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Bruce is rescued from the time stream and eventually returns home to recover. For the life of him he cannot figure out why Tim is not staying at the manor and Dick is being horribly vague about it in what Bruce easily realizes is guilt. Eventually Bruce does track down Tim and asks him what happened. What can he do to help? If Tim is alright. And Tim breaks down. He’d been holding it together for so long but here’s his dad, with open arms ready to fold him into the familiar and comfortable warmth and Tim tellshim everything.

Needless to say Bruce is furious. He and Dick have a very long heart to heart. Bruce doesn’t blame him, not entirely. Dick has always tried to do what he thought was best, but he dropped the ball this time. So Bruce says that as soon as he’s ready to hit the streets again, Dick is going to take a break. He’s going to relax. He’s going to talk to Tim when Tim is ready because even though it wasn’t the intent you still hurt him and Dick need to take responsibility for that. Bruce says he’s done well with Damian so far, but things are going to have to change because this house should feel safe for all his kids and right now, half of them don’t feel safe because of Damian.

Bruce also sits down with Damian eventually, but that’s with Dinah present because he knows he’s not the best with words but he’s not gonna mess this up. he wants his family to be whole. It takes a while because Damian is an emotionally repressed reforming killer, but eventually they work out that his dislike of the other members comes from a place of fear and they work together to create ways to help Damian feel secure with his place in the family. No, Bruce won’t send him away, but he needs to see Damian making active attempts to change or there will be consequences (consequences that will be laid out in plain terms like grounding or being benched from patrol or community services but never physical punishment).

Through all of this, Bruce has this simmering rage boiling beneath the surface as he talks to and sorts out his family. Because at the end of the day, while his kids have adult responsibilities, they’re still kids/young.

You know who’s not young? The members of the Justice League. So Bruce, recovered enough and with permission from Tim calls a meeting of the league where he spends the next 5 hours ripping them all a new one. Because seriously?

“My kid, my teenage vigilante son, effectively loses everyone and everything he loves and cares about over the short time span of a couple months and your response to said traumatized teenager is to turn you backs on him?”

He then proceeds to go through the backstories of every villain in their roster and how they came to be villains in the first place then proceeds to tell them that they should thank their lucky stars that Tim still kept most of his moral code because good people have turned evil for less than what you all did to him. If Tim turned evil then nobody here would have survived and Bruce states it like a fact, because out of all his kids, Tim is the one who could set the world on fire successfully and get away with it.

Bruce then goes through every hero who has died and come back to life both with a body and without. Shocker it’s a lot. “You really looked at the smartest of my Robin’s, the one I knew would find the clues I left behind, and chose not to believe him because there was a body?” bruce was livid.

He then walked them through the early evidence Tim had gathered and if anyone had bothered to actually take a look, they’d have probably agreed. Even if they hadn’t, everyone grieves in different ways. They should have helped Tim find the evidence because either he was right and Bruce was lost to the time stream, or Tim was wrong, and as meticulous as Tim is, he would eventually reach the conclusion that Bruce was really gone. But no, they gave him the cold shoulder, cut him off from the resources that News Flash! Robin had helped set up, and kicked him to the curb.

Bruce then drags them through most of Tim’s adventures over sea’s and once again reminds them that they should thank their lucky stars that Tim is a stronger man then any of them are because Ra’s ah Ghul is a master manipulator and Tim had just been abandoned by everyone he ever thought cared about him. Tim alone could do serious damage if he applied himself, but Tim backed by the LOA. Ha!

Because Bruce was feeling spiteful and Also thought it would be therapeutic for Tim, he had his third Robin create a plan that would hypothetically bring all of the league to their knees and turn the public opinion against them. Total free reign, but Tim had to show how he would do it, where the resources were coming from, and the time frame.

Because Bruce was right and this was fucking therapeutic, Tim made two different plans. One plan was created assuming he didn’t have the backing of the LOA and one was made assuming he did. In both plans their were audio recordings from the core four members as wells as other younger heroes who all confirmed that, “Yes, Tim, If you went rogue and decided to systematically destroy the Justice League we would 100% side with you.”

