Hey! What's up? Did you think this was a oneshot? Well, you were wrong! Here is chapter two! I hope you enjoy it!
"This is really good!" Billy told his uncle. He was eating the eggs and toast that Dudley made. He had woken up refreshed and ready to tackle the day. However he became quite ravenous.
So here he was. Sitting at the dining table, eating breakfast.
"Thank you," Dudley said as he sat down in his chair. He moved his hands to show he was going to eat his toast, but he paused. "Billy." He said.
"Mh?" Billy looked up from his food to the man. He gradually stopped chewing as he saw the grave look on his uncle's face.
"It's morning." Was all the man said.
The child blinked, then swallowed his food. It was impolite to speak with one's mouth full of food, after all.
"It is…" Billy sighed. He didn't want to talk about what happened, but he had to let his uncle know. "I was walking home with your slice of pie when I was taken into a alleyway and was knocked out…"
Once Uncle Dudley heard Billy's story, he told him to stay home for the day to work on any homework as it was a Sunday. Which Billy was happy to oblige since he needed to get it finished. However he was sad at the implications of what it meant to stay home. Thankfully nothing happened that required him.
Both Billy and Uncle Dudley knew that if anything bad was going on, Uncle Dudley couldn't keep Billy away. The man had unwillingly accepted this quite some time ago.
So Billy was a good boy and brush his teeth, shower, put on clean clothes, did his homework, cleaned his room (which was only a little messy), and cleaned the apartment. He ended doing the last one because he felt a bit antsy and thought cleaning their home would help. The reasoning he gave his uncle was that they needed to do spring cleaning.
It was the first day of spring after all.
"I was thinking of making Ms. Floros something," Billy said as he swept the floor.
"Like what?" Uncle Dudley asked as he wiped down the counters of the kitchen.
"I haven't decided yet. Maybe a friendship bracelet." He paused then turned to the older man and questioned, "we have yarn for that right?"
"That we do." Dudley answered.
With a nod, Billy went back to work.
It was nearing noon, and Billy helped out with making a simple lunch of a peanut butter and jelly sandwich with a side of potato chips. They drank water as the two finished off the apple juice that morning. As they ate their lunch in a comfortable silence, Billy began to think what colors of string he should use in order to make the bracelet. Of course he should check to see what color yarn they had before he could think of color schemes.
He was thinking pastel colors if it were possible.
Once lunch was done, Billy went and washed the dishes as Dudley dried them and put them away. As Billy watched his uncle put away the last dishware, he began to fiddle with his fingers, waiting for the 'nod of approval' to go begin his mission.
Without looking at the child, Dudley nodded. He smiled when he heard hurried footsteps go towards the 'yarn cabinet' then to a room.
William Joseph Batson truly was a ray of sunshine in his life.
Dudley H. Dudley wishes that the day Billy would leave him all alone would never come. However he fears that he would outlive the child. Especially considering what Billy does.
With a sigh, Dudley's shoulders slumped down. He doesn't know what he would do if the kid who he saw as a nephew, or dare he even say, his son would never come home one day.
Thankfully for young Billy, there were many colors to choose from. In the end he chose, a vibrant green, a dark brown, and a bright red that was close in shade to his sweater. He then thought how big exactly the wrist of Ms. Floros' was, but then he decided that he'll figure it out later on, and if the bracelet didn't quite fit, it could be an anklet.
Billy buckled down to start on making the bracelet, deciding on going with the classic braid that would be seen in hair.
It took a while, but he eventually made it. He was about to cut the extra yarn off when he got an idea.
Quickly, Billy went to go look for pale pink yarn. It was under the yellow, burgundy, and orange yarn. He ended up taking the pink yarn as well as a pure white one and a lavender one. He stared at the yellow yarn for a moment before taking that one too.
The child grabbed a circular cardboard with nails on it, started to wrap the pink yarn around the nails, and began to create flowers made from yarn.
Young Billy learned how to make the flowers in his art class with the special tool that he was now using, during the winter. He had fell in love with the craft and thought Ms. Floros would be pleased with what he had learned.
She did like plants after all.
When the flower was done, Billy kept the same string of yarn to make a little loop; to put it on the bracelet.
Billy did the process of creating those yarn flowers three more times with the other three colors. Once done, he examined each one.
The color pink means friendship, affection, harmony, and approachability.
