Heron Lake Plateau here comes the drop

Fin listened eagerly as Bat announced that it was time for her nickname. She couldn't begin to guess what it would end up being. She knew it wouldn't be as epic as what Fin had come up with, and prior to this conversation, she would've been fairly confident it wouldn't be as epic as what Tegan could come up with either. But apparently her son was a -- what did he call it? -- a lameboy? And couldn't come up with anything better than pup for a girl that was younger than him.

Step it UP, young man!

She wasn't necessarily disappointed when Bat unveiled her brilliant nicknaming abilities, but it certainly wasn't the wildly clever moniker Fin had come up with for her. The first was a wee bit plagiarized, and the second heavily influenced by the nickname already on the table. Still, Fin snorted with laughter at the idea of Uncle Elwood Cottontail, and over Bat's very unique form of sweet, eager moxy.

"I could get onboard with Mopsy," she said with a kindly smile, "The real trick to creative nicker-naming is to come up with something that's relatable to the individual in a kind of teasing way. Like I named you Flopsy because of your ears, and I named your Aunt Towhee 'Teehee' because she was this silly little thing when she was a pup and these days it's hilariously ironic because she's perpetually grumpy."

Stevie laffs.

"You gotta pick on me a little. It's okay, I can take it," Fin encouraged with a little uplift of her chin.