Imagine the Bat Family....

Imagine Tim Drake

Image Tim making strawberries and sharing them with Stephanie.....

"Yum! Strawberries!" Stephanie jumped down on the couch beside Tim who had a huge plate full of strawberries, whipped cream and sugar.  She stole one and plopped it in her mouth, immediately going for another one.

"Hey! You already had one!" Tim pulled the plate away from her and closed into his chest. 

"Yeah, but you like to share don't you?" She reached out for the plate. 

He growled at her, before realizing something.  Tim took this opportunity to flirt with his best friend.  "Go ahead." He pushed the plate back out to her. 

"Thanks!" She took another off the plate and shoved it in her mouth. 

"You know where these strawberries would look even better?" Tim leaned down to where his face was almost touching the strawberries. 

"Where?" She said trying not to let the whipped cream spew out of her mouth.  She grabbed another and stuck it in her mouth before listening for him to continue. 

He picked up a strawberry and almost dropped it in his mouth, but stopped and pulled it back out examining it.  The strawberry was red with green seeds hardly seeming imperfect.  Tim put it the strawberry back on the plate and wiped his hand on his shorts. "Never mind."

Stephanie shrugged and picked up another strawberry, Tim following after her, examining the next strawberry he picked up. "Why do you do that?"

"Do what?"

"Make the strawberries feel bad and judge them?" 

"I don't judge them!" Tim picked up another strawberry, trying not to examine it, but out of habit did anyway.  "Oh." He slapped himself. 

"Uh hn, you judge them." Stephanie picked up a special strawberry that was extremely red with perfect green seeds.  "See, this strawberry isn't bad, it practically perfect." She brought it up to her mouth, almost letting it hit her tongue 

"That's the strawberry I stuck in my mouth." Tim stopped her. 

"Ah." She put the strawberry back on the plate and looked at her fingers, she wiped her fingers in his hair.  He glanced at her, then at his hair.  He sighed.  "What other good is your hair for?" She nervously laughed. 

"Oh ha ha." He said sarcastically.