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DpxDc Being a Green Lantern’s ghost is quite different from being one in life.

When a Green Lantern falls, their ring leaves the body. Some souls find paradise, but others remain obsessively bound to their Green Lantern duty, even in death.

The Infinite Realms are bast, so much so that it's rare to encounter a Green Lantern. Thus, they arrive too late to witness Phantom’s battle with the Tyrant King, only catching the moment he is sent to his final rest.

Some of the Green Lanterns still remember the reign of Pariah Dark. Unable to confront him directly, they turned their duty toward relocating ghosts, hiding those the Tyrant King wished to erase.

But being a Green Lantern’s ghost is quite different from being one in life. They can feel the new king’s core, a primordial need for protection and space. It feels like home.

There is no Oa, but there is King Phantom. And if he asks, they will serve.

Until the living world wounds the king in his human form. There is no way to kill him before his time, but he can… had been hurt. And as he sleeps, the realms scream for war.

Earth is under siege. The skeleton army forms a ring around the planet, awaiting the ancients command. Who, out of kindness for the king’s love of Earth, gives mortals a warning: destroy the GIW, or perish.

It’s chaos. The ancients does not appear in their usual form. They are titans to those who look up to the sky.

The Green Lanterns don’t stay to see more. They fly to Oa, because the ancients power of destruction will not stop with Earth.

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Idea. Danny is Clockwork's grandson and Clockwork is Chronos.

Wonder Woman knows there's *Something* familiar about this kid and starts investigating herself.

Half Baked DC x DP Crossover Idea

Partially inspired by something that happened last weekend

While on a trip to tour collages for Jazz, the Fentons stop to fuel up, get some sleep at a hotel, and get snacks for the next day. Danny wanders away from the hotel, because of course he does, and stops by a market. As hes going through the store isles he can't help but notice that someone has started following him. Not seeing anywhere to slip away, Danny approaches the first person he sees that he could, reasonably, seem related to, doesn't look sketchy af, and he approaches them.

Or

Danny wanders off on Gotham/Metropolis/Gateway City(pick your favorite). As hes wandering around in a store he realises hes being followed and quickly attaches himself to the first person his ghost sense tells him he can trust that looks reasonably related to. While startled at first, Bruce/Clark/Diana quickly understand the situation, and treats Danny like one of their children, glaring at the person who was following Danny. Once the person is gone they walk Danny back to his hotel to make sure that person is gone.

I dont know how this would end, that's up to you, this is called a half baked idea for a reason.

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After retirement, Kakashi becomes the Snoop Dogg of the Naruto world. And by that I mean, universally beloved icon with a maybe shady past who is always doing the randomest stuff.

Just side-quest after side-quest.

He's at a political summit in Iwa one minute, the next he's on a cooking show. He's a commentator for international sporting events, he's organising disaster relief efforts, he's making cameos in B-list movies, he's a member of the hokage's cabinet.

And who's going to stop him? Man speedran his shinobi career, he's done - he's finished the game. He can officially do Whatever the Fuck He Wants. You try telling war hero, soldier-since-he-was-5, and former ninja prime minister Hatake Kakashi he can't go on a hot spring world tour or invent ninja WWE. That's right, you can't.

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Corpse AU, Danny is harvesting his waste/extra/spare? dead bodies, and instead of just throwing them away or something like he used to before Sam read him the riot act about how bad for the environment just dumping corpses was, he now harvests the organs for hospitals and then disposes of the rest into ecologically friendly ways like turning them into compost.

Batfam:"How horrifying!"

Danny:"I'm helping!"

Batman and his allies have been gradually uncovering details about an illegal organ harvesting operation.

Finally, they manage to intercept one of the actual shipments of organs.

It’s sickening, but they get to work taking genetic tests on all the different “products” to see if they can match them to any missing persons cases.

They quickly realize that every last organ is genetically identical. Meaning the group is either far larger than they thought and running a whole cloning operation, or is repeatedly harvesting a single meta. Either option would be horrible in its own way.

But there’s also something far more unsettling.

The source is a genetic child of Bruce.

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There was a huge battle going on, and they were all currently recouping in the WatchTower. They'd managed to win, for now, but they all knew it wouldn't last. So. Every single available Justice League member was summoned for the recoup to figure out a new battle plan.

It was during this that Superman spoke up.

"If we need more heavy hitters, I can call up my twin brother. See if he's free."

