Percy: Got any ideas for Pride Month?
Apollo: Usually, I make gay poems and paintings, but this time I want to go BIG.
Percy: Spill, sunshine.
Apollo: I'm making a cult. We'll be the idols!
Percy:
Apollo: Just think of it, baby. They'll worship us and treat us as stars of the universe. We'll be unstoppable.
Percy: But I don't want to be worshipped.
Apollo: Please, I worship you every second. You deserve it, gumdrop.
Percy: Apollo, look. I'm fine with being me. I don't need a cult following. I have my friends, my family, and you. Let's just keep it that way, okay?
Apollo, grunts: Fine.
Percy, kisses his cheek: See you later.
Apollo watches Percy head to his dorm.
Apollo: Prepare the ritual. This time, we're using blue pancakes and ring pops as an offering.
Perpollo followers: Yes, my lord.
Jason laughs, “Don’t be silly. There are four of us: Me, My husband, My husband’s clone, and that one asshole.”
“You and Danny are married!” Dick yells.
“Yes, Dickwing. My husband and I are in fact married.” Jason states.
“Why didn’t you invite me to your wedding?!” Dick doesn’t do a very good job hiding the hurt in his voice.
“I will invite you to the human one.”
“Wait, your wedding was a ghost one?” Dick asks.
“Duh.” Jason nods, “we’re only legally married in the Ghost Zone.” Jason then quickly adds, “Or Infinite Realms.” Jason shrugs, “Whatever you want to call it.”
“You’ve been to the infinite realms?” Constatine asks.
“Yeah.” Jason laughs. Then, stops as if realizing something, “Oh, My God.” He looks at his older brother, “Big Bird, Did I tell you that I met Jane Austin? Because I fucking met Jane Austin!”
Okay I don't care about any of the relationships or whether he get to me any of the Danny phantom characters (that's a lie! I really would love that)
But I need Jason to meet Jane Austin and all the classical writers for now on. You can't tell me he wouldn't go into that world and not try to look for them. He might square up with some, but he sure is going to meet all his favorites.
Personally I was square up on HP Lovecraft after I learned what he named his cat. But I would love to meet Mary Shelly and Harriet Tubman
The hardest part of letting Jason have trips to the IR, other than Strictly Frostbite/doctor Checkups, is exactly THIS.
He will latch onto various ghosts, like Jane Austen and Mary Shelley, and Will Not Leave, as long as they are Cool with him. He will vanish into Ghostwriter's library, and can only be found because Danny pestered GW about how Jason is still alive enough to need regular living human food and water and bathrooms and sleep. Otherwise, GW is perfectly happy to pretend it harder to find his Guest himself than it is. The Library likes Jason, he's an avid book nerd, so it helps him be Lost in it happily, until Danny's Health Reminders interrupt.
Jason is a large part of Why Danny's Keep has a library that he can actually find and is updated. Plenty of nonfiction space nerd and engineering stuff because Danny, but also. Jason's lit sections. Are VERY well lived in. Probably some interdimensional cookbooks, too. (Also botanical and ecological and occult stuff for Sam, tech and magic and furry stuff for Tuck, psych of many sorts and romance novels for Jazz, travel and navigation and survival stuff for Dani, etc. etc..)
Jason laughs, “Don’t be silly. There are four of us: Me, My husband, My husband’s clone, and that one asshole.”
“You and Danny are married!” Dick yells.
“Yes, Dickwing. My husband and I are in fact married.” Jason states.
“Why didn’t you invite me to your wedding?!” Dick doesn’t do a very good job hiding the hurt in his voice.
“I will invite you to the human one.”
“Wait, your wedding was a ghost one?” Dick asks.
“Duh.” Jason nods, “we’re only legally married in the Ghost Zone.” Jason then quickly adds, “Or Infinite Realms.” Jason shrugs, “Whatever you want to call it.”
“You’ve been to the infinite realms?” Constatine asks.
“Yeah.” Jason laughs. Then, stops as if realizing something, “Oh, My God.” He looks at his older brother, “Big Bird, Did I tell you that I met Jane Austin? Because I fucking met Jane Austin!”
Zatanna and Constantine have more questions, but the rest of the interrogation takes much longer than it should because the rest of Jason’s answers are preceded by a mournful complaint that the question wasn’t about Jane Austen, immediately followed by what Jason thinks one of Austen’s characters would say about the question’s subject, and then after a redirection by Dick Jason will finally answer the question.
TW: Angst, after so many years to finally have a soul mark! And to learn you have a other part of yourself. Is painful for them.
