Prompt idea
Danny’s got this habit.
It started off innocent enough—he figured out he could phase things into himself to carry them around. A pen, a notebook, some sticky notes, his phone, his wallet… a bag of chips if he was in the mood. Why bother with a backpack when you can just be the backpack?
And honestly? It’s so convenient. He always has what he needs. He never loses things anymore. If someone asks for a pen, boom—he reaches into his own shoulder and pulls one out. Instant problem solver.
The other heroes don’t think much of it. Flash thinks it’s funny, Batman doesn’t even blink (he’s seen weirder), Wonder Woman just accepts it as “ghost powers, sure.”
But Superman? Superman is so worried.
See, Clark’s x-ray vision isn’t perfect. It’s great for spotting bones and outlines, but when it comes to the finer details inside a half-ghost kid’s body? Not so much.
All Clark sees is this boy—this very alive, very human-looking boy—with several strange, solid masses stuffed inside his torso. Some long, some lumpy, some rectangular. They don’t match anything he recognizes in human anatomy. And there’s a lot of them. Like… crowding his organs a lot.
Clark cannot tell if Danny is just walking around with a body full of tumors, swallowed weapons, or alien parasites. He doesn’t know if Danny knows.
He tries to be subtle at first. “Hey, uh, Danny… how’s your health? You feeling okay? No pain or anything?”
Danny, mid-battle, casually pulling a granola bar out of his chest cavity: “Yeah, I’m fine, why?”
Clark nearly drops out of the sky.
Because. Because. Danny just pulled what looked like a wrapped energy bar out of what Clark was pretty sure was lodged halfway through his left lung.
“Danny,” Clark tries again, panicking internally, “do you—do you realize you have—there are things inside you?”
Danny, blinking, chewing his granola bar: “Yeah? That’s where I keep them.”
Clark: “…”
Danny: reaches into his ribs and produces a wallet “See? Super handy.”
Clark: staring in absolute horror
The rest of the League thinks it’s hilarious. Flash begs Danny to store snacks for him. Green Lantern suggests Danny could be “the ultimate smuggling operation.” Batman gives Clark a Look™ that says “don’t ask, don’t question, just accept.”
But Clark can’t stop seeing the shapes. He can’t stop thinking this poor kid is full of alien tumors and just doesn’t realize it.
Meanwhile Danny? Danny’s just pleased he can fit a whole thermos and three candy bars in his chest cavity without losing lung function.