Danny, on the run, learns shapeshifting and proceeds to pull an Amorpho to eat. Ie, finds family having a big meal, waits for everyone to go to bed, turn into one of the family members, and breaks in to eat their leftovers. If he's caught, he just has to pretend to be whoever he's shapeshifted in to up for a midnight snack long enough to get away.
It works especially well on larger families with strong resemblance to each other. Tired people in the dark will rationalize away any idiosyncrasies. And as long as he doesn't linger long enough for rumors to pop up, the risk is negligible.
The trick has served him well as he's made his way steadily east (bigger cities, denser populations, easier to hide). Well enough he's completely confident in his next choice of targets. The Wayne Family should see him well fed enough, he might even make it out of the country on his next migration.
I feel like he’d be like one of those pets you’d have to pry their mouths open because he’s just so determined to eat it.
Ghost baby. Baby learns about the world by putting things in it mouth. It’s self-explanatory really. He’s eaten ectoplasm before so he’d probably think this is practically harmless in comparison.
Plus, it’s eco-friendly. Why just eat the chocolate bar when you could eat it with the wrapper. He’s being 100% efficient by eating his trash. No evidence and cleaning up after himself at the same time.
He’s able to digest almost anything because of his ectoplasm anyway, it’d be a shame not to take advantage of it.
Anyways, first incident? When Tim take’s Danny to go eat sushi, he just takes a bite of his chopsticks while eating a peice, they just get shorter and shorter until eventually he’s done. Tim watched in horrified silence, not really stopping Danny, wondering if he really didn’t notice he was eating his…utencils. At the end Danny just finished off the last piece of chopstick, no sushi.
Tim thinks it’s just wise not to say anything to his face but to instead bring this information to the cave, because who else is he supposed to talk to about what he witnessed??
Dick is the type to immedietly launch himself at Danny, holding his jaw and futily trying to pry his jaw open to stick his fingers down his mouth, panicking. Cause why is Danny eating an entire cup of plastic?? Spit it out!!! NO BAAAAD
I feel like Jason would be less willing to jump in but would reluctantly pry Danny’s mouth open if asked as one of his siblings does the routine of trying to fish something out of his mouth. It was metal once, took a bite out of it like a piece of hard sugar, there was a crunch and everything. Eventually though Jason would work up to just full on tackling Danny as soon as he chomps down on not food.
Cass just jabs two fingers violently to Danny’s stomach till he coughs it out himself. Steph coming up with a list of ‘things Danny has eaten’ and a ‘things I predict Danny will eat’, sometimes she’ll jump in on the fun of physically restraining Danny so they can get something out of his mouth, she can practice her headlock cause damn is he wiggly.
Damian is absolutely handing Danny things to eat when they’re alone, like just presenting something to him without saying anything. Once had him eat toxic paint (dolloped on the plate like a gorumat dish) and had him describe how it tasted—having Danny try all the animals' pets food to make sure they were satisfactory enough for each animal.
Duke wants no part in this, and by that he means he slides Danny his trash to do what he want’s with it because he just doesn’t want to put his hand down his throat… sometimes it’s just better to know whose trash he’s eating. Duke lies and say’s Danny snatches it from his hands.
Alfred can’t stop Danny, god knows anyone can, he supplements this by feeding Danny nonstop so he has no chance to even reach for something non-edible to eat.
Barbara helps by making a file of screen captures filled with Danny in the middle of eating anything, really. Edible, Non-edible, Impossible.
Damian stands in silence as he looks at the crestfallen figure of Danny, who is still sitting on the chair where he has been sitting for over an hour now. The blood son of Batman has no idea how to start, it’s like his lips have been glued shut with grizzly glue at the same time that every single word has erased itself from his brain. Damian Al-Ghul Wayne feels both powerless and oh so sssstupid.
“I guess this is it then.” Danny is the one who breaks the too long silence. Humorless smile on his pale lips.
“What do you mean?” Words come back to Damian’s mouth and find their way out of his lips.
“Now you know the kind of monster I am.” Danny says, and Damian moves faster than any speedster in the infrastructure.
Danny’s eyes open wide while his he-hopes-still-boyfriend hugs him tight.
“Do not dare call yourself that ever again!” Damian growls.
And Danny cannot hold it anymore, he returns Damians tight hug, both staying like that for many more minutes. Danny crying inconsolably as Damian caresses his hair and whispers sweet nothings to his beloved’s ear.
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Batman enters the room where the rest of the interrogation witnesses are waiting while sitting around the round meeting table. He takes seat right between Wonder Woman and Superman.
“So, that was something.” Nightwing breaks the tense silence.
“So young and yet has already burdened so much. The weight of a crown is too heavy for a child to carry and yet he carries his like Atlas to the skies.” Aquaman follows, his tone carries the sorrow he feels for the young boy that is the King of the Infinite.
