Danny mistaking damian for Dani and picking him up by the scruff.
Dick thinks heâs about to witness a murder but damians ectoplasm is giving him the best vibes so heâs just hanging there, relaxed.
Damian attempts to stab/threatening one of the other batfam members in public. Dannys exhausted just walking by at the same time completely uninvolved and hears or sees Damian being all assassin child and atomically responds the same way he does with Dani. Damian just going completely limp like a kitten, zoning out, unable to commit violence, or having flashbacks to Thalia doing something similar.
Dick doesnât know how to respond to anything and is about to start crying, because this random civilian just yoinked Dami and is still alive. And Damiâs just letting him?!?
Tim standing by in shock wondering if heâs hallucinating and takes out his phone to record everything.
Danny going all âDani you canât stab random people that can kill them.â Then Danny looking at Damian closer: like this isnât my violent child/sister/cousin. Panicking/apologising and putting him down then just dipping without any explanation, because that was just awkward.
Damian snapping back like a minute later super embarrassed and yelling at his brothers about not helping him.
Bruce finding out later wondering if calming down Damian was always that easy, but also not wanting to risk trying it.
Jason actually tries it⊠and it works? One of the other batfam members try and almost lose an arm. So it only works for Jason (and Cass).
Sleep deprivation is still shitty even when youâre someone who sometimes doesnât even need to breathe. Danny can attest to this. There have already been a number of âincidentsâ his lovely friends and sister keep track of and use against him when they think it time for him to take a nap. The incidents 27 and 56 are particularly notable but Danny thinks this new incident, number 62 might take the cake.
It was supposed to be a basic bust. Get in, beat up the goons, alert the GCPD of the illegal goods, get out.
This bust wasnât the same. The strange men in the white suits overwhelmed Nightwing and Red Hood and knocked them out. Nightwing woke up still in the warehouse. Red Hood however, was gone.
Red Hood didnât know what these Ghost Investigation Ward guys wanted him for but a sinking feeling in his gut said that it wasnât for anything good
WellâŠ. THEYâRE fucked. *Distant Bat Kill Bill start blaring the second Nightwing utters the phrase âJasonâs goneâ over the coms* I am sure Bruce is gonna be⊠just⊠Just SO CALM and reasonable about this. Very calm. Law abiding. Not involve every Kyptonian currently on the planet and half the JLA besides. Itâs fiiiiiiiine >.>
*smash cut to Jason sitting beside Danny in a cell as alarms blare, the entire building under seige, calmly sipping a juice box as the emergency power is cut*
âYeah so like I was saying, theyâre a bit high strung⊠and kinda assholes⊠but they DO care. I give it like? Maaaaaybe fifteen more minutes tops.â
The GIW have gone and fucked up majorly now.
There will be nothing left of it once the Bats are done.
Jason wakes up with a jolt, finding himself trapped in what looks like a prison cell but all white and instead of bars itâs thick glass tinted green.
He curses when he remembers the guys in white, and feels a jolt of panic when he realizes they mightâve taken Nightwing too. He turns, only to see the cell is mostly empty except a human shaped lump curled in the corner.
Jasonâs heart lurches as he catches a glimpse of familiar black hair and assumes the worst. He scrambled to his feet and over to who he thinks is his older brother when he notices a few differences. For one, this guy was smaller than Dick, wearing ratty jeans and a tshirt, and possibly a kid. Jason approaches cautiously, not wanting to scare the kid.
Hood had no idea what the guys in white were up to, or why they had a kid locked in a containment cell. Why would they take Red Hood and not Nightwing? Even the cell looked odd. It was powered with green lights that were bright as fuck, and Jason was pretty sure the rest of the cell would be easy enough to escape from. He could see a panel in the wall that would be easy to break into and back the locks on the door. Heâd be fine. Jason just needed to assess the kid before he got them out of there.
âHey, kid,âJason said gently, reaching to nudge the kid, when as soon as he touched his shoulder the teen jerked awake, pressing himself back into the corner as tight as he could. The kid blinked back sleep, turning to face Jason only for them both to freeze.
Jason held back a shout of rage at the sight of a muzzle on the kid, heavy duty that needs some sort of unlocking remote or mechanism. His blood boiled with rage at the sight of it combined with the bruises and bags under his eyes. Blue eyes stared up at him in barely restrained fear until Jason remembered he was still wearing his hood.
