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[stealingyourbones]

Short DPXDC Prompts #501

Danny far too casually describes how to properly dissect someone while the batfam is listening.

[nerdpoe]

Jason was actually working with the Bats, fuck him.

He was in some rundown bar, pretending to be drunk, with a comm in his ear that would not stop nagging him about proper undercover protocol.

He got that Dick was paranoid when it came to undercover work, he really did, but for fucks sake he knew what he was doing.

"-And you need to make sure you listen without looking like your paying attention to them at all, getting yourself involved with another conversation is best, but don't actually get involved in it-" "-Literally getting an autopsy was better than this." Jason sighed, knocking back his shot and reaching for the other.

"Nah, dissection is worse," The bartender disagreed, scaring the shit out of Jason. The man had literally no presence, Jason hadn't noticed him at all.

"They're the same fuckin' thing," Jason said warily, accidentally falling into the trap Dick had just been warning him about. He was no longer paying attention to the target.

"Is it? One is to find out how you died, the other is to find out how you work. An Autopsy is a tox screen and organ inspection on a corpse that can't feel it. A dissection is pinning the subject down, keeping them alive so you can watch the organs function, and peeling back the skin on their arms and legs to investigate how the tendons and ligaments work in tandem with the muscles." The bartender said all of that so casually, almost bored as he poured Jason another shot and gently placed it in front of him.

Jason didn't reach for it.

He was too focused on the strange scars that flashed at him from beneath the man's sleeve.

"So dissection is worse," the bartender concluded, leaning in close enough that Jason fought the urge to lean away. "And the guys in the corner are talking about warehouse 21A off of 54th. The driver was just complaining of a migraine, and their leader has had way more to drink than he should have, mister undercover cop."

With that, the bartender stood up and went to the other side of the bar, answering calls for more refills.

[moss-covered-thoughts]

LOVE LOVE LVOE THIS SO MUCH FOR SO MANY REAONS

1 low-key but competent AF Danny

2 haaaa super hearing go brr

3 110% this would terrify the fuck out the bats

4 Jason being shook and immediately pulls out his phone to text them (can't answer over comms) -- new target whatever the hell this guy is

[zylev-blog]

After relaying the information to the bats, Jason decides to get to know the bartender. 12 hours and several state lines away, neither Jason or Danny remember how much chaos they caused. Turns out, they only share one brain cell when together; and neither of them had it last night. Jason’s comm was found somewhere in Michigan, and Danny lost his phone in Wisconsin. But they both woke up in a random field in Kansas with no memory of getting there.

[sonaiyas]

Jon & Martha Kent, calling Clark after quickly figuring out those were not normal people in their back pasture: "Black hair, blue eyes. Do these belong to a friend of yours?"

[moodycow210]

Ma *on the phone to clark*: Bruce really needs to let us know to expect company - he knows we’re happy to host anytime but a bit of warning is always appreciated

Clark: ma you can’t just blame Bruce every time a person with black hair and blue eyes show up under weird circum… *tuning into the heartbeats around the Kent farm* no wait that’s Bruce’s second son Jason *sighs*

Ma: I’m not senile yet Clark I have two eyes and know Damien’s brothers…

*Danny forgets himself due to the hangover and floats in view of ma and pa to get up off his back*

Ma: … dear are you sure one of them isn’t yours? And if they are you have some explaining to do about why we haven’t heard about our third grandchild until now

Clark: *bluescreening* whoever he is needs an ambulance - that’s the slowest heart rate I have ever heard on a person

[angryraptor13]

Danny: M'not all human, heart rate's normal for me. Can someone turn off the sun? 'S too briiiight 😭

Jason: Ow. Do I wanna know where these bruises came from?

Danny: Oh, I gotchu buddy. *conjures ice over the bruises*

[ailithnight]

While neither of them remember it, there were at least 7 drunken ghost brawls that night. One of them was definitely with Vlad. Another one was with Pandora. Jason's last message to the others before ditching his comm was "Gonna follow a dead guy into hell now, bye!"

Whatever the Bats had been tracking to send Jason undercover for has long since been set aside in favor of searching for him.

Jason eventually sobers up enough to take stock of himself and his gear. He finds a bunch of summoning sigils in his pocket. Half of them don't have any kind of name on them. The ones that do have really weird names. Who the heck is Ghost Writer? Why is one of the sigils basically a fancy 13? Pandora can't be that Pandora, right??

[stealingyourbones]

Short DPXDC Prompts #501

Danny far too casually describes how to properly dissect someone while the batfam is listening.

[nerdpoe]

Jason was actually working with the Bats, fuck him.

He was in some rundown bar, pretending to be drunk, with a comm in his ear that would not stop nagging him about proper undercover protocol.

He got that Dick was paranoid when it came to undercover work, he really did, but for fucks sake he knew what he was doing.

"-And you need to make sure you listen without looking like your paying attention to them at all, getting yourself involved with another conversation is best, but don't actually get involved in it-" "-Literally getting an autopsy was better than this." Jason sighed, knocking back his shot and reaching for the other.

"Nah, dissection is worse," The bartender disagreed, scaring the shit out of Jason. The man had literally no presence, Jason hadn't noticed him at all.

"They're the same fuckin' thing," Jason said warily, accidentally falling into the trap Dick had just been warning him about. He was no longer paying attention to the target.

"Is it? One is to find out how you died, the other is to find out how you work. An Autopsy is a tox screen and organ inspection on a corpse that can't feel it. A dissection is pinning the subject down, keeping them alive so you can watch the organs function, and peeling back the skin on their arms and legs to investigate how the tendons and ligaments work in tandem with the muscles." The bartender said all of that so casually, almost bored as he poured Jason another shot and gently placed it in front of him.

Jason didn't reach for it.

He was too focused on the strange scars that flashed at him from beneath the man's sleeve.

"So dissection is worse," the bartender concluded, leaning in close enough that Jason fought the urge to lean away. "And the guys in the corner are talking about warehouse 21A off of 54th. The driver was just complaining of a migraine, and their leader has had way more to drink than he should have, mister undercover cop."

With that, the bartender stood up and went to the other side of the bar, answering calls for more refills.

[moss-covered-thoughts]

LOVE LOVE LVOE THIS SO MUCH FOR SO MANY REAONS

1 low-key but competent AF Danny

2 haaaa super hearing go brr

3 110% this would terrify the fuck out the bats

4 Jason being shook and immediately pulls out his phone to text them (can't answer over comms) -- new target whatever the hell this guy is

[zylev-blog]

After relaying the information to the bats, Jason decides to get to know the bartender. 12 hours and several state lines away, neither Jason or Danny remember how much chaos they caused. Turns out, they only share one brain cell when together; and neither of them had it last night. Jason’s comm was found somewhere in Michigan, and Danny lost his phone in Wisconsin. But they both woke up in a random field in Kansas with no memory of getting there.

