Teen Titans Go!

Titans, prepare yourselves...

It's story time!

Story time! I love stories.

Yo, tell that ones about the three billy goats.

I loves that part where they wreck that troll.

I wish to hear the tale of the tiny fairy princess

who rides a cat as though it were a horse.

Meow! Meow!

I have an even better story to tell.

It's an origin story.

Oh, snap, I love orangins.

So juicy and filled with that vitamin C's.

Not exactly, but this is indeed a juicy, pulpy tale.

It begins many years ago,

on a night like any other.

At that time I was a young circus acrobat,

- part of the famous... - Hold up!

Did you say "circus?"

Ah, he is again telling the depressing tale of his childhood.

It's not a depressing tale, it's my origin story!

Nah, we want to hear about fruit, bro.

Come on, I didn't even get to the good part yet.

There are no good parts.

All of the parts are the sad.

That's what makes origin story so great.

The heart-wrenching tragedy.

If you want a tragic origin story, you should hear mine.

Oh, yeah, tells it, mama. I loves this one.

No! I'm in the middle of telling

my poignant origin story.

All right, it starts way back when I just a normal kid

living with some old people.

Oh, no, I need to get to the science lab.

I got to go, old people raising me.

Before you go, remember,

if you ever get superpowers

you should probably use it to do some good

instead of not doing some good.

Quiet, old man,

you don't know anything about my life.

I don't know why they hired a teenage photographer

to take pictures of all these secret lab experiments,

but I sure am grateful for the work.

Oh, man,

that dang raven just bit me!

I hope it wasn't one of those radioactive ones.

Oh, great, now I'm gonna get radiation poisoning and...

Oh, wait...

I'm feeling stronger.

What? Awesome!

I got superpowers from that radioactive bird bite.

Ah!

It's pretty funny.

- Let us out. - Oh, my goodness, help!

Those people look like they could use my help.

But I'm too busy having fun with my superpowers.

Before you go, remember,

if you ever get superpowers, you should probably use it

to do some good instead of not doing some good.

Mmm, maybe the old man raising me with his old wife was right.

Help me!

Help. Can't breathe. Ahhh!

So I saved a bunch of people

with my sweet new superpowers and thought to myself,

"Hey, I should do this more often."

Radioactive bird bite!

- Classic. - Yeah, it was pretty cool.

Oh, an old man passed away

at the age of 95 from natural causes.

He died too young.

Wow!

That story is not true and it is not tragic!

You want some real tragedy, bro?

Cyborg, tell this fool your origin story

- and don't leave nothing out. - You got it, bro.

It all started back in the day.

I was born on this doomed alien planet

that was about to blow up at any minute.

To save me, my loving but questionable alien parents...

placed me in some old raggedy capsule

and shot me into outer space like some sha-wow!

I was just a helpless baby boy slipping through space all by my lonesome.

It was crazy. I don't know what they were thinking.

Then boom, I crash landed on some random farm here on Earth.

This nice old farm couple found me all naked and crying,

so they decided to take me in and raise me as their own.

Later I discovered I had all types of cool powers.

So I left that farm life

and became a superhero instead.

Saving people falling off things...

like tall buildings, waterfalls, ladders, horses and chairs.

And that's how I ended up here on Earth all super like.

- Ooh! - Wow!

Oh, and that nice old farm couple that raised me