For shits and giggles Tim made a third plan that didn’t involve the use of any of the heroes that pledged their services to Tim’s villainy.

Bruce had Tim do this just so he could make it clear just how close they had been to complete and utter destruction had Tim been just a little less morally sound.

a few members complained about how if he took down the Justice league then no one would be able to protect the planet and beyond to which Bruce simply hmm’d before pulling up the next slide which was a list of new heroes he would replace the league with, how he would position each of them to gain the worlds trust, and again, audio consent from each hero that they would totally help Tim because most of the people Tim had worked with know two things about their Robin.

1) Tim always has a plan and Tim’s plans always work in the end, no matter how much they have to shift on the fly. You do not want to be on the receiving end of a Tim plan because you will lose no matter how long it take for it to happen because the boy is meticulous, petty, and utterly relentless.

2) Tim is a cinnamon roll who forgives too easily and if you fucked up enough for him to actually plan against you? Oh yeah, you’re officially the villains In our book.

Is it concerning that a lot of the you get heroes would turn on their mentees at the drop of Tim’s hat. Yeah a little. They should probably keep a closer eye on them. Not the point.

Bruce goes on to also remind the JL that Bruce funds most of this organization, and Tim is who Bruce legally placed in charge of anything happens to him.

It’s a very long meeting to say the least. Bruce signs off saying that he and his family are going on a sabbatical. Tim’s calling a few favors with some people who will watch Gotham while they’re gone. Under no circumstances outside of world ending threat are they to be contacted. And if Bruce hears of anyone saying or doing anything to Tim or saying trying spread rumors about him, then they should remember that Batman is where Tim learned many of his skills from and Bruce will protect his family from them first and foremost.

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I know I don’t post on here that much these days, but I have Jason Todd related thoughts, and need to preserve them in a concise format, which twitter isn’t very good for. Though it’s less a thought and more a theory.

Jason died again at the end of Under the Red Hood, and I have proof.

So, I’ve had this as a headcanon for a while because, well, let’s look at the sequence of events at the end of the UTRH comic; Bruce slits Jason’s throat with the batarang, and then the building blows up. There’s no way someone should be able to survive that. But that’s not really proof is it? It’s a comic after all, people survive incredible things all the time, and the only way we know someone is dead is by seeing them dead. But beyond that, let’s look at the final page in the trade paperback, when the building blows, which is what really committed me to this headcanon.

Notice that particle effect? That’s the same effect we see in Batman Annual #25 when Jason is resurrected in coffin; therefore, you could very easily theorise that Jason is being resurrected once more here, hence the repetition. But I was still reluctant to categorise this as any more than a headcanon; until I read through the original monthly version of Batman #650, which includes an extra page not included in the trade paperback. This page.

Bruce, modern Bruce in his all-black outfit, on his knees, mourning Jason, surrounded by echoes of other Bruce’s from different timelines (this happened when Infinite Crisis was happening btw). That isn’t meant to be Bruce in Ethiopia (we can see 80s Bruce in the background in his grey and blue outfit). That’s Bruce in the rubble on Crime Alley.

And look at that textbox, ‘We’ve been here before’.

How else is one supposed to read that? Clearly, the intention here was that Jason died once more, Bruce failed him once more, and was reliving that grief all over again. Furthermore, that swirly Infinite Crisis void offers a possible explanation behind his second resurrection; in Batman Annual #25 the narrator says that Jason was never supposed to die in Ethiopia and his resurrection was a cosmic correction of sorts. But what if the Superboy Prime Reality Punch over-corrected? Jason was never meant to die, so now he never can.

That latter bit is just my speculation, trying to offer an explanation based on the evidence, but as for the main idea of Jason dying again at the end of UTRH? I think it’s well past the point of mere speculation. Because I say again, tell me, how else are you supposed to interpret that final page? What else could it be implying? And the fact that it was cut from the trade paperback speaks volumes. Because UTRH ended up not being a one-and-done, and Jason ended up becoming a recurring character, they wanted to bury his second death and pretend it never happened. And since the One Year Later timeskip happened, it was very easy to do just that. They never touched on the fallout so just… ignore that it happened.