The color white is most often associated with purity, innocence, light, and goodness. But it also means safety, brilliance, understanding, cleanliness, faith, beginnings, spirituality, possibility, sincerity, protection, and softness. Quite a bit if one were to ask Billy.
Lavender is a shade of purple which is quite rare in nature. Thus royalty would be associated with it as well as nobility, luxury, power, and ambition. However women would wear the color lavender for it represents femininity and beauty since it is softer.
Yellow tend to be seen as sunshine, hope, and happiness. It also means positivity, energy, optimism, remembrance, intellect, honor, loyalty, and joy.
These were the reason why he chose those colors. Well, that and they reminded him of fruits in their blossom stage.
The colors for the bracelet itself were different.
There was a knock on Billy's door.
"Come in." Billy called, still staring at the flowers he made.
Uncle Dudley walked in to see yarn all over the floor of Billy's bedroom while the child was sitting at his desk. Taped to the desk was the bracelet and four flowers made from yarn.
"You certainly look occupied." Dudley rose an eyebrow.
Billy quick shot a sheepish smile over to his guardian then went back to staring at the flowers.
The old man made his way over to Billy, eyes switching between the boy and the flowers.
"You going to work your magic?" He asked, interested on what his ward would do.
"Maybe?" Billy tilted his head. "I need the practice and I think if I did she'll see how much I've improved."
Uncle Dudley hummed. "Well, whatever you do, I think she will like it either way." With a pat to Billy's shoulder, Dudley walked away from the boy, leaving him to his devices.
Finally coming to a decision, Billy furrowed his eyebrows, and nodded in confirmation on what he was going to do.
He went to his bed, then underneath it. He picked up a loose floorboard and grabbed a red, white, and yellow book out. He smiled at it as he made his way out from the underside of the bed and to the desk.
Later on, Billy came out of his room, searching for substance to consume when the scent of spaghetti filled his noses.
The boy practically floated towards the dining area, more than ready to eat dinner.
"It smells so good!" Billy exclaimed, salivating at the scent.
"It better be good." Dudley said as he brought over two plates to the table.
"I bet it's good!" Billy grinned at the man, finishing off their right before dinner ritual.
The spaghetti had classic red sauce and meatballs on it. What surprised Billy was some green bits in the meat.
"What's that?" Billy asked, pointing at the green flakes.
"Oregano. Heard it's good for you," Dudley said as he cut a meatball in half to eat it. "Not half bad." He grunted.
Billy blinked and cut one of his meatballs in half as well, trying a bite. His eyes lit up and he went "mmmm it's delicious!"
The man simply nodded, acknowledging the fact that he would have to make it like that again. Maybe with onion bits in it next time.
"So you used that book of yours?" The man asked. He took a bite of the noodles.
The ten year old took a sip of water. "Yep."
"That's good." Uncle Dudley paused for a moment. "I know nothing about all that stuff. But I do know it's always good to have a guide."
Billy nodded, agreeing with him. It is nice to have a guide to fall back on.
After that, the duo continued their dinner with idle chatter. Soon they finished off, and Dudley told Billy to get ready for bed.
Billy changed into his pajamas and went to go brush his teeth. When he was done he used the bathroom, washed his hands, and went straight to bed.
He slept like a rock.
As Billy walked up to the school, he craned his neck this way and that, searching for someone.
"Looking for me?" Came a familiar voice behind him.
Billy gasped, spun around, and a large grin split his face at who he saw.
A woman with long, wavy, dark brown hair that shone with a red tint to it in the sunlight was held up in a high ponytail. She had a high forehead that did not glisten with oil. She needed no maskcara as her eyelashes were thick. She wore eyeliner that made her large, green eyes with flecks of brown pop out. Rectangular glasses donned her face. The nose was smooth and straight. No curve or bump in sight. Her lips were full and painted red with lipstick, while her cheeks held a natural blush. Her skin was rather white, as it looked like she hadn't seen the sun in months. That could easily be changed to an olive if she were to spend time outside. She was slightly plump, healthily so, but she was also fit and could probably win a fist fight if she needed to.
Her shirt was a simple purple shirt where the sleeves ended at her elbows while she wore the same shade of purple, flowing skirt; making it look like she were wearing a dress rather than a shirt and skirt. Her shoes were brown flats.
The woman was in a word: beautiful.
"Ms. Floros!" Billy exclaimed, running up to her.
