Boys vs Girls

"Alright kiddo, it's simple. We hit them with everything we got. We hit them fast and hard, got it?" The young green changeling nodded his head as his violet eyes dilated with excitement. Black makeup was smeared on his cheeks displaying his war marks while a red towel was tied along his forehead. He looked like a fighter and the metal man next to him couldn't be any more proud.

"Okay." his small voice replied, never making it above a whisper. He hugged the colorful gun close to his body as he nodded his head to show he understood. Cyborg nodded as well, he whipped his forehead slowly, careful not to smear his own makeup. With his back to the kitchen counter he peeked over the top towards their opponents. As if to answer his unannounced question a pellet flew past his ear and hit the fridge with a small thud. A small eep escaped his lips as he sank back into his original position.

"They still there?" the young one asked as he tilted his head slightly. Cyobog let out a small chuckle as he rubbed the top of the green ones head fondly making sure to mess up the four year old's hair in the process.

"Don't worry Mark, Uncle Cyborg's got you." The child smiled showing the toothy grin he had inherited from his father. Cyborg couldn't help but match the smile in full. Although small for his age, Mark had a lot of heart. Being born under stressful circumstances had put a lot of stress on his body, and because he was Beast Boy's son he was already naturally small. Doctors hat told the young family that he would catch up someday, but until then he would be at least a year behind others his age. He was just lucky he inherited his smarts from his mother, hell both of Beast Boy's children were lucky in that department.

"Okay on the count of three." Cyborg whispered as he changed his hand into a gun that matched the young ones exactly. "One. Two....THREE!" With his last war cry the two lept from behind the counter, blasting their guns instantly.  

There were two small cries from behind the couch as two young girls flew in the air shooting small colorful guns.. Nerf pellets flew through the air forcing Cyborg to dodge them as he blocked Mark from his sister and cousins attack.

May and Mal shot darts dynamically, their own war cry filled the air as they zoomed around the room easily. May's long black hair flowed freely behind her as she shot a few darts in Cyborgs direction, once he was out of the way he was forced to block the young empath's darts from hitting her brother.

Giggles and shrieks of happiness filled the air as the battle raged on. Soon Cyborg found himself out of Nerf pellets and watched as May pointed her gun right in his direction. This time he didn't bother to move as the pellet stuck itself against his chest plate. A large knowing smile crossed her face as her green eyes glimmered with delight. "I got Uncle Cyborg!" she screeched with excitement and pulled on Mal's robe causing her purple hair to shake back and forth. "Mal I got Uncle Cyborg!"

"I see that." she said with a tone of amusement. She let out a small gleeful giggle as the alien hybrid whirled around her. The two young girls were so close in age that they had found themselves becoming best friends, just like their mothers. May had just tuned nine while Mal was still eight. Not that age mattered, Mal was a little mature for her age and regularly outsmarted her father easily, much to Cyborgs delight and enjoyment. Not that May wasn't dumb by any means, in fact she was just as smart as her father. However she had inherited her mothers excitement and kind heart. Which also meant she could be a handful at times.

Cyborg knew what to do next. "Oh I've been hit!" He cried dramatically as he wobbled to his knees. "Oh no, my worlds going dark!" he clutched his chest as he fell on to his hack and reached for his team mate who had made their way to his side. "Mark, tell you're father that he sucks at video games and should totally give them up." The green changeling let out a light giggle as he nodded his head at his request. The tin man let out a long exasperated breath. Once that was done he stuck out his tongue and dropped his hand to the ground with a loud thud making sure to close his eyes in the process.

"Oh no you killed him!" Mark whined as he threw himself on top of his chest. Cyborg opened his eye enough to wink fondly in his direction earning him a small snicker from his nephew.

