Fandom Brainrots

Eridians' perception of the world relies on something that is completely absent in space — sound. They haven't been looking at the stars their entire existence the way we have. Their concept of aliens might only be as old as their discovery of astrophage. They made a bad ship, because it was their first one ever! Rocky himself says they rushed it, and that multiple (vital) things broke. Their mission was just as much of a Hail Mary pass as ours was — they had no idea what they were doing, if they could even travel in space safely. And, as it turns out, they couldn't.

Humans are the ones who have been doing it over multiple lifetimes. Mary is state of the art. We've been space farers longer than most humans have been alive. We can actually see through space. We are more likely to survive exposure to the void. We can encase our lighter, more flexible, more mobile bodies in a material that lets us walk outside of our ship, and, to a degree, we can get our bearings out there in a way Eridians just can't.

Love the soft, curious moments of them sharing about their own cultures, biology, etc. I do think Rocky would have a field day when Grace explains skin as a very sensitive and permeable organ with lots of stuff packed tight on the surface. Since goosebumps are very tactile, I thought Rocky would enjoy hearing those.

Also, bonus.

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The mirror replied "To whom?"

"The miller who made the flour for my bread," the queen would say, or "Whoever spun the thread my shawl was made of".

The second time, she says "To the King," and she is pleased to see herself once more.

The third time, she says "To the Royal Advisor," and is once more satisfied to see herself.

The fourth time, she says "To the scribe who takes the King's letters." She is shown the man's wife. And she seethes, but quiets herself, for it is only right that a man loves his wife.

The fifth time, she says "To the Court Wizard," and is shown the man's departed mother as he remembers her from his youth, radiant and smiling and warm and larger than life.

The tenth time, she says "To the Stable Master," and is shown the fastest horse in the stable, majestic and free as the wind even in captivity

"To the baker," she is shown the man's daughter, young and adorable and full of joy and laughter.

"To the artist who did my portrait," she is shown a painting of a woman done by the man's teacher, who he still looks up to now that he is well established himself.

"To the Royal Knight," she is surprised but not displeased to see the castle's entire guard force in the middle of doing drills.

The one hundredth time she asks the mirror, and it asks her "to whom?" she once again says, "To me." And she does the same the one hundred and second, and again and again and again.

Roy: This is where the coordinates say to meet him. I'm sure its fine, Wally wouldn't ask us to go somewhere dangerous.

Dick: That's complete bull and you know it!

Roy: Wait, do you hear that?

Dick: Hear what?

*from the dark a huge white tail darts out wrapping both of them tightly in its coils*

Phantom, his torso connected to a 20 foot white snake tail: And who daressss trespassss in my nessst? *forked tongue licks the air showing off sharp fangs*

Dick: Can't breath!

Roy: Can-Can't move! It has my arms!

Wally: Woah Woah Woah! Phantom its okay! They're with me!

Phantom: Oh? I'm sssorry then. *carefully and slowly unwinds his tail*

Dick, wheezing: Wally, what-what the heck?

Wally: Sorry, I got sidetracked and kinda forgot about this meeting. *clears throat* Ahem, this is Phantom. He helped me out on one of my missions! Hes a half ghost cursed to be a Naga. Phantom, this is Roy and Dick, they're some of my friends!

Roy: What?

Phantom: Well, thats the sssshort of it I ssssuppose. Thissss form wasss actually meanr to be a blesssssing but considering I can no longer live among the living in my human form, it ssssure feelssss like a curssse. *wraps around Wally, and rests his chin on Wally's head* Alssso the essss sssound issss annoying. All the sssame, itsss nice to meet you.

Roy: That's all well and good but you attacked us!

Phantom, rolling his eyes: I wasssn't going to harm you. I wasss going to ssscare you and let you go. Itsss not sssafe down here for the living. Wally isss only here becaussse he hasss my protection.

Wally: See?! Phantom's cool!

Tim greets Danny with a wide smile, “I was so excited to find out we both skate.”

“Yeah yeah, where do I put my board?”

“Just in the trunk is fine.”

Danny followed Tim into the back of the car while he muttered something about private drivers. “So have you been to this skate park yet?” Tim asked.

Danny glared out the window, “ What do you think?”

Danny's hostility was a stark contrast to their first meeting. Danny had been skittish and shy and it was only when the topic of space came did Danny become more talkative and relaxed. But somehow Tim completely messed up any progress he made.

They skated around for some time, Tim showing off some tricks that Danny was able to repeat immediately or after a few tries. It was nice, and it seemed like Danny was enjoying it as well, that was until Danny sat down on the bench with a groan.

“Do you have bandages by chance?” Danny asked tiredly.

“Oh of course!” Danny had fallen a few times but nothing serious, but it was completely possible for him to have some cuts. Tim grabbed the small first aid kit he kept in his bag and handed it to Danny. Danny looked at it, then back at Tim

“Do you really just carry this around with you?”

‘It is Gotham.”

