Barry. –Suggested by Vylette Satine

"He's what?"

Larry looked sheepish and tapped his non-magic fingers together. "I just wanted an arch nemesis too," he explained. "R'dnairok was so excited for me."

"You created yourself an arch nemesis?" Robin blurted, disbelieving. "To impress Starfire?"

"My Erifrats, not yours," Larry protested. "There's nothing wrong with that! Only Erifrats… she liked Emannosrepcirerneg so much they ran off together."

Robin's eye twitched. "Who?"

"Emannosrepcirerneg," Larry explained with the patience of a saint as he hovered in mid air just before Robin's eyes.

Robin rubbed his face. "Okay. Let me get this straight. You used your magic finger to create… Barry… who is your equivalent to my Red X, Xder, and Erifrats… ran off with him?"

Larry nodded. "Will you help me get my Rats back?" he pleaded, his hands clasped together.

Robin pulled a face. "Okay, your names just sound odd."

Larry continued, "She's so impressed with his magic. Robin you have to teach me how to be manly and tough like you and flirt and make Erifrats all tingly like you make Starfire and if I impress Erifrats, then she'll come back to me!"

"I don't know that I can really help," Robin said. "I don't do magic."

"But we're boyfriend buddies!" Larry exclaimed. "And every Nosyarg kcid needs R'dnairok!" He battered his eyes at Robin. "Please?"

Robin really didn't want to continue this conversation. Starfire was already having hysterics about the conversation as a whole and had fallen off the bed. It was bad enough that Larry was so distraught he'd popped out of Robin's nose again in the middle of a heated make out session but really, enough was enough.

"Larry… um… Barry's got nothing on you. It's not the size of the… magic finger… that counts. It's how you use it."


Sub. –Suggested by Star of Airdrie

"Salami?" Cyborg called.

Beast Boy wrinkled his nose in disgust. "Ugg… but check. You have a veggie one for me, right?"

"Keeping your vegan crap separate," Cyborg complained with a roll of his eye. "But yes. Gotcha covered. Lettuce?"

"Check." The lettuce arched through the air from the fridge to be deftly caught by Cyborg after Beast Boy had thrown it over his shoulder.

"Better chuck me whatever tofu gunk you want on yours. Tomato?"

Across went the bag of tomatoes. "Check," Beast Boy said and calmly threw his tofu over his shoulder as well. "And here's my 'gunk'."

"At least you admit it."

Raven let out a heartfelt sigh from across the room. "Is my chicken one ready yet? I'm hungry."

Beast Boy scowled at her. "Keep your cape on Raven, this is a fine art."

She lifted an eyebrow. "All you're doing is tossing ingredients from the fridge to Cyborg. He's the one making them."

"Tossing is a fine art!"

"You got that right," Raven smirked.

Beast Boy was outraged. "Hey!"

"Calm down, you two," Cyborg said, wagging his knife at both of them. "Cheese."

"Check." A block of cheese flew through the air and clonked Cyborg on the head before he caught the fumble.

"Onions or no, Rae?" Cyborg asked.

"No thanks," she muttered, burying her face in her book again.

"Mushrooms?"

"… Yes please."

"Mushrooms, BB!"

Across went a paper bag of mushrooms. "Check."

"Pickles."

Beast Boy wrinkled his nose. "Yuk. And no. Starfire ate the last of our pickles."

There was a flurry of activity from Cyborg followed by a long moment of awed pause.

"We're finished."

Beast Boy nodded approvingly. "It's a thing of beauty."

"It's a sandwich," Raven muttered. "You eat it."

Cyborg gestured at his creations, stars in his eyes. "Yes, but look at those layers. The poise. The vegetable to meat ratio." Already he could taste the flavor.

"Vegetable to tofu ratio," Beast Boy said, taking his sandwich and having a bite.

"Oh whatever," Raven said with a roll of her eyes. "Can I have mine now?"

As though summoned by the sandwich gods, Robin appeared. "Ohh, hey. Subs! I was starving," he said as he grabbed the closest one off Cyborg's plate.

Cyborg batted at Robin's hands. "Robin, get yo' hands off that, it's mine."

Robin jumped up to sit on the bench itself, cheekily taking a bite of the sub before Cyborg could stop him. "Yum, Cy, this is really tasty. You've outdone yourself."