But it clearly did, and I’m in pain. Bruce and Jason’s relationship is just a sea of tragedy, isn’t it? Death follows them everywhere, and they keep losing each other, both literally and metaphorically.

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Till the ghost do us part

When a bird can't help but get into trouble while searching for an answer and makes a certain ghost guy face the terrifying truth, the bird will have to deal with the consequences and give him a new home. Because that's what a husband does, right?

If I receive a lot of interest in this plot, I will upload the complete chapter to ao3.

“Ok… What the hell did you just say?”

Danny took his time to look at the large amount of furris surrounding his “holding cell” and let out a long sigh. Now he understood his former literature professor when he felt exhausted from explaining something that was too easy for him to understand.

“Ask the sad blond in the trench coat, so much for my wanting to explain my now-husband’s situation.” To make his point, Danny turned around in what by now would be his “VIP” room and proceeded to ignore his husband’s family.

“That’s the damn question mark, how in the hell did Red Robin end up married to you in the first place!” Spoiler exclaimed with his arms in the air. “There was not even a ceremony involved, much less a priest or Judge!”

“I already said it was his fault for not listening to me and continuing to use the same summoning circle to look for answers to questions that would not be answered," repeated the starry-snowy-haired boy as he stood with his back turned and waved one of his hands in disinterest.

Dick massaged his forehead while he assimilated the information, but he still could not process the whole event. “So, you got mad at Red Robin and decided to make him your husband as punishment?”

Phantom, the specter that was not supposed to need a breath, let out another sigh. “To a certain extent, you could call it punishment. But, from my point of view, this marriage is the responsibility that your co-worker must assume for ruining my peace by playing with that summoning circle.” At the end of his tone, Danny's voice turned cold. This was also reflected on the walls and the floor where he resided as a "captive".

If you find any grammar mistake, I'm sorry English is not my first lenguage and I'm a little be bad writing it. But tell me if I need to fix something. 😅

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"Oh my god he’s dead- we killed a vigilante, OHMYGODOHMYGOD—" A hysterical voice screeched out, decidedly feminine and loud enough that the comn line picked it up.

"He broke in here for no reason first! We have probable cause as to why you brained him with our wok!" The second interjected, calmer than the first, but there was still a line of tension, like they were uncertain about what they were saying.

"Oh my god, oh god we’re literally so dead Batman’s literally going to murder me and you and us and—"

"We're already mostly dead, he can't kill us. Although I thought he had a no killing rule anyways, so maybe we’re safe? Ancients, that is a lot of blood. You think we should call an ambulance?" Static filtered through the comn line before stabilizing again and wow. The residents of the apartment were really just having a full conversation over an unconscious Nightwing- in earshot of a microphone recording every word- like this was a normal occurrence. Maybe it was a normal Friday night for them, Barbara couldn't exactly judge.

"I'm not calling an ambulance, they might arrest him. Hell, they're probably gonna arrest us! Danny, we're fucking unresgistered metas in Gotham, I’m a clone—"

"—Not metas and I won’t let anyone arrest you—"

"—It's the same thing to the government at the end of the day. You're right though. I think I hit him too hard, we're going to lose the deposit with the amount of blood getting everywhere. Head wounds bleed a lot right? Maybe he's not dead."

"He's not dead, we'd know if he was."

"Oh. Right. Man. That is a lot of blood, our IKEA rug is ruined. I liked that rug, you think we could ask him to buy a new one when he wakes up or is he on the normal vigilante salary of nothing?"

“Mhm. I'll go get the med kit, you handcuff him to the table so he doesn't jump us when he wakes up. Keep the mask on- I don’t want to piss off whatever buddies he’s got listening in.”

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@honeydewedlemons Oh, ok.

Well I was saying that I have been thinking about that possibility for a crossover, I also thought about Kim possible too but I ruled it out because it would have to add a lot of seriousness to the character as well as Ron.

However, PPG's are perfect for new a crossover.

