for a small object to move through easily, a puppet for example. Conveniently, mini BB was waiting just around the corner, a delicate item in his hands and a mission to deliver it.

As he saw that his larger look-alike had turned the corner, he dashed through the gap in the door and dived into the room. He looked around for somewhere to place the mirror, unfortunately all of the furniture towered above him and there was no way that he could throw that far (his arms, after all, are made of string). He then looked over to the bed, which seemed climbable and he should be able to throw it since the mattress would stop it from breaking.

Mini BB pulled his arm back and threw with all of his might. The hand mirror (in case you couldn’t figure it out) flew through the air and landed on the bed, only to bounce back and hit him on the head. Mini BB flinched expecting the mirror to break, but luckily it was still intact.

Mini BB sighed; this would take longer than he thought.

-X-

Little Rae-Rae wasn’t having much luck either. Even though Starfire had dragged Raven out of her room, her door was shut tightly. Little Rae-Rae dropped the sled that was carrying Beast Boy’s scrapbook and sat to think. She looked up and saw an air vent that lead to all of the rooms in this corridor. Luckily the grate was currently missing (remember Starfire’s trip?) so little Rae-Rae levitated herself and the trolley up to the vent. Upon reaching the vent she heard noises coming from behind her. It was odd, she thought, it almost sound like feet shuffling around.

Slowly, she turned around only to come face to face with what seemed like several thousand eyes. Now, like almost all people, little Rae-Rae was terrified of spiders so the first thing she did was grab the trolley and run as fast as her thread legs would take her in the opposite direction.

Every spider in the air vent colony scuttled after her, which was a lot. Some tripped up, some trod on others and got into fights as a result, some fell down the hole in the vent and some got pushed. Little Rae-Rae didn’t even realise that she had run past the grate over Raven’s room. Luckily the trolley was too heavy for the grate to handle and fell through, pulling her with it.

Little Rae-Rae fell ten feet into the depths of Raven’s room. Luckily she fell on a cushion that had been laid on the floor (convenient). Unfortunately, the trolley did not have such a lucky escape as it smashed on the floor and broke into pieces. The poor trolley will never carry anything again…

After a moment to mourn the loss of the trolley, little Rae-Rae mentally picked up the book and placed it gently on her bed, knowing full well that it could bounce back off if she threw it on (If only mini BB knew that). The book dropped onto the bed with a gentle thud.

Mission accomplished, she thought remembering the threat if she had failed. A noise above her made her jump and she looked up in horror to see that the spiders had caught up with her. She looked around for somewhere to hide and saw that Raven had left a drawer open. Quickly she jumped in it and closed it behind her, hoping that they would go away eventually.

-X-

Mini BB couldn’t stop thanking the blue mould monster for helping him get on top of the bed. He said his thanks once again and dragged the hand mirror to the middle of the bed, making sure that Beast Boy would see it. Ignorant of the mirror’s powers, mini BB began to look at his reflection in the mirror. That is, until red eyes appeared on it.

-X-

Mission Code: INDIGO

Mission Review:

Primary Objective: Complete

Secondary Objectives:

-Complete

-In progress

Prizes: None

Losses:

-Mini BB?

-X-

How long has it been? A year? Sorry bout that and the fact that this one is so short. But honestly, between school, exams, life, revision for exams and my loss in interest over TT I haven’t had the time. I have no idea when the next update will be.