"Here," Danny slides his business card over, and Victor fries takes it.
"Contact my parents, go to Amity Park. They can explain and answer every question you have, Mr. Fries."
Victor, still in his suit and staring, frowns. "What about Nora?"
"I can promise you, she will be alright. I'll give you daily news of her condition and make sure everything is on top condition."
Mr. Fries hesitates, glancing at his frozen wife. He contemplates it, the decision and its cost if he were to trust.
"Nora can't handle transportation in these conditions, but with me here, she will get enough ectoplasm exposure that will make her liminal." Danny explains carefully, eyes crinkling as he looks at the man.
"She will turn into a ghost and come back. Anger may be stronger than love, but love is one of the main emotions one will form in the Infinity Realms."
Victor exhales shakily, breath tinted white from the cold.
"The same will happen to me if I depart to amity park?"
"Yes." The halfa nods. "You will be exposed to ectoplasm like every other civilian there, but unlike here with Nora, my parents will make sure you understand every little thing about this process."
"And if she does come back as a ghost... how long...?"
Danny bites his lip. "I'm not sure. Once her ghost forms, she will be under my protection, many know to not go against me. She will learn of her new culture and then of the traditions."
He explains slowly, making sure Mr. Fries is concentrated and on line with every word he tells.
"Her memories will slowly trickle in, but she will remember and most likely go and find you."
Victor, the ever careful man he is, tilts his head. "How will she come back?"
"My parents again, they have a portal. She will be led to it by associates and friends safely. You will meet her at Amity Park, that's why I suggested moving in the first place. She won't be strong enough to leave amity at first."
"Why me? Why us? This program is not public, and you can not possibly be joking either."
"Valid," Danny shrugs at his gaze. "Call it fondess or maybe attachment, but Nora really grew on me despite... not being very expressive."
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(They talked for so so long, until Victor Fries aka Mr. Freeze finally agreed and left.
Danny gave them the privacy needed for their temporary goodbye, he would help them, he'd promised so.
And Phantom doesn't break promises.
So he helps Mr. Fries escape Gotham, made sure he arrived at the meeting place with Jazz, and gave updates on Nora in her cryochamber.
He would buy flowers for her, talk, throw jokes, despite no answer.
Aunt Nora's life would flicker at a time, and sooner than later, Danny knew her time was up.
He left when Victor came back, got her out of her sleep, and held her for her last moments. He was here when Victor departed again, ready to prepare his new apartment at Amity for Nora's arrival.
He felt unbridled happiness when the news came back months later that Nora managed to get back. She became a winter spirit like he is, more alive than she was in the last live.
Danny was happy for the Fries family.)
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if we should protect children because they are vunerable, this means you would protect cruel children who bullies people who different than them then. the children who responsible to trauma for someone else's entire years
You're assuming that "protecting" children is the same as absolving them of responsibility and that's not what I said. All children are vulnerable, because all children are children; they don't come out of the womb with a perfectly working moral compass anymore than they come out of it waiting to hurt people--they're vulnerable because their understanding of the world is entirely at the mercy of what we, as adults, consistently tell them and show them. Children behaving cruelly aren't exempt from that--they learn that cruelty from somewhere, or someone. Your job, as the adult, is to make sure they understand that it's unacceptable so it will not happen again--but your job is also to ask why someone that young is behaving this way to begin with, so you can ensure they become better.
"Protecting" kids is not ignoring when they hurt or torment others, it's not refusing to teach them consequences or right from wrong, it's not "zero tolerance" policies in schools that treat a child being bullied and the child bullying them as equal instigators, and it's certainly not protecting them from recognizing, and atoning for, the pain they have caused someone else. You don't have to make peace with the now-adults who hurt you when you both were kids, but you cannot let the horrors of your own childhood impact how you treat or respond to the children living theirs around you right now, either.
You don't protect kids so they can get a free pass for bullying or tormenting another child. You protect them because kids are impulsive, emotionally reactive, and profoundly social (which means deeply impressionable) human beings who are still learning & processing insane amounts of information every day about what it means to be alive, to be alive as yourself, to be alive as yourself with other people. Protecting them is realising that you can't isolate the responsibility of a 10 year old from the bigger responsibility of the literal grown adults around them, adults who are in charge of teaching them about the world and how to behave in it. Whether you have children of your own in the future or not is completely irrelevant to this; we all become those adults eventually--no matter what happened to us as kids.
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Please elaborate more on Herbert having a sweet tooth :3
Dan has hardly seen Herbert eat or drink since he moved in a couple days ago.
That's all Dan could think about since Meg mentioned it that fateful night. All Dan witnessed Herbert eat or drink was the occasional sip from the water bottle to clear his throat from his constant ramblings or that single piece of toast he unethically snatched after Dan made breakfast one morning. Herbert West was truly an egnima.
Of course, he wasn't always with Herbert. When Herbert and Dan returned from the university or the hospital, they would go their separate ways, with Herbert disappearing downstairs into the basement while Dan stayed upstairs or leaving the house entirely to hang out with Meg. Herbert may have scurried food down from the kitchen into his dwelling habitat like some kind of rodent without Dan seeing; he has a fridge down there; surely he has some room.
....However, the last time he checked, his work station was covered in various chemicals and beakers, and his fridge was full with reagents and various dead tissue.
Perhaps he lives off his own re-agent? While it seemed like a reach, considering West's already odd habits, it wasn't too farfetched.
Although there was this instance where Dan brought home a box containing half a dozen donuts, each one of various flavors, covered in frosting, sprinkles, filled with creme—you name it. He placed the open box on the kitchen table and readily offered one to West, who immediately scrunched up his nose in disgust, mumbling something about how someone could indulge in globs of pure sugar (Dan wasn't sure, he wasn't really listening, and he didn't care) before strolling down to his basement once more. Cain shrugged and closed the lid before heading to bed for the night.
The next morning, before West and him left for class, he noticed something unusual. The donut box, which was previously closed, is now open, with about half of the donuts missing. Clearly, it couldn't have been Herbert; perhaps it was the rats, as this house was pretty ancient; yet, as they sat down for their lecture, one look at his roommate's face suggests otherwise.
West's upper lip was tinged with a rainbow of hues as stray sprinkles clung to it. (You'd think someone who thinks highly of themselves would be concerned about their own appearance.) Dan restrained a giggle, causing West to turn around, furrow his brows, and wonder what was so amusing. When he didn't get a response, West mumbled, rolling his eyes, and turned back to face the front of the class.
Who knew his roommate had such a sweet tooth?
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i think the fandom doesn’t capitalize on the fact that Alec is a older brother, that man probably has so much more black mail on Izzy and Jace then they do on him
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Izzy and Jace have nothing they can use on Alec.
One: They didn't think they'd ever need to because they thought they knew what he'd do in most situations (say no and then begrudgingly help them anyway, and tbf to them, they're mostly not wrong pre-Magnus)
Two: He is so aggressively self-contained for survival reasons that the only 'secrets' either of them has on him are the facts that he's gay and he and his mother have a fucked up relationship and THOSE ARE NOT THINGS YOU CAN USE FOR 'friendly family blackmail'.
Three: Alec is a tactician, he is observant, he is ruthless. He knows everything Izzy and Jace have ever done and the fact that he (as far as we know) never uses any of it is amazing and a little heart-breaking because he could have manipulated and threatened the fuck out of them and made his own life so much easier and he never ever did.
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