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🙄 I am still trying to figure out how and in what world Sally and Poseidon could possibly think trying to pass off two baby angels as their demigod children would be a good idea.

I think I’m going to sleep on it.

(Hey, muse? Maybe we can go back to working on the fics we’ve already started, okay? Stop churning out new AU ideas when we’ve already got fanfics and readers patiently waiting for an update?

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Poseidon used to have the domain of prophecy.

I remember reading a fic where he agreed to the oath not to stop the prophecy but because he believed Zeus was being clever and trying to manipulate/force it into choosing a child of Demeter or possibly Aphrodite.

Both are elder gods and whilst everyone assumed it meant big 3 and that's probably what the prophecy intended, it didn't say that.

Poseidon is self aware enough to recognise that neither he or his brother's kids tend to be very stable and trusting them with that kind of prophecy might not turn out so great.

Then Thalia is born and he realises that Zeus wasn't being clever but driven by paranoia

So Poseidon is looking for a way to handle this as allowing a child Zeus to be the prophecy child is a really bad choice given that their fatal flaws are usually power.

He almost decided to risk breaking the oath when Michael and Lucifer offer themselves instead.

If he claims them they're basically his right? And they are the child of god so sorta demigods.

Any chance of the sea god giving the two brats back once it was all handled (and preferably before God and the Host noticed) was thrown out the window once he realises how much of the duos trauma came from their so called family.

The Greeks may be messy as fuck but Poseidon is pretty sure the toxic 'perfect family' bullshit God with the big G has going on is worse.

He is not giving back his newest children and God can suck it.

Zeus will waffle and pretend to be annoyed but after Christianity supplanted their pantheon in Rome, Poseidon knows his baby brother has been itching at the bit for an excuse to start shit with them.

A custody dispute may not have been something he considered in the past but if it works, it works.

Getting the council to vote in favour of keeping his kids was not as difficult as it should have been.

Zeus was won over by his hatred for Christianity

Apollo and Artemis agreed the moment they learned the Christian God had intentionally separated divine twins. They both had a soft spot for Poseidon's twins and learning they'd spent billions of years separated (their worst nightmare) was heartbreaking.

Hades (in his newly acquired seat) voted in support. He and Lucifer were actually friends before this as there's some cross over in divine afterlives. Hades hates having to deal with Heaven so usually tried to go through Lucifer if he could. Getting one over the winged beings is always a pro in his book.

Ares will always vote in support of war and Aphrodite followed in her lovers wake.

Hephaestus was a surprise but then again Poseidon quietly suspected the cripple saw some similarities between his own origins and those of little Lucifer. After all both were banished from what should have been their home as younglings.

The vote is not unanimous but there is definitely a clear majority.

Lucifer and Michael don't know what to think.

Well no. Michael thinks the whole thing is great, he did not want to go back to heaven and be separate from Lucifer again.

also I’m thinking that there could be something akin to the multiverse here, so we have the adult Lucifer and Michael from Twin Flames visiting while trying to avoid their own version of their family and the very scared, injured toddler versions of Michael and Samael from the timeline where their mother went through with the attempt to kill them…

they’re. A little messed up when they realize Mum really did consider killing them in their own universe.

The dude probably wants to crack them open and see how they all tick!

Yeah... Finding out the attempted murder wasn't just a threat to hold over them but something she genuinely considered has to have been heartbreaking. Definitely puts any desire to reconnect with the host and god on the back burner.

A villain attack throws the batfam in through a portal to another dimension. they go seeking out there alternatives to find a way back home. 

One of the specific things that they needs to bring them home is to have all of Their dimensions alternates in the same place. they have to go searching for Danny/Damian. What they find is not what they expected.

He had finally got the house to himself. He wanted to finally watch his own shows and have his ice cream but he hid the back in the freezer.

Just as he turned on the TV and got comfortable, there was a knock. He thought it was the door until they knocked again and he realized no it was from the fire escape.

it was 10:00 in the morning who the hell needed him. It was his day off work and both Ellie and Dante were in school.

