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Everyone kinda embarrassed because of their blunder and Jason is lashing out to protect himself from shame

Dick is joining is cause well he feels bad about it being his idea

Now Tim is arguing too

Damian wants to feel involved and u can’t convince me other wise

Bruce is trying ti make a point about safety thats just fully derailed

Anyway Danny as Fenton is just there in the background around all the bad guys he took out before Bruce actually got there like “awkward” but the moment he tries to just tippytoe his way out Bruce turns to point at him “and don’t think you are getting out of this. Your grounded too”

He just freezes. Can batman do that? Is he legally allowed to do that? Wait what does Batman mean by grounded?!!? Whats his move here.

“Everyone in the batmobile we will discuss this more in the morning”

Oh ok thats his move. Ok yea Batman just grounded him. He better go.

So they r having the ride home and everyone is sulking and Danny is just there confused but doesn’t say anything because hes probably tired and it’s batman wtf you gonna do.

So they are at the cave and Danny finally just “so can I call my family to tell them I wont be home tonight?”

You everyone just stops. And slowly turns to face him. “Ah yea dumb question. I guess uhhh no phones huh?” No one moves. Everyone is pretty shocked. Cause one bruce kidnapped some kid. Two theres a civi in the batcave. Three bruce kidnapped some fucking kid. Four some random kid just got in the car with them. Five holy fuck bruce kidnapped some kid.

“Fenton residence, who’s calling?”

“Uh, it’s Danny,” Danny said over the phone Nightwing handed him; it was on speaker so everyone could hear. They were all watching him so intently it was unnerving. Except Batman. He’d sat down in the computer chair and put his head in his hands like he was nursing a headache. It was weird seeing Batman act so human.

“Oh hi sweetie!! Are you enjoying Gotham?”

He, Sam, and Tucker had planned this trip a while ago. It was supposed to be a fun weekend road trip to Gotham and back. Friday was a public tour of Wayne Tech R&D for Tucker, Saturday they visited the planetarium for Danny, and Sunday was spent taking pics of the gothic architecture and gargoyles for Sam, then an all night drive home to sleep in on Monday. This was supposed to be the start of summer vacation.

The three friends had split up just for an hour to see who could find the best gargoyle - whoever got the best pic got to choose dinner. But then Danny had run into this brawl that… well honestly it looked kinda fun and he missed fighting his own Rogues so he jumped in. Then things kinda went to shit and Batman showed up and started yelling and who would even want to argue with an irate Batman? Dude gave commands like a general and Danny got bundled up into the Batmobile with everyone else and didn’t really know how to react.

“Yeah, uh, about that…” he said to his mom, “I kinda got caught up in a fight and got grounded by Batman.”

“Oh Danny-dear, you know we’ve told you to stop fighting.”

Little clink clink noises could be heard over the phone and it was obvious she’d only heard half his words. Of course she was tinkering in the lab, hyperfocused on some new project. He’d have to be careful when he got back until he figured out what this new tool or weapon did.

“Yes Mom,” he sighed into the phone. “Only, this means I won’t be getting home tonight so -”

“That’s okay sweetie, have fun with your friends! Love you bye!”

The phone went silent as she hung up.

“So…. Can I also call my friends to let them know I’m fine? Sam won’t mind renting our hotel room for another night, but they’ll be looking for me now and since my cell doesn’t get service this deep underground…”

“Yes fine,” the hero bit out.

He dialed quickly, rubbing the back of his neck to alleviate some stress.

“Hey it’s me,” he said after the call picked up on the second ring.

“Danny! Where did you go?! We were supposed to meet up fifteen minutes ago!”

“Yeah man!” Tucker cut in, “And this isn’t your number! Don’t tell me you broke another phone, I just built that one for you!”

“No no, it’s fine, I swear! It could just use some extra reach cuz I’m like 60 feet underground.”

Tucker snorted, “What, six feet wasn’t enough?”

That made Danny laugh too, but it died in his throat when every vigilante’s head snapped in his direction. Oh that wasn’t a good look from any of them.

“Okay don’t get mad but I kinda jumped into a fight -”

“Like always,” Sam mumbled.

“And then things went sideways and the local heroes lost some important informant and Batman showed up and started yelling and shoved the whole pile of us into the Batmobile and grounded me.”

There was silence for three seconds.

Then raucous laughter.

Danny rolled his eyes as his best friends wheezed and cackled at his expense.

“Only you, Danny, only you,” Sam choked out. It sounded like Tucker was pounding his fist on a table.

“Yeah yeah,” he huffed, but couldn’t help a little grin. It was kinda funny. “Look, just stay another night and I’ll get back to you tomorrow, ‘kay?”

“Sure sure, don’t give them too much trouble,” Sam chuckled and hung up.

Danny tossed the phone to Nightwing, who caught it with ease, but no one said anything. Did these guys only ever stare?

“Sooooo…. What part of the Batcave am I cleaning up? My parents usually have me do the dishes for a week when I’m grounded. If it’s real bad I have to deep clean the fridge and that’s a legitimate biohazard so any chores you’ve got for me I can do. I don’t really get squeamish. Will I be shoveling bat guano, or scrubbing blood off your armor? Just give me some gloves and a mask and I can do just about anything. I mean, like a PPE face mask, not one of your domino masks, that wouldn’t help with the -”

All the vigilantes interrupted at once, their voices overlapping and echoing around the cave:

“How often do you get in fights?”

