StephCass Week 2016

My first fanfic week challenge. I am a huge StephCass shipper as it is a ship with so much chemistry and inspiration. I adore the characters and love writing them so this will be a pleasure.

All hands on deck this ship is setting sale!

I do not own Batman, DC or any related works.

Day 1: First Date

It was official. She was insane.

After so many years of capes, cowls and utility belts, jumping off buildings and laying the smack down on countless bad guys she had gone mad.

For today marked the day that Stephanie Brown had finally summoned up the courage to ask her long-time best friend and even longer-time crush out on a date.

A legitimate, honest-to-Superman, date.

And Cassandra Cain had said yes.

Which made Stephanie freak out even more.

Because if Cass had said no Stephanie could have joked it off and made it seem like it didn't matter and then she would have drowned her sorrows in waffles and ice-cream.

But no, she said yes.

And now Stephanie was trying to understand what that meant as she also tried to find something nice to wear.

"You are not insane."

Also Kara was here to lend her moral support and critique her fashion sense.

"Yes I am!"

She was failing in both regards.

"Alright you are but that's just because you won't stop overthinking this whole thing. It's just a date." Kara clarified from the bed, where she was lying on her stomach flipping through one of Steph's numerous gossip magazines.

Stephanie herself was alternating between digging through her closet in an attempt to find an outfit she liked and pacing the room sprouting curses and ranting. She was always good at multitasking.

Currently she was in the rummaging through the closet stage of her multitasking. She just couldn't find anything suitable which she liked.

She pulled out a white blouse and pencil skirt from an undercover gig she did at Lexcorp. "What about this?" She asked, holding the items in front of her body to make it look like she was wearing them.

Kara looked up once before returning to the magazine. "It's perfect," she said and Steph's eyes lit up, "for having an affair with your office manager." Steph's face dropped and she groaned as she threw the clothes back into the closet.

"You are useless!" She then began the pacing the room stage of her panic.

"No I am honest." Kara clarifies.

"No. Useless." Steph snaps back. "Why am I doing this? She's my best friend? Why did I have to put everything we've done together at risk over a stupid crush?"

"A crush that you've had for years now," Kara points out.

"Not helping." Stephanie snaps. She then lets out another groan before falling backwards onto the bed and rubbing her eyes with her palms.

"Maybe it's not a date?" Kara comments absently as she flips a page of the magazine. Stephanie lifts her hands to look at Kara quizzically.

"What do you mean?"

"Well did you actually ask her on a date? Like explicitly." Kara stopped closed her magazine and looked at her fully.

"Um, I think so?" Steph was now confused.

"You think so?" Kara asked back.

"Yes?" Steph replied sheepishly.

"Ok what did you actually ask her, specifically?"

"Well we just finished a patrol together and I asked her if she wanted to go see a movie and get some dinner tomorrow night." Stephanie explains.

"And the word date didn't come up?" Kara asks again.

"No. It didn't." For the first time tonight Stephanie looks slightly less stressed, which is all part of Kara's plan.

"So that means that Cass thinks this is just the two of you going out to see a movie and get some dinner afterwards. Not a date." Kara knew she was lying but she was getting sick of watching Steph loose it.

And it was working as Stephanie took a deep breath and raised herself up into a seated position. "You're right it's not a date, so no need to panic." Stephanie had a small smile on her face as she calmed down.

"Well you still need something to wear." Kara pointed out which made the smile disappear.

"Crap." Kara subtly checked her watch before having an idea.

"I'll be right back." Stephanie didn't get a chance to reply as Kara had disappeared in gust of wind, making various papers fly around the room and Stephanie's hair blow around her face.

Within five minutes Kara had returned, her arms filled with various clothes bags. Stephanie eyes bulged at the shear amount of clothes.

"Where did you get those?" She asked as she pointed at the clothes.

"LA fashion district. They're lifesavers. Now let's get you ready." Kara dropped the clothes onto the bed as Stephanie's smile returned.


Cassandra's apartment

Tim opened the window to Cassandra's apartment and slipped in, pulling off his cowl as he went.

"Hey Cass, its Tim, you here," Tim shouted into the seemingly empty apartment.

"Bedroom," Cassandra's voiced replied.

Tim made his way to his sister's bedroom, absently noting any changes she had made since moving back in six months ago.

Tim reached the door to see Cassandra standing cross-armed in front of a selection of three dresses in a bathrobe, clearly just out of a shower.

Tim entered the room and Cass turned her head and smiled and nodded in greeting before turning her attention back to the dresses.

"You busy tonight?" Tim asks, curious at what his sister is doing.

"Yes." Cass answers, not taking her eyes away from the clothes.

"Oh, Undercover job?" Cass smirked at Tim's obliviousness.

"No, date."

"What?" Tim is now confused. Cassandra doesn't really go on dates. In fact he has never seen nor heard of her going on dates.

"I have a date tonight." She clarifies.

Oh. Like a date-date or…" Tim trails off and Cass kind of wants to smack him a bit.

She turns and smirks at him. "A date," She says once more.

"Oh. Ok. I'll just leave you to it then." Tim turns to leave but Cass stops him;

"Wait before you go," Cass picks up two of the dresses and turns to Tim, moving the dresses in front of her. "Which looks better, red or black?"

im sighs but looks at the dresses and his sister for a minute before pointing at the black one,"Black."

Cass beam, "Thank-you."

"No problem. Have a nice night." Tim turns again and leaves.

"Oh I will." Cass smirks as she closes the door to get ready.


Steph steps out of the taxi and straightens the hem her new eggplant dress. She was really thankful of Kara's help, though she did wonder if she really did fly to LA just to get her an outfit. It seemed like an abuse of her powers.

Oh well, she thought. She herself has 'borrowed' a few articles of clothing when the need arose.

She walked up to the front door of the building and pressed the intercom for Cassandra's apartment.

"Hey Cass, its Steph you ready to go?"

Steph waited a few seconds before Cass's voice was heard from the device.

"Yeah I'll be down now."

"Cool." A breeze made Steph pull her leather jacket closer to herself and made her glad that she picked boots instead of heels for tonight.

Just then the front door opened and Cassandra stepped out and Stephanie suddenly lost her voice at what she was wearing. It was silvery black dress which went down an inch above her knees, with multiple straps around her shoulders. She matched it with gladiator type heals, a black coat and a pendant necklace that Steph got her for her last birthday.

"Wow." Steph squeaked. Cass giggled and Steph felt her blush get hotter.

"You look good." Cass commented. Steph coughed to get her voice back and returned;

"Yeah so do you."

"Thank-you," Cass replied with a gentle smile of her own.

"Alright let's get going. We don't want to miss the start of the movie." Stephanie turned to make her way back to the waiting taxi.

"Sure, just one thing," Cass said as she reached out and grabbed Stephanie's arm, who turned back around.

"Wha…." Stephanie couldn't continue as Cassandra had moved forward and captured Steph's lips with her own.

Steph's mind short-circuited briefly but soon rebooted as she closed her eyes and returned the gentle kiss. It lasted a few more moments before Cass broke away.

"This is a date," She clarified with a smirk.

The End

I may have cheated but I thought this would be more interesting.

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