And well. That wasn't what any of the gathered had excepted Superman - famously the last Kryptonian - to say. Many would even like to say it was the least excepted thing to hear.

"Your.. twin brother?"

"Do you mean Conner? Superboy??"

"You have a TWIN??"

The questions continued to rain down, until Batman held up a hand to silence everyone.

"Explain."

Superman stared at Batman for a second, at the gathered for half a second longer, before finally starting to explain this new piece of information he'd unintentionally given. (In his defence, it was one he thought most already knew).

"Well, Jack's not my twin by blood, but we grew up together. If we want a heavy hitter, he's someone we want on our side. We used to crash through walls for fun."

The last comment he added as an afterthought, as reference to what kind of heavy hitter he meant, something for the more normal to understand.

Everyone looked to Batman then, who simply nodded.

"If he's available, bring him here. I trust your judgement on this man."

"Thank you."

Superman smiled and stepped away, already dialling this twin brother judging by his fiddling with his phone.

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When Superman had said he had a twin brother that he used to crash through walls with, for fun, most thought 'Okay, we got a sort of clear picture of what to except now.'

Those who thought that was wrong. Jack Fenton was as big as Superman himself, built like a tank and loud as one as well. His excitement spread like an invisible force through everyone still gathered, his blue eyes shining. The only sort of 'suit' the man had was an orange hazmat suit and black goggles, gloves covering his huge hands.

"Supes! It's good to see you again!"

The man picked up Superman like he weighed nothing, squeezing the hero in a hug, which Superman returned without a second thought.

"Jack! Thank you for coming!"

"Oh you know I could never pass up a little fight with my brother! Are there ghosts too??"

"We don't know yet, but we'd appreciate your expertise on it!"

"The expert is my Danno-boy!"

This man, Jack, preened proudly, finally setting Superman back down on the ground though the two men continued to chat happily. At least until Batman cut in again.

"Superman, Jack Fenton. Focus."

"Right!"

Batman waited until everyone focused, and so continued on with the plan, now with added questions of how Jack could be of assistance.

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(When the world later got to witness a man in bright orange hazmat suit and black goggles fighting alongside the Superman and Justice League? It's mild to save the media went wild, and even more so those from a strange small town Amity Park in the middle of Illinois...)

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Bruce owes Danny money. He does Not want to pay up.

So! Danny had to run away from Amity Park when his parents discovered his Powers. But every time he tried to stay in a single place in America, they somehow managed to find him.

Turns out, they were working with the GIW to track him using the GIW's resources and the Fenton's Genius to find him everywhere he ran to. Eventually, Danny figured he had had enough and ran to Europe where the GIW had no Jurisdiction.

After wandering for a while, Danny was found and recruited by the League of Assasins. He was powerful, skilled, and connected to the Lazarus Pits, so they approached him with a job offer.

They would hide him from the Fentons, who had began to search for him in Europe independently, and in return he would work for them as an Assasin.

Considering his situation, Danny agreed.

He began training to be an Assasin, supplementing his Ghost Abilities with the abilities of an Assasin to become even more Stealthy.

While training under the League, Danny met another recruit simply known as Bruce. They trained together for years, even going on a few missions together gathering intel, and using disguises to hid in plain sight.

On one of these missions, Danny lent Bruce some money with the promise to get paid back when they returned to the League. That same night, Bruce left the League of Assasins and never came back.

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Bruce was sitting in the Batcave going over a case with Tim, Jason was off to the side cleaning his Guns, and Dick and Cass were holding an acrobatics competition in their Obstacle Course, with Damien, Steph, and Duke cheering them on.

Suddenly an Eldritch Emerald Light sprang to life in the center of the Batcave, and everybody dropped what they were doing and sprang to action.

Slowly, a glowing green figure emerged from the Light. He appeared Eldritch in Nature, as if he existed in multiple layers of reality at once and looking at him gave them minor headaches. Then, the figure spoke up.

"BRUCE. ITS BEEN 15 YEARS. YOU STILL OWE ME 16 DOLLARS."

Recognizing Danny, Bruce took a moment to compose himself before responding.

"Fuck Off."

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Danny becomes Oliver Queen's Alfred. Nobody is getting past the bouncer when he can bench press a bus.

Fake it till you make it, Star City Kitchen edition.

Danny, outed to the government as a ghostly entity, is not only wanted by the government but unable to find work because of that.

