"Then let's get to work!"
You take a look at Cyborg's blue prints and take a look at the engine.
"Well," you say, "we can easily take this configuration and just hook it up to a transformer."
"You mean like those giant robots?" Beastboy asks.
"No, just something that can convert the low energy created by the engine into high energy for the house's lights and other appliances."
"Well in that case," Cyborg says, "all we need is some copper coils, some oil, an iron core, and something to hold it all in."
"We can just make the metal shell of the broken engine our container," you say. "And if any of that is made out of iron, we could use that as the core. The wire and oil will be complicated."
"Looks like I need to make another call," Cyborg says, pulling out his built-in phone.
"In that case, break time!"
You and Beastboy walk to the house and find the others making sure the paint is dry.
Blackfire sits on the Horbaloan in the corner, facing so that the tail-horn is in front of her.
"I think this is more of a horn than a tail," she says, stroking the tail-horn with both hands.
"Why would the Kozoalians put that on there in the first place?" Robin asks. "If it is just a big piece of precious metal, why does it need a horn or tail?"
"Well, as I told Blackfire and Raven when we found it," you say, "the Horbaloan was also to be a seat."
You sit on the Horbaloan behind Blackfire, and wrap your arms around her waist.
"Still wierd that it'd have a horn," Beastboy comments. "Or tail, or whatever it's supposed to be."
Raven sits side-saddle on the Horbaloan, right behind you.
"It's not that bad," she says as she scoots around to get more comfortable.
The others go to check on the rest of the rooms in the house.
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