Danny reluctantly got up and moved to the fire escape. He looked at the window that led to the fire escape. There were three vigilantes. Nightwing, Red Robin and was that another Nightwing.

What The Hell.

Danny opens the window and asks “what the hell do you need, you're never out during the day.” one of the Nightwings looks taken back like he was not expecting that.

 Danny has no idea what they were expecting; they're interrupting him on his first day off in two weeks. Well he technically had multiple days off last week but that was only because Ellie was sick.

”We need you to come with us. It pertains to a case”.  Red Robin demands. 

Danny does not like the tone.

“How long is it going to take and is it going to end up with me arrested?”

The Nightwing that didn't look like he was hit overhead with a baseball bat every time Danny spoke up and said “you're not a suspect in any cases, we will tell you the full details once we're at the destination, you are not in trouble”. 

Danny makes sure it shows on his face but he doesn't believe them.

”Again, how long is this going to take?” Daniel responds in a tired tone. 

He just wanted to go back inside and eat his ice cream..

“It will take a couple of hours,” Red Robin  answered.  

“I have to be back by 3:30 to pick up my kids.” Danny said as he pulled out his phone to set an alarm for 3:10 just in case he had to ask Amanda from next door to pick them up.

 Danny Hears a thud and looks up as the other Nightwing falls off the fire escape. Danny sighs as he looks home at his phone. 

I'm going to guess that Danny's death was faked. So even Talia doesn't know her son is still alive. This Bruce was never told.

(Maybe Maddie was a double agent? She wanted a look at the pits for her research on ectoplasm and had the fighting prowess to be deemed suitable to join. When she realizes that they were training a baby to kill, was sending him on his first mission at three, all she could see was Jazz. So she had an alibi, that she was researching part of the pit at the time. She had put a code to write down her documents she already had on the pits so they could track the exact time she was doing it. (Kinda like Google doc's that show when things were made, added, and edited.) She faked Danny's death and had her sister take him for a bit while she finished up reports and gave them to Talia, saying she'd do more independent research on the subject.

She faked documents that she'd had a son with a heart condition. That he's been with her sister in the middle of nowhere, where no one could get to them. And talked with Danny how he should have his own life.

Danny doesn't remember much from this time. He barely even remembers that he's adopted, but is registered as being a Fenton by birth. He does remember the feeling from when his aunt caught him looking at her star charts and she took him and a telescope out in the dead of night. She had pointed out the constellations and told him their stories.

He has looked into the void, for the first time at three years old, and felt it gaze back with a billion eyes. Winking at him. Inviting him to hear them. He had never felt so small yet so comforted.)

So when Damian is next to them, a 17 year old boy who looks like Bruce just a few steps to the left, and asking where his alternative is? Rigging Talia ends with her looking puzzled, saying her son had blue eyes and she named him Danyal, how Bruce's son died at three on his first mission.

And Bruce? Both of them? Look devastated.

But alternative Tim brings up that this world's version still has to be alive. Otherwise, the spell wouldn't have sent them there. The whole point is to keep them busy in another universe by finding that world's alternate versions. The spell wouldn't have sent them here if there wasn't an alternative version of all of them.

So they needed to hunt down his lost little brother. First, with face recognition. Both with Bruce's face when he was a teen and Damian's face now. They got a ping. Daniel Fenton. Who just moved from Amity Park to Gotham six months ago, if public cameras are to be believed. They couldn't go into his files though.

And now, news of two children, both in school/daycare. Both biologically this underage child's children.

Someone was going to be tasting his escrima stick. And probably Red Hood's bullets.

(On another note, he's not the favorite big brother. Tim is.

Danny loves space photography, and deep water photography. And he's a tiny, sarcastic, genius. A genius with lazer guns, mech suits, a portal to the multiverse...! And gave Tim a red and black flying hoverboard with a multitude of weapons.

"You're this world's version of me? How pathetic."

