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Where are Starfire and Cyborg?
They're going to miss my perfect packing presentation.
Huh?
My perfect packing presentation.
Your what?
Perfect! Packing!
Presentation!
I'm going to show you all how to pack your bags perfectly
for the big road trip tomorrow.
Bruh, we knows how to pack.
All you know is how to throw junk into a bag.
It's sloppy and dangerous.
Don't you remember what happened last year?
The doctor said we'd never walk again.
Yeah, but look at us now.
- I'm done waiting for those two.
My perfect packing presentation starts now.
This better not be boring.
I think you shall find it to be quite the opposite.
Yo, yo, yo! What's up, Titans Tower?
Y'all having a good time?
I can't hear you!
That's what I'm talking 'bout!
Hey, you kids think packing ain't cool?
Packing is for grandmas, right?
Wrong.
Packing is the new funky fresh way to be, boy-ee!
Let's open this bad boy up,
and find out how to fold shirts
so they can take up less space.
Hello!
You have found our hiding spot with your seeking.
I'm in the middle of my perfect packing presentation.
Forget that, dude. You're the big winner!
Speech! Speech! Speech! Speech!
I can't believe it. It's finally happening.
This is such an honor.
To think I started out as just a little...
Just a little circus boy, alone and misunderstood.
He thinks that trophy is real.
You two need to grow up!
He does not believe we are the fully grown adult persons.
What?
Please.
Huh?
Uh-uh.
Uh-huh!
We are grown-ups, bro. You don't even know.
Uh-oh. Beast Boy.
Aw. You need to go potty, potty, potty?
I'll take you.
The potty, potty, potty can wait!
We are leaving for a road trip tomorrow at 5:00 AM sharp.
I want everyone in bed ASAP.
Bags packed perfectly, so we're ready to go in the morning.
And you two, right to bed!
Show me you can be adults, okay?
- You got it. - Understood.
Tweet, tweet, tweet.
Quack, quack, quack.
Quack, quack, quack.
Go to sleep!
How can we? With these crazy birds making all this racket?
You are making those noises!
Quiet down, you dog! We're trying to sleep.
Oh! Shush-shush, Mr. Horsey.
Grow up!
Those filthy animals kept me up all night and I overslept.
We're late! Get a move on, Titans.
Up and at 'em! Come on, let's go.
I just want to go back to bed.
Come on, come on, come on. Let's get this show on the road.
Beast Boy, give me a headcount.
One, two, three, four, five. Five heads.
Good, we're all here. Let's get this road trip started.
We got to make up some time.
The good morning to you. Friend Titans?
Hello? Friend Titans?
Cyborg, the other Titans are gone!
Well, there's no way they would've forgotten us.
Perhaps they were eaten by the monsters?
- Monsters? - Yes.
The monsters in the closet and under the beds.
From the shadows they crept...
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