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Skittles-Flavored Fear

AKA "The Batfam rescue several Gotham-U students from Scarecrow's latest hostage situation. However, Dr. Jonathan Crane becomes obsessed when one student has a strange reaction to the Fear Toxin - extreme exhilaration and giddiness." Based on this prompt!!

Danny knows Ghosts feed on intense emotion to survive; he's never had to, never wanted to because it feels... parasitic. He never thought he'd be drugged with it. Sitting among his fellow students, tied up as the Straw Man or whatever monologues about his evil plans, Danny thought the worst thing that could happen would be hallucinating a dissection table. Maybe the GIW or his parents with gleaming googles and scalpels at the ready.

He doesn't even realize they're already being gassed until Danny takes a breath and tastes... skittles? Like, taffy, frosted cream, and melty-sweet syrup. The more he breathes it in, the more he feels strangely floaty. His head feels both heavy and light, stuffed with cotton, and he can barely even hear. (If he could hear, he'd probably would be horrified by his classmates screaming, writhing in terror all around him like a swarm of buzzing locusts.)

And then somebody - The Straw Man - is looming in front of him, grabbing Danny by the face, and curiously tilting his head. After a moment of contemplation, Straw Man rummages around in his satchel before Danny gets freaking hosed in the face with a concentrated dose of Fear Toxin. And then everything gets better worse. Danny feels euphoric. He's giggling, smiling, head so clouded from the high that he doesn't even notice even Dr. Crane drags him through the crowded lecture hall. Doesn't notice when two goons grab him by the arms and start to haul him toward the exit.

What he does notice is the Straw Man's body slamming into the wall. Several figures blur in shades of black, blue, green, and red as Danny squints to try and focus on at least one of them. Then, somebody - blue and black - is at his side. Danny kind of... slides down the hero's side, legs too wobbly to hold himself up, until the hero has to prop Danny into a half-laying-half-sitting position. Danny's still giggling, slurring something and his hand somehow finds the hero's face, patting it in thanks for the rescue.

It's only when the Big Bat comes over, fits an odd-shaped mask over Danny's face, that he stops smelling candy. Instead, he smells something putrid, almost like formaldehyde, sweat, and... unmentionable body fluids. Danny's head is throbbing like brain freeze and a pressure headache, nausea so intense he can taste it in the back of his throat and cramps in his stomach. One moment he's mumbling 'm gon' throw up and the next he's ripping the mask off his face. Turns to the side and... barfs on Batman. (If he were more coherent, he'd probably be mortified. Maybe even die again of embarrassment. Worse when Nightwing cackles uncontrollably from beside him. Ancients, he'd petted Nightwing!! On the freakin' face!!)

That's the last thing that Danny remembers. He wakes up in the hospital several hours later, several texts from Jazz, Sam, and Tucker saying they're taking the next flight to Gotham. Danny flops back into the hospital bed and groans. Groans louder when he remembers what happened in the lecture hall. At least there's probably a very small amount of people who can say they barfed on the Dark Knight of Gotham and got away with it, right?

(Cue Scarecrow constantly trying to kidnap Danny and the Batfam being put on Danny-watch to make sure he's safe. Maybe also trying to figure out why Danny reacts differently to Fear Toxin, but assume he's an undocumented meta with a unique biology. Danny absolutely thinks he's being stalked by Batman as revenge.)

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I like to think of good parents Fenton and how upset they'd be by the anti-ecto acts now that 1) they know the truth about ghosts and 2) it puts their son in direct risk.

They're scientist *not* politicians, they don't have the pull to get the acts repealed. But they know a group that *can*. The Justice League had a lot of pull both with politicians and civilians alike. And surely they wouldn't stand for the anti-ecto acts.

So they pack the kids up and drop them off with Alicia and proceed to go on a road trip abducting heros. No one is ever hurt, and all the new rogues wanted was to talk. Each hero given their speech is horrified by what the pair claim. At least until they finally look into the acts. Then they are mortified.

The league decide they need the info the Fenton pair had so they capture the pair. Well more like the Flash walked up to them, "I know the ghost thing is fake but the acts are real and we need your imput." Flash's world is shattered a bit when Ghost are confirmed real real. Yes he knew Deadman was a thing but he always just kinda didn't count him as a ghost.

Through shenanigans and such the Fentons become league associated scientist, the acts are repealed, and most importantly the Fentons can finally get their boy some proper hero training.

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I would read an entire story of this.

Its a terrifying scene. The camera angle revealing parts of a science lab straight out of hell. Kitchen knifes and scalpels lay dripping on a table.

On the dissection table- because thats all it could be- lays a small child. Small but noticable gills on the neck, the occasional fleck of scales and webbed fingers mark them as merfolk.

Viewers watch on in horror as the table is bloodied. A steady incision made in the left leg. The Justice League had been contacted but there was no indication they would make it in time to help.

