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Usually, you'll find moshang fics where Sqh is completely oblivious to Mbj's intentions and its (partly) because he's been trying to court sqh the demonic way, right?
I'm switching things up a little.
• Both are still pining hopelessly, of course. But! Sqh goes "fuck it, we ball. If I die I die" about his feelings and starts trying to date the FUCK out of Mbj.
• I'm talking taking him out to eat, going on outings, giving him flowers, gifts, doing things to make mbj's life easier, giving little good morning notes, maybe some holidays n stuff... lowkey realizing they've been doing couple things for a WHILE so hes having to get a bit creative here to show off okay?
• Lmao he could even try the whole "meeting the family" further down the line and just. Grimacing at literally ALL sides of that fiasco.
• Sqh starts this whole thing off with the thought: "what's the worse he can do? Kill me? I'll probably be well on my way to perishing if he rejects me anyways, he'll be doing a mercy kill at that point."
• Meanwhile, Mbj Has Not Realized wtf has been going on. Like, he keeps accepting everything (because ofc thats his due as king, if nothing else) so Sqh figures he's humoring him and letting him try to woo him properly. Sqh is ecstatic. Mbj thinks sqh has taken on his aid role with far more enthusiasm than usual.
• The main problem, I fear, is that Sqh has been spoiling Mbj lmao
• Like, my guy has gone above and beyond for Mbj, so when he steps up his game to court him, Mbj naturally thinks he just freaking promoted himself or something lmao.
• This goes on for years. Dear lord.
• Anyways, Sqh thinks they've been in a committed romantic relationship for years and is in the process of preparing a proposal, and Mbj is there, trying very hard to think of a way to woo his advisor and start courting him. (All attempts so far have been met with an exasperated [read:fond] sigh, that while don't outright reject him, show no other reaction [sqh thinks these are bouts of romantic moods, and it just spurrs him to get things ready for a proposal sooner. Clearly, his king wants him to put a ring on him].
Tim(age 8) finds a deaged Danny(age 6) on the street and just kinda...brings him home. When his parents ask about him both Danny and Tim give them this confused look like; "This is your second son? He's been here since he was born?" And they both flounder before going; "Oh yes! Right! Lia- Mar- Dam-" until Danny finally goes; "Daniel." And they're like; "Of course! Daniel! Our darling son! How is school?"
And anyway thats how two children gaslit two adults into believing they had a second kid so that one child wouldn't be lonely and the other child would get a home.
Flash: Hey Phantom, I have a question about the "Love Potion" Debacle from a few weeks ago.
Phantom: *turns his head all the way around before his body follows* Fine, but make it quick.
Flash: *shivers because that was creepy* Er- right. So would the love potion work despite sexuality? Like, if a woman made it and gave to a man who was asexual or something?
Phantom: Depends on the kind. Like I said, there are Compulsions and Curses, depending on what kind is made it would work. Compulsion, no, Curse, yes.
Flash: Whats the difference between a Compulsion based potion, and a Curse based potion?
Phantom: Compulsions are easier to craft, and require less blood, but they're weaker and easier to break. Think of them as very difficult to ignore intrusive thoughts, so for people with a strong will power, Compulsions won't work or will easily be broken.
Phantom: Curses are harder to craft, and require more blood, the stronger the curse the more blood is needed. But they're harder to break and have a higher chance of succeeding. Curses are just what they sound like, they force their way in, and then force the consumer to act as directed.
Phantom: So, in the scenario you proposed; if she used a Compulsion based "potion", he would be unaffected or at least not affected for long, but if she used a Curse based "potion", he would saddly be affected until someone could break the curse.
Flash: Thats dark man.
Phantom: Most of these things are. That's why I prefer Love Charms. *pulls out a small bottle filled with yellow stones, sand, flowers, and glowing yellow liquid* Cupid magic is much cooler, safer, and consensual!
Flash: How is a "Love Charm" any different than a "Love Potion"?
Phantom: *looking at Flash completely unimpressed* Love Charms are made purely for luck and good fortune, they raise your luck regarding whatever your charm is for. They also aren't only for romantic love. Familial love, friendship, platonic, romance- depending on how its made, there's a charm for any kind of love.
Flash: And it just raises your luck?
