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Jason: What are you looking at!
Danny: Sorry?
Jason: You were eyeing me!
Danny: I'm...sorry? I was lost in thought and I didn't notice I was looking at you.
Jason: Yeah? Watch yourself, before someone teaches you manners
Danny watching Jason walk away: Why is everyone in this zone so aggressive?
Jason mutters under his breath: Tourists are so stupid. They're going to eat that guy alive on the streets....I should follow him. Not cause I'm worried! Everyone for themselves. That's the street law. ...he looks like a soft target is all and that pathetic. Yeah. And I protect people like that.
Burce getting a phone call that evening: WHATS UP YA BITCH!?
Officer Johnson: Good evening, may I speak to Bruce Wayne?
Bruce: This is he~!
Officer Johnson: Hello sir, I'm Officer Johnson, I have your son, Jason Todd in holding at GPD.
Bruce sobering up: Is he alright?
Officer Johnson: He's fine. I just need you to pick him up.
Bruce: Of course. I'll be down in thirty minutes. What happened?
Officer Johnson: He got into a street fight stopping a kidnapping attempt on his boyfriend-
Jason: HE'S NOT MY BOYFRIEND
Danny: I'm not?
Jason blushing: I mean....I ugh...
Danny: I would like to go out with the guy who jumped in to save me. Even though I didn't need it. In fact, I think you got hurt more trying to help. It was sweet though.
Jason: I-!
Bruce: Jaylad, we will make adjustments to your self-defense lessons, but good work, and also I can't wait to meet your boyfriend.
Office Johnson: Sir....why do you sound intelligent?
Bruce, throwing on the thickness Party Boy accent: Whatever do you mean, Officer? I always sound intelligent.
Bruce: What is that?
Damian: My new pet. His name is Daniel.
Bruce: You can't just bring back every creature you find on missions Damian.
Damian: Why not?
Bruce: First of all, we don't even know if we can provide a healthy environment for this creature.
Damian: Daniel is a creature made entirely of ectoplasm. All we need is a dark, damp, and emotionally driven space. I was thinking we can establish him in an unused cave near the batcave.
Bruce: Damian, this is a manifestation of shadows. It's literally a wrath.
Damian: He prefers the term phantom. Wrath is a slur.
Bruce turning to Danny: I apologize for using a slur. I was unaware abd uneducated in the proper terms.
Damian: Bow when you apologize. Its the proper way
Bruce bowing at the waist in the lowest right angle he can get: I sincerely apologize for my behavior.
Danny: *Whispers of the dead while nodding his head*
Damian: You've been forgiven, Father.
Bruce: Thank you.
Damian: We are keeping him because you would never be a bigot and then deny someone shelter yes?
Bruce:....Fine. He can stay, but you are responsible for looking after him.
Damian: Naturally
Danny stuck in a new shadow form and unable to communicate, he's not an animal but a sentient being: *Purr purr purr purr*
Damian excited: He's happy! Look, Father!
Bruce heart melting: Yes, he seems quite content.
Danny in Purr Language: You're such a good dad. A bit of a fruitloop but in a good way. If I had a body, I would make Damian my stepson.
Danny: Okay, what do I know? 1. I'm from a different dimension. 2. The government here can't be trusted. 3. The heroes are working for the government, which means I can't trust them. 4. I have to lay low and blend in as a normal human boy, which means I have to go to school.
Danny: Okay. Okay. This will be easy. No one will catch on. I got this!
A week later at Wayne Manor
Bruce: I'm so happy you all could make it to Family Dinner Night. Is there anything new with anyone?
Damian: My new classmate is either an alien or a dimension traveler.
Dick: ....why did you say that so casually?
Damian shrugging: He's not very good at hiding it. I once told him, "egg on your face," and he took the egg out of his breakfast sandwich to smear on his cheek. He then proceeded to smile at me and shout loudly, as if though it was a greeting response "And a egg on your face!"
Jason: Well....he might not know English very well? Or he was making fun of you? Doesn't seem enough to assume he's not of this world.
