[roaring]
[intense music]
[roaring]
[burps]
grunt
growl
[beeping]
kaboom
Yeah!
Great idea, Robin.
Blowing up the slime monster.
It was either that, Raven
or the total destruction
of Jump City.
Look at us. We're covered
with smelly, evil space goo.
It's even in my nose.
Not part of the slime
monster, Beast Boy.
Oh.
meow
Our costumes were due
for a major washing anyway.
But whose turn is it to do this
most disagreeable of chores?
Uh, you know,
they're not that dirty.
What's a couple more weeks
without soap?
[sniffing]
crash
whirr
Okay, someone's gonna
have to wash them.
And there's only one
fair way to decide who.
You mean,
go by the chores list?
whirr
[gulps]
What chores list?
The only way to decide is
by a series of epic contests
where the loser has
to clean our clothes.
Titans, go!
[instrumental music]
ding
You blinked.
No, you blinked!
No, I saw you blink!
Na-ah, you did.
And I win!
ding
ding ding
oink oink
I have won
the hot dog eating contest.
[retches]
Ahem,
after compiling the results
it looks like the Teen Titan
stuck with
laundry duty is...Raven.
[crowd cheering]
It was supposed to be
your turn, Robin.
Oh, I have no idea
what you're talking about.
[belches]
Really? Okay, then I'll need
your clothes.
[screams]
Ahh! Oh!
Stop staring at my circuits!
Uh, you guys should
probably put some clothes on.
Phew.
[Robin screaming]
[girls screaming]
grunt
thud
[buzzing]
I need my suit!
[girls screaming]
So what exactly gets out
evil alien slime stains?
rattle rattle
bang bang
whirr
whoosh
whirr
rizz
boom
Nothing's working.
[groans]
This is a nightmare.
And it's all Robin's fault.
If I see that weasel again.
gasp
Oh, you want me to let you in?
I suppose I could
if you agree to do
the laundry
like you're supposed to.
[exhales]
Last chance.
[laughing]
blub blub
Hmm.
Alright, let's see what
we got in the old closet.
Too spikey.
Too brainy.
Nope. Nope.
Nope, nope, nope.
[chuckles]
How did that get in my closet?
I need my suit back.
Laundry day has given me
the perfect excuse
to take up that most
fascinating of Earth hobbies.
Sewing.
It appears to be
a straightforward process.
tring
Now let us see
how I have done.
Glorg borger!
It's hideous.
Perhaps I did not use
enough milk?
I need my suit back!
? Tofu tofu
gonna eat me some tofu ?
[humming]
? Tofu in my mouth ?
? Tofu in my mouth ??
slurp
Oh, great.
With my robot army,
soon all of Jump City
will be under my control.
[evil laugh]
Do I really have to deal
with this now?
Ah, the boy blunder.
If you think the Teen Titans
can stop my..
[gasps]
Robin!
You aren't wearing any pants.
This ends now or I'm going
to have to come over there.
Don't think I won't, Gizmo.
Uh, no, no. Stay over there.
I'll take over
the world another time.
boom
clank clank
[banging]
[panting]
We need our clothes.
You better have our suits ready.
Uh, that's gonna be a problem.
[all screaming]
[all grunting]
Are those our clothes?
The slime's taken them over.
[electronic gibberish]
[dance music playing]
You call that washing them,
Raven?
Maybe you should have
done them yourself, Robin
like you were supposed to.
Guys, we've got bigger
problems than that now.
Then there's only
one thing to do.
Titans, go!
[crowd cheering]
Our clothes are putting us on.
This is not a good look.
Ow. Ow. Ow.
Ah, ah! Hey.
Hey! Ow!
Don't you... Ow!
Ow! Ow. Ow.
[grunting]
This is the nastiest load
of laundry ever!
Not how I thought we'd go out.
It was my turn to do laundry.
I'm sorry, Raven.
The truth is, if we can
only get out of this
I'd do all the Teen Titans'
laundry for the next year.
That's just
what I was waiting to hear.
Azarath metrion zinthos.
Wait. It wasn't the slime that
took control of our clothes?
Nope, it was a magic spell.
[siren wailing]
You tricked me!
And now you get to do laundry
for the next year, sucker.
[alarm blaring]
Uh-oh.
Look, we have another alert.
A creature made of fruit juice
and barbecue sauce
is terrorizing the city.
Oh, man.
That sounds messy.
Titans, go.
[theme music]