"He's fine." Mal said all knowingly as she and May floated to the ground. The alien let out a small whine as they approached their adoptive uncle. "It's just a Nerf Dart, it can't-"

Before the young empath could finish Cyborg hopped to his feet and pounced at the two with a loud "RAWR!" The two girls screeched with a mixture of excitement and surprise, the tin Titan used his strong grip to grab both of them and force them into a bear hug.

"I've got you now you adorable Titans!" he joked as he carried them towards the couch. "Just admit defeat and I will let you two off easy."

"NEVER!" May shouted as the two girls squirmed under his touch. Cyborg let out a devious laugh as he shook his head with enjoyment.

"Give them the Ultimate Take Down Uncle Cy!" Mark squeaked with glee beside him.

"The Ultimate Take Down you say?" Cyborg asked happily.

"NO!" the two girls screamed as they still fought against his grasp. He chuckled as he tossed the two onto the couch and allowed them to bounce up slightly. Before they could even react the their new position he had already began his famous move. His arms crossed the couch pinning the two down while a small robotic arm extended from his shoulder holding out a colorful feather.

The two girls screamed as they knew what was coming next. "Mark get their shoes." he commanded. The green child obeyed the command removing both Mal's booths and May's tennis shoes.

"Uncle Cy stop" May cried as the feather lowered to their feet. Cyborg only laughed deviously as the torture device began to move across the twos feet causing them to burst out in laughter.

"Give up now?" Cyborg taunted as he continued to tickle the two with pleasure. Tears began to roll down their faces as they fought against him. "Come on, admit defeat and it'll all be over!!"

"Okay!" the two gasped between giggles, "We surrender." Once the two admitted it Mark let out a loud cheer. Cyborg reacted instantly as he lifted his small frame and placed him on his shoulder.

"That's right, boys rule!" Cyborg changed as he took a victory lap around the front room with the cheering boy on him. "We are the champions!" he began to sing as the two girls rolled their eyes. "We the champions my friends! And we will keep on fighting till the end!!!"

"We are the champions, WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS OF THE WORLD!" Mark finished as he let out an cute little laugh. Cyborg couldn't help himself as he whirled around in circles causing the young changeling to sequel with delight. For some reason the action felt like the right thing to do, so he kept at it. Once he felt satisfied, Cyborg plopped down on the couch next to the very annoyed girls.

"Was that necessary?" Mal snapped while crossing her eyes in disgust.

"You know, you look just like you're mom when you do that." he taunted as the small green boy hopped onto the couch and smiled.

"You really do look like mom when you get mad." Mark joked. This only earned him an eye raise from his sister. Using her powers, the pillow beside him engulfed in green energy and flew through the air towards his head. Cyborg raised his hand to react but was cut off by a blue star bolt as it zoomed past his ear and exploded the pillow.

Looking over to the young alien he couldn't help but smile at her embarrassed smile. She let out a small giggle and said, "I hate it when they fight." Her innocent confession caused him to burst into laughter.

"Well when your sister is born you will understand." Mal explained in a huff. "I only hope that she isn't as annoying as Mark." The green child chose to stick his tongue out as a response to his sister's playful words. "Besides, sisters are better anyways."

"I don't know." May said in a shy voice. "Mommy says that her sister and her don't get along. I'm kinda scared."

"Ahhh don't worry about it. You guys will be one big happy family." Cyborg said in a cheerful voice. "You can even ask your parents once they get back."" May only smiled at his reassurance. It was true, he was alone with the kids. With Starfires due date right around the corner, her appointments had began to get more frequent. Epically with the scare BB and Rae had with Mark, Dick had made sure to be extra careful in this pregnancy. Not to mention they had probably taken the opportunity to get some peace and quiet before the baby was born.

"When are they getting back? I miss daddy." Marks' little voice asked over his shoulder. Cybog's face turned red as he turned to his nephew slowly.