Taking it off he sets it down next to him as he takes a seat in front of the kid. âHey kiddo, Iâm not gonna hurt you,â Jason continues. âI just woke up in here a bit ago, but Iâm not sure where weâre at or why they want me. Are you okay? Iâve got some medical supplies in my belt if youâre injured.â
The kid stared at him a moment before nodding slowly. âGood,â Jason grinned, standing up and offering a hand to the scrawny kid. âYou wanna get out of here?â
The kids eyes widened and he practically threw himself at Jason in his attempt to get up. Jason would laugh at the eagerness if it wasnât so sad. How long has this kid been here? What were the guys in white doing to him? Why was he even here? He questioned. He really hoped there werenât any other prisoners around.
Jason wasted no time getting the panel in the wall open and pulling and connecting wires. The kid stayed a few steps behind him, watching intently until the doors opened with a swish.
âWoah!â Jason exclaimed as he gently grasped the kid around the waist as he darted for the door. âYouâre okay, weâre getting out, but if you run theyâll find us quicker. We gotta be stealthy alright? Weâll get out together, can you follow me?â
The kid looked frustrated but gave a nod to Jason as he slowly released the kid. Instead he took the kids cold hand and led him down the hall on silent feet. The kids footsteps were inaudible as they traversed down the hall. âAre there any other prisoners?â Jason asked, and the kid shook his head in the negative. Good, Jason thought.
They only came across two guys in white when they approached what looked like a garage. The kid had tensed, while Jason slammed into the guards, throwing a solid punch to each, rendering them unconscious on the ground. It was over in under a minute, and Jason quickly led the kid to one of the assault vehicles that looked the least conspicuous to be out around town.
The kid got into the passenger seat while Jason drove, and in no time they were on the road back to Gotham. âAlright kid, I know the muzzle isnât great, but Iâve got stuff to remove it once we get back to my place,âJason reassures, and the kids shoulders sink in relief. Jason was pretty sure B would find him first and demand he go to the cave, but right now the kid was his first priority.
Jasonâs attention snapped to his right when he caught the kid making gestures. It wasnât sign language, but the kid was pointing back to where they came, then to himself, and making the two connect. âThey wonât be able to find you, kiddo, youâre safe with me,âJason reassured, but the kid shook his head.
It took a minute for Jason to get it, but when he did his hands dig into the steering wheel. âThey can track you?â Jason asked, and the teen nodded sadly. Jason sighed,âAlright, thatâs fine, we can deal with that when we get to my place. Is it a tracker on you?â
The teen shook his head, gesturing to all of himself and Jason cursed. âThe thing theyâre tracking is you?â Jason clarified, receiving a sad nod in return. âAre you a meta?â
The teen winced, but raised a hand in a see saw motion. Jason wondered how the kid could be sort of meta, but didnât push. The kid was drooping more and more, and there was about an hour before they even reached Gotham.
âGo ahead and rest kiddo, Iâll wake you up when we get there,âJason offered, and while the kid gave him a suspicious look, it seemed exhaustion won out as the kid ended up leaning back and against the window anyway. Within minutes Jason saw the kid fast asleep.
He grimaced at the sight of the metal of the muzzle digging into the kids sleeping face, resolving to get that thing off him the first chance they get. He considered calling the bats, but his comm was broken and there wasnât any kind of communication device in the car.
Jason let out a breath, eyes drifting to the sleeping teen. He hoped Bruce was open to adopt another kid. The teen even had the black hair and blue eyes, so Jason was sure B couldnât say no.
Bruce, busting in: WHERE IS HE.
*Batfam proceeds to tear down the entire GIW in epic cross country road trip full of red herrings, false leads, cold leads, and emotional breakdowns*
Jason, in Gotham, still forgetting to contact his family: More pancakes?
Danny: Yes please.
Alfred knows theyâre home, Alfred always knows, but he sees Danny not yet ready to face the chaos of the entire clan crowding him, he sees how Jay is still stepping carefully to not trigger the new boy or himself into a panic or rage, he sees the connection they have in their death jokes and how Danny would sometimes glow like Jason does on bad days, and decides to not tell Bruce just yet. He keeps reports of course, handwritten instead of in the computer just in case his child decides to call off the hunt of those monsters before its finished.