Phantom: Yeah, say your luck of making a new friend today was 0%, well carrying a Friendship Love Charm raises that possibility by 10% or more depending on the charm.
Flash: So what's your Love Charm for.
Phantom: *face flushes green in embarrassment as he plays with his charm* Friendship.
Flash: *his heart melting* That is so soft and wholesome.
Danny: Once a year Steph and I spend a day treating ourselves. What do we treat ourselves to?
Steph: Clothes.
Danny: Treat yourself.
Steph: Fragrances.
Danny: Treat yourself.
Steph: Massages.
Danny: Treat yourself.
Steph: Mimosas.
Danny: Treat yourself.
Steph: Vegan leather goods.
Danny: Treat yourself.
Steph: Its the best day of the year!
Both, singing: Best day of the year~
-Bonus-
Steph: I got a question.
Danny: *hums*
Steph: What do you think about inviting Tim to come along with us today?
Danny: Whaaaat? Noooo! This is our thing!
Steph: He really seems like he could use a day off. He's like a skinny little rubber band thats about to snap in half.
Danny: Exactly! He doesn't know how to relax. Steph you and I are relaxation professionals, there's no way Tim could slow down enough to keep up with us. My platonic princess this is our holy day. Its the one day a year I allow myself to be selfish.
Steph: *gives him a look*
~At the Mall~
Steph: I really want this dress, and I like this crystal beetle- but its expensive and there's no use for it.
Danny: Baby girl Treat Yo Self!
Tim: *eyebrows scrunching in confusion*
Danny: Badazzled slippies, silk socks, glittery star pants, silk turtle. I am a sparkly-silk candy cane!
Steph: Treat Yo Self!
Tim: This is insane.
----
Danny: Man did you buy anything for yourself today?
Tim: Yeah I got this pack of socks.
Danny: Plain white socks?! That's not a treat! Steph! Get me away from him!
Steph: Maybe this is our version of "Treat Yourself Day" and he needs to do his version.
Danny: What are you talking about?
Steph: Tim if you could blow big money on one thing- not sock money- what would if be?
---
Tim: *steps out of a changing room dressed as Batman*
Danny, excitedly: Ancients, Ancients, Ancients- this is a whole new level of nerd!
Tim: You're right, this is ridiculous, what am I doing-
Danny: Wait, no, no, no! I mean that in a good way Tim! Listen to me: you're part of the Treat Yourself team now, okay? If that costume somehow makes you happy- you're gonna buying it! You're gonna wear it out of the store okay? You're gonna Treat Yourself!
Tim: Yeah, you know what? I'm gonna do that. I'm gonna...I'm gonna treat myself. *starts tearing up* thanks you guys.
Classic Demon twins, but Damian and Danyal has been fundamentally raised different on purpose to test which approach was better.
Damian has been raised for combat and quick missions. He's good with weapons, sneaking on people, giving one quick effective blow, and retreating quickly just to approach from a different angle with more strength. He's efficient. He was raised to be obedient, never leaving the leagues walls for long, just short one hit missions. Never really learning about the outside world. Damian rarely ever knew about his victims more than their name and face.
Danyal was raised for spionage, infiltration and information gathering. He can defend himself well enough as an Al-ghul, but they focused his education on poisons. He learned the art of manipulation and how to fit seemingly within a society even without knowing a single thing about it, just with a couple of hours of observation. He had to be good at thinking for himself because he was meant to work within uncontrolled environments; you can't plan out month long interactions. His missions were long and ended silently.
Danyal knew every single detail from his victims, he spent months gaining kids trusts enough to get into their homes. Acting the part of the perfect friend and sneaking into off limits parts of the house for information. Playing the innocent lost kid if discovered. Ending whole powerful families with a single drop in the juice jar.
The issue was that with Danyal spending so much time on outside missions, he knew there was more out there. And as much as Danyal tried, it was impossible for a little kid to not get attached to people after a couple of months. It was after Danyals seventh family that he was starting to break. This kid in particular had had similar tastes to Danyal, and he had barely needed to act out a new personality to become closer. It had made it all so much more difficult to maintain non-personal.
That was his friend he had just killed.
It wasn't the first time he had thought that. He always mentally reproached himself, because those weren't friends, they were simply tools he had used. Except, this time it was harder to deny it. That was when Danyal decided he had to leave the league.