Damian: That same day, I found him talking to himself in the showers. He was reciting a list of his objectives. He literally said, "I have to blend in as a normal human boy," while actively glowing in his skin and eyes with snow white hair.
Bruce: Damian-
Damian: I know, Father, I will keep an eye on the situation.
Bruce: No! Why were you watching a boy in the showers?
Steph: *Gasp* I didn't even realize that. Oh no, we lost Damian. He used to be a gentleman. Now he's a degenerate.
Tim: How the mighty fall!
Damian, red-faced: I was not watching him! I was cleaning the showers for the janitor because he had knee surgery, and it hurts to bend down! Daniel didn't even have it on! He was just standing in there, talking to himself and glowing! He was supposed to be in class, but he was obviously cutting!
Bruce: Oh that's okay then.....why weren't you in class?
Damian: ......WHAT IS THAT! *Flips the table and runs*
Bruce: Damian!? Damian, you turn right back around! Damian! *Leaping over a fallen table to chase his son* Why weren't you in class!?
Dick sadly: One family dinner. Can't we just have one family dinner without someone flipping the table?
Jason: No, we can not. That's why I always hold my plate. You never throw someone from Crime Alley's food on the ground. We won't let you.
Duke: Amen to that!
Cass: Your food is on the ground.
Duke: Yeah, but I'm not from Crime Alley. I just hung out there.
Kitty: Danny, I need a favor
Danny: What a odd thing to say to me at 2 am in the morning. You know a favor I need? You to let me sleep
Kitty: This is serious. I wouldn't come to you if I had no other choice. You think I want to be around the boy who's a real threat of stealing my man?
Danny: .....I'm what?
Kitty: Johnny is mine!
Danny: Well, I don't want him!
Johnny: *Sobbing outside Danny's window*
Kitty: Look what you did! Ugh, listen, I need to go take care of my boyfriend's broken heart, but first I need you to agree to go to Gotham for me.
Danny: Gotham?! The worst place on Earth?
Kitty: Hey! That's our hometown!
Danny: That explains so much about you two.
Kitty: Don't make me blow a kiss at you.
Danny: Wow. The first time I've ever been threatened with a kiss by a cute girl!
Kitty: ...Cute?
Danny: Yeah.
Kitty: *Giggles, playing with her hair* Thank you.
Johnny: NOOOOOOOOO *wailing*
Kitty: Right, sorry babe! Look, Danny, you must go to Gotham.
Danny: Yeah? How come?
Kitty: Someone is messing with our graves. I think they stole our bones.
Danny: *Gasp* What!? How dare-that's the worst thing- who!?
Kitty: I'm not sure but I felt it. I've been experiencing Grave-flickering.
Danny: Ancients! Are you alright?! Have you gone to a ghost doctor? I can get you a great referral to the Far Frozen Healing Institute.
Kitty: That's sweet, but we already have our primary. The problem is that the flickering is becoming more frequent and this far away from the protal is already a strain. Shadow is too weak to leave Johnny's side as it is. We won't have much time before we destabilize.
Danny: Shit.
Kitty: Exactly. Can I count on you to go to Gotham for us and put us to rest again?
Danny: Of course! I'll book a plane right now.
Kitty: Thank you so much. One more thing, you'll need our real names to help your search. I'm Katherine McCarthy, went by Kitty. Johnny is Johnny Wayne.
Danny: Got it....wait Wayne? As in Bruce Wayne?
Kitty: Yeah....Johnny was his illegitimate older brother. Thomas Wayne had him before his marriage and kept him a secret. Johnny went by his mother's maiden name, Roberts, but he was always bitter that Thomas didn't acknowledge him. When he turned sixteen, he legally changed his name to Wayne.....a few days later, we were both murdered in a drive-by while the two of us were driving on our way to a moive date. Johnny always suspected it was Thomas silencing him.
Danny: And if Bruce just found out about it, then he likely wanted to bury his father's crime
Kitty: We thought so too.
Danny: Don't worry Kitty. I will find your bones and Johnny's. I'll also bring the people responsible for your deaths to justice. I swear it
Kitty: ....Oh that was hot. Okay I get it Johnny.
