Author's Note: Heeey guys; I'm here with a brand new AU fic! It's a Gar centered YouTuber AU if the title didn't really give it away haha. It's gonna be a mix of creepy things, exploration and pranks and some other stuff. Things, I personally think Gar would be down to do on YouTube channel if he had one.

I'm hoping to update this on the last Wednesday of every month and I hope y'all take a liking to this idea because I'm super excited to write more for it!

For some context; they're a bunch of 23/24 year olds who live together and they have known one another for flippin' ages and they're indulging Gar in his YouTube videos bc that's what friends do!

Not much else to say here but if you do like it, please give me some feedback as it would be muchosly appreciated!

ALSO Shoutout to my fave gurl; Ava for sneak preview reading this first oneshot and setting my anxious mind at ease XD 3

Disclaimer: I do not own Teen Titans.

Exploring Abandoned Asylum (GONE WRONG)

Uploaded by Gar Logan

31st July 2019

Length: 00:20:42

Gar's grin spread from ear to ear as he stepped back from the camera, the gaze of the lens facing him as the tripod supported its weight for the moment.

"Whaaat's up guys, it's Gar and welcome back to my channel!" He hollered, his bubbly nature and personality shining through his intro without fail.

He opened his arms out in a showcasing manner and glanced at the people stood around him,

"Today, I'm here with my friends. We've got Vic…"

He pointed to the largest one of them all; a bulky African american with steel blue eyes; light specks of grey in them under the right light. He wore a baggy blue hoodie, one hand stuffed into the pocket whilst he used the other to cheekily salute towards the camera.

"And we've got Dick…"

The aforementioned man smirked and nodded his head, his mess of ebony hair flopping a little; giving him just the right disheveled look to show off his ruggedly handsome streak.

The pale denim shirt that he wore, unbuttoned in front of the camera revealed the white shirt beneath; the black ripped jeans tying to outfit together in a way that it shouldn't, but did.

"There's Kory…"

Stood beside the dark haired smirker was a tall, slim girl; a firey ombre illuminating her otherwise auburn hair. She smiled cheerfully and waved towards the camera, slipping closer into the arm wrapped around her waist.

She rested her head on Dick's shoulder and idly played with the sleeve of her loose, violet sweater that was a stark contrast to her close fitting, denim shorts; ripped and as black as ink on a page.

"And last… but never least… we've got my girlfriend; Raven!"

He splayed his hands wide, showing her off like the treasure he felt she was.

Raven rolled her eyes but quirked the smallest of smiles at Gar as she crossed her arms over her chest, trying and failing to dissolve his playful nature,

The black of her hair dripped into the purple ends, tied at the back so that some was pinned up and away from her heart shaped face.

Her dark blue eyes stayed on Gar as she wore a bored mask, not terribly enthusiastic about whatever they were spending the night doing.

The strapless grey top she wore revealed just a hint of her stomach with a black belt around her hips and skinny black jeans, with multiple stylish rips across them, clinging to her legs.

"Ooh… I feel so special." She told him in a dull voice,

"Face it, Gar, we're the only idiots who would agree to be out in the middle of a street someplace at 10 o'clock at night." Vic chuckled, shaking his head at his best friend.

Gar threw him a look before he stared ahead once more, his focus solely on the audience of his Youtube account that would later be seeing the video he was about to film.

"As I was saying, we're here tonight with my friends because they all love me and decided to come along for this exploration vid." Gar continued,

"Tonight, we're gonna be exploring the abandoned Mae-Eye Lunatic Asylum on the outskirts of our hometown that is Jump City."

Kory quietly whimpered at the mere mention of the place and leaned in to her boyfriend, obviously the least thrilled about the adventure they were about to embark upon.

Gar sent a sympathetic smile in her direction, "Some of us are… less excited than others."

Dick looked down at Kory, his fingers tightening against the cloth of her sweater as he held her against his side.