He hears the soft conversations while tending to the youngerâs wounds, the scared explanation on the substance that is in his veins is not quite Lazarus but something much cleaner than the apparent sewage Jason was exposed to. He gives a warm reassuring smile as Danny shyly asks Alfred himself if it would be alright to see one of his friends, if perhaps Jay and Alfred would come with him because this particular friend is also his primary doctor and maybe he would have some advice on helping Jason with his own death adjacent health issues. A practice that Alfred is always willing to learn if it kept his family safe.
They are told to dress warmly, very warmly. When asked, Danny insists that he dosenât need such clothing himself, it was part of his powerset and the environment was actually quite soothing for him.
Alfred tries not to startle as Danny whistles, seconds later a large green dog bursting out of nowhere and tackling the boy to the floor. Jason had already jumped to free him but Alfred had seen the reaction many times between Damian and Titus. Danny was this dogâs boy and nothing would get between them until they let it.
Alfred did not expect to travel by portal in the begining, he himself didnt use the Zeta tubes often but knowing Danny had access to something similar was sure to put Bruce in a series of knots. That is when Alfred deemed them clear to come home.
Coming out the other side was like flipping a switch, any lasting tension Danny held swept away in the arctic winds. Taking deep breaths of the thick green air seemed to strengthen his glow while Jason seemed caught in a trance.
Suddenly Danny stills, turning sharply to his right and pouncing towards a figure cloaked in deep purple. Wrapped in strong arms that held him close as the boy trembles and clings, both of them cooing and clicking to each other in that language that Jason could only half understand at present, while off in the distance the thudding of a tall white beast runs straight at them skidding to a stop just before their group only to rest his forehead against the shaking childâs back.
Red eyes locked with his own, the entity in the cloak seeming ancient and powerful, aura alone told of things he could not hope to understand, but more familiar than Alfred would have expected. An unspoken understanding passed between them, both are people who would see the world destroyed before their family is taken from them. No matter how unwillingly tied their hands may sometimes be.
Yes! Beautiful! Alfred and Clockwork sharing an instant understanding! Love it!
Alfred watched over his boys while they were being treated. The man he had seen first came to stay by his side. They waited quietly for some time until they spoke to him.
Clockwork: Hello Mr Pennyworth. Thank you. For giving out boys the space to heal.
Alfred: If course I did. You would do the same.
Clockwork: And much worse. I am Clockwork. Master of Time. And chosen family of young Daniel.
Alfred: Yes. Grandfather is the most important title hmm?
Clockwork: Of course. I have a mirror that will allow you to call me. Take it. And I will check in on the boys.And if you need advice on their needs.
Alfred: That would be useful Indded. if you can visit our realm you should. Join us for a family dinner sometime. Master Bruce needs a good shock once every now and then.
Clockwork: And he wonders where his children got their mischief from.
They fell silent as Frostbite led Danny and Jason out. He ushered them all into a side room so they could talk.
Frostbite: Young Jason will be needing weekly supplements for some time. He will have some issues with mood dysregulation for some time yet. But he should be better able to restrain his actions.
He took a breath and laid a hand on Dannyâs shoulder. He looked pained at what had been done to the two young men.
Frostbie: Young Danny, will take some time to heal fully. The emotional impact will slow his healing. But with the medications I am sending will be fine. I want them both to come back once a week for the next two or three months. We can reassess at that point.
Alfred: You have my thanks Chief Frostbite. I will ensure they do not forget their treatments and visits.
Clockwork: Would you enjoy a trip around the Realms for a day or so? To relax, I can dilate time, so one hour in your dimension is a day here.
Jason: Sounds great. Means we get more time away from⊠Everything yeah?
Danny: Alfred can come too right?
Clockwork: If he so desires.
Alfred: It would be good to visit. And get a better idea of your new culture my boys.
Frostbite: A most practical idea. You are welcome to visit with my people. They love to tell stories.
Tim Drake gets a new personal assistant. It’s not that he wants a new one, but Tam is taking on a different position since her knowing his secret isn’t enough to stop her from spreading her wings.
