Teen Titans Go!

What is the meaning of this?

We are celebrating the birthday.

Stop that!

Cinderblock has escaped from Jump City prison.

He's sure to terrorize the city at any moment.

Until the terrorizing begins, Robin,

we will do the birth celebrating!

But none of you were born on this date.

It's the birthday of our friendship, bro.

Friendships don't have birthdays.

Uh, yeah, they do.

And the day our friendship was born was pretty sweet.

- Right, Beasty? - Bestest day of my life, bro.

You.

I didn't like you before.

- But I do now. - I likes you, too.

Awesome! Let's play volleyball.

Only if we can play with our shirts off.

Way ahead of you. Bulls-eye!

Whoo!

And we's been best bro's ever since.

Fine, you're friends.

That doesn't mean you get to have a birthday party.

Only living things can have birthdays,

and friendship is not a living thing.

Than what do you call this?

Ah-ooh, ha-ha,

where did that thing come from?

Wasn't you listening?

It's our friendship, yo.

And it was born on shirtless volleyball day.

But friendships aren't literally born.

Literally, they are.

Observe.

Hear the friendship, friends!

If one of these creatures is born when a friendship is formed, then

why have I never seen one before?

Well, I think that'd be just the question

you gotsa ask yourself, bro.

All right, y'all,

let's get this birthday started!

Good mornin', Starfire. What up, Rave?

Robin, my man.

- Hello. - Hi.

Nice weather we're havin'.

Enjoy it while it lasts.

- Cold front's movin' in. - Oh, that's good to know.

Might be time to invest in a warm coat.

What's wrong with you guys?

You are not telling of the jokes

or doing of the spontaneous dancings.

Why would we do that?

Yeah, it ain't like we's best friends, yo.

Actually, you are.

Our friendship!

It's probably running around here somewhere.

I'll search the tower.

I can't find it.

He must've run'd away when we was going hard on that cake.

Yes, yes, that's what must have happened.

Hey there, little guy,

you wanna be pals?

This is bad! Real bad!

Perhaps if you engage in your usual telling of the jokes,

you will find that your friendship

is as strong as ever.

Uh, knock, knock.

- Who's there? - Me.

- Me who? - Beast Boy.

- Hi, I'm Cyborg. - Thank you for your time.

Our friendship is really gone, yo.

We need to fix this.

Cinderblock is on the loose.

And having you two act like awkward acquaintances

will be a liability on the battlefield.

Wait, if new friendships are born every day,

maybe all we have to do is recreate scenarios from your shared past.

And a new friendship will be born!

This idea is the genius of the lamp.

Titans, go!

Recreate Cyborg and Beast Boy's friendship.

Okay, Titans,

we are going to re-enact Cyborg and Beast Boy's first meeting.

Wait, Star... Who are you supposed to be?

I am the goose.

Honk! Honk!

The goose!

Who wants to play some volleyball?

Oh, yeah!

Let's get those shirts off.

Na-uh, I ain't taking my shirt off for this dude.

Me neither.

Why not?

He's unsafe, he's dangerous, and he's unsafe!

That's right, I am, fool.

One of the cornerstones of Cyborg

and Beast Boy's relationship

is food.

They are sure to do the befriending

while consuming of their favorite digestibles.

Uh, somethin' smells good, yo.

Sure does.

What is all this?

Oh, we just whipped up some of your favorite foods.

Oh, snap, you did!

Tofu lasagna, tofu hot dogs, tofu milkshake.