I've been floating around the idea that because of H or R situation the girls were forced into the DC universe. A good plot would be that taking that chapter where they flew so fast they sped through time. They were able to return, but only to repair the damage from the future yet they couldn't stay in the present since their universe wouldn't allow them to.

So, due to the alteration they made, although they managed to repair it and erase that future timeline, their universe rejected them as part of it and expelled them to a new one.

That's DC universe. Currently they have lived there for one or two years, (they are like 7- 10 year old I don't know) but in the shadows. Trying to adapt after understanding that they could no longer return to their home of origin.

You know what, Batman crossover tumblr? We’re failing. I want to see more than just ladybug, danny phantom, and white collar.

You know what we need? We need the powerpuff girls. We need these three babies and their single father. They’d be so perfect for Bruce!! Just kill Professor Utonium (I’m sorry I love you) and boom, three super powered chaotic orphans.

Specifically buttercup and I will not be elaborating on that

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Chapter 5 on Ao3

Hydor opened his eyes, his consciousness was still somewhat lost upon awakening. But became clearer as a small, but strangely comforting vibrating sound took over his hearing. As he concentrated on identifying where it was coming from the young boy realized a few things. One, he was not in the internment chamber that always greeted him upon awakening, instead he was in some sort of room like those that were displayed in his mind during the display of information required for his unfolding outside the facility. Two, he was lying on a comfortable, warm couch, fully wrapped in some quilted pieces of fabric that he had to guess were wool blankets. Three, a vibrating sound is coming from the mattress and for some reason it is being carefully attached to the furniture.

Four, the mattress is not a mattress but a grown woman with black hair and pale, somewhat freckled skin. It is she who holds him prisoner in a bear hug that is hard to break as they both lie on the sofa bed in the living room of Phantom’s apartment. Who at this moment, is in his human form and is looking at the situation with a mocking smile while holding in one hand a cup of what he assumes is coffee and with the other one, he was taking pictures without any disguise.

“Is she purring?” Hydor asked after giving up his freedom from the woman’s arms. Now he was curious about which of the two he inherited his super strength from, Superman or Danielle.

“It’s something similar but not, it’s the demonstration of affection that ghost cores generate when they feel at ease with what surrounds them.” Danny replied leaning back against the hallway frame. “In this case, as a mother, Ellie feels good to have you by her side and that makes her core react to such satisfaction.”

Hydor tried to lift his head from the woman’s shoulder, he didn’t feel embarrassed that Danielle’s hand once again pressed against his back and neck impeding his movement. No, he definitely wasn’t embarrassed, and there was no way Phantom’s silent laughter could prove it.

Taking pity on the boy, Danny took another sip from his coffee cup, put away his cell phone, and walked over to the sofa bed to wake his sister to free Hydor from his cuddle prison. “Let me give you a hand.” Danny took his sister’s arms and let some of his intangibility flow out, surprising Hydor. When he was suddenly released, passing through the woman’s arms, he almost ended up falling to the ground. “I see Ellie was using a lot of force to hold you back if you shot out of her grip like that.” Danny grimaced as he felt the stiffness in his younger sister’s arms, she was about to wake up if her frown was any indication.

It reminded him to Pandora's face when she fell asleep with Dan in her arms and he tried to slip away unnoticed. Only to be caught and returned to the ghost nest again. Well, now he was the youngest of the four because of the regression of his core after serving his sentence and returning to his human form.

Which was very deteriorated but not entirely lost.

Thinking of young Dante, he would jot down a reminder to call his mother later and see how he was doing.

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Chapter five

Hydor opened his eyes, but his consciousness was still somewhat lost upon awakening. BIt became clearer as a small, but strangely comforting vibrating sound took over his hearing. As he concentrated on identifying where it was coming from the young boy realized a few things. One, he was not in the internment chamber that always greeted him upon awakening, instead he was in some sort of room like those that were displayed in his mind during the display of information required for his unfolding outside the facility. Two, he was lying on a comfortable, warm couch, fully wrapped in some quilted pieces of fabric that he had to guess were wool blankets. Three, a vibrating sound is coming from the mattress and for some reason it is being carefully attached to the furniture. 