Despite the different ways they were being raised the twins were close. Sure, the adults around them were grading they're development and competing their results, but ultimately, they're opposite upbringing was also meant to make them complementary. They were taught to use each other strength to cover their own faults. Hyper-specializing the kids was a side effect that was expected of this experiment, and Talia had made sure Damian and Danyal knew to depend on each other, as they would need so to survive.
So it wouldn't come to a surprise that Danyal wanted to leave with Damian. He just wasn't aware of how different their world views were. Damian was quick to tell mother of Danyals nonsensical fantasy, a decision he would soon regret when Danyal laid in front of him in the brink of death.
It was meant to be a message for Damian, to keep behaving or he would end the same. It did the opposite. Damian dared to go against grandfather for the first time that day, taking his brothers body and running to the Lazarus pit with everything he had. It was lucky he was the twin train for combat. It was lucky his mother helped. He kept whispering reassurances and apologize to his twin.
"I am so sorry, I am so sorry Danyal. It will be okay. The Lazarus will heal you and then we will leave like you wanted. We will go where ever you want. I promise."
But Danyal never surfaced from the Lazarus waters.
With one twin gone, and Damian's crude awakening to the league of assassin's cruelty. Talia deemed it too dangerous for Damian to stay, and quickly brought him to Bruce.
And a link to the amazing fic @browa123 wrote based on it!!!!! It's REALLY well done, it was sooo fun working with you and I couldn't have hoped for a better end result 💚
Thanks for having me!! I've had this idea for ages and finally got to use it for something COOL, I'll definitely participate again if there's another implosion in the future. I met so many talented people
DCxDP fanfic Idea: Marriage trap the Office supplier!
Danny had developed an appreciation for office supplies. He didn't know where it came from; just that one day, as he was cleaning his parents' office, he noticed their invoices and Order forms were out of order, so he chose to organize the binders.
It was just to make things easier to find the information when Tax season came around, but he found a strange joy in locating the correct stamps to mark each form.
Approved with a little thumbs up.
E-mailed with a flying envelope.
Entered with a little arrow.
Scanned with a picture of a scanning machine. Completed with a little check mark. Even the Cancelled and its accompanying x-out circle made him feel giggly.
Before long, Danny went hunting from some dividers and was excited to assign colors to certain tasks. He even made sure to separate everything by the order in which it was completed. By the time he was done, he realized he had no more use for his stamps, so he chose to go about the rest of the office.
He did not sleep that night. The next morning, the Fentons woke to their office lab in its best state since they had moved in. Everything had a place, and everything was neat and tidy with Danny happily explaining his organization system- all written down and marked on colorful legal pads he found shoved in a box.
Since then, Danny would excitably talk about the newest pen, sticky note, paperclips, or paper clamps he had found. Often, they were in strange shapes- "Look, Dad, these are sticky notes shaped like toast inside a Toaster holder!"- and no one could tell why it bought him such joy.
Even desk organizers excited him, often seen changing up his things every once in a while with new highlighters or traveling pens. His two best friends were often spotted walking behind Danny at any store within a fifty-mile radius of Amity Park that sold office supplies.
But that meant no one was surprised when Danny eagerly announced he would work in an office until he had enough money to open his own stationery store. What was surprising was that Danny somehow managed to find a job at Wayne Enterprise right out of high school as an office admin assistant.
A high-ranked one. He was the right-hand man to Bruce Wayne himself, working as a personal assistant then anyhting else.
It was clear across state lines no one knows how Danny even managed to land an interview since Mr. Wayne asked for at least a bachelor in office management to even apply or that Danny seemed unworried about living in a crime-infested city working for the man that was target a lot due to his wealth.
Danny only talked about all the superb brands of pens and notepads he would get with his new salary.
What was more shocking was how efficant Danny was at his job. He breezed through his work like a pro, getting Mr. Wayne on time every time (no one knows how) and cheerfully gaining the approval of the board.
Danny often stepped in for Mr. Wayne, Mr. Wayne-Drake or Mr. Fox, quietly becoming known as "Third-in-Comand" at WE despite the fact everyone knew him as "just the admin assistant"
He was also known for being very excited to show his desk to the office, covered in cute or interesting supplies from around the world. He spent hours schooling through websites and making wishlists of things he wanted to buy and try out.
