Saved-danny-phantom

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After escaping a GIW facility the royal council decides that there has to be some active steps made to bring down the laws calling for the genocide of ghosts and other ecto beings.

As a part of this Danny in human form becomes an ambassador to the Realms and starts peace negotiations through the JL. There is a large Gala to celebrate the start of peace talks. Meaning that after years the Anti ecto acts have been revoked and the GIW disbanded.

By now Danny is in his early twenties and actively working towards an aerospace engineering degree. He's on all top programs short list.

Hes also taken on more ghostly attributes since his coronation, giving his human form an ethereal sort of appeal. Same with the other ambassadors ( Sam, Tucker and Jazz). Though they are still mostly human so a little less inhuman traits. Though jazz is Amazon sized and they all have glowing eyes and abilities.

Point is this is the first public appearance of all of the realm ambassadors and many are trying to gain favor, including flirting and attempting to bribe.

The Bats are part of the team undercover as civvies with comms trying to watch what sort of parts may be made. What dangers may be coming if the wrong people make it into the realms good graces.

What they get is a new appreciation for Danny and his bold and cutting remarks.

Lex, approaching: Hello

Danny: Make like your hairline and take a step back... Yeah ALL the way back.

Kon: That's wife material there.

Ras Al Ghul trying to get approval from Danny and other ambassadors for access to the realms.

Danny: You know I died... at least once... and that experience was still preferable to this conversation.

Damian:... I am sadly too young yet to woo this god... Richard I have a task for you.

Dick: Dames I'm a bit busy trying to land a ring on the red headed goddess that just told Vandal Savage, and I quote, ' Your lack of lasting human connection has left you bitter and jaded'.

Damian: Timothy, if you can obtain this proper paramore it might redeem the rest of your poor qualities.

Kon: sorry little guy, we've lost Tim to a braingasm with the tech pharaoh. What was his name? Tucker maybe?

Oliver: Hey, how are you doing?

Danny: You seem nice, but being liminal doesn't mean I want to join your cult.

Oliver: I'm not in a cult

Danny: Your goatee and aura says otherwise.

Oliver, wandering off to find his emotional support girlfriend: Am I... Is the JL a cult? Does the goatee make me look old?

Duke: Dammm! Fae boy is shooting down EVERYONE. Any luck getting close B?

Oracle: NOPE! Every time Brucie gets too close Danny gets this pained look on his face and walks off.

Jason: I can see the light go out from his eyes at B's proximity, it's GLORIOUS!

Oracle: Upside, B is getting along with Sam Manson. Turns out B saved her from a few awful galas when she was younger and she likes WE's environmental conservation efforts. Oh and looks like Danny's on the move, he's headed to the balcony.

Jason: Roy and I are gonna go check on him.

Tim: try talking about something to do with stars. Tucker says he' obsessed with them.

Jason: Are you a shooting star?

Danny: What?...

Jason: Cause you just made my night.

Danny: Pfft

Roy, muffled cause the didn't turn his comm on: Are you wearing space pants?

Danny: What? Um sorta, it's just the zodiac constellations down my-

Roy: cause your ass is outta this world!

Danny & Jason: ... It's a good thing you're/he's cute... pft haha

~ 45 min later~

Oracle: Does anyone have eyes on Danny, Jay or Roy? The GIW rouge team are storming the building and they are the only ones unaccounted for!

Dick, on a private channel: I may have caught them contaminating a cleaning room, but I don't think I'm brave enough to nock on that door.

Oracle: Dick They have a ghost captive and claim that the ambassadors are possessed by evil spirits. They need to get out here now!

Dick: Aw man, but my innocence!

Oracle: RICHARD LLOYD GRAYSON

Dick: FINE. Still not my middle name BTW. This is gonna suck... so many glowing eyes...

~one GIW battle and take down later~

Sam, taking her hair out in the hotel room: so I saw you snuck off with walking ghostnip and his friend. How did that go?