"Billy," she smiled, showing off perfectly straight, white teeth. Her features then showed concern as her eyes zeroed in on a dark bruise on Billy's face. She held up a hand, almost touching the boy's face, but not quite. "What happened?"
Billy blushed. "Don't worry about." He mumbled. He then perked up and went rummaging around his pocket. He smiled when he felt what he was looking for, brought it out, and held it up to Ms. Floros. "I made this for you."
"Oh Billy." Ms. Floros gasped when she saw what was in Billy's hand. It was the bracket Billy had made the other day with the four flowers on it. She looked at it closer, noticing something special about it. "Did you…?"
"Yep!" Billy chirped. "I've been practicing!"
A knowing smile grew while Ms. Floros' eyes twinkled. "You are getting better." Was what she said.
Not a moment later when Billy sat down at his desk, the announcements came on.
The Pledge of Allegiance went first, then the date, what would be for lunch, and then the part of announcement that Billy was waiting for.
"As some of you know, it's officially spring. This means our school's gardener has returned. Let us welcome back Anfisa Floros from her time in Greece to Fawcett City Elementary School! For those who don't know her, she takes care of our very own garden! Which includes flowers, vegetables, and berries! We use the vegetables and berries in our lunch program. We also let you, the students, help take care of the garden with Ms. Floros as your teacher." The announcer then went on to other things. Once that was done, class begun.
"May I speak with you for a moment?" Ms. Floros managed to get to Billy before he left. They were currently in the halls of the school.
"Hm?" Billy turned back to the woman. "Ok."
Together they walked into a secluded classroom, one where everyone had already left.
"What do you want to talk about Ms. Floros?" Billy asked, once the door was closed.
"For one thing, we are alone right now, so you don't have to call me that." She said, a kind smile on her face.
"Alright… Persephone." Billy paused for a moment, "you didn't take me here just to talk about your name."
"That's correct," Anfisa Floros, or rather, Persephone, nodded, "I wanted to talk about this." She held up her wrist. The bracelet Billy had made was on it.
Billy began to feel a bit nervous as Persephone's face was blank. "Did-did I do good?" He asked.
"Billy…" she didn't spoke for a moment. Then she said in a serious tone, "you did wonderfully." A smile appeared on her face.
The child breathed out a sigh of relief.
"The spells that you placed on each of these flowers, why, you did such an amazing job, I'd you did it almost perfectly."
"Aw shucks," he blushed as he scuffed his shoe against the floor, "it's just simple little ones."
"But still." The woman knelt down. "You are growing stronger and more skilled. I am so proud of you." She then hugged him.
"Thank you." Billy murmured. He went to hug her back.
They stayed like that for a moment before Persephone went back.
"The other thing was, I want to take you on a little field trip." She said, offering him a small smile.
"A field trip?" Billy repeated, tilting his head. "Where to?"
"Well, that's the surprise! But of course I'll need permission from Dudley."
The young boy nodded, but then stopped. "You're not going to try to take me to your kingdom to stay and live with you again… are you?" He asked in a suspicious voice.
Immediately her face fell. "No"
Billy just gave her a look.
"I am serious! Look, as much I want you to live with me as my child, that is not what I'm going to do. We're going on a field trip and your only hint is 'plants'."
Blue eyes sparked at the hint. Of course it would involve plants. Persephone is the Goddess of vegetation.
"Alright. I'll let Uncle Dudley know." He said. "When is this?"
"This Saturday."
The child made a noise of confirmation.
When Billy got home, he quickly did whatever was left of his homework, as he tended to do most of it at school. Once that was done, he went up to his guardian.
"Hey Uncle Dudley?" Billy stood next to the man who was sitting down on the couch.
"Yes?" Dudley looked from the tv to the boy.
"I'm heading off. The usual." Was what the young child said.
"Well, alright. But be careful you hear me?"
Billy beamed. "I will! See ya later Uncle Dudley!"
He then left for the door, but stopped short. "Oh, and Ms. Floros is going to take me on a field trip."
Dudley rose an eyebrow. "Where to?"
"It's a surprise."
The man let out a long sigh. "Well… alright. As long she doesn't try to take you to her home and keep you there. And if she does, you come straight back here. Understand?"
"Yes Uncle Dudley!" With that said, Billy left.
The child ran out of the apartment, to the streets, and into a hidden alleyway where he knows that no one would see.
With a powerful voice, Billy said one word to the heavens above.
"Shazam!"