Sam gave him money to help him escape, but an unfortunate run in with more than one gang of meta traffickers blew through that in an instant.

He needs a job. He needs to find a place to sleep.

He decides to answer an ad in a newspaper, for a personal chef for an unnamed person. Is it sketchy? Yes. Is it very likely to be under the table with no government checks? Also yes.

Besides, if it turns out to be someone bad, he can just go invisible and disappear for a bit. It'll be...unfortunate, cuz he'll have to steal what he needs, but it's doable.

He arrives at the meeting place, and there's a car waiting to pick him up.

Okay.

He gets in the car. Secondary location, here he comes.

It drives to a mansion.

Oh no.

It's Oliver Queen.

Oliver Queen put up that ad.

Oliver Queen takes one look at him, hums, and says that Danny is absolutely what he was looking for. That Danny just looks like how a chef should look.

Five minutes later, Danny finds himself in a kitchen larger than his old house, internally panicking and scrolling as fast as he can through cooking lessons on youtube.

Turns out, Danny's got a knack for cooking.

Like, he's actually pretty phenomenal at it.

If the food isn't trying to come back to life and eat him, once he's got the basics down, it's pretty easy to throw together a meal.

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Oliver, sleep deprived and injured, meant to ask Stan to make him something to eat.

Somehow he failed step one of just texting the man, and ended up reaching out to and placing an ad in a local newspaper for a personal chef.

Naturally, when someone answers it, he decides to get them over to his place so he can apologize for his stupidity and pay them the money they lost wasting time going to him.

Except that's a kid.

A dirty, unkempt, homeless teenager.

And...fuck.

Look, Oliver isn't a complete and total jackass, and it's not like the kid can mess up much if he's in the kitchen, of all places.

So he pretends like the ad is legit. Throws the kid in the kitchen.

Accidentally finds out that the kid wasn't fucking lying about being a good chef that was out of practice, holy shit? This food is so good????

Looks into the kid's background, quietly.

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And in true Green Arrow fashion, uncovers a government conspiracy.

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Incorrect DPxDC quote:

Jason: *learns he has contaminated ectoplasm and an only partially formed ghost core* can I get that in writing?

Frostbite: Certainly!

Later

Jason: *rolls up to the Batcave where everyone is meeting* GUESS WHAT? I DID come back wrong.

Dick: Jaybird, no you didn’t-

Jason: *slams doctor’s note on the meeting table* GHOST DOCTOR SAYS SO!

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The Phantoms only stop infighting for one thing and that's to roll Jazz' new boyfriends.

Vlad is at a wayne gala when he notices that Jason is liminal as fuck and tries to adopt him, but he's a creeper. He tries the same with cass, and jason just body slams him through the table. Jazz sees the video and swoons

(*dances a little Irish jig of delight*)

"... so who's that?" Jazz asked, her tone very light. She leaned over the edge of the couch as all of them surrounded a tablet with a video of a young man tossing Vlad onto a table at a dinner party.

Danny and Dan both paused with narrowed eyes, but Dani didn't seem to notice as she said, "That's Bruce Wayne's son. He's from that one Buzzfeed mystery story, remember? He disappeared for 4 years when he was 15 and then came back without an explanation a few years ago.”

Jazz gave a soft, “Ohhh…”

Now even Dani was noticing her odd tone of voice and all three Dannies stared at her. Dan looked particularly murderous.

“… Jazz? You got something to tell us?” Danny said, crossing his arms.

Jazz coughed. “What! No! I mean— there’s nothing to say. What did I say? Nothing’s wrong!”

“That motherfucker is going to disappear permanently when I’m done with him,” Dan growled.

Jazz looked alarmed, “What boy??”

Danny facepalmed with a groan. “Jazz! Are you serious?! You don’t even know this guy!”

Jazz blushed bright red and crossed her arms. “I didn’t say anything!”

Dani suddenly looked horrified. “Oh my ancients! And you’re going to Gotham in a few weeks, right??” Now even Danny and Dan looked horrified, as Jazz just glared at her, huffing as her siblings all vehemently protested.

“You don’t even know him! No! Absolutely not! He’s nothing but a pretty face and big biceps!” Danny screamed. “No blessings! Actually, I’ll curse you! I curse this union!”

Dani shook her head rapidly, aggressively making the X sign with her arms. “You can’t date him! He’s the son of a billionaire! Who knows what creepy fetishes or crazy secrets he has?! He’s rich! You can’t trust a nepo baby!”