"He's right," Raven added, carefully chewing her bite. "Nice."

Beast Boy agreed with a nod, already stuffing his face.

"Subs?" Starfire asked, having been similarly summoned by the 'let's mess with the boy wonder' god, who was having a slow day, her hands behind her back as she regarded them curiously.

"Submarines, Star," Robin explained, swallowing his mouthful. "Do you want bite of mine?"

She tilted her head and innocently asked, "Is a Submarine not something filled with Seamen?"


Couch.

Raven was sitting on the couch reading, the sun shining in the bay windows, dust glittering in the bright afternoon rays. Beast Boy flopped down next to her and grinned.

She looked at him out the corner of her eyes, not turning her head.

"Yes?"

"Just wanna see what you're up to."

"You can't tell?"

"Well reading, duh Captain Obvious. For how long?"

Raven shrugged, turning back to her book. "Until you go away, probably."

Beast Boy ignored her comment, tilting his head and studying Raven's hair.

"What is that?" He reached forward. Raven pulled away.

"What are you doing?"

"There's something in your hair." Raven frowned and allowed Beast Boy to pull a tiny little gemstone out of her strands.

"Weird… it's this little crystal."

Raven leaned forward and looked mystified, wondering how that had gotten in her hair.

"Accessorizing, huh Raven?" Beast Boy teased. Something glinted on the couch. "Hey, there's another one."

The two of them stood up, and they appeared to be all over the couch.

"What the hell are these?"

The other three Titans looked over from the kitchen.

"What'd you get on my couch, BB?" Cyborg said threateningly, lumbering over.

"Nothing! It wasn't me! There's these weird crystally things all over it!"

Starfire's eyes widened. Robin coughed and looked away.

Cyborg studied the little gems stuck to Beast Boy's fingers. Recognition flooded onto his face.

"AWWWWHHH HELL NO!" He swung around and pointed an accusing finger at the two still sitting at the counter.

Both looked extremely guilty.

"You didn't! You DID! She got them vajizzle things or whatever… AW MAN! What the hell were you two doin' on my couch?"

"Apparently each other," Raven said, pulling another one out of her hair with a little distaste. "At least, obviously there was much inappropriate fondling."

"I don't get it, they're just little crystals. So Star put them on her arm or whatever," Beast Boy said, examining them.

"Oh no, BB," Cyborg said. "Her arm ain't where she put vajazzles."

The expression melted off Beast Boy's face.

"EWWW! She put them where?" he exclaimed shrilly, trying desperately to shake them off his fingers.


Cold. –Suggested by Vylette Satine

A piercing scream rang throughout the tower.

Robin's heart was in his throat and he was immediately heading for the common room, Beast Boy converging in the hallway with him. He looked worried too. That was Starfire's scream.

Robin heard his name being called frantically.

When the two boys burst into the room, Raven and Cyborg having caught up too, Starfire was huddled on the couch and shaking like a leaf. Her eyes were widened in terror and she was staring outside the huge bay window like the world was ending out there.

Robin skidded to a stop behind the couch.

"What's wrong?" he exclaimed. His eyes scanned the entire room looking for any sign of threat or anything even misplaced to cause her reaction.

"What has happened!" Starfire cried, pointing a shaking finger to the window.

"What?" Robin said, confused. He looked outside. There didn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary. Sure, Jump City was experiencing a particularly vicious cold snap, the churning ocean was a slate gray, the clouds formed an oppressive sheet across the sky, and a fresh blanket of snow covered everything-

Oh. The snow.

"Starfire, you've never seen snow before, have you?" Robin asked.

"What is this snow?" she trembled. "I have never seen anything like this. I thought…" she trailed off with a blush.

Robin couldn't help it, he laughed. Cyborg and Beast Boy grinned, and Raven shook her head with a smirk.

"It's basically frozen rain," Robin explained.

"Frozen rain," Starfire repeated, mulling over the concept.

"Yes. When the air temperature drops below a certain degrees, water freezes and falls, accumulating on the ground. We call it snow."

"Oh. So we are not under attack? The sky is not falling?"

He grinned. "Not at all. Actually, want to go outside? It's really fun to play in."