Johnny: I TOLD YOU. HE'S GOTTEN HOT EVER SINCE HE TURN 16 TOO!
Danny: Thank you????
Dani sitting in a booth at a fast place: You see that girl over there? The one in the pony tail?
Danny: Yeah?
Dani: We hate her.
Danny: We do? Why?
Dani: Ugh, she's so annoying. Always talking back to the teachers and making a ten-minute assignment into an hour-long one. Like, we could have 20 minutes of free time afterward, but noooooooo. Also, she has this stupid condescending laugh, like she genuinely believes the staff is beneath her. Honey, please, you can't even drive. Then she makes mean jokes about everyone, like, " Why are you so fucking miserable all the time? Why can't you focus on yourself instead of judging everyone around you literally?
Damian walking by: Are you speaking about Tiffany Anderson?
Dani: Ugh yeah?
Damian brightening up: She is absolutely horrid!
Dani equally as bright: The worst, right?!
Damian: She gives legacy students a bad name. We are from the same social class, but obviously, her parents failed to teach her any class at all.
Dani: Yes! That! I'm Dani, by the way. We have a class together, don't we?
Damian sitting down: We have French, Calculus, World Politics, and Advanced English together. I'm Damian Wayne.
Dani: Nice to meet you. I was just telling my older brother that we hate Tiffany.
Damian: I was telling my own brother we hate Anderson and Lee.
Dani: Ji-Whoo Lee? The Football player?
Damian: Yes
Dani: No way- I hate him too! :D
Damian: Its because you have good taste! *turning* Drake! Come here. We're sitting with these people now.
Tim standing up from a booth and walking over with a tray: Alright. Say, aren't you the new guy in my Chemistry class?
Danny: I am. Good to see you.
Tim: So our siblings are best friends now?
Danny: Seems so, but only due to spite. They seem to he going down the entire class roster. They genuinely seem to hate everyone in their grade.
Tim: These two are going to be best friends for life.
Damian: -There are parts of the world that have KILL for an education and these half-wits can't even speak to a instructor with respect? The bare minimum?
Dani: Exactly! I traveled around the world before we got the Gotham Academy scholarship and let me tell you, none of them would last a second in the real world.
Damian: A second? Ha! Thats far too generous. They would last even less then that!
Danny watching them: I think its cute.
Tim: Hmm-hm. Very cute.
Dani:- where did you get that sticker?
Damian: Hmm? Oh this one?
Dani: Yeah! I can never find Warrior Chronicles merch anywhere!
Damian: Neither can I. That's why I made my own. I draw.
Dani: Wait- you drew that?! No way! Can I buy some stickers off you!?
Damian: You can have them. I'll bring a sticker sheet for you Monday.
Dani: Really!?
Tim, turning to Danny: Looks like we're going to be seeing a lot of each other.
Danny: Seems like it! I hope we can be friends too
Tim looking Danny up and down: Oh I think we are going to be very good friends~
Danny: Ha ha- why did you say it like that?
Tim: Hmm? Like how?
Danny in a whisper: Like you want to eat me. Are you a cannibal? You legally have to tell me.
Tim also in a whisper: Dude I was flirting with you.
Danny: Oh! Sorry, I just- I'm new to Gotham and its Weird here so I-
Tim holding up a hand: I completely understand. But I do have to ask is me flirting welcomed?
Danny blushing: It might be.
Tim: Great cause-
Dani: Hey can you two keep it down? We're trying to have a conversation here. Sorry, Damian, you were saying?
Damian: If we place the bombs at the four pillars we can empty out the cages in the choas. We just need get pass security without them noticing the packages.
Dani: Oh I can get us past security.
Tim/Danny: What the hell did we miss?
Dani/Damian: We're planning to free the petting zoo animals. They've been held captive for too long.
Danny: Welcome to Wonder Wiener, where we put wonder in every wiener. How can I help you?
Jason: They make you say that?
Danny tired: Yes, they make me say that. What do you want to order?
Jason: I don't know. What has the least soul?