A bolt of magical lightning struck down onto the boy, transforming him into Earth's Mightiest Mortal: Captain Marvel.
Captain Marvel grinned, then left to the nearest zeta tube, leaving Fawcett City.
"Hey there Flash." Captain Marvel greeted as he walked up to the monitor. "It's my turn."
The fastest man alive spun the chair around to face the mighty man. "Hi Captain. How's things over in Fawcett?" The Flash then got out of the chair in order to let Captain Marvel to sit down.
"Pretty decent I'd say," Captain said as he sat down. "A friend of mine came back to Fawcett today and invited me to go with them to someplace on Saturday."
"Oh? Is this a date?" Flash asked, genuinely curious.
The magical man sputtered, cheeks red. "Please never ask that again." Was all he said.
It was just his luck that Green Lantern, Hal Jordan, came in that moment.
"Don't ask what again?" He questioned, coming up to the two heroes.
Marvel groaned. "It's nothing, Hal."
Flash only shrugged. "If he doesn't want me to ask it again, I won't."
"But what is it?" Curiosity was beginning to eat at the Green Lantern.
"It's nothing. I'm just hanging out with someone on Saturday." Captain Marvel tried to wave it away. He went to go sign in, indicating that he was there for his shift.
"Where to?" Hal began to lean against the back of Marvel's chair.
"Probably should stop interrogating the Cap. Don't want Batman to see you're distracting him on the job." Flash warned Hal.
"Eh." Green Lantern shrugged. "Can't I catch up with a friend?"
"As much as I would love to indulge you the info of my life, I gotta get to work." Captain Marvel said rather good heartedly. Truth be told, he did not want Batman to get angry at him. He felt it would be awkward for him since the caped crusader saved him the other day.
"Ugh. Fine, be that way." Gal groaned. "Come on Flash, let's go eat some pizza."
As the two superheroes walked away, Captain Marvel called out, "save me a slice!"
If Captain Marvel were to be honest about monitor duty, he would say it was boring. Sure it was necessary, but it was very boring.
And it looked like he would be the only one on it right then.
"Captain Marvel." A familiar voice spoke.
"Yes Batman?" Captain Marvel asked, glancing away from the screen.
"Flash and Green Lantern mentioned that you were going out with a friend this Saturday." He told the man in his usual gruff voice.
The mortal gave Batman a questioning look. "Yes. Why? Is that a problem? If it is, I'll see if we could rescheduled."
Batman didn't answer, only stared at Captain Marvel. Then he said, "is that where you were, last Saturday?"
This caught Marvel off guard. "Excuse me?"
"Two days ago, were you with that friend?"
"Uh. No. Something else came up. Why?" Concern began to well up within the captain. "Did something happen?"
"A child was kidnaped." Batman was blunt and to the point.
Shock ran through Captain Marvel and he practically flew out of the chair. "What? Are they okay? How haven't I heard of this?"
Batman rose a hand to stop Captain Marvel from speaking any further. "The child's fine. I saved him, and I made sure nothing went out. He didn't seem like he would want something like that to be known."
Captain Marvel relaxed a bit. However he beating himself up on the inside.
How could he let himself get kidnaped as Billy Batson? There was another child out there that was taken as well! They were probably counting on him, Captain Marvel to save them!
"Thank you Batman. I don't know how to repay you for this." Captain Marvel bowed, showing how much gratitude he felt for the dark knight.
"I'll think of something." Was all the man bat said, before fading into the darkness of the Watchtower.
It felt like a long week to Billy. Nothing really much had happened and there was no crime for Captain Marvel to take care of. Billy got all of his homework in, and he learned about what types of animals and insects help plants.
Such as hummingbirds help spread pollen like bees do.
When Saturday came, Billy was excited yet a tad nervous. Where would they go? Would Billy learn about a rare magical flower?
A knock on the door brought him out of his thoughts.
"Coming!" He called, running up to the door. When he opened it, Ms. Floros was there in a green top and brown pants.
"Are you ready, Billy? Do you have everything you need?" She asked with a smile.
"Yep!" Billy nodded. He turned his head back and yelled, "I'm going Uncle Dudley!"
"Alright! Be careful, be safe!" Uncle Dudley yelled back. He was in his room at the moment, getting the sheets off his bed in order to wash them.
"Don't worry! I will!" Billy called to him before he walked out the door with his teacher.
"We are going to teleport to our destination, okay?" She told him, taking his his hand in hers.
