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(OPENING THEME PLAYING)

(STOMACH GURGLING)

Oh! My tummy's

tellin' me something.

-(STOMACH GURGLING)

-(SCREECHES)

(GASPS) Mine too, bro.

(STOMACH GURGLING)

My digestive fluids also wish

to relay the messages.

(STOMACH GURGLING)

Shh, quiet, I wanna hear

what they're saying.

(STOMACH GURGLING)

(ALL STOMACHS GURGLING)

What'd they say, mama?

They're saying...

(IMITATING STOMACH)

We're hungry for food!

Then let us put

the delicious morsels

into our internal food sacs.

Oh, yeah!

Who's cooking tonight?

-(PLAYING TRIANGLE)

-Oh, Titans! Come and get it!

(GROANING)

Oh, that guy.

Are you guys in

for a treat tonight!

My specialty, boiled potatoes.

-Not again!

-Aw, man!

Mmm! I got the mushiness

just right.

-Mmm!

-(CHEWING)

Come on, don't be shy.

So boring!

Why do you make the same

boiled mush every time?

It's like I always say,

"When you know

what's going in, you know

what's coming out."

Ah! And we wish

you would stop saying that.

My flavor buds crave

the excitement.

Don't worry, all we need

is a little fire!

-Hot sauce?

-That's right.

When things get boring,

you gotta spice 'em up!

Ah! (CHEWING)

Oh, yeah!

That's what I'm talking about!

-Let me in on that!

-Comin' at ya! (LAUGHS)

It's like my tongue was

in a deep sleep,

and a spicy prince came

and kissed it back to life.

(CHEERS)

(CHUCKLES) Ooh! Let me try!

Now I see all that was hidden,

the truth of life is revealed.

(KETTLE BOILING)

Spicy...

Stop! You're ruining the meal

and your lives!

Come on, bro,

get spicy with us.

(SNIFFING)

(GASPS)

(PANTING)

I inhaled the fumes...

(GASPING) Throat closing...

(COUGHING)

(GASPING)

I can't... Can't breathe...

(COUGHING) Must drink milk

to neutralize the effect.

(GULPING)

(GASPING)

Close one, almost died.

Titans, trust me,

you do not want to

get into the spice game.

It is a never-ending

escalation of spice

that leaves you spicier

and spicier until you don't

know what spice is anymore.

No. The true spice of life

is routine.

-(ALARM BEEPING)

-Look, it's 7:15,

you know what that means.

Bedtime!

(ALL SIGHING)

(SIGHING)

What's wrong with you guys?

Our life is lacking the spice.

I can't stop thinking about

that spicy prince.

Will my tongue

ever wake up again?

-(CRYING)

-Everything is so dull now.

Then we need to get your minds

off the spice.

I know, how about a potato?

Look at the little guy!

How could he not

brighten your day?

Now, who's ready

to spice things up?

ALL: We are!

I'd like you

to meet hot pepper!

ALL: Ooh!

He's a one way ticket

to Spicy Town, yo!

First hot sauce,

now hot peppers?

The spiciness will

consume your souls, Titans.

Whatevs, eat up.

Welcome to paradise.

(REGGAE MUSIC PLAYING)

(SCREAMING)

Yeah, mama, we're living

the spicy life now!

It's not too late,

you can still come back

to the bland side!

No way, we're gonna

pepper everything up!

ALL: Spicy life!

(PEPPER READING)

♪ I'm a hot pepper

Hot, hot, hot pepper, pepper

♪ I'm a hot pepper

Hot, hot, hot pepper

♪ I'm hot like the fire

♪ Hot like the sun

♪ When we talkin' 'bout heat

Me be number one

♪ 'Cause I'm a hot pepper

Hot, hot, hot, pepper, pepper

♪ I'm a hot pepper

Hot, hot, hot, pepper

♪ I'm hotter than hot

than hot could ever be

♪ I'm hotter than a billion,

zillion degrees

♪ I'm a hot pepper

Hot, hot, hot, pepper, pepper

♪ I'm a hot pepper

Hot, hot, hot, pepper ♪

PEPPER: (LAUGHING) Fire!