A large Bang! went off in the background of the video, clearly catching the duo off guard. The man turned to his (wife?) with a weird moniter in his hands going off the charts and with an excited yelp they both took off running up the steps that were just barely in frame behind them.

A few long moments later, two teens sneak into the lab. The boy rushed over to unchain their parents 'test subject' while the girl kept watch.

Freshly released limbs had bloody wounds rubbed into the pinned down areas and quiet whispers of empathy were only just picked up by the audio. One of the viewers pointed out that the boy himself had scars in similar places.

The boy picked up the kid and the trio quickly slipped away out of camera view. Soft thuds mark their escape from the house, seemingly unaware of the Livestream their parents were apparently trying to make.

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The story makes international news and leaves everyone on high alert. Government agencies scramble to prove they had no connection to the couple, the GIW undergos mass arrest when their names Maddie and Jack Fenton come up on their payroll. A channel is made to document any sightings of the kids.

The first one is posted after a day. It's security footage from a fast food restaruant. Four teens- the two from before plus a goth and someone named ''Tucker''- along with the comparitively tiny Mer sit in a booth. ''Tucker'' and "Sam'' argue about possible dietary restriction before seemingly ordering one of everything. There is soup, and a burger, the largest cup filled with water they could find in the back, chicken tenders and salad.

When the server goes to deliver everything, the four watch them like hawks, understandable given the previous day.

(Did any of them even know Half the world knew what went down? )

(Did any of them know how Aquaman was taking the news of one of his subjects being injured like that? )

( Did any of them realize that their choice to protect the kid was one of the main reasons war hadn't been declared yet on the human race?)

Jasmine is heard softly encouraging the tiny Mer to eat something, anything and eventually the soup is downed and apparently liked enough that she gets up to order more.

Right before they leave, while under the relative safety of a roof, they swap the bandages wrapped around most of the kids leg and arms and slowly tell them about future plans despite the fact that they probably can't understand the language.

(Jasmine points at a laptop screen filled with a view of the ocean. "We" she circles the group with her pinky "are going there to get you home." The atlantian can't speak english but the way their eyes light up and they relax further into Sams side shows they understand the basic message)

(The sight- of the child definitely scared but trusting them enough to get so close- helps calm the atlantians with access to the internet. Somewhere Aquaman finds himself able to breathe slightly easier.)

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I've been rolling around the idea of Danny in the Addams family. He'd be their weird sunshine kid (despite being feral and 90% sass) but they'd love him so much. Maybe he meets them because while looking for backers for their experiments they find an 'occult' family which leads them to the Addams.

The Addams would never say no to meeting a pair of modern mad scientist obsessed with the dead. In fact it's the highlight of their day getting that invitation. They find the Fenton work legitimately fascinating.

If this is pre-reveal of Danny's ghostly nature the Addams would make the Fenton parents rethink their ideas on Ghost. But if it's post reveal Jack is telling him to show off his ghost form to the Addams. The Addams would be enamored, he died came back and now was the door between life and death.

Either way it's good parents Jack and Maddie. The two weird families get close going so far as to change Vald from godfather to Gomez and Morticia. Which alters the timeline once again but only in a good manner.

Maybe the Addams move to Amity, or get a second home there. The Laylines are perfect, they have a portal to the afterlife, the kids all seem to be fae of some sort (liminals), and honestly it's just so close to perfect. They could use a little less sunlight but they supposed no place was 100% perfect and can handle it.

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What about the idea of lady Gotham adopting Danny? Like clearly (king or not) this is a baby ghost. He's basically fresh dead! She realizes she can't care for both of Danny's halfs but she has a knight just for that. Batman loves kids and he's going to love her little Danny.

The problem is Lady Gotham is a dotting mother. She loves her sons (Danny and Jason) and wants nothing more then to spend time with them but only Danny can see her and she makes it his problem.

She adjusts his clothing, scolds him for neglecting himself, every night she tucks him into bed. Still a little sad her knights haven't taken her other son in yet. Though she knows Tim is working on a file since she manipulates her city so Danny gets their attention in increasingly dangerous ways.

So far because she can't just bluntly tell Bruce to take in her son she has put Danny into 5 hostage situations this week and it's a Tuesday. He runs into the batfam day and night, masks on and off. So they know something is up with this kid but not what.

The real trouble is when Lady Gotham decides Danny needs to feed his ghostly side. He refuses to eat blog ghosts and her own extoplasm is... a little cursed. So she gets smart. In the middle of a scarecrow attack Danny is teleported to the main epicenter; and Lady Gotham is now just spoon feeding him fear Toxin until he eats on his own.

Danny is mortified because what the fuck this taste great and now he's just binging on the weird chemical concoction some rogue came up with. Until there is none left. So when the bats get there to shut it down Danny is just in food coma and Scarecrow is panicked because 'what is this kid?!'.