"So, right now, we're just outside of a nearby Starbucks because we were thirsty and we're also trying to figure out how we're gonna get past the guards on patrol outside the asylum."

"I'm telling you; we're gonna get caught, Gar." Dick sighed, dragging his free hand through his hair,

Gar spun around, comically pointing an accusing index finger at his friend, "Ah! That's not the right attitude to have, thank you, Dick."

The guy in question rolled his cobalt eyes in response, resolutely staying quiet on the subject since Gar didn't care for the negative yet probable outcome of their little excursion.

"Look, we'll just have to time it as best as we can and then book it across." Vic said with a nonchalant shrug,

"Is this not breaking in?" Kory queried, raising her chin from Dick's shoulder with a brow lifted,

Gar waved his hand dismissively, "Psh, of course not! It's abandoned and like… it's not owned by anyone so it's fiiine."

Raven pursed her lips, a witty statement on the tip of her tongue, "Right. That's why there's 3 guards outside. They're just here for the fun of it."

"Exactly! Thanks babe!" He grinned before turning his head back towards the camera, completely missing the dumbfounded look on Raven's face, "Okay. I'll keep you guys posted. We're gonna try getting over there."

Gar held his camera up, his eyes darting back and forth between the lens and the area beyond the bushes that they were all crouched down and hidden within.

"Okay guys so… we're just on the edge of the asylum grounds. There's a gap in the fence that looks promising…" Gar whispered, brushing the hair at his forehead back with his fingers, "And we're just waiting for an opening to sprint over. There's a guard patrolling but he's walking back around in a minute so we're getting ready."

Gar spied the guard he'd just mentioned, a bead of sweat at his temple as he bided his time until they inevitably made a break for it.

He watched as the guard stopped, turned one way before turning the other and yawned. With that, the man swiveled back around and wandered down the way he came.

"Now!" Gar hissed, prompting his friends to get moving,

He held his camera in a death grip, partially wondering if his viewers would terribly mind the random rustling, heavy breathing and darkness that was currently being filmed.

With the green light metaphorically right in front of them, Gar pushed himself up and sprinted towards the fence, constantly casting looks over his shoulder to make sure they hadn't been spotted.

The other four kept his pace, matching him in the way he headed straight for the hole in the fence without taking any kind of reprieve in fear of getting caught.

Gar held up the camera so he could capture each of them slipping through the gap and onto the property, continuously keeping his forest eyes on the guard patrolling in this direction.

He noticed the guard as he started to walk back their way,

"Dude! Hurry! The guy is coming back!" Gar stressed, giving Vic a helping hand to squeeze through as he kneed him in the leg,

"Ow! Watch it, grass stain or I'll knee you back." Vic grumbled, finally past the fence. He took the camera from Gar, briefly turning it on himself to grin as Gar stumbled through the shortcut as well.

Gar took the camera back from Vic as soon as he was through before they all made a break for it and dashed over to the abandoned building, making certain they were out of sight of any guards before figuring out a way inside.

Under the cover of darkness, where the eyes of security couldn't touch him, Gar held the camera up to film the exterior of the neglected asylum, a sudden chill ricocheting down his spine at the realization of what creepy postcards of the past may await them inside.

"Dudes…" He murmured, his eyes glazing over as he took in the eerie picture before him,

The relic structure reached high, appearing much like a stately manor but on a much larger scale. Faded bricks lined the walls, dust floating down in the more broken down parts of the building. The windows were caked with dirt whilst cracks ran through some of the glass planes. Soot and moss patched across some of the nooks and crannies of the outer walls, with very little foliage able to grow from the lawn surrounding the asylum.

Grey roofing lined every part of the building, slanted downwards with a few tiles missing here and there. In the middle of the building, a large clock tower stood; the hands of time long since having ceased in function; a disturbing reminder of how the asylum was forever stuck in the time it thrived, now just another victim of decay and abandonment.