[sonaiyas]

Jon & Martha Kent, calling Clark after quickly figuring out those were not normal people in their back pasture: "Black hair, blue eyes. Do these belong to a friend of yours?"

[moodycow210]

Ma *on the phone to clark*: Bruce really needs to let us know to expect company - he knows we’re happy to host anytime but a bit of warning is always appreciated

Clark: ma you can’t just blame Bruce every time a person with black hair and blue eyes show up under weird circum… *tuning into the heartbeats around the Kent farm* no wait that’s Bruce’s second son Jason *sighs*

Ma: I’m not senile yet Clark I have two eyes and know Damien’s brothers…

*Danny forgets himself due to the hangover and floats in view of ma and pa to get up off his back*

Ma: … dear are you sure one of them isn’t yours? And if they are you have some explaining to do about why we haven’t heard about our third grandchild until now

Clark: *bluescreening* whoever he is needs an ambulance - that’s the slowest heart rate I have ever heard on a person

[eternal-watcher]

Technically speaking wasn’t Danny describing vivisection and not dissection? The implications of how he knows so much about vivisection and yet gets the words mixed up does NOT paint a pleasant picture.

The Batfam will probably assume he was experimented on by people who didn’t consider him living. (And they might not be wrong) However due to his current situation and the people around him ‘ghost’ probably isn’t the assumption they are gonna make.

Rather he will likely be mistaken for a kryptonian.

Also off the top of my head, I can think of three reasons why someone experimenting on a kryptonian wouldn’t consider them a person/alive.

Reason 1: Good old fashioned bigotry

Reason 2: Could be a clone, some bigots might not consider clones alive

Reason 3: Considering the fact that Superman has died and come back. It’s not impossible to assume that another Kryptonian might as well.

So basically Superman and the Batfam will probably think Danny is a Kryptonian who went through one or more of the mentioned scenarios.

[britcision]

Jason’s an English lit nerd

There’s no way he didn’t catch that

Danny calls him an undercover cop, Jason shoots through 90 000 potential scenarios full of bat training, takes the shot, downs it, and pushes the glass back

“Actually what you’re talking about there is vivisection, dissection is only performed on dead subjects but I’ll grant you going deeper than you usually do on an autopsy.”

He’s relaying info to the bats with his other hand through text, and fully lost interest in the case although he’ll probably have to confirm the intel directly, and ask why the bartender would risk telling him - especially if he thinks he’s a cop

And for some reason Danny just snickers, refills the shot, and pushes it back

“I’ll have to take your word for it, the difference between living and dead has always been a bit vague to me.”

And then his eyes flash Lazarus green and Jason pockets his phone because nah this is no longer a batman case this is now a Jason case

Also, when the Kents finally get the boys inside, they are punished for their kindness with at least 50 awful “death was better than this” jokes and puns as two undead fucks suffer through a truly blinding set of hangovers

At least they’re making each other laugh

[stealingyourbones]

Short DPXDC Prompts #501

Danny far too casually describes how to properly dissect someone while the batfam is listening.

[nerdpoe]

Jason was actually working with the Bats, fuck him.

He was in some rundown bar, pretending to be drunk, with a comm in his ear that would not stop nagging him about proper undercover protocol.

He got that Dick was paranoid when it came to undercover work, he really did, but for fucks sake he knew what he was doing.

"-And you need to make sure you listen without looking like your paying attention to them at all, getting yourself involved with another conversation is best, but don't actually get involved in it-" "-Literally getting an autopsy was better than this." Jason sighed, knocking back his shot and reaching for the other.

"Nah, dissection is worse," The bartender disagreed, scaring the shit out of Jason. The man had literally no presence, Jason hadn't noticed him at all.

"They're the same fuckin' thing," Jason said warily, accidentally falling into the trap Dick had just been warning him about. He was no longer paying attention to the target.

"Is it? One is to find out how you died, the other is to find out how you work. An Autopsy is a tox screen and organ inspection on a corpse that can't feel it. A dissection is pinning the subject down, keeping them alive so you can watch the organs function, and peeling back the skin on their arms and legs to investigate how the tendons and ligaments work in tandem with the muscles." The bartender said all of that so casually, almost bored as he poured Jason another shot and gently placed it in front of him.

Jason didn't reach for it.

He was too focused on the strange scars that flashed at him from beneath the man's sleeve.

"So dissection is worse," the bartender concluded, leaning in close enough that Jason fought the urge to lean away. "And the guys in the corner are talking about warehouse 21A off of 54th. The driver was just complaining of a migraine, and their leader has had way more to drink than he should have, mister undercover cop."

With that, the bartender stood up and went to the other side of the bar, answering calls for more refills.

[moss-covered-thoughts]

LOVE LOVE LVOE THIS SO MUCH FOR SO MANY REAONS

1 low-key but competent AF Danny

2 haaaa super hearing go brr

3 110% this would terrify the fuck out the bats

4 Jason being shook and immediately pulls out his phone to text them (can't answer over comms) -- new target whatever the hell this guy is

[zylev-blog]

After relaying the information to the bats, Jason decides to get to know the bartender. 12 hours and several state lines away, neither Jason or Danny remember how much chaos they caused. Turns out, they only share one brain cell when together; and neither of them had it last night. Jason’s comm was found somewhere in Michigan, and Danny lost his phone in Wisconsin. But they both woke up in a random field in Kansas with no memory of getting there.

[sonaiyas]

Jon & Martha Kent, calling Clark after quickly figuring out those were not normal people in their back pasture: "Black hair, blue eyes. Do these belong to a friend of yours?"

[moodycow210]

Ma *on the phone to clark*: Bruce really needs to let us know to expect company - he knows we’re happy to host anytime but a bit of warning is always appreciated

Clark: ma you can’t just blame Bruce every time a person with black hair and blue eyes show up under weird circum… *tuning into the heartbeats around the Kent farm* no wait that’s Bruce’s second son Jason *sighs*

Ma: I’m not senile yet Clark I have two eyes and know Damien’s brothers…

*Danny forgets himself due to the hangover and floats in view of ma and pa to get up off his back*

Ma: … dear are you sure one of them isn’t yours? And if they are you have some explaining to do about why we haven’t heard about our third grandchild until now

Clark: *bluescreening* whoever he is needs an ambulance - that’s the slowest heart rate I have ever heard on a person

[angryraptor13]

Danny: M'not all human, heart rate's normal for me. Can someone turn off the sun? 'S too briiiight 😭

Jason: Ow. Do I wanna know where these bruises came from?