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The Bats are going insane trying to find information on the entire family only to pull up nothing. But when batman confronts the family the dad just grins and invites him to have some fudge as he talked. Most of it Jack praising Bruce's work as batman and giving him advice on kids. Batman can't even get a single word in. Okay he *can* but it's bulldozed over and they aren't intimidated at all.

A dpxdc ideal

Ghost king Danny is on the run, the GIW has suddenly become competent, very competent. His parents now aware of who and what he is are doing their best to mislead and sabotage the GIW from the inside; but they're worried, Jazz is worried, and even Vlad was starting to get nervous.

Things just get too dangerous that the Fentons decide they can't stay in Amity anymore. But the fact was nowhere was safe. So why not seek refuge in another dimension? So in the true Fenton fashion their parents pack up the GAV, both of their kids and just leave.

The Fenton research and tech are all destroyed and Ghost King Danny quarantines his home dimension. Too dangerous to travel to for *anyone*. He mourns because of Sam and Tucker, he'd offered them to come during their hasty packing. But neither wanted to leave their parents...well in Sam's case grandmother. Both a left with a single use button, said button an sos of sorts to call Wulf to them. The only travel ban exception but only for this.

Some day Sam and Tucker might join him, but for now he has his family.

The Fenton family is in a new dimension, a place called Gotham. They plan to blend in but instead the family...mostly Jack.... becomes day time heros. It's accidental mind you. Yes Jack bodied the Joker on purpose he gave Dann-o a panic attack! The assault charges magically dissapearing.

The citizens of Gotham are all bewildered by this chaotic little Midwestern family. They like them, the father had crippled the Joker and stop many crimes just by being a himbo who stumbled into glory. Aside the Joker of course which got him more kudos.

The mother was wickedly smart, the tech she had was unseen in this Era since it looked like it was cobbled together with early 2000s tech, which it was. The whole stunning beam guns and nets weren't exactly ground breaking though.

The kids are little menaces both smart, and chaotic good forces of trolling. The boy was definitely a meta and possibly rabid, every rogue he saw was on sight. The Joker incident had been a fluke that first panic attack, not that it mattered.

The daughter was the scary one, instead of just throwing hands and teeth like her brother she tore them apart mentally. Deconstructing their very being, somehow getting to the core of issues. But to civilians? Sweetie who worried for everyone.

Just the entire Fenton family causing chaotic good events across the dc universe with each city they visit.

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A dpxdc ideal

Ghost king Danny is on the run, the GIW has suddenly become competent, very competent. His parents now aware of who and what he is are doing their best to mislead and sabotage the GIW from the inside; but they're worried, Jazz is worried, and even Vlad was starting to get nervous.

Things just get too dangerous that the Fentons decide they can't stay in Amity anymore. But the fact was nowhere was safe. So why not seek refuge in another dimension? So in the true Fenton fashion their parents pack up the GAV, both of their kids and just leave.

The Fenton research and tech are all destroyed and Ghost King Danny quarantines his home dimension. Too dangerous to travel to for *anyone*. He mourns because of Sam and Tucker, he'd offered them to come during their hasty packing. But neither wanted to leave their parents...well in Sam's case grandmother. Both a left with a single use button, said button an sos of sorts to call Wulf to them. The only travel ban exception but only for this.

Some day Sam and Tucker might join him, but for now he has his family.

The Fenton family is in a new dimension, a place called Gotham. They plan to blend in but instead the family...mostly Jack.... becomes day time heros. It's accidental mind you. Yes Jack bodied the Joker on purpose he gave Dann-o a panic attack! The assault charges magically dissapearing.

The citizens of Gotham are all bewildered by this chaotic little Midwestern family. They like them, the father had crippled the Joker and stop many crimes just by being a himbo who stumbled into glory. Aside the Joker of course which got him more kudos.

The mother was wickedly smart, the tech she had was unseen in this Era since it looked like it was cobbled together with early 2000s tech, which it was. The whole stunning beam guns and nets weren't exactly ground breaking though.

The kids are little menaces both smart, and chaotic good forces of trolling. The boy was definitely a meta and possibly rabid, every rogue he saw was on sight. The Joker incident had been a fluke that first panic attack, not that it mattered.

The daughter was the scary one, instead of just throwing hands and teeth like her brother she tore them apart mentally. Deconstructing their very being, somehow getting to the core of issues. But to civilians? Sweetie who worried for everyone.

Just the entire Fenton family causing chaotic good events across the dc universe with each city they visit.

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I think the funniest reaction anyone could have to Danny confessing to being half Ghost (with out transforming) would be dismissal. Just a "oh that teenage angst is setting in. Careful he's an edgelord." Or any such variation of blaming a phase or something.

Bonus points if for some unspecified reason Danny *can't* transform so he is so desperately trying to convince them he's a halfa and just sounds crazier.