"Okay."
Together, the two disappeared from Fawcett City.
The next thing Billy knew, he was in a large greenhouse with many plants. Most of which were large and were reaching for the glass ceiling.
"Holy moly!" Billy gaped at the plant life around him. Something nagged at the back of his head that some of the plants look very familiar, but he chalked that up to seeing them in books or on tv.
It smelt so fresh, like earth, dew, and many exotic flowers. It was so refreshing compared to the city.
'Maybe Fawcett should get a giant greenhouse like this!' Billy thought. 'Or maybe make a huge park where there's nothing but plants and trails for people to on!'
Ms. Floros looked at Billy and said, "could you wait here for a moment? I am going to go get our guide."
The child nodded, slipping his hand out of hers while he still looked on in awe at the plant life around him.
When she left, Billy observed the flora. There were many large plants, as he saw before and thus grabbed his attention, but there were smaller ones as well. Most of the smaller ones were flowers, and were very pretty.
One grabbed his attention, and he couldn't help but get closer.
The flower was blue and the leaves looked like hoods that monks would wear. Instantly Billy recognized it as monkshood or wolfsbane.
"Huh," he murmured as he took a step back, not wanting to touch it.
He knew that wolfsbane was a poisonous plant and he would be in trouble if he touched it. Although it would be deadly to eat it, however small the portion was, it would be bad to simply touch it. It would get worse the longer he would hold it or of the like, but he wasn't going to see if a quick poke would do anything.
"I am back!" Ms. Floros called from out of Billy's line of sight.
The child turned to see his teacher walk with someone so unexpected, Billy stared in shock while the blood drained out of his face.
"Poison Ivy?" Billy managed to squeak out.
There, standing next to Ms. Floros, was Poison Ivy; one of the villains that terrorized Gotham was looking rather unhappy.
Poison Ivy's eyes went over Billy's form, and said, "it looks like someone acknowledges what I could do."
"But you are not going to do it, now are you?" Ms. Floros spoke in a tone of voice that left no room for argument.
A noise that sounded much like a whine escaped from Billy's throat. "Why - what?" Is what he managed to say.
Ms. Floros smirked. "Let's just say she owes me a favor."
This made Billy's jaw drop. He stared at the two women and whispered, "what did you do?"
He wasn't sure if he wanted to know.
"Do not worry," Ms. Floros said as she walked up to Billy, "this is me calling up on a favor. Oh, and do you remember our little code names?"
Billy just nodded, not trusting his voice.
"I will be called 'Spring' and you will be called 'Sapling'." She told him, just to make sure he remembered.
"Can we just get this over with?" Poison Ivy spoke. She made her way over to the duo with a frown on her face. "Your mom here demanded that I teach you about plants. She was vague about it, so I suppose I have to teach you a variety."
While Ms. Floros held back a smile at the 'mom' comment, Billy frown.
"She isn't my mom." He said, immediately shooting that idea down.
Poison Ivy shrugged, not caring if she was wrong. "Let's start with the poisonous plants. If there's anything you need to know first about plants in general, it's the ones that can do much harm."
And so she began the tour, as Ms. Floros was insistent to call it, teaching Billy about the poisonous plants.
Currently they were in front of a fig tree.
"Wait," Billy furrowed his eyebrows, "figs are poisonous?" He turn to look at Poison Ivy.
"Well, toxic, but if they're not ripe." She said, then pointed to the green figs. "Their skin being green shows that they're not ripe. And a milky fluid will leave the stem if you pick it. It's not good for you to get that stuff in your eyes or mouth."
She paused for a moment, thinking. She took a glance at Ms. Floros before probably thinking 'fuck it'.
"Figs are actually quite healthy for you, when ripe of course, and it is used for medicine as well as its leaves." Poison Ivy told him. "It can fight cancer, it can protect the blood from parasites, bacteria, and blood diseases, and help blood pressure. It can be used as a laxative if you eat two of them. It's good for if you have gout, arthritis, or skin problems. It's good for if you have an ulcer or tapeworm. You can use the sap on wounds and warts. Of course that would take about one to two weeks if you applied it everyday and put gauze on top. Atherosclerosis could be prevented by figs as well."
As Poison Ivy was about to movie to continue on the lesson on the plant life, Billy made spoke.
"Um, Ms. Poison Ivy?" He hesitantly piped up.
"Hm?" She turned to the boy.