Chimneys spiked all across the roof, having once served usage at multiple points in the facility whereas now, they merely stood alone with the rest of the structure.

Gar moved his hand, allowing the camera to follow what his own gaze fell upon.

The large double doors of the entrance were boarded up; the chipped and warped wood beyond almost giving subtle warning not to go inside.

"I wonder how many people went in and out of here back in the day…" Gar thought aloud, looking over at his friends and noticing Vic was waving a hand, trying to get his attention.

Taking a lasting look at the exterior of the asylum, Gar swallowed and followed his friends as they quietly made their way around the back.

Raising the camera again, Gar eyed Vic, "You find a way in?"

His friend nodded, "Yeah, I think so. There's this window here. It's on the smaller side but should all be able to squeeze through…"

Gar tilted the camera towards the window he was referring to; the bottom half of a rectangular window that was free from any glass shards or jagged edges.

Raven tilted her head, "Why would they not board that up? Surely that's just asking for people to sneak in."

Dick shrugged, "Maybe it was but someone else knocked it through."

Kory sighed and looked around, skeptical that they were truly alone back here, "Another reason that we should probably not do this…"

Vic winked at the redhead and playfully nudged her arm, "Don't worry about it, Kory… we'll be in to see the place for Gar's stupid video and then we'll be out again before you know it."

"Hmm…" Kory responded, not quite convinced at the same time Gar made an indignant noise in protest of Vic insulting his video,

"It's not stupid, dude. I've got a hefty 800,000 subscriber count, for your information." He threw back before turning the camera to face himself so he could wink and grin into the lens in appreciation to his said subscribers,

Vic opened his mouth to retort but Dick stepped in, "Can we just go in already if we're doing this?"

Raven smirked, "Who wants the luxury of going in first?"

Silence swelled between the group until Dick exhaled noisily and eyed the window, "I'll go first, I guess."

Gar smiled, "Aren't my pals just the best?"

Dick pulled a face over his shoulder, in the direction of the camera Gar had pointed his way as he stepped up towards the small opening.

"Be careful…" Kory muttered, chewing her lip in concern,

He waved her off, "I've got it."

"I mean… he probably is the best one to go first… gymnast and all." Vic pointed out, making Gar snort,

Dick gripped the rim of the window and pulled slightly, testing the strength of the wood and to see how well it would hold his weight. Deeming it to be acceptable after a moment, he took a breath and slowly hauled himself up onto the ledge, shifting and turning until he slipped in through the gap.

There was a soft footfall followed by some coughing before worry got the better of Kory,

"Dick? Are you okay?" She whispered, resting her fingers against the window ledge that he had just been perched upon,

"Yeah… I'm good… it's just… really dusty in here." Dick replied before he crouched down at the window opening and caught her eye, "Ready?"

"Why do I have to go second?"

Gar grinned, "You cared about him most to ask if he was okay… you put yourself in it, Kory."

Kory pressed her lips into a thin line and appeared hesitant, her brows furrowed as anxiety had her rattled.

Dick offered her a hand through the window, "C'mon, Kor. I've got you."

Gar smirked and couldn't help but bump shoulders with Vic who matched his expression, "These kids are so adorable."

Vic fluttered his eyelashes in a teasing manner, "They're so cute."

Dick was quick to the mark of giving them the finger through the gap as Kory ignored their comments and prepped herself to go inside as well. The two boys made dual expressions of mock shock before a single look from Raven told them to quit it.

Kory reached up for Dick's hand, standing on her toes to get some more leverage on her already impressive height so that she could make it easier for Dick to help her up.

Once she was sure Dick had a grip on her wrist, Kory pressed her feet to the wall and scaled it until she reached the window, swiveling her hips until she too, was inside.

Dick leaned down and scanned the remaining three, "Alright, who's next?"

Vic shrugged and wandered over to the wall, "I'll go."