Danny: ....You're one of those guys mad that we built over the old chili hot dog vendor's spot, aren't you?
Jason: IT WAS THE BEST FOOD IN GOTHAM AND YOUR COMPANY RAN HIM OUT.I'VE BEEN EATING THESE DOGS SINCE I WAS SIX
Danny: Sir. I don't own this place. I'm just a minimum wage worker. I did not make the corporate decision to screw over a fellow lower-middle-class man.
Jason: Right. Right. Sorry. I....I love those hot dogs. And now he's gone. Run out by a big company that sells the same thing with no taste.
Danny: He's not gone. He just two street away. I bought my lunch from him.
Jason: what?
Danny: Yeah, I liked his food too. So I helped him get a permanent spot with the city. Here is his card.
Jason: I love you
Danny: Yeah a lot of his clients tell me the same.
Jason leaning over the counter to stare into Danny soul: No. I love you.
Danny inches from Jason's face: Ugh. Okay?
Jason: If you need anything. You tell me. And if anyone bothers you, I will kill them for you. I will send Red Hood after them. You just say the word.
Danny: I...I rather not.
Jason: Okay. I'm leaving my phone number for you just in case.
Danny: Yup.
Danny, as soon as Jason leaves: And this is going in the box of all the other numbers of people who claim they can call someone crazy to help me on their behalf. Ha. Like those people know the Bats.
Clark: Where are you going, Flash? Barry: Sorry, I have to run. I left my kid with the sitter, but she needs to leave for an emergency. Arthur: I was unaware you were a father. Congratulations, my friend. Barry: Thank you! It's a new thing honestly. I've only had him for three weeks but we're finding our footing. Diana: How old is your child? Barry: Depends. Bruce: What does that mean? Barry: It depends on how you measure time. He's mentioned in ancient texts and could be considered over two thousand years old in our history, or, if we are going by his physical and mental state, he is five. Bruce pulling out a notebook: I'm going to have to ask for more information. Barry: It's simple. The last time I open the Speed Force, my son fell out of it, and when we realized we couldn't get him home since the Speed Force called up his previous gardian Clockwork to ask- Clark: Wait, is the Speed Force sentient? Barry: Yes. Anyway, she called Clockwork, who was like, "Danny fell out of my timeline and regressed into a child. Can you watch him until he is an adult and can return without destroying his soul?" and I was like, "Yeah, sure, I always wanted kids!" and now I'm a dad. Oliver: Who is CLockwork? Barry: The god of time. Bruce writing frantically: Gods can sometimes hand out children to raise..... Clark: That was your takeaway from that story?
Cass: I'm not too popular with other girls.
Steph: What?
Cass: Yes. I intimidate them.
Steph: To be fair you intimidate a lot of people.
Cass: I'm serious. I want to be popular with women.
Bruce: I can help with that.
Steph: Can you?
Bruce: Yes, you've seen me surrounded by women.
Cass: You do have a point. Okay, teach me.
Two weeks later:
Jazz: Danny! A pretty girl flirted with me! Her name is Cassandra, and we're getting coffee this weekend!!
Danny: Dad's ability to get women out of his league has turned into an inherited trait!!! FENTON GENES!
Jazz: FENTON GENES!!!!
Tim: You know how you were encouraging Damian to follow his dreams?
Jason: Yeah?
Tim: You got to stop doing that.
Jason: Why?
Tim: His dream is apparently being a matchmaker.
Jason: Whats wrong with that?
Tim: He doesn't understand that people have to agree-
Damian smashing through the window: DRAKE. KISS FENTON ON THE MOUTH OR I'LL HAVE YOUR HEAD!
Jason: Who's Fenton?
Tim: Some guy I had a three minute conversation with while we were waiting for our dry cleaners.
Jason: Then why-
Damian pulling out a gun: THEY HAD A CONNECTION.
Tim: No we just had similar ticket numbers!
Jason: Is that my gun?
Damian: Yes, but I made sure to take Shelia. I left Jenny alone.
Jason: Thank you
Tim: You name your guns?
Jason: You name your coffee mugs
Tim: touche.
