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The Perfect Blouse

Starfire had seen the most gorgeous pink blouse displayed in a shop window the other day, and knew she had to come back for it. Today she was returning with the funds to purchase the item, thanks to the generous allowance that Robin had set up for each of the Titans. 

(It was a good thing that the Titans were never lacking in cash, because Starfire still didn’t quite understand how much Earth money was worth. On her planet, there wasn’t much of a need for currency due to their values of sharing resources, and instead the Tamaraneans had a barter-based system when needed.)

Now the Tamaranean happily glided into the store to retrieve the shimmery piece of clothing. To Starfire’s relief, there was just one item left on the rack- and it looked like it was in her size. ‘Glorious!’, she thought as she reached for it.

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Dancing with The Devil

Roy had gotten himself into a bit of an odd situation: he was being forced to accompany a ‘Miss Kitten Walker’ to some high school dance, or else the city “would pay”. The diva was the daughter of local villain Killer Moth, and was tossing around threats about mutant moths and other nonsense. The only way to stop whatever plot she had planned was for Speedy to go on a date to a winter formal with her.

Robin had suggested that his team could attack Kitten and Killer Moth directly, instead of Speedy actually going to the dance, to save him the trouble. Apparently, the Boy Wonder had been through a similar ordeal and it has been quite traumatizing. Dick also warned Roy of the evil that Kitten contained under her seemingly harmless exterior, but Speedy had just laughed.

Speedy on the other hand, wasn’t exactly opposed to being her date. From what he had seen, Kitten was an attractive girl. And Roy hadn’t really attended the last couple years of high school himself, so the event itself might be interesting. Plus, anything being hosted by a ritzy school was sure to have lots of free food provided. It was a win-win for him.

So here Roy was, waiting at the front of the building for his date to arrive. His hair was carefully styled, even more so than usual, and he was dressed in a flattering suit. His bow and quiver were sitting in the passenger seat of the T-car in the parking lot, just in case anything did go wrong. He wasn’t really concerned, though. This would be his easiest mission yet.