Danny Fenton was a gift among the staff. He ran the office like a smoothly oiled machine, employing new systems and communication means that errors rarely happened in different departments.
WE genuinely feared the day he would leave the company to open that store. They tried to bride him by offering to pay his entire college career and make him a head of any department he wanted, or even officially give him Mr. Wayne's PA position but Danny insisted he wanted to open his store someday.
A plan was hatched by a low-level intern who had personally seen Danny take minutes with an invisible-ink pen and black light at his interview, only to witness the man fight for his right to have a paid internship and full benefits.
He mentioned how convient it was that Danny was close to every member of the Waynes. Yes. Bruce Wayne made it clear he would not be adopting the boy seeing as he was too old for that but what if....they ensured Danny stayed with WE if they made it the family bussiness?
Danny could still be a Wayne. They just had to get him to marry into the family, and WE could keep the embodiment of an office employee forever.
His idea spread through the company like wild fire, and not long, every single person who's checks were signed by Bruce Wayne was gunning for a chance to give Danny and a Wayne a wedding.
(Unknown to them, Danny is the hero Phantom, who, upon learning Batman's ID, instantly asked to work for him in an office setting because he wanted to open a stationery shop one day. Feeling blackmailed, Bruce allowed it, thinking he would catch Danny lacking, only to....find out the kid genuinely loved his job? And was good at it?
His kids are close to him as fellow vigilantes and are unaware of the WE employee's goal.
Danny just really likes Office Supplies. It might have something to do with his Ghost Obsession changing, or it's a Specail interest. He doesn't really care for the reason)
DCxDP fanfic Idea: Marriage trap the Office supplier!
Danny had developed an appreciation for office supplies. He didn't know where it came from; just that one day, as he was cleaning his parents' office, he noticed their invoices and Order forms were out of order, so he chose to organize the binders.
It was just to make things easier to find the information when Tax season came around, but he found a strange joy in locating the correct stamps to mark each form.
Approved with a little thumbs up.
E-mailed with a flying envelope.
Entered with a little arrow.
Scanned with a picture of a scanning machine. Completed with a little check mark. Even the Cancelled and its accompanying x-out circle made him feel giggly.
Before long, Danny went hunting from some dividers and was excited to assign colors to certain tasks. He even made sure to separate everything by the order in which it was completed. By the time he was done, he realized he had no more use for his stamps, so he chose to go about the rest of the office.
He did not sleep that night. The next morning, the Fentons woke to their office lab in its best state since they had moved in. Everything had a place, and everything was neat and tidy with Danny happily explaining his organization system- all written down and marked on colorful legal pads he found shoved in a box.
Since then, Danny would excitably talk about the newest pen, sticky note, paperclips, or paper clamps he had found. Often, they were in strange shapes- "Look, Dad, these are sticky notes shaped like toast inside a Toaster holder!"- and no one could tell why it bought him such joy.
Even desk organizers excited him, often seen changing up his things every once in a while with new highlighters or traveling pens. His two best friends were often spotted walking behind Danny at any store within a fifty-mile radius of Amity Park that sold office supplies.
But that meant no one was surprised when Danny eagerly announced he would work in an office until he had enough money to open his own stationery store. What was surprising was that Danny somehow managed to find a job at Wayne Enterprise right out of high school as an office admin assistant.
A high-ranked one. He was the right-hand man to Bruce Wayne himself, working as a personal assistant then anyhting else.
It was clear across state lines no one knows how Danny even managed to land an interview since Mr. Wayne asked for at least a bachelor in office management to even apply or that Danny seemed unworried about living in a crime-infested city working for the man that was target a lot due to his wealth.
Danny only talked about all the superb brands of pens and notepads he would get with his new salary.
What was more shocking was how efficant Danny was at his job. He breezed through his work like a pro, getting Mr. Wayne on time every time (no one knows how) and cheerfully gaining the approval of the board.
Danny often stepped in for Mr. Wayne, Mr. Wayne-Drake or Mr. Fox, quietly becoming known as "Third-in-Comand" at WE despite the fact everyone knew him as "just the admin assistant"
He was also known for being very excited to show his desk to the office, covered in cute or interesting supplies from around the world. He spent hours schooling through websites and making wishlists of things he wanted to buy and try out.
