07x21 - Doomsday Preppers

[bunniefuu]

[bird crowing]

[cat meowing, mouse squeaking]

[elephant trumpeting,
lion roaring]

♪ Go!

Opening theme playing...

♪ T-E-E-N

♪ T-I-T-A-N-S

♪ Teen Titans, let's go

♪ Teen Titans, go

[siren blaring]

Hurry, Titans.
Gather the rations!

We stockpiling, yo!
We stockpiling.

Well, stockpile faster!

- What's going on?
- What does it look like?

We're doomsday prepping!

We have enough
of the weapons for everyone

and also for their mothers.

Activating doomsday protocols.

[dogs barking]

[cawing]

Hmm. Sorry to rain
on your apocalypse.

But according to this, the end
of the world isn't scheduled

for another three years.

We're not prepping for the end
of the world, Raven.

We're prepping for Doomsday,
the supervillain.

You know, the strongest,
dumbest, most formidable

of all supervillains.

And the one who wears
the shortest of the shorts.

Oh, that Doomsday.

[doorbell ringing]

Oh, no.

He is the here.

It's all good, Mama.
We'll be safe inside the tower.

Cyborg, did you lock
the back door?

We have a back door?

[all screaming]

you think he saw us?

[all gasp in horror]

We's trapped, yo.
We's trapped!

- [stomping]
- [all screaming]

[whimpers] What are you doing?

You're the leader.

You should be the first to die.

No. You die first.

- No, you.
- No, you.

Woah, woah, woah.
I'm not gonna hurt you guys.

[groans]

You're not?

No, I wanna be friends.

You do know that you are
the destroyer

of the world, correct?

And didn't you almost k*ll
the Justice League?

Yeah, but only because
they started it.

Look, I'm not a bad guy.

I'm just misunderstood.

But why do you want
to be friends with us?

Because you're
the only superhero team

that knows what it's like
to be misunderstood.

Plus, if I'm friends
with you guys,

then maybe
other superheroes will

let their guard down
and trust me.

Oh... he's tugging
on the heartstrings.

Well, clip those strings.

Because superheroes and
supervillains can't be friends.

It's a rule.

I'm sorry, Doomsday,

you're just going
to have to k*ll us instead.

- Starting with Beast Boy.
- Hey!

[sighs sadly] I thought
you guys would be different.

[sniffles] I guess I was wrong.

Wrong indeed, Doomsday!

We're not different,

we're just as jerky
as everyone else.

- [all groaning]
- Probably more so.

- Now go home!
- [Beast Boy yelps]

I can't.

Superman destroyed my home.

- Really?
- That is so uncool.

And it's also not our problem.

Uh, that's okay.

[voice breaking] I'll just stay
at a cheap m-motel.

[sobbing]

[all] Aww.

Perhaps it would be
possible for him

to stay with us
just for the few days?

No way!

Look at him. His massive body
doesn't even fit in here.

I don't fit in anywhere!

[crying]

[rumbling, crackling]

There, there, little big guy.

I just want to be liked.

[Cyborg shrieks]

Come on, Robin. Have a heart.

Fine. He can stay.

Just stop crying.

[all cheering]

But only for a few days.

And this doesn't mean
we are friends.

- Oh, thanks, pal.
- [Robin screams]

You're not going
to regret this.

[Robin screaming]

[thud]

Oops.

Throw that ring. Throw
that ring. Throw that ring.

[grunts]

[all cheering]

Nice throw.

And the nice catch to you.

Yo, Robin,

wanna play with our new friend?

No. And he's not our friend!

Suit yourself.

[grunting]

[Doomsday] I got it!

[grunts]

[laughs]

[all cheering]

Where did Robin go?

[groans weakly]

Sorry about that.

[all laughing]

[straining] I'm going
to my room.

Ow...

[Robin grunts]

You like that, Doomsday?

- [bag squeaks]
- How about this?