Danny, Mid shower to get anti ecto spray off: I tasted that revenant's soul and it was as delicious as he smells.

Tucker, getting the first aid supplies ready for Danny after having treated Ellie: Is that a euphemism or is he being literal?

Sam: Who knows. But also does it matter?

Tucker: Wait am I the only single Ambassador that isn't getting laid tonight?

Sam: Let Jazz have her fun, we all know she's gonna eat that poor playboy alive.

Tucker: once again literally? Or...?

Sam: Do you really want to know Tuck? She's like team mom...

Danny(23) owns a petting zoo/animal rescue a few miles outside of Gotham. he has some animals from all walks of life; reputable breeders, other rescues, kill shelters, hoarding situations, breeding mills, ect. Be it dogs, to sheep, to goats, to snakes, to lizards, ro hamsters, to chinchillas, and much more- hes got a little bit of eveything. He makes sure they all have the right set ups, and can live as idealy as possible.

Damian(9) hears about this place and of course needs to check it out. Obviously, he needs to make sure the animals are taken care of and nothing else. And Damian just, immediately falls in love with the place. All the animals are so happy and healthy and the information packets are so well put together and accurate! He is disappointed that nobody is allowed to meet the animals in recovery, but he also knows its for the animals health and safety, which he appreciates. Hes impressed, and decides Danny just has to be his new father.

Bruce(34) thought taking Damian to the petting zoo/rescue would be a nice father/son bonding thing- he did not expect his 9 year old to then try and wingman him to the petting zoo owner, who, might Bruce add, is 10 years his junior!

Damian pauses and thinks it over, " I acknowledge your compromise and accept." Damian turns to Bruce, "Father, quickly adopt Daniel as your brother."

Danny is very displeased. He’s going to bite Clockwork and complain his ear off because this is just utter bullshit. 

He’s stuck as a baby, which isn’t his fault. Okay so maybe it was a little bit his fault, but no one had told him not to touch the thing! And Clockwork is apparently too busy to fix his situation. Personally Danny is pretty sure he’s just enjoying being able to carry him around, what with the purr-buzzing and all that. 

Which okay, it’s kind of nice and is making him kind of sleepy but still! He’s supposed to be angry about this situation and biting at his hands! Which he shall continue to do! … after this nap, it’s been a while since he was able to get some proper sleep. 

…

Danny took one look at the room they were in and started to growl. This wasn't the Long Now. It was bad enough he was his death age! Now he's been kidnapped with his Clockpa too?! Bullshit! Absolutely not! He's not having this! Eat this asshole! He sat up and pushed his ice out, covering all of the people in robes. Cultists by the looks of it. Once they were all covered they stopped chanting. Good! He can go back to his nap!

John:... This is the ghost that took out Pariah Dark?

Clockwork: Yes! Isn't he so very sweet!

John: He just froze a room full of cultists. And is trying his damndest to bite your fingers off. Sure.

Clockwork: So. What do you want to ask? It IS naptime remember?

John: Uh. What do you want as a sacrifice for summons?

Danny: Milkshake! All the flavours you can find!

John: .... Yeah, uh, that ok with your guardian too?

bonus points if Diana is there and in a horrified whisper says "Who gave Uncle Chronos a baby?"

Just gonna respond to both of these.

Of course, being the embodiment of Time, Clockwork is well aware he will have plenty of it ahead to indulge. Danny is too young to understand right now, even were he still 14. But the alignment of his ghost age and his physical age is a necessity for his continued health and growth as a halfa. His ghostling will forgive him some day. For now, Clockwork has time.

Batman on coms to the rest of the Flash fam. Tells them to get to the specific location of Barry and just leaves it. Should be fun to watch after all.

Clockwork just grins at what Batman has planned. Ah, he knew he liked this one for a reason. Now... How is he to approach his Grand daughter. An apology is hardly going to be enough. Perhaps pictures of Phantom? Yes, she does have a fondness for children after all.