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My father's secretary

Danny Fenton did not expect to be secretary material but after 7 years of being a hero and having Jazz as his elder sister, he was damn good at it. He needed a job, he knew that, and Wayne Enterprises was willing to hire a 21 year old taking online college classes for aerospace engineering.

And he was fucking thankful for that cause Mr. Wayne was pretty neat and bought him good food and coffee whenever he looked out of it. Half his family were already in Gotham with only his parents in Amity. They were finally reformed and now their research finally advocated for the rights of ghosts and spread awareness on their culture. Good for them.

Jazz and Dante were in Arkham working as a psychologist and guard. Elle was still in school, enrolled into Gotham Academy once Vlad insisted on paying her tuition. To be fair, he was paying for Danny's tuition too.

But back to his secretary duties. His boss was Bruce Wayne, yes, but he did often work with the man's son and the current CEO. Tim was nice and had the same caffeine addiction as him. (Jazz highly discouraged this friendship in case they both made a monstrosity of coffee and energy drinks.)

But Mr. Wayne was the best. He was rather clumsy and a bit airheaded but he was the best fucking boss he could ever ask for. The man's paternal instincts were on point and Danny was almost intimidated when the man started handing him extra cash whenever Danny came to the office looking more tired than usual. When that failed, Mr. Wayne resorted to giving him more material things.

Now, he doesn't want to take advantage of this ridiculously kind man with a lack of self preservation (God, was this what Jazz felt about him?). But Mr. Wayne had given him this amazing coffee maker and then proceeded to give Danny the best toaster ever. And Danny has always been known to resolutely be against Billionaires adopting him. But Mr. Wayne?

Danny had honed his back talking skills to perfection to talk down arrogant elites that kept demanding for his boss. He mastered his customer service voice and that condescending look he saw the receptionists give people like they were tantruming toddlers. Danny was ready to fight for that man (Vlad was choking somewhere as the Fentons worriedly look at him).

Seriously. Danny was willing to fucking fight anyone and everyone for Bruce Wayne.

Jason has heard about Danny Fenton a couple of times. Tim, Dick, and Bruce had mentioned him a lot. Bruce's new secretary that looked like he'd woken up from a coma and was comparable to a grumpy cat on his best days. He's seen the guy a couple times, noticed how he was almost as tall as Jason. Honestly, he kinda looked like a twig (but then that was because of Danny's suit that he made sure didn't completely fit him).

The guy was strange. Very strange. Especially when the pits seemed to either become frantic or calm whenever he was around. It depended on the situation really, but mostly the pits grew calmer around Fenton. Like a cat that finally saw its favorite person. It was so weird.

He was drawn to Fenton, sometimes finding himself walking towards the man before he snaps out of it.

It's on this day where Danny was by Bruce's side, a stylus and tablet in hand. He was furiously tapping away at his phone, cursing under his breath about bothersome and stuck up cialiteses.

"Jason!" Bruce happily greets, "Don't mind Danny for a bit. He's telling of some investors for trying to meddle with the company. Tim is too sleep deprived to handle it."

"Where is Tim?"

"Danny threatened to throw the company's coffee maker out the window if he doesn't take a nap." Bruce chuckles, glancing fondly at his fiesty secretary. "Danny?"

"Give me a minute, Mr. Wayne. Some people are trying to squeeze into your schedule when I specifically told them that they can't." Danny says, clearly irritated but looks at Bruce with an apologetic gaze. "No—Mr. Luthor, neither Mr. Drake nor Mr. Wayne are available on that day—"

And it dissolved into Danny telling of what Jason assumes was Lex Luthor to stop his attempts. In other words, corporate for Fuck off.

"He's good, isn't he?" Jason humms as he follows Bruce down the hall, glancing at the tired employees that looked utterly exhausted and horrifically motivated. "Looks like adoption bait."

"Unfortunately, Danny is a very much against Billionaires adopting him. His godfather is one and has attempted multiple times." Bruce sighs, feigning a sorrowful look as he sends Danny a small pout. "What did you do when he tried the fifth time again?"

"I blew up his car, Mr. Wayne." Danny nonchalantly says, "But that only made him want to adopt me more."

Jason blinks, baffled before he's laughing at the utter absurdity of the situation.

"That sounds similar to—"

Gunshots tore through the air as people immediately screamed. At the entrance of the building was the Joker in all his insanity, guns blazing. Jason froze, sucking in a deep breath as he took one step back. They weren't in costume, they weren't the Red Hood and Batman in that moment.

"Nightwing, Robin, and Spoiler are on their way." Oracle says through the comms but that doesn't comfort him in the slightest.

It's chaos in moments and people are ducking their heads to avoid the bullets. Jason and Bruce look right at each other, taking cover as bullets ruin the walls and furniture. But Bruce is dragged from his spot, pulled towards the Joker who laughs maniacally as he pressed a gun against Bruce's head.