[screaming, grunting]

And this. [grunting]

[chuckles]

[banging]

[sighs in exasperation] What do
you want now, Doomsday?

Hey, Robin, uh, can I use
your computer?

[scoffs] How?

You can't even fit
through the door.

Sure I can.

You just destroyed my wall!

No, it was like that
when I got here.

Ooh, nice. Open concept.

A shared space, that's also
somehow less confining.

Can you do that to my room?

Ooh. And my room as well.

No, no.

- Don't forget mine too, yo.
- [Doomsday] Okay.

- [crashing]
- And mine.

[Doomsday] Yeah, no problem.

Wait.

That's a load-bearing wall.

[Doomsday] Ow.

[people clamoring]

Where are we going?

We're taking you
to get ice-cream, baby.

- Wow.
- [cars screeching]

I've never had
ice-cream before.

- [cars honking]
- What? How's that even possible, yo?

Well, I don't get out much.

I tend to cause a scene
wherever I go.

[car driver screaming]

[motorcycle rider screaming]

- [man screaming]
- [neighing]

[old lady screaming]

[annoyed] It's gonna
take forever

to get through this line.

It's Doomsday. Run!

[people screaming]

You don't have to run away.

Just because I'm big and spiky
doesn't mean I'm a bad guy.

I didn't even do
anything wrong.

No. But you did get us
to the front of the line.

[Titans cheering]

You know, maybe we can
be friends after all.

- Really?
- Yep.

Because you've just shown me

how I can profit
from being your friend.

And that makes all
the difference in the world.

[all] Woo-hoo! Friends!

[roaring]

[crowd screaming]

[roaring]

[all cheering]

[roaring]

[roaring]

[cheering]

[machine beeping]

[screams]

[roaring]

[Raven reading]

[sighs] I'm sure he's looking
to b*at me up again.

We cannot let the Superman be
mean to our new friend.

But how are we supposed
to stop Superman? He's like,

the most powerful superhero
in the world.

We just need
to figure out a way

to show him
that Doomsday is a good guy.

[gasps] I know.

You should invite
Superman to a party.

Then he can see that
I'm friends with superheroes

and learn to trust me.

That is a great idea, Doomsday.

We can play games.

And jump in the bouncy castle.

Ooh. We can have
a bouncy castle?

I don't see why not?

- [Robin] Ow, let go!
- Thank you, Robin.

- Ow, you sting!
- Thank you.

You're impaling me
with your spikes.

Oh, right.

Sorry.

[Beast Boy laughs] Woo!

This bouncy castle is
awesome, yo!

My turn. Yeah! Woo-hoo!

Wow. That was fun.

What a great party.

You think
Superman will show up?

Absolutely.

He can't resist if he knows
Doomsday is here.

Question is, will he come
to fight or to party?

Look! Up in the sky.

It is not the bird,
nor the plane,

it is the Superman.

Go on, Doomsday. Say hello.

Oh. Thank you for coming
to my party, Superman.

Would you like some cake?

Hey. Not cool, dude.

You were right, Doomsday.
Superman is a super jerk.

Eh, that's okay.
I've got another idea.

No, no, Superman.
It's not an att*ck.

It's for the pinata.

Here, you can go first.

[soft instrumental music plays]

[all cheering]

[Robin] Get him, Superman.

Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa.

[gasps]

[all laughing]

He's eating the cake.

He trusts you.

Superman's finally seeing
the real you.

Yes, yes, you're seeing
the real me.

[choking]

Oh, no. Something's wrong.

What type of the cake is that?

Ice-cream cake.

What flavor?

Cookies and kryptonite.

[all] What?

[puking]

Oh, no. Does he not like it?

That's one way of putting it.

[choking and coughing]

Thanks for helping me
destroy Superman.

You Titans are the best.

Did we just help him do
what I think we just did?

I believe we are
the accomplices.

Uh, let's get out of here, yo.

Sorry, Superman.

Turns out we were not
prepped for Doomsday.

Catch you later.

[groaning]