"You can touch it?" she said, shrinking away from the window and curling her hands to her chest.

"It's a little chilly, but yes you can touch it. You can eat it too, if you want," he said humorously.

"Just don't eat any yellow snow," Cyborg advised with sassy smirk.

"Eww," Raven said.

"Sometimes I can't hold it guys, I'm sorry!" Beast Boy whined.

"There is yellow snow?" Starfire asked.

"Ah…" Robin said. He glared at Cyborg and smacked him.

"There is when Beast Boy turns into a dog and uses the yard as his bathroom," Raven drawled.

"Oh!" Starfire crinkled her nose in distaste and also gave Beast Boy a look. "I shall make absolutely sure I stay away from the snow that is yellow."

The changeling looked sheepish. "Well! When Robin uses the bathroom for like an hour putting in his stupid hair gel what am I supposed to do?"

"Oh shut up," Robin rolled his eyes.

"Seriously dude, you take longer than the girls to get ready."

"Come on Star, I'll take you outside," Robin said, glowering at Beast Boy and grabbing Starfire's hand. She blushed at his contact as he pulled her up from the couch.

"At least B uses the yard and not the house plant, like he did that one time," Cyborg quipped. "He totally killed the poor thing."

"Nuh uh! It's because no one watered it ever! I was doing it a favor! My ah… contribution was the only drop of liquid that ficus ever saw!"

"I am not certain I wish to experience this snow," Starfire said hesitantly, Beast Boy and Cyborg's banter fading as Robin led them out of the common room.

"I'll be right with you," he assured her. She inclined her head shyly. She was embarrassed about making a scene over something that was apparently nothing. There were just too many strange and new things about this planet.

"Let's see…" Robin said, digging in the coat closet. "I know I have a winter jacket in here somewhere…"

"Oh, you have to put on extra clothes?"

Robin stopped rummaging and looked at her. "You don't?"

She shrugged. "I can fly through space. It is extremely cold in the void. My people have the ability to accommodate to the temperatures around us."

"Oh. Okay, no coat for you then. I still need one though, cause I'm warm blooded," he joked, pulling out his winter coat. He also found his winter boots and tugged them on, slipping a pair of mittens on his hands.

"Ready?"

He led her down to the ground floor of the tower and held her hand as he guided her out the door.

She was apprehensive as Robin stepped into the snow. He grabbed her hand, waiting for her to step out too. She toed it with her boot, consciously trying to curb the strength of her nervous grip on his.

He smiled. "It's okay, Star."

She stepped out, her foot crunching down in the snow. She took another step, staring wondrously at the white fluff covering the entire island.

"Here, I'll show you how to make a snow angel!" Robin said, releasing her hand and dashing out into the yard. She let his hand go with slight disappointment.

He flopped backward and began flapping his arms and legs, pushing up drifts of snow around him. Starfire giggled, because he looked a little more than silly.

Finally he got up, brushing the snow off his coat and out of his hair.

"Come here," he beckoned.

Starfire floated up into the air.

"That's cheating Starfire," he teased. "You have to walk in it!"

She huffed and landed next to him.

"Brrr, you make me cold just looking at you," Robin said, noting her exotic orange skin didn't even have one goose bump.

"I do not feel the cold like you do," she said, tilting her head at the impression he had made on the ground.

"Oh!" she exclaimed, clapping her hands merrily. "It rather does look like the mythical winged humanoids!"

He chuckled. "You try making one."

She complied, bravely laying down in the snow and copying the motions she had seen him do.

She floated up, shaking the snow out of her air.

"There. They are a pair," she smiled at him, heat rising in her belly at his blush.

"Perfect," he agreed.

At that moment a wayward snowball flew through the air and smacked Starfire right on the bottom.

The poor alien princess yelped and flung herself into Robin's arms, exclaiming about how she knew this snow was not benevolent and now it had attacked them and she should not have allowed her guard down.

Robin was surprised at his friend plastering herself against him, but the guy in him couldn't help but think it was a shame he had this huge downy jacket on, because he wondered what her body would feel like against his.

His musings were cut short when he heard a familiar mischievous giggle from behind a snowdrift. He rolled his eyes with a grin and patted Starfire on the back to calm her down, though she was still clinging to him.