“You’re not allowed to date anyone! And don’t even think about going to Gotham anymore! Forget your job offer! No way am we going to let you go to Gotham to fraternize with Jason Todd-Wayne of all people!” Dan snarled, bristling like an offended tiger.

Jazz perked up. “His name is Jason?”

“Jazz!!”

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There's a new intern at the Daily Planet, Daniel Fenton, and the lucky son of a bitch joined the day that everyone brings in food for the November potluck.

Clark greets him, clocks him as a meta (no one's heart is that slow naturally, and he saw the kid accidentally float earlier), and asks how he likes Metropolis.

Metas aren't unusual, after all. If the Intern doesn't want to let people know, then that's his own business.

He's more interested in listening in to people trying his Ma's apple pie. She insisted he bring hers as well as an apple pie from Mrs. Moore, because she wants to know who's is better.

Apparently, the judges in Smallville were too afraid to favor one over the other and claimed it was a tie.

So he'd grabbed Ma's pie, stole Mrs. Moore's from her windowsill (he left money behind and a note of apology), and set them gently on the table full of food.

So far, everyone is favoring his Ma's.

Obviously.

He didn't like putting people down, but his Ma's pie was the clearly superior one. She made it special, with a little dash of orange juice and a secret ingredient she refused to share.

The only other person who had known was that ingredient was had been Pa, and he'd taken it to his grave.

So Ma's pie is, obviously, far better than Mrs. Moore's.

When Fenton picks up a piece of Ma's pie, Clark immediately tunes in to hear his opinion.

Fenton takes a bite.

Fenton freezes.

Fenton leans back a little and eyes the plate suspiciously.

"...Pa?" Fenton mutters, sounding more than a little confused. "This tastes just like...yeah. Pa makes it just like this, but not as pretty. Clumsy lattice or not, though; same taste. Who made this one?"

How.

How does Fenton know how Pa made his own version of Ma's apple pie, down to the lattice being "clumsier"?

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Danny has just moved to Metropolis, leaving Amity Park in the hands of Vlad and Valerie, who are more than enough to wrangle the ghosts still coming out of the Zone looking for a fight.

With them in charge, Danny is clear and safe to retire from heroing.

Instead, he takes an intern position at the Daily Planet in Metropolis; it pays, has benefits, and the Daily Planet will assist with tuition and work with his class schedule.

Even if he doesn't want to be a journalist, it's too good to pass up.

But at the potluck (lucky!), he eats a pie that tastes exactly like Pa Kents.

The ghost that had insisted he was going to be Danny, Dani, Dan, and Jazz's other father years ago. The ghost that had a standing invitation for any of them to drop by at any time.

The ghost that made his apple pies almost exactly like this one, but didn't quite get how to make the top of the pie aesthetically pleasing.

...Wait, Pa had said his son was working at the Daily Planet.

Was the huge, wall of muscle that had greeted Danny earlier his...?

Danny looks up, mouth full of pie, and accidentally meets the eyes of Clark Kent.

Oooooh.

Wait, so if Pa insisted on being Danny's (ghost) father, and by ghost law that was pretty finalized, then that meant that Mr. Clark was his-

"...Brother?" Danny muttered around the pie, wrinkling his nose in even more confusion.

If Mr. Clark isn't dead, then does ghost law apply?

But it's too late.

Mr. Clark must know how to read lips, because he's walking towards Danny with a really intent look on his face.

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There's an up-and-coming Tech Giant, called Fenton Works, and Batman is determined to prove that the company is a front for a villain.

Danny, after his parents turned from Ghost hunting to being the first official Ghost Anthropologists, decided to repurpose some of their weapons.

And, well, there was a contest being run by Wayne Enterprises; whoever can design a robot that will help the environment got prize money and a grant.

Danny, in all his mechanical engineering prowess, was bored. So he designed a thing. Repurposed the Fenton Guns into a cute robotic tortoise that would clean the beach.

It spiraled from there, and now Fenton Works is the leading name in green technology that's cleaning up the Earth bit by bit. Sea Dragon robots that clean oil and trash from the ocean; beach tortoises that clean the sand and beach and deposit their hoard of trash into designated receptacles that Danny uses as material to make more robots; Cryptid "stalker" robots with long legs that delicately patrol forests to perform "fuel management" and clear out the underbrush to help manage wildfires; moving gargoyle robots that sit on top of skyscrapers to help clean the air with huge sail-like wings, etc.