The Fenton family and bloodline have been cursed since the time of John Fentonightingale because they can never find their soul mark or their soul mates can find them.
Well, Fenton did it the Fenton way, not caring about it. It's a crazy idea, as most people search for their soul mates, so they are seen as more crazy.
They didn't really ever think of the other part of their soul mate, if they would search for their soul mate and something similar but could never find them.
It had been pure luck that Maddie and Jack had been soulmates, even without knowing about it.
So. As Danny found out about Soulmates Sam and Tucker, he was super happy for both. And joked about what the food would be at their wedding—vegan or just meat cake?
And 1 wish for him to find his soul mate too, with Desiree's help. The curse that was passed down through John Fentonightingale's descendants broke. Desiree got pretty weak from what had been a strong curse.
That was how Jazz, Danny, Dani, and Jack got the same soul mark as their other half.
Jack's soul mate was Maddie, so pretty easy.
Danny is Power Girl/Supergirl. Who was very surprised to finally have a soul mark? After all, all their lives, they never once had a soul mark, and now suddenly they have one!
(Maybe Karen looked at her younger self; this never happened! She never got her soul mark in all the time, and now she and Kara have one.)
Jazz Soul Mate can be Aqualad or similar.
Dani's soul mate is a other clone, Respawn. Who thought he didn't have a soul mate as a clone? But man, he had one. Lead to him and Deathstroke searching for his soul mate.
Danny got caught up in a huge knock down drag out fight with a bunch of aliens with weird magic, fighting alongside the Justice League and Justice League Dark.
He took a hit to the chest, and woke up at the end of the fight very small, and in his human form. Standing up makes his shirt look like a dress, and he knows he can't go ghost.
So he picks his way through the wreckage, and runs straight into the legs of someone.
Danny, internally freaking out, lets out the weakest Ghostly Wail he's ever let loose, knocking the person back only a foot.
Black Canary stares down at him, mystified and very amused.
"That was adorable," she says, covering her mouth to hide her smile.
Or; Danny gets deaged, Black Canary finds him, assumes he's a kid meta with powers like hers, and gets attached.
Phantom, the new addition to Young Justice, just accidentally made Impulse cry.
Whoops.
Impulse had been talking about a candy that had been in the future, that he missed a lot, that had no equivalent in modern times.
So the next time Danny was in the Zone, he asked Clockwork if he could reach into the future and grab a bar. Clockwork just told him that the timeline he was talking about was dead, but that the people from it were occupying the Zone if he skipped forward in time a bit; maybe one of them knows how to do a homemade version?
So he does that, with the help of Clockwork, and manages to find someone from that doomed and dead timeline that knows how to make a homemade equivalent.
He returns to the world of the living and recreates it, and Impulse is beyond ecstatic for both the food and the recipe.
Then he asks where Danny found this.
Danny, mostly human but having been something other for so long that the concept of 'Death' doesn't hit him the same way, cheerfully says he sought the dead souls of the future that had been dissolved and asked.
Now everyone is glaring at him and Impulse can't stop crying.
To be fair to Danny, they are still mostly happy tears and Bart will correct this when he can breathe again
He knows his world is gone and he can’t go back; that’s why he stayed
But one candy, one thoughtless comment, and suddenly Bart isn’t the only survivor of that blighted future anymore
It’s all gone now and not even time travel will get you there, but the souls of the dead still remain
The Ghost Zone holds it all, an infinite record of the lost, and one day Bart may be able to be with the people he grew up with again, but even if he isn’t…
He’s got this one thing. This one piece of home, that he can make (or bug Danny to make) whenever he wants, whenever being the only one literally trapped in the past weighs on him, whenever he wants with all his heart to just go home
And hey maybe if he can get a patent on this shit he already knows it’s gonna sell and he can become a candy kingpin!
Phantom, the new addition to Young Justice, just accidentally made Impulse cry.
Whoops.
Impulse had been talking about a candy that had been in the future, that he missed a lot, that had no equivalent in modern times.
So the next time Danny was in the Zone, he asked Clockwork if he could reach into the future and grab a bar. Clockwork just told him that the timeline he was talking about was dead, but that the people from it were occupying the Zone if he skipped forward in time a bit; maybe one of them knows how to do a homemade version?
So he does that, with the help of Clockwork, and manages to find someone from that doomed and dead timeline that knows how to make a homemade equivalent.
He returns to the world of the living and recreates it, and Impulse is beyond ecstatic for both the food and the recipe.
Then he asks where Danny found this.
Danny, mostly human but having been something other for so long that the concept of 'Death' doesn't hit him the same way, cheerfully says he sought the dead souls of the future that had been dissolved and asked.