"Beast Boy!" He called the changeling out.

Said changeling popped his head up from behind his cover. "Sorry, I just couldn't resist!"

"Don't scare Starfire! She was unsure about the snow the way it was!"

"I know dude, but ah… don't you think you should be thanking me?" Beast Boy waggled his eyebrows.

Starfire eeped and pulled away, blushing madly. Robin coughed and tugged at his collar.

"You're totally welcome, bro."


Realism.

"Robin, I do not bend that way."

"Um… how's this?"

"You are on my hair."

"Sorry. Can you move your foot?"

"How is this?"

"Better. Are you comfortable?"

"Yes."

"Can I move yet?"

"Are you certain you are positioned correctly?"

"Um, pretty sure… I mean, it's not hurting is it?"

"No. It is very… nice?"

"Nice? Oh, now I'm hurt."

"Ow, not too hard please."

"Damn it, they make it look so easy in the movies. Sorry. What if I did…?"

"Oh… yes… that is nice."

"At least I can do something right."

"I did not expect this to be quite so… awkward."

"Me either- Ow, ow, ow! Starfire! Human! Break easy!"

"Oh! Robin, are you injured?"

"Just my pride."

-donk-

"Ow!"

"You broke my headboard!"

"You slammed me into it!"

"Are you okay?"

"Yes. Shall we move down the bed a bit?"

"Okay. Let me just- um… yeah… better?"

"Much."

"Except I fell out. Hang on."

"That tickles."

"Haha, sorry. Just… I don't think I put the condom on right; it's kind of hurting. Sec, I'll fix it."

"Okay."

"Nope, that's not gonna work. It's all twisted funny. New condom time. Sorry about this."

"Better to be safe, Robin."

"You're really sexy when you're all flushed like that."

"I like you with the messy hair."

"I'm glad. Okay, ready again."

"Just be gentle."

"How's that?"

"Are you in?"

"I'm a little concerned that you have to ask."

"Oh, my apologies, I did not mean to imply—"

"It's okay, I guess there's a lot happening down there for you."

"Yes."

"Doesn't hurt anymore, does it?"

"No, it is quite pleasant."

"Good."

"Why are you laughing?"

"Oh! I am so- teehee… sorry, it is just… listen… no, do not stop."

"… Okay, that's so romantic right there, Star. Way to ruin the mood."

"It sounds like Beast Boy slurping a—"

"Beast Boy is not a topic I want to talk about when we're doing this!"

"If you kissed me, perhaps I would not… mmmphfm."

"Can you go a little faster?"

"Sssssck… Grayson Rocket preparing to launch."

-thwack-

"Hey!"

"It was not funny."

"I thought it was."

"Oh… yes."

"I think I'm getting the hang of this."

"Can you do that again?"

"What? This?"

"Oh. Yes…"

"Oh, I do like that."

"Star, you feel so good."

"Are you close?"

"I… ah… do not know. It feels very good."

"I don't know… if… I… too close… can't hold back… longer."

"That is the okay, Robin."

"Oh

…that was amazing."

"I found it quite enjoyable. You make the cutest noises."

"Haha, thanks. Sorry about… you know, not getting you there too."

"I do not mind. We may try again later."

"Okay. Hang on, I just gotta get rid of this…yeah. Um, ick."

"You are coming back to snuggle me, are you not?"

"Yes, of course."

"Good. Er… Robin, did you remember to lock the door?"

"Um no, why? SILKIE! Get off the bed!"


Okay, first off you should know that my Scout's honor means absolutely nothing because I was not a boy scout (and even if I was a girl scout, we're just gonna skip over that fact. I have no honor whatsoever, apparently). The reason why this post took so long was because Kry was dragging her feet on her couple of drabbles, having been busy with Masks, and it was mostly late because she wrote Realism after her whole public service announcement on Masks, and Kry borrowed something from One Thing for the ending of Realism. So I couldn't post this until I posted on One Thing, otherwise it just would've looked funny. And we all know my track record with One Thing, which was taking me forever.

Anyway, there's our realistic sex scene. Haha it is totally not hot at all! Sex is sooo awkward until you get the hang of it.

Thank you for the lovely suggestions everyone, please keep them coming!