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Lady Gotham wants her new princeling and her favorite knight to meet. At her request Danny goes to purify the bay while her Jason just so happens to be in the area. Maybe they could help each other out?
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Jason: Well Danny, we’ve eaten what brings you here?
Danny got a far away look in his eyes, he suddenly looked more exhausted than Jason had ever seen Tim almost…. Haunted.
Danny: I need 2 favors. 1. Could I stay the night with you? I felt the most rested in the morgue with you than I’ve felt in years. 2. I don't know how much Lady Gotham told you but I have a responsibility to keep our, my people safe. I’m doing an exposé with the Daily Planet on a threat to us. It’s my role as King to remove as many threats as possible. I need to stay in the human realm to monitor any fallout. Lady Gotham was the one who recommended asking you. I’m sure the handsomest crime lord has a safe house or two. I don’t need protection or anything else, just a place I can use.
Jason let out a low whistle. Fuck ok. We will skip over that protection thing for now. What is this threat? What is your timeline?
Danny: The threat is the Fentons. They ripped a portal to the Infinite Realms. The lab contains so many safety hazards. They have created technology that harms our kind. When I was injured, that was from one of their weapons. I’m meeting with reporter Clark Kent the day after tomorrow. I’ll be taking him to the location so he can see it in person and then we will go from there.
Jason could feel the pits simmering barely under the surface. They were the ones who injured his Siren. They must be made to pay. What is your goal?
Danny: Just keeping my subjects safe. They do not deserve to be torn apart molecule by molecule.
Jason: What about the Meta laws? Do they cover us?
Danny hung his head and crossed his arms tightly across his chest.
Danny: That is a whole ‘nother can of worms. Between that fucking “government” agency, and being ignored by the Justice Leauge, we are working on those too but starting with the most immediate threat.
Jason: Whoa. Ok let’s start with you staying here this is one of the nicer of my places. Crash here tonight and then move in tomorrow? I can stop by with groceries. Do you need a disguise?
Danny: Yes, thank you I’ll take you up on this place especially since it comes with brownies and a handsome man bringing home the bacon. Danny winked. Don’t worry about a disguise, I can shapeshift a little. Danny then changed to a young man with auburn hair tied into a pony tail over one shoulder, with mint green eyes, and freckles that looked suspiciously like constellations. Jason had an urge to see the rest of the constellation that dipped below his collar bone.
Jason: Ok, since we are similar you’ve gotta show me that trick!
Danny: Yes, as payment for a place to stay I was going to give you some lessons now that gunk is less active you should be able to start accessing your powers. Could I maybe move in tomorrow? I’d like to settle my stuff in before everything goes to hell.
Jason: Yeah sure. Here are the keys. You can of course come and go as you please but here is my number just in case something else comes up.
Danny: Thanks. This was one of the last pieces that I needed to get done. Ah but before I forget….
Danny took the ring from his finger and placed it on Jason’s left thumb. The ice ring shimmered and sized itself. Jason was shocked to feel how natural it was as though it was always meant to be there. Besides the pleasant chill he could feel the pits almost disappear.
Danny: You’ll need a few more treatments but this should help. You are able to remove it whenever you like so don’t feel obligated if you don’t like it.
Jason stared at the ring and it turned darker like the night sky and Danny’s power an aurora that was woven throughout.
Danny: Amazing you were able to alter it to fit you and your style! You are getting a hang of your power without me explaining anything. It looks great. I can explain more when it isn’t so late, but this is the first step to learning to change your appearance.
Jason: How about we watch a movie before bed? Jason was hoping to give him just a little bit of reprieve from all this, as well as give himself time to process everything he heard. Danny sat next to him on the couch. The Hobbit barely started and the dwarves were singing about their lost home when Danny started to nod off. Head dipping lower and lower exhaustion etched itself deep into this young king. Jason leaned close and murmured You’re safe here. I’ll keep you safe. It was with those magic words that Danny’s body went limp like a puppet’s strings were cut. Jason caught him and took him to the bedroom. This wasn’t exactly what he had pictured when he thought of whisking his Siren off to bed. Jason got him tucked in and brushed the hair off of his face. Gently caressing his partner, Siren,.....King.
a/n: Hi there. I know it's been a bit. Happy New Year. Thank you for your patience. Life really be life-ing these days right? I wrote a bunch of this late at night and I've decided in my insomnia wisdom to just post not perfect. I'll come back to do more links, ect. later. <3
How can you read "I have love in me the likes of which you can scarcely imagine and rage the likes of which you would not believe. If I cannot satisfy the one, I will indulge the other" as a closeted teenager and not be changed on an atomic level because of it
Danny: Ok Jazz. I’ve had Tucker hack doorbell cameras as well as the CCTV downtown. We’ve also attached a small camera to the GAV that shows it crossing state lines.