So Tim opened her old position and screened through applications. He gets frustrated by everyone who applies because they are all older and think they know better. Yes, he plays his part, but being talked down to despite being CEO for years is frustrating.
He takes a break for some coffee between interviews and happens upon one of the people he interviewed being extremely rude to an employee.
The employee is laughing at him for throwing a fit over there, not being almond milk, and not even trying to entertain his adult tantrum. Tim watches the boy lose his job for being disrespectful to essential customers and falls a little bit in love.
He follows the boy outside, offering him a job before he can think with his head and not his hormones and the ex- birista accepts.
Danny Fenton starts the following day, shocked to find himself with an excellent-paying job. He honestly thought the weird sleep-deprived guy who offered him a job was a drug dealer or confused Danny for a male escort so this was a pleasant surprise.
Danny prides himself on being the one Barista at the WE Starbucks that doesn’t get weird about high level personel. That isn’t to say all the others are /super/ weird, they just… are intimidated by the people who could literally ruin their lives at the drop of a hat.
Danny is just built different. You kinda have to be when you face off against the tyrant king of the dimension that holds all dimensions together /and win/ at age 15. Not to mention the whole “on the run from the government and your parents after several weeks of torture that is still technically legal” thing.
All this to say, Danny has very, very few fucks to give to the people who run the company that his lowly Starbucks job is placed in.
This does have the unfortunate side effect of making his managers unhappy with him when he doesn’t show the ‘correct’ amount of respect to the people who come and go. He is on thin ice after the last time he stared down a WE Board member until they stopped yelling at him. It doesn’t matter that Ms. Fox, the PA for the CEO, likes him and stood up for him during the incident last time, he is supposed to be on his best behavior.
This particular, red-faced, spitting mad customer is not one Danny recognizes. There are a combination of factors that lead to Danny’s quote-unquote breakdown on this customer and Danny takes a half a second while he waits stonefaced for a break in the man’s rant to list them.
Danny wasn’t able to sleep last night. The combination of insomnia, ADHD, and PTSD made it literally impossible.
Danny has weathered four of these people already and has only been here for an hour.
Tam, the PA for the CEO that likes him, told him two days ago that she is moving jobs so he won’t see her nearly as often anymore. Danny considers Tam a pretty good friend. They even text each other memes now!
Every one of the angry people so far have been interview candidates for Tam’s job including the man in front of him.
Danny is just. So fucking tired. He does not have the patience for this.
The man finally stops for a breath and Danny takes that as his que. “So what I am hearing is that you want me, literally the lowest person on the Starbucks corporate ladder, to personally loose my job because we don’t carry the specific brand of soy milk that you prefer?”
The man opens his mouth to say something and Danny holds a hand up to stop him. One if his coworkers snorts quietly and the other mutters, “Danny just snapped,” so quietly that Danny is absolutely sure no one was suppossed to hear it.
Time to put his hard earned psychological evaluation skills to use. He has never been more glad for Jazz’s special interest in psychology then now. He is loosing his job after this for sure, so he is gonna make it count.
“No, I think it is your turn to listen. You, Sir, aren’t actually mad about any of this. You are, at most, a little annoyed by the change in product but ultimately give less of a fuck about that I do about your quite frankly /childish/ temper tantrum.”
Danny refuses to acknowledge that the pair of people walking through the door are Tam and Mr.Drake-Wayne. He knows that Tam will enjoy the show, at least, and maybe if he makes a good enough impression he can get Mr. Drake-Wayne’s phone number to ask him on a date. Tim is fucking pretty, sue him. Danny keeps his eyes firmly locked on the man in front of him.
“No you are mad because you were dismissed from your interview for PA to the CEO 20 minutes early because you think you could do the job of CEO better then the young Mr. Drake-Wayne and acted like it. You think your 'real diploma’, bachelor’s in Business Management, and generational wealth make you inherently better then people like Mr. Drake-Wayne and I who dropped out of high school and haven’t publicly persued any higher education. You think that people like him should be here in my shoes where you don’t have to pretend to think of them as actual humans deserving of basic courtesy and respect, so when he called you out on your frankly archaic biases and dismissed you from being eligible for the position ten minutes into your allotted time with him-which you were already insulted by because the meeting was based on /his/ schedule instead of yours-it made you uncomfortable. You don’t like that someone so young and seemingly uneducated is better then you because it doesn’t fit your narrow little world view where the only people worth calling people are the ones who grew up with silver spoons in their mouths.”