“I cannot believe he actually told us about his death.” Constantine adds. “That’s the most intimate thing for a ghost, something only shared among those they consider fraid, their family, to share that with us… I don’t think you people understand the importance of him telling us about it.”
“I knew he had barely manifested when he fought the tyrant for the first time, but he to think that he’s literally just a kid!” Deadman exclaims.
“A kid just trying to mend the mistakes of his parents.” Zatanna says, her tone solemn.
“What now?” Flash questions. “I mean, based on what he said and on what we know so far the kid just wants to live.” He continues and everybody in the room can hear how his voice slightly breaks at the end.
“What do you think?” Superman, no Clark asks his best friend, for he understands how close this case is to B’s family.
“Since it seems that it was Gotham herself who offered to be the king's sanctuary, it will be Gotham who will keep sheltering him.” The big bad bat states. “When we leave, he comes with us.” He adds as he looks at his eldest son.
“Yeh, about that, I don’t think they’re gonna finish talking any soon.” Nightwing says with an awkward smile.
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Back in the interrogation room, Damian is sitting on a corner with Danny sitting on his lap, his head resting over one of Damian’s shoulders, his pretty eyes puffy and still shiny. Damian has taken off the domino mask from his face, he is looking at Danny’s face and caressing his cheek with his thumb.
“Do you feel better, qalbi?” Damian asks with gentleness.
“Yeah… sorry smearing snot on your cape.” Danny answers, voice hoarse.
“It is quite alright. It is always gets dirtied by some more disgusting substances anyways.”
“I bet.” Danny huffs a chuckle and Damian’s anxiety lessens at the sound.
“Daniel.” Damian calls and sweetly makes Danny look at his, their faces so close that their noses almost touch. “I am not angry at you, nor disgusted nor disappointed, nor any of those silly things your mind might be whispering to your heart. I was surprised, confused and scared. I am sorry if I made you feel like I would turn my back on you, I just needed to calm down and organize my thoughts.”
“You mean it?”
Damian just nods his head. Danny’s bottom lip wobbles but he doesn’t cry again, instead, he surrounds Damian neck with his arms and gives him a tight hug that the other teen gladly returns.
“I am so sorry you had to go through that hell, my love.”
Danny breaks the hug and with the palm of his left hand he touches Damian’s cheeks, the slightly taller teen then rests his head to said palm as Danny says, “At least I wasn’t raised in an evil cult?”
“Just how much of my life is written in that manual of yours?” Damian questions as he remembers that Danny mentioned the ‘Gotham Manual’ that the city’s spirit had given him before moving to Gotham.
“Not much, really. It’s more like a wiki-page with your most basic info. Nothing too revealing.”
“Is that why you choose my table that first day of school?”
“Nope. Up to that day I had barely read the intro of the book.” Danny reveals without an ounce of shame. “In reality, it wasn’t until that day that I started to properly read it because I wanted to know about the new friend I had made, then I found out about you and your family’s extracurricular activities, and I stopped reading it again because it didn’t feel right to know about that without your permission.”
“You are a good actor.” Damian acknowledges.
“Thanks. It took me to almost die a second time to learn.” Danny jokes and Damian makes a face, which only makes Danny’s smile stretch.
“Is there a way for me to stop the incoming jokes and puns about dead that will plague my future with you?”
“And let Jason be the only one with a tombstone in this graveyard? Never.”
Damian throws his head back, taking it away from Danny’s cold hand and letting it rest on the wall.
“But, talking seriously Dames, you don’t feel scared of me, of what I am?”
Damian looks at his – thank the heaves – still boyfriend. “Daniel, my father is Bruce Wayne, I have no proofs but also no doubts that he has had intercourse with Superman at least once, also, most of my siblings have had intimacy with non-human individuals. Believe me roohi, I am not bothered by the nature of your biology nor power.”
Neither Damian nor Danny knows this, but after Damian said that every bat and bird did a big sneeze (Clockwork knows though, and he did a sensible chuckle while watching his screens).
“O-k, I so much didn’t need to know that about your family, babe.”
“It is but a matter of a fact.”
“Still… wait! Does that mean that you’re still willing to, you know, do the deal with me?” Danny questions as a beautiful rouge blush spreads across his freckled face and neck.
“As long as you are also willing to take me.” Damian purrs, the tips of his lips suddenly gently touch the tip pf Danny’s own.
The answer is Danny closing the very short distance between them.
It was just a peck, a long one mind you, but when they broke apart their foreheads touched and their eyes locked… and Damian saw how Danny’s eyes filled with tears again.
Danny chuckles a sniff and Damian kisses the tears away. They stay like that for a while… until Danny’s stomach betrays him.
“Aww, come one.”
“Come, love. The cafeteria here has some descent food.”
“Gasp! Can we eat in a room where we can look at the outer space?!”
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