Watch "【Clover】 Help Me (Music Video)" on YouTube
So I thought of a DC x DP Idea! If you look closely you can see where I got carried away with this 😂
So basing off the song, Jay is a dead kid wondering around Gotham scared and heartbroken with no idea what to do - que Halfa Immortal Trio ( they could be doing a sweep as psychopomps and made a stop in Gotham) it's a task and a half to get this kid to stop running but, the Trio are stubborn if anything. ( they did defy death after all) Maybe they give Jazz a call.
Eventually they get this feral trash kid (who is really sweet when he wants to be) to follow them to the Realms and they become his mentors ( and maybe parents - with or without realizing it)
Danny would teach him science and engineering, as well as the culture of the Realms, the most active of the three he would help with Jason's busts of hyperactivity.
You can bet Sam would teach him all she can about not only plants but also magics, she would be the first to pick up on his possible element, she teaches him to play instruments- the one thing she didn't really hate later from her time with her parents.
Tucker would teach him tech 360 through the ages also civilization and organization. They would all tech him how to fight, for himself and others. How to feel and what to do with it, how to read others, how to help and how to know when nothing can be done. To lead and lead well...
He becomes they're Little Star, They're Shadowling, They're Lotus flower...
Something new and familiar to the Ancients and the Ghosts of the Realms,
To Ellie a brother,
To Jazz a nephew,
To Clockwork a grandson,
To the Realms a Prince,
To Them?
A Son.
Time is an interesting thing... Only six months in the living world, but time moved different in the Realms.
They were with they're Counsel when they felt it, a hollow feeling like something was missing, something was off. They didn't waste time dismissing the meeting, no one questioned it as the three split up, looking, searching...
Then Danny finds the Parlor empty, a book abandoned on the floor, the bookmark he gifted Jason on the table beside. Sam checks his bedroom - nothing, Tucker checks the kitchen - nothing. They check the library but - no sign of the little prince.
Not with Skulker or Ember,
Not with Ghost Writer,
Not with Johnny or Kitty,
Not with Pandora or Frostbite or Fright Knight who all joined in the search,
Not with Ellie or Jazz...
Clockwork had his back to them as they entered, nothing was said and the tense silence stretched, upressive but shattering at the soft whisper,
"The flow of time moves as it should, all is as it should be."
The Realms morn with it's monarchs the loss of it's prince.
In Gotham a child wakes screaming, buried six feet underground, crying out for something he doesn't know he's lost.
