AN: Well Bob, I think you actually did your job this time around.
Bob the Muse: What the hell does that mean?
Tenshi: It means that since I've gotten you I've had horrible writer block… you totally were slacking in the muse department.
Bob: What are you talking about – I've worked with you on three stories now!
Tenshi: Yeah, three stories that got started and now I can't figure out what to do with them! You were absolutely useless!
Bob: Well I'm trying. You're not the easiest person to work with you know.
Tenshi: O.o
Bob: Hehe, and, as a treat, I'm letting you have your way so you can make this a Rae/BB story.
Tenshi: I was wondering why this didn't turn into a Rob/Rae story like the other three.
Bob: I was feeling generous.
Tenshi: Whatever, just do your job and the disclaimer.
Bob: Fine. Tenshi does in fact own the Teen Titans, at least the first season and a half on DVD. As for the copyrighted stuff she is far too insignificant to ever own anything so grand.
Tenshi: I have said it before Bob and I will say it again, I hate you.
Bob: Hmm, let me check my contract… nope, it doesn't say anywhere here that I should care.
Tenshi: Grrr…
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The Breaking Point
By TenshiJaki
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"Comedy equals tragedy plus timing." – Anon.
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The nerve that connected to Raven's left eyebrow was working over time.

Twitch.
Twitch.
Twitch.

The incessant green annoyance known to the world at large as 'Beastboy' but to Raven merely as 'The Pest' was poking her shoulder trying to pry her attention away from her latest book. This wasn't a rare occurrence in the T-shaped tower, nor was Raven's continued ignorance to said occurrence. What was unusual was that after ten minutes of the continuous poking Beastboy had yet to get the hint.

Normally he would give up after one minute, two at the most. Ten was pushing Raven's tolerance level to its limits. Taking deep breaths to calm herself Raven vowed not to break. If she acknowledged his presence it would only serve to encourage him. He would see this as a sure fire way to get her attention again in the future. She would not, could not, take that chance. No matter what.

Poke.
Poke.
Poke.
Twitch.
Poke.
Poke.
Twitch.
Twitch.
Poke.
Poke.
Twitch.
Pok…

"What the HELL DO YOU WANT BEASTBOY!" Well, so much for that vow. Large green eyes met narrowed violet ones as the green shifter smiled down at her looking a little confused. "Uh, I don't remember… guess I forgot. Nevermind." With that Beastboy turned on his heels and headed off to do who knows what.

Twitch.
'I will not kill him.'
Twitch.
Twitch.
'I will not disembowel him with a spork.'
Twitch.
'I will not shave him bald and paint him blue.'
Twitch.

"Hey Rae… Uh, I guess judging from the look on your face BB told you huh? Hey, it's not to bad, we can fix it." Raven was interrupted from her inner dialogue by her mostly metal friend who was looking at her as though she might eat the remaining flesh from his body. "What are you talking about Cyborg, fix what?"

"You mean the grass stain didn't tell you?"

"Tell me what?" Raven grated out the last word, she was trying to be nice but first Beastboys actions and now Cyborgs, well a girl only has so many nerves after all, and Raven's last one was currently tap dancing on her forehead.

Twitch.

"Uh, well you see, BB had this great idea for a prank on Rob, and it was going ok, all planned out and everything…"
"Do you have a point Cyborg?"
"Well, there was a little accident…"
"Accident?"
"It involved your room… uh… but like I said Rae, it can be fixed!"

Cyborg was backing up quickly. Most didn't know it but for such a large man he was very nimble on his feet. This came in handy from time to time, like when he went out dancing with Bee, or when he had to run for his life from a very pissed off Raven.

"What happened to my room Cyborg?" The mere fact that Raven sounded so calm was setting off all Cy's internal alarms. The alarm for 'Danger', the alarm for 'Run for Your Life', the alarm for 'The Apocalypse Is Nigh'. Cyborg wasn't one to ever question his self-preservation systems. With a quick dash to the nearest exit he yelled back to a very pissed off half demon, "Ask Beastboy!"

Twitch.
Twitch.
Twitch.

Raven decided to go see her room for herself. She was dreading the worse. The worse being her door knocked down, again, some of her items in disarray, again, and perhaps even a few things broken, again. When she reached her door however she saw that the worse had not happened. It was far, far more terrible.

Twitch.

Where Raven's door used to stand there was a gapping hole in the wall. Beyond was a clear view of the afternoon sky and the land and sea beyond. Raven's entire room was missing, completely gone. It looked as though an explosion had taken out a chunk of the area that was once her sanctuary.

'Beastboy.'

Twitch. Twitch. Twitch. Twitchity twitch twitch twitch twitch. Twitch. Twitch. Twitch. Twitch. Twitch. Twitch. Twitch. Twitch. Twitch. Twitch.

If anyone had dared look into the face of doom, aka Ravens face, they would have thought her eyebrow was something alive, trying to free itself from its imprisonment. They would have next assumed the world had stopped spinning and the dimension known more commonly as 'Hell' had frozen over and opened itself to the public as an ice-skating rink. Why? Well that was simple. Raven was smiling. Not a small one either, a full blown 'Hello, I'm insane, nice to meat you – can I eat you' smile. This did not bode well for the world at large.

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All of the other Titans stayed as far away from Raven as they could for the rest of the day and that night. She had to use the guest room but she was far to gone to really mind all that much. She had a plan. And it was a good one if she did say so herself. Countless times she had been the victim of the general annoyances that lived with her. Robin and Star's tiptoed romance, Cyborgs love of all things meaty or electronic, and then there was just Beastboy in general.

If these things alone were not enough to send a person over the edge into insanity then combined they were a sure fire bet. She could recount countless times, well I suppose then she couldn't count, but she sure remembered, countless times that she had told them they were going to drive her insane and she now planned on proving it.

Raven wasn't really insane, but a person could only be pushed so far until they cracked. And Raven was definitely feeling the cracks. Her mind was still hers, none of her emotions were running amok, though a few were laughing evilly, but she was going to teach those people she occasionally referred to as friends that they shouldn't push a person tolerance beyond a certain point. Oh how they were going to learn. All that night, as she sat in the beige and white guest room (twitch) Raven plotted, and if anyone heard insane maniacal laughter coming from within they never mentioned it.

TBC… (hey, its an introductory chapter… its not supposed to be long… besides, the longer I make the fic the more reviews I can milk lol – come on triple digits…)

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AN2: TWITCH
Bob: Stop saying that… it's... disturbing!
Tenshi: Whatever. Anyways, this is for a special person who PM'd me (here you go J – you know who you are)… they wanted something good, something on par with my first fic, the candy one, and apparently my other stories weren't up to specs…
Bob: You liked the Christmas one though…
Tenshi: Yes, but we write for the public… sigh… oh well, anywho, that person motivated me to writing this fic.
Bob: Now lets see if you can actually finish it… you hate doing multi-chaptered fics… you quitter.
Tenshi: Shut up Bob… man I hate you. So anywho… I don't claim all the 'ideas' in this fic… you will see what I mean next chapter. I found this awesome list somewhere (authoress has developed young adult 'old-timers' – or the lasting effects of drug experimentation…) that had like a gazillion and a half ways to be annoying (or to get institutionalized) and I could just see Raven breaking and finally enacting a bit of revenge.
Bob: Institutionalized… haven't you been…
Tenshi: Shut up BOB! No one is supposed to hear about that! So anywho review if you like, I feed on them on cold lonely nights when there is no small mammals to bleed, don't flame though, I have a weak bladder…
Bob: TMI Tenshi TMI!
Tenshi: Shut up Bob, just shut up…