"Mr. Wayne!" Many people yell as they all stared in horror as the Joker threatens Gotham's beloved prince.

Jason immediately remembers an explosion and a crowbar.

(Reminder, Danny Fenton was very much ready to go to war for Bruce Wayne).

A tablet and a stylus was suddenly shoved into his arms. Jason blinks, turning to Danny who tugs at his tie and rummages through the counter for something. The Joker sees this, clearly irritated.

"You! Eyes on me!" The Joker practically demands, hysterical that not everyone was paying attention.

Danny apparently doesn't give a damn before looking the Joker straight in the eye.

"Eyes in me." Danny repeats.

A second later something was thrown and a cutter was cutting through the Joker's eye.

Jason gaped at the seemingly harmless secretary, unable to comprehend that this man had just thrown a fucking cutter into the Joker's eye.

Bruce is set free.

Everyone is frozen in place.

Everyone watched as Bruce Wayne's tired and overworked secretary beats the shit out of the Joker, saying something about how he wasn't going to lose a good boss.

No one particularly knows what to do once Danny pulls out the cutter with the Jokers blood and... Fucking shit, was that his eyeball?!

Dick and Damian arrived at some point, also too shocked to do anything. When Danny was done and satisfied, with the Joker still alive, groaning and whimpering from the pain that Danny inflicted.

As if he hadn't almost killed the Joker, Danny turns to them with a tired smile.

"Mr. Wayne, I implore you not to die. I can't lose the best boss that I've had." He plainly says and takes the tablet and stylus back from Jason.

Jason thinks he might just marry this feral man.

Yeah.

Yeah, he was definitely going to marry Danny Fenton.

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You're Grounded Mister

Summary:

A mission gone wrong leaves the Batkids bickering—until Batman grounds them and Danny Fenton, a confused civilian caught in the chaos. This one-shot is based on this post by Shower-Phantom-Ideas

It had all gone downhill fast.

The plan had been Dick’s idea—though Tim and Jason definitely could have pointed out the glaring holes in it, and Damian hadn’t exactly offered his usual dose of cynicism. It was supposed to be a quick, in-and-out operation. Minimal risk, maximum payoff.

But things got complicated when that guy showed up. Just some kid, and not even a vigilante or a rogue. It was supposed to be a straightforward job in Gotham’s shadier district—stop the exchange of a highly dangerous chemical, break up the bad guys, be home in time for breakfast. But, no, some civilian had gotten in the way and distracted the gangsters long enough to mess with their timing.

As Jason would tell it later, “It was just bad luck.” As Bruce would say, “It was complete negligence.”

And as for Danny? Well, he didn’t have much of a say in it. Not that he was about to back down from a bunch of armed gangsters, especially with the Batkids swooping in around him, leaving chaos and knocked-out criminals in their wake. Danny had handled a few of them before they even showed up, quietly taking out the last of them when Bruce finally stepped in.

And now they were here, a tense, heated argument in a dark Gotham alley.

“You should have waited for backup!” Bruce snapped, his voice slicing through their squabbles. “I told you it was a risk to go in alone—especially when we didn’t have all the intel! This is about safety, and clearly—”

“Right, clearly we were fine until you stepped in,” Jason shot back, scowling.

“It would have gone smoothly if someone didn’t just happen to be there,” Dick muttered, clearly feeling defensive.

“It was your idea, Grayson!” Tim hissed, his voice laden with frustration. “Don’t turn this around.”

“Maybe if you’d listened—”

Damian scoffed. “I could have handled them on my own.”

Bruce’s frown deepened, and he turned to Danny, who was awkwardly inching his way toward the exit.

“And don’t think you’re getting out of this,” Bruce said, turning his Batglare on him. “You’re grounded too.”

Danny froze, one foot halfway lifted in a tippy-toe pose. “I… I’m sorry, what?”

The Batkids stopped mid-argument and looked at Danny, then back at Bruce, then at each other, as if piecing something together. Dick’s face morphed from irritation to confusion; Jason’s went slack.

“Uh… Mr. Batman, sir, with all due respect, I’m just some guy,” Danny said slowly, staring at Bruce. “Can… Can Batman even do that?”

“Everyone in the Batmobile,” Bruce said firmly, ignoring Danny’s question. “We’ll discuss this further in the morning.”

Danny, still too stunned to process much beyond “Batman grounded me,” felt himself nodding along. Guess we’re going with it.

The ride was silent and tense. Jason looked broody, arms crossed, staring out the window. Tim rubbed his temples, probably rethinking every tactical choice. Dick was sulking, and Damian, surprisingly, just looked mad at being lumped in with the others. Danny, meanwhile, stayed very still, wedged between Tim and Jason, trying not to breathe too loudly. It was a surreal experience—he was tired, his limbs ached, and his brain was reeling from the absurdity of it all, but it was Batman. The Batmobile wasn’t exactly the place to make his objections.