"What's gout, ulcer, and atherosclerosis?" Billy's face scrunched up when he said the last word, knowing he pronounced it wrong.
Poison Ivy eyed Billy. "The deal was that I tell you about plants and what they do to the human body. Not what type of illnesses humans can get."
In the corner of Billy's eye, he could see Ms. Floros about to protest, but he stopped her. "That seems fair." He said, shrugging.
The plant villain eyed the child once more, before going on to the next plant.
As the trio went through the greenery, learning more about the dangers of what plants could do, the sky grew darker.
And darker.
And darker.
Outside there were no stars or moon. Only black clouds that covered the whole sky like a smothering blanket. Whatever light that was in the building full of flora, was from bulbs hanging from the ceiling and walls.
Ms. Floros took one look at the glass ceiling, seeing the black sky, and came to a decision.
"It is time for us to leave." Ms. Floros spoke. She then turned her head to Billy and said, "I am going to talk to Poison Ivy for a moment and then we will go back."
Billy only nodded, as he watched his teacher lead Poison Ivy to a place where he wouldn't hear the two talk.
What could have been two seconds later did Billy hear something behind him. The boy whirled around to see the Dark Knight and his squire.
"I wasn't kidnaped, I promise." Billy blurted out.
Robin only rose an eyebrow while Batman narrowed his eyes.
"Then what are you doing here?" Robin asked before Batman could.
Heat began to rise in the ten year old's face. Life wasn't exactly going his way now was it?
"See, my teacher decided to take me to a field trip and brought me here to learn about poisonous plants so I'll know what to avoid if I go camping." Billy shuffled his feet. It was partially true, Ms. Floros did want him to know his plants if he would camping, but if he were stranded somewhere where he couldn't transform into Captain Marvel.
It's also good for knowing what not to use for any herbal medicine.
"Your teacher?" Batman's ruff voice brought Billy back to the present.
"She takes care of the garden at my school and she teaches the kids how to take care of it." Billy explained.
"Why would your teacher bring you to Poison Ivy though?" Robin pointed out.
The child only shrugged. "Apparently Ms. Poison Ivy owes her a favor."
"What favor?" Billy knew that even if it sounded like a command, it was actually a question.
"Dunno. That's all I've been told. Maybe she helped Ms. Ivy back before she became Poison Ivy." He suggested. Billy looked straight at Batman, concern written on his face. "Did something bad happened? Is that why you're here?"
Batman's face was immobile, his eyes unseen in cloak of white. Robin's face was less so, however his eyes were just the same, hidden. But if Billy could see behind the mask, he would've saw Robin take a glance at Batman.
"I need some answers from Ivy." Batman said, voice not giving any hints as to his emotional state.
Slowly, Billy relaxed, not knowing he was tense. "Okay," he nodded, "but please be… considerate of Ms. Ivy. I don't think she liked teaching me about the plants that much."
Batman grunted.
The boy wonder stepped in with a smirk and said, "that's batspeak for 'yeah'."
The child nodded, accepting this.
"Sapling," Billy turned to where he heard his code name. It was Ms. Floros' voice. "I am done talking with Poison Ivy."
Billy quick looked back to the dynamic duo only to see them gone.
"Are you ready to go home?" Ms. Floros put a hand on his shoulder, stealing his attention.
"Yep!" He the searched for Poison Ivy from his spot, finding her easily. He gave her a soft smile and said, "thank you for teaching me about the plants here. I hope you have a good night."
She only nodded her head. Ivy looked tense. Was it from her talk with Ms. Floros or was it something else? Did she know that Batman and Robin were in there at that moment? Or at the very least were in her greenhouse? Billy didn't know, he had no answers.
"Come along Sapling," Ms. Floros began to tug Billy towards the entrance of the building.
"Yes Ms. Spring." Billy said. He then repressed a yawn. He hadn't realized how tired he was.
Once they were probably a good distance away from both the greenhouse and wherever Batman was, Ms. Floros teleported them back to Uncle Dudley's apartment.
What happened after that was a blur for Billy, being too tired to remember. However it was in the middle of the night where he woke up with startling realization that he had spoken with Batman and Robin rather easily as Billy Batson twice in one week.
Once after he escaped from a kidnapping, and once at was probably Poison Ivy's evil lair.
And he thinks he might've accidentally implied that his teacher was a bad guy and was going to teach him how to be evil too.
This wasn't good. At all.