Four, the mattress is not a mattress but a grown woman with black hair and pale, somewhat freckled skin. It is she who holds him prisoner in a bear hug that is hard to break as they both lie on the sofa bed in the living room of Phantom’s apartment. Who at this moment, is in his human form and is looking at the situation with a mocking smile while holding in one hand a cup of what he assumes is coffee and with the other one, he was taking pictures without any disguise. 

“Is she purring?”  Hydor asked after giving up  his freedom from the woman’s arms. Now he was curious about which of the two he inherited his super strength from, Superman or Danielle.

“It’s something similar but not, it’s the demonstration of affection that ghost cores generate when they feel at ease with what surrounds them.”  Danny replied leaning back against the hallway frame. “In this case, as a mother, Ellie feels good to have you by her side and that makes her core react to such satisfaction.”

Hydor tried to lift his head from the woman’s shoulder, he didn’t feel embarrassed that Danielle’s hand once again pressed against his back and neck impeding his movement. No, he definitely wasn’t embarrassed, and there was no way Phantom’s silent laughter could prove it. 

Taking pity on the boy, Danny took another sip from his coffee cup, put away his cell phone, and walked over to the sofa bed to wake his sister to free Hydor from his cuddle prison. “Let me give you a hand.” Danny took his sister’s arms and let some of his intangibility flow out, surprising Hydor. When he was suddenly released, passing through the woman’s arms, he almost ended up falling to the ground. “I see Ellie was using a lot of force to hold you back if you shot out of her grip like that.” Danny grimaced as he felt the stiffness in his younger sister’s arms, she was about to wake up if her frown was any indication. 

It reminded him to Pandora's face when she fell asleep with Dan in her arms and he tried to slip away unnoticed. Only to be caught and returned to the ghost nest again. Well, now he was the youngest of the four because of the regression of his core after serving his sentence and returning to his human form. 

Which was very deteriorated but not entirely lost. 

Thinking of young Dante, he would jot down a reminder to call his mother later and see how he was doing. 

“Danny, I’m going to kick you if you don’t let go.” Despite not being fully awake, Ellie made her threat clear. 

Her older brother did not hesitate to comply with the demand and walk away in peace, a moment that the woman took advantage of to stretch her limbs until everything creaked with pleasurable satisfaction. 

She looked like a cat after a nice nap under the sun’s rays. Hydor tried, but failed to contain his laughter at the gestures on Danielle’s face. This caught her attention, causing her to freeze and stare at the teenager with a confused look. The latter remained just as still as he was suddenly observed, this until Danielle seemed to recognize him by opening her eyes as wide as possible and standing up abruptly. 

“Are you okay? did you have a good rest?” were her questions, Danielle seemed to want to bring her hands closer to his face, but stopped on the spot and hid her hands behind her back. 

She had only just gotten up and Phantom’s sister was already showing a grief-stricken appearance. In the short time he had known her, the young clone wondered if the woman was always like that or if her presence was the cause of her many ups and downs. Remembering the few seconds when she stepped through the portal and began to taunt Phantom, it seemed to indicate that it was the second one. Hydor didn’t know why, but he was glad that her attitude towards him wasn’t in a bad way. For as it seemed to indicate, all her ups and downs were more about not knowing what to do to avoid making him uncomfortable or gaining a little closeness to him. 

Although she had failed on the first one, Hydor could tell that the second one had a little more chance of developing if what he thought he saw in her manner of act and talk to him was sincere as she seemed to be trying to prove. 

“I’m sorry that Danny used you as barter to calm my anger towards Superman.” The apology came out like a child scolded in the face of bad behavior. Hydor didn’t know what to respond to it. “Also, I’m partly to be blame, I got carried away and in the end I kept you in a makeshift nest without your consent. You even ended up sleeping uncomfortably because of me and lack of restraint. I’m a terrible new mother,” Danielle covered her face with both hands in a sharp sigh of regret. “However, that I’m going to break something to the ‘man of steel,’ even if it’s a leg, I’m going to do it. “

“You’re not going to cause a brawl between Danny and his part-time employers, Danielle.”  Jazz made her way onto the scene carrying a freshly risen baby girl eager for her father’s attention. The redhead didn’t hesitate to hand the infant to the man as he handed her a cup of latte and invited her to breakfast with the day’s menu: scrambled eggs and poached potato. 