Damian cocking gun: Now, Drake, go to this address and kiss Fenton on the mouth, or I'll send you to your maker.
Tim: For the last time, that's not what a matchmaker does!
Damian: YOU CHOOSE MATCH OR MAKER DRAKE. THERE IS NO OTHER CHOICE.
Bruce: Alfred, I have to tell you something.
Alfred: Yes, Master Bruce?
Bruce: I'm pansexual.
Alfred: Alright.
Bruce: That's it? You must have questions.
Alfred no idea what the word pansexual means but not about to admit that: I've always had my suspicions, sir.
Bruce: Oh really? Since when?
Alfred: Since you were five years old.
Bruce: You've known for ten years? Wait, is this about the Grey Ghost? Did you figure me out because of that?
Alfred: Yes.
Bruce blushing: Okay, you're right, but it was only the animated version of him!
Alfred confused: Yes?
Bruce: Please don't tell anyone I had a crush on the Grey Ghost.
Alfred, realizing what pansexual might mean: Of course, sir. My mouth is sealed. Is there any particular reason you brought this conversation up this fine morning?
Bruce: Well... you might get a call from the Academy, and I wanted to get to you before they do.
Alfred: Hmm? What happened at the Academy?
Bruce: I may have gotten into a fight, but it was for a really good reason. A couple of blokes found out the new transfer student, Daniel Fenton, was a friend of Dorothy and tried to beat him up in the showers. I intervened.
Alfred in his mind: Who the hell is Dorothy???
Alfred out loud: Well done, Master Bruce. It's always important to stand up for those who are weaker or in less favorable situations.
Bruce: Thank you, Alfred. By the way, I think I'm in love with Daniel. He didn't need my help at all. He was scary. And pretty.
Alfred: Scary how?
Bruce dreamily: He put one of the blokes in the wall.
Alfred: ....pardon?
Bruce: He grabbed one of them. And sunk him into the wall.
Alfred, not knowing if that is another slang phrase, but not about to admit it: Well good for Mr. Fenton. I could see why such a young man would grab your attention. Do you plan on pursuing this new love?
Bruce: Yeah! Maybe he'll me in a wall *dreamy sigh*
Alfred inhis mind: So being put in a wall...is good???
Amorpho: I don't understand
Danny: Its simple. You pretend to be human me at the Gala, while I be ghost me in the city at the same time and the Waynes will never find out that I'm a Halfa.
Amorpho: Why not just tell them?
Danny: And lose the best Foster placement I ever had over the chance they're anti-ecto? No.
Amorpho: Foster placement? No, you're a Wayne Ward. That's completely different-
Danny: Can you just do this for me!?
Amorpho: Alright, but know this. I am not entertaining whatever is going on with that Timothy boy
Danny: Tim? Yeah, he's one of the weird ones. He's dating this conspiracy theorist who is uncomfortably close to finding out my identity.
Amorpho: Really? How close is he?
Danny: Bernard thinks I'm either a zombie or a vampire. Both undead but not in the right range. Oh by the way, if a hot blond guy rushes at you with garlic, thats Bernard.
Amorpho: Alright but that doesn't explain Timothy. Is he...well? You know, in the mind?
Danny: To be honest, ever since Jazz and I were sent here, I've noticed none of the Waynes seem well. I don't know what their issues are, and frankly, I don't care to know. This manor isn't haunted, and I have retired from the hero scene. Phantom is going to be a tourist in Gotham and the Fenton Siblings are just unfortunate children who had a rich guy take them in due to a favor he owed Mom from back in college.
Amorpho: Alright but I've seen the way that boy looks at you. If he tries to dissect me or sacrifice me from some cult while im pretending to be you, all bets are off. I am flying out of there.
Danny: Of course.....how do you feel about stabbing?
Amorpho: Why? Should I be worried about stabbing?
Danny: Only around the youngest. Damian is a little...standoffish.
Amorpho: I don't like that.
Danny: And Jason, the second oldest, may catch you in a four hour rant about killing clowns when necessary just nod when he does. Dick likes invade personal space for hugs and sometimes if he smiling real big, like too big, check the right corner of his left eye. If that thing is twitching, it means Dick is mad. Which means you run.
