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TimSteph babysitting fluff? :3 Dick leaves little Mar'i with Tim "just for five minutes!" (he's gone for over an hour) Tim doesn't know what to do, Steph shows up and they babysit together

Tim had no idea what was going on. All he knew was that he was going to die.

Here’s how it starts: 

“Timmy, can you watch over Mar'i for me? Just for five minutes? Thanks!“ 

And then Dick is off and Tim has a wiggling toddler in his hands for five minutes (and hour.) 

Did Tim act like a good babysitter and play with the baby? 

Absolutely not. 

Tim did the first thing that came to his mind. 

He called Steph on the line reserved for emergencies only.

What? This counted as an emergency. 

"What happened?” Steph’s urgent voice answered, “Is it the Joker? I’ll suit up and meet you at the manor.” And then Steph was off and Tim didn’t even have time to tell her not to suit up.

“Never fear!” Steph shouts from the doorway and Tim feels the weight of the world lifting off his shoulders, “Stephanie is here!” She runs in and Tim turns around to pull her in for a kiss. 

Steph will make everything better. “So…” Steph says, looking around. He’s surprised that she doesn’t mention the baby. “What’s the emergency?" 

She arches up her eyebrow, and Tim feels his former panic slowly return. 

"Dick left me with Mar'i and I don’t know how to take care of children because I never got the experience and I’m not trained for this and Batman’s survival 101 never covered this-”

“Wait,” Steph said, cutting off Tim’s rambling, “Mar'i? Where?" 

Tim turns. 

"Right- oh crap.” Mar'i definitely was not at the spot she should’ve been. 

He turns mourning eyes onto Steph. 

“When I die everything is yours. There’s a map in my room with all the safe houses, and I got a stash of coffee under the loose floorboard-" 

"Aha! So that’s where you hid it,” Steph cheers triumphantly. “Jason owes me ten bucks, I knew you had a secret stash somewhere." 

"Steph!” What was supposed to sound reprimanding came out more as begging. 

“Alright Boyfriend Wonder, let’s go look for a flying baby." 

She makes it sound so easy. 

"I still can’t believe you called me on the emergency line just for me to babysit.” Steph says later as they’re cuddling on the couch watching cartoons with Mar'i.

Mar'i, as it turns out, went to “Unca’ Jay’s room” to play. Tim still feels the effects of the heart attack he nearly got when they walked in to see her holding one of his guns. 

Steph had been a complete natural, coaxing Mar'i out with ice cream and tv, immediately becoming Mar'i’s “fav'o'ite” auntie. (Tim did not wonder what Steph would look like with one of their own kids.) 

“Hey! I’m back!” Mar'i, upon hearing her dad’s voice, shot up, grabbed Steph and booked it down the hallway.

“Did she give you much trouble?” Dick asked, tickling Mar'i. 

Tim exchanged a look with Stephanie. 

“We handled it.”

Give Me a P (E-T-T-Y)

(Aka part two of Stephanie Brown and Her Adventurous Adventures of Sass)

Stephanie Brown would like to take this moment to say she is not a petty person at all. She took all things with maturity, so when Damian Wayne commented on her chest one too many times, she did not slap him.

She dumped a layer of itching powder onto the suit he had to wear for the Wayne Gala.

Definitely not childish.

“Is it covered to filth?” She whispers over at Cassandra, whose disguising skills far outpaced her own.

Cassandra only nodded, absentmindedly rubbing more on.

Steph bit back a grin.

Boy, she was so forcing Tim to take her to that gala.

As it turned out, she didn’t even need to force Tim, the sweet little boy already asked her, dress, flowers, and all.

…in her dreams.

He had just grunted at her when she informed him she was coming.

Chivalry was clearly still alive and kicking.

Man really brings her back to her prom.

The prom she never went to, but that’s not the point.

He was even kind enough to let her borrow (steal) his card.

And if her dress was just a tad bit unrealistically expensive, well that’s just because she really like the dress. Not at all because he ticked her off.

And if she accidentally spread some false rumors about him, it was only accidental.

Stephanie bit back laughter as she watched Damian stand ramrod straight, his nails digging into his palms.

Her gala expedition was going quite well actually, she’s been behaving herself. This time, she’s only ticked off three-fourths of the room.

Okay so perhaps if was a little more.

Like three and a half-fourths or something.

Maybe she was taking too much pleasure in this.

“Oh my god,” Dick whispered horrified next to her, shoulders shaking. “What is he doing?”

Nah.

Stephanie had to lift her glass to hide her laughter from seeing an intoxicated man ran around in his date’s heels.

“Steeeeeeph” She turns to see Tim making a (crooked) beeline for her.

Wow. She had no idea her boyfriend had that much to drink.

“Heeeeeeey Steeeeeeph,” he slurs, slumping onto her.

Alright so maybe she spiked his drink.

But only a little bit! How was she supposed to know he was lightweight?

“Hi, sweetie. Had a little too much to drink?”

“There’s a unicorn over there… It’s fur looks so soft… I wanna pet it… Come back!”

Like any good girlfriend, she dragged him back home, tucked him in, and cuddled up next to him.

But not before she documented everything on Snapchat.

God she loved these things. Why did Bruce hate them so much?

“Stephanie?” Tim’s groggy morning voice wrapped itself around her.

God she loved that voice. She loved that voice, she loved the boy, and she loved the ridiculous bedhead that she was busy taking pictures of and sending to Jason.

“Stephanie.” He starts pulling off the covers, and she squeaked, running off.

She’s faster, but he knows the layout better, and he’s quickly on her heels.

Stephanie squeals when she feels arms wrap around her, fingers scrambling to remove the muscled arms around her.

So maybe she didn’t put as much effort into it as possible.

Tim buries his head into her shoulder and sleepily kisses her neck.

“Got you.”