CW: Grand daughter, would you like to see photographs of your newest family member?

Diana:... Yes. As well as a full introduction once he has calmed down. And knowledge about him.

CW, unimpressed with the soul whore's deductive skills: Was his youth not already obvious by my behavior? Have I not been clearly trwating him as the ghostling he is.

Constantine, still wigging it and now mildly offended: He looks 2! How long had he been dead when he fought Pariah Dark!?

CW, proudly and fondly: Just a few months and already powerful enough by then. But, oh how it tuckered him out. Here's a picture of him taking a nap on Pariah's throne after the battle. He was so worn out, Samhain had to carry him there to rest for a bit before Plasmius was allowed to return Phantom to his haunt in the Finite Realm.

The image Clockwork produces shows a young, possibly prebuscent teen curled up on the cushion of a throne fit for a Titan. In the background, a black armored Knight stands at attention with one arm held out preventing a disgruntled vampiric looking ghost from approaching the throne.

WW: He must be a very strong warrior to have accomplished such a feat so young. From what Constantine has told us, Pariah Dark was no threat to be trifled with.

CW: Stronger than he has yet to realize. And smarter than he would yet believe.

Batman, peering at that pictures: He looks quite small. How old was he when he... died?

CW: It was his 14th birthday. But there is little need to mourn him, Dark Knight of Gotham. Young Phantom is as alive as he is dead. This is why his age had to be reverted. The discrepancy between his living and death ages would have done both sides of him great harm if left be for a few decades.

Batman, with a sudden, knowing smirk: I'm sure your proactivity in the matter has no ulterior motives at all.

CW, bemused: All is as it should be.

Loosely(?) inspired by Ghosts? As my therapy animals? More likely than you think. by @bamboozledeagle3 I like to imagine that the blob ghosts have the affectionate gobelin cats energy TM. Jason is in there somewhere and he has been testing his forbidden green goop pancake recipe for them.

All the goops are doing their own thing and it’s such a treat to look at each one!! They each appear to have their own personalities (or at least their own opinions on being part of Goop Mountian). Damian in the background totally nonplussed is amazing. Jason has learned to deal with it lmao, he’s still going to cook the pancakes whether he can see or not!!! Blue, Eyes, and R are my favorites!!

I imagine the next few seconds are:

Damian: Todd, do you require assistance?

Jason, buried under Goop Mountain: WHAT?

Think of it like when people release wildlife from carriers. It can take them a bit to realize they can leave the transport box. It is why some people get pit madness for less time than others. The blob ghost they have just notices quicker that they are not stuck.

Now Jason just has the very shit luck and his blob ghost is doing the equivlant of an angry cat hiding under the back of the carrier and snarling and swiping at anything that tries to get it out. No, it will stay in this mostly safe place it does not want to leave.

~ Later ~

Danny just stares at Redhood with growing concern on his face as the night wore on. He had never been to Gotham until Skulker teamed up with Walker to hunt down some criminals for sport. When they get a moment of calm he just turns to Redhood as the other Batfam watch.

"Do you want me to get them out?" Danny asks

"Get what out?" Redhood asks. Something about Danny had the pit grumbling.

"The blob ghost." Danny says.

"The what?" Redhood questions.

"They are little ghosts that naturally form. You got one stuck in you, might not realize they can just leave. They can't be comfortable there and Gotham has enough natural thin spots that they can get back to the realms on their own. Plus they seem to be letting off some really bad vibes that can't be that nice for you." Danny says gesturing at all of Redhood.

"Are you saying Redhood is being possessed by a blob ghost and it is making him angry?" Red Robin asks.

"Not possessed, it also is not quite overshadowing. This is hard to explain. Blob ghosts are not strong enough to overshadow. They can influence your emotions with their own though. It is more like how holding a fussy baby makes you act different. Like they are cranky and you are trying to comfort them while dealing with your own stuff or people trying to help but the stress can just give you a short fuse." Danny rambles out.