Two take out boxes deep into his favorite lo-mein Danny start to explain the plan.
Danny: Mom and Dad are on location at LexCorp so we can safely enter the house. Tucker has already cloned the computer and we’ve backed up all of the blueprints. I helped him create a virus that will start by replacing numbers in their current calculations since the computer is linked to LexCorp we have a worm hiding in their mainframe gathering anything odd. Thank God Tuck thought to sweep for bugs. It looks like Lex is organized and a touch paranoid. He just didn’t take into account ghost being real and frying technology.
Jazz: I know Clark Kent has been working on trying to take down LexCorp for years.No wonder he has had such a tough time. We can send a few things to him as anonymous tip.
Danny: Great idea! I’m glad I came over. I missed my favorite big sis.
Danny: Yuck, don’t get all mushy with me. We’ve gotta get this planned out.
Jazz started adding to the white board all the ideas as well as a timeline for finally closing the portal and their parents reaching some consequences for their actions.
Jazz: OK so far we’ve got to release the info to the reporter 2 weeks before we actually shut down the portal so they can see it.The first tip will be anonymous and the second one Danny will be the informant since he is living there. Danny, do you want me to be the go between for you and Clark after I send in the second tip?
Danny: Naw, just give him my cell. I’ll see if I can sneak him into the lab. They’ve tightened up security since starting with Lex. They demanded to work at home claiming that they needed to stay for me. Like they even see me between the research and traveling to Metropolis. Anyway I can totally schedule him in between all of the other things I’ve got going on. Let’s hope he’s flexible.
Jazz: You know what, I'll just send an intro email now with introductions and contact info so we can set something up to give him the data in person.
Not two minutes after the intro email did his phone start ringing.
Danny: ? Yes, I do have info about LexCorp and some weapons. Lemme pull up my calendar. Oh you’re in the area? Sure we can meet. It’ll be me and my sister and we’ll tell you all we can, but we need a little time to get the hard evidence. Can we meet in 3 days? Great let me come to you. Is there a place I can meet you? At the Daily Planet? Sure I can make it. Lets do 3 o'clock your time. Alright. I'll see you then,
Danny hung up the phone to then see his sister's face lined with worry. Far too much for her to have to carry.
Jazz: Danny do you have someplace safe to be? Because the fallout will definitely point to you. GIW, LexCorp and Ancients know what else could come after you.
Danny: Yeah I know a guy. Just work on keeping yourself safe sis.
Jazz: You know I'm a worrier Danny. I can't help it. I gotta look out for my little brother.
Danny: Just focus on your research and stay away from Amity. If there is anything from your room you want let me know and I'll stash it in the void. Since we have a plan in place let's finish off dinner and get some of that sibling bonding in before the shit hits the fan.
They settled into watching cheesy horror movies starting to Sharknado and the Sharktopus.
Ok Jazz. I’ve had Tucker hack doorbell cameras as well as the CCTV downtown. We’ve also attached a small camera to the GAV that shows it crossing state lines.
Two take out boxes deep into his favorite lo-mein Danny start to explain the plan.
Mom and Dad are on location at LexCorp so we can safely enter the house. Tucker has already cloned the computer and we’ve backed up all of the blueprints. I helped him create a virus that will start by replacing numbers in their current calculations since the computer is linked to LexCorp we have a worm hiding in their mainframe gathering anything odd. Thank God Tuck thought to sweep for bugs. It looks like Lex is organized and a touch paranoid. He just didn’t take into account ghost being real and frying technology.
I know Clark Kent has been working on trying to take down LexCorp for years.No wonder he has had such a tough time. We can send a few things to him as anonymous tip.
Great idea! I’m glad I came over. I missed my favorite big sis.
Yuck, don’t get all mushy with me. We’ve gotta get this planned out.
