DISCLAIMER : I DON'T OWN THE TEEN TITANS! ALSO I RECENTLY DISCOVERED THAT I'M A SUCKER FOR AU'S!

I DON'T KNOW WHY THE HELL I AM MAKING ANOTHER STORY WHEN I ALREADY HAVE TWO UNFINISHED ONES, BUT I AM SO, YOU KNOW LET'S DO THIS. THIS IS A WHOLE DIFFERENT THING COMPARED TO WHAT I USUALLY DO BUT FINGERS CROSSED I DO GOOD ON MY FIRST NON BBRAE STORY! THIS WILL BE RATED M, NOT FOR LEMONS, BUT FOR GRAPHIC TOUCHING AND VERY SUGGESTIVE BEHAVIOR! SO HERE WE GO!

*also this story is a Rob/Rae/Roy love triangle. Before I go on with this story, I feel like I should share a few kind words:*

IF YOU WERE TO LOOK AT MY BIO FOR FANFICTION YOU WOULD SEE MY FEELINGS FOR THE ROBRAE PAIRING. I STAND BY IT 100%. SEE THAT MOUNTAIN OVER THERE? [everyone looks at imaginary mountain] THAT IS THE DESTINATION AS TO WHERE YOU HAD ME FUCKED UP. IF YOU ARE A ROBRAE SHIPPER, THAT IS PERFECTLY FINE. I STILL LOVE Y'ALL! EVERYONE IS ENTITLED TO THEIR OWN OPINION. I ENJOY THE STORIES ALOT, 90% OF THEM ARE REALLY ENTERTAINING BUT THEM AS A COUPLE...No! I LOVE ROBSTAR THOUGH!

Richard Grayson and Rachel Roth have been partners in their own self-made company, Titans Enterprises. They specialize in weaponry ranging from firearms to bo staffs. They first started crafting toy swords at age 14 as a little hobby but then decided that they were good at it and started a little business. Richard's adopted father, Bruce Wayne hesitantly gave them the startup money They have also been lovers for about 3 years. Their love for each other and their drive for success kept the company afloat. They were currently on their way to finance their newest branch in New York City (New Yorkers Unite). Unfortunately instead of taking an airplane, Rachel let Richard drive from California to New York.

"I told you we should have stopped for directions, Richard."

"And I told you that you should trust me babe. I know where I'm going."

"First off, don't call me babe. Second of all, the only thing you're going is crazy. This doesn't even look like New York City."

"Looks like it to me."

"There must be something wrong with your peripheral vision because I see cows." Said Rachel.

*MOO*

*MOO*

And she was right. Everywhere they looked there were little houses and farms filled with animals like cows, horses, pigs and sheep.

"This looks like the countryside." Said Rachel.

"That's impossible, there is no countryside in the city. Now shush, let me focus on driving."

Rachel pouted and leaned back in her seat, then something caught her eye.

The gas tank was on E.

"Richard - "

"Not now, I think I know my way." He said.

"But Richard, the ta - "

"But nothing, Rae. Have a little faith in me."

"But babe - "

"Since when do you call me 'babe'? Look, I know what I'm doing so let me handle this." That was as far as the car could go. The engine started sputtering until it went to a complete stop.

"Shit!" Said Richard.

"Richard, remember when I dated that guy, Garfield Logan?"

"Yeah, he was cool but I can't help thinking he was the stupidest person on Earth.

"Not anymore." She said as she slapped him on his head. "You took his place."

They were stuck in the middle of the road, the nearest gas station could be for days and now cows were starting to surround them. "What are we gonna do, now? Said Rachel.

Suddenly, a whistle was heard and the cows started to flee. The whistle came from a tall red head with a red checkered shirt, white wife beater, black jeans and cowboy boots. He was also sporting a brown cowboy hat and some sunglasses.

"I reckon you guys aren't from around here?"

OH GOD, IT'S SHORT AS HELL BUT OKAY I'M GONNA STOP HERE. THIS IS LIKE THE PROLOGUE SO I NEED OPINIONS. I KINDA JUST CAME UPON THIS MONSTROSITY AND I FIGURED, WHAT THE HELL? JUST KNOW THAT I TRIED. I WANT TO KNOW HOW YOU GUYS FEEL! SO BE SURE TO LEAVE A REVIEW. LAY-DER!