Amorpho: What?
Danny clutching the ghost arm: Run.
Zatanna answering the phone: Hello?
John: Love. Love. You have to come pick me up. Quickly. Please.
Zatanna: What? But I thought you got along with Bruce.
John: I do! But normally, I have access to my magic when I'm on a loony adventure with Bruce. Normally, I can portal out when things get scary! Please, you have to come get me.
Zatanna: John, I can't go pick you up. I'm traveling the world to find the ingredients to lift your curse.
John: I know the plan was for me to stay with Bruce so he and his family could protect me while you broke my Magic-sealing curse, but Zatanna... these people are weird. I don't feel safe.
Zatanna: Is this because Bruce said you're not allowed to drink in his home? You can go to bars-
John: No. Its not the drinking or the smoking or the awkward crush I have on Bruce and his butler-
Zatanna: What?
John: Zatanna, it's the Ghost King posing as a child. He calls Bruce "Dad" because Bruce adopted him! And Bruce has no idea!
Zatanna doubtful: The Ghost King? The most feared individual in the multiverse is posing as Bruce's kid without Bruce's knowledge? The same Bruce that used Math to beat a god half a year ago?
John: I tried to tell him, but Bruce just laughed and said Danny was his only civilian child. He won't listen to me! None of them will!
Zatanna: Uh-huh. And how old is this Danny?
John: He claims his only fourteen but I know better.
Zatanna: What does he look like?
John: Like the face of evil.
Zatanna: Let me guess. Evil has dark black hair, and blue eyes with a tragic backstory that just needed a safe place to call home?
John: Yes but-
Zatanna: Look, I'm really busy right now. I have to haggle the soul of a never-touched-by-sunlight shrimp from a mermaid merchant- who I know is trying to cheat me!- and I don't have time to listen to you freak out about one of the Waynes kids.
John: No! No you're not listening! He's the Ghost King!
Zatanna: He's a Wayne. That bloodline and anyone adopted into that bloodline, are weird but harmless.
John: Please pick me up. Save me.
Zatanna: John, I can't. Treat this as a vacation. Bruce will let you spend whatever money you want, and since its Bruce, I'll give you permission to try to get him in a throuple with us or just you for a little fun.
John: .....I want that so much but Danny-
Zatanna: Is harmless. Bruce comes with kids, and yeah, all his kids are weird, especially that first one. I don't trust his bubbly personality- I know there is rage underneath that circus upbeat boyish glee. Terrible rage. But that doesn't mean you're in danger there.
John: Zatanna please- *gasp* The Ghost King is watching me from the upstairs window. He's knows im trying to escape.
Zatanna: Are you outside? Good! Go for a walk. Bruce has a lovely forest surrounding his Manor-
John: A walk?! In the woods!? Where the Ghost King can get me alone!? Do you want me to vanish with a trace!?
Zatanna sighing: Nevermind.
Mermaid: I don't have all day. I have other customers and a business to run. Are you giving me your hair or not?
Zatanna: I got to go John.
John: No! PLEASE! Z, PICK ME UP-
Zatanna hanging up and pointing at the mermaid: For the last time I am not shaving my head!
Mermaid: Do you want the soul of a shrimp that has never seen sunlight or not!?
Zatanna: That is not worth ten years of growing out this amount of hair! I can give you my bangs.
Mermaid: Bangs!? Those aren't bangs- they're barely long enough to cover that whale-sized forehead!
Zatanna: SAY THAT AGAIN, FISH.
Starvation
[Prompt] by @emacrow
Omfg, i love this so much!! I'm happy that you enjoy the prompt.
His Baby
[Prompt] by @emacrow
Alt ver. + my ramblings are down ↓
Oh you got the invision on the dot!!!
I always see riddler as ginger so him being a Surrogate trans man for the Fenton family hit right on the nail. Lady Gotham City looking behind like ima get all free access visitation right whether you like it or not Riddler.
The riddler to me is always ginger due to my first movie of batman being batman forever and it always fixed that he is and always a badass smart ginger.