Jazz started adding to the white board all the ideas as well as a timeline for finally closing the portal and their parents reaching some consequences for their actions.
OK so far we’ve got to release the info to the reporter 2 weeks before we actually shut down the portal so they can see it.The first tip will be anonymous and the second one Danny will be the informant since he is living there. Danny, do you want me to be the go between for you and Clark after I send in the second tip?
Naw, just give him my cell. I’ll see if I can sneak him into the lab. They’ve tightened up security since starting with Lex. They demanded to work at home claiming that they needed to stay for me. Like they even see me between the research and traveling to Metropolis. Anyway I can totally schedule him in between all of the other things I’ve got going on. Let’s hope he’s flexible.
You know what, I'll just send an intro email now with introductions and contact info so we can set something up to give him the data in person.
Not two minutes after the intro email did his phone start ringing.
Hello? Yes, I do have info about LexCorp and some weapons. Lemme pull up my calendar. Oh you’re in the area? Sure we can meet. It’ll be me and my sister and we’ll tell you all we can, but we need a little time to get the hard evidence. Can we meet in 3 days? Great let me come to you. Is there a place I can meet you? At the Daily Planet? Sure I can make it. Lets do 3 o'clock your time. Alright. I'll see you then,
Danny hung up the phone to then see his sister's face lined with worry. Far too much for her to have to carry.
Danny do you have someplace safe to be? Because the fallout will definitely point to you. GIW, LexCorp and Ancients know what else could come after you.
Yeah I know a guy. Just work on keeping yourself safe sis.
You know I'm a worrier Danny. I can't help it. I gotta look out for my little brother.
Just focus on your research and stay away from Amity. If there is anything from your room you want let me know and I'll stash it in the void. Since we have a plan in place let's finish off dinner and get some of that sibling bonding in before the shit hits the fan.
They settled into watching cheesy horror movies starting to Sharknado and the Sharktopus.
de-aged bruce wayne and the worlds most thrilling game of clue
Mini-Bruce stares at Tim, and hands him a doll.
“We are playing Detective Barbie,” he announces. “You can be Ken.”
Affection rises in his chest. He’s just so tiny. Some of the panic eases too. Barbies. He can play Barbies. “Is Ken the Watson to your Sherlock?”
“Ken is dead.”
Never mind. He barely resists the urge to groan. What is he supposed to do if he’s dead? He’s so bored. He can’t leave the room, he’s supposed to watch Bruce. And if he tries to take Bruce with him to a different room, he has no doubt the kid will slip him somehow.
He knows exactly what he’s doing, too. Trying to make it clear that Tim isn’t welcome. Welp, sorry, Mini-Bruce, but if your adult self couldn’t get rid of me, this eight year old version of you has absolutely zero chance.
Tim’s like a termite. He has gotten in the foundations of the house, and there is no getting him out. Still, he doesn’t want to just be playing Dead Ken.
“Counter offer,” he suggests, and Bruce stares at him flatly. God, it’s weird how much like Damian he looks. Not that adult Bruce doesn’t share a resemblance, but it’s even more obvious when the baby fat hasn’t faded to a sharp, square jawline and five o’clock shadow. They’re not identical, different shapes to the nose, different eyes, but the scowl he’s leveling at Tim sends him right back to when Damian first moved in. “I play the murderer.”
Ha! It was barely there, but he caught it. A small flicker of interest in Bruce’s eyes.
“That sounds dumb,” he scoffs, but it’s too late. Tim has smelled blood in the water, and he’ll press his advantage until Bruce has no other choice but to let him win. He’s not too good to use the same tactics he uses for Ra’s and the board of Wayne Enterprises on an eight year old. “How would that even work?”
“I’m so glad you asked.”
He has Bruce blindfolded with a pair of bat-grade noise canceling headphones on in the center of the room, and goes to work picking out props and setting clues around the dollhouse.
He lays Ken in the middle of the mock police tape (the decorative stuff that seemed to spawn in every artsy girl’s pencil pouch in school but never actually stuck to anything) and spends a few minutes contemplating which Barbie he wants to use as the murderer.
No offense to Ken, but there was only one in the bucket. Plus Tim really wanted to be Barbie.
“Are you done yet?” Bruce complains loudly. Tim flicks him in the back of the head, since he wouldn’t be able to hear his response anyways. “Hey!”