Danny: Oh, I gotchu buddy. *conjures ice over the bruises*

[stealingyourbones]

Short DPXDC Prompts #501

Danny far too casually describes how to properly dissect someone while the batfam is listening.

[night-wilf]

Batfam: how do you know this??????

Danny: ... Your parents didn't teach you dissection as an everyday thing?

Batfam: Who the hell are your family and where can we beat them? Because that ain't normal.

Danny: it's not?

Batfam: NO

[theladyphantom]

Something’s Wrong

Something was wrong with the Fenton boy.

Granted, everybody knew that. With the boy’s touch being colder than a corpse, the cold and dangerous tone that was always in the air when he was near, his icy blue eyes having that deep look in them that has only been seen in warriors after a bloody war.

It was unnerving, to say the least.

Daniel Fenton had two friends, Samantha Manson and Tucker Foley. Samantha, or Sam if you didn’t want to get punched, was a goth. So the unnerving atmosphere Danny had never drove her away in the slightest. Tucker had been the boy’s closest friend, other than Sam, since Danny had saved him from being shoved in a locker by some football jock.

The jock, Dennis, had later contributed his story. Which started the first few rumors that surrounded Danny Fenton’s mysteriousness.

He said that Danny’s eyes turned a toxic green color. That they glowed brighter than the lights in the hallway they were in, and how those same lights flickered when the Fenton boy approached. A cold breeze had swept the hall, making any rusting lockers creek ominously.

Dennis didn’t ever find out where the wind had come from.

Despite that, Tucker Foley took a liking to the boy and became quick friends. Him and Sam being the only two he interacted with.

If you didn’t count the ghosts.

When the Ghost Portal turned on, making a rip in reality to access the Ghost Zone, Danny had been in his freshman year.

Some older students had said Danny used to be cheerful. That his eyes were more like calm oceans than the ice blue they are now. That he smiled and laughed, some said he had even told puns.

He’d always have a smile on, helping everyone when the opportunity arose, and never complained about it once.

He was a kind and sweet person. Then the Portal turned on, and he was missing from school for a week.

The rumors started there, a few students had overheard the principal, and a teacher called Mr. Lancer, speaking with the Fentons.

Danny had an accident, he was in the hospital.

He was electrocuted.

Despite the Fentons saying that he only got shocked and the doctors said he’d be fine, electrocution was the word that floated around the halls of Casper High for the next few weeks afterwards.

With the rumors going crazy, everyone expected to get some answers when Danny returned. He was a nice guy, he’d surely tell them something if they asked politely.

But the Danny Fenton who walked in Casper High School was not the same Danny Fenton they knew.

Eyes cold and calculating, like he expected an attack and was already deciphering a way to take whatever was after him down. He became fidgety, his knee was always bouncing while he was sitting or his finger was tapping his desk. His skin became even paler than before, and a girl who bumped into him once had said that his skin was freezing, like touching a corpse.

He always lookedd like he was afraid of something.

Then the incidents happened, eyes flashing a deadly glowing green color, people seeing him somewhere only for him to disappear not even a second later, the air growing colder, lights flickering, his almost paranoid-like nature with an edge of danger.

Like an animal in a cage, ready to be let out so it could attack. 

A few weeks later, people started spotting him with ghosts.

His parents were Maddie and Jack Fenton, the leading (and only) ghost hunters/ecto-scientists in Amity Park. They hated ghosts, claiming they were malevolent and dangerous beings. That they couldn’t feel or had any humanity whatsoever, that they were never to be trusted.

His older sister, Jazz, never shared her own beliefs about ghosts, but she also never showed any interest in ghosts at all. So people labeled her as neutral, mostly due to her uninterest in the subject.

Danny had never shared his parents’ beliefs or his own, so they thought he was fairly neutral as well. But they also didn’t expect him to be conversing and spending time with ghosts.

A jock said he saw Danny talking to a ghost with crazy white hair and black sunglasses with a lab coat on. Danny called the ghost ‘Technus’ and the ghost responded to it. Making it likely that Technus was his name because of that, as well as the fact that everyone had heard him shout his long-winded introductions a few hours later.

The guy had said Danny was asking Technus some chemistry questions, which he had recognized as the questions on the study guide for his own chemistry test.

Danny was studying with a ghost, who had answered and explained Danny through the formulas and answers enthusiastically.

Another time, a ghost dressed as a lunch lady had broken into the school and was creating a racket in the cafeteria. In front of the whole school, Danny Fenton had given a small smile and asked for a turkey sandwich.

The Lunch Lady ghost had smiled warmly after blinking a bit in shock, and gave him a sandwich, patting his head before disappearing. Not before saying, ‘Such a healthy and kind boy,’ to Danny, who responded with a simple nod of the head and a slightly bigger smile.

That’s when everyone began accepting the fact that Danny Fenton was not normal. Nobody ever had the guts to ask why he spent time with ghosts, but they noticed and just accepted it. When a new student would come to the school and see Danny doing something odd for the first time, they’d sputter incoherently until somebody else would walk by and give a small nod before saying, ‘That’s just Danny, you’ll get used to it.’

They did get used to it, but the rumors or curiosity never ceased to stop, or even slow.

All in all, Danny Fenton was odd. But nobody looked twice at it, that’s just how he is.

Amity Park looked after one another, no matter how odd each other was.

There was something wrong with Danny Fenton, and Amity Park claimed it.

[demonic0angel]

Gotham native ghosts are absolute freaks, and it kinda weirds Danny out. One eats human bones, one poisons candy, one just follows people around to stare at them super intensely. Danny eventually ask Batman who the hell these people were in life.

Bruce: …. Who?

Danny: Y’know! The ghosts in Gotham! Don’t you know who they are?

Bruce: …. No?

Danny: …….. so you mean that person who’s been licking your boot for the past three hours isn’t someone you know?

Bruce: *immediately jumps onto his chair* WHAT THE F—

Danny: That didn’t help, you know that, right? 😬

Bruce: NO??? HELP?????

[jackolo25]

[demonic0angel]

It's official

[demonic0angel]

~An idea I had about Jazz being a forensic scientist~

*in the batcave at the end of reporting a lack of evidence for a case*

Bruce: I'll have to confer with the GCPD forensics.