Danny tilted his head, “touche.”

Danny then proceeded to remove his shoes to reveal his socks, which both had blood covering the bottom.

Danny took off his socks with a wince as the fibers stuck to his cuts. He swung one foot over his knee and pulled out the neosporin and a roll of bandages. He works effectively and with obvious practice.

A multitude of thoughts swirled around Tim's mide. “are you okay ” Tim finally settled on saying.

Danny gave him a level look.

Danny sighed, “ can I go home now?”

With a quick text, the private driver is back in minutes.

Jason sauntered up to the batcomputer, where Tim is rapidly typed and clicked away.

Jason slipped his helmet off and glanced at the screen, displaying a young orange haired woman.

“Sup Timbit, who's that?”

“ Jasmine Fenton, Danny Fenton's sister.” Tim says as he pulls up an old Fenton family picture.

“Really? I didn't know the Fentons had another kid.”

Tim sighs “Me neither, until I caught Danny sneaking out to meet her. Apparently, she and her parents had some sort of falling out.”

“That's interesting and all, but what's the real reason you called me here?”

“From the info I found Jasmine has recently enrolled in Gotham University, and is staying in Crime Alley. I would like to keep an eye on her and maybe watch out how often Danny meets her.”

Tim pulled out a thumb drive and held it toward Jason. “ This has everything I have so far about the situation.” Tim pulled his hand back, "Don't lose it."

“Wasn't going to.” Jason snatched the thumb drive and walked towards the way he came in.

“Oh, and Jason.”

Jason paused and tilted his head.

Danny made his way downstairs with a small swirl of hope in his chest. He had finally convinced his parents to leave him at home while they went on another late night business meeting.

This was Danny's chance, probably for a long time, to investigate the lab for any clue how to get the stupid bracelet off.

A light flicks on as soon as Danny steps foot in the kitchen. His heart drops to his stomach as he turns to see Vlad standing by the light switch.

“Shouldn't you be in bed, Daniel?” Vlad asks his signature smug smirk plastered on his face.

Danny scowled, and forced himself to grunt ‘water’.

Vlad nodded and sat by the dining table and opened his laptop.

Danny filled the cup almost completely with ice. The cold liquid temporarily soothed his ice core, which was constantly fluctuating.

Danny refills his cup and takes a swig, a green sheen on his eyes “ You know what, Vlad, even if you were able to ‘cure’ me and my dad just happens to get out of the picture; my mom would never marry you.”

Vlad does one of his creepy rich man laugh, and Danny is tempted to go feral raccoon and claw his face off, no powers needed.

“ I have to apologize to you, Daniel.” Danny stares at him with a blank look. “ I find that after these few months that I wouldn’t be opposed to a relationship with both of your parents.”

The cup slips from Danny's fingertips.

Without a word Danny turns around and heads back to the stairs, not even bothering to avoid the glass shards.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Bruce had managed to get invited to have dinner with the Fentons on the guise of going over possible partnerships. And that, fortunately, that allowed Tim to tag along, he was running Wayne Enterprise after all.

They sat at the table with Mr and Mrs Fenton, making the usual small talk.

"May I ask, where might Daniel be?" Bruce asked.

Mrs Fenton frowned. "He wasn't feeling well earlier and wanted to take a nap. I bet he's feeling better, tho. I'll go get him."

"I could go get him." Tim says as he already is starting to get out of his chair.

Mrs Fenton paused for a moment before nodding. " Upstairs, second door to the left."

Tim got to the closed door and knocked. No answer. He knocked again and called out to Danny. No answer. Tim tried to open the door, but it was locked. That never stopped him before, though. A few moments later, the door was unlocked, and Tim was inside.

"Danny?" Tim called heistently. He went over to the bed. It was empty. A slight breeze flitterd into the room. The window was opened. Tim felt a sense of dread. The Fentons have been in Gotham for less than a couple of months. Had Danny already been kidnapped?

Tim watched as a hand grabbed the edge of the window and forced it open. A moment later, Danny Fenton was pulling himself in. He looked up when he was about halfway in. He stumbled backward when he spotted Tim. Tim rushed over to help, but Danny had already recovered and pulled himself all the way in.

"What are you doing here?" Danny hissed.

"You stuck out. Tim said matter a factly.

Danny shushed him. "That doesn't answer why you're in my room, and it's none of your business."

"I think it is." Tim argues. "Gotham is dangerous, and you shouldn't be sneaking out."

"Is everything ok up there?" Mr Fenton called up.

"Everything's good, just showing Tim my rocket."

"That’s great Danno, it's almost time for dinner."

"Well, if you won’t tell me, I'll just tell your parents."

Danny tensed, his scowl being replaced with panic. "Fine," he sighed, " I was meeting my sister."

"Ok. Why sneak out?" Tim replied as if Danny hadn't dropped an absolute bombshell.

"She and my parents had a disagreement."