Tim pulls one of the headphones off his ear. “Patience, padawan. I’m wrapping it up.”
Bruce huffs, but settles again.
It’s all worth it when Tim has him finally take the stuff off, and Bruce’s eyes widen with excitement as soon as the blindfold falls away.
It’s almost like a Cluedo setup in the dream house, with several possible murder weapons strewn about, different suspects in different rooms, and Ken laying face down the middle of the kitchen.
“There’s been a murder,” Tim announces gravely as Bruce whips his head around to him. “Your goal is to figure out which Barbie is responsible for the death of Kensworth Footsworth, a wealthy heir of a washing machine company. There are seven possible suspects, each with their own motives-“ he pulls out the informational cards he made with a grin “-and alibis. One of these cards also has a description of the victims injuries. Your goal is to figure out the perpetrator, the murder weapon, and the motive. You get three hints. I will be acting as the different suspects, trying to throw you off the scent.”
Could they have just played Clue? Probably, but the 3D aspect of things is kind of exciting. Tim is actually really looking forward to this.
Bruce just stares at him. “Kensworth Footsworth is a stupid name.”
“Maybe that’s why the perp killed him.” Tim’s smile slowly fades as Bruce just keeps staring at him, expressionless. “We don’t, uh, have to play if you don’t want to. Obviously. I just thought it might be fun like this…”
Bruce finally looks away, something flickering over his face. “It’s fine. We can play. But you’d better not go easy on me!”
Tim smiles again, a little more strained. “Great!”
An hour later, Tim thinks this may be the most fun he’s ever had. Bruce is actually smiling. A real, bonafide, ear-to-ear grin that hasn’t shown up the whole time he’s been de-aged. It’s somehow the same and completely different from older Bruce’s smile, the one Tim always feels so proud of whenever he’s the one to make it appear. It still invokes the same feeling from an eight year old, apparently.
Bruce slams a character card down, beaming. “I’ve got it! It was Balloon Beauty Barbie, in the kitchen, with the stiletto!”
“And why did she do it?”
“Because Kensworth Footsworth stole her rightful place as heir, and she’s still next in line for the fortune when he dies!”
“Yes!” He jumps to his feet, raising his hand for a high-five. “Dude, you got it! That’s awesome!”
Bruce bounces on the balls of his feet, eyes lit up with a child-like eagerness that is still so weird to see on his dad. Tim would do pretty much anything to keep it there, probably.
“We’ve gotta celebrate,” he decides. “Do you like ice cream? I think we have ice cream in the freezer.” They always have ice cream in the freezer.
He’s being dragged out of the room before he even finishes his sentence.
“Alfie!” Bruce shouts as soon as they enter the kitchen. “I won detectives!”
The butler turns around, and his eyes widen slightly at Bruce’s beaming face before the boy collides with his leg. They both stumble from the force of it. Bruce seems caught off guard by this, but Alfred steadies them quickly enough that Tim doesn’t have to keep them from falling over.
“Is that so?” He asks, hand coming down to brush his fingers through Bruce’s hair. The questioning glance he sends Tim is full of affection and something he doesn’t know how to name. Gratitude, maybe, but he doesn’t know why.
“Tim showed me this game you can play with the Barbies, where you start out blindfolded and the other person makes cards and there’s a dead body and a bunch of weapons—“
“Oh?” The next look he shoots Tim is a little less fond. He smiles sheepishly.
“I basically made Clue into a 3D Barbie game,” he explains.
“It was Ballon Beauty Barbie, in the kitchen, with a stiletto,” Bruce recites dutifully. “Alfie, we need to play! It’s kind of like your spy games!”
“Spy games?”
“Master Bruce has always enjoyed mysteries, as I’m sure you’ve figured out by now.”
“I hadn't seen young Master Bruce smile like that since…” Alfred trails off, then shakes himself briskly and turns a fond smile onto Tim. “You boys have always been very good at showing him the light in the darkness.”
“You know me, Alfred,” Tim says. “It’s what I’m here for.”
Bruce walked to the camera, smiling as he opened wide his arms to hug the camera. "Welcome to the Wayne manor."
Bruce solo camera: "hi, it's Bruce Wayne. uh, Billionaire, philanthropist, you name it all. i can be anyone, anywhere, any time."
interviewer: "including Batman?"