By the time they reached the Batcave, Danny figured he’d try for some clarity.

“Uh,” he started, looking around at the cavernous space, vast and impressive, filled with tech and lights. “So, do you mind if I, uh, call my family to tell them I won’t be home tonight?”

The entire cave fell silent. Jason froze mid-complaint, Dick and Tim stopped sulking, and Damian’s scowl melted into shock. All four of them stared at Danny, and then slowly, like someone had hit pause, their heads turned to look at Bruce.

He seemed unbothered, glancing at Danny as if this were just standard procedure. But for everyone else, the realization was dawning. Dick was the first to speak, his voice wavering.

“Uh… Bruce?” Dick asked slowly, eyebrows raised. “Did… Did you kidnap a civilian?”

Bruce frowned. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Jason burst out laughing, doubling over, his hands clutching his sides. “Oh, this is gold. He’s not even a rogue, B. He’s just some random guy you told to get in the car!”

Danny held up his hands. “In my defense, it was Batman, okay? Who’s going to not get in the Batmobile when Batman tells you you’re grounded?”

Tim covered his face with both hands, muffling his laugh. Damian scowled, crossing his arms.

“This is embarrassing,” he muttered. “Father, you’re losing credibility by the second.”

Bruce’s expression tightened, clearly irked by the fact that his kids’ attention had wandered from the initial issue. They had disobeyed him, endangered a civilian, and now they were laughing because, okay, maybe he had unintentionally forced said civilian to join them in the Batcave.

He sighed, rubbing his temples, clearly rethinking several recent decisions.

“Alright,” Bruce finally said. “My apologies. You were in the wrong place at the wrong time, and you don’t need to be here. We’ll get you a ride back home.”

Danny blinked, a little surprised. “So, wait, I’m not grounded?”

“No, you’re not grounded,” Bruce replied, a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.

Jason snickered. “Damn, you got off easy. We’re grounded for sure.”

Bruce cleared his throat, and the smiles faded from the other Batkids’ faces. “Yes, you’re grounded,” he said, looking at each of them in turn. “All of you.”

They groaned in unison, but Danny, relieved beyond measure, was already edging toward the door. He nodded a quick thank you to Batman and managed a small, awkward wave to the others.

As he left, he could hear Dick muttering, “Grounded… from what? We’re grown men!”

Jason groaned. “Grounded as in, no solo missions, genius.”

Danny paused, letting the sounds of the Batfamily’s complaints echo behind him as he took the lift back to ground level. He shook his head, chuckling. Only in Gotham. Only with Batman would you end up “grounded” for just existing in the wrong place at the wrong time.

But hey—at least he got a free ride in the Batmobile out of it.

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Alfred has split custody with himself lol

In a reality where Alfred is an avatar of Clockwork or an aspect of him given his own life but but technically he is 2 people. Who truly loves the Wayne's as his own fraid but is aware of Danny and his other body's adventures.

Danny is just a baby ghost. Still a teen who hates the way after finding out everyone babies him. He's gone from fighting to gentle spars and mother henning. To the ghost he is something to be treasure, a baby a young soul, and a living being. Life was precious after all.

Danny hasn't realized that he's been adopted. Clockwork was now more his parents than Jack and Maddie. So when the turned on Danny Clockwork swooped in, securing Danny and bringing him to safety.

Clockwork who knows that as alive as he was dead Danny requires time on the mortal realm. So the soul vessel goes to the living one to drop Danny off. Who just adds Danny in no one notices. For about a week or so, and when they do, Alfred just says "Ah yes this is my son Danny."

Shit hits the fan. Everyone is curious, hurt, and for a few grossed out. Those are the ones who realized Alfred was getting some. Or they assume as much and no one wants to think of their grandpa/dad like *that*.

Bruce is convinced Danny isn't actually Alfred son. He knows Alfred would never abandon his family, the butler was always so loyal to his loved ones after all. How this kid just came into Alfred's life is suspicious. So he suggest a blood test.

Danny is quiet the entire time, it was still shocking Clockwork...or Alfred.. had adopted him; it was harder to believe his parents turned on him. He has so many emotions and he may be dissociating to cope.

But he catches the comment and looks to Alfred afraid. All he gets is a nod and Danny knew it was going to be safe just agrees.

Chaos breaks out again after thanks to Ghost shenanigans the DNA is a match. Danny is confused, Bruce is confused, Alfred/Clockwork is smug. The batfamily is struggling.

"As I said master Bruce, this is my son Daniel but he prefers Danny." He pats Danny on the head as Bruce bluesceens more.

Danny ever the little shit and feeling the social awkward urge to be funny and break the ice, "Congrats you're a big brother."

Bruce faints.

