Slushie

Vlad: *looking genuinely upset*

Vlad: Oh God!

Danny: I hope everyone is ready for the annual Turkey Purge!

Tucker: Screw you my cholesterol!

Danny: The assignment is the same as last year! One person will be selected at random to be the Turkey, and every other student will earn grades by beating the crap out of them!

Valerie: Prepare to get Plymoth Rocked Dash!

Dash: Valerie, you don't know if I'm gonna get picked.

Valerie: Uncertainty is for filler arcs!

Star: Can we not let one holiday go by without marking it with violence?

Danny: And for anyone curious; No we can not let one holiday go by without ferociously marking it with violence!

Star: Yay.

Danny: Let's take a moment and remember the highlights of maiming Vlad last year! There was Jazz, who brought Acid Cranberry Sauce, which we threw at Vlad! And Wes! Who brought Potato Salad Grenades, which we also threw at Vlad! Paulina's chainsaw may not have been thematically appropriate, but we still threw them at Vlad!

Paulina: I will not not have cheerleader practice.

Danny: Even sweet Sam got in on it bringing a flock of Turkeys to peck Vlad within an inch of his life!

Sam: The land remembers heathens.

Danny: And the lucky turkey will be; Dash!

Vlad: Yes!

Dash: What?! No! Valerie!

Valerie: Democracy is dead! I paid $20 to have my way!

Danny: Let the hunt: Begin!

Dash: No guys, can we all just agree this tradition is a little outdated?

Paulina, slamming into the room with a sledgehammer: My Life for the Cheer Team!

Pirate x Mermaid au

Tim Drake is the CoCaptain of the Bats' Pirate Ship. While most Pirates are feared, however, the Bats tend to be Vigilantes of the sea, going after the more dangerous Pirate Crews that the Kings' Navy couldn't handle.

When reports come in of a sunken ship, Tim goes out to see the damage. There are seemingly no survivors, either those who lived were able to flee on lifeboats, or whoever didn't die from the crash was then eaten by the sea life itself. Before Tim could leave to make his report, he hears chirping coming from the captains quarters, and carefully checks it out.

Inside is trapped a merman, one who has definitely seen better days. His stomach was sunken in with ribs showing, his hands covered in healing scars from, what looked like, broken glass, and that was ignoring the other, more purposeful scars on his torso and tail, and his tail, a gorgeous dark blue with glowing yellow spotting reminding Tim of the night sky, was wrapped horribly in fishing net, some parts ripped and torn from the merman struggling to get free.

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All Danny wanted, was to see the stars. He knew he wasn't supposed to go to the surface, but the stars were so beautiful and he wanted to know everything about them. He'd sat on that rock so many times, and never once had he been seen- until he had.

Danny remembers vividly being trapped in the horrible clear box, only being let out so the humans could cut him, and run exams on his body, before being put back into the box. He was only fed twice a week, his meals consisting of horribly harvested kelp and sea grass, not a fish or clam in sight.

Danny didn't know where they were going, or how far he was from his pod, his only comfort was that he was still able to see the stars from his containment- until the crash.

Danny can't remember much of the crash, he hit his head so much of it was fuzzy- but he remembers the clear box shattering, and pain in his hands, before one of the humans wrapped the net around him, only for the boat to tip, and for him to flea, leaving Danny alone and disoriented. When Danny finally regained his bearings, he was alone underwater but still in the blasted ship. He tried to leave, but the net kept him trapped. At least a few small fish and crabs would sometimes wander in, so he didn't starve, but he was alone, trapped, and he couldn't see the stars anymore.

Danny moves to Gotham and buys an apartment building.

It was more just a fun project for him to fix up the building, seeing as how after he took over VladCo, and cleaning up operations, Danny was making more money than ever, even after donating to various charities. So yeah, he was bored and just wanted to get his hands dirty and personally repair the appartments.

Once everything was fixed up, he opened the appartments for rent. He didn't really want to charge people, especially in such an area as Crime Alley, but not charging someone rent is way more sketchy than just asking them to pay whatever they could or wanted to. He ended up just setting the money aside to use on the appartments should it need any upgrades or repairs. He doesn't only take money either, while he denies "physical" payments and/or narcotics, he'll take lessons, like the man in 2B teaching him to sew, or the woman in 5A teaching him how to cook, or the two kids who give him very interesting shiny rocks as payment, there was even a few people who paid by cleaning the appartment building's shared places. One teenager paid rent one month by giving Danny a pair of sickly black and white kittens they found outside(they're named Casper, and Specter, and they're the Building's Managers in Pest Apprehension, and Danny loves them).