"Uh-" Cyborg stuttered as he tried to think of a easy response. Beast Boy and Raven were not exactly on a joyous mission like the other two. They disappeared the same time every year, so it was expected for him to watch their adorable children. It was today, five years ago that they had lost their child due to pregnancy complications. It is only rightful they morn their loss, and Cyborg explained that he would be more than happy to help in any way possible. Although he was sure that Mal knew what was going on, he knew that Mark didn't understand and he didn't intend to be the one who explained.

"They should be back by morning, don't worry." Mal said in a very mature voice. "I'm sure they are just with Aunt Star."

"Yeah." Cyborg chuckled, surprised at the small empath's response. "Besides, I need all the time I can get with you kiddos. Once the new babies here we won't be able to rough around as much. We will have to be careful."

"When are you and Aunt Karen going to have a baby?" May asked as she scooted closer to his side.

The tin mans heart dropped. The touchy subject was a sensitive spot for him, and there was no way he would be able to react like his usual self with the young child. The truth was, he was physically unable to have children with his wife of five years. He lacked the necessary equipment to achieve such a goal. They had talked about artificial insemination, but just the thought just didn't appease him. He wanted a child like him, not one that was just like his wife.

Then there was the thought of adoption, which was a much more acceptable idea. However, being that he was a hero he wasn't sure if they would even be able to pass the screening process. Just that fear had caused him to avoid even trying, which only enraged Karen. It had put a lot of strain on their relationship lately, and she was even currently not speaking to him over it. It had to be obvious how much he loved kids just by the way he interacted with the three young Titans but for some reason just the thought of adoption was hard on him.

The other Titans just didn't understand. Raven and Beast Boy had legally adopted Melvin, Timmy and Teether years ago. They had told them that he was sure to get approved just like them, but that was different. It was years ago, and things had changed. What if they tried and were denied, would Karen stay with him? Knowing that they are unable to have children as well as unable to adopt? How could she? He couldn't loose her, he just couldn't.

"I don't know squirt." Cyborg finally replied calmly. "I-I don't know."

"I heard Aunt Karen tell mommy you were going to adopt." Mark said as he leaned in closer to whisper. "I don't blame you, I like Melvin a lot better than Mal anyways. She's nicer."

"Oh yeah? Well Timmy is funnier." Mal shot back angrily as she leaned towards her brother.

"I like like Teether, hes nice." May interjected as she pulled Mal out of her brother's face. "They are all nice, I just wish they didn't go to school so far away."

"Yeah." Cyborg sighed, "Yeah, well I don't know kiddos. It's different for you're aunt and I. We may not be ready for that step yet. We aren't like B and Rae."

"I think you will be a great daddy." May said kindly. The simple statement caused a warming sensation to spread through his chest. He looked over and noticed the two Logan children nodding in agreement.

He let out a light chuckle at the pure innocence of the situation. They had such simple minds at this age, they had a tendency of just saying things like they saw them. The sky is blue, the grass is green, and Uncle Cyborg is awesome. They don't understand the complications that come with adulthood. In a way he hoped they never would.

"Well thank you." He said in a calm voice as he smiled at each of the children around him. It was amazing how easy it was with them, how he could just make them happy merely by his presence. It was like they each had a special place in his heart, all different and yet the same. All three, well soon to be four, children that lived in Titans Tower each had their assigned thing to do with Uncle Cyborg. A daily part of their day where they spent special time with him, and in rare occasions like today he was able to spend time alone with all three. It was so easy, so simple in his mind. Maybe it would be simple with a child of his own. Maybe.

The clocks chime snapped the time man out of his thoughts, he looked at the time and noticed how late it was. "Oh man it's late, you're parents are gonnna kill me."

"But we aren't tired." Mark whined as he pulled on his mechanical arm.

"Yeah, let's watch a movie!" May shrieked loudly as she flew into the air with excitement.

"Movie!" Mark and Mal repeated in unison.