Danny is pretty sure Tam is holding back from cheering him on. He swallows the grin that threatens to appear because of it and finally takes his eyes off of the asshole only to pretend to inspect his nails, letting boredome suffuse the air around him as he keeps going.
“You can’t just say that to him though, because reguardless of how bitter and jealous you are that he is in that spot instead if you, you recognize that he has all the power in that situation and you just have to deal with it. But you don’t like feeling small and wrong and out of control, so you decided that you would do what always makes you feel better when someone you consider lesser comes out on top of you; you found the nearest little guy that you could scream at without consequences and proceeded to throw the exact kind of temper tantrum you can’t throw in front of Mr. Drake-Wayne.”
Is that a hint of awe in Tim’s eyes? Danny fights another grin down when Tam looks at Tim and a menacing kind of glee makes its way into her expression.
“Unluckly for you, I don’t need a high school diploma or college degree to be able to tell that all this screaming is a result of a superiority complex used to mask the fact that you know, in the back of your head, deep down in the bottom of your heart, how insignificant you are. You have to pretend those things like age and official education and wealth make you better then you are because otherwise you would have to face the reality of your own abilities. If those things don’t matter, then you are mediocre at best. And if you are mediocre, then what makes you different from the people you consider below you?”
The cafe is silent as Danny finally looks back up at the man and grins. “It’s okay though, you can keep yelling at me if you want. Sometimes our feelings are just too big to fit inside our bodies and we need to let them out, but we don’t always have the tools to do that in a healthy way. Maybe after you feel better, you can look into some better coping skills then taking your misplaced agression out on innocent baristas.”
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Tim may or may not have just fallen in love.
“Tam I want him to be my PA,” he turns to Tam, whose face promises merciless teasing.
Tam just laughs at him.
I see people in the notes and reblogs being against this becoming Dead Tired but listen LISTEN!
After a Year or so of Dannybeing the most amazing PA but thinking it’s never gonna happen between them because Tim’s his BOSS now and Tim slowly becoming more and more smitten, it all comes to a head. They pull a 3 day all-nighter in the office, their impulse is shot, they are so fucking tired.
Tim, caught between wired and tired, turns to Danny after he works out what they have been stuck on this whole time and says something to the effect of, “If you weren’t my direct employee, I would kiss you right now and would have asked you out months ago. You’re amazing and I love to watch you verbally eviscerate those self important blowhards on the Board.”
Danny, also in that weird in between of wide awake and half asleep, turn to Tim and says, “If I quite right now could we make out? Because I really want to make out with you.”
“…yes, but only if you be my boyfriend from now on.”
“Deal, I quit. Get over here Mr. Boyfriend.”
They wake up on the couch in Tims office the next morning with shirt’s unbuttoned and necks covered in hickeys. Tim looks like he was mauled by a vampire because of Danny’s fangs.
They just stare at each other, trying to reboot. Danny only vaguely remembers quitting. Tim, however, has trained himself to have perfect recall after being sleep deprived for too long.
“Fuck, I’m gonna have to find a new PA, aren’t I.”
“Well, at least you got a boyfriend out of it?”
“…yeah, no, your right. Worth it.”
Danny: Well I did manage to get my GED while working here. And I’ve saved enough I could probably go to college now. Babe, do you think I should go for engineering?
Tim: I’ve seen your designs. Yes. Yes you should of it wasn’t blatantly nepotism I’d give you a job in R&D.
Danny: Eh, I can apply for an internship once I start learning. It’s fine. You paid me enough to pay for an entire degree and love off it for the next few years. And, now we get to snuggle!
Tim: Yes. Yes we do. Tam is going to be unbearable.
Danny: She really is. We have to tell her first.
Tim: She would kill us if we didn’t.
Danny: Ohh! You could go to Gotham U. To find a new PA! That way they won’t be a snooty star who wants your job!
Tim: I’m gonna miss you again.
Danny: Fine by me!
Tam was indeed very smug when she got the news. But sent a nice gift basket as congratulations for getting together.
