teen titans · robin · forced politeness · superhero team · awkward humor · control freak · starfire · beast boy · cyborg · raven
A lock clicks firmly on the Tower's armory door as the faint, serene strains of meditation music permeate the space. Robin stands at attention, a brittle, artificial smile visible beneath his mask, imposing an aura of cloying peace. "Observe!" he declares, his voice straining with forced calm. "We are the living essence of courtesy. No discord, only benevolence. We have rebranded as the Titans of Unconditional Aid!" Cyborg slams a metallic fist softly against his own chassis. "Bro, this is actual torment. The weaponized appliances in my arm are yearning for a legitimate threat, not for catering to the whims of unsuspecting fauna!" Beast Boy, currently a small, green hamster with a bandaged paw, squeaks mournfully. "The kindness initiative backfired. Embraced a hostile houseplant. I am now…