"Pff, use some of that muscle, Vic. There's no way I'm not being pulled out if you grab my hand." Dick told him,

Snorting, Vic shook his head, "Please man… as if I'd ask your scrawny ass for help. I'd end up breaking you."

With that in mind, Vic rubbed his hands together and took a running jump at the wall, leaping just in time so that his fingers caught the inside of the window. With a few more shifts and movements, Vic was sat on the ledge, one leg hanging out whilst one was in.

He looked around the minute his feet touched the ground on the other side and he let out a long whistle, "Dang… this place is creepy as f-"

Gar made a strangled noise, "Dude! Don't swear; you'll get me demonetized."

"Okay well hurry yo' ass up because you need to see this stuff." Vic called back,

Turning his camera to Raven, Gar gestured for her to go up first, "M'lady…"

"Wow. What a gentleman, letting me go into a creepy asylum first." She deadpanned, smirking at him over her shoulder,

"You know me, babe." He replied, keeping the camera on her as Kory and Dick both extended a hand each to give her some help into the building. He hurried over to the wall, placing the palm of his hand against the back of her thigh to aid her in the last part of getting in.

"You're so not subtle, y'know." She muttered,

"What?" Gar chuckled, pretending he didn't catch what she meant. She rolled her eyes at him once more before she slid in through the window.

Turning the camera to his face, Gar grinned, "Looks like it's my time, guys."

Shifting the grip he had on the mini tripod, he stood at the base of the window and looked up at the gap,

"Pst… Rae… can you take the camera for a sec?"

Her head popped through, the tendrils of purple dip-dyed hair falling around her face as she reached a hand down to take it from him. She brought it back through the window and turned it to face Gar as he made his own grand entrance,

"Let's see if he falls on his face." She murmured off-camera,

Gar huffed and stuck his tongue out as he hauled himself up so far before he shot a pleading look in Vic and Dick's directions; silently asking for help.

The boys each grabbed one of his hands and tugged him up the rest of the way until he too was through the gap, his feet planted firmly on the dirty ground of the asylum.

"Did I stick the landing, Rae?" Gar asked as he slipped the camera from her,

"Uh huh. 100%."

He smirked and turned the camera back towards the still environment they found themselves in. Hitting a button on the side of the camera, he upped the brightness of his light to ensure he got a good picture of the inside of the building.

Vic whistled as they all looked around, "Well… this is… cozy…"

Raven raised an eyebrow as she peered down the long corridor beside the room they were in, "This is… definitely freaky."

"And you know if Rae is saying that then it's true…" Gar breathed, turning the camera angle after angle to show it off,

He assumed they had sneaked into the former day room of the asylum, if the abandoned lounge chairs scattered around were anything to go by. The material of them were torn and there was some certainty that there would be creepy crawlies hiding inside of them.

Dust and dirt lined the floor; cracks in the concrete below their feet showing just how old the place was. Gar glanced upwards, noticing the peeled and chipped paint on the ceiling and the walls. What was presumably once a serene duck egg shade on the walls was now a filthy and off-putting color that was far from calming anymore.

The far windows that reached high against the walls were smashed, glass sprinkled all over the floor, mixed in with the partial rubble of the room.

In the corner, there was an empty fireplace; broken tiles just barely stuck on the wall still with grime built around the edges.

Raven walked near to it, running her index finger along the mantel, collecting a coating of dust which turned her lips downwards, "This place really has been neglected…"

Kory pressed a hand to the wall where the paint was sparse, "I wonder how it must have looked when it was active…"

"Well… we can always look it up later when we get home… but for now…" Gar murmured, "Let's go check out the rest of this place."

The five of them slowly started walking down the decrepit hallway, ignoring the way they felt as though they were being watched and refusing to look back in fear of seeing something they were not meant to.

Graffiti lined the walls of the corridors like a second skin, clearly not having had much love from other passersby.