Tim: uh, B, maybe we should wait for Cass to get back from the trip with Steph and Babs before we do that.

Bruce: Hnn

Jason: Why do we need to wait for Cass?

Dick: Cause Duke is off duty for finals and Damian is on a mission for the titans? Cass is the best option at the moment.

Jason: that doesn't answer my question.

Everyone: .....

Tim: Do you not know the situation with Dr. Nightingale?

Jason: I don't even know who that is

Dick: She's the newest head forensics who B pissed off enough that she perma-banned Batman from her lab.

Bruce: Hmm

Jason: so... B got everyone on this Dr Nightingale's shit list

Dick: It used to be only B, but after I nicked a detonater from the bombing incident 6 months ago I haven't been welcomed back; and Babs been on thin ice from trying to hack into Dr. Nightingale work computer

Jason: what about Replacement

Tim: She won't let me or Steph set foot in the building. I dont know why. We haven't done anything yet, but everytime she meets us at what ever entrance were using, hands us a file of the case's forensic data, and then closes the door, window, whatever.

Tim grumbling under his breath: But she adores Damian. Serving him drinks, giving him fudge, answering questions, letting him take whatever evidence he asks for

Dick bemoaning: do you have to mention the fudge

Jason: whats up with the fudge

Dick: it's Alfred cookie tier

(Wait, I love this sm)

Jason: What? Now I HAVE to go check this out

Tim: Uh. Wait, Jason—

Jason: See ya!

Hours later

Jason:

Batfam: ….

Batfam: So how was your visit?

Jason: Kinda odd but surprisingly pleasant.

Bruce: 

Bruce: Elaborate?

Jason: She took one look at me, pulled me inside her lab, and then asked me a whole bunch of random questions. We talked for several hours and then she said nothing else while she gave me the reports for the last few cases and a pan of fudge before she pushed me out the door. 

Dick: … what questions did Dr. Nightingale ask?

Jason: She asked me where I was when I was 15 to 16, then my favorite flavor of dessert and food, and then she asked about my favorite book. Then we talked about Shakespeare for a few hours and it somehow turned into a conversation about my activities as the Red Hood…

Jason: Btw, you never told me she was hot

Tim: … we’re more focused on getting our reports from her, since she’s the best at gaining clues from the victims amongst her colleagues at the GCPD.

Jason: Fair enough.

Bruce: Was that all she said to you?

Jason: She also told me to share the fudge with Damian and to come by next week for the next report on the new body.

Tim:

Bruce: 

Dick:

The Batfam:

Tim: Did we just witness the birth of an unholy union between a crime lord and a forensic pathologist?

[thelazydetectivecat]

Bittersweet memories

So you know the "was it casual" trend? Hear me out. What if it was a nobody knows au with gut wrenching romance between Jason and Danny that has been going on since their teens.

I'm not saying "aw so cute but Jason died oh nooo!" No I'm talking about mental trauma romance where Jason is too afraid to trust and loved any freely due to insecurities about his own worth and personal experience with broken trust. I'm talking about Jason always being on his deathbed running the risk of people getting hurt because of him either due to his crime fighting or pit rage. I'm talking about Jason who doesn't know how to process his feelings and ends up spiraling and desperately trying to avoid those things. I'm talking about Jason who would rather yell and close himself off rather than be vulnerable due to the fear of someone taking advantage of that hurting him more than healing him.

I'm talking about Danny who has too many responsibilities and bad experiences with relationships (whether it's familial , platonic or romantic) that he sort of just expected to be hurt at every turn which is why he continues to let people treat him badly as long as he knows that they truly do love him. I'm talking about Danny who has never processed his feelings on everything going around him simply because he didn't have the time to do so thus as a consequence has a hard time of understanding others and his own emotions and often misunderstands them. I'm talking about Danny who sees his own emotions as setbacks to the actual important things that go on around him choosing a more logical perspective due to the fact that he has observed and seeing first hand how those emotions can lead to bad decisions.

On paper this pair shouldn't work. One runs and more on logic when it comes to his personal life and doing whatever feels right in his work one meanwhile the other runs on emotion in his personal life and logic in his work one.

But they met while they were still teens by some major coincidence either Danny chased a ghost there or had been there for a trip they were still teens still trying to grasp and learn about being a vigilante while still having part of their innocence and hope acting more like people their age before the major events.

And during more than their decade long situationship Danny is at a party with his old classmates before they decide to do this trend where they talk about their love lives and how horrible it concluded. Then it comes to Danny's turn. Where they do not even expect that they would even need tissues to wipe their tears for. Examples being

"was a casual when I hated literature but read every single book you've ever read and continued to do so just so we could talk about them?"

"was it casual when I would sneak into your room to hang out with you because you were hurt?"

"was it casual when you cooked for me after seeing my scars and burns telling me to sit on the counter because you wanted to keep looking at me while cooking calling me pretty?"

"was it casual when you said that I was the Lizzie to your Mr Darcy while we were watching a romantic movie together?"

"was it casual when you came back just to see my face and see if I was real or a dream?"

"was it casual when I took you stargazing because you were my Polaris?"

"was it casual when you called when you thought you weren't going to make it because you wanted to hear my voice one last time so that you could remember it when you crossed over?"

"was it casual when you told me that you wanted kiss to kiss me because you remembered that I kept sending you those cheesy letters you really liked while holding my face before passing out from exhaustion?"

"was it casual when I held you crying whispering what I would do for you while we were in the rain?"

"was it casual when we slept cuddling because you called me in the middle of the night because you had a nightmare?"

"was it casual when you said I would make great husband while holding my hand at a wedding?"

"was it casual when you came to see me while you were mad because I was the only one who could calm you down by just existing?"

And the list goes on and on to the point where the Casper high class meets take out the alcohol and start crying while Danny himself doesn't realize he's crying as well.

Unbeknownst to them there's a certain somebody from the bat fam that coincidentally graduated with them and just so happened to come to the party.

[ghostshapedtm]

Oops All Liminals!

Aka: Danny’s presence can accidentally make people liminal and thus give them powers:

Now Danny himself doesn’t really know this because back in Amity everyone is liminal to an extent; with Jazz, Tucker and Sam being the most liminal and (excluding Danny) most powerful humans in town. Jazz and his friends ecto contamination cans be easily explained by the fact that they were also who interacted with the portal the most (without protection) and the portal is an endless pool of radiating ecto. Danny does not realise that he himself also radiates out ectoplasm, ESPECIALLY through his emotions.