Bruce: "Batman? oh dear, this ain't a baseball game sweet heart, no one brings a bat inside this house except for beating a burglar."
interviewer: "so, what about this reality show?"
Bruce, playfully brushed the camera: "oh, keeping up with the Waynes? come on, everyone in Gotham is dying to know how i live, what do i do now? you know, i was a sad, wet kitten when my parents died, and people wanna know if I'm suffering."
Bruce: "well, i was suffering, but now i am a better man. i even adopted a child that had the same fate as i. dead parents, not rich and gorgeous."
camera switch to a 9 years old Dick.
Dick: "h-hi, I'm 9 and i love pizza!"
Bruce, behind the camera: "you forgot your name, chum."
Dick: "oh! my name is Richard Grayson but the other kids in the orphanage call me Dick."
camera turned to Bruce,
Bruce: "well, children can be cruel."
..
Bruce: "well, we usually do our morning with a simple routine like morning work out together.."
cut to Bruce yelling at Dick that's on top of a big tree.
Bruce: "I'm gonna count to three, if you don't bring your ass here, I'm gonna cut this tree off and float you with it!"
Dick: "you can't even lift a dumbbell how are you gonna lift a chainsaw, old man?!"
Bruce: *turn on the chainsaw gear.* "that's it, you're grounded!"
cut to solo cam Bruce again: "... or gardening together, you know.. watering the plants."
cut to Dick walking in Bruce's garden.
Bruce, yelling from the 2nd floor: "get out of my garden!"
Dick, yelling back: "I'm gonna shit in your garden!"
Bruce: "do it! i dare you!"
Dick, pulling down his pants.
Bruce: "ALFRED!!"
Alfred solo camera, with Bruce running chasing Dick in the background: "I'm Alfred, Master Bruce's butler since he's in diaper. and yeah, since master Dick coming to live with us the manor seems to be more.. lively."
..
Bruce, panicking because he can't find his tie and he needs to attend Gala: "i put it on the table and did not touch it at all! i promised!"
Alfred: "well, seems like our little acrobat is already taking a liking to your tie, master Bruce."
Dick, hanging on the chandelier with Bruce's tie: "wahoo-!"
Bruce: "Dick, get back down here! i need that tie!"
Dick: "catch me if you can, old man!"
Bruce: "Dick, it's Gucci!"
..
Bruce solo camera: "well, that's for today. i love my son with all my heart and thank you for watching. see you later, bye!"
Dick came as the camera faded and ending music started playing: "Bruce, I threw up."
It has been two weeks since Danny went to the Far Frozen. He had been slammed with finals and setting up sabotage for the lab. Danny missed his Shadow. He hoped that two weeks wasn’t too long to go in between purifying whatever gunked up ecto. Finally he was able to go back to the bay. Fiddling with the ring and a small flutter of something in his heart he opened a portal straight to the bay. Lady Gotham granted him permission to enter her borders. Technically he could order her to but that would just be rude. He didn’t see his Shadow; but he knew he’d be there. Lady Gotham was thrilled he returned and promptly went to inform her knight. While he was waiting Danny started to hum which lead him into a song that might have been a little more hopeful than the melancholy that his wail was known for. Slowly he gathered and soothed the souls from the bay. He then let them absorb into the sand. When he turned his Shadow was right there.
I haven’t seen you around. You doing alright?
His Siren was here and looked more worn than the last time he saw him going into the tundra, and he was injured then. No visible signs of injury. Jason didn’t want to admit how anxious he’d been the past two weeks. It wasn’t anxiety… it couldn’t be. It must’ve just been the pit rage, because of the full moon, or, because Mercury was in retrograde. Actually, maybe that’s why his Siren had eye bags that looked like they packed for a 3 month backpacking tour of Europe.
I’m up and out of bed. You?
Not gonna lie the pit rage is simmering under my skin.
Let’s take care of that first. This will be easier if I hold your hands. May I?
Jay quickly put his hands in Danny’s. He would’ve felt more shy holding this hot guy’s hands but he barely had the rage on a leash. He felt the shock of cold from what looked like a ring of ice. Danny felt him flinch.
Oh yeah! Remind me to give it to you after. This will hopefully purify you while I’m away.
