Jason blinked “You…Hate the Joker?” He tried to scan his memories for any mention of Harley Quinn mentioning ‘Her Puddin’’ in fights, or really at all since he's been back in Gotham, and He came up shockingly blank.
“Aren’t you like his fucking girl or someting?”
“His Girl?! Not anymore! Im Harely ‘Fuckin’’ Quinn!” She huffs, crossing her arms over her chest like a defiant child. “I Hate Mista J more than I hate Big ol’ Batsy, which is really fuckin’ saying something!”
Or, Jason is brought back to life, and channels all his spite into screwing Bruce over by Attending Medical school and doing what's least expected of a catatonic zombie: Befriending former-psychiatrist Harely Quinn, and Becoming The most Golden fucking child Gotham has ever seen
fic now in proressss" https://archiveofourown.org/works/57341587
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bruce calls a press conference in which he tells the world he's batman. nobody says anything. it's silent. not a single flash of a camera. "no, seriously," he says, "i'm batman."
the press starts yelling and snapping photos and bruce is relieved because for a moment there it really seemed like they wouldn't believe—
"mr. wayne! mr. wayne, is this a publicity stunt?"
"mr. wayne, did you lose a bet again?"
"are you taking the fall for someone? is it your mystery partner?"
bruce just stands there. he tries to form a sentence until dick eventually comes up laughing. "are you still drunk from last night? jesus, bruce!"
•••
he tries again at a wayne enterprise meeting. he thinks that maybe starting smaller is the way to go.
"i'm batman."
"yeah, and i'm superman," someone says. the room laughs (even lucius, the traitor).
•••
he calls the chief of the gotham gazette, refusing to let it go through anybody else. "how about an exclusive interview? been a while since you've had one of those."
the chief says, "mr. wayne, would this exclusive interview have anything to do with batman?"
"...it might. you'll have to find out."
he sighs. "let's talk schedules."
finally, bruce thinks. somebody is taking me seriously.
the headline reads: "prince of gotham genuinely believes he's batman. covering for a special someone?"
•••
several articles follow, attempting to identify the mystery man that bruce has been spotted with prior to the press conference.
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he goes out for patrol without his cowl. it's a quiet night. a video goes viral on twitter, and it's of him tripping on his own cape. the caption reads: "he's really dedicated to this whole batman thing💀💀"
•••
his phone rings a few days later.
"this is bruce wayne."
"hi, bruce."
"clark? whose phone are you calling from?"
"police department. i've been arrested under suspicion of being batman."
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Bruh emotional support ghost kid? Well thats what they are calling him
Suicide cases in gothem are about to fucking plummet boiz cause this one weird blue eyes, black haired boy is now heading to your location.
How does he know where to be? Having a bad day and are all alone? No the fuck your not cause don’t turn around now but theres some shiny blue eyes coming at you from that dark ally. Oh shit hes here to drop some information about you and your lost loved ones that he should know. Oh god the closure. How could you have been afraid on this sweet, creepy, boy who just helped you find your way.
Meanwhile Danny is chillin in Gothem cause the GIW hate it there (none of they equipment actually functions in Gothem so it’s either super haunted or actually not haunted at all). Then all of a sudden he gets approached by a random ghost begging for his help because their sweet baby girl is about to do something horrible. Oops now all the ghosts are following their most loved ones around just to make sure they are there to rush to Danny for help when all else fails. Now hes getting to fulfil his protection obsession double time because one hes helping protect people from themselves and two hes protecting everyone in Gothem by stopping people from becoming villains for revenge. Plus he gets to see first hand how hes making a difference because all those people he saved are sending him some good vibes from all across Gothem.
Thank god he followed Jazz around so much to slightly absorb some of her phycology knowledge over the years. Plus it was actually pretty interesting so she gave him her old text books. Shes also helping him deal with the rare events where he can’t save someone. Just a moment too late or he stops them but they later succeeded in the hospital. Neither are his fault. Now only if he could convince his core of that.
Anyway why Gothem you ask? Amity Park would have been just as good tbh but imagine Batmans face when he finally gets to be face to face with the emotional support ghost boy. Why is he here? Bruce is fine. Batman is fine. Hes not gonna do anything crazy. It’s just a hard time of year. Around their death always gives him grief. But hes an adult and can manage it.
“You know they are so proud of you.” The boy states. As if it’s clear as day, even though it’s Gothem and never a clear day. Batman blinks at him, stunned for a moment. “What?” This boy can’t possibly know that. No one will ever know that, Bruce can only hope. “They see their home, full of such life. That big house that felt so empty, so cold, to them as well for years. Then you filled it with Family and Love like they had always wanted for you. They are so proud of what you have turned it into. Somewhere full of life and warmth.” A small smile graces his face as finally “you have made your parents so proud” and its all he can do to contain himself. Emotions are running high and sue him because he really did need to hear that ok. The boy suddenly looks to Bruces right with a confused face “aren’t all basements like that though?” Before Bruce can even get a word in hes gone. Just vanished before his eyes.
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Danny is not enjoying the homeless runaway lifestyle.
He would be the first to admit he was a bit of a cleanfreak, it was a side effect of growing up with mad scientist parents who would often place bottles of dangerous chemicals among bottles of fruit juice thier children had in the fridge. He grown into the habit of sorting through things as a means of survival.
Its not that he hated clutter, its that he hated mess and disorganization and feeling dirty. All of which he was feeling now.
So when Danny saw Brucie Wayne from the TV shop window of the dirty Gotham street he was on, he froze. This tall, dark haired blue eyed man was a jolly idiot. He was just like his dad. He had never seen anyone act like his dad before and he missed him so so much. And what do you know.. this guy collect black haired blue eyed kids like pokemon cards. And well...Danny was a child who had recently lost everything. His family, his friends, his home and desperately seeking out anything familiar.
So Danny starts following Bruce around trying to clean up after him and take care of him like he did with Jack Fenton in hopes of showing Bruce how useful he can be, but the amount of help Bruce needed was surprisingly low and what little he needed was swiftly taken care of by the butler and children he already had before Danny could even react.
Danny needed a new plan...
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