Jazz discovered two things during her first week at Gotham University.
First, Gotham students were weird.
Second, Gotham students were completely unfazed by weird.
Because her son was Danny Fenton.
The first incident happened on day three.
Jazz was taking notes during Introduction to Psychology while Danny sat in a carrier strapped to her chest.
The professor had been discussing infant development.
"Children around six months begin showing signs of object permanenceβ"
The entire lecture hall fell silent.
Without looking up from her notebook, she reached into the empty carrier.
Her hand disappeared up to the elbow.
Danny popped back into existence.
Holding a glowing green rubber duck.
Jazz adjusted Danny's blanket.
"...was your baby invisible?"
The professor continued the lecture.
The second incident involved the dorms.
Technically, family housing.
A tiny one-bedroom apartment provided by the university.
Jazz had expected noisy neighbors.
What she hadn't expected was the crime.
Specifically the fact that someone attempted to mug her while she was pushing Danny's stroller.
The mugger stepped out of an alley.
The knife suddenly froze solid.
The man's pants froze to the pavement.
Jazz pushed the stroller around him.
The mugger started screaming for help.
Danny laughed the entire way home.
Not about Danny being a half-ghost.
Just that there was apparently a terrifying baby living near campus.
A baby who made criminals cry.
A baby who accidentally froze a vending machine because it wouldn't give him crackers. His mother had told him no because he didn't have enough teeth to eat them.
A baby who once sneezed and created an ice sculpture of the university mascot. In his defence the baby had been fasinated with the mascot for weeks and even had a stuffed plush of it.
Students began leaving gifts.
One student knitted Danny a tiny sweater.
Danny immediately phased through it. It was itchy.
The student made another one. Softer this time.
By the end of the month, Gotham University unofficially adopted Danny.
Professors held him during lectures.
Students volunteered as babysitters.
The campus cafΓ© knew Jazz's order before she arrived.
For the first time since the accident that had made Danny half ghost, they were happy.
Jazz was walking home after an evening class.
Danny slept peacefully in his stroller.
Years of living in Amity Park made Jazz immediately suspicious.
A dark silhouette against the night sky.
Because apparently Gotham couldn't let her have one normal semester.
The silhouette continued watching.
Batman's posture somehow became even more rigid.
Tiny little hand flapping enthusiastically.
One moment he was in the stroller.
The next he was sitting on Batman's shoulder.
The scream that came out of Jazz was unlike anything Gotham had ever heard.
Because there was suddenly a six-month-old baby on his shoulder.
The baby was attempting to eat one of his cape clasps.
Batman looked genuinely unsure what to do.
Jazz was running toward the building.
Batman carefully removed the baby from his shoulder.
Like he was handling a live grenade.
Which honestly wasn't inaccurate.
Jazz finally reached the rooftop.
Batman looked at the baby.
Danny grabbed Batman's nose.
A shocking feat considering the cowl.
Batman allowed it for exactly three seconds before removing the tiny hand.
Jazz laughed so hard she nearly cried.
"That's one word for it."
His expression didn't change.
But something clicked behind the white lenses.
A detective noticing details.
The unexplained abilities.
The exhaustion in Jazz's face.
The way she reacted like this wasn't new.
Jazz recognized that look.
And immediately hated it.
Batman was investigating.
Across Gotham, in the Batcave, the computer was already processing a name.
And one battle that had occurred only months ago.
Bruce Wayne leaned back in his chair.
The file displayed a picture of a fourteen-year-old boy.
The same eyes as the baby who had tried to chew through Batman's glove.
Bruce stared at the image.
Then at the security footage from tonight.
For once in his life, Bruce Wayne had absolutely no idea what was going on. But he could guess.