You’re gonna be gone a while?
It shouldn’t be for too long. Actually I was gonna ask for a trade. A favor for a favor?
Danny hummed in between sentences. Slowly purifying that ecto from Gotham’s Knight.
I’ve already patched you up a few times. What kind of favor do you need?
Let’s purify you first and then you’re gonna take me back to your place and feed me and tell me I’m pretty. We’ll swing by any take- out place that’s open.
Back to my place huh? You’re in luck. I've got some leftovers, no need to get take-out.
Your food doesn’t fly right?
Umm no my food doesn’t fly. One eyebrow arched above the domino mask.
Perfect. I don’t have it in me to fight food today. Look the faster I get this done the faster I can get some food that doesn’t require so many extra steps.
I’m sure that's some kind of story.
Yeah, and I’ll tell you about it another time.
Danny moved to a soft lullaby, lowering his eyes to concentrate. Unconsciously, he rubbed his thumbs across Jason’s hands the strokes keeping time with the song.
Los pollitos dicen pio… pio… pio.
Jason started to fiercely blush. He didn’t sing that often anymore and he was just trying to comfort his mysterious Siren, give him a song that wasn’t so full of sorrow or pain. This young man who talked to Lady Gotham, who while calming the pit of rage within, snuck himself into his heart. While he struggled to admit it he fell for his Siren the when the haunting melody first echoed across the bay. He fought the urge to pull away. His domino isn’t providing enough of a shield between himself and these feelings.
Danny pulled as much of that gross ecto out as he could. Giving Jason’s hands a quick squeeze, he let go and looked up.
Ready? I’m starving. Can I ride doubles with you?
Uh, sure, yeah you can. I’ve got an extra helmet in my bike bags.
Jason led them to his motorcycle.
Can you officially give me permission to enter your haunt?
Sure how do I do that?
When we get to the edge of Crime Alley say I grant guest rights to Phantom
Easy enough. The drive should only take 15 minutes. Sit behind me and hold on tight.
Danny climbed up behind Jason and scooted so he was as flush with his Shadow’s back. He was trying to calm himself down before this large reveal. He had been planning it so long that saying it out loud would make it all the more real. He relaxed into his Shadow’s back feeling safe.
It was a short trip with a brief pit stop when they stopped to let Danny in officially.
I grant guest rights to Phantom.
Red Hood said nothing when after he spoke the words there was a red shimmer that drifted down his Siren. His voice felt weird and powerful with those words, it must be some kind of magic. He parked in front of an apartment building.
Let’s see what he’s got to say.
Danny whistled. Not often you see so many flower boxes this deep in the city; especially with what looked to be thriving plants.
Poison Ivy comes around and helps keep them living their best little plant lives.
Jason led the way up flights of stairs to an apartment in the back. In front of the door was a little lunch pail with a note.
Thank you for last week ~ Marisol
OOhhh a love note!
Yeah right. Mrs. Morales is 83 and I helped get an air conditioner installed for her to get ready for summer.
What a boy scout!
Yeah, yeah. Get inside and we can see what delicious thing she left.
Danny was surprised at how homey the apartment was with so little inside.
Go ahead and sit at the table. It looks like she gave us some brownies and I’ve got some Indian food in the fridge.
Danny sat and started fiddling with the ring nervously. There was so much to say and no time. Well that just means it’s time to fake confidence. Like this is something he does all the time.
Jason brought the plates to the table.
Will this be enough for you?
Yes, but it will be easier to eat like this.
There was a quick flash of light and where his Siren was there sat a lanky, pale, black haired young man looking at him shyly through thick black lashes.. When he looked closer Jason saw a glowing green swirl through ice blue eyes.
Let’s get to it before the food get’s cold. I’ll tell you more over brownies. Why I’m about to tell you is because Lady Gotham trusts you, … I trust you. Danny rushed, You’ve saved my ass a couple of times and I’m going to need to rely on you a bit for this next part. Is that ok? If it’s too much trouble I’ve got a plan B all worked out.
Jason was stunned to realize that he won his trust so easily, and to see his Siren human. He hesitated a little but then Alright let’s get to eating so you can explain.
Am I ok like this?
Sure, as long as it isn’t uncomfortable for you. Just enjoy the meal.