He is meet with a snort of laughter from Nightwing.

"A cranky baby." Robin whispers.

"Yeah. I don't know how long they have been there. They might be stuck if it has been longer than a couple days. Have you felt unusually emotionally volatile? Bouts of explosive emotion that are overblown for the trigger?" Danny asks. Completely missing how all of the bats have zeroed in on him.

"Would murderous blind rage count?" Redhood asks. A yawning hole feels like it is forming in him at the implication.

"Yeah, that would. Little guy must have been really scared or hurt to make you feel like that. It won't hurt them at all to get them out and they will feel way better to not be stuck in you." Danny responds.

"What about Redhood? Would there be any adverse effects on him?" Batman asks, after materializing from the shadows. He had booked it over to them the moment the conversation had turned towards a possible cure for the pit madness.

"Maybe? He might try to like hit me when the blob ghost realizes I can touch it and lashes out in fright." Danny answers. Then pauses in though before saying.

"Uh. It might be a bit like an adrenaline crash once they are free from him." Danny finished saying.

Is it fixed? No?

More ghosts!

Did I take way too long on this? Yes, yes I did.

could there have been more blob ghosts? Yes, yes there could have.

Cultists want to summon the Ghost King, the League pull up to stop them, failed summoning successfully and got Ghost Prince Danny.

With a twist.

The head cultist tells Danny what they want, but it's so pitiful that Danny just sits them down, each and every one of the cultists and explains that maybe it isn't the best idea to give your soul to an otherworldly entity just for that.

Then it somehow turns into therapy because Jesus Christ these people have been living some pretty shit lives, then Danny decides to pull some favors with Frostbite and the Yetis to get some of the cultists family members medical treatment for their Mother/Father/Siblings that they're too poor to pay for.

Other times he just kinda tries to get a few others to get more confidence after being drawn in by a few bad people against their will and try and give them ways to get out of said situation.

All hail the Great One.

Gothams Phandom summons their lord and savior to tell him of their accomplishments.

Phil has now more time to spend with is kids.

Robert and Alexander are now dating.

Annabeth got rid of her maybe cursed puppets and is changing the room into a small temple dedicated to her lord and savior Phantom.

Small Lilly is here to meet her mommas hero.

Cassie, a old woman with a bakery, dragged her long time customer Dr Freeze with her so she can introduce him to the RELIGION Phandom. Some non criminal friends wouldn't hurt him.

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They didn't expect Phantom show up bleeding green blood all over the floor. (if they did they definitely wouldn't have tried the summoning in the living room. The poor carpet)

They also didn't expect him to pass out and turn into a Wayne bite...

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The cultists heal him. During his stay with them Danny finds out that he is in a different dimension. (Its a reveal gone wrong fic (no vivisection) and Danny was just running from the Giw and his parents when he felt the summoning. He used it as a escape.)

Now they plan a second summoning ritual for his sisters.

@mutable-manifestation Siuxdjkdifjdhsjzdkxj😂😂

I was thinking more that, considering they're a self-formed cult based around this one child god, there was literally no way any one of them would be willing to be left out of supporting their little savior in his time of need. So, yeah, they're all the parents! ...Yeah, all of them. They're, like...married? (Yeah, that's close enough right?) (This is Gotham, you can tell them we're a cult, they're not going to judge) (Yeah, maybe, but they still might call CPS?? Can a cult have custody here??) (...Maybe?)

@desatu's tags. Yes. The warehouse is Key to the vision here. They constantly look like they're running a drug operation or some shady bs, but no. The only thing stashed there is their teenage god.

Cult1: ...Yeah! It's. It's like a hobby. It's enrichment! It's good for him!

Cult2: And you're not worried about, oh, I don't know, the electrical engineering at play here?? What if he hurts himself??

Cult1:

Cult1: I mean. He seems like he knows what he's doing?