Because the appartments are so close to where the working girls/boys run, they make up most of his tenants, so Danny asks them to not bring clients back to the apartments, its dangerous to let their clients know where they live, especially because there are other tenants, including children, in the building so its a safety risk. They all agree, they don't really want their clients knowing where they live anyway.

Some do get stalkers though, and Danny is quick to get rid of them. Or when burglars manage to break in, Danny stops them before they can take anything, and if he managed to miss the burglar, he'll personally replace whatever was stolen until they could get the original stuff back. (Maybe he should adopt a gaurd dog, at least for the intimidation factor. Cane Corso's are medium sized*, hes sure he could get away with getting something like that. Something to think about later.)

A lot of his tenants say Danny is really kind, but thats not how Danny sees it, and its something he loudly denies. He's a bored rich person who was taking advantage of his wealth. Him providing them a safe place to live, and a little bit of comfort isn't kindness, its basic human decency. He's not some saint who is doing this of his own kind heart, he's a normal guy who was bored and just decided to do something helpful opposed to harmful, and he shouldn't be praised for that.

Maddie: Yes Dani sweety, what's up?

Dani: Can I have a boyfriend?

Maddie: Oh, of course you can't honey. Never.

Dani: Never? What- Wait why never?

Maddie: Cause even if I die, I'll haunt any man who dares come near you.

Dani: Well I don't think thats very fair.

Maddie: Oh of course it isn't, I mean just ask Danny. He's not allowed to have a girlfriend.

Danny: She's right Dani. I definitely, definitely, definitely don't have a girlfriend. *winks at her*

Dani: So, can I have a girlfriend?

Maddie: Sweetheart, you're missing the point. Nobody is good enough for you.

Dani: Mommy, I need you to hear me, cause I'm telling you right now: at some point I'm gonna have a significant other.

Maddie: You are adorable. No.

Dani: You're not listening to me!

Danny whos been friends with Dick for like ever, so when Bruce is MIA and Dick is left with Damian and Tim, Danny is around to help.

Danny picked up a lot from just being around Jazz, so while hes in no way a professional, hes as close as they can get because the family refuses to seek real help.

He also helps ease Tim into his own moniker, and supports his ideas that Bruce is still out there. But he also works with Damian to find better coping mechanisms, even if those coping mechanisms are chasing Danny around the house.

Danny knows about the bat stuff, they know about the ghost stuff, but Danny is a civilian most of the time.

Danny: Do you want to go to an alternate dimension with me after school?! Its a dimension where the dinosaurs never died out and dinosaurs are kinda just dangerous pets!

Danny: Ahh! Okay you caught me!

Jason: You stupid little- why would you-

Danny: I had no choice! He had a fur camisole! I buried him next to the creek outside! I don't regret it! I can hear the foxes screaming in my sleep!

Jason: -Drink all the milk.

Danny: Oh well um, I'm lactose intolerant so...

Jason, sighing: Oh no, I'm sleepwalking again. This is just some crazy dream! I'm gonna go back to sleep at 3 in the afternoon.

Danny: Thank you.

Jason: Shut up, it was murder!

BatFam: . . .

Dick: Uh, whatcha got there?

Damian: A smoothie.

Tim: I think he ment the guy.

Damian: This is Daniel, he's a halfa, I just bought him.

Danny: *casually waves while sipping on his own smoothie slowly*

Danny(23) owns a petting zoo/animal rescue a few miles outside of Gotham. he has some animals from all walks of life; reputable breeders, other rescues, kill shelters, hoarding situations, breeding mills, ect. Be it dogs, to sheep, to goats, to snakes, to lizards, ro hamsters, to chinchillas, and much more- hes got a little bit of eveything. He makes sure they all have the right set ups, and can live as idealy as possible.

Damian(9) hears about this place and of course needs to check it out. Obviously, he needs to make sure the animals are taken care of and nothing else. And Damian just, immediately falls in love with the place. All the animals are so happy and healthy and the information packets are so well put together and accurate! He is disappointed that nobody is allowed to meet the animals in recovery, but he also knows its for the animals health and safety, which he appreciates. Hes impressed, and decides Danny just has to be his new father.

Bruce(34) thought taking Damian to the petting zoo/rescue would be a nice father/son bonding thing- he did not expect his 9 year old to then try and wingman him to the petting zoo owner, who, might Bruce add, is 10 years his junior!