Now everyone is glaring at him and Impulse can't stop crying.
Before anyone can say anything, Impulse is in Danny's arms, hugging him tight, and sobbing, 'I didn't kill them, I didn't kill them, they're still there'.
Impulse had been under the impression that when he dissolved the timeline, he killed everyone in it. Which, well, he did, but he also thought that meant that their souls themselves would be dissolved. To find out he didn't completely erase them? To no longer bear that heavy weight silently? It's a greater gift than any future chocolate bar could be.
When Dick called home, begging to come back from his undercover work, he dialed the wrong number.
He dialed Fentonworks phone.
Jack Fenton answered.
Jack Fenton sounds so much like Bruce at first listen if someone is tired and emotionally wrecked that Dick started going on his tangeant, pleading to come home.
Jack Fenton doesn't mind more kids at all! Neither does Maddie!
Jack tells him to come home and gives him the address to Fentonworks, and gets the guest room set up and ready to go.
Dick, finally arriving three days later, still sleep deprived and not all there, stares at the blimp on the building and starts to think he may have dialed the wrong number.
He doesn't have time to cry and go back, though, because Jack and Maddie Fenton whirlwind their way out the door and corral him into his new bedroom, treating him like he's always been their son and he's just been gone for awhile.
And Dick...Dick needs this. He's three steps from a mental breakdown, can't think past two sentences worth of planning, and he hasn't slept in who knows how long. He can regret later, right now, he'll take it.
He allows them to tuck him into bed, allows himself to fall asleep, and leaves the freaking out to a more awake him.
Danny, meanwhile, is having a little chat with a few of the ghosts that regularly follow Dick Grayson, and goes invisible and intangible to just...fly over to where this guy had been and steal the info he was after.
Because holy shit, that dude looks like he needs a break.
Or: Dick gets adopted as an adult by the Fentons instead of Bruce, and gets a really weird support network.
Dick... wasn't quite sure how he'd gotten here. Oh, he remembered all the steps, but things weren't quite adding up. He remembered reaching his breaking point for his undercover mission. He remembers calling Bruce, and Bruce telling him he could come home before rattling off the address of a nearby safe house. He remembers driving there, and a freak storm whipping up for the last hour of the drive.
Everything after that was a bit of a blur, though. He doesn't think he was drugged. He doesn't feel drugged. He was certainly sleep deprived last night, which could account for some of the fuzziness. He has vague recollections of getting into the house, being fed some chicken soup, taking a shower and collapsing into the bed. He remembers feeling safe, for the first time in a while.
Somehow this translated to waking up (in the same bed, at least), the clock the bedside table reading almost noon, aggressively cuddling what appeared to be a teenager. A teenager who certainly wasn't there last night.
What the fuck?
~~~
Earlier that morning
"Danny, sweetie, can you go wake up our guest? He's in the guest room upstairs."
Danny, standing in the kitchen doorway and having just woken up himself, took a moment to parse his mother's words.
"We have a guest?" He eventually asked, stifling a yawn.
"He arrived last night, while you were still out fighting Vortex." Maddie explained, expertly flipping a pancake. "I'm sure he'd appreciate some breakfast, and we can get to explanations after."
"OK. I'll be right back then." Danny turned around, stretching as he headed back upstairs.
Reaching the door too the guest bedroom, Danny knocked gently. "Um, breakfast is almost ready." He paused, waiting for a reply. He knocked again, "are you awake in there?" Silence again.
Danny slowly opened the door, to see someone still sprawled on the bed sound asleep. In addition, there was the ghost of a man and a woman hovering near the bed, and was that? Danny squinted at a third ghost peaking in the window. Yep, that was an elephant all right. They must be pretty weak and invisible, if mom hadn't mentioned them. They hadn't even set off his ghost sense.
Well, just another thing to deal with, after breakfast.
Danny padded up to the bed, reaching out to the shake the man's shoulder. Just as he touched, though, the man's eyes shot open. He was clearly not quite awake yet, as his eyes landed on Danny.
"Jason?" He asked quietly. Hesitantly, like he was afraid whoever Jason was would disappear.
"Oh, um, I'm not-" Danny stuttered as he started to pull his hand away.
The man didn't seem to appreciate this, as he reached out to grab Danny's retreating wrist. "Jason, don't go, please Jason, I'm sorry..."
The man's pleas slowly died off over the next few minutes as he managed to maneuver Danny first up onto the bed with him, then into tight hug before lying back down halfway on top of him. The guy had Danny's arms more or less pinned, with one leg thrown over his and the other splayed out behind him, so Danny could roll him off either. And when Danny tried intangibility, he just started whimpering and crying again, and Danny didn't have the heart to pull away.