[found-pham-ily]

In a reality where Alfred is an avatar of Clockwork or an aspect of him given his own life but but technically he is 2 people. Who truly loves the Wayne's as his own fraid but is aware of Danny and his other body's adventures.

Danny is just a baby ghost. Still a teen who hates the way after finding out everyone babies him. He's gone from fighting to gentle spars and mother henning. To the ghost he is something to be treasure, a baby a young soul, and a living being. Life was precious after all.

Danny hasn't realized that he's been adopted. Clockwork was now more his parents than Jack and Maddie. So when the turned on Danny Clockwork swooped in, securing Danny and bringing him to safety.

Clockwork who knows that as alive as he was dead Danny requires time on the mortal realm. So the soul vessel goes to the living one to drop Danny off. Who just adds Danny in no one notices. For about a week or so, and when they do, Alfred just says "Ah yes this is my son Danny."

Shit hits the fan. Everyone is curious, hurt, and for a few grossed out. Those are the ones who realized Alfred was getting some. Or they assume as much and no one wants to think of their grandpa/dad like *that*.

Bruce is convinced Danny isn't actually Alfred son. He knows Alfred would never abandon his family, the butler was always so loyal to his loved ones after all. How this kid just came into Alfred's life is suspicious. So he suggest a blood test.

Danny is quiet the entire time, it was still shocking Clockwork...or Alfred.. had adopted him; it was harder to believe his parents turned on him. He has so many emotions and he may be dissociating to cope.

But he catches the comment and looks to Alfred afraid. All he gets is a nod and Danny knew it was going to be safe just agrees.

Chaos breaks out again after thanks to Ghost shenanigans the DNA is a match. Danny is confused, Bruce is confused, Alfred/Clockwork is smug. The batfamily is struggling.

"As I said master Bruce, this is my son Daniel but he prefers Danny." He pats Danny on the head as Bruce bluesceens more.

Danny ever the little shit and feeling the social awkward urge to be funny and break the ice, "Congrats you're a big brother."

Bruce faints.

[found-pham-ily]

We have a lot of stories of Danny being Bruce's kid, but what if Bruce was Danny's descendant?

Danny's dimension got too dangerous for him so he moved full time into the infinite realms (could be king Danny but not necessary) and die to his human half he has to spend some time in the living realm. So he goes from dimension to dimension just living and being a guy. At some point he gets involved with the Waynes and fathers a kid. How many generations back who knows but Danny is long forgotten. Just an old face in the Wayne family tree.

Danny comes back to that dimension and bumps into Bruce and seeing its his family (Ghost instinct) Danny follows him invisible. Seeing Bruce is a vigilante almost made him burst out laughing. Seems it really *was* an inherited trait. Now he needs to figure out how to get into his family's life with out blowing his cover. He might tell them eventually but for now he had to get to know them first.

[found-pham-ily]

@harvestandhearth

I almost didn't write this because of the amount of hate I was getting but you were so excited I figured one little addition wouldn't hurt.

Tw Cop!Danny if you don't like don't read.

It had been an offhand comment. Walker had notice the ghost boy...now man had seemed upset. Upon hearing Phantom's plight he had made the suggestion, become a cop.

Danny wasn't a fan of cops, too many bad things done under the guise of protecting and serving. But he'd failed at becoming a fire fighter. The heat from one of the training events had all but hospitalized him, which got him kicked out. Thanks to the meta protection acts and the open secret of who he was no one judged him for his weakness.

Then he tried for the Emt route, but between his poor high-school grades effecting any chances at a scholarship and the time he had to spend fighting ghosts he didn't really manage well and ended up dropping out. But hey he picked some stuff up and used that to patch people up post Ghost fights.

He considered a social worker too, but he couldn't exactly fight Ghost on the clock, and the lack of action made it a slog. After so long of being a vigilante, the need for action was a second nature. The Ghost biology needing to fight didn't help either.

Walker's idea buzzed around his head. It made sense in a weird way. He could actually help people, fight Ghost on the clock, and get a decent pay check...

His sister ever the busy body had asked why civil service jobs? Why not go for Nasa like he dreamed of. With the acts repealed and him being labeled a meta he could legally do so. But those damn grades ruined it.

So a cop be became. It was disturbingly easy to become one too. Worrisomely so. He was both good and bad at his job depending who you asked. The people despite their teasing loved him. He had always done his best for them, he only rarely used any form of violence with people, and when needed nothing more then the bare minimal to safely stop them. Hell he'd taken a few bullets from other cops to save people.

The other cops hated him, Danny didn't subscribe to the usually loyalty and standards a cop had. You did something illegal and abused your power he'd report it in such a way consequences had to be given. Yeah he'd keep his partner safe, and did his job well but he broke the status quo. He also made the whole force in Amity look bad. He was so good he made them look incompetent.