Cult3: hey. Have we considered that our lord god is all powerful and probably can avoid hurting himself on this through application of his will and aptitude?

CultAll: *reassured muttering*

Danny: Hey, look at this! I made a ray gun! :)

CultAll: *Parental praise and support*

Cult2: let's sign him up for a shop class. I heard that at the public level it's basically supervillainy 102

Cult4: I mean. Does he even WANT to be a super villain?

Cult1: No, but he can do whatever he likes with an engineering background, right? Support his interests and all that

CultAll: *unison chanting* Support His Interests... Support His Interests... Support His Interests...

So, if Jason rolls up to the warehouse and slams the doors open like WHAT UP, NERDS, I'M GOING TO FUND YOUR WEIRD COMMUNITY THING, there's every reason for the cult to go ooookay...do you, um, would you like an audience with the lord god? About it?

And, being nosy, I can't imagine Jason turning down the opportunity to see this kid in person and make sure he's not being pushed around or anything. So yeah, sure. The cult disappears to put on their robes or whatever and the kid pops into the kitchen (different corner of the warehouse with a fridge in it) with like his robe half put on and half flying in the wind.

"So, uh," Danny tries, looking upwards, because this guy is tall and Danny's fourteen, "Do you have, like...personal problems?"

"So many." Jason can't really emphasize just one. "Anger's usually the worst of it. Why, got a cure-all or something in this joint?"

"Er," says Danny. "...No. Actually, this seems more like my sister's deal. Hold on. One minute."

And the kid god darts out, only to return by pushing his older sister in, giving her a thumbs up and leaving. The girl rolls her eyes and straightens upright. She asks him what's up.

...Jason tells her a very abbreviated version of what's up. Kid censored. He leaves the dying in there though, because whatever, it's a cult! They'll believe that stuff.

The girl. Frowns. "That's...that's super weird. Actually. Hold on."

Jason then proceeds to watch her take an abundance of greens out of the fridge, pull the world's jankiest homemade blender off of the floor, and make two portions of the healthiest smoothie he's ever had the misfortune of seeing in his life.

She pours two glasses. Jason drinks one, and she drinks the other. It tastes indistinguishable from grass. "Try to meditate on things that brought you joy in life tonight. You'll feel better if you have good memories."

...okay.

Jason pays $3000 for bogus services rendered, goes home, and resolves himself to sleeping in his crappy safehouse bed for the night like any other.

He dreams about his mom when she was sober. They were reading doctor Seuss books together. It's a memory so old...Jason doesn't think he was even talking at that age. He wakes up in the morning totally, entirely cured.

What the fuck. Wait. Does that mean the cult is actually onto something?

Danny: anger issues are more my older sister's purview, unless you mean that you want vengeance. That’s my younger sister's area.

Jason: Vengeance?

Danny: Alright, then. HEY DANI, WE GOT A VENGEANCE CASE!

Jason: That wasn't what I...

Dani: *scitters along the wall before turning her head 180 degrees to grin manicly at Danny and Jason* Tell me all about it.

Danny: Make sure to specify if you want the guy dead. Otherwise, she'll assume he isn't owed that mercy.

Jason: *stares*

Meanwhile? Danny eventually notices that Jason is revived, and has something nasty in there... Hmm. Blob boba tea it is!

Danny: So! While that's happening! Anything else you wanna talk about? Like, we try to offer space for people who need rehab, or finding funds for medical care and shit? Got anyone who needs help?

Jason sipping on the weird, but very tasty boba tea.....

Jason: I run some of the charities in crime alley. Can I get you to add them to your list. Often safer that the government programs.

Blob boba tea has clean ectoplasm (because he needs some) and Blob ghosts (to filter the nasty stuff already in there).

The blobs will work their magic cleaning all the grossness out of his system and then phase out of him when they're done.