Danny, understanding that this is a liminal that has probably never had a proper ghost fight and thus is not getting the enrichment his baby core needs to produce a healthy amount of ectoplasm.

Immediate Mom Mode™ activated.

"Do you want to spar? I'm sure we probably have enough time while the others get everything set up for... Whatever it is that I was dragged here for." Said in the softest, most gentle tone. Like a mom asking her child if they want they crusts cut off their sandwich.

"Tt. Fine. But be warned, I won't go easy on you."

"Of course."

Once on a mat away from everyone else, they begin. Of course, they did this while the others weren't paying attention. Both are holding wood swords.

Danny waits, lax and open. When Damian goes in for a swipe, Danny's sword slides upwards. He twists it in his hand to hold the sword up and it swings Damian's up as well. Then he pushes the other away. Gently.

Damian goes through several katas as he looks for openings that never are actually open.

"You're doing so well. It's like you practiced these moves a thousand times. But you're so stiff. Try relaxing your body as you go through the motions."

Danny is like grains of sand in the wind. No matter how desperately he tried to hold him down, Damien couldn't land a proper strike.

He bends, flexes, leans, flips, bows, and twists. It looks like dancing.

"You have such amazing speed. But you need to learn how to stop locking up. It slows you down when you go for a strike and lets others know your next move. On top of that, you've shown you have a wide range of motion, but you're so focused on watching as you strike. It's like watching your feet as you walk or dance; great for learning in the beginning but impedes you from more fluid movements."

Danny knocks Damian's sword out of the ring and tosses his own out after a moment of surprise.

Danny is just as fluid when it comes to his hands being his only weapons. He most just redirects any blow sent towards him.

Damian tried to get a kick in but Danny just leaps and uses Damian's shoulders as a spring board to get over him. He lands low and swipes the other boy's feet from under him.

Danny make a move to catch him, but Damian manages on his own. Landing and springing up with just his arms, Damian tries to use this to his advantage and tries to sideways drop kick Danny from this position.

Danny's forearm comes up to block it. It feels like Damian just rammed his shin against a steel pole. Little to no give and painful.

"Add stretches to your routine especially do them before and after your patrols. It'll keep you limber, longer. And can help prevent the development of chronic pain latter in life."

Damian leaps away to the other side of the mat. His legs finally give way and he fall to the floor panting.

Neither realized when they got an audience.

"You need to learn to unlock your joints. Not dislocate. Unlock. You lock up constantly while fighting and, while it can definitely give you momentum and makes using your body as battering ram easier, it is preventing you from twisting and dropping properly."

Danny got up, walked over, and offered Damian his hand to help him get up.

"Damn! If we didn't already know you were someone else, I would'a thought you were Nightwing." Red Hood commented.

"Thanks," was delivered dryly. "Now I need to go pick up my kids. We can continue this tomorrow, since you were unprepared and decided to make that my problem."

"Nevermind. You're just a less violent version of Robin."

"I'm not a rabid animal, so long as I'm in polite company. I have self control."

"Well, you still have to stay here." Red Robin interjected.

"No, I don't. You're lucky I even came with you. Let alone that I'm offering to come back tomorrow. I'm going to have to call in to work because of your nonsense. You are not preventing me from picking up my kids."

"We can have your kids picked up and taken care of. We can even have them brought here."

Danny whips around to face this world's Nightwing. Other world Nightwing is trying to back away from the entire mess, putting his other self in-between them. Danny knew his deadpan death stare made his face... Uncanny. When light couldn't catch on his eyes. The shadows on his form became darker.

"You are not involving my children in your recklessness."

"You're biologically related to Batman. We're family. Might as well get everyone introduced now. It's not like we're asking you to be a Vigilante. You're a civilian, we're not going to purposely endanger you or them."

