The day began like any other for Tim.

He trudged up from the bat cave where he had spent the night skimming through case files, dragging his legs into the kitchen to get his very-much-needed essence of life, coffee. It was a requirement to regain the minimum clarity that was needed to push through another day at the hellhole called school.

After his cup of heaven, he slowly trailed up to his bedroom to make himself at least somewhat presentable to the public. Luckily, Tim ran into none of his early-rising family members during the short walk.

He got ready at a sluggish pace, then left the manor before he was forced to socialize with anyone at this accursed hour.

Tim liked to arrive early. Not because he was a model student, no, but because it meant avoiding the swarm of hormonal teens that he would have to wrestle his way through to get to class, unlike if he arrived just before the bell rang, like most students did.

Tim sat down at his usual table and started nursing his second cup of coffee of the day. He stared into the void while letting his mind wander, enjoying the silence while it lasted.

He was broken out of his daze far too quickly by the sound of a bag roughly dropping to the floor next to him. His eyes followed the tanned hand that had released it, up to a face with mesmerizing bright blue eyes. Danny, his mind supplied. He sat next to Tim in most of their classes.

Tim watched as Danny carelessly threw himself into the chair, tired enough not to react even when a loud creaking noise was let out of the poor abused thing. Any other day, he would have looked away and continued his daydreaming, but today, his brain wasn't cooperating with him.

His eyes trailed back down towards the ground and got stuck there. He simply couldn't turn his gaze away from the backpack. Tim blinked his eyes sleepily.

If he were any more awake, his common sense he would have stopped him, but as it was, he jerked his chin towards the back and quipped

"Hey...what's in the bag?"

Danny snapped his head towards him, as if startled by the question, then proceed to scan Tim with analytical eyes. Seeming to come to the conclusion, that yes, he is going to show Tim what's in the bag, he resolutely nodded his head with a sharp motion. After looking around carefully for any intrusive eyes and seeing none, he bent down towards his bag.

Any other day, the well seasoned movements that screamed 'criminal' would have sent the alarm bells in Tim's head ringing, but as his luck had it, his brain still hadn't caught up to speed yet.

With a swift motion that would make any drug dealer green with envy, Danny zipped open the backpack and slowly turned it's open mouth towards Tim with a suggestive gaze.

"I can tell you're in need of some relaxation. Would you like one? It's free of charge!"

Tim slowly blinked at the contents of the bag.

The contents of the bag slowly blinked back at him.

They continued to stare at each other for a few seconds before Tim shrugged. 'Why the hell not, I've seen weirder shit', he thought, then proceeded to make grabby hand motions towards the green glowing balls of cuteness.

Grinning as if he won the lottery, Danny's gorgeous blue eyes lit up with pure excitement. With a single swish, he grabbed one of the blobs out of the bag and unceremoniously dumped it straight into Tim's open palms.

The texture felt extremely weird. Cold, but not freezing, corporeal, but incorporeal. Fluffy, and yet smooth at the same time. Squishing it a few times as a test, Tim decided that, yes, these were also amazing stress balls.

The little thing blinked up at him with huge puppy eyes. Tim could swear it was telling him to pet it, so he indulged and started stroking its head. The creature's eyes closed and it let out what was almost a purring noise.

Tim was lost in the feeling of his hands smoothing along its tiny form for a while before he snapped out of it and remembered, he wasn't alone and looked up. Danny was still grinning at him, but now an amused light had found its way into his gaze as well. Tim could only give him a sheepish smile in return.

Tim would have liked to spend a much longer time like this, but good things can't last forever, and the arrival of the first student popped their little bubble of tranquility.

With inhuman speed, Danny snatched the blob out of his hands, dumped it back into his backpack, and zipped it shut in a single motion. Tim watched it all in stunned silence, his half asleep brain still not quite processing everything that's happened.

Danny turned towards him again, leaned in, and whispered with a coy smile on his lips-

"If you would like some more of the 'stuff', you know where to find me."

Then he topped it off with a wink and returned to his seat.

Tim would have filed the whole incident away as a sleep-deprived hallucination... if not for when he sat down the next day, he found his hands immediately full with a green blobby little angel once again.-