"No..." the tin man started only to be cut off by he three children's adorable eyes. They were giving him the dreaded face, the terrible, terrible face. The face they knew that they could use with him to get away with about anything. "Fine." he hissed earning a few cheers and thank you. He only rolled his eyes as he stood from the couch and yelled the dreaded question over his shoulder.

"What movie?"

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The babies skin was light brown as it moved lightly in his arms. He heard  soft voices beside him but he couldn't fathom the idea of taking his eyes off of this beautiful child's face. He was infatuated with it, like it had cast it's spell on him and he would never be the same. It was amazing, perfectly amazing.

"He's beautiful." A woman's voice came beside him. He instantly recognized it as Karens, whatever fears that had boiled inside of him faded just by knowing that she was present with him.

"Yeah. He is." Cyborg whispered in response. The small child let out a small grunt as he stirred under the blanket that was wrapped completely around him. A smile crossed the tin mans lips as the babies eyes opened and met his gaze.

It was perfect. Absolutely perfect. The feeling that grew inside of him was like nothing he had experienced before. It was warm, warm and soothing. It was like he was looking into the face of his future, the face of the only person he would ever love more than his wife. More than himself

"Say hello to you're son Victor." Karen whispered into her ear as he kissed his cheek sweetly. Tears welled in his eyes as the realization of what his wife had said hit him. This was his son, his perfect son. Nothing and no one would ever matter as much as him.

He knew he was in love.

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There was a light pressure on his arm, Cyborg attempted to ignore it as he mumbled something not comprehensible under his breath. His body begged for him to remain in his slumber state while his mind told him to wake up. It was an internal fight that always pledged him. "Victor." came a familiar voice beside him, "Victor, wake up."

His eyes opened slowly to meet the brown irises of his wife. A small smile crossed his face as he whispered her name. She smiled back at him as she replied, "Looks like you four had fun."

Cyborg looked around and noticed the disaster that was the front room. Darts were every which way while junk food and pillows were long forgotten all along the floor. The three children weren't far from him, Mal and Mark were cuddled against his left legs while May was against his right. They all must have passed out while watching the dreaded children's movie.

"Yeah," he chuckled lightly, "Yeah I guess we did."

"Come on you big kid, let's get you to bed." She whispered as she moved May's body aside from him. Her small form let out a sigh as her aunt covered her body with a blanket. Cyborg followed suite and moved the two Logan children so that they were laying comfortably on the opposite side of the couch.

"What time is it?" He managed to ask as they made their way out of the common room.

"Just passed midnight." She informed him softly.

"Uhhhh, I'm so old. I used to stay up all night with B like it was nothing."

A light chuckle escaped his wife's small lips as she shook her head, "Yeah you are old." she taunted.

A smile crossed his face once he realized that she was no longer angry with him. Although they had had a heated argument earlier in the morning, it was apparent that she had forgiven him. "Well at least I'm not married an old man."

"Yeah I know, what will I ever do with you." she mocked as she lightly pushed on his arm. Slowly the sight of their room came into view and something over came the tin man and his arms spun her around and pulled her into his arms. She let out a small grunt in protest but soon softened to his touch.

"Love me unconditionally for the rest of our lives." he whispered sweetly. Karen only smiled as he connected their lips into a tender and sweet kiss.

"Forever." she whispered as she pulled away from him.

A moment of silence went by as the two looked into each others eyes eagerly. "Let's adopt." he finally whispered to his beautiful wife.

Confusion crossed her face and she tilted her head asking, "What?"

"I'm ready. Let's adopt a baby."

A shriek of excitement escaped Karen's lips as she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek. "Are you sure?"

"Yes." he managed to breath. "Yes, I'm sure."

There perfect moment was cut short by the sound of Richards stern voice echoing through the halls. "Cyborg! Why is the front room a disaster!!"

Cyborg's body became rigid in an instant as he turned and began to pull his wife to their room. "You aren't going to clean up?" She asked her body was brought through the thresh hold.

"Are you kidding me? I may be having a baby, but I'm not an idiot."