They tucked into their food. The silence was comfortable. Each man slowly started to relax. Once they were done with the main course Jason picked up the plates and went into the kitchen for brownies. As soon as he got back to the table he purposefully set the brownies down.
Before you begin it’s only fair since you showed me yours I should show you mine.
He brought his hands up to the domino mask and took it off.
Danny tried not to gawk at the warm deep blue eyes that were lightly ringed in green. He knew his Shadow was handsome but damn.
Hi, I'm Danny.
Hi Danny, I'm Jason.
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Danny rips the petals apart, even this slight burst of energy is wearing him out. The soft velvet not providing the satisfaction of destruction his anger craved.
It wasn't supposed to be like this! From being so lonely and barely coping with what he had seen and being ripped from everything he knew to being surrounded by strangers who barely trusted him. While Danny could hide the petals now he couldn't get rid of the scent. Danny didn't realize until sitting next to Tim and he asked where he got that lovely rose perfume. Danny turned to him shocked. What do you mean? I mean that light rose sent you have. Did you change shampoos or something? Umm.... yeah... it is a smell from home. Sorry I didn't realize that it was noticeable. No it's alright the smell reminds me of the rose bushes my family used to have.
Danny couldn't figure out how to hide the little rose buds he was coughing up. He settled for putting them in his socks and decided he needed a plan to get to the Far Frozen. His voice is raw and he body heavy he slowly made his way to Bruce's study.
Please he started to beg. Please Mr. Wayne let me get to my family doctor I think he might know why this cold has lasted this long.
You have a family doctor?! Why didn't you mention this before.
I thought that this cold would clear by then. Danny sagged deeper into the chair waiting for the yelling to start.
Seeing the boy bracing made Bruce wonder if he was expecting to be hit.
Hey there chum he started softly. We don't like seeing you so sick. You haven't told us much about yourself and we just want to make sure you get some help.
it's ok. I can take myself since my doctor is a bit magical.
Oh magic! No problem. Let me bring Justice League Dark members Zatanna or John Constantine to help us get there.
No! No! Danny started before breaking into a cough that stole his breathe. I can go myself he wheezed.
Danny you barely made it to me. I'll call them and someone will come right over. In the meantime let's get you back to bed.
Danny was so frustrated! He could fix this so quickly if they would only let him. Bruce had some over and slung Danny's arm behind his head and took on most of Danny's weight. At a loss for what else he could do but wait. Danny allowed himself to be taken to his room to wait for whoever Bruce called to show up.
Inspired by the prompt written by @queeniewithabeanie
Dpxdc Prompt #27
Turns out ghosts have their own fucked up version of Hanahaki. Instead of being a result of unrequited love, ghosts will s
This one has bitten me and shook me like a rag doll. No idea how far this one will go.
Danny hated the wet splat of the petals as they hit the sink. Luckily it looked like he was still at 3 petals. He could do this. He has a new family and everything was perfect.
Ancients! Clockwork, you fucking.... Danny murmured as he quickly tried to clean this up before someone came looking for him. Why? Why did this have to happen now? He was trying to fulfill his Obsession. Apparently volunteering as a crossing guard for kids on the way to school wasn't enough. He supposed that it was enough to delay a few of the more obvious symptoms. When he started coughing he wore a mask. Told everyone it was a minor cold going around the kids and he didn't want to get them sick.
Danny was near tears with how frustrating this all was. He found a wonderful family. They accepted him for him. Well most of him. His human half. They almost babied him with how overprotective they are. Bruce wanted his senior year to be as average as possible most likely to offset how the rest of his high school career.
Who knew sleep and non-flying meals could work wonders and make school feel that much easier. His core had settled living in a town with a healthy vigilante population. He didn't have to worry about being a hero. He did try to help out here and there but was brushed off because they thought he was a meta. Nope no meta here just a guy who portals through dimensions to run from his problems.
Everything would've be fine if he hadn't found out. He knew the family seemed to have many late nights. Bruce and Tim he could understand running a international company would take lots of time. He just didn't know why the others were often gone. There were a few promises that got broken but that is such a small price to pay being so safe and card for. But then he saw who they really were. The bandages were a huge flag. An entire family couldn't be that clumsy and the house didn't have the tension of abuse. And then he saw the clock ajar. Opening it and heading down the stairs he marveled at the cavern it opened into.