Just as Danny was trying to figure a way out without upsetting the guy, he heard his mom call up the stairs, "Are you alright sweetie? "
After a brief internal debate, Danny called back, "I'm stuck."
A moment later his mom appeared in the doorway. "Oh my, you certainly are. Did you try going intangible? "
"Yeah, he just starts crying. He, um. He called me Jason? And I guess something must have happened to them, cus he just keeps crying and apologizing."
"Hmm. And he's not hurting you, is he?"
"No, im just being used as a teddy bear."
"All right. Your father and I were planning to take over your patrol today anyway since you were out late, so if you're comfortable with it you could stay here and catch up on some more sleep."
Danny chewed his lip a moment as he considered; his mom wouldn't have suggested it if she thought there was any risk, wouldn't have even let him in the house. He was pretty comfortable, honestly, and still pretty tired too.
"... will you save me some pancakes?"
His mom laughed at that, "I'll save you both some pancakes."
"OK."
Danny settled in, closing his eyes as his mom half closed the door again. He could get answers later.
And hopefully this guy was half as good at hugging while awake, too.
Danny woke up again when he felt the chest his face was pressed against stiffen slightly, and the arms holding him tighten a bit more. It was a good thing breathing was somewhat optional for him or he would probably be struggling a bit. He, however, found this very comfy, and kind of just wanted to lay here a little longer to soak in these premium cuddles.
Hìs as yet unamed cuddle buddy had other ideas though, moving one hand up to his pulse point. Danny pulled back a little, blinking blearily up, the man's hand following as he moved.
The two stared at each other for a moment before Danny let out huge yawn, and reached up a recently freed hand to rub the sleep out of his eyes.
The other guy just kept staring, though he seemed more relieved than anything. Danny stared back another minute before things started getting a bit awkward.
"Um... is there something on my face? " Danny asked.
That finally seemed to shake the guy out of his stupor. " Oh, no. It's just... are you always this cold? And heart beat this slow?"
Oh. Yeah that was fair. Danny was used to cuddling with Sam, Tucker, and his family, who knew about his weirdness. And occasionally Frostbite, who was colder than him.
"Yeah, I'm just like that now." Danny was glad to see the guy finally relax and take his hand off his pulse. "My friends say it's great for cuddling, cus it keeps them from overheating."
"Oh. So are you, like... a meta or something?" He did not seem to have noticed yet that he still had one arm around Danny.
"Or something," Danny hummed back. Was he forgetting something? Oh yeah. "My names Danny, by the way."
"I'm Dick," the now-named Dick replied. Some people might find that strange nowadays, but then some of Danny's rogues were name The Lunch Lady and The Box Ghost, so this was downright normal in comparison.
"Um, when did you get here exactly? I don't remember you from last night?" Dick asked now.
"You don't remember anything from this morning, I'm guessing?" Dick shook his head no, expression pinching a bit.
"OK. Um. Well, mom had sent to wake you up for breakfast, but you were pretty of it still I guess. You kinda just, grabbed on and pulled me into the bed with you." Danny chewed on his lip a moment, debating whether to tell the rest or not. Honesty was probably the best policy on this one, though.
"You also, um. You called me Jason." Dick flinched a bit at that. "You didn't really say much else, but you seemed really upset. Any time I tried to pull away you kinda held on tighter so." Danny shrugged, the what can you do? heavily implied.
Dick winced a little, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't-" and got cut off by both of their stomachs growling.
Danny snorted. "It's fine, but we should probably get some breakfast. Or," Danny twisted around to look at the clock, " lunch I guess, now. Mom saved us some pancakes. Do you remember where the bathroom is?"
"I - yes. Yes I do. "
"Great. The kitchen's at the bottom of the stairs, you can't miss it. I'll see you in a bit." Danny replied before getting up, stretching as he walked out the door.
Dick sat a moment longer before forcing himself up. The familiar hollow in his chest seemed maybe just a little less, this morning.
Dick sat on the edge of the bed a moment after Danny had left, head spinning with the realization that he had cried all over this unsuspecting teenager.
The resemblance hadn't been lost on him, of course. The differences were obvious now he was awake, but half asleep he could understand the mistake. Black hair, blue eyes, nearly the same height. Close to Jason's age, too.
Still didn't make it ok, though.
Dick shook his head to clear it, he really needed to get his shit together and leave before these nice people could figure out he was Nightwing. Bruce would be furious if their identities got out. It could put the family in danger.