The way Danny said it made Tim sure it was much bigger than just a disagreement.

The Fentons find out about Danny being Phantom. Either from Vlad or just randomly. They take it badly. They think Phantom is possessing him, but they think they can "save" him. Unfortunately, the GIW think otherwise and want to destroy their son. So what do they do? They erase all signs of their existence in Amity and wiping every article and study they ever had on ghost. Then they packed up and moved to Gotham in the middle of the night. Cutting Danny off from his friends and Jazz (due to her being at college and disagreeing with them). Vlad and the Fentons become business partners. Publicly, the three work together making and marketing inventions. while privately trying to 'fix' Danny on the side.

Danny has to wear an upgraded specter deflector, which is a thin metal bracelet.

Having half of himself offline for a long period of time has been causing his physical health to decline. That and the experiments his parents have been performing on him. No full-blown vivisection. He also gets anesthesia because they believe the Danny can still feel.

It wasn't long for the people of Gotham to start to talk about Vlad Co's new business partners and their sickly son. It wasn't long after for Bruce Wayne to gain some interest as well.

The first time Bruce met the Fentons was at a gala with Masters introducing them. Jack, Maddie, and Their son. He was also able to observe that he looked more sickly in person. With deep eye bags, pale skin, and how thin he was. It made Bruce's heart ache thinking what the boy about Tim's age had been having to endure.

The conversation contuied. Danny nervously fidgeting, only giving curt responses. Mr Fenton laughed, joking about how Danny didn't like fancy events. He excused Danny, telling him to grab something to eat. Danny nodded and rushed away, grabbing food and settling down in a nestled in a far back conner.

Bruce continued talking to the enthusiastic pair, talking glances at the boy occasionally. He felt some of his tension relax when spotting Tim taking a seat near Danny.

After the gala Tim and Bruce got together and compared notes. They both came to one conclusion.

He didn't really know what the cause of his brokenness was, just that he clearly and obviously was. Even before he died, he couldn't see color.

Unlike Jazz, whose soulmates began with their parents and continued to appear into her life and then stay in her life, Danny appeared to be soulmateless if it weren't for the fact that he still couldn't see color. Jazz, and everyone else in Amity, had the full rainbow and then some available to her before she even made it to middle school.

Jazz's soulmates were an easy and short list. Mom, Dad, her friend Kyle Weston, and her friend Spike. She had met Kyle in kindergarten, and Spike in third grade. All of her soulmates were platonic and familial, though there was still a chance that she was seeing darker shades of colors than they're supposed to be - it was more common than not for a romantic soulmate to brighten up the world that someone could already see.

Danny was in high school. And all he saw was grey, grey, and more grey. Occasionally, he could even tell that he was looking at black. It was unusual. He was broken. What else was he supposed to understand from that?

"Maybe your soulmates are somewhere else? Like, your soulmates are all French or something," Tucker suggested, offhand.

"Maybe," Danny pretended to agree. Frankly, though, he wasn't holding out hope.

He was already dead, after all.

If someone's soulmate passed, they just lost the ability to see whatever colors their soulmate had given them. Danny doubted that him being dead before meeting his soulmates would affect that specific phenomenon in any meaningful way. He would just never know.

So why the hell could he suddenly see this- this- this beautiful color after meeting some dude? He didn't seem to have noticed the change of colors, rushing off with a bright apology for running into Danny, as Danny's whole world flipped on its side. He- he had no clue how to find that person again. What was he supposed to do now?

Maybe... maybe start with googling what this color is.

Blue. Blue was the color of the sky, of oceans, of brightly colored birds and butterflies. It was so beautiful. Danny's eyes were blue! Danny decided just then that blue was his favorite color.

Who knew he'd finally find a soulmate after moving to Gotham? Maybe, just maybe, he'd find his other soulmates here too.

He shook his head; Danny knew better than to hope. Danny was dead. He can't have soulmates, now. Even if Danny could now see colors- or, well, one color, that didn't mean whoever was connected to him could also see their missing color(s). So even if Danny was connected to them, they... probably weren't connected to him.

...

"Sorry, Jay, I got held up at wor-" Dick trailed off, looking at his little brother's eyes.

They weren't that green before. He knows they weren't; after meeting Damian, Dick could see green. They could all see green after meeting Damian. Jason and Damian's eyes were both an olive green, only a slight shade difference between them, everyone in the family agreed. Not... not this neon bright green.

Jason's gaze snapped to Dick from where he'd been glaring at someone across the diner, and the brightness dulled. It didn't go away, but calmed down. No longer seemed like it was lighting Jason's face up. "What?"

yes yes yes.

maybe no tell Grace... yet.

Would not do without permission. Grace humanity stolen from him so many time. Would never never do again.

But notice when do research into Grace vitamin, Grace muscle proteins, Grace calcium. Could slowly add Eridian splice for help Grace not suffer from gravity, or age, or many thing.

Scared to talk though. Only work if Grace want stay on Erid.