It Started with a Sandwich

"It was you, wasn't it!?" Beast Boy screams at me, tears streaming down his face as his ears flop forward in a depressed way. "You're the one who took them!"

"I-I- I didn't mean to, I- It wasn't my fault!" I protest, desperately shaking my head. Some of my friends glance over at me, concerned about the fact that there is actual emotion clear in my voice. "Please, I didn't mean to, Beast Boy!"

"No, no, you did it on purpose!" He sinks to his knees as sobs rack his small body, and, for a fraction of a second, I feel bad. But then I remember exactly what this is all about.

"You idiot, they're just sandwiches!"

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Or 'the one where Beast Boy makes a huge deal out of nothing and has to deal with the overwhelming, demonic consequences.'