Danny is a stupidly powerful being by ghost standards (he may or may not be royalty too but that’s something for future fully dead Danny to figure out), but it’s not until Danny is out of Amity for the first time in Gotham for uni that he realises that his “human” form is wayyy less human then he thought. (Normal humans can’t accidentally rip doors off their hinges if they pull a bit too hard, and normal humans also tend to have a consistent amount of teeth). He’s a sweet boy sure, but he’s also terribly uncanny valley, and that makes making friends kinda hard.

Still, Danny adapts and everyone in Gotham kind of just assumes he’s a meta kid that’s *reeeeally* bad at hiding it.

Cue: Duke Thomas, Danny’s flatmate, the first person not to judge his appearance and thus his first out of Amity friend

See, the way dorms work in Gotham is a bit different from your average American university, rather than traditional dorms the uni just bought a bunch of old apartment buildings to put up their students: the more expensive the apartment the better the set-up.

Now Danny is by no means rich, but trying to explain to a roommate all his weird ghost bullshit? Yeah absolutely not. So he was willing to fork over some of his (read: Vlad’s) extra cash for a nicer room with some privacy. Danny and Duke don’t share a room but they *do* share a kitchen and a bathroom, and while they are in different majors, they tend to have classes at around the same time seeing as they’re both freshman, so they hangout a lot.

As for Duke on why he - the ward of a billionaire - would be staying in a random university dorm instead of a penthouse or at his rich person manor? Very simple: The Wayne family sleep schedule is an affront to God and Duke operates on regular normal human hours thank you very much. Campus housing just means he doesn’t have to deal with cars or house hunting ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

…or at least that’s how Duke explained things to Danny: and who was he to question the nicest guy this side of New Jersey?

Duke also introduced Danny to his family, half of whom apparently had ties to their uni? Weird.

There was Tim and Steph, both second and third years respectively. Danny got along with Steph like a house on fire right away with how much she reminded him of Ellie and her playful chaos. Meanwhile Danny was (according to Tim) the only one who really *got* what Tim was saying when he was 27 hours sleep deprived and rambling about whatever (Danny just figured Tim was autistic like his parents and needed the infodump space). The four of them started getting coffee and studying at a local cafe regularly.

There was also Jason and Damian, whom Danny saw less frequent but still relatively often. Jason was getting his masters part-time in Childhood Education and English Literature so he sometimes tutored Danny. Damian on the other hand, was in one of those “running start” programs at his high school to help kids get their associates degrees early by taking into university classes half the week. Damian was deeply intrigued by Danny’s “meta” dog and would sometimes request to see him. The two fought like cats and dogs normally but:

“For some reason, the only thing they can agree on is that you’re soothing… apparently..?” Duke said once, shaking his head in confusion.

Danny figured it was probably because his presence helped quell and filter whatever fucked up ectoplasm the two had been exposed to, but he wasn’t about to open /that/ can of worms. He figured Gotham was fucked enough they just got unlucky - besides! It was no big deal to filter out really and Danny could fix it! So if they liked his vibe more because of it, who cares?

Regardless, for some reason despite the Wayne’s popularity (and good looks) they apparently largely keeping to themselves, yet Danny had stumbled his way into being the exception. In fact the first time he met Dick (who was picking up Damian) he had been labeled ‘adoption bait’ immediately because: “-of how much my siblings all talk about you!”

Somehow, by the end of the first Semester, Danny had met almost the entire Wayne clan (save for Bruce himself). Barbra was typically on shift at the library whenever Jason and Danny would study there and would say ‘Hi’. Cass was Steph’s flatmate and would usually be there whenever Danny would come over if not occasionally join in on a cafe excursion. Dick often picked up Damian after class or occasionally would stop by to hangout with Tim or Jason. Danny had even bumped into Alfred once or twice when he would come to collect Duke for family weekends or dinners. Danny was such a regular around the Wayne’s that he often got asked on campus which one of them he was dating (“uhh? None?”), he even once got kidnapped by normal regular human criminals who thought he was Bruce’s newest ward!

That incident ended with barely any trauma and like half the vigilantes in Gotham saving him (for some reason?) and him getting 3 days off class and a 2 week assignment extension, so overall a net positive for Danny.

(In case you were curious the vigilantes were: Signal (appropriate for daytime), Spoiler and Red Robin (not night time??), Redhood (not in crime alley???), and finally Robin (where was Batman????))

Regardless the first indication that something may have been upTM with the Waynes (and it may have been Danny’s fault) came shortly after Danny got back from Christmas break. Danny opened the door to his flat only for Duke’s attempt to greet him to be accompanied by a ghostly breath and glowing yellow eyes.

“Dude… what-“ “-I’M A META!!”

Duke had blurted it out so fast that Danny barely had time to register before Duke when into a lore drop on his meta abilities.

Danny didn’t even register that Duke’s power slip-up mirrored Danny’s early days of ghost-dol to a near-T

(Duke meanwhile was freaking out, his meta abilities always meant he saw things a bit differently but now Danny was glowing *extra* hard?? And the breath thing was new too??? The fuck?? He’d have to discuss with Bruce…)

Nevertheless, after an awkward but necessary conversation about Duke having powers (Pre-Danny mind you), Danny just figured it was a Duke thing and not a Danny one and quickly brushed it off, with but a small curse to his Fenton Luck for the jumpscare.

However weird incidence with the Wayne’s kept happening: he’d hand Steph a pen once only for it to shatter in the woman’s grip (much to her horror), or when he walk in to a room where Tim was crying watching an animal rescue video and almost immediately start tearing up himself (to Danny’s confusion), or when Barbra leaned forward to hand him a book only for her waist to slightly clip through the desk (without her notice).

The final straw came when he watched Cass physically materialise into the visible plane in front of the coffee gang’s table as everyone stared at her in stunned silence. Cass froze and after a second Tim murmured a soft “what the hell?” And Danny finally realised that maaaaybe this had more to do with him than he thought.

A brief check in with his senses and: Yep! All the Wayne clan had turned liminal! Whoops!

(He had kinda wondered if the Wayne clan was secretly all just metas that Bruce Wayne had collected after the Duke reveal but no: this was absolutely his fault)

Oh ancients how the *fuck* is he going to explain this one?! How do you accidentally explain to your friend group that you’re kind-of dead former vigilante??! Or that you made them kind-of part ghost through vibes alone??? Is he going to have to call a family meeting for a DIFFERENT family?!? How do you even DO that?!!?!!!

….Jazz is going to kill him.

