Floating Bats

Beatrice Bat and Stormin' Norman have been floating on the lake to cool down their nether-regions. Norman has blown up two rubber rings so they could sit down while floating and chat and drink their batacoladas; while discussing whether or not it would be a good idea to move their roosts next to each other. Beatrice had persuaded Norman to do a particularly complex position from the Batasutra, which went on for nearly 3 hours, until they finally mastered it. It was a lot of fun, they both got a lot out of it, but it was time to take a pause.
Meanwhile in the batcave, strange things were happening in Norman's batbooth, where he did his experiments making batremedies. His latest 'Dick Dilator' had gone down a storm with the other bats, as it expanded batknobs by at least 10%. The main customers had been the female bats, batpheramones had been everywhere for days now, and lots of roosts had 'Do Not Disturb' signs hung up. Anyway, something was bubbling in one of Norman's test tubes, he was working on something to help with his own creative impulse, which he knew was a bit wonky; he was obsessed by work and money, instead of fun and pleasure and he knew he was trying to kick out an ancestral pattern of behaviour which had well and truly stuck in his batunconscious.
Suddenly there was a bang, a flash of light and a green gas flew out of the testtube, somebody had sabotaged his remedy and put something in it but who? Norman, hearing the bang, took to flight, but forgot that he was sat in a rubber ring, which by now was wedged around his batbum. Beatrice, nearly choked on her batacolada, then nearly choked some more from laughter at the sight of Norman flapping his wings, looking like a ring doughnut with wings, Norman finally managed to free himself and flew off to his batbooth to see what was going on.....