Last night Jasmine had been busy taking care of the little girl, freeing up time for her brother to attend to some last minute medical emergencies. 

“How’s my little North Star?” crooned the halfa as he hugged the two-month-old girl. As if it was already a long-standing habit, the baby nestled her little head in the hollow formed between the man’s neck and shoulder. The little purr, almost inaudible, managed to draw a giggle from Danny. “I missed you too, Pyxis.”

Danielle turned to the breakfast bar that divided the living room from the kitchen area and looked reproachfully at the redhead. “It’s my right!, I have to make him lose at least a few teeth. According to Danny, the guy can regenerate, so if I knock his teeth out he’ll have a new one in a couple of hours. There’s no loss, I sing a few truths and he doesn’t have to worry about staying chummy for a few hours.”

“Ellie has a point.” Danny agreed.

I will post the chapter tomorrow on Ao3.

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Cassiopea and Orion

Ellie had a plan. She promised she had one. This wasn't like when Clocky would sent her off on a mission through time with nothing more but a little note with a cryptic message on what to do.

Danny had given her clear instruction. Before one of her many travels to see the world, Danny, in his mid twenties and she in her late teens, had taken her aside once. Telling her about specific instruction she should follow, should she ever find herself in a moment of need, and Danny wasn't able to help her.

Well, now she was in that kind of situation. Amity Park was destroyed with no survivors. Vlads castle was no more. Both Dan and her got deaged, but Dan had to be put in a frozen state when he started to destabilize. And Danny, he had gotten captured by the GIW shoving her out of harms way and telling her to remember what he told her before.

Ellie was pretty sure Danny was telling her to follow the emergency instructions.

So here she was now. In Gotham. Keeping to the shadows and trying to find her way around.

No one ever bothered to tell her how hard it was to navigate through a city like Gotham. You would think it would be easy to find some guy running around at night in an armored spandex furry costume.

But no, here she was, in a random alley. In a city, Danny had specifically told her to avoid it unless the emergency instruction came into play. Maybe she should just steal a map.

She was contemplatingly staring at a gas station for that until she noticed a shadow jumping over the roof tops. It took her only a second to decide on her next action. Ellie was pressed on time after all.

"Hey you!" She shouted loudly flying up to follow that shadow. "Wait up!"

Thankfully, the shadow listened and stopped on the next rooftop toward her. She insanity noticed it tensing. Now, she noticed that the shadow was a kid. He looked small, and Ellie figured he was probably around 11 or 12.

"You are one of the Bees and Birds, right?" She questioned once she floated a bit closer. Also the kid tensed up.

"You mean Bats and Birds." The kid clicked his tongue at her, crossing their arms.

"Bees, Bats, who cares. My question is you know the big bad bee, right?" She waved the kid of, she had more pressing matter than getting their animals right. "I need to get a message to him."

The kid clicked their tongue once more, huffing and muttering something she couldn't hear. Probably talking to someone on a com. Either way, Ellie took his silence as a form of telling her to continue.

"Can you tell the big bad bee-" "Bat" "-the following?" She ignored the kid cutting in trying to get her message across and follow Danny's instructions to a T.

"Cassiopea is calling out to Orions Nursery before Rho dies to help her youngest."

There was long, drawn-out silence, and the kid was hissing something into coms. Ellie fidget with her finger nervously. Going through Danny's emergency instructions through her mind again until she hear a thud close to her and wirled around.

With wide blue glowing eyes, she looked up at the man dressed like a bat for a couple of seconds before taking on a defensive position. Eyes now narrowed at the man that was clearly studying her.

"I was under the impression that Phantom's youngest child was older. You appear to be no older than five."