As soon as he locked eyes with Nightwing the older man seemed to shriek.
If you are requiring help with another spider you could've just said so. said Robin.
He would recognize that speech pattern anywhere. It was Damian!
No! Look! Nightwing pointed at Danny.
Everything froze. Danny wasn't sure what to do.
Hey guys sorry! I shoulda known frootloops always have bat shit basements. He suppressed nervous laughter from his pun.
Chum! I didn't want you to find out like this.
Not a problem. Danny turned on a heel and sped as fast as he could without seeming anything other than human.
Everyone did their best to race after him. He heard a jumble.
Wait-
No, it's ok he needed to know-
NOT LIKE THIS he didn't.
All the better. We will no longer have to hide our clothes or come up with excuses.
Shut UP Dami!
The next bit blurred as they wanted to verify that he was ok with what he had just learned. He didn't need to be a vigilante.
No I just get to sit here sick with worry each time you all go out.
Let me join in. I can help.
All Robin training is a mandatory 6 months before we let you join us on the streets.
But really I know how-
Bruce interrupted. It doesn't matter what you used to have to do. We just want to make sure that you are being safe. Corned people tend to lash out. We want you prepared ok?
Danny drooped his head. Yes, he mumbled.
Frostbite had said to not abstain from his Obsession. He warned Danny that if he did no matter the reason he could get very sick. It was hard to reverse what happened. This illness is called Briar. It starts with you coughing up the petals and flowers of the thorny vines that will grow to constrict his core. The more flowers the tighter the vines. Some said that when the vines tighten it makes you relive your death.
But that stuff couldn't happen to a halfa right?
Young One we do not know that your biology is. Most of the texts surrounding halfas were destroyed when Pariah Dark ascended the throne. He had be given a prophecy that a halfa would End him so he decided to destroy them first. Anyway we are learning as we go with you. If you experience any of those return here right away!
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Danny’s cough got worse. Bruce was concerned that his newest child is sick and nothing they’ve tried at home seems to help. He wasn’t running a fever, but he was weak and seemed to have a hard time catching his breath. Bruce offered to take him to a doctor. Danny seemed really resistant to going. He just kept saying that he was fine and that this cold would blow over soon. Bruce wasn’t buying it, a cold wouldn’t keep him looking white as a sheet and weak. Bruce decided to tell Danny that he wasn’t allowed to train at all until he was feeling better and he wasn’t getting so winded. That was enough to have Danny begrudging give his consent to be treated at a doctor’s office. The first office they took him to he had a panic attack. Something about the white walls and the strong smell of antiseptic. They knew he was sensitive about the smell of antiseptic as he always steered clear of the med bay claiming it was used too much as a kid and brought back bad memories.
Bruce usually knew how to handle most situations that didn’t involve talking about feelings. Somehow Danny always had him on his back foot. He couldn’t predict how Danny would react to situations. Death didn’t seem to bother him but a doctor’s office did. These little puzzle pieces did give a hint to a very disturbing past for his young charge. He didn’t want to pry and this probably was just a really nasty cough and Danny would feel better soon. He seemed so eager to join in the family’s night time activities but before they could really train him this cold came on. His other kids were also worried about the new black haired blue eyed teen.
Dick was doing his best to not hover and to stay in Bludhaven. Tim tried to get Danny to relax a little and play some video games. Jason was making a few more visits to the manor, somehow he and Danny got on like a house fire. Damian also seemed to enjoy the newcomer and not see him as an immediate threat. The other kids seemed to be able to get him to act like a kid again. But there were those rare moments that Bruce caught where Danny looked haunted. Who knew what happened before this boy was dropped on his doorstep. He seemed to suddenly drop into existence on the doorstop. The cameras glitched as well. No matter how Barbra or Tim worked the video it was the same. Nothing one minute, then a scrawny teen that was prime adoption bait with tears streaming down his face. Bruce decided one more week and if he was any worse He’d take him to Leslie. Luckily, her clinic while impeccably cleaned never smelled of antiseptic. Normally Bruce would push harder but the mystery of how Danny came to be was taking up a lot of their time. There had been a similar case in Brazil and he sent Cass, Steph, and Duke to check it out. The report there said it was a 5 year old girl who just was dropped off on the doorstep of a well known family who besides being rich was known to care for orphans.