Dont Know What My Title Should Be

Years in the ghost court has changed Wes enough for him to act as a warlock patron. Unbeknownst to him, a marriage certificate does act as a warlock pack. Steph finds out when she accidentally eldritch blast the villain of the week.

(Lmfaoooo)

Spoiler happily ran across the roofs of Gotham City, completely ready to end the patrol and see her husband again.

Husband. Her husband, Wesley Weston! She was elated to have finally married him after so much happening. All around her, there were couples that formed with the residents of that other universe (cough, a certain trigger happy crime lord and his Princess), and she was happy to be one of them!

Yes, they were a bunch of weird, powered up, mutated humans from another dimension, but Spoiler wouldn't trade them for the world.

Red Robin followed after her and cleared his throat. "Earth to Spoiler? You're on patrol, remember?"

Spoiler blinked and realized that she had almost missed the thief that was slinking away with a flatscreen TV from a nearby electronics store in his arms.

"Oops," she muttered, before dropping off the roof in front of the thief. "I don't think you've paid for that."

The man jumped at the sound of her and cursed. "Damn Bats!" He hissed, immediately holding out a gun to her face. "Back off, or I'll shoot!"

"Over a 40 inch TV?" Spoiler snarked. She knew that Red Robin was behind her and she was confident in her own prowess.

Wes always loved complimenting her about her skills and her talents, as if determined to wear down on her insecurities. Now that they were married, it somehow gave her a strange sense of comfort.

"It's not just about the TV! This is about freedom! This is about justice!" The man screamed. Both she and Red Robin shared a look of exasperation.

"Get on with it. We have things to get back to," Red Robin said. Spoiler knew that he had his own outer dimensional partner to get to and she silently agreed wholeheartedly.

The man bared his teeth. "But thankfully, I'm not alone either, Bats."

And just like that, he threw the TV at their faces, which they dodged. But unfortunately, that was when they saw an entire gang of people with guns pointed at them.

Ever since the citizens of that other dimension had crossed into theirs, it had been chaos. But as time went, those same residents, Wes included, calmed down the situation and were often helping the heroes in slowing down crime.

As such, Spoiler could admit that she got a little bit careless after so many days of minor crimes.

Spoiler cursed as she was cornered against a wall. A group of three people were aiming at her and she could see Red Robin struggling against a group of six. The barrel of the guns were cold as they pointed at her and suddenly, Spoiler regretted being so carefree.

What would Wes think if she came home with gunshot wounds?

The guns cocked. Spoiler raised her hands without thinking and suddenly, a bright purple flash came from her hands, shooting out and striking the three men perfectly.

They all fell down with cut off shouts. Spoiler froze as Red Robin and the other gang members stared at her in shock.

"So you've had powers this whole time—?!" He was cut off by a punch to the jaw.

Later that patrol, as Spoiler was unable to replicate what she just did with that magical blast, she told Wes about it.

"— and then I couldn’t do it again! I told Tim not to tell B, but I’m really worried. Is this some sort of mutation? Or did I somehow unlock my meta genes like Duke? Wes, what do you…” her voice cut off.

Her husband was staring into the distance, his eyebrows furrowed as a faraway look entered his eyes, one of deep contemplation and a dawning realization.

Stephanie suddenly realized something. “… you know what caused it, don’t you?”

Wes coughed. “Well… err, I think I forgot to mention that when we get married, it— well….”

"All I did was punch a space cop!"

Ellie: Um.... Space cop snuck up on me while I was flying. I punched em like you taught me to do if someone sneaks up. Then I got arrested.

Danny: Right. So, was she somewhere illegal?

Hal: Well.. No.

Danny: Then why the handcuffs?

Batman: She is a powerful meta who attacked one of our heroes. Of course we arrested her.

Danny: Yeah, not a meta. Not even slightly. How purposeful was the sneaking?

Hal: I mean. Sound doesn't travel well in space. So not very.

Danny: Ok, so I guess you what, tapped her shoulder, or something?

Hal: Yeah.

Danny: Little tip. Next time circle round and approach from in front. Ellie did exactly as I taught her to do. She is My Heir. Heir to the throne of the Infinite Realms. Her safety is my highest priority. Ellie, stop playing nice please?

Ellie*Breaks handcuffs like nothing and hugs Danny*: Ok Papa!

Batman: You could have done that at any time?

Ellie: Well duh. But diplomatic tensions are still tense with the living world due to the US and what it did. So, I figured it would be better to wait for Papa to show up.

Danny: Thank you starlight. Anyway, do you need anything else? Or can I take my daughter home?

