Bats In The Belfry 02

[blkdragonqueen]

These really weren't designed to be consecutive but rather random glimpses into the insanity that a cave full of bats can wrought. However moontreasurei asked if Lexington made it home so I had to answer her question! Enjoy! Also they're in my Memories now and I made a Tag for easier searching.

Bats in the Belfry
Summary: The one thing the Kryptonions never expected they'd have to deal with was the Bat Family's "Extended Family"

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"What is that?" Kon, or rather Connor, asked curiously as Clark opened the door to his apartment to greet his "cousin".

"I would think it was obvious," Clark drawled as he glanced up at the fluttering creature darting about his apartment.

"Okay, better question. Why is it here?" Connor amended his question as he watched the bat flit from one piece of furniture to another, on occasion flying into the light fixtures on the ceiling.

"Believe it or not, he followed me home."

"Don't believe it," Connor stated flatly as he dropped his duffel bag on Clark's couch. Clark instantly frowned at him and Connor froze. Very slowly he reached for the bag and gently lifted it off the couch and set it down on the floor. "You know how much you look like Aunt Martha when you stare like that?"

"What?" Clark frowned as he went to fetch his own bag. "You're not in the Titan Tower you know!" he called over his shoulder. "You can't just throw your stuff anywhere you please."

"I am so happy I'm going back to the tower today," Connor muttered under his breath.

"I heard that," Clark chuckled as he returned with his bag and dropped it next to Connor's. "Let me just get Lex."

He stared at the little bat, trying to figure out the best way to approach him without having to fly after him all over the living room or accidentally squishing the creature. Clark was relieved and a bit surprised to find the animal still in his apartment when he had returned. He had left the window open a crack, deciding not to wonder about what else might fly into his place, to allow the bat to come and go at his leisure.

Apparently any bugs that had flown into the apartment Lexington had taken care of. Clark was especially glad there were no messes he had to clean up after. The last thing he had wanted to do was clean guano first thing after getting home from a three day trip with Lois.

Connor jolted at the name and his eyes shot up with stunned surprise and a bit of wariness as Clark continued to stare at the bat. "Lex?" he asked slowly.

"The bat," Clark replied absently before he whirled back around to look at the stunned and horrified expression on Connor's face. "It's short for Lexington. Bruce insists that he came with the name."

Connor stared at the bat hanging upside down on the lampshade at the other end of the couch though his shoulders did relax slightly at the explanation. "If he says so," he frowned before deciding to ignore the bat altogether. "So are you two headed up to the watchtower or…?"

"No, we'll be at the manor if you or Tim needs us. Just a quiet weekend."

"Yeah, quiet. Sure," Connor shook his head, his tone indicating that he highly doubted that would take place anytime in the near future.

"Oh hush you," Clark frowned. "Did you get all you needed from the library?"

"Yes sir," Connor sighed. One good thing about having the ability to fly wherever meant that Connor could take advantage of his older city boy "cousin" and raid the much larger Metropolis library in comparison to Smallville's tiny library slash coffeehouse or when in need, the Daily Planet's old archives for stuff still not found on the world wide web.

"Gotcha!" Clark leaped and Lexington took off.

Three things happened at once. The lamp fell over off the end table and shattered against the wood floor, Clark's toes caught the coffee table and upended the entire piece, sending magazines, research papers and remote controls everywhere and Lexington made a beeline for Connor.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHH! GET IT OFF ME!"

"Stop flying about the room and I will!" Clark jumped back as Connor went streaking by, circling the room faster than anyone else could have followed.

Connor finally came to a stop before Clark, hopping on one foot and his hands hovering over his head as if he was afraid to touch the creature clinging to his hair. "Get it off! Get it off! Get it off! Get it off!"

Clark tried his best not to smirk. "Okay, hang on." Reaching forward, he gently pried the bat out of Connor's hair and cupped the small animal in his hands, cooing softly to it.

"Don't purr at the stupid thing! It's evil! It's an evil bat!" Connor yelped as he shook his hair out. "Ugh, shower. I need a shower and about three bottles of your shampoo."

"You can shower at the manor or the tower later. I told Bruce we'd be there around three."

"It's a quarter to, we can make it," Connor insisted as he turned to head towards Clark's bathroom.

"Later," Clark ordered as he snagged the teen's bag and hurled it at him. He looked about at the mess and sighed. He so did not want to deal with it at the moment and to do so would mean letting Lexington loose again. Sighing, he flicked the light switch. "Come on."

Connor glared but slung his bag over his shoulder nonetheless. "Just keep the devil bat away from me." Lexington gave out a small pitiful squeak. "Don't think I'm not on to you."

"You know you're arguing with an animal, right?"

Connor shrugged. "Krypto seems to understand when I talk to him."

Clark rolled his eyes. "Right. Gotham, here we come."

Lexington seemed to perk up at this and started squeaking and flapping his wings madly in anticipation. Clark glared down at the little bat before he ensured that his balcony doors were secure and that he had Lex secure in his hands so the animal wouldn't squirm out of his hold mid-flight and with a small sigh, he pushed off and quickly followed Conner out into the fading light.