ROBIN: Ah, so smooth.

(ALL LAUGHING)

-(WHOOPING)

-(LAUGHING) Spicy!

All spicy life for life, baby!

(WHOOPING) Yeah!

You are so spicy, bro!

So hot and spicy!

Do not make contact with me

for my skin is

the radiant with the heat

and touching it will

burn you so badly!

-Titans, calm yourselves!

-Ooh, what's the

matter, Robin?

Are we too hot to handle?

Come on, guys,

let's leave Robin alone

with his boring potatoes.

(STAMMERING)

Hold it right there.

Now, just to show you

I can spice it up too,

I went ahead

and made something

I think you'll like.

Boiled potatoes...

Wait for it.

With salt.

(IMITATES CAT PURRING)

See, I can hang with you guys.

Spicy life. Spicy!

(CHUCKLES AWKWARDLY)

Oh, wow.

(GROANING)

(COUGHING)

It's too much salt.

It's got... Oh.

My mouth is on...

(PANTING)

Need milk, need milk. Ah!

(GULPING)

(GARGLING) Ah!

(GASPING)

We don't need salt, bro,

'cause we got jalapenos.

(AIR HORN BLARING)

The potato still tastes

like the potato.

Well just take it up a notch.

(BEAST BOY READING)

My tongue's starting

to fall asleep again.

Where's my prince?

(BEAST BOY READING)

Forget the food,

just give us the pepper!

(SPITS)

(GROANS) What is this, candy?

I warned you.

Your lives have

become too spicy,

rendering you immune

to spices!

Don't you have

a hotter pepper, Beasty?

No, bro, I'm tapped out.

So we must return

to the prison of blandness?

No, there is one pepper

we have yet to try.

Azarath Metrion Zinthos!

(EVIL LAUGHTER)

-Behold, the Tears

of Zephos.

-(THUNDER CRACKING)

Grown in the gardens

of eternal flame.

These peppers inflict

great pain and suffering

on any foolish enough

to consume them.

-Perfect.

-This is not perfect.

More spice isn't the answer.

(ALL CHEWING)

Mmm, not bad,

you know this reminds me of...

(SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING)

(ALL SCREAMING)

Need milk!

(ALL GULPING)

(PANTING)

It's not working!

There's only one thing

that can save us now.

We must travel to the lair

of the Dairy King

and drink the infinity milk

from his immortal udder!

This map shows where he lives

but my eyes are

too watery to read it.

Well, well.

It would seem the spicy life

has consumed your souls

exactly like I said it would.

So, you guys finally

ready to start

living life to the least?

ALL: (CRYING) Yes!

Yes!

Titans, go!

(ALL SCREAMING)

(ALL CONTINUE SCREAMING)

(ALL SCREAMING)

We're here.

Now, Titans, be cautious.

We don't know what to expect.

-I call first!

-Me first!

(ALL SCREAMING)

(ALL GROANING)

(MOOS)

Give up the milk, Dairy King.

(MOOS)

Then I'll have to take it.

(GRUNTS)

(MOOS)

(MOOS)

-(MOOS)

-(GRUNTS)

How could you have predicted

my predictable moves?

(MOOS)

I see what I have to do now.

I need a little spice

in my life.

Ooh! (LAUGHS)

Spicy! Ooh, that's hot!

(BABBLING)

Ooh! (LAUGHS)

(BABBLING)

(MOOS)

I'm spicing things up!

El fuego!

(GROANING)

Ooh! (LAUGHS)

(SIGHING HAPPILY)

(SIGHING HAPPILY)

(MOOS)

(GROANS)

Sweet relief.

We should've listened to you

when you told us to be bland

and predictable, bro.

