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"Accept the Next Proposition You Hear"
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- Brother Blood! - Titans!
I'd normally have a long-winded evil scheme speech, but, uh...
and, this is embarrassing, my tum tum is acting up.
I think it's food poisoning.
- Oh, been there. - That's the worst, bro.
Indeed! But, the gist of what I was going to say was,
you shall fall to my mind-control powers, become my pawns,
and then, you know, world domination, blah, blah, blah.
Ooh!
- So, can we just get on with this? - Of course! You poor dear.
What're you waiting for? He said his tum tum hurts!
My bad. Titans, go!
Your old mind-control tricks won't work on us.
Ooh! What is that odor?
- Oh! - I said I was having stomach issues.
Robin is in the capacitated!
He is inside the capacitated!
- What do we do now? - I don't know!
Ah! Robin's the one who tells us what to do!
Well, I'd be more than happy to tell you what to do.
All hail, Brother Blood. All hail, Brother Blood.
Now, my pawns, we will create a new world order...
Assuming you are still here when I get back from the potty!
Ugh! Ugh, oh...
Uh... What? Batman?
What? Huh?
Titans! Snap out of it!
Ah!
I go down for one second, and you guys just freeze up.
- Decisions are hard. - That is why we let you make them for us.
I've always worried being such a strong, handsome leader
might turn you all into a bunch of sheep.
Nah! Just me, bro.
It's time you started making your own decisions.
For starters, what does everyone want for dinner?
Hmmm, I don't know. What do you want?
I know exactly what I want, where I want it,
and when I'm going to have it! But, I'm not telling.
That's cool. We can decide on our own, bro.
So, you guys want to get some, uh...
Perhaps, at the one place...
Ooh! Know what would be good...
Look, I don't care.
- Okay. How about pizza? - Uh, no pizza for me.
- You just said you don't care! - Tacos?
No, anything but tacos.
There are too many of the delicious options.
Sorry. I am not making another decision for you guys.
And, I'm back!
Oh!
See, Robin. We were able to make a decision all on our own.
Uh, yeah. You just followed me into the restaurant,
and ordered what I ordered.
Friends, our feast bag contains strange, tiny boomerangs!
Free food!
Ah! Mine was full of garbage!
Mine too! No wonder they're free!
It's not garbage, it's a fortune.
A little advice to help you make a decision.
Advice?
You mean, these cookies will tell us what to do?
Hey, cookie. Should I eat you?
"Follow your passion."
My passion is eating free food!
Mmm! Mmm! The fortune was right!
Whoa, dude! These cookies are so wise.
"Only by walking through an open door will you find your reward."
Guys, guys! Cottage cheese!
"You have many talents."
Whoa! How did the cookie know?
I do have lots of talents.
"Laugh long, hard, and often."
Starfire...
Listen...
That was most enjoyable.
They're just cookies! You can't listen to them!
Would you listen to a palm reader?
Oh, yeah! What do my filthy palms say?
Ugh. Is that mustard? Look...
fortune cookies, palm reading, horoscopes,
and other silly novelties
shouldn't be used to make important decisions.
That has to come from you.
Beastie, what does the cookie have to say about that?
Hmm...
"You will receive some bad advice from a trusted friend."
- Nice try, trusted friend! - Now, if you will excuse us, Robin,
we have the decisions to make.
♪ You don't know what to do, crack a cookie ♪
♪ Can't think something through, crack a cookie ♪
♪ When you're having trouble living the life ♪
♪ That you were given, don't worry about it, man, crack a cookie ♪
♪ Crack that cookie Crack, crack that cookie, cookie ♪
♪ Crack that cookie Crack, crack that cookie ♪
♪ Get a tasty snack when you crack that cookie ♪
♪ Get your life on track when you crack that cookie. ♪
♪ Get a paper stack when you crack that cookie ♪
♪ Crack that cookie Crack, crack that cookie, cookie ♪
♪ Crack it, baby! ♪
Ooh!
Why are you guys building a giant metal cage?
A cookie told us to build a giant metal cage.
A cookie did not tell you to build a giant metal cage.
"Build a giant metal cage."
- Oh! It did. - Oh, yeah! That reminds me.
Another cookie said I need to punch you in the face.
Well, that's... Ow!
And mine said to use the heat beam eyes on you.
Mine said to give you some of the good stuff...
the Old Schlablamo!
Schlablamo!
Fortune cookies aren't that specific.
Some are even more specific.
"After you're done hitting Robin, put him in the cage.
Then, put yourselves in the cage and lock the cage.
Sit there patiently.
If Robin tries to escape, hit him again.
If he complains, hit him again."
It keeps going, but you get the idea.
- Now, into the cage, please, Robin. - No!
These cookies have taken control of your minds.
Mind control! Brother Blood!
Very good, Robin. I have wasted so much time
with these complicated mind-control plots,
but the truth is people are desperate to be told what to do.
So, what better way than fortune cookies.
Diabolical. But, it won't work!
Don't expect me to be defeated so easily this time, Robin!
All I ate today was a salad.
No diet soda, hamburger and cookies for me.
Ooh! I wanted a chocolate shake so bad
on my way over here, but I just said no.
It's not worth the anxiety and stress.
Oh, look! They are about to open their next fortunes.
"Destroy Robin!"
I see now that most people are weak-minded sheep,
incapable of making their own decisions!
Yes, and I am the shepherd, Robin!
But, you are forgetting one thing, Blood!
There's more than one way to influence weak minds!
- Would you like me to read your palm? - Oh, yeah!
Ooh, these lines say, "Wash your hands
and punch Brother Blood in the face!"
You are the boss, palm!
Beast Boy, you are a Taurus, aren't you?
How could you tell?
Mercury is in retrograde and you know what that means.
- Punch Brother Blood in the face! - I am Taurus!
Wait! This magical ball has a message for you.
- "Punch Brother Blood in the face." - Sounds good to me.
Your future looks prosperous in jail!
If I knew it was going to end like this,
I would have gotten that chocolate shake.
I am sorry, Titans.
I thought you would be able to make your own decisions.
- I was wrong for believing in you. - We all make mistakes.
- So, what do you want for dinner? - We could do...
- We could hit that one place... - Uh...
Uh...
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