BDL #93 - Teen Titans
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Title: The Flea
Fandom: Teen Titans
Characters: Beast Boy, Starfire, Robin
Word Count: 150
Rating: PG
Summary: It's that time of year again, no matter how much Beast Boy wishes it weren't.
“You can’t make me!”
“Yes, I can!”
A crowd had started to gather.
“I won’t. There’s no way you can get me to.”
“You are being unreasonable!”
“I’m being plenty reasonable! It’s … it’s cruel and unusual!”
Everyone winced as talons scraped down metal walls.
“It is the time of the year! You knew it was happening!”
“You were supposed to forget!”
“With you running around the Tower like that?” Robin laughed from the doorway.
“A little help would be nice!”
The sides of the door started to buckle. People got out of the way.
“Beast Boy!”
“I won’t I won’t I wo--”
Robin ducked.
Water sprayed over the floor.
Beast Boy gave his teammate a sheepish look. “Well. Um. Look at it this way. At least you won’t have fleas, either?”
The scorch mark followed his line of flight down the corridor and around the corner.
“Come back here…!”
Fandom: Teen Titans
Characters: Beast Boy, Starfire, Robin
Word Count: 150
Rating: PG
Summary: It's that time of year again, no matter how much Beast Boy wishes it weren't.
“You can’t make me!”
“Yes, I can!”
A crowd had started to gather.
“I won’t. There’s no way you can get me to.”
“You are being unreasonable!”
“I’m being plenty reasonable! It’s … it’s cruel and unusual!”
Everyone winced as talons scraped down metal walls.
“It is the time of the year! You knew it was happening!”
“You were supposed to forget!”
“With you running around the Tower like that?” Robin laughed from the doorway.
“A little help would be nice!”
The sides of the door started to buckle. People got out of the way.
“Beast Boy!”
“I won’t I won’t I wo--”
Robin ducked.
Water sprayed over the floor.
Beast Boy gave his teammate a sheepish look. “Well. Um. Look at it this way. At least you won’t have fleas, either?”
The scorch mark followed his line of flight down the corridor and around the corner.
“Come back here…!”