"We are not family. Blood is not the same as love. And for your idea that I'm a civilian, I suggest you go refresh your training. You're a mockery of a sleuth despite being taught by a supposed genius. How is Batman considered one of the greatest detectives of our time, yet still refuse to instill common sense in his 'children'?" Danny scathed. "Despite having a very different upbringing, what made you think that me handing my other self his own ass meant anything less than the obvious. I needed it. I've used it. I've saved lives, just as I've taken them. Now, if you'll excuse me," he raked his nails in the air and opened a swirling green portal.

"If any of you try to go after me before my kids are in school, you'll lose the privilege of teeth. If any of you try to go after my children?" Teeth turned from human to animalistic fangs. The blue of his eyes consumed by the color of Lazarus water. His hair flickered between black and glowing white as it dances in the winds of the portal.

"Gotham will keep finding your bodies. For years. I'll make sure your alive for most of it. I'll start with your finger nails, then your teeth, then your toes. I'll see how my ability to skin prey still holds, after all these years." His skin became waxy. Limbs elongated.

"Joint by joint, bone by bone. I'll even show you what I preserve before I display it for all to see. So. Don't. Touch. My. Children."

Honestly? Danny should’ve expected this - what with how insistent those bats were that he stay with them. But when he steps up to the daycare entrance and sees one of the bats he hasn’t met yet playing with his children?

…well, he did warn them. Though the poor kid wasn’t there for the warning, so maybe he’d go easy on them. He was clearly a Liminal, after all.

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Duke was honestly a little surprised when the Alternates (as he’d taken to mentally calling the bats from the other universe) showed up at the manor. He was less surprised to find out that they needed to find all of their alternate selves to get home.

But then he met Damian, and oh…knowing that Bruce had a biological son out there, all this time? That Duke had an older brother out there? It made his heart clench, and something deep inside him sing with the need to find him. To get to know him, to have an older brother that might understand.

And then, they did found him. And something deep inside Duke calmed as he saw the face of one Daniel Fenton, who looked so much like Bruce it made his head hurt. And then they found out about the children.

That thing deep inside Duke that cried out for him to find the older teen his new brother cracked. He drifted through the rest of the meetings, the planning, the discussions. His mind his proto-core singing with the need to find and protect. So the first chance he got, when the rest of his family went to get Danny?

He left.

He knew where the kids were, which daycare it was. He’d paid enough attention to the planning meetings to get that much info. And once he saw their little faces through the window, that thing inside of him sang with relief. He spent the next 5 hours just casually sitting outside of the daycare in his signal costume. Glaring at everyone who came by, practically growling at every perceived threat.

When it hit 2:30, one of the caretakers - “Linda, Mr. Signal.” - invited him inside to thank him for protecting the daycare. Gothamites being Gothamites, it was just assumed that if a bat showed up somewhere, they had a reason to. So they were thankful for the perceived protection.

Duke accepted, if only so he could protect the kids the ghostlings closer. Once he was inside, the two little bruce lookalikes practically shot over to him. Sending something with him that made him approachable his proto-core. So, he kept an eye out, but he sat down and played with them when they babbled at him and held up the drawings they were making.

Duke felt something at the edge of his senses, and when he looked up and over at the window - he noticed Danny stepping toward the building. He smiled down at the kids - Danielle and Dan, he had been told. “Your dad’s here!”

To say that Duke is surprised when Danny his new older brother tried to punch him in the face, would be an understatement. He ducks, and rolls away…right into a waiting glowing green portal.

“Tell the rest of the bats I’m serious!” Is the last thing Duke hears before the portal closes in front of him, revealing the rest of his family on the other side. All of them panicking in one way or another.

Percy Jackson was the reincarnation of Hermes spartan lover Crocus?

Annabeth could be a reincarnation of Smilax trying work to win Percy(Crocus)'s love again but ALMOST got it.

Crocus and Smilax memories very subtle imply start at Sea of monsters and are clear in between SoN.

Hermes and Annabeth hatred of each other worsen and has a another reason for it.

The Greco-Romans all have popcorn for this sitcom.

Luke is having a another crashout when the news hits!