Later that night, Jason is lying in bed, feeling oddly peaceful and content, when a cloud of little glowing green blobs flows out of his stomach, making cute little comforting noises. The cloud disperses. Most of the blobs fly away through the walls (off to chow down on the buildup of icky energy in Gotham). A couple stay with Jason, purring gently as they snuggle up to him (hoping he will either aquire more contamination or lead them to the source).

Jason decides that dealing with this is a tomorrow problem and falls asleep. When he wakes up, the blobs that stayed are still there. Apparently, it wasn't a dream.

...guess he's going to have another talk with cult leader kid.

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Blobs: *happy purr*

Just the blob ghost. 

Like, imagine if one of the Bats find these cute adorable little critters that seem to come in packs and mindlessly squeak and cuddle with them whenever they get close. Bats is obvisly pairnord but after a few days of Lazars Pit connections and seeing Jason visibly relax near the critters and saying how he felt calmer than ever the other batkids went crazy over them.

Damian tries to lure them home to keep them as pets and will always ‘protect them’. Jason is a blob ghost magnet and takes pleasure of just dropping in on some gang members who laugh at these seemingly harmless little blobs before he orders them to attack in glee. Dick loves to cuddle with them with Cass loving to play with them from hide-and-seek to simple peek-a-boo games. Tim just let them float around him and likes to poke them to see them giggle at times. Steph makes it her mission to get as many selfies as possible with them in weird random situations while Barbara seems to have little helpers who either nudge food at her or play around her computer set up with each other (Dick made them follow him to her place or op). 

Eventually Bruce just let it happens when he saw Alfred instructing the new “part-time staff” on how to cook shepherd’s pie. (and after a little comformation from Zatanna who said they are completely harmless) Soon after there would be at least one little blob ghost underneath batman’s cape.

Then one day the whole pack of blob ghost seem to be stress and worried, trying to nudge them to a direction as they seem very destressed about something. Eventually they do follow them only to find a corpus of a black haired and blue eye child. 

But let's not stop there. Combind this with the au where Lazerus pits are like a drug to ghosts. What do we get? That's right, blob ghosts that can get other ghosts high.

Loosely(?) inspired by Ghosts? As my therapy animals? More likely than you think. by @bamboozledeagle3 I like to imagine that the blob ghosts have the “affectionate gobelin cat energy”. Jason is in there somewhere and he has been testing his forbidden green goop pancake recipe for them.

The Lazarus Pit may have healed his amnesia, but ever since then he’s been seeing… things.

Shadowy figures flickering in the corners of his eyes. Sometimes when he looks in the mirror, for just a moment he can see his corpse staring back at him, wounds from the Joker’s crowbar still fresh. Then it’s back to normal.

Other times they’re more… persistent. Illusory corpses rest in places they have long been removed from. Or sometimes just pieces of them, often random splatters of blood. The blades he fight with become soaked in it, forever tainted red with the blood spilled on them. He takes to cleaning them relentlessly, never able to tell if there’s actually any grime left under all the red.

People were starting to worry. His men when he feverishly scrubbed his knives after every mission, even when they didn't need it. Civilians he rescued when he would narrow his eyes at an empty ally too long. Other bats when he stared at his gloved hands like he was searching for answers in the threads.

But what they all noticed? How *differently* he looked at weapons. Used weapons. His eyes shone in a way that made the others take a second glance- trying to see what they missed, what they overlooked that made their boss, the heroic Crime boss, their brother, their son, react that way.

But no one else saw it.

Jason never mentioned it, and other people just dismissed it as them being silly. Of course there's nothing there- what would be there? Jason was just a little odd, nothing more.

-Cue Jason sitting in his apartment with the curtains closed, and towels over all his mirrors using plastic cutlery and only mugs so he wouldn't see his reflection in anything-

After a patrol, Jason was doing his -now ushual- routine of washing his knives, scrubbing his boots, and changing his gloves so he could wash the other pair.

"Why does he do that?" A relativly new goon asked.

"I think he has OCD." Another replied.