Fuck his stupid baka life

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(Slightly) MORE INFO:

What ghostly abilities I think each of the batfamily members get (OPEN TO CHANGE):

Duke: Ghost sense

Tim: Emotional projection

Steph: physical strength

Cass: Invisibility

Barbra: Intangibility

Damian: Empathy (especially animals)

Jason: Language comprehension

Dick: Levitation/floatation

The reason their powers manifest like that is a combination of Danny’s desires/perspective of them as well as their own personality. So like Danny wants to not have to hide things from Duke as his flatmate and Duke prides himself on his ability to see things others can’t so he gets ghost sense. Danny views Dick as a bubbly person constantly in motion while Dick loves flying so he gets levitation. Danny sees how much the Wayne’s respect/look up to Barbra and view her as untouchable force while Barbra (as Oracle) perceives herself as the unseen hand of the Bats so she gets intangibility, etc etc.

All of them get more minor versions of the others powers but not nearly to the same extent as their “specialisation” so to speak (I.E. Tim could make himself incredibly hard to notice but not necessarily get invisible like Cass, or Steph could get a vague feel for what being said in a foreign language without being able to textbook respond like Jason, etc.)

All in all it’s an absolute clusterfuck considering Danny has ZERO CLUE that the Wayne’s are the bats. The Bats meanwhile also have NO IDEA that their nice midwestern meta friend is an insanely powerful member of the undead. Bruce is loosing his shit, Danny may or may not be crying. Somewhere Clockwork is laughing.

What a mess!

[theladyphantom]

Red Robin, watching Dan drag the dead body of Ra’s Al Ghul across the road: what the fuck

Dan, talking to himself: this’ll teach that immortal loser what happens when you try to recruit me for his creepy assassin gang

Red Robin, activating comms: O? Ima need you to direct be to the nearest jeweler, I’m getting married

Oracle: I don’t get paid enough for this shit

Red Robin: you don’t get paid at all

Oracle: exactly

[theladyphantom]

Not Human: Pt. 3

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John Constantine knew of the inhabitants of the Infinite Realms, as any true user of dark magic would. That said, he’d never actually encountered one. No Realms ghosts, or Neverborns, or Ancients; and for that he considered himself lucky.

Even young Realms ghosts were ridiculous powerful, capable of things that made the strongest of warriors tremble in fear. And a powerful one? Even a mid level one?

That image alone was enough to create nightmares.

He remembered when he was young his father would tell stories of Realms ghosts to Jack and him; stories that typically focused on hunting the creatures.

Call John mad in the head but he could never hunt them. Not just because they were clearly sentient and intelligent beings, but because they very idea of starting a challenge with such creatures was ensuring a fate worse then death.

Constantine liked to think out of the very many things he’d done wrong in his life, staying out of the Infinite Realms business was something he’d done right.

It’s too bad Jack didn’t—really bad.

“Are you bloody serious!?” John screeched, “A portal?!? A bloody portal?!?”

“Yep!” Jack beamed, oblivious to his stepbrother’s concern, “All the way to the Ghost Zone!”

“Infinite Realms,” Both Constantine and Danny, who was leaning against one of the lab tables and watching the exchange going, corrected at the same time.

The two nonhumans gave each other a quick look.

“Isn’t it great?” Jack said, slapping a hand on John’s back, knocking the wind out of the smaller man, “We can study the ghosts that come through and everything!”

“Come through?” John echoed, “Good lord,”

“It really is fascinating,” Maddie stepped forward, “the way ghosts pretend to have human actions and mannerisms; it’s very realistic. Especially that Phantom, you should look at some of our recordings and data of it, it’s imcredible lengths ghosts will go to mimic emotions,”

“Mimic emotions?” John’s eyes widened, “Are you actually serious? Is this a prank? Ghosts are bloody made of emotion! That’s how they form! Where their power and drive to go on comes from! How could you think they’re emotionless?!”

Maddie frowned, her stare suddenly very icy, “They’re ghosts. They can’t feel, they’re just imprints,”

“Imprints, she says,” Constantine places his hands on his face, “Can’t feel she says, as if a ghost’s emotional state couldn’t level a city,”

“So you agree that they’re dangerous,” the female huntress said smugly.

“Dangerous like a lion is when you’re waving a giant slice of meat in front of it instead of leaving it bloody alone!” John pointed at the portal, “And look-it-here! A giant piece of bloody meat!”

“Our portal is perfectly safe!”

“That’s what those damn people in Jurassic Park said!”

“Alright, alright,” Jack stepped in front of his wife and stepbrother, “Maybe we should take a break from ghost talk—how about some fudge?”

“You’re messing with things you don’t understand,” Constantine ignored him, “taunting beings beyond your comprehension,”

“We know what we’re doing,” Maddie gritted her teeth, “and everything in our lab is perfectly safe. Danny cleans the lab on the daily, he was even here when the portal turned on and he’s completely fine!”

“He was what?” The magic user turned to stare at the boy, who was staring down at his shoes and looking like he’d rather be anywhere but there.

Danny glanced up and met his step-uncle’s eyes.

A flash of toxic green glowed between them.

This, John thought, is even worse than I could have ever imagined.

His nephew was a halfa, and not just any halfa,

He was chosen by Death herself.

He definitely didn’t have a spell or a favor for this.

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@plant-dragon

@zcatmama

[alien-slushie]

Tim: Why is the air conditioner on? Its colder than a wit-

Danny: Lay a finger on that dile and your insides become your outsides.

Tim: Oh my god! Danny? Dude what the heck! Its freezing in here.

Danny: *laying on the floor right under the air conditioner* To you maybe, I feel like I'm melting and Alfred won't let me keep up the air conditioner in my room.

Tim: Danny, its November, we live in New Jersey, its cold!

Danny: And I litterally have a heart and organs made of ice. I'm melting. If you're cold, go put on a coat!

[alien-slushie]

DpxDc Crack Prompt

Phantom has part of the Justice League Collective for a while now, and its very, very, very obvious that the 25* year old Ghost had a crush on Batman.

Everyone in the Watchtower knew, it was obvious in the way he watched Batman in awe, or how his cheeks would glow green when Batman hummed at him with approval.

Flash directly asked him one day, expecting a shy admittance or hasty, embarassed denial, but Phantom was very straightforward when he said yes, he did find Batman very romantically appealing.

So yes, everyone knew, even Batman himself though he's never spoken a word on how he feels about the situation.

And yet, Phantom never shoot his shot. He never tried extra hard for pair ups with Batman, never flirted with him, or asked him out, never went out of his way to show off. Sure he was ghost, but courting rituals and flirting couldn't have been that different from normal human ones.