(A.N. this came reading all those the Hyacinthus AUs and want to throw something for the Permes side. Sorry about the Grammar btw)

🙄 I am still trying to figure out how and in what world Sally and Poseidon could possibly think trying to pass off two baby angels as their demigod children would be a good idea.

I think I’m going to sleep on it.

(Hey, muse? Maybe we can go back to working on the fics we’ve already started, okay? Stop churning out new AU ideas when we’ve already got fanfics and readers patiently waiting for an update?

…

Poseidon used to have the domain of prophecy.

I remember reading a fic where he agreed to the oath not to stop the prophecy but because he believed Zeus was being clever and trying to manipulate/force it into choosing a child of Demeter or possibly Aphrodite.

Both are elder gods and whilst everyone assumed it meant big 3 and that's probably what the prophecy intended, it didn't say that.

Poseidon is self aware enough to recognise that neither he or his brother's kids tend to be very stable and trusting them with that kind of prophecy might not turn out so great.

Then Thalia is born and he realises that Zeus wasn't being clever but driven by paranoia

So Poseidon is looking for a way to handle this as allowing a child Zeus to be the prophecy child is a really bad choice given that their fatal flaws are usually power.

He almost decided to risk breaking the oath when Michael and Lucifer offer themselves instead.

If he claims them they're basically his right? And they are the child of god so sorta demigods.

Any chance of the sea god giving the two brats back once it was all handled (and preferably before God and the Host noticed) was thrown out the window once he realises how much of the duos trauma came from their so called family.

The Greeks may be messy as fuck but Poseidon is pretty sure the toxic 'perfect family' bullshit God with the big G has going on is worse.

He is not giving back his newest children and God can suck it.

Zeus will waffle and pretend to be annoyed but after Christianity supplanted their pantheon in Rome, Poseidon knows his baby brother has been itching at the bit for an excuse to start shit with them.

A custody dispute may not have been something he considered in the past but if it works, it works.

Getting the council to vote in favour of keeping his kids was not as difficult as it should have been.

Zeus was won over by his hatred for Christianity

Apollo and Artemis agreed the moment they learned the Christian God had intentionally separated divine twins. They both had a soft spot for Poseidon's twins and learning they'd spent billions of years separated (their worst nightmare) was heartbreaking.

Hades (in his newly acquired seat) voted in support. He and Lucifer were actually friends before this as there's some cross over in divine afterlives. Hades hates having to deal with Heaven so usually tried to go through Lucifer if he could. Getting one over the winged beings is always a pro in his book.

Ares will always vote in support of war and Aphrodite followed in her lovers wake.

Hephaestus was a surprise but then again Poseidon quietly suspected the cripple saw some similarities between his own origins and those of little Lucifer. After all both were banished from what should have been their home as younglings.

The vote is not unanimous but there is definitely a clear majority.

Lucifer and Michael don't know what to think.

Well no. Michael thinks the whole thing is great, he did not want to go back to heaven and be separate from Lucifer again.

also I’m thinking that there could be something akin to the multiverse here, so we have the adult Lucifer and Michael from Twin Flames visiting while trying to avoid their own version of their family and the very scared, injured toddler versions of Michael and Samael from the timeline where their mother went through with the attempt to kill them…

they’re. A little messed up when they realize Mum really did consider killing them in their own universe.

The dude probably wants to crack them open and see how they all tick!

Yeah... Finding out the attempted murder wasn't just a threat to hold over them but something she genuinely considered has to have been heartbreaking. Definitely puts any desire to reconnect with the host and god on the back burner.

Like we got all the powerful great villians — Maleficent, Hades, Ursla, Jafar, the evil queen, Cruella, Hook and Dr Facillier

Even before the kids were born and it became apparent they were punishing people for their parents crimes, the fact low tier villains were also brought back and imprisoned showed this was never about proper punishment but vengeance.

Eternal imprisonment without even the escape of death is horrible and frankly spits on alot of the morals and virtues they like to espouse.

If you justify this kind of behaviour then you can't really claim that your enemies are evil when so many of their crimes were not as bad as this.