Danny Fenton was a gift among the staff. He ran the office like a smoothly oiled machine, employing new systems and communication means that errors rarely happened in different departments.
WE genuinely feared the day he would leave the company to open that store. They tried to bride him by offering to pay his entire college career and make him a head of any department he wanted, or even officially give him Mr. Wayne's PA position but Danny insisted he wanted to open his store someday.
A plan was hatched by a low-level intern who had personally seen Danny take minutes with an invisible-ink pen and black light at his interview, only to witness the man fight for his right to have a paid internship and full benefits.
He mentioned how convient it was that Danny was close to every member of the Waynes. Yes. Bruce Wayne made it clear he would not be adopting the boy seeing as he was too old for that but what if....they ensured Danny stayed with WE if they made it the family bussiness?
Danny could still be a Wayne. They just had to get him to marry into the family, and WE could keep the embodiment of an office employee forever.
His idea spread through the company like wild fire, and not long, every single person who's checks were signed by Bruce Wayne was gunning for a chance to give Danny and a Wayne a wedding.
(Unknown to them, Danny is the hero Phantom, who, upon learning Batman's ID, instantly asked to work for him in an office setting because he wanted to open a stationery shop one day. Feeling blackmailed, Bruce allowed it, thinking he would catch Danny lacking, only to....find out the kid genuinely loved his job? And was good at it?
His kids are close to him as fellow vigilantes and are unaware of the WE employee's goal.
Danny just really likes Office Supplies. It might have something to do with his Ghost Obsession changing, or it's a Specail interest. He doesn't really care for the reason)
DCxDP fanfic Idea: Marriage trap the Office supplier!
Danny had developed an appreciation for office supplies. He didn't know where it came from; just that one day, as he was cleaning his parents' office, he noticed their invoices and Order forms were out of order, so he chose to organize the binders.
It was just to make things easier to find the information when Tax season came around, but he found a strange joy in locating the correct stamps to mark each form.
Approved with a little thumbs up.
E-mailed with a flying envelope.
Entered with a little arrow.
Scanned with a picture of a scanning machine. Completed with a little check mark. Even the Cancelled and its accompanying x-out circle made him feel giggly.
Before long, Danny went hunting from some dividers and was excited to assign colors to certain tasks. He even made sure to separate everything by the order in which it was completed. By the time he was done, he realized he had no more use for his stamps, so he chose to go about the rest of the office.
He did not sleep that night. The next morning, the Fentons woke to their office lab in its best state since they had moved in. Everything had a place, and everything was neat and tidy with Danny happily explaining his organization system- all written down and marked on colorful legal pads he found shoved in a box.
Since then, Danny would excitably talk about the newest pen, sticky note, paperclips, or paper clamps he had found. Often, they were in strange shapes- "Look, Dad, these are sticky notes shaped like toast inside a Toaster holder!"- and no one could tell why it bought him such joy.
Even desk organizers excited him, often seen changing up his things every once in a while with new highlighters or traveling pens. His two best friends were often spotted walking behind Danny at any store within a fifty-mile radius of Amity Park that sold office supplies.
But that meant no one was surprised when Danny eagerly announced he would work in an office until he had enough money to open his own stationery store. What was surprising was that Danny somehow managed to find a job at Wayne Enterprise right out of high school as an office admin assistant.
A high-ranked one. He was the right-hand man to Bruce Wayne himself, working as a personal assistant then anyhting else.
It was clear across state lines no one knows how Danny even managed to land an interview since Mr. Wayne asked for at least a bachelor in office management to even apply or that Danny seemed unworried about living in a crime-infested city working for the man that was target a lot due to his wealth.
Danny only talked about all the superb brands of pens and notepads he would get with his new salary.
What was more shocking was how efficant Danny was at his job. He breezed through his work like a pro, getting Mr. Wayne on time every time (no one knows how) and cheerfully gaining the approval of the board.
Danny often stepped in for Mr. Wayne, Mr. Wayne-Drake or Mr. Fox, quietly becoming known as "Third-in-Comand" at WE despite the fact everyone knew him as "just the admin assistant"
He was also known for being very excited to show his desk to the office, covered in cute or interesting supplies from around the world. He spent hours schooling through websites and making wishlists of things he wanted to buy and try out.