Danny got dragged to the manor to be ’re introduced as boyfriend not PA. Much teasing ensued. But hey, Danny didn’t have to be professional towards them anymore. Dick and Jason did not see the help they unleashed before it happened. Tim gleefully watched. Bruce just sighed into his coffee. Alfred was pleased. Danny was a nice young man. And suites Master Tim very well.
Imagine what would happen during Red Hood’s attack on Tim at Titan’s Tower if Tim inherited Jack’s strength and/or durability, but had been hiding it.
*∆ That was what I originally wrote, but I had so many ideas are popping into my head that needed to come out*
–Post-Tim-becomes-an-orphan and post-Danny-is-Phantom-reveal.
The JL, TT, or YJL needs help with some kind of magical baddie/ghost/Trigon, so Red Robin calls up Phantom.
After Danny mops the floor with the bad guy, people are like “How do you know this guy?” And Tim just goes “That’s my little brother.”
—Would Tim even be adopted by Bruce? Because I think Jack and Maddie would be absolutely fine with taking Tim in. Maybe they’ll even move to Gotham.
—Vlad would definitely try to use this to his advantage only for it to hilariously backfire on him.
He finds out about Tim first and goes to “console” Maddie, only to find out she already knew about the cheating and has completely forgiven Jack, but didn’t know about Tim and didn’t know that Tim has just been orphaned.
The whole family disappears for a week and comes back with Jazz and Danny’s older brother. Tim was already working with the Bats, but they don’t treat him right, so he goes with the Fentons. He finds out about everything that’s going down I Amity Park and decides to create a new hero identity so he can help Danny.
He’s the one that gets the Fentons to realize how creepy and unstable Vlad is.
—OMFG! What if it’s been an open secret that Bruce Wayne is Tim’s ‘real’ dad? Somehow Bruce never found out because people only made backhanded remarks about it to Jack or were so vague he assumed it was about something else.
Does he eventually have to come clean about having a body double? Maybe it’s why he tries to adopt Tim.
After the Drakes die, someone makes a remark about how Bruce having to own up to his bastard child. Bruce having no idea what they’re talking about because Jack never told Bruce about the incident. He was too concerned with Maddie leaving him for cheating.
Ha! Yes.
Jason goes to attack Tim again. Tim, terrified and angry and hurt, shoving out his hands and-
-suddenly Jason is going through the wall on the opposite side of the room.
Jason is knocked unconscious.
Tim is left staring in shock at his outstretched hands.
Tim knows that if Bruce finds out he had enhanced strength, he’d either have Robin taken away or become very, very limited in what he can do; because a meta with super-strength on fear toxin?
Bruce would never allow the risk.
So he spends the next fifteen minutes tying Jason up and trying to manhandle an unconscious Conner down the stairs. By the time he manages to pull himself together enough to reach out to Bruce, Jason is starting to wake up.
He manages to beg Conner to pretend that he was the one to knock Jason through the wall, and Conner, very bemused, agrees. While Bruce is interrogating Jason, who is alive and holy shit that appeared to be wayyyyyy less of a surprise to the Big Bad Bat than it should have been, Conner spirits Tim away for strength control training.
Then Conner dies and stuff happens, and when Conner comes back…there’s no Tim.
Robin is some new kid, and there’s no new vigilante in Gotham that he can find, and he’s starting to get a little concerned?
Takes some asking around, but eventually he gives in and just pinpoints Tim’s heartbeat.
After Jack died Tim had gone to Bruce, but when Bruce had died he’d vanished, and temporarily come back as Red Robin just long enough to tell everyone how to get Bruce back, and then just disappeared again.
He’d gone to his biological father, Jack Fenton, and gotten officially adopted. Taken in? Whatever the official term is. Tim is now Timothy Jackson Drake-Fenton; he completely nixed Wayne from his name.
Not that he had a grudge or anything; just that Wayne was a very recognizable name and it had to go if he was going to move on. He’s still open for contact, but he won’t be the one initiating it.
His hero moniker is Rook, and he now specializes in both occult matters and normal hero matters. He is a fantastic bridge between JLA and JLD; if someone isn’t sure if what they’re dealing with is paranormal Rook is the first one they contact.