Batman: Can we set up a meeting? We need to discuss why you are letting your Heir wander unsupervised?

Danny: Maybe because she is over 100 years old? More than strong enough to look after herself? And smart enough to know when to cave to nonsense like this?

Batman: Not a child?

While it's true that there are child ghosts who are hundreds of years old, he and Dani are not.

Dani looks like a teenager and is actually even younger because of the whole clone thing, while Danny is in his early 20s.

Part 1

(Omg yes)

“You know, I never knew that Red Hood told Little D bedtime stories at the League,” Nightwing said to Batman. “I need to visit home more often. I keep missing out.”

Phantom slightly turned his head towards them, interested in gossip. He had heard of the Red Hood before, but hadn’t ever met the guy, since he seemed antisocial and volatile from Batman’s words.

“Oh, you’re going to visit the Manor?” Batman asked, extremely casually, even though everyone and their mothers could see that he was standing at attention at Nightwing’s words, like a dog hearing the word “walk”.

Nightwing rolled his head in a physical imitation of rolling his eyes. “Sure, B. I’ll visit this week.”

“Hnn,” was Batman’s extremely overjoyed, jumping-in-glee answer. There was a pause before he asked, “What do you think of his stories?”

“Of the Ghost Princess and her Robin? I think it’s super cute, but I’m curious as to how he makes up stories with characters like Phantom or Wraith. Seems rather detailed, no?”

Phantom stood up then and everyone turned in his direction at the sound of his chair scraping against the floor.

If there was one thing that Phantom loved most in the world, it was his sister. And if there was one thing that she liked and mourned the most, then it was Robin, one of her most dearest and best friends while she was Queen Regent. However, he had been taken away by her by unseen forces that resurrected him in another world, rendering him unable to be found.

Phantom turned to the two standing in the corner and floated over. “Did you mention a Ghost Princess? I want to hear this.”

Nightwing and Batman shared a look and the former said, “Hmm. You and the character Phantom share the same name, huh?”

“I’m also a ghost, y’know?” Phantom said, his hands behind his back in an innocent pose. He looked at them with big, sparkly green eyes, already able to tell that both of them were softening. He wasn’t much older than Red Robin and he loved taking advantage of that. “Can I hear about the Ghost Princsss?”

“It’s a bedtime story that my son created in order to soothe my youngest to sleep,” Batman replied. “It’s a story about a ghost queen and her loyal subject, Robin, as they handle and take care of things in their kingdom.”

“Robin?” Phantom asked, pretending to be confused. “Like your Robin?”

Nightwing shrugged. “I asked our Robin and he thinks that “Robin” was more like a literal bird creature than an actual person like us, since Red Hood would mention golden wings.”

Phantom’s mind flashed back to the Robin he knew, whose yellow wings covered him like a cape as he protected Jazz. It was sounding more and more like this Red Hood was telling the story of Robin and Jazz together.

“Huh,” Phantom said. “That sounds interesting. What about the Ghost Princess and the character Phantom?”

Batman replied, “The Ghost Princess seemed to be queen regent, but preferred to be called princess, while this “Phantom” character was her crown prince. The two were a pair of siblings with two others, Wraith and Spirit.”

Phantom’s eyes widened.

Spirit was a name that Dani had chosen for herself when she was still figuring out her identity. However, what made it special was that she had never revealed her name to the public population in the Ghost Zone, meaning that only a few individuals knew her name. A few individuals that included Robin.

Phantom smiled. “That sounds interesting! I love ghost stories, I’d love to hear this story in person!”

Dannymay Day 15: Favourite AU

Jason exhausted and stuck babysitting: Oi demon brat bed time

Damian still in his Robin costume typing away at the bat computer: Tt

Jason sighed: what needs to happen for you to go to bed

Damian: tell me a story of Ghost Princess and Dead Robin

Jason: if you brush your teeth and are in bed in five minutes I'll consider it

(Ooh, wait, I LOVE this HC!!)

“You’re reading him a story?” Tim asked curiously. “You’ve never done this before.”

Jason hummed. “I’m not “reading” him a story. I’m telling him one.”

Tim snorted, “Like I said, you’ve never done this before.”

“I did when we were in the League,” Jason replied and Tim fell silent. Jason ignored him and finally entered Damian’s room, where Titus and Alfred the cat were already staying. Damian stared at him in his bed, clearly trying not to look too eager but still bright with attention.

“Todd, you promised! The Ghost Princess and her Robin!” Damian said.

Jason’s lips quirked. He wasn’t sure if Damian knew that the so called stories he told were actually his broken memories of when he was dead.