Danny, shrugging: Sure okay.

Dick, pausing: "Okay"?! This is Gotham! Don't just listen to weirdos who randomly grab you off the street.

Danny: But whatever you were doing seemed way more interesting than meeting my weird godfather for dinner.

Dick: Regardless- have more respect for your life!

Danny: *snorts*

On Dick's way home one day he sees advertisement for a new bakery. Since he loves supporting new small businesses, he pops in to grab some assorted cupcakes for the family as dessert.

Cut to after dinner, and Tim takes a bite of the cupcake Dick picked out for him; a dark chocolate cupcake with coffee filling, and vanilla buttercream topped with a chocolate drizzle and a chocolate covered expresso bean. Needless to say, Tim is hooked! Its so decadent, but not too sweet.

The next day, after getting the name from Dick, Tim goes to the bakery for lunch and to pick up some donuts for the brake room. He orders just the donuts and his cupcake, but the owner, Danny, shoves a croissant sandwich into his hands too, telling him its bad to only eat sweets. Tim tries to pay for it, but Danny refuses playfully pushing him out the door.

The next day Tim returns, and the next, and the next, and the next. He claims hes just hooked on the food, but anyone can tell hes grown very fond of Danny, and their quip little chats. But, he's a lot less thin and much healthier looking, he's eating more meals and eating less coffee, even if his coffee consumption is still high and what he no longer drinks has just been replaced with coffee flavored sweets.

Danny has become rather fond of his first regular customer. And if this fondness has lead to him making more and more coffee flavored treats, and more non-sweet ready to go options, well then so what? No one is actually complaining.

Jon: Jonathan Kent here to drop off my depressed introvert!

Damian: I feel like I should be insulted, but I see cats inside so I'm going to let it go.

Paul: Just take him right inside Mr. Kent. Next!

Tucker: Tucker Foley! Here to drop off my depressed inteovert!

Paul: I see Mr. Foley.....and where-

Tucker, points down: That's him on the floor!

Danny, laying face down on the floor: For some reason these floors are more comfortable than most floors.

Tucker: All floors are great, silly.

Paul: Alright, you're all clear just head on in! Next please!

Zatanna: Zatanna Zatara, here to drop off-

Constantine: I'm a grown man, you bloody idiot!

Zatanna, whispering: Yeah, I sprang for the grumpy package.

Paul, whispering: Down the hall and on your left.

Zatanna: Thank you so much. Hey Constantine, look over there, booze!

Mr. Lancer: What the Call of the Wild?

Danny: G-Good mornings, students and faculty! A-And happy Easter!

Sam: But that was weeks ago.

Danny: And if anyone would like to question me we can throw hands in the Ghost Zone!

Sam: I withdraw my comment.

Danny: If you're wondering why I'm behind on morning announcements, its because I've been on The Lamb recently!

The whole class: *staring wide eyed at the PA speaker*

Danny: You see children, I was kidnapped by- *loud screeching of car tired* Oh CW dammit... You Were Told To Stay Away!*gun shot sounds*

Agent D(GIW): "Stay Away" my butt Ecto Abomination! Apprehending Ghosts is my thing!*

Danny: And Firearms are Mine! *more blasts sounds*

The Whole School:*staring at the speakers in horror*

Agent D: I count 6 shots Ecto Scum!

Danny: And I count 8 Grenades, you Waste of Life! *explosions*

Agent D: Dodging, and Evading, is that all you got?!

Danny: No! *more explosions*

Valerie, standing on the desk: 5 bucks on the weird government dude! Who's got this? Who's taking this action!

Agent D: *explosions end and his panting into the PA* Good Morning Casper High, I apologize for that but we have now apprehended- *choking sound*

Danny: You are not worthy!*punch sounds*

Agent D: Draw steel road kill!

Danny: Gladly! *swords clashing*

Agent D: *grunts in pain* No! I Yeild! Not the Eggs!

Danny: You come into my school-

Agent D: Ghost boy please put down the eggs!-

Danny: My School!!

Agent D: Please!

Danny: Let's see who can find these on Easter morning!

Agent D: Noooooo-*choking sounds*

PA: *shuts off*

Mr. Lancer: As I was saying, the Mitrochondria is the Powerhouse of the Cell-

Tucker: Mr. Lancer, Wes is crying!

Mr. Lancer: Alright, it was worth a shot. I'm gonna go call the fire department.