He really should just grab his stuff and go, even if it might seem suspicious to skip out on breakfast. The less time he spent here, the better. So, grab stuff, maybe get dressed, get out. Not his best plan, but that's about where he was operating at the moment.
Dick looked around the rest of the room, but his suitcase was nowhere in sight. He got up and checked under the bed, but no dice. He was in his own sleep clothes, though, so he must have had it sometime after his shower last night. Maybe he left it in the bathroom.
Dick made his way there, but unfortunately did not find his suitcase there either. It was looking more and more likely that someone had moved it. Dick hoped nobody had opened it, with an optimism borne of denial. He instead got himself as ready for the day as he could, before heading downstairs.
Dick ran into Danny again at the bottom of the stairs, just coming out of the kitchen. Almost literally, the kid was so quiet Dick hadn't realized he was there until he turned the corner.
"Oh! There you are! I was about to come find you, you'd think you couldn't get lost what with just a straight hallway but sometimes the house gets weird. Anyway, dad apparently ate the extra pancakes this morning so mom is making fresh ones. Do you want chocolate chip or blueberry? Or plain, I guess." Danny rambled on, grabbing Dick's hand and dragging him over to the kitchen table and politely forcing him to sit down.
"Uh. Blueberry?" Dick replied. When he tried to stand up again, Danny just shooed him back to the table while gathering place settings and toppings for the pancakes.
Meanwhile a red haired woman stood at the counter mixing batter and bantering lightly with Danny. The kids mother, presumably. Dick was distracted from her again as Danny literally floated up to reach the glasses on the top shelf.
Dick was a little shocked at the blatant display of powers, even if Danny had admitted his meta status already. At least it seemed like his family was accepting, even if showing off in front of a virtual stranger seemed risky to Dick.
Once Danny's feet were back were back on the ground, Dick was finally able to ask his question. "So, uh, I was wondering if you know where my suitcase went? I didn't see upstairs anywhere..."
"Oh, I was doing laundry this morning and figured I’d get some of your clothes washed too," Danny's mother answered.
Oh. Oh no. There was absolutely no chance she hadn't seen his Nightwing suit then. Dick could feel his breathing start to pick up.
Danny felt the spike of panic behind him before he saw it. He heard the chair clatter to the floor as he put down the glass in his hand. He turned around just in time to see Dick back up against the wall, then slide down it as his legs started to give out from under him.
Danny caught eyes with his mom; while he couldn’t exactly call himself familiar to Dick, he would be more familiar than his mom. He signaled to her that he would take point. She hesitated a moment before nodding, turning back to the started pancakes so they wouldn't burn. He knew even if it looked like she was focused elsewhere she could snap into action if needed.
Danny slowly made his way over to Dick, stopping a few feet away when Dick's attention snapped to him. His ragged breathing was quieter than expected, and he appeared to already be attempting a breathing pattern.
Danny crouched down to make himself smaller, hands low in front of him to appear non-threatening. Dick's eyes were a bit glazed over again, and Danny wasn't sure if Dick would recognize him or not.
"Hey Dick, it's Danny. Is it ok if I come closer?"
There was long moment, the only sound Dick's ragged breathing, before the older man nodded slightly. Danny slowly crept forward, careful not to make any sudden moves, and keeping an eye out for any sign Dick wanted him to stop.
Instead the man reached out when he was close enough, and grabbed his wrists, one in each hand, once again feeling for his pulse. Danny could feel the panic come down a notch when he did, and Dick started to breathe a little easier.
The man did, however, still manage to pull Danny in closer until he was more or less in Dick's lap. Danny shot his mom a thumbs up when she looked over; Dick seemed to find the touch calming, so he didn't mind teddy bear duty. Even if it was thr second time today.
Dick had almost fully calmed when they all three heard the front door slam open, and the boisterous yell of Jack Fenton coming from the entry way.
Danny felt Dick tense underneath him, but it still came as a surprise when Jack came around the corner and Danny suddenly found himself pushed behind Dick as the man settled into a clearly defensive stance.
If Dick was still seeing Jason right now, who was he seeing when he looked at Jack?
When Dick called home, begging to come back from his undercover work, he dialed the wrong number.
He dialed Fentonworks phone.
Jack Fenton answered.
Jack Fenton sounds so much like Bruce at first listen if someone is tired and emotionally wrecked that Dick started going on his tangeant, pleading to come home.
Jack Fenton doesn't mind more kids at all! Neither does Maddie!
Jack tells him to come home and gives him the address to Fentonworks, and gets the guest room set up and ready to go.
