Hello, devNation.

I have rediscovered Teen Titans. You see, I used to be kind of OBSESSED with Teen Titans... then it got... cancelled... *SOB*. Anyways, I randomly found an old tape in my bedroom (Yeah one of those old VHS tapes that I love so much) and popped it into the TV. It was dark. I almost turned it off. But then an image appeared upon the screen. And what do I see right before my eyes?!

The Teen Titans. Beast Boy was yelling at Raven. Something about getting toenail clippers back from her. She refused saying that she had to keep his toenails off the coffee table. I sat down in a chair mesmerized by the green teen and the dark telekinetic. I watched and I watched and I watched.

Hours passed.

I stared at the screen, wiped a dribble of drool off my cheek. Cyborg yelled at the team calling them 'The Evil Egg People that stole my waffles!!!'. I laughed out loud and a warm fuzzy feeling coursed through my body.

And then I realized. I really love Teen Titans. But then a new thought dawned upon me. Teen Titans could quite possibly never come back. It had been years since I had even sat down and looked at ANYTHING Teen Titans. Sure, there was a poster on my wall, but it was covered with calenders and sticky notes.

Then I felt a suffocated sense of shame fall upon me. I had never, Not ONCE, sent a letter, drawn fanart, started a petition... to save Season 6. I felt awful. I wiped a few stray tears from my eyes. I looked at my poor abused poster and once again realized (for the fiftieth time that day) that I needed to pay Teen Titans their respects.

And that is what happened in my life two days ago.
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