Basically, Danny pulls a Doctor Elisabet Sobeck, but with less world ending and more actually helping. (Not that the world ending was Elisabet's fault, of course, but different franchise)

And due to the number of times aliens try to attack and rogues send their own robots to attack people, naturally Danny installed self-defense protocols, along with one single golden rule written into the very OS of every single robot; Save Humans Whatever the Cost.

Problem is, Batman has never seen robots like this not be used for evil purposes, and he knows that their power source (a closely guarded Fenton Works secret) is some sort of liquid that glows green.

He really only knows of one liquid that glows green.

So he's determined to find everything he can about Fenton Works, because there's no way that Daniel Fenton isn't actually a villain in the making.

Danny's just thrilled for the chance to work with Wayne Enterprises.

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At least once a month I remember that Ozai ruled for ~3 years. That's shorter than one presidential term. That's nothing. In comparison Zuko - who suffered so much cruelty and was made to feel worthless under Ozai - ruled for ALMOST 70 YEARS. That's more than 22 times the length of Ozai's rule - and he will go down in history as one of the most influential and well loved Fire Lords of all time

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Danny’s mostly gotten the hang of portals by now. Sure, it’s not perfect, but he’s pretty accurate for the most part. So when he was super tired after another late night ghost battle, he decided to just portal home instead of flying back.

And he screwed it up.

Instead of coming out into the lab at home, he landed in the workspace of an alternate universe version of his dad.

He didn’t immediately notice though. Sure, the T-rex statue is new, but it honestly might not be the weirdest thing he’s ever seen his parents work on. Plus, again, he’s exhausted. He doesn’t have the energy to deal with that right now. In fact, he was so out of it that he didn’t even bother to fully fly to his bedroom, just collapsing onto the first couch he found and immediately going to sleep.

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Alfred frowned down at the boy he’d found sleeping on the couch. He knew the faces of all Bruce’s kids, and this wasn’t any of them.

Maybe he’d just brought in another one and forgot to tell him. The boy certainly fit the mold.

He sighed and shook his head fondly. He’d bring it to Bruce up in the morning. For now, he just laid a blanked over the sleeping figure. The boy looked like he needed his rest.

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DPXDC prompt. Field trip.

Some people would call gothamites petty, but given that most of the USA population treated them as scum, they believed that their behavior was justified.

They didn't like tourists, to put it mildly. Therefore, after learning that in their city were people on a field trip from Amity Park who could not leave Gotham for several days due to weekly escape from Arkham, the news channel immediately decided that a short interview from the guests would definitely amuse the locals. The reaction of outsiders never ceases to be ridiculous.

Reporter: ~Good afternoon~ Gotham News! May I ask you to share what you liked most about our wonderful city?

Mr. Lancer*still in a cold sweat and looks at every passerby as a potential villain*: Uh, no, me..It's so unexpected. Well, first of all, people here are very…

Danny *is high after the tasting samples Dr. Crane gave him for free and is extremely eager to share his happiness with others*,* picks a microphone*.

Danny: Gotham is the best city in the world! Like seriously, damn, I'd like to die here. Although there are constant shootings somewhere, half the time people don't even shoot at me! I haven't been this relaxed since middle school! And in the evenings, there is often such a pleasant scent of fear and despair on the streets. This fear toxin of yours is a real miracle! It's sooo good!

Sam *decides to take the initiative in her own hands before Fenton says too much*: Personally, I am very pleased with the number of green spaces you have in your city. It's nice to see that here eco-activists are really being listened to. Also, the fact that most restaurants have a thoughtful menu for vegetarians left a very pleasant impression.

Dash in his favorite T-shirt "it's not gay if he's dead": Four words. Hips of Red Hood. The fact that it is not marked in the guidebook as the main attraction of the Crime Alley is a real crime. This dude clearly never skips leg days. My respect.

Tucker: What can I say? The speed of internet here, even during villains attacks, is absolutely  unbelievable. I don't want to leave this place.

Jazz: I love Gotham! Finally, I was able to buy all the works published by Dr. Harleen Quinzel. *girl picks up an impressive stack of books* For some reason, they are not available online.

The camera points at a red-haired guy with a twitching eye.

Wes: I'm 85% sure Bruce Wayne is Batman. I have a proof and I am ready to provide it.