"Eh, whatever. dosnt really matter." A third goon glanced out the window of the warehouse base they had set up. Nightwing. Oh, crap. Nightwing was outside.

"Hey, boss? One of your viglantie buddies is outside."

Jason looked up, glancing down at his knives. He had washed them a few times, and the water was...

He squinted his eyes.

...Clear. Good enough.

He holstered his knives, and turned around to face his men, who were doing basic matinace of their own weapons, and patching themselves up.

"Which one?" Jason asked.

"Nightwing."

He sighed in response. "Allright. Dont wait up for me, go home when you're done."

He got a series of "yes, sir."'s and "yes, boss."'s from his guys as he climbed out of one of the high up wearhouse windows.

He pulled himself onto the roof of his warehouse and looked around, quickly spotting the viglantie.

"Jaybird!" Came a familiar voice. Jason hopped onto the building the blue-clad vigilante was standing on.

"What do you want?" Jason asked, cutting right to business. He didn't get visits without reasons.

"I came to check up on you. You haven't been very active the the Batchat lately."

"I'm never active unless it involves me."

"I know, but... you seem off."

Jason rolled his eyes. RIght. Of course he did. He was going insane and hallucnating. But he couldn't just tell him that.

"Well, I'm fine."

"You've been acting weird, and we all know it. I would've said something earlier but I thought you would want me to stay out of it. But it's been 3 months. What's up?"

Jason's eyes lowered to a small puddle of rainwater on the roof. A dead, bloody, pale, beat-up teenager stared back at him with glossy eyes.

"Jaybird?" His brother asked, concern laced in his voice.

"It's nothing. Get you're nose out of my business." He snapped, anger sudden but not new.

"...let me drop you home at least?"

Jason huffed. Of course he wanted to drop him home.

"Yeah, fine- not. No." He had almost forgotten about his apartment. Dick couldn't see it. He would call him crazy. Maybe he was crazy, but that wasn't the point. He'll just play it off as being scarcastic.

"Of CoUrSe YoU cAn CoMe To My hOuSe WiTh Me"

He watched dicks eyebrows furrow. Maybe this was too much?

"...I'm coming back with you, Jaybird."

"No. You're not. You need to respect my privacy." Shit

"I've been to your apartment before, I already know where you live."

"So? If I don't want you to come over, you need to respect my decisions."

"Jay- that's not-"

"I don't care, and I don't want your excuses. Go home, Dick."

The vigilante frowned at the crime boss. But they both left separate ways.

~~~~~~~

When Dick got back to the cave, he found 2 of his brothers and his father waiting for him.

"How'd it go?" Tim asked.

"Why is Todd acting oddly?"

"It went... poorly. And I don't know. He wouldn't even let me take him home. And he had... a weird look in his eyes."

"Does Todd not wear a helmet?" Damian countered.

"Yes, but... I could sort of... feel it? His eyes wandered more than usual."

Tim nodded. "I get it."

Damian rolled his eyes. "I do not."

"He was defensive of his apartment... I think he's hiding something there." Dick mentioned, a little hesitantly.

They all exchanged glances.

"You three can NOT break into your brother's apartment when he's acting strangely. Especially if he doesn't want you there. It's his safe space- we can't ruin that for him." Bruce warned.

~~~~~

Dick pulled the window open, pushing past the curtains covering it. They couldn't see into the apartment at all; there were curtains at every window. Which only added to their suspicion.

"I'm convinced there's something here. You check the bedroom, I'll check the kitchen." Dick nodded at times words, heading towards the bedroom.

The windows were predictably covered, but what he didn't expect, was his mirror to be covered as well. Why would he cover the mirror?

Digging around a little more, he didn't find much out of the ordinary. Books neatly on shelves, a mug left on his nightstand, and several hidden guns.