Danny Fenton was a gift among the staff. He ran the office like a smoothly oiled machine, employing new systems and communication means that errors rarely happened in different departments.
WE genuinely feared the day he would leave the company to open that store. They tried to bride him by offering to pay his entire college career and make him a head of any department he wanted, or even officially give him Mr. Wayne's PA position but Danny insisted he wanted to open his store someday.
A plan was hatched by a low-level intern who had personally seen Danny take minutes with an invisible-ink pen and black light at his interview, only to witness the man fight for his right to have a paid internship and full benefits.
He mentioned how convient it was that Danny was close to every member of the Waynes. Yes. Bruce Wayne made it clear he would not be adopting the boy seeing as he was too old for that but what if....they ensured Danny stayed with WE if they made it the family bussiness?
Danny could still be a Wayne. They just had to get him to marry into the family, and WE could keep the embodiment of an office employee forever.
His idea spread through the company like wild fire, and not long, every single person who's checks were signed by Bruce Wayne was gunning for a chance to give Danny and a Wayne a wedding.
(Unknown to them, Danny is the hero Phantom, who, upon learning Batman's ID, instantly asked to work for him in an office setting because he wanted to open a stationery shop one day. Feeling blackmailed, Bruce allowed it, thinking he would catch Danny lacking, only to....find out the kid genuinely loved his job? And was good at it?
His kids are close to him as fellow vigilantes and are unaware of the WE employee's goal.
Danny just really likes Office Supplies. It might have something to do with his Ghost Obsession changing, or it's a Specail interest. He doesn't really care for the reason)
I'm obsessed with the idea that Tim Drake is the son of Hermes (with a high probability of ascending to godhood), and I don't mean that everyone in the Bat-family has some divinity in them, NO, I mean that Tim is the son of Hermes who, through Hermes' own carelessness, ended up with the Bat-family when Jack and Janet died, when Hermes' initial plan was that, as soon as Tim's human parents died, he would claim him and take him with him, but because some... things happened, Hermes got very busy and didn't have time to take Tim, and when he did, his son had already been claimed by ANOTHER family.
Now, the gods of Olympus began to tire of Hermes' constant complaints and tantrums, so they started making plans to accelerate Tim's ascension to divinity, which, of course, ended up causing havoc in the human world, havoc that, for some reason, only Tim manages to solve (maybe Wonder Woman knows what's going on?), the worst comes (for Tim, the human world, and the gods) when they make the mistake of releasing Fright Knight on Halloween night (which is when he is most powerful) with instructions to cause the most chilling night of all, and not to stop until Tim manages to defeat him or dies.
Tim defeats him, but also dies (oddly enough, not from Fright Knight, but from all the accumulated stress), which ends up causing him to finally ascend to divinity... Hermes is furious (it turns out they did EVERYTHING behind his back) because they literally caused his son so much stress that they ended up killing him. Now he has to explain to his son what was happening and why he can no longer be permanently with his mortal family. Hermes knows his son (he spent years stalking him), he knows that hell is coming.
But now Fright Knight is in the mix. Why? Because seeing Tim in battle, refusing to fall until his victory was confirmed, he fell completely in love with him. He literally saw him die and immediately ascend to godhood. And it turns out the Olympian gods promised Fright Knight a reward of his choosing if he perfectly fulfilled his mission. Guess what he wants? Tim. Fright Knight demands Tim as his reward, saying he won't stop attacking the human realm and everything connected to the gods until they deliver his "beloved." And Danny (the current Ghost King) isn't doing anything about it because by this point he's been dead for a very long time (and I mean a VERY long time), and his morality is more ghostly than human. Besides, deals are a fundamental part of the culture of the Infinite Realms.
So everything is a disaster for the gods, for Tim, and for humans (except for the inhabitants of the Infinite Realms, they are delighted with all the drama).
Hi, Hello👋 How are you guys doing ♪～(´ε｀ ) I have been so busy that I have forgotten to post the new drabbles here 😅 I'm posting the Ao3 link first then I'll post the contents at a later time once I have the chance ♡(ӦｖӦ｡)
Link to the previous drabbles #older brother Damian au
Have nice day everyone (*˘︶˘*).｡*♡
Drabble 7
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
Drabble 8
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the
Organization for Transformative Works
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.
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