Disclaimer: I do not own the Teen Titans or Cocoapuffs cereal (yet).
Note: HI EVERYONE! Sorry I didn't write in a while. I don't really have a good excuse. Just lazy, I suppose.
Anyway, if you haven't read "Teen Titans vs. Hurricane Buttercup," then I suggest you do. This probably won't be as long or as funny, but oh well. Read it anyway.
10:55 a.m. (approximately 3 days before Hurricane Cocoapuff)
Robin wiped his sweaty forehead as he hung there, dangling 50 feet in the air. He was currently hammering plywood to the many windows of Titan Tower. True, he couldn't fly like some of the others, but that wouldn't stop him from preparing for Hurricane Cocoapuff. The other Titans removed the plywood from before because they believed that staying in a boarded up house was unhealthy (especially for Robin, though they didn't mention this).
As he was hanging there, he noticed that Beast Boy sitting on the couch and watching T.V. He was supposed to be shopping for supplies. Robin called him.
"Hey Robin! What's up?"
"BB, what are you doing?"
"I'm shopping for supplies, remember?"
"No you're not."
"Yeah I am."
"I can see you through the window."
"What? Are you outside the store?"
"No, I see you sitting there on the couch watching television."
"No I'm not."
"Yeah you are."
"No I'm not."
"I can see you through the window as we are speaking."
"You're imagining things."
"Dude, I'm like making eye contact with you right now."
"Um…" Beast Boy smiled and waved at him enthusiastically.
"Right!" Beast Boy ran out…and went to his room to watch T.V. there instead.
Note: Sorry this is so short…I might not be able to continue for a while…can you believe I got homework over the summer? Geez, no rest whatsoever… but seriously, writing these stories should be a yearly tradition. Every hurricane season, some more funny stuff happens to me.
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Flamers are THRUST INTO THE HURRICANE! BUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!