Dick, finally arriving three days later, still sleep deprived and not all there, stares at the blimp on the building and starts to think he may have dialed the wrong number.
He doesn't have time to cry and go back, though, because Jack and Maddie Fenton whirlwind their way out the door and corral him into his new bedroom, treating him like he's always been their son and he's just been gone for awhile.
And Dick...Dick needs this. He's three steps from a mental breakdown, can't think past two sentences worth of planning, and he hasn't slept in who knows how long. He can regret later, right now, he'll take it.
He allows them to tuck him into bed, allows himself to fall asleep, and leaves the freaking out to a more awake him.
Danny, meanwhile, is having a little chat with a few of the ghosts that regularly follow Dick Grayson, and goes invisible and intangible to just...fly over to where this guy had been and steal the info he was after.
Because holy shit, that dude looks like he needs a break.
Or: Dick gets adopted as an adult by the Fentons instead of Bruce, and gets a really weird support network.
Danny, innocent angel, doesn’t think about why or how to present this information to Dick
He just stuffs it in the guy’s coat on a USB, figuring if he was that sleep deprived he’ll probably just assume he’d already gotten it himself before he passed out
Dick was Bat-trained before he went undercover and knows Absolutely For Sure that he didn’t get this intel; he’s not even sure how he would have gotten half of it, it’s not even what he was looking for…
But after 8 hours of sleep and a heaping bowl of cereal, it slots a whole lot of missing pieces into place
And ya know what? Staying in Amity just a bit longer to investigate means that the two invisible ghosts who have been following Dick around just happen to get a little stronger now that they have been exposed to more ecto.
Dick, running on negative 12 hours of sleep, slurring into the phone: Dad, I wanna come home, I hate this.
Jack Fenton, who at this point in his life has:
- a daughter, who is smarter than him and his wife combined
- a son, who is half-dead and possibly the king of the afterlife. He and his wife are co-parenting him with the anthropomorphic embodiment of the concept of time.
- another daughter, created by his sort-of-ex-best-friend, who is the clone of his son and was born fourteen years old and/or dead. Said daughter is traveling the world and still hasn't agreed to move in to the Fenton family home despite his best efforts.
- a fourth child that's older than him due to temporal shenanigans, who is currently in Time Prison for crimes against humanity, ghosts, and everyone else. He's currently trying to convince the anthropomorphic embodiment of the concept of time to allow visitation.
Jack, totally ready and willing to believe he has acquired yet another child via supernatural nonsense: Then come home, boyo! You've always got a place here, let me give you the directions in case you've forgotten.
Danny pulls him aside later and says he's looked into Dick's foster Dad and he's kinda a fruitloop and he's not going to be a hypocrite and tell Dick he shouldn't be a vigilante if that's what he wants. But...Dick seems like he's really having a bad time with it. And if he doesn't want to do it, he doesn't have to, and the Fentons will protect him from Bruce if that's what he needs.
And wow that's a lot to unpack, not the least of which is the security leak. But Dick would be lying if it didn't warm his heart a little that this kid who looks 100lbs soaking wet would square up against Batman to protect him.
"- a son, who is half-dead and possibly the king of the afterlife. He and his wife are co-parenting him with the anthropomorphic embodiment of the concept of time."
I like the little detail here that Jack and Maddie aren't sure whether Danny is the king of the afterlife or not.
Like, Danny won't give them a straight answer, or keeps giving them different answers, or some ghosts say yes but other say no, or Danny hasn't said anything about it but they've been hearing rumors but also they don't want to risk pushing too much and ask him about it, or etc.
Anyway, if Dick at this point has spent time with the Kent family, maybe this all feels weirdly a little familiar (and therefore even more comforting).
When Dick called home, begging to come back from his undercover work, he dialed the wrong number.
He dialed Fentonworks phone.
Jack Fenton answered.
Jack Fenton sounds so much like Bruce at first listen if someone is tired and emotionally wrecked that Dick started going on his tangeant, pleading to come home.
Jack Fenton doesn't mind more kids at all! Neither does Maddie!
Jack tells him to come home and gives him the address to Fentonworks, and gets the guest room set up and ready to go.
Dick, finally arriving three days later, still sleep deprived and not all there, stares at the blimp on the building and starts to think he may have dialed the wrong number.
He doesn't have time to cry and go back, though, because Jack and Maddie Fenton whirlwind their way out the door and corral him into his new bedroom, treating him like he's always been their son and he's just been gone for awhile.
And Dick...Dick needs this. He's three steps from a mental breakdown, can't think past two sentences worth of planning, and he hasn't slept in who knows how long. He can regret later, right now, he'll take it.