“Is your mother always that nonchalant?”

“Legitimate biohazard?!”

“What did he mean six feet wasn’t enough?!”

Ohhhhh no, this was gonna be a rough night. Danny should really learn when to mind his own business.

-Look, fighting is important enrichment.

-Eh, only with a new project.

-Yeah, or that ghost weed.

Jason*very gruffly*: The fuck you mean, 'you never got a Grave'?

Danny: Well no one noticed I died. And I got better so it's all good?

Like, sure, he died. But then he pretty instantly got better. Didn't even leave a corpse. Er. At least he doesn't think he did. Hmm... he should probably double check that. Maybe next time his parents go on a sudden business trip...

Anyway! There was never really a chance for anyone to realize he'd died. Except his friends, who were there when it happened... And his sister, who found out later... But he was already better before they really had to face the fact he died. So...

Dick: So uh, not to make I weird or anything. But, why aren't you freaking out about Hood?

Danny: I mean. He's a protector ghost? If course he was gonna be like this? It's just weird that I didn't clock him as a ghost until he got angry?

Tim: Ghost? Protector ghost! There's different types?

Danny: I mean, duh. There's different types of people. Everyone dies. Not everyone forms a ghost though. But the ones that do? all different types. Mostly ghosts are the uh, restless dead? Wronged in life and stick about to get peace, or justice? Um, Hood still feels pretty alive though. So, he's like, a mix? Maybe that's why I didn't clock him? I'm only part dead too. So. Wrongful death buddies I guess?

Bruce in the corner having an epic meltdown, silently. Tim has gone full detective. He can cry later. When he's alone. For now? Answers please. Dick is full of protective brotherly rage.

Dick: Think I can join the big too? Or is Hood gonna shoot me?

Danny: Umm.... If you manage to join the nest? You won't be leaving it till he calls down. Fair warning.

Dick: What's wrong?

Danny: He's gonna try to pull the rest in. Tell them to leave now or suffer the consequences!

Dick: You know what. No. They all need affection too.

Danny: How the Fuck is this my life. First I'm grounded by Batman. Now I'm stuck in the nest of a worried an angry protector spirit. I just wanted to help. And I definitely needed that fight.

Dick: There, there. It's ok little ghost! Just enjoy the sibling hugs!

Danny: Oh. You thought I meant just your siblings? No. I mean all of the family.

Danny explainging “nah he wants and now needs this”

He “needs” this?!? Well thats all Bruce has to hear. Gotta go fetch Agent A real quick. But as he starts to go get him Jason makes this noise. Oh how can he resist his son like that. Ok he can comm him hang on Jason.

I would say Damian is last to jojn but once father joins nah hes like oh ok this is what we are doing. Daddy’s boi thru and thru.

20$ on Danny crying the moment eeryone joins in because all the love and care they have for one another got to him ok.

Not random for long.

Now, legally, Danny will of course have a choice in the matter.

And if he doesn't want to legally join the family, Bruce will still offer him whatever financial support he could ever need. Which, again, Danny would be free to decline.

But what Danny is not getting away from is the fact that most of the Bats have already emotionally adopted him. Hell, Jason made that choice before Bruce could even process "Six feet wasn't enough."

Too late Danny. You're a Bat now. Better get you a symbol so people know that seriously messing with you will invite the full force of The Bat and Brood upon their head.

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To be honest, it can't really be the weirdest situation Danny's been in. Which-also being honest- is probably not the best way to rate his experiences.

There was a statistical number out there that probably would report that most people couldn't say they've been in a station weirder than suddenly ending up in what was basically a cuddle pile with a bunch of vigilantes.

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MASTERPOST

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anyway i wanted a memento of my first pride, you know, and this one vendor was selling keyrings, and i liked it, so i bought one. do you remember those italian charm bracelets that were all the rage like 10-15 years ago? it was a keychain like that, and it had a rainbow rooster, a rainbow cat, and then just a rainbow, and so I bought it.

i run into my mom a couple of vendors over and she goes oh you bought something? what’d you get? so i showed her, and i was like, “I’m not sure why it’s a rooster and a cat. Seems kind of random. But I liked the rainbows.”

and my mom, who was some form of minister’s wife for most of my childhood and teenagerhood, stares at me like she thinks i’m joking.

“What?” i say.

…relic…

A currency that isn’t gold-standard/having gold be as valuable as tin

A currency that runs entirely on a perishable resource, like cocoa beans

A clock that isn’t 24-hours

More or less than four seasons/seasons other than the ones we know

Fantastical weather patterns like irregular cloud formations, iridescent rain

Multiple moons/no moon

Planetary rings

A northern lights effect, but near the equator

Roads that aren’t brown or grey/black, like San Juan’s blue bricks

Jewelry beyond precious gems and metals

Marriage signifiers other than wedding bands

The husband taking the wife's name / newlyweds inventing a new surname upon marriage

No concept of virginity or bastardry

More than 2 genders/no concept of gender

Monotheism, but not creationism

Gods that don’t look like people

Domesticated pets that aren’t re-skinned dogs and cats

Some normalized supernatural element that has nothing to do with the plot

Magical communication that isn’t Fantasy Zoom

“Books” that aren’t bound or scrolls

A nonverbal means of communicating, like sign language

A race of people who are obligate carnivores/ vegetarians/ vegans/ pescatarians (not religious, biological imperative)

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