The day has arrived!
HAPPY BLORTHOG!!
Come on, Beast Boy, gimme that thing!
Dude! I'm in the middle of a game, Cyborg!
Yeah, my game, 'cause it's my turn!
Give me the controller!
No! Let go!
It is my turn!
Friends! We must frolic and leap in glorious celebration, for today is Blorthog-the Tamaranean festival of friendship!
Joyous greeting, friend!
I, Starfire, give you this tinnabula as a symbol of-
You're gonna pay for that, you little grass stain!
Many blessings, friend. May your ears be filled with sugar candies and-
Look! I'll give you back the controller as soon as Raven gives back my nail clippers!
Not gonna happen. How else am I supposed to keep your toenails off the coffee table?
Happiness and delight, friend. On this wondrous day I wish you sunshine and bunny-
Robin, could the music be a little louder? I can still hear myself think.
I only turned the music up to DROWN OUT ALL THE YELLING!!
Whose turn is it now, tough guy? Whose turn is it now?
Knock it off! I can't work with you two acting like idiots!
Great, Robin. More yelling will definitely stop all the yelling.
Friends, please!
You must not - if we could simply - happy Blor-
STTTTTOOOOOPPPPP!!
Friends must never behave this way - nd especially not on Blorthog! Do you wish to invite the Rekmas?
Gesundheit?
On my world, “Rekmas” means “the Drifting.”
The point at which close friends begin to drift apart - and their friendship begins to die.
Aw, come on, Starfire.
We are so not Rek-whatever-ing.
We're getting on each other's nerves a little. Big deal.
Yeah. This is just typical roommate stuff. We're not going to drift apart, Star.
I promise. We'll all be friends forever.
Forever?
Titans! Trouble!
Hey, stop!
Stop yourselves!
I didn't journey back in time one hundred years to squabble, I came to steal.
The Clock of Eternity.
Valuable in the past, priceless in the future.
But for the present-
-you'll keep your filthy hands off it.
Teen Titans. This is a treat.
I read all about you in the historical archives. And now you're all history!
Titans! Go!
Azarath Metrion Zinthos!
Boo-yah!…Huh?
Draining my power cell!
You cannot defeat Warp. I am from the future.
And you relics are one hundred years out of date.
Ta-ta, Titans. I have enjoyed our time together, but I've got a very bright future ahead of me.
What?
Starfire!
Let go!
You have endangered my friends and ruined Blorthog!
Stop! If you damage the suit before we reach my future-
No!
What has happened? Why is it cold? And where are my…
…friends?
Friends? Hello? Friends? Hello!
Cyborg!
Oh, Cyborg, thank goodness you are-
Yo!
Who's up here blasting my…
Star?
Starfire. I don't believe it. You…you haven't aged a day!
Cyborg, what has happened? Why are…you…
Old?
Well, that's what happens to folks when you go away for twenty years.
Twenty years?!
You disappeared, Star.
That battle with Warp, that was a long time ago. You fell through a wormhole, and…
Welcome to the future.
The future? But…
…I damaged his technology.
Warp was planning to jump ahead one hundred years, right? Looks like you stopped him at twenty.
Still, I am confused. Please, why are you in disrepair?
Let's just say things haven't gone so well since you left.
But what of the other Titans? Where are our friends?
The Titans are history, Star. Your friends aren't friends anymore.
No. You are wrong. This…everything is wrong! How could such terrible things…
Warp! His interference in the past must have changed our future.
Star, I don't think-
He caused all this badness to happen. He made this technology, and he is the one who can make things right!
We must find Warp. You will help me?
I wish I could.
My last power cell burned out years ago.
I've tried adapting this new stuff to my old circuits, but…I can't leave the Tower, Star. I'm obsolete.
Maybe one of the others can help.
I can tell you how to find BB and Raven.
And Robin?
We lost touch a long time ago. If you're looking for him-
-you're on your own.
You stink, pig!
No way!
It's you. But how?
I require your help.
What kinda help?
The future is not as it should be. We must find Warp.
I will free you from this-
This cage isn't to keep me in! It's to keep those maniacs out!
Look. After the Titans broke up, I tried the whole solo-hero thing. Got my butt kicked - a lot. So now, well…
Besides, I'm in the showbiz now.
Raven?
Raven, it is Starfire, your friend.
No such thing.
Please, Raven, I-
Just another figment. Don't even look.
You must listen! I am here because-
I'm never coming back! Go away!
It has to go away. Just like before. Just like all the others.
Your mind.
Without friends, you must have-
What's the matter, dear? Have I come at a bad time?
You have also become old.
That's what happens when someone steals my vortex regulator.
The regulator, if you please. I really must get back to my future.
If you ever wish to see your future-
-you will repair the damage you have done to my past!
Damage? Silly girl. There's nothing wrong with your past.
One cannot damage history, because history cannot be changed.
I went back in time to steal this because history says it disappeared. And history says it disappeared because I went back to steal it. Past, present, future. It's all written in stone, my dear.
And nothing you do can ever change it.
Another time, perhaps.
It's good to see you again.
Robin?
I haven't used that name in a long time.
Call me Nightwing.
I heard you've been looking for help.
There is nothing you can do. There is nothing anyone can do. The past cannot be repaired, the future cannot be altered, no matter how wrong it seems.
So, it's impossible.
Good. If memory serves, we've done the impossible before.
I held on to this-
-just in case.
Tick-tock.
Just a few more seconds, and I shall finally-
The future will have to wait.
You just ran out of time.
Star!
Boo-yah.
Cyborg!
You are repaired!
Glad you could make it.
Wouldn't have missed it. Now who said y'all could start without me?
So sorry.
Perhaps I should finish you first!
Nobody hurts my friends.
Dude, that is so unfair.
It seems my time has come.
Uh!?! No! Noooo! NOOOOOOO!!
Okay. I am not changing any diapers.
We gotta get you home. Come on!
I'm redirecting the wormhole.
Starfire, go!
Please, must this really be our future?
Is there nothing I can do to change it?
I'm sorry, Star. There isn't time.
Ta-ta, Titans. I have enjoyed our time together, but I've got a very bright future ahead of me.
What?
Starfire!
Um, where did she-
Dude!
Star! What happened?
History said it disappeared.
But history was wrong!
Then Nightwing handed me the Clock-
-and I entered the vortex.
Bald?!
You're telling me I'm going to be bald?!
Guess you were right about all that Rekmas stuff.
I don't want us to drift apart. Does it all have to happen? Isn't there anything we can-
Our friendship has already changed Warp's past. I believe it can also change our future.
So…
…is it too late to do this festival-of-friendship thing?
Oh, it's never too late!
HAPPY BLORTHOG!!
I thought it was “Blort-hog.”
Okay, I feel like a wind chime.
So…Nightwing, huh?