A girl with a "Good Guess" pin from Riddler enters and takes camera away from conspiracy theorist.

Star: Sorry, he slipped out at night and went to look for problems. Again. Don't pay any attention to him. He's always like this when he drinks more than two energy drinks in a row.

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Demon twins? More like demon quadruplets!

Dan, Dani, Danny, and Damian

There is no plot other than their names cause it reminded me of that one Disney show Nicky, Ricky, Dicky, and Dawn. I never watched it but I liked the title.

Damian gets along more with Dick. Dan gets along with Jason, Danny with Tim, and Dani with Cass (and Steph).

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This has been sitting in my drafts for weeks, finally wrote it all out last night while completely exhausted 😅😂

Danny is hanging out around metropolis for some reason for another when he comes across what appears to be a battle between a man in a mech and a flying man in a blue suit. Civilians are running and trying to avoid becoming pancakes as cars and concrete fly through the air. Danny, upon seeing the destruction, immediately begins directing people to safety and trying to minimize damage.

As the fight goes on, Superman throws a chunk of concrete and misses, sending the 2 ton rock hurling towards where Danny is trying to help some kids that got trapped in a crumbling store. He blocks it but immediately becomes furious at the negligent behavior, flying up between the two and punching Superman, sending him flying back before turning around to chew out an astonished Lex.

Now we all know Lex supports metas and humans, but hates beings not from earth, right? Well after this fight he does some digging and learns of danny’s lab accident and how ever since then, “ghosts” have been appearing in and around his hometown only to be defeated by a ghost who looks remarkably like Danny. Lex puts two and two together. Immediately supports him. A teenager strong enough to knock Superman back like that? And he’s actually FROM Earth?? Who cares if the kids dead! Much better than having an unpredictable alien flying around unchecked!

He immediately offers Danny a full ride scholarship and a job opportunity working with LexCorp on the condition that Danny helps when it comes to “dealing with” Superman. Now Danny certainly isn’t a villain, so he does have a couple of demands. First, he isn’t publicly taking down Superman with out a very good reason. He’ll keep tabs on him but don’t expect him to help with any of Lex’s less than legal schemes. Secondly, he wants dental.

Won’t take him down? A shame, just keep an eye on him then. After all, it’s not often you find someone who can turn invisible and intangible. May as well make use of him.

Cue Clark slowly going insane as he tries to figure out why he constantly feels like he’s being watched.

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The weirdly competent Doctor

So! The Watchtower's Medical Bay is a hub of constant Activity. With the number of Heroes who work under the Justice League, there are always injuries, health check-Ups, and illnesses that need healing.

But with the amount of Variant Biologies that those Heroes have, it's always a guessing game as to how to help them best. Some Metahumans react positively to penicillin, but others react like it's their Kryptonite. Some Aliens have anatomy similar to Humans, others are so different you can't tell the Stomach from the Bladder.

So when they hired a New Doctor for the Medical Bay, they had to run him through an entire Course on Variant Biologies and how best to treat specific Heroes. It was long and difficult to remember fully, but it was necessary for him to know.

But then the new Doctor started correcting Them.

"Actually, Martian's react better to the Syrup of Eucalyptus Plants better than Penicillin, since Eucalyptus is very similar to a medicinal plant from Mars which they used in many of their antibiotics."

"I don't think just pumping double doses of sedative is the best way to calm down a Speedster, that could have adverse effects on their body. Perhaps try Psychic Intervention? Their minds move a Mile a Second, but if you can calm them down their bodies will follow suit."

"Of course you use Micro-Doses of Kryptonite to operate on Superman! What else would you do?! I don't know, maybe ask JLD to enchant your Equipment to make use of Kryptonian suseptiblity to Magic? The Kryptonite is just gonna give him Cancer!"

Of course the Doctors didn't take kindly to being rudely corrected by a newbie, and Fired him on his first day.

Then a few days later their usual Treatments don't work, and they decide to give those strategies the Quack Doctor gave them out of desperation.

And Lo and Behold, they work! Martian Manhunter is fully healed and feels much better than the previous times he has needed surgery. Apparently they used a different Antibiotic that worked better with his Biology. Which was incredible, how had they figured it out?

Another Doctor you say? One who was experienced on Martian Biology and Medicinal History? He would very much like to meet with the man!

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What do you mean you fired him for talking back?!