"So let me get this straight", the boy said. "You understand BeastMon as long as you have captured them?"
"Or", you added, "when they have psychic torture powers. That works, too."
"I have no powers to torture with", objected the Beast-Boy-Fusion.
"Just looking at you makes my eyes burn", Annie commented. "You HAVE the power to torture, believe me."
The Beast-Boy looked at her, then down at himself. His frilly, bright pink dress surely was a ... a sight to behold. He shrugged. "Maybe itīs because Iīm partly human."
"Might as well be", you said. There were no real alternatives to that, so, why not. If it looks like a horse, walks like a horse and sounds like horse, it's probably not a zebra.
"Why so disinterested? Itīs an awesome power! Not even the higher Crests invoke such an ability!"
"Well, Iīm ... Iīm just special? - Look, you are MERGED with a BeastMon", you scoffed, "The So let me get this straight-Part should belong to me! How did that happen?!?"
The Beast-Boy told you about the little experiment he did a few days ago, waving at the machines in the background. "Actually I was at Teleportation, not Merging. But, oh well, it happened nonetheless." You walked up to the apparatus, the Beast-Boy elaborating further. "As I was at the controls, an accident happened and my BeastMon and myself got hit by an energy blast. At the next moment, we were pushed together and into each other. As the dust settled, I walked out of my house, I tried to get help, but all I got was a BeastCube to my face." He smirked at you. "You are the first who could suppress her capturing urges. Thanks for that."
"No biggie." You gazed at the machine. "So, how to turn you back?"
"Letīs fix these electronics up there, for starters." He pointed at a few busted looking parts of the machine, out of his reach. "Iīm a Fey-Type right now, and allergic against that part of metal. Thatīs the whole problem."
Under the Beast-Boys guidance, you and your team members repaired the machine, switching parts and so on. Racer, whose Type was no friend of electricity, was banned from touching the sparkly parts, but your Donnermäh Belle was more than up to the task. She just giggled, touching the sparkling cables with bare hands. Josh with his bee-wings was able to hover freely in midair, working at the higher places, while Annie handled the parts who needed a little welding.
At last, the work was done.
"Good job, my friends." The Beast-Boy bowed at you, then stepped into one of the egg-like chambers. "Now, Iīm pretty sure the last accident was a one-in-a-million-bad-luck-situation. But, just in case, you should take cover."