Demons hate him, because he almost always outsmarts them in contract deals. John hates him, because Tim single-handedly owns every single piece of his soul now. Danny adores him, because he has an older brother who was trained by the goddamn Batman and is super cool omg.
The government fucking despises him.
Rook, within one week after his debut, dismantled the GIW and exposed every single politician that had backed them for misconduct, forcing a lot of resignations.
After a bad fight, a badly hurt Danny does something that, for a ghost, would be like hibernation. He turned invisible and searched for a place to stick himself until he was better.
While a Ghost is that way, no ghost would attack it. Itâs an unspoken rule, and if you do it, be happy if the observers hunt you down. The rest of the zone wouldnât be that kind to you.
So as Danny turned smaller and smaller to the size of a pea and was now sleeping and flying around, he instictive finding a good place and adhering himself to it.
Diana didnât even notice the tiny thing hanging on her back until someone talked about it. It took them a bit to take it off, and they saw the tiny baby sleeping.
Well, the Justice League needs to take care of a sleeping child that is sleeping in a fetal position now.
Danny heals pretty slowly, but when Diana is near him, it works much faster.
They had notice he was badly hurt and that was his way to heal, and had question when he was fully back
Prior to the fight that left him in such a state, Dani had spoken to him about her upcoming trip to the zone where she would be staying with Pandora for a while and learning how to use Amazonian weapons, hence why his unconscious ghost form sought out the nearest familiar aura (one that seemed like Pandora) and he ended up latching onto Diana because of her Amazonian heritage.
very quick sketch because I couldnât get the adorableness of the idea out of my head but I have things to do so I canât do an actual piece of art for it rn
Diana:â Look at his tiny tail, he has the look of his cousin Erechtheus! And i bet he will be just like him a good king too!â
Bruce:â Diana we donât really have Kingdoms anymore on Earth.â
Diana:â I know a way to fix it, it would take a some time but I can do it.â
Diana out here ready to reinstate kingdoms on her own for her tiny son.
also, what if hes just very very slowly growing as he heals so like a week later sheâs got an only somewhat larger Danny curled around her ear with his tail wrapped around a lock of her hair to keep his balance then about two months later heâs wrapped around her shoulders like a very odd scarf until heâs finally about half her height, at which point he finally regains some of his ability to talk and thats when the league gets to ask questions.
Yeah, Diana would be pleased. And not particularly thrown. She might ask her family if they know anything about him. Because, well. Odder births do happen in their line. Like, Mum, I found a tiny child? Do ask Father if heâs of our line would you?
And yeah, when he is big enough to talk he would be so embarrassed. But she felt so familiar! And safe! Diana would hear that and be smug AF. The baby chose HER. Because she felt safe. Wait? Familiar?
Danny: Well yeah. Pandora trains me and my mirror sister so. You are her family. So your aura/spirit feels like hers you know?
And Diana? Hearing that would make her year. Her sisters and cousins get a letter from her saying the child she found? Is being trained by the spirit of Lady Pandora. And chose her to heal near because she radiates a familiar feeling of safety. But also. You young man! What even happened to you! How did you get this injured? Who did it? I just wanna talk!
Imagine this with ghostking! Danny, before or after the fight. With before the fight he gets a parental relationship started with her, so imagine how she would be feeling when pariah pulls the town in, her child and his town has just been taken by a hostile entity, sheâd be gearing up for war! Then the townâs back! Her baby is injured! Then she hears that he single handily defeated the tyrant king and thus will be king. Proud but worried momma! Especially if they were in the middle of trying to get custody or something.
With after, sheâs been talking about kingdoms and the such and is so excited when she learns that she was right! He will be a great king! It would also be hilarious if the news was one of the first things he said to them. Like sheâs in a meeting or something and for like the thousandth time she says it and Danny mumbles about technically heâs a prince not a king or something about being a king. Cue ecstatic wonder mom being like I told you so! He already overthrew a dictator!
Or!
Said injury that caused this whole fiasco was the fight with pariah. The justice league comes to investigate the disappearance of the town and Danny ends up latching onto her before they leave. Now everyone is freaking out because 1. The new prince is missing 2. Danny is missing (town + family) 3. DANNY is missing ( Sam, tuck, jazz aka those who KNOW)