"So…" Gar started, holding the camera up and facing them as they moved through the halls, "A bit of backstory on this place but… the Mae-Eye Lunatic Asylum opened back in 1890 and housed up to 5,000 patients that were supposedly subjected to extreme torture and scientific experiments by a few doctors who liked to try and play God…"

Kory touched her lips, "Oh how awful… those poor people…"

Gar nodded, "Yeah and back then… they threw basically everyone into asylums… even if you were someone with a kind of learning disability or something, they labeled you as an imbecile and locked you up in one of these places. They did it with people with mental health issues as well."

Raven brushed her fingers against the chalked walls of the hallway, "I've read about that before. If you were a schizophrenic or someone who suffered with bipolar… you'd be given a straight jacket and sentenced to a padded cell for god knows how long."

Vic shook his head, "How were they even able to get away with that?"

Dick shrugged and frowned, "That was the early days for you… 19th century weren't the kindest to people, so it would seem."

Gar looked down at his phone, scrolling through the notes on the place he had stashed away, "They did all kinds of 'treatments' on them, including electrotherapy and lobotomy practices too. Apparently, electrotherapy is still done today in some psychiatric wards around the world but the lobotomy thing… I don't know which would be worse but having your scalp cut away and your skull drilled, leaving you in a veggie state more often than not… doesn't exactly sound like a winner to me."

"Jesus Christ…" Vic muttered,

As they spoke of the horrors that went on inside the walls of the place they roamed, decades ago, they paused at one room in particular.

It looked to be a medical examination room; a small area that would have been used for treatments or surgeries by the delusional doctors from the early 1800's.

The thin light of the moon from outside filtered in through the scuffed windows, casting an eerie glow inside the room. As Gar turned the camera in the same direction, the light from it bounced off some of the equipment, helping them to see it better.

The turquoise tiles on the walls were cracked or completely removed, lying in a heap of debris on the floor. There was a single treatment chair that was still, in the middle of the room; blackened and torn from years of misuse and there was a sinking feeling in each of their chests when they eyed the straps on the arm and leg rests; clearly indicating how doctors used to get the patients to cooperate with them.

"Gar… I believe I already know the answer but… why was it that this location closed down?" Kory wondered, her green eyed gaze on the large piece of surgical lighting that flopped lifelessly beside the chair.

"According to the internet… it was due to lack of funding, followed by the mysterious death toll that appeared on the asylum reports when audits came in. Health and safety started becoming more of a thing… not by much but… it closed down for good in the 1950's."

Kory took a long look at the room before she shivered and moved on with the rest of them; minding her footing over the large chunks of debris that had fallen from the ceiling above them, leaving the underlying scaffolding in its place.

Dust particles lingered in the air wherever Gar shone his camera light; showing just how ancient and how unkempt the place truly was.

"I don't get why they wouldn't have just demolished this place since there's no use for it anymore." Vic commented as they turned another corner of the structure, heading for another block.

Dick peered up at the frosted windows that were painted with filth and dust, "Government funding isn't there, probably. Or, they just don't care enough to do anything productive with it-"

Raven suddenly stopped, turning her head in the direction of yet another hallway as they found themselves at a crossroads. She touched Kory's arm, her eyes wide,

"Did you guys just hear that?" She whispered, her heart thudding uncharacteristically in her chest,

"What?" Gar asked, matching her tone,

"I… don't know. There was like a-" She paused as the same sound occurred but louder this time,

Kory froze as the faint sound of squeaking echoed through the halls; something that reminded her of rusted wheels of a bicycle. Her brows knitted together as fear gripped her and she grabbed at Raven's hand,

"I heard that…" Kory gasped, swallowing several times to stop her throat from getting dry,

"It was probably nothing…" Vic threw out, trying to diffuse the tension,

Raven pulled a face at him, "Oh right… yeah, I imagined it."

"I wasn't saying that…"

Kory huddled closer to her best friend, giving them all a nervous look, "Please… may we hurry up so that we can leave?"