"Yea well shit happened!" She shot back, still unsure if she could trust the man even if he mentioned Danny's hero alias. Her hands started to glow slightly as she prepared to attack in case things went back. But the man didn't appear to be phased by it. Not like the kid that was tensing up.

"You will be safe with us. But what happened to Phantom?"

Ellie eyes flicked over to the other kid that had now come closer to stand next to the bat guy before looking back to the big guy. She did not drop her stance yet. Still unsure of how much trust she can put here despite what Danny had told her, she had not yet heard the right response.

The man appeared to sense her distrust, as he kneeled to be on eye level with her. "Jupiter and Rho Cas will not be harmed. Orion gave Cassiopea his word."

Finally, Ellie relaxed, dropping her defensive stance but still watching the man with narrowed eyes. She hesitated a short moment before carefully saying her next words, hoping the man knew enough to k ow the grave meaning behind them.

"Phantom lost his haunt."

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Chapter 4

"So, Superman and Phantom were cloned?"

Batman didn't stop his work on the keyboard at any point, so with his eyes on the screen and detailing every word of the information acquired, plus the reports from the YJ group, he proceeded to respond to the curious Nightwing; who had just entered the Batcave only two minutes ago.

"Hnn..."

Nightwing removed his mask and proceeded to roll his eyes in annoyance. "Could you provide a few more than your usual onomatopoeia response" so many years and his mentor hadn't learned his lesson about using mumbles or grunts as a response.

"When I finish the report, you can read it," replied the big bat without turning back...

Dick looked grumpily up at the man, grabbed a chair from the other desks, set down and pulled out his phone. Tim was currently at the YJ base. However, he would be doing the same as Bruce; and young Robin has a worse hiperfijasion than the big bat. So, his only safe bet would be Wally or Donna, but the second one it's traveling through Malawi on a humanitarian aid mission, so he's only left with Wally. He should have done that in the first place if he wanted to know the whole story instead of coming to Bruce. At least the flash family did know how to communicate things willingly and without loss any details.

Alfred, faithful to punctuality, made his presence known at the base bringing with him a tray of late-night snacks. "Master Richard, it's nice to have you around tonight. how's Bludhaven been?"

Nightwing put aside his cell phone and gave his full attention to the butler. Even though his best friend had just sent him a great paragraph telling him what happened and he was about to read it. Gossip can wait when it comes to Alfred. "I can't say it's all right because that would be a lie, but I can claim he's had one or two improvements these past few weeks."

"That's wonderful to hear, Master Richard." Alfred poured a cup of hot chocolate for Dick as he gave him a little smile. "You do what you can, and that's what counts." He continued, then turned to the other older adult in the room and the smile was once again a line on his face. "Master Bruce, do I have to unplug the Batcomputer so you can take a break ? or you will be finally pausing for a snack? you still haven't had any food since you've arrived.”

Bruce’s fingers stopped instantly, a deep sigh left the man’s lungs before he locked the computer, removed his hood mask and turned to his adoptive father with resignation. He did not look at his eldest son, for no reason did he look at that gloating face. He kept his eyes on the mug of hot chocolate and the pair of sandwiches that came with it.

 “Thank you, Alfred.”

“You’re welcome, sir.”

Just as Bruce was about to take a bite of his sandwich after a small sip from his chocolate mug, his league communication device started beeping. He heard Alfred sigh and that was all he needed to put his hood back on and put the call through to the big baticomputer screen.

“Batman, here.”

Phantom’s image took up the entire monitor, now without the cloned baby in his arms and a somewhat uncomfortable look on his face. “Hello, Bat. Phantom here, are you busy?”

“Phantom, did something serious happen?” the Gotham knight responded with another question. “Where are the… childrens”

Danny looked at the Gotham’s knight and wondered again how his mask was able to minimize the lenses in his eyes to reflect frowning eyes. Okay, he was straying from the topic at hand. “My little star is with my big sister and Hydor is helping to Cool his mother. Well, that’s what I want to talk to you about-”

“Hydor?” interrupted Dick, now with his mask firmly in place. Next to him, Alfred, also making use of his distinctive black opera mask.

