sayshazam | Date with Steph

Billy had been nervous when he went to meet Steph at the train station. Not quite as nervous as he had been when he asked her out, but still kind of nervous. It was close to sunset since they had to be at the soon in the evening to feed the bats, but it was still nice enough out that he didn't need anything more than jeans and a hoodie to keep warm.

He was a little more nervous once he met Steph there but it took maybe five minutes for him to realize this didn't feel any different than when they normally hung out, even if it was officially a "date". Then he got nervous because he wondered if maybe it was supposed to feel different. What if she thought it was boring, just having things be like normal? If it was just normal did they really need to go on dates? If it was supposed to be different did he want to do something that might make it weird?

Ugh, it all kind of sucked except for the part where he was having a fun time with Steph so he tried to concentrate on that. It was pretty effective.

"Okay, so we're not going to the normal front entrance," he told Steph as they got off the train. "Since it's closing anyway, it's one of the side doors for employees."

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"Well...thanks." Hot and beautiful aren't the same thing, and somehow it's better knowing Billy thinks the latter. Enough that he goes around telling random zoologists about it. She bumps her shoulder against his lightly, a quick intentional touch. "Not so bad yourself."

The idea that bats are communal creatures makes her grin. She bets that Batman doesn't like that much. "We'll be very nice to them." When she sees the bats in their little incubator Steph positively lights up with glee. "Hiiii, baby bitty bats."

Billy knew that he should say something back to him compliment but he was too stunned by it to respond beyond a few stuttered words that probably didn't make much sense. Fortunately he was saved by the sight of the baby bats. As awesome an idea as this seemed Billy had a feeling that Steph may not even realize he was there.

"Bats like to play and explore," Dr. Tate explained, taking one of them out of the incubator where they younger ones were kept warm. "They need lots of touch. They don't imprint on other creatures but they do need gentle and affectionate touch. Would you like to hold one, Stephanie?"

"I absolutely want to hold one." She holds her cupped hands out eagerly. "I will be the most gentle and affectionate, promise." Then she glances over to Billy with an excited grin. "You going to hold one too?"

"Alright, here you go," Dr. Tate said, carefully placing one of the baby bats in Stephanie's hands.

Billy wasn't sure if he'd ever seen anyone smile as much as Steph was right now. He didn't even know it was possible for someone to smile that much but he was glad she was, he liked making her happy.

"Sure, I'll hold one," he said with a nod, holding out his hands as Dr. Tate placed one in his hands too. He had to admit that it was pretty cute, and also crazy that this tiny thing was just resting there in his hands.

"Hi little buddy," Steph says in a quietly giddy voice as she raises the little bat up to get a better look at it. The little guy is barely a weight in her hand with soft fur and bright eyes. She doesn't try to give it an Eskimo kiss, but it's close. "You're very sweet, you know."

She looks up to Dr. Tate. "Is he a fruit bat or a bug-eating bat? Or a vampire bat?" Steph grins at the bat in her hand and puts on her Sesame Street Count voice. "Do you vant to suck my blood?"

"They're fruit bats, although I always liked the term Megabat better, I thought it sounded more exciting," Dr. Tate said as she watched Stephanie handle the bats.

Billy had to admit that Megabat did sound a lot cooler than fruit bat. If he was a bat that was totally what he would go by. Megabat.

"These are the Black Flying Fox bats, aren't they?" Billy asked, before looking back at the bat. He'd seen them around before. "They're one of the kind that aren't very ugly."

"Ohhhh, megabat, look at you, big man," Steph says with a laugh and reaches a finger up to lightly rub the bat's head. He makes a little squeaky noise of pleasure and she laughs again in delight.

She looks up at Billy, still smiling. "You're a regular chiropterologist."

"You are such a bat nerd," Billy said, although he couldn't help but smile while he said it. Really, he could watch Steph smile all day, whatever it was that made her do it. If it was letting her freak out over bats then that was fine with him. "I only know because I've been back here before."

"Billy's right though," Dr. Trent said with a nod. "Black Flying Foxes are one of the most handsome species of bats."

"Well, I am from Gotham," she says with a shrug and another easy laugh. Bats in Gotham aren't always a good thing--there's a reason he's called the Dark Knight and not the Cheery Sunshine Knight--but here they can be. Bats can be cute fuzzy babies instead of dysfunctional heroic douchebags.

"See, buddy, you can be a male model someday," Stephs ays to her little bat buddy then holds him up so her bat could look over at Billy's. "Bats are social, right?"

"They can be social, yes," said Dr. Trent as she picked up one of the bats herself. "They can also switch between different social groups as well. Unlike wolves or other back animals, bats can leave one roost and integrate themselves in another. They can pick up and move, so to speak."

Billy thought that must be nice, to just be able to pick up and go to another place and be instantly accepted. No matter where you went, there was a huge group of people waiting for you.

"Awh, see, that's the way to do it. Give you a chance to get away from all that drama," Steph says with a sage nod to her little bat. It means if you get kicked out there's still somewhere new you can go. Then she steps closely to Billy so her bat could look at his. "Are they in the same social group?"

"Yeah, I think they are," Billy said, smiling as he scooted a bit closer to Steph. It wasn't the most normal date ever but she seemed to be really liking it, which was the important thing. Maybe he wasn't too terrible at this date thing?

"I bet they're good buddies."

"Yup BBFF. Bat Best Friends Forever." It doesn't even faze her that this probably sounds incredibly silly. Steph just grins at her little guy as he gives a little squeak. "I think he's hungry. Are they eating solid food yet?"

Billy kind of hoped that the bats would be able to be friends. There weren't a lot of places the bats could go, of course, but Billy wanted at least someone (or something) should have someone they could rely on.

"No, they're still being bottle fed," Dr. Trent said, handing Steph one of the bottles. "Which, if you ask me, is my favorite stage."

"Oh, little guy," Steph says as she takes one of the bottles eagerly. "You are still a little bitty bat." Carefully she holds it up to his mouth, and the bat must be used to this because he latches on and starts sucking right away. She looks over to Billy. "I'm so glad we got to meet them."

Something she wouldn't have ever been able to do without Billy.

Billy flushed a bit at her words as he took a bottle from Dr. Trent to feed his bad. This was exactly what he had hoped would happen, that she would just have a great time here. Billy hoped it would mean she'd like to do stuff with him again, of course, but he was just glad she was having a good time.

"Yeah, I'm really glad that we got to too."

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