No, Titans, the lesson here

is to live life in the middle.

Do everything in life halfway.

Not too boring,

but not too exciting, either.

That sounds reasonable.

-Ah. Ooh.

-Hmm. Um-hmm. Humph.

Wow. Mmm-hmm. Oh, yeah,

that's really interesting. Oh.

(CRYING)

Stop hopping on Pop!

(TRUMPETING)

(GASPS)

What is going on here?

-Uh, we're just reading.

-Reading?

Not on this beautiful day!

You're all going outside! Now!

May we first

finish the chapters?

No need! I can tell you how

all your books end.

Like this! (SCREAMING)

-Ow! Why?

-(ALL SHRIEKING)

(GRUNTING)

(BEEPING)

-(EXPLODING)

-(ALL SCREAMING)

(THUD)

What a beautiful day!

And you guys wanted

to waste it reading.

(SCREAMING)

Titans, it's raining!

Everyone, to the tower, now!

-(BEEPING)

-(EXPLODING)

-(ALL GRUNT)

-(ROBIN YELLING)

(THUD)

(PANTING)

That was close.

Since it's raining,

we're going to go

back to reading.

Why? What is this

obsession with reading?

I'm really worried about Pop.

They hopped on him

pretty hard, dude.

Can't you see it is raining?

That means, we have to do

rainy day activities.

Those silly boring games

you'd never do, unless

you were trapped inside?

Those aren't any fun.

No, no, no, no, no.

We don't do them for fun.

We do them, because

they are our solemn duty.

(CLEARS THROAT) This is where

someone is supposed

to ask, "Why?"

We're good.

Come on! Just ask, "Why?"

For me?

(CHUCKLING NERVOUSLY) Why?

Not interested, bro.

It's good! I promise!

-I said ask me why!

-(SHOUTING) Why?

(SHOUTING) Why?

Oh, I am so glad

you asked, Beast Boy.

It all starts with rain.

Now, does anyone know

where rain comes from?

-Ooh, ooh.

-Uh, yes, Raven.

Well, when water vapor rises,

air expands and cools off.

The vapor slows

and attaches itself

to tiny particles in the air.

This process continues

and the droplets

become large enough

to be affected by gravity.

Thus, making it rain.

(MOCKING)

That is ludicrous.

Where'd you learn that?

A book?

You see, rain is actually

just the tears of all

the clouds in the sky.

-When they get sad, they cry.

-(CRYING)

Which causes it

to rain on earth.

-Once they start crying...

-(WHISTLING)

...the only way

to cheer them up

is by staying inside and

doing rainy day activities.

(ALL CHEERING)

(GASPS) The clouds are sad?

Why didn't you tell us, bro?

-We have to cheer them up!

-Whatever it takes.

(CHUCKLING)

Now, that's the spirit.

This is how we get

a rainy day started, y'all!

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Throw your hands up! Uh-huh!

Ooh, ooh, that's right!

Uh-huh!

You ready? (HOOTING)

Here it comes!

(ROBIN READING)

Ooh, ooh. Let's get cooking.

Into the pot I go.

Say what? Into the pot I go.

Whoo-whoo! It's getting hot.

I am getting hot.

(IMITATES SIZZLING)

Yikes! I'm all floppy,

I'm all floppy!

Ooh, ooh. Ah, that's tender.

That's how you do

the spaghetti dance, yo.

Come on, guys! Join in!

Friends, I am locked

in the cringe position.

I'd love to cheer up

the clouds,

but not at the expense

of our dignity.

Fine! Leave!

I just don't know how

I'm going to drink

all this chocolate milk

by myself.

(GASPS) You have

the brown milk?

Oh, this?

The milk monitor brought

this from the cafeteria

to fuel our

rainy day activities.

Oh, did you want some?

-Yes!

-Yes, please!

(SLURPING)

-Ah.

-Mmm...