Like Mal is one of the main characters and she gets so much shit for her mother taking her anger out on a baby but aren't the heroes doing the same?

Looking at it the corrupt or flawed foundation is probably why it went wrong, they were using light magic to fuel the whole thing and a lot of that is intentioned based.

Sally and Poseidon are having a very nice date on the beach of Montauk when what they at first think is a comet comes hurtling down. Investigating reveals a massive crater and two tiny, identical winged children in the middle of it, crying and clutching each other as their physical forms swiftly and instinctively contract from their true angelic forms to ones that humans will not go insane upon witnessing.

Poseidon recognizes them immediately, whispers of the lost angels have been spread throughout the pantheons for millennia: Samael and Michael, cast out of Heaven, thrown through a rip in time and space by their own Mother for being an aberration, one essence that had been split into two physical forms to prevent it’s own destruction from the amount of power that it possessed—the inspiration for Zeus when he split Prometheus’s version of humanity into two halves.

(the Mother has since been bound to Hell as its ruler, unable to leave permanently, She would not be a threat to them now, and Poseidon knows that the Father has been seeking any sign of the twins for longer than Poseidon has lived)

The infant angels are small, vulnerable, and Poseidon knows that the other gods of his pantheon, along with many of the other pantheons (especially the Egyptian pantheon) would see them as threats and treat them accordingly. Zeus would want them destroyed or, if he’s in a gentler mood, to take and use them as weapons against their own kind.

The thought of handing them over to his younger brother and washing his hands of it is tempting, but Poseidon finds he cannot stomach it as he watches Sally Jackson go and try to offer comfort to the angels.

Poseidon had been so close to breaking the oath and giving her a child, regardless of the horrible fate that would befall a child of a broken path, and the damning prophecy hanging over them all. And as he watches the three together a plan starts to form in the Greek god’s mind.

He isn’t sure if it will work, if angels can be bound to Prophecy like demigods, but he can’t do anything but try to protect any of his future children from such a fate…if he has to sacrifice a pair of unwanted, abandoned children to ensure that? Then so be it. And these two, these split-souled twins have ever so conveniently fallen into Poseidon’s hands.

By the time God learns of where they are Poseidon is almost certainly attached and the twins have probably imprinted on Sally and the demigods.

That doesn't mean that God can't see exactly what Poseidon was trying to pull. Tying his babies to a prophecy that he thought predicted their death?!

🙄 I am still trying to figure out how and in what world Sally and Poseidon could possibly think trying to pass off two baby angels as their demigod children would be a good idea.

I think I’m going to sleep on it.

(Hey, muse? Maybe we can go back to working on the fics we’ve already started, okay? Stop churning out new AU ideas when we’ve already got fanfics and readers patiently waiting for an update?

…

Poseidon used to have the domain of prophecy.

I remember reading a fic where he agreed to the oath not to stop the prophecy but because he believed Zeus was being clever and trying to manipulate/force it into choosing a child of Demeter or possibly Aphrodite.

Both are elder gods and whilst everyone assumed it meant big 3 and that's probably what the prophecy intended, it didn't say that.

Poseidon is self aware enough to recognise that neither he or his brother's kids tend to be very stable and trusting them with that kind of prophecy might not turn out so great.

Then Thalia is born and he realises that Zeus wasn't being clever but driven by paranoia

So Poseidon is looking for a way to handle this as allowing a child Zeus to be the prophecy child is a really bad choice given that their fatal flaws are usually power.

He almost decided to risk breaking the oath when Michael and Lucifer offer themselves instead.

If he claims them they're basically his right? And they are the child of god so sorta demigods.

Any chance of the sea god giving the two brats back once it was all handled (and preferably before God and the Host noticed) was thrown out the window once he realises how much of the duos trauma came from their so called family.

The Greeks may be messy as fuck but Poseidon is pretty sure the toxic 'perfect family' bullshit God with the big G has going on is worse.

He is not giving back his newest children and God can suck it.

