Lion's Den

“Weekdays, we’re enemies. Weekends are for dating”. The best plan they could come up with for their relationship. She broke the agreement because she’s evil and mean.

When Danny left the vigilante life to become a paramedic in Gotham he didn't think he'd ever step back into that scene. Much less in this way, because now Danny has Robin riding along with him in the ambulance every shift he's on. 

He didn't think Robin would even remember him after he had helped the kid take care of a hurt and sick kitten at the end of his shift. How wrong he was though because the next night Robin was suddenly in the ambulance saying that he would be shadowing Danny from this point forward. Danny's coworkers were also no help in getting the kid to not do this. 

Robin called this an intern opportunity to learn more about medicine and how to treat people. Danny called it a HIPPA violation. What he thought doesn't seem to matter though as everyone is always just excited to talk to the kid. He ultimately decides to just let it go and be the unwilling mentor to the young vigilante. 

Bruce: Uh Cass, hun, thats-

Cass: Phantom. Ghost, he haunts me now.

Bruce: Why?

Cass: Mission, I set him free.

Bruce: I see, and do you want us to get rid of him?

Cass: No, friends. He's silly.

Phantom: Cass! Cass look! You can see the Cassiopeia Constellation from here! *grabs Cass and flies her up so she can see better*

“Dick, no,” Wally hissed.

“Dick, yes.”

All of them turned to look at Raven in surprise. She just shrugged and gestured towards the new hero, Phantom. He was talking with Specter. She said something that made him throw his head back in laughter. It showed off his sharp teeth spectacularly.

“Someone needs to… what was the phrase for it?” Raven asked, head tilted. “Ah, ‘hit that’.”

“Raven,” Wally gasped, aghast.

She gestured again at Phantom. His his drifted away like smoke and his legs were less than solid. He felt like storm about to break.

“Yeah, no, I’m with Raven,” Gar said. His chin was perched on his hand as he watched Phantom with what was basically heart eyes. “Unless he’s into sharing?”

“Oh come on, you have to at least let me shoot my shot!” Dick whined. “You two already have your whole eldritch thing. Leave some for the rest of us.”

“Dick, no,” Wally said, again. “I’m just trying to keep you in one piece.”

Dick pressed his hands together with a little gesture. “Counterpoint: he makes falling apart seem so good.”

After spending so much time being his Miles Electric and many other screens, he does end up becoming farsighted. And after swallowing his fears he buys a pair of glasses. However, he does not directly put them on, ever. He only has them on hand when he really needs them, and then he holds the glasses with one or both of his hands in front of him and looks through the lenses that way. They never go on or touch his face, he just moves the lenses over whatever he needs to read.

At this point the crushing is mutual between these two

CW under break

that way we know we’re from tumblr without revealing anything

I’m just going to say this to strangers until i find a tumblr person

must keep reblogering!! Im going to be so suspicious if any one tells me this now!

Remember the answer is: I stole them from the president.

Damian: ......Good morning

Danny: Did you sleep well?

Damian: Yes, my rest was adequate. And yours?

Danny: It was the best sleep I ever had! I've never been on a mattress this nice!

Damian: Of course. It's adjustable, gives massages, and has temperature control. Only the best for the Waynes.

Danny: truly impressive!

Damian: Thank you. Now, may I please inquire on who you are and why you're in my bed?

Danny: My name is Phantom and last night you wished for me so here I am

Damian: I did no such thing.

Danny: Yes you did! I'm your first wish upon a star!

Damian: Are you referencing the childish tradition that Richard forced me to partake in? Even if I did humor him, my wish was to make my father proud.

Danny: Yeah, the wish you said out loud to appease Dick was to make your father proud but your true wish, the one in your heart that you secretly thought of, was to have a friend. And since it's your first ever wish, I am here to make it true.

Damian: Even if that is my true wish, Todd said wishing upon a star does not actually work.

Danny: It does work! But people usually make thier very first wish upon a star when they're very young and often don't remember it, or they make very simple wishes like "I want candy," which is so mundane that they don't realize the magic. And the star only grants the very first wish. You just happened to make it much later in life.

Damian: I see.

Danny: You seem very accepting of this. Most people would be more doubtful.

Damian: I have encountered magic many times. I know there is no reason to doubt.

Danny: Oh cool. I'm glad we're skipping the part where I have to convince you this is real. It's a real time saver.

Damian: Indeed. What happens now?

Danny: Well, I'm assign as your lifetime friend. I'll be here until you die and I get my new assignment. Until then I'll live as a normal human boy.

Damian: Will I be dying soon?

Danny: Not that I'm aware of. I belive you are meant to die of old age.

Damian: I see. Very well, Phantom, I look forward to our friendship

Danny: Me too!

Dick kicking open the door: DAMIAN WHY IS THERE A BOY IN YOUR BED!

Danny: I'm-

Damian choosing violence and grabbing Danny's hand: Richard, I love him.

Danny: What-

Dick: No! You're too young! You're only sixteen! *to Danny* I'LL KILL YOU

Danny: Wait-

Damian: You should run, My Love. I am the beloved youngest son of a very dangerous family. One that is most displeased at my deflowering.

Dick foaming at the mouth: DEFLOWERING?!

Danny: No! That isn't- why are you doing this to me, Damian?!