One day, after watching Phantom once again go green in the cheeks when Batman thanked him for turning in a report on time(high praise from Batman), Green Lanturn finally broke. He asked Phantom why, if he did like Batman, he didn't actively pursue him.

The look Phantom gave Green Lanturn made everyone feel like idiots, before Phantom slowly, as if explaining to a group to 3 year olds, that it was "Inappropriate to date ones boss or coworker of higher authority. It created a power imbalance, even if it was a minor one, and could lead to workplace hostility and tension should the relationship sour. Their jobs as heros was important, but they were all beings with irrational feelings and emotions, and they couldn't chance letting those feelings hinder their responsibilities." Yes Phantom liked Batman, and if they weren't coworkers he would more seriously pursue him, but Phantom takes his job very seriously, as does Batman, and nobody wants the compromised.

*Rather Danny is actually 25 or is older and just looks younger is up to you but he is aged up and that is non negotiable.

*Intended to be crack but can definately go crack-angst if you want

[alien-slushie]

Concept/Idea I've been toying with:

Clockwork has been working with Dan to rehabilitate him. He's doing pretty well, but there are some set backs here an there like with all healing. One day Clockwork hastily makes him go to FentonWorks. When Dan gets there, he watches first hand as his Mom and Dad cut into him, well younger him from a different timeline, but him all the same.

These are the people he gave up his humanity for. Who he slaughtered the earth for. Who he abandoned the stars for.

But Dan can't dwell on that. Kicking into gear he attacks his parents, grabs Danny and rushes him to the Far Frozen. Normally, Dan would stay far away from the icy lands(less for his Fire Core, and more because the Yeti actively still hated him and usually chased him away). But this was an emergency, and Frostbite allowed him to stay.

As Dan watches Frostbite stitch the heavy damage, rough and unrefined from the Fenton's clumsy hands, he looks at Danny's face. It twitches in pain, but he makes light jokes, trying to assure them. It doesn't.

Dan finally says; "You aren't surprised they did this."

And Danny doesn't say anything, not right away, before slowly, carefully meeting his eyes. "No, I'm not. Not really. And you aren't surprised either."

And Dan pauses, because Danny's right. There was always a reason that Dan(ny) never told them, and this, this was the reason.

After Danny is given the go ahead to move, he will be in pain for a while and, since hes a halfa, Danny will take a while to fully heal, and he should try to switch between forms every two hours(two as danny, two as phantom) to make sure both sides heal correctly, Clockwork appears. He decides to send Danny somewhere safe, to heal, and when Dan hisses that Danny isn't capable of taking care of himself that injured, Clockwork agrees and says that Dan could accompany him. Dan is very much against it, hes not rehabilitated yet, he can barely stand Danny!

But Clockwork ignores him, and sends them to the city he had already arranged. A grungy, crime riddled city that would pay no mind to red eyes, or frosty hands, or two teenagers appearing out of nowhere; Gotham.

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-Danny is 14, Dan is 18

-Danny feels weird calling Dan, Dan since its technically his name, so he calls a variety of nicknames; Scorch, Smokey, and Hulk are used the most often

-Similarly, Dan feels weird calling Danny, Danny cause that was, quite literally, his name, so he calls him a few nicknames, with Squirt, Twerp, and Kid being his go-tos

-Dan's eyes are permanently red but in low light they pass as a really red colored shade of brown

-After the incident with his parents Danny has Sectoral Heterocromia in both eyes, the blue looks like its being slowly chipped by the green

-Dan making sure hes awake at night so he can have Danny switch forms on time

-Danny repeatedly giving his food to Dan even though he's the injured one and Dan is more ghost than human, thus needs less food

-When Dan lost his humanity, his obsession was swapped from Space, to being Unbeatable/Taking over the World, and now with reformation, his core is forming a new obsession(what that new obsession is is anyone's guess but low key think his new obsession should be Family)

-Danny's obsession is still Space

-Fire Core Dan

-Ice Core Danny

-Danny is often approached by Mr. Freeze to work for him, Dan has to keep chasing him away because Danny is too young/injured to work.(Danny has almost said "yes" every time so that they can have some income, but Dan always rushes in before he can agree)

-Because of his Fire Core, Dan gets cold easier so Danny is often trying to give him his coat/jacket/blanket because the cold doesn't bother him

-Because of his Ice Core, Danny gets overheated relitively easy, and Dan has gotten used to having to use a hand fan to try and keep some of the heat away

-They get along with Ivy just fine personality wise, but because Fire/Ice can kill Plants Ivy has a "no powers" rule when the meet/visit.

-Danny is obsessed with Harley's Hyenas so they visit semi-regularly. That's actually how Dan and Danny met Harley and Ivy, Danny saw them walking Bud and Lou and shyly asked if he could pet them.

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[Catching Bat Attention]

Jason: You look like sh*t.

Tim: Oh that looks bad, what rogue did that to you?

Dick, face swollen: A street kid.

Jason: HA Really? That's awesome.

Steph, whistles: What did you say to them that got you punched?

Dick: Nothing! I was talking to, I think, their little brother. He was all sickly looking and I was trying to give him the details for Leslie! Then the older kid runs over, punches me, throws the smaller kid over his shoulder, and bolts!

Jason: Wait, two boys with black hair, the older is kinda bulky and somewhere between 17 and 19, and the younger one is small and maybe 12 to 14?

Dick: You know them?

Jason: Appeared out of nowhere a few months ago. I've been thinking about approaching the older one to offer him a job so he can feed himself and the other kid, but every time me or one of my guys try to tail them, they vanish. Its literally like they turn to smoke.

Tim: Weird.

Jason: Yeah, but not uncommon in runaways. They both seem really paranoid, especially the younger one, and I think hes nursing a heavy wound.

Bruce: We'll keep an eye out for them. Don't approach, we don't want to scare them, but see if you can find anything out.

*While the bats are involved, I was thinking they take a back seat to Danny and Dan's relationship. Like the bats or jl are just shadow benefactors, helping by maybe giving Dan a job, or protecting them from rogues/goons/the GIW, but they're not overly involved as I want to focus almost soley on Dan and Danny, and their budding friendship/siblinghood.

*Would be interested in adding Dani to the mix LATER but I mostly want Dan-Danny interactions for the time being, maybe once they have a somewhat stable environment/relationship, Dani finds out what happened after returning to Amity, seeks them out, and then sticks around? But thats like season two/the ova stuff

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-Dani has a Electric Core

-Dani has a Freedom obsession

-Dani would be 12 or 13

[alien-slushie]

Damian: *collapses on the couch with a groan*

Dick: Well thats out of character, what's wrong babiest bird?