Zeus will waffle and pretend to be annoyed but after Christianity supplanted their pantheon in Rome, Poseidon knows his baby brother has been itching at the bit for an excuse to start shit with them.

A custody dispute may not have been something he considered in the past but if it works, it works.

Getting the council to vote in favour of keeping his kids was not as difficult as it should have been.

Zeus was won over by his hatred for Christianity

Apollo and Artemis agreed the moment they learned the Christian God had intentionally separated divine twins. They both had a soft spot for Poseidon's twins and learning they'd spent billions of years separated (their worst nightmare) was heartbreaking.

Hades (in his newly acquired seat) voted in support. He and Lucifer were actually friends before this as there's some cross over in divine afterlives. Hades hates having to deal with Heaven so usually tried to go through Lucifer if he could. Getting one over the winged beings is always a pro in his book.

Ares will always vote in support of war and Aphrodite followed in her lovers wake.

Hephaestus was a surprise but then again Poseidon quietly suspected the cripple saw some similarities between his own origins and those of little Lucifer. After all both were banished from what should have been their home as younglings.

The vote is not unanimous but there is definitely a clear majority.

Lucifer and Michael don't know what to think.

Well no. Michael thinks the whole thing is great, he did not want to go back to heaven and be separate from Lucifer again.

she’s right where she wants to be

Demon!Rumi: (annoyed because her kids are wrestling and being loud and she just wants to nap)

Demon!Emmett: (in the middle of beating his sister's ass cause she was instigating fights)

Demon!Mimi: (making as much noise as possible because if she's gonna lose she's gonna be a dick about it)

Demon!Rumi: (bites Emmett's scruff trying to pull him off his sister so she'll shut up)

Demon!Emmett: (full grown, significantly bigger and heavier than his Eomma, absolutely confused about what to do so goes limp bc 'well I guess that's what Eomma wants')

Demon!Rumi: (slowly and with a significant amount of effort and grunting, dragging her giant ass son by his scruff, they have moved like 3 cms)

Zoey: (watching deeply amused)

Mira: (trying desperately not to laugh)

Demon!Mimi: (bapping her brother in the face while he's prone bc she's feeling like being an instigator)

Demon!Rumi: (lets go of Emmett and immediately pounces Mimi also biting her scruff)

Demon!Mimi: (almost the exact same size as her Eomma, baps her in the face as she slowly being dragged by Rumi)

Demon!Rumi: (growls as she continues to try and fail to carry her brat child)

Demon!Emmett: (watches in confusion)

Demon!Sean: (about the same size as Demon!Emmett sees his Eomma trying to carry Mimi like when they were cubs and immediately sees an opportunity to be babied)

Demon!Mimi: (continues to bap her Eomma in the face only to be stepped on then smushed by Sean who flops down directly on top of her so Rumi can try to carry him)

Demon!Jack: (sees Sean flop on Mimi and thinks they're starting a tiger pile and runs full speed to pounce them)

which makes grace wonder if there are eridian upper-atmosphere life forms that have light sense, and if any of the species that travel between the biomes have both.

the next thing rocky knows grace and the eridian scientists are conducting all kinds of experiments on upper-atmosphere life forms trying to see if there's something eridian biologists missed because they couldn't conceptualize a biological process.

Like his language consists of noises that are simultaneously very simple compared to the overlapping eridian notes, and weird clicking/hard sounds that no one could even begin to try to imitate. To begin with, that's a weird combination.

And there's a popular headcanon going around that Grace can pronounce certain simple words in eridian without his piano thingy, and he would sound like a pebble learning to speak. Let's make it creepy and assume eridians also have a fear of the uncanny valley.

Grace getting better with time at imitating simple words, therefore accidentally making himself sound more and more like a pebble, sounding right enough, but not quite. That shit would be creepy as fuck.

Imagine an alien that can imitate the way the children of your species sound like. At first you'd freak out! Yeah he saved your planet but. It's like a fucking mimic. Then you'd see him trip over nothing and fall face first and you'd calm down.