"Mmm", is right.

Now, let's go

cheer up those clouds!

-(EXPLODING)

-(ALARM RINGING)

(GIGGLING)

(BURPING)

I am loving these

rainy day activities, y'all.

But, it appears that

the clouds are still crying.

Then, they are

sadder than I thought.

(BEEPING)

(ROBIN GASPS)

I've only seen this kind of

cumulus despair once before.

It wasn't pretty.

We have no choice.

Y'all ready for this?

(VOCALIZING)

Whoo! Spaghetti dance!

Everyone into the pot!

Ugh! I will never do

the spaghetti dance. Never!

Never!

Okay. I get it.

You're not ready for

the spaghetti dance.

There is only

one other option,

but it's dangerous.

Heads Up-Seven Up!

(ALL GASPING)

That is madness. The madness!

Robin, you are asking

the impossible.

It's too risky, bro.

Even if we wanted to,

and that is a big if,

we don't have enough people.

Just let me worry about that.

Attention, criminal filth.

Though we may be adversaries

on the battle field,

today we have a common cause.

We need to

cheer up those clouds.

And I propose a game

of Heads Up-Seven Up.

(CROWD SCREAMING AND MUMBLING)

Okay. Everyone knows the rules

of Heads Up-Seven Up.

We start with seven tappers.

Everyone else puts their heads

down and raises a thumb.

The tappers pick

one person each.

If selected, lower your thumb.

When all the tappers are done,

everyone raises their head

and tries to guess

who picked them.

Choose correctly, you win.

If not, death!

I need to know if you're in.

(COUGHING)

Maybe this will

change your mind.

(ALL CHEERING)

I need seven tappers,

and a whole lot of thumbs.

Let's do it.

(ELECTRONIC WHIRRING)

Wonderful, friends!

The rain has ceased.

(ALL CHEERING)

This might sound weird,

but I kind of miss the rain.

I don't think it's

the rain you miss, bro.

It's the activities.

Hey, anyone want to make

a log cabin out of

popsicle sticks?

I shall make the table volcano

to demonstrate the science.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

You can't do that!

Rainy day activities aren't

supposed to be fun.

They're sacred and only to be

used to cheer up sad clouds.

He's right.

If only the clouds were

not filled with the happiness.

(GASPING)

Hey, cloud.

Are you a gas or a liquid?

Make up your mind.

BOTH: Oh!

What you doing?

Don't upset that cloud!

You look like

some cotton candy,

and not the good, pink kind.

(GASPS) Ooh, the snaps.

(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)

(LAUGHING) Oh, yeah.

Here we go.

Another rainy day, baby.

(SHOUTING)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)

(EXPLODING)

Hailstorm!

(GROWLING)

We can't fight it!

Of course, we can't.

It's a cloud.

Titans, there is only

one rainy day activity

powerful enough to soothe

this raging thunder head.

Oh, no.

Y'all ready for this?

(VOCALIZING)

Whoo!

Spaghetti dance!

Come on, everyone.

Wiggle with me.

One noodle will

never be enough.

It's the only way!

(GROANS)

Ha! (BABBLING)

I am a piece of pasta!

Look upon me!

I, too, am the noodle.

Yeah, you are.

Now, get wiggly with me.

And, I am the sauce.

It's working.

Just a little more.

-Cyborg?

-No, thank you.

We can't do it

without you, bro!

I just don't think

I can live with myself.

(THUNDER BREAKING)

If we don't make it out,

I want you all to know,

this is the finest bowl

of spaghetti ever served.

What's spaghetti without a...

Meatball!

(ALL CHEERING)

Wiggle it like a noodle!

(BABBLING)

Wiggle it like a noodle!

(GASPS)

(LAUGHING)

(CHOKES)

The cloud has retreated

to his happy place.

Well done, Titans.

Like true heroes,

you put your dignity aside

for the greater good.

Yeah! That's how a noodle do!