His precious, fragmented memories of his Princess. He could still faintly recall her bright smiles and cheerful laughter, the way her hair shone a bright crimson, and her tall, black crown.

He had been her Robin, her loyal bodyguard and assistant.

“Well? Start,” Damian demanded.

Jason gave him a lighthearted glare. “Brat,” he muttered before he cleared his throat. Behind him, he could hear the door open and Tim, Bruce, and Cass poked their heads in. In Cass’ hand was her phone, where Jason could faintly hear Dick on the other line.

Jason rolled his eyes but as he looked at Damian’s wide, anticipating eyes, he just sighed and began.

“It was a cold day as always in the Ghost Zone where the Princess and her Robin were staying. As usual, she slept in her bed while her Robin watched over her. It was her brother, Wraith, who had woken her up and brought her to breakfast. That day, she faced a particular dilemma.” Jason paused for dramatic effect.

“Don’t tell me it’s breakfast choices again,” Damian sneered. “That was only funny when I was 7.”

“Shut up and listen,” Jason said sweetly. “The Princess had to travel to the southern regions of the Ghost Zone in order to mediate between two minor vassal kingdoms. The dilemma was that she also had to attend a social gathering that night where she had to convince the officials to allow her to build a library. Do you remember her siblings? Why do you think this was a problem?”

It had been years since Jason had ever told stories of his days down under in the realm of the dead. He hadn’t even been sure if Damian had remembered those bedtime stories until today.

Damian answered, “She has Wraith, the oldest and the wisest.” Jason snorted at the thought of Dan being the most wise. “Phantom, the crown prince and the strongest. And Spirit, the brightest and youngest.”

“What’s the name of the Princess? And why is she in charge if there’s a crown prince?” Tim asked from the door.

Jason glared at him. “First of all, you’re supposed to be pretending like you don’t exist. Secondly, she was the Queen Regent, I just call her the Princess because she didn’t enjoy the title.”

“And her name?” Cass asked.

Jason ignored her. After all, he had long since forgotten the name of his princess. He continued, “The problem was that the Ghostwriter was attending the social gathering and he had a nasty feud with Phantom. Meanwhile, Wraith wasn’t the right person to either negotiate deals or mediate between people, and Spirit was too young to know how to navigate ghostly society. Only twelve, like you.”

Jason thought about the memory fondly. “So the Princess was torn between two choices. This was her only chance to gain the support of the nobility that could help her build a library or build two alliances between two kingdoms that could help stabilize her rule. She was already distrusted and looked down upon by her citizens, so this was her only chance.”

Damian’s eyes lit up. “She called on Robin.”

From behind him, he could hear Dick’s soft call of “Robin?”

Jason smiled. “Yes. She called upon Robin, her most trusted. She entrusted him to attend the social gathering with her little sister and gain the support of the officials. So he and Spirit went to the event while the Princess went to the south with Phantom. Robin was a protector spirit, like Phantom, so he was respected and powerful. He was able to easily schmooze the poor suckers and they all agreed to give money to the Princess’ project. Meanwhile, the Princess’s mind was eased from her worried and she was able to break the fight between the two kingdoms. They all worked together and were able to accomplish both goals. The moral of the story? Always try to depend on the people around you because you can do amazing things if you’re together. The end.”

Cass snorted softly. “Hypocrite.”

Jason graciously ignored her again. He stood up but stopped when Damian got out of bed to grab his hand with a light glare. “Another! I want to hear another! That was too short!”

Jason just sighed and ruffled his hair. “I only promised one story. That’s all for today, Dami. Go to bed now.”

Damian pouted but still got back under his covers. Cass darted over to tuck him in and Jason walked past her and the gazes of both Tim and Bruce, who were staring at him with narrowed eyes.

Memories of that beautiful, kind, gentle girl entered his mind, but all of it felt like smoke through his fingers.

He wished he could’ve had more to tell, more to say about his time down under, but it was impossible.

Also, VHS tapes did not have menu screens. Your only options were play, fast forward, rewind, pause, stop, or eject.

THIS IS SAPPHIRE

THIS IS TEAL

THIS IS PERIWINKLE

THIS IS AZURE

 AND THIS IS TURQUOISE

WONDER WHY THOSE ALL DON’T LOOK LIKE THE SAME COLOR? BECAUSE THEY ARE NOT 

OTHER THAN BEING PART OF THE SAME FAMILY OF BLUES, THEY ARE NOT ALL THE SAME FUCKING COLOR! WHY WOULD THEY ALL BE THE SAME FUCKING COLOR! DO YOU THINK WE JUST NAME NEW COLORS FOR KICKS!?!?!?

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