Danny, his visit to Gotham over, goes back home none the wiser about what chaos he has inadvertently caused. He decides to keep up on news from Gotham, because honestly? Most stress-free weekend he’s ever had. He’s probably going to make that city his go-to vacation spot.
In the following days, he sees the gossip rags start to come out. At first, he thinks it’s funny that everyone started talking about some other Danny right after he was there. What a coincidence, am I right?
Jazz points out that they are very obviously talking about him, and even interviewed him on the way out of town. (Cue Sam and Tucker laughing in the background while Danny.exe crashes)
Next comes the realization (and mortification) that he accidentally pretended to be a billionaire’s son. Are the Waynes mad at him? They must be, right? Who wouldn’t! He can never show his face outside of Amity ever again. He is, of course, unaware that he has become the much beloved scapegoat of the family group chat. Patron god of pranks. All of them swear they don’t have a favorite brother except for Jason who says it’s Danny.
Tucker and Sam think the whole situation is hilarious: their secret hero friend is finally gaining some notoriety… for accidentally cosplaying as a Wayne. Amazing. It gets even more so when Vlad shows up and starts complaining. He declares Bruce Wayne his new mortal nemesis. Sam is ALL ABOUT making the billionaires fight, but Danny thinks he ought to go back to Gotham and somehow warn the family.
Hard cut to Tim, ordering an ungodly amount of caffeine from a nearby cafe. He, much like Bruce at that gala a week ago, is operating on 30 minutes of sleep and a healthy dose of spite. What can he say, it runs in the family.
Tim never got in on the Danny jokes, not because he didn’t think they were funny, but because he’s been working a case and hasn’t had the time. He saw the gossip, remembered the last time this happened, and brushed it off. Saw the “breaking news” of Bruce confirming it at a gala, and immediately chalks it up to the all-nighter that the two of them had pulled in the cave. Bruce has had mishaps similar to this before, after all. (There was that time that he accidentally started talking about Jason, completely forgetting that the public at large still thought him to be dead.) The BatChat starts talking about Danny, and Tim — being a reasonable and smart man — knows that they’re taking the piss, as usual. He is correct on all three accounts, because he knows his family, but he doesn’t actually check.
So here he is, waiting in line, minding his own business and ignoring the glances being thrown his way by fans… when suddenly, the general volume of the place raises: everyone is whispering, the door opens with a ding, a few people go “oh!” And turn to openly stare at Tim. Before he can see who’s come in, his order is ready.
He grabs his drink, turns around, and oh my god that’s Danny.
Bruce actually adopted another one, and Tim didn’t notice??
(For maximum amount of crack, have this happen to multiple members of the family, until they all come to the same conclusion that… surely they can’t all be mistaken? Danny was actually adopted and nobody knew for a week because of Bruce’s (everyone’s) terrible communication skills!
Danny is very worried and confused. Grateful, too, that they’re cool enough to let him crash at their manor for a few days (who knew that rich kids were funny enough to commit to the bit?), but mostly he’s just worried about how trusting they are. He would try to help them out a bit, maybe talk about stranger-danger to their youngest at the very least, but he doesn’t really have the spare energy to worry about that when he’s got to watch out for Batman getting mad about the new metas feuding in his city… he’s gotta hurry up and catch Vlad.)