Danny grinned with countless teeth, “Oh, the half-Kryptonian kid was agreed with my name option. I don’t know if he’ll change his mind later, but for the moment Hydor is the name we use to refer to him”.

Nightwing was about to speak again, but Batman cut his opportunity. “What did you mean by mother?” If they were talking about the child made with Superman’s DNA, then Phantom must have named Lex. However, the phantom hero didn’t have to name the villain. Bruce thought about how the hero had said he had ‘sisters’… plural. He didn’t say how many, but it was more than one.

Quickly, Bruce opened another window to the side of the call and brought up the reports regarding Clark’s cloning. As this one searched through the countless notations about the failed experiments, Danny spoke again.

“Yeah, well, I wanted to talk to you about that man.” Danny began, his expression shifting to somewhat serious, though mostly relaxed. “By your hovering movements over the keyboard, I’m taking it for granted that you have a clue what I’m going to say. So, I’ll give you the quick version of the subject.”

The search stopped at the penultimate document on the list and Batman didn’t know whether to be relieved or worried by such a find.

It couldn't be that...

Danny saw his pause and chuckled a little. “That was quick” he commented. “But yes, it looks like Lex was conned by his own team of scientists.” He continued this time without holding back his laughter, though no one in the cave seemed to share his amusement. “So, besides giving me a daughter, Cadmus gave me a nephew. Isn’t that great?”

“You mean the clone of Sup-.”

“Hydor” , corrected Phantom with a warning look and losing all grace from his face.

“You mean Hydor is the son of Superman and one of your sisters?” asked Nightwing again, his face not emerging from the surprise of the fact. “Wait, since when do you have sisters!”

“Since I can remember, And yes, the other donor for Hydor’s creation is not Lex, but is my little sister, Nightmare.” At this point Phantom began to levitate in front of the camera, from what Batman can deduce he is sitting in mid-air while suspending the communicator in front of him with his telequinesis.

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Hello, here I leave you my chibi design options for anime, cartoon and comic sublimations with your favorite character!

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Well. It's not like a spider is going to dress up as a spider for Halloween.

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Just see this little cute angel gremlin!! I love my baby Danny!

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Don't mess with ghost parents if you want to continue alive Chapter 3 on Ao3

Ellie was sitting on one of the individual couches, her fingers couldn't stop fidgeting with each other. She doesn't know how many times she had seen the teenager sitting in front of her before she looked away in order to not overwhelm him.

But, she just couldn't help it. He was her son, her ghost baby. Well, half ghost baby and half alien, but he was hers. Being a ghost herself she knew what having a ghost baby represented. At least in descriptive theory. However, she didn't think her own experience would be so mind-blowingly overwhelming.

Her ghostly maternal instincts could not be appeased, let alone diverted from keeping her attention on her whelp.

Pandora had explained to her in detail what being a ghost mother; whether by ghost "natural" way or core bonding, meant. This after the ghost goddess would adopt both Danny and her and Jazz.

Just remembering how clingy, fierce and overprotective the warrior was with them the first few years she felt ashamed to complain back then. For now, she was in her adoptive mother's place and wanted to have some of the control the goddess had developed when they couldn't stay in the Ghost Zone as long due to college.

Ellie looked at the restless fingers on her hands and bit the inside of her cheek inconspicuously.

Although, in this case none of that options fit her current situation. Because she didn't do the bees and flowers thing with someone liminal, human or ghost, nor did she acquire the child through adoption; core link. In this case, someone got her genetic code and the one from a super hero alien, and did all the work for her.

... For some reason, that last sentence feels weird and wrong.

Best not to think about it.

Looking again at the boy who was receiving clarification from her older sister, the anxieties of hugging and cuddling him in a nest of sheets inside her haunt in the Ghost Zone resurfaced again when he looked back at her. The anxiety increases when the teenager immediately withdraws his eyes from her. But now with fear for be ignoring by her little boy.

She almost let out a disconsolate trill. However, she didn't. Danny was watching her leaning back against the wall and holding her new niece in his arms. She wasn't going to give him a reason to stretch that shit-eating grin on his face.

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