He allows them to tuck him into bed, allows himself to fall asleep, and leaves the freaking out to a more awake him.
Danny, meanwhile, is having a little chat with a few of the ghosts that regularly follow Dick Grayson, and goes invisible and intangible to just...fly over to where this guy had been and steal the info he was after.
Because holy shit, that dude looks like he needs a break.
Or: Dick gets adopted as an adult by the Fentons instead of Bruce, and gets a really weird support network.
Ellie is raising a de-aged Danny in Gotham as it's the only place other than Amity Park with ample ambient ectoplasm. Finding a job was kinda hard considering she spent most of her life traveling so she didn't exactly have a 'proper' education nor identity. Luckily for her Mr. Cobblepot doesn't require any fancy certificate and doesn't ask any questions. He even lets her bring Danny in (of course, provided he stays in his carrier in a corner unseen by customers) since he's so well behaved and she's proven to be an excellent mixologist.
The batclan sees what is obviously a teen mom working for Penguin. She probably got kicked out by her parents for getting knocked up. That just won't do. No girl needs to be working while taking care of a baby. Let alone working for Cobblepot. They need to get her out of there. Asap.
You know.... Bruce is still technically a foster parent. And she does have the standard traits....
Cobblepot is exactly the kind of petty to give Dani a bonus everytime she tells the various Wayne's/bats to fuck off in increasingly creative ways, with higher $$$ values the more embarrassing it is for the Wayne/bat in question (bonus points if it makes Cobblepot look good at the same time)
I need prank ideas, with Cobblepot paying for Dani's pranking supplies c'mon Tumblr don't let me down
Dani; "So, boss man, Should I get Danny to vomit on the next bat in the club, or is that a bit too gross?"
Cobblepot; "Hmm, As soon as they have left the building, Danny should be attempting to escape baby jail and of course they will try to rescue the poor babe. Yes, so long as it is outside."
Danny in baby jail; *evil baby cackles* "Ya ya ya!"
*cut scene to the next night*
Dani; "Now get out! and stay out! How often do I have to tell you to fuck off! Fucking fruitloops!"
Nightwing was pushed roughly out of the iceburg lounge again by the young mom. They had made no progress, it was like she didn't want their help! As he turned around to try and get back in he saw the toddler making a brave escape from his playpen. He had toddled over giggling just after his mom had left and was nearing the door. Nightwing ran forward to scoop him up to return him to his mom. If nothing else that might make her tolerate him a little longer, right?
And as soon as he picked the little one up he made a disgusted face and threw up, all down the front of his suit. Oh gods. That was going to be a bitch to clean out. What was worse was the fact he was right under the CCTV. This was going to go viral, Nightwing just knew it.
Dani heard the noise and turned around quickly. She immediately threw herself into the role of worried mother.
"Oh gosh, Danny, baby, what are you doing? Oh no, did you feel sick oh honey." She looked up at Nightwing and grimaced. "I'd suggest you go home and clean up. You do NOT want it to dry out, believe me. Thanks for keeping him from escaping."
Nightwing forced out a smile and nodded. "Yup, I think going home would be a good idea. Is there ANY way I could bribe you to delete the footage of this. At all?"
Dani grinned ferally and nodded. "Yup, get the rest of the bat clan to leave me the fuck alone. Do that and I will. Otherwise, no deal"
Nightwing sighed dramatically and pointed at her. "You! Are a cruel and unusual woman! We both know that's not going to happen!"
Dani cackled at him nodding brightly. "Yup! Enjoy your viral video mr Vigilante sir! Now I have to go put this one back in baby jail after cleaning him up. Bye!"
Nightwing blinked, she slammed the door in his face. Wait... Danny, had never escaped before. That, was that all a set up. Oh gods, he was never gonna hear the end of this.
Why can I see Danny wearing a penguin onesie when he goes with Dani to the Iceberg Lounge just to be on theme and maybe because Danny has cryokinesis the penguins that roam the place (if I'm remembering right Cobblepot allows his penguins to roam free around, can't remember if this is right?) like to stick close to Danny because he feels just amount the right of cold for them. Dani and a few others notices but try to keep it on the downlow, maybe Cobblepot wonders if there is a way to capitalize on it (less money spent on importing cold ice and water for his penguins after all) with Dani's permission of course.
(Also the idea of a baby Danny in a penguin onesie being followed by a small line of penguins around the lounge is stuck in my head)
Danny and [insert any of the Batfam here] enter a whirlwind romance. (Danny on vacation while the Batfam member was on a forced too)
It's fast, it's chaotic, it's passionate. There is Oscar winning romance scenes (kissing in the rain after confessing deep feelings), miscommunication and heavy makeups. Etc etc.