Damian in the latest voice ever: I do not like sharing my bed space without permission. Run, My Love, rune as fast as your normal human legs can take you. My family will start the hunt for your head now that Richard sent out the message.

Danny: This is going to be a very long human lifespan.

Damian: Drake has unleashed the drones. You have two minutes to escape.

Dick: HE HAS TEN SECONDS. TO. LIVE.

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"Kit! Hey, wait up!"

The fennec in question closed his eyes for a second, groaned, then schooled his expression into a vaguely uninterested one. He turned to see Tails running up to him. He seemed fine, though Kit had to fight against the flicker of guilt at the cut on Tails' cheek.

Tails took a few deep breaths (shit he must have really booked it over here) then rummaged around in his backpack. "Aha!" He dug out a sandwich hastily wrapped in plastic and shoved it into Kit's paws. "Here you go!"

Kit raised an eyebrow and inspected the sandwich, idly noting it was still cold. Was—did Tails have a lined backpack or something? He hadn't seen a lunchbox in there. Kit glanced back up but Tails had already zipped it up. Whatever. There was no need to act interested and prolong this conversation more than was necessary.

"It's a sandwich!" Tails winced, obviously realizing how dumb that was. "I mean—specifically for you! And by that I mean it's vegan," he said with an embarrassed laugh.

Really? Kit started unwrapping the sandwich while Tails started explaining.

"It's got uh, cucumbers, alfalfa sprouts, herbs, and hummus instead of mayonnaise. It's nothing fancy, but Professor Pickle helped me pick which herbs would go best with it." Tails chuckled. "That guy is obsessed with cucumber sandwiches, and thankfully he totally knew a vegan alternative."

Sure enough, it was a cucumber sandwich. It smelled amazing, but it still left the question of— "Why?" Kit imagined Amy kicking him for his poor manners and quickly added, "And, thanks I guess but . . . why?"

Tails rubbed the back of his head with an embarrassed smile. "Well, I still feel bad that you couldn't finish your grocery shopping so um, I figured I'd make you something. And if you want, I can give you a ride later today to go back and get some food."

It was . . . Kit only had peas and corn in his lunchbox, so a sandwich actually sounded amazing. He'd used his last piece of bread this morning for toast, and hadn't been looking forward to his mediocre lunch. Not to mention, the offer to turn a long chore into a shorter one (even if it meant Tails would drive him), was tempting.

"I . . . yeah. Thanks. For the sandwich and offer." Kit wrapped the food back up and tried to ignore the beaming smile on Tails' face. "Only because my bike is still being fixed," he added. Truthfully, the bike was okay but Kit was still sore from the beating yesterday. There was no point in Tails thinking he needed any more help than this.

"Happy to help!" Tails' smile grew wider and Kit pretended like it didn't make the day a little brighter.

Bruce: We took Ace to the groomers two days ago.

Damian, scowling: Then maybe-

Alfred: Titus and Alfred were also taken last week.

Damian: Richard-

Dick: I'm not letting you take Haley to the groomers so you can oggle the new guy. She went last week.

Duke: Why don't you just go up to him and have a normal conversation?

Tim: Because Daniel is so "pretty" Damian looses all ability to speak- Ack! Hey you almost hit me!

Damian: Tsk I missed.

Dick: Yet you didn't deny it.

Damian: *glares down at his hands*

Tim, sighing: Fine, I'll help you out this one time. You and I both have friends that happen to have a certain white kind of canine in common.

Damian: *perks up*

----2 Hours Later----

Damian: *walks into the grooming Salon with a tight grip on a wagging Krypto. he looks around the salon and watches Danny through the window where hes finishing up a groom*

Danny, covered in fluff as he talks to a Husky: Look how much better you look now! Such a handsome boy huh?

Husky, wagging: Awooo!

Coworker, smirking: Danny, your new regular is here.

Danny: *perks up and looks out the window before waving at Damian. After putting the Husky up, he walks out* Hey Damian, another referral?

Damina: Uuh yeah- Yes! This is Krypto, he is owned by my friend's cousin, but no groomers around them will accept Krypto.

Danny: Why not? He's seems like such a sweet dog! *crouched down and Krypto happily pounces on him, sending them to the floor* Bit stronger than most other Labrador, huh?

Damian: Ah, yes he's a Meta Animal so..

Danny: Say no more! We'll give it a shot! *easily pushes Krypto off of him and stands up* You gonna stick around to watch?

Damian, instantly: Yes! *clears throat* Please.

Danny, laughing as he takes Krypto's leash: With how enthusiastic you are, you should come here to apprentice as a groomer. I would be happy to show you the ropes myself. *pulls Krypto away from another dog effortlessly*

Damian, swallowing: yes please...

----3 hours later----

Bruce: So, how was Daniel~

Damian: He handled Krypto with ease, and offered to train me.

Bruce, looking up: You are a medical student?

Damian: I am aware, so instead, on weekends I shall double as a dog grooming assistant.

Bruce: ...You can't be serious?

Damian: Daniel Fenton is really pretty, and really, really strong.

cm

It's fair to assume that these kids may have some trauma- (also yay get to draw the trio's lineup yippee been wanting to do that)

it would be funny...

big brother tails, dressed like a real dad. you know, like a palmtree shirt, shorts, and sandals. and sunglasses

what do you think? 👀