Damian: My boyfriend's dog hates me.

Tim: You have a boyfriend? How long have you had a boyfriend?

Damian, huffing: 6 months Drake.

Dick: Honestly Tim, keep up.

Tim, whispering: You knew he had a boyfriend?

Dick, whispering: No, I had no idea. *louder* Why do you think his dog hates you?

Damian: He won't let me pet him, won't bring me his toy to throw, won't accept treats from me, and when I get too close to Daniel, he shoves between up.

Dick: Is he like that with anyone else?

Damian: No! The only ones who compare to how I'm treated are active threats, and Daniel's abusive uncle!

Tim: Yeah, then I think that dog hates you.

Damian: *groans and throws his head in a pillow*

Dick: Wow, you're really worked up over this. *pats his head*

Damian: What if he dumps me because his dog hates me? That's what I would do.

Tim: You more upset over Daniel leaving you or the dog hating you?

Damian: *throws a knife at him* Don't ask something stupid.

Dick: Has Daniel said anything about it?

Damian: Mostly he's apologized, he's just as confused as I am. He's put a lot of work training Cujo, taught himself a language just to train him properly, and he thinks he screwed up somewhere. Cujo is the friendliest dog in the world to everyone else.

Tim: The dog hasn't bitten you yet at least. Has he even gotten agressive, or is he just dismissive.

Damian: Dismissive, hes only ever pushed me out of the way if I'm too close to Daniel.

Dick: Then he probably doesn't hate you, just doesn't trust you and is trying to protect Daniel. You said Daniel has to speak a different language to him right? Maybe if you learn that language it will help him connect with you.

Damian: Not the worst idea. *stands up* If you'll excuse me, I need to go find a tutor that can teach me Old Norse.

Dick: Well there you go- Old Norse?

Tim: Why and How would someone need to know Old Norse to train a dog?

[alien-slushie]

Damian: Ugh. Good afternoon, man who warms my father's bed.

Bruce: Damian!

Danny: Hi Damian.

Damian: Will you be wasting your time here once again?

Danny: Oh no, I actually came to warn Bruce I might not be around as much for a few weeks.

Damian: Oh? And who must I thank for this joyous event?

Danny: Well, last night a stray dog got into my shed and gave birth to 13 puppies. I moved them all into the spare bathroom and I'm going to be looking after them until they're ready to go to new homes.

Damian: Puppies?

Danny: Yeah! The vet said mama was probably a Bloodhound mixed with some sorta Mastiff, and who knows about the puppies. Would you like to see some pictures?

Damian: *nods and excitedly sits down between Danny and Bruce, looking at all the puppy photos* You-You will have your hands full when they're bigger.

Danny: Don't I know it. Hey, you wouldn't be interested in helping would you?

Damian: Really? *trying so hard not to look excited*

Danny: Really! I mean, right now Mama is doing most of the work, but eventually the pups are gonna need socialized, and desensitized, not to mention I'm gonna need a puppy sitter so I can work with Mama without having to worry. But, I know you're a busy kid, so don't feel pressured, okay?

Damian: Well, school will be out in two weeks, I won't be too busy so, so I want to help, with the puppies. Please.

Danny: Great! It'll be so great to have help, thanks kiddo! I've been looking forward to hanging out with you anyway. *softly ruffles Damian's hair*

Damian: You have?

Danny: Yeah! I get along with your siblings but I wasn't sure if we had anything in common, but I'm glad we can geek out over dogs together!

Damian, thoughtfully: Oh.

Bonus!

*6 weeks later*

Daminan: Father! Is Daniel here yet?

Bruce: Not yet chum, the traffic is really bad.

Damian: Tsk. *walks back up the stairs pouting*

Bruce: *chuckles*

Alfred: I must say Master Bruce, you look like cat who got the cream.

Bruce: Damian adores Danny now, not just about the puppies. Its like the moment that inital connection was made, a whole door opens. Have you seen how they interact? How open Damian has become with Danny? Those breathing exercises he now does, are because Danny recommended them. If I didn't know any better, I'd say Damian loved Danny more as a father than me.

Alfred: You seem rather happy with that.

Bruce: Maybe I should be jealous, but mostly I'm just glad he has someone to connect to. And Danny adores that kid, all my kids, and you. He respects you a lot. I'm just happy he loves my family as much as I do.

Alfred: You deserve that happiness Master Bruce, more than anything. *squeezes his shoulder* You also deserve the begging you're going to get once those puppies are 12 weeks old and ready to be adopted. Damian already has a favorite, her name is Tullia.

Bruce, chuckling: Oh I am well aware, Danny has been dropping hints about her being a nice birthday gift.

Alfred: Did he now?

Bruce: I love that man.

[alien-slushie]

Phantom: Yep, just as I expected. *stares down at a huge cluster of blob ghosts* Heres the source of our problem.

Flash: Ghosts?

Superman: Awe, they're cute!

Phantom: Blob ghosts. They're ghosts formed from natural ectoplasm, they can't create their own so they follow stronger ghosts and eat their excess ectoplasm. Some ghosts even keep them as pets.

Batman: Hmm.

Superman: So they're harmless?

Phantom: I never said that. Look, they're harmless in small batches, but when they're in clusters like this? They become pests, and eat too much ectoplasm, killing the environment.

Batman: Invasive species.

Phantom: Pretty much.

Flash: How do we get rid of them?

Phantom:

Flash: Dude!

Superman: What are you doing?!

Batman: Hmn.

Phantom: I told you ghosts are Semi Cannabistic, I don't know why this surprises you? *grabs another one* Long term, I'll reach out of a friend of mine, see if they have any Ghost Cats we can adopt for the tower. *eats the blob ghost* They're a better long term solution since I can't just go after all of them by myself.

Batman: ...You may bring one cat in for pest control so long as you don't tell Robin you have access to a Ghost Cat Breeder.

Phantom, swallows another blob ghost: But Robin already knows about them, he's met my cat, Cleo, before and he goes with me to help my friend socialize the kittens all the time. He didn't tell you?

Batman: *deep sigh*

Bonus

Flash: So, what do they taste like?

Phantom: Hmm neutral, warm, bland, and kind of like citrus? Hard to explain. Ghosts are only semi cannabistic, we only eat eachothet as a last resort most times, its not like we do it because we enjoy it.

Flash: Huh, I kinda expected them to taste like lime jello for some reason.