In other prompt i always have him being related to Maddie or jack
In this prompt, he not related to neither and just look very dirty ginger hair as a gothamite gremlin he is.
The best part is Danny only found out he was a surrogate baby about a year of being a halfa and saving the world twice in a roll.
Only thing he said well that get Vlad off my case but plot twist that Vlad realizing he may got his obsession twisted since he still obsession on danny and Danny is only half of jack's blood and not Maddie.
But that enough inspiration brain vomiting because im just in awe and grovel at your feet like a unworthy follower holding a plate of donuts and chocolate because damn!!
I LOVE IT
Bruce: You see that reporter of there?
Danny: The one with the glasses?
Bruce: Yes. His name is Clark Kent. He can be trusted.
Danny: Okay. *Writes note down* What about the woman next to him?
Bruce: That's Cat Grant, and no, she can't be trusted. Everything you say to her will turn into a gossip-lifting, life-ruining article.
Danny: Got it. *writes more notes*
Jason, watching the two from a few feet away: Say, who's that kid Bruce is media training? Is he a new ward he took in?
Tim: No, that's Danny Fenton, the face of Fenton Works. They signed up as a sub-company of Wayne Enterprise. Originally, they were a paranormal investigation and capture company- yes, I mean ghost hunters- but it was discovered that almost all thier tech can be used on metas. Bruce wants to make medical equipment that can be used by our enhanced citizens.
Jason: I see. But why a kid so young? He's your age, right?
Tim: Hmm, apparently his parents, the owners of Fenton Works, made him CEO so they could focus on ghost hunting and the occasional meta medical machines for Bruce. He got here a week ago to shadow me for CEO training, and Bruce stole him after they met outside my office. Danny hangs onto his every word, and I think Bruce forgot what it was like to have a kid actually listen to him.
Jason: Ah thats makes sense. What do you think of him?
Tim: Well, he's a little naive, easy to trick, and has way too much empathy for the cold world of business. I'm gonna have him in my bed.
Jason: Ah....well that took a turn. One I do not like so I'm gonna....*walks away*
Tim: He will be ✨️mine✨️
Bruce overhears everything from the bugs he planted on his kids: Danny, go ahead and change Tim's status. He can not be trusted.
Jason: I allowed you to come with me under one condition. Don't forget that condition.
Dick: I know, I know. I'm not allowed to date your friend.
Jason: I mean it, Dick. You have a weakness for red heads and Jazz-
Dick: -Is not looking for a relationship or situationship. I know. You said so at least ten times on the way over here. Come on Jay, have a little faith.
Jason: Alright. Just be cool. *opens door* and welcome to Jazz's Bookshelve. The best place to read and listen to slow jazz.
Dick: *whistles* You weren't kidding when you said this place had a cool theme. But is that shelve all the books they have?
Jason: Nope. I told you the front part was a Coffee shop styled like a bar for a reason. This was a speakeasy back in the 1920s, and behind that bookshelf is the entrance, which leads down into the speakeasy, which is what they turned into the bookshop. The live jazz band plays down there too.
Dick: Very nice. Whoever thought about the idea was a genius
Danny behind the bar: Thank you for the compliment. I'll let Jazz know someone loved her idea today.
Dick: ....
Jason: Hey Danny!
Danny: Hey Jay, back again for another drink and a speakeasy read?
Jason: You know it. By the way, the man frozen in place like a idiot is my older brother. Dick this is Danny Fenton, the owner's brother and my friend.
Danny: Nice to meet you.
Dick:.....
Danny: He doesn't talk much, does he?
Jason: No, he does. A lot Normally he be a chatter box. The only time he freezes is when- Oh come on! I told you the condition!
Dick: He doesn't count! You said the redhead! Not the cute barista!
Danny: Cute barista? Thank you. I try.
Jason: I can't believe you. This is junior high all over again! Stop flirting with my friends!
Dick: *gasp* I don't flirt with your friends! They flirt with me!
Danny: Can't blame them.
Jason: No! Et tu Danny!? ET TU?