In the middle of this romantic whirlwind, the two get drunk and get hitched.
When the morning after their wedding greets them they of course freak out but after talking it over they discover the pros outweigh the cons and decide to keep their marital status (and they maybe forgot due to reasons)
then the time for them to go home happens, the two keep in touch, sometimes finding time to go have dates but understand the other is normally busy with their jobs (and night jobs too, they talked about their hero personas so there is no misunderstandings)
It isn't until one of them gets hurt that their doctor gets in contact with their 'spouse' that their families discover they're married.
Cue shenanigans as their families try to dig up things on the mystery spouse.
Danny and [insert any of the Batfam here] enter a whirlwind romance. (Danny on vacation while the Batfam member was on a forced too)
It's fast, it's chaotic, it's passionate. There is Oscar winning romance scenes (kissing in the rain after confessing deep feelings), miscommunication and heavy makeups. Etc etc.
In the middle of this romantic whirlwind, the two get drunk and get hitched.
When the morning after their wedding greets them they of course freak out but after talking it over they discover the pros outweigh the cons and decide to keep their marital status (and they maybe forgot due to reasons)
then the time for them to go home happens, the two keep in touch, sometimes finding time to go have dates but understand the other is normally busy with their jobs (and night jobs too, they talked about their hero personas so there is no misunderstandings)
It isn't until one of them gets hurt that their doctor gets in contact with their 'spouse' that their families discover they're married.
Cue shenanigans as their families try to dig up things on the mystery spouse.
Tim would like to say it was a genuine accident. He just forgot to mention his husband and then it had been so long that he ... Forgot that he forgot to mention him.
Tim loved his husband and he loved their children. He loved Jordan in all his grumpy glory, he loved Ellie and her free spirit, he loved his sister-in-law, he loved his parents-in-law, both living and dead and he loved his husband's platonic life partners in the shape of his two best friends.
And he wanted them to meet his family ! He really did! He just wished it wouldn't be like that.
He just wished they didn't meet because someone got a lucky shot while he was out as Tim Drake. He had been quite publicly shot in the shoulder and where his spleen used to be. Which meant of course that he was brought to a hospital. Which meant of course that as his family waited outside his husband had been called.
Which of course resulted in a shouting match when Dick refused to let in who he deemed a stranger. And Danny, the worrier that he is, grew angrier the longer it went.
With a long suffering sigh Tim slowly rose up and walked toward the door before anyone on either side had enough and started throwing hands.
Was Tim touched that the whole batfamily (except for Cass who je could only assume had went after whoever shot him) was there? Even Jason and the Demon brat? Yes, not that he would let them know. Was he surprised that the entirety of the Fenton family, outside of its neverborn or fully dead members, were there? Not really. Okay maybe a bit, he thought Maddie and Jack would go hunting too instead.
The second Danny saw him, his shoulders relaxed minutiously, a relieved smile painting his face while their twin terrors ran up and started clinging to his legs.
"Dad ! You're fine! Mom worried! We told him that you're strong and won't get too hurt but mom just kept worrying but you're fine right?" Ellie's little face was looking at him expectantly even if she refused to admit she had been worried as well.
Dan had stayed silent the entire time, hiding his face in Tim's leg as soft sobs wracked his shoulders.
"I'm fine starlight, little wraith. I promise I'm fine. I'm not going to die anytime soon." He said, kneeling down to pat both his children's heads, finally seeing his son stubbornly trying to hold back tears, "Hey, there's no need to cry I'm here." Tim hugged close his children, Ellie immediately returning it while Dan once again desperately clung to him, "I'm not... I'm not crying..." His baby boy argued even as his shoulders shook with the strength of his sobs.
Tim knew his family was staring but right now comforting his children was much more important than anything else.
Dan and Ellie trying to be 'strong' and not cry for their dad but their resolve breaks the moment they're hugging him. Tim ignoring the stares he's getting, totally going to have to explain once the dust settles so to speak. And I love the idea of Danny almost getting into a full on verbal match with Dick, no doubt holding back for the sake of the kids. (Also love the idea of good Fenton parents in this and that they're off hunting down the people who hurt their son-in-law whom they love the fact he's always down for their mad science when he visits Amity Park)
Also I noticed you put Sam and Tucker as Danny's platonic life partners. I also would like to throw in Conner, Cassie, and Bart as Tim's. Ride or die platonic life partners I say. Best part is that Danny and Tim totally understand and just go 'Yep'
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