Gar nodded and gulped, holding the camera close to his chest as he continued to film the location, "Anyone know where abouts we're heading?"

"Not upstairs anytime soon…" Dick pointed out, drawing all of their attention to the grand staircase that sat directly in front of the double doors that they had seen all boarded up earlier in the night.

The first set of stairs were completely gone and if Dick had to hazard a guess, he assumed that the concrete that made up the original set had crumbled and decayed, much like the rest of the derelict building, leaving nothing but fine powdered dust on the floor.

"I mean… we could always try and boost each other up there." Gar suggested,

"Uh huh and if we get caught? I don't know about you man, but I don't wanna be jumping out of some 3rd story window and breaking an ankle just for your Youtube views."

Gar scowled at him but shrugged after a long pause, "Y'know what, that's fair." He paused, "Okay so no stairs…"

Raven paused at the threshold of a nearby room and a small gasp escaped her lips, "God…"

Gar hurried over to see what had her so stunned and found himself majorly wishing he hadn't, earning similar reactions as Vic, Dick and Kory joined them.

The room was clearly a place for the patients deemed more "mentally unstable" than others.

A padded cell was something that had always been seen in movies and in online articles but witnessing one so close was unnerving to say the least.

The cushioned walls were ripped; large gashes across the surfaces as if someone had tried to claw their way to escape which, the more they considered it, the more likely it seemed given the nature of the former inhabitants.

Dirt and old, dried blood was smeared across the cold, hard ground with some having splashed across the door that was slightly unhinged from the steel frame.

"What did they do to them?" Kory murmured, eyes darting around at all the signs of inhumane treatment.

Dick stared pointedly at what appeared to be a shredded and long discarded straight jacket, sitting in a heap in the corner of the cell.

"Hate to say it but… I think it might have been themselves that did this." He said quietly,

"I mean… I think anyone would do whatever it took to get out of a place like this. Even if it meant killing yourself." Raven muttered, trying to avoid taking a whiff of the questionable stench that hung in the air,

"So many people must have died here…" Vic commented, shaking his head,

"If you weren't already crazy then being locked up in this kind of place would have definitely done the job." Gar stated, turning the camera with him as he moved around,

"I wonder-" Dick was cut off by the sudden, loud thud that came from above their heads.

None of them moved, a thousand things rushing through their minds at once.

"What was that?" Kory hushed, a high pitch to her voice,

"M-maybe it was an animal." Gar answered, his eyes now glued to the ceiling,

"How would an animal be up there?" Raven challenged,

Gar waved his hand wildly, "I don't know, Rae! I'm just guessing!"

"Well unless they flew in through an open window… I'm gonna say it wasn't an animal. We all just saw the stairs." Vic chimed in,

Dick kept his eyes on the ceiling for a moment longer before he turned away from the padded cell and gestured to the rest of them, "Let's just… keep looking around so we can go."

They filed out of the cell, forcing themselves not to look in the direction of the half staircase as they passed it once again, taking a left down a long corridor that had small rooms which they could only assume were patient rooms back when the asylum was alive and kicking.

The rooms were simple yet undoubtedly inappropriate for people supposedly attending the facility for psychiatric 'help'.

Diverting down another corridor on their right, it was soon becoming clear that this place was nothing short of a maze, with endless hallways and rooms, tucked away in even the smallest of crevices.

Suddenly, Dick stopped short, followed by the rest of them as they saw something that truly chilled them to the bone.

There, at the very end of the hallway sat a rusty old wheelchair; rolling forward ever so slightly.

Gar's eyes widened and he bit down on his lower lip, trying to make sure his hand wasn't trembling as he held the camera up, "Guys…"

"Tell me that wasn't just moving on it's own…" Vic murmured,

"It… surely it was a gust of wind or something…" Dick suggested,

Raven turned to him with a brow raised, "How strong do you think the wind is tonight, Dick?"