But despite all he did Danny wasn't free from the social scrutiny. Both from the living and the dead. Ghost mocked him for becoming lame and joining the cops. Humans just went with the stigma, not unfairly so; and it just fueled him to do his job better. To prove to people that just because he wore a uniform he wasn't full of hate.

Apparently he did his job too well. At least that's what he assumed as he sat in an office a Green Lantern in front of him. "So let me get this straight, you want me to become the face of a civilian branch of the Justice League?" Danny was still bitter about all the help he didn't get as a budding child hero.

"Yes, your work as both a cop and a meta dealing with supernatural threats has gained an online following. We want people to know that we work with the authorities and accept metas in non-hero jobs." Hal could tell the man was suspicious of him. Which wasn't unfair since the league seemed to always recruit metas into hero jobs.

"You wouldn't have to do more then you already do aside the occasional press conference." He continued.

Danny sighed and thought on it, this would secure his job that he knew was on the chopping block due to his 'insubordination'. They couldn't fire him without a major backlash if he had the Justice League on his side. But he didn't like the idea of being some sort of symbol. He just wanted to help protect people, and maybe throw some punches with some ghosts. He was a simple man after all.

"Fine but I want the medical benefits the League offers." Medical was expensive, and while Danny healed faster then the average person that didn't effect the initial bills. And he had to go to the hospital for paperwork's sake.

"That can be arranged." Hal was just glad he didn't get the expected rejection from the ex-teen hero.

[found-pham-ily]

How about a police officer Danny. Danny need to protect people as part of his obsession, but being a vigilante doesn't exactly pay. So his parents suggest going into civil service. Originally he wanted to be a fire fighter but the heat was too much for him and his ice core. So he settle on being a cop.

He originally starts in Amity, where his hero identity is now an open secret. His parents are proud of him, they know he's Phantom too. Amity doesn't have much human crime so now he just wrangled ghosts as a cop mostly.

Some kids decided to start posting online. Things like who needs heros when our cop got it covered; accompanied by videos of Danny in uniform taking down ghosts and such. A few post of "acab but this one he gets it" and it's Danny helping an old lady crossing the street or volunteering at a soup kitchen.

Of course the videos catch the league's attention. Now they need to investigate the situation and maybe recruit this cop.

[found-pham-ily]

I love supportive parents Fentons. We're they good parents? Not always but they are trying. More so now that they knew how they'd failed Danny. They did a 180 on their research going from Ghost are evil to ghost are just people. Though some ghost wish they still just acted violently rather then stalking them to ask so *so* many questions.

Danny is happy, his parents are trying and while the GIW are still around as a nuisance he doesn't see then as actually a threat. Everyone in Amity had started treating him better both in and out of Phantom form. He is thriving.

Enter Constantine, there on league business. That business is decommissioning the GIW. The acts had been repealed and the group was supposed to cease activity. But they kept those things from Amity park and everyone there. How the league found out about it was just superman overhearing the agents brag about how they still worked in Amity.

Constantine had a fine time with the civilians there until he mentioned working for the league. Suddenly everyone turns on him. They don't harm him but they ice him out, over charge anything he buys, and hurl insults. He was also pretty sure his string of bad luck was caused by them too not just the obvious things.

So the hellblazer has no choice but to ask the local heros. Phantom tell him to leave, that he had it all covered. Red huntress is luckily more forth coming. If by forth coming you meant telling the truth while insulting a person and group so bad it makes him want to retire. Seriously he knew teens could be vicious but this is special levels of vitriol.

Once he finds out the situation, he can feel a migraine coming on. Not only did the league not answer a call for help repeatedly, but the local heros were two teens who think the league was for the anti-ecto acts. Plus neither of them were *good* at hiding their identities. Phantom was a palate swap and used a pun on his own civilian name. Red huntress Aka Valerie was *proud* of being red huntress and saw no real reason to hide it anymore.

The town is shocked when the league member in town starts taking down the GIW. Even more shocked when he told everyone the acts were repealed. They don't warm up to him though. Well things are better priced again at least.

As he finishes up and prepared to leave, he is stopped by the town mad scientist. They're smiling at him but he just knows this was about to be bad. Which is only proven when the lady pulls out a note pad and pen and he is being given the third degree on how magic works.

Constantine tries to leave he really does. But the man Jack has him body blocked via side hug he can't escape from. They wouldn't take his non-answers as answers and he felt his day get *worse* when they ask him to teach them.

The Fentons want magic only so they can figure it out. Magic doesn't exist so what ever power the hellblazer has has to be ecto based! And they need answers! It could help their son master his own powers and they could finally join him in fights on equal footing. A family that fights evil together stays together. Danny would be so proud of them!

Constantine doesn't want to deal with possible future magic rogues so he hits his s.o.s beacon in his pocket as he goes for a cigarette. He'd get shit for it later but he could handle a Bat lecture not what ever this was.