Kory made a small sound of discomfort and turned into Dick's shoulder, "Raven… you… remember the squeak sound we heard earlier?"

Raven closed her eyes and nodded, "Don't, Kory… I'm trying not to make the connection…"

Vic took a deep breath and turned to them, "Okay, maybe we should-"

There was a loud bang as a door somewhere on the other side of the building slammed shut and they descended into silence as they heard faint voices.

"Shit… I think the guards are in here." Dick whispered,

"We need to get back to the window in the day room…" Raven stated, already edging backwards to the wall.

Gar's heart started racing as he saw the dim glow of flashlights from down the hallway, "Okay, let's move…"

The five of them stepped with purpose, moving quickly but trying to remain stealthy and without noise as to not alert the guards to their whereabouts.

Following the stretch of wall, Gar led them back the way they had come earlier, turning his movements into a sprint as they got out of earshot of the guards. They rounded a corner and caught sight of the dimly lit day room after a few brief stops, trying to figure out where the hell they were supposed to be going.

"There! There! Go!" Gar hissed, pointing in the direction of the window they'd initially sneaked in through.

Vic hurried over, shimmying out through the gap first so that he could help the others on their way out. Raven was next, practically falling through the window in her haste to escape the guards that were nearby, searching the property for them or any other trespassers.

Dick slid through the opening, landing firmly on his feet and turning just in time to help Kory as she frantically moved through the broken window as well. He grabbed her hips and planted her on the soles of her sneakers.

"Kory! Take my camera!" Gar told her, throwing his equipment down in the hopes that she would catch it.

Before he could even watch to see if she had, he slipped his legs through the window opening and pulled himself under, slipping down the side of the wall until he landed clumsily on his rear.

"Ow." He muttered, getting up and brushing himself down to avoid grass stains on his clothing, "Kory, did you-"

She immediately handed him the camera, "I did… it is intact."

Gar briefly smiled in relief, "Thanks."

"C'mon… we're so close." Vic reminded them, his eyes shifting back and forth in the hopes of seeing the guard that they had successfully evaded earlier in the night, "I can't see the guard from before."

Gar chewed his bottom lip, "We're gonna have to wing it."

"You know what a bad idea that is, right?" Raven asked,

"Well yeah but… we wanna get back across the street to that Starbucks… we'll have to book it and hope for the best. Get ready to run."

He paused, taking a deep breath in an attempt to ease frazzled nerves before he took off running, whispering, "Go! Go! Run-"

Gar sighed before bursting into a bout of nervous chuckles as he stood back from the camera that was set up on a large tripod again so that he didn't need to clutch it like when they'd been exploring.

"Hey guys… so… we made it out of there… without getting caught…" He informed the camera, giving a thumbs up, "As you can tell… we only just got back to Starbucks… what with all the heavy breathing…"

"I do not think I have ever run that fast in my whole life." Kory wheezed, pressing her hands to her knees and leaning forward, her hair falling around her shoulders like a curtain of fire,

"You're telling me… my legs are aching…" Raven agreed, rubbing the backs of her calves,

Dick peered through the window of the coffee shop and smirked at the girls, "You guys can get frappuccinos before we head home to make the running seem worth it. Starbucks is still open for the next 30 minutes."

Raven lifted her head and shared a glance with Kory before she stared at Dick, "We're gonna take you up on that."

Gar laughed and turned his attention to the camera, "That was terrifying but so fun, guys… if you want more videos like this, let me know in the comments below." He paused and waved a hand, "Now, we're gonna raid Starbucks and head home because we're all exhausted from that. Don't forget to smash that like button and if you haven't already, don't forget to subscribe to my channel because you're missing out if you don't!"

"Are they really?" Vic teased,

"Shh." Gar paused, "That's all for now guys; I will catch you next time with a new video soon!"

His friends all awkwardly waved at the camera before Gar grinned and held up two fingers, ultimately signing off for the time being,

"Peace!"