He moved on to the bathroom. The mirror was also covered with a towel. Beyond that, there was an oddly high amount of cleaning products. He recognised them as batmans go-to for cleaning off blood. That... is probably not good. The bottles were almost empty, and the whole room reeked of chemical cleanliness. It made Dick's nose wrinkle.

He checked the under-the-sink cabinet. There were more bottles. More than Dick would keep stocked to last him a year and a half. He frowned, and exited the bathroom to meet Tim in the living room.

"...What did you find?" Tim asked.

"His mirrors are covered, and he has talked up a... deep cleaning habit. His bathroom smells strongly of chemicals and he has way too many bottles of cleaner."

Tim hummed. "He doesn't have any metal or glass in the kitchen. He only has mugs and reusable plastic utensils- like what young kids would use. He even has plastic, but thee weird, painted kitchen knives."

"Why did he make thee changes? What do all of those things have in common?" Dick asked.

"Well, the windows, cups, and mirrors are all made of glass. Not sure about the plastic cutlery..."

"Those are all reflective," Dick provided.

"Yeah... and metals spoons and such too. But what about the chemicals?"

They thought on it for a few moments.

"It could be not related? Like, it could be something else."

"Maybe. And... you said that his eyes were wandering? Do you know what he could have been looking at?"

"There was.... a puddle on the ground."

​yeah that ectoplasmic residue thing was my original idea! The shadows in the corners of his visions would be brief glimpses of the weak ghosts/shades of Gotham, and the corpse-y stuff would be caused by his mind’s interpretation of the ectoplasmic stains left by deaths.

Though guilt and other nonmagical mental health issues can absolutely factor into it too ofc!! His issues can be multifaceted!

He could be seeing Danny's lichtenberg scars covered body that actively glowing covered in ectoplasm, his ghostly eldritch ghost king form or both all together.

That would be the bricking point for Jason's consciousness right there and than as he passes out.

Meanwhile, Danny was looking for a baby ghostling named Jason Peter Todd or Robin, who got misplaced in the infinite realms due to flying off an escape attempted after one of the ghosts tries to led him to get check out only to get sucked into a nasty taint ectoplasm that should've been closed off for the blob ghosts to filtered out.

Now Danny following the ghostly trail leading to another case of an escaped artist known the revenant Ra Al Gual, who couldn't maintain his own ectoplasm pools and is ruining them by dumping dead bodies into them.

After beating said Ra Al Gual and leading walker take him to prison along with forced self-healing, ignoring the panic assassins who believed Ra Al Gual died, Danny continued to follow the ghostly core trail into the cursed self cannibalistic Spirit domain Gotham city which was another cans of worms he didn't want to get into.

Thankfully, he has his emergency dozen potent ectoplasm snacks in his chest, considering he didn't want to be on Gotham City's next all you can eat buffet.

Also, it's not just humans who don't want them in their homes. Most ghosts also don't like them in their lairs/haunts. And often react much the same way humans might react to a bat.

(Are ghost rabies a thing? I'm gonna say ghost rabies is a thing.) After all, while the blobs themselves might have developed immunity to most ecto-contagions they definitely come into contact with due to their ecological role, the ghosts whose homes they've entered very much are not. And while not every blob is infected with something, in fact most aren't because their bodies destroy those contagions pretty quickly after consumption, any blob could be. So there is a health risk from blob bites.

There's also a hygiene thing to it. Ghosts usually clean up the stale ecto around their homes and dump it somewhere more remote for the blobs to feast. So having blobs in your lair/haunt might cause others and/or yourself to wonder how well you're cleaning that the blobs even want to come in. (Even th0ough a lot of times it really is just total coincidence of a bumbling blob.

Anyway, enter Danny. Who didn't get the full run down on ghost culture until much later after becoming a ghost. Whose first and primary opinion of the blobs is that they are just cute little guys. Much nicer than the assholes coming out of the portal constantly ready to throw down for no reason.

Where other ghosts are at least a little freaked out being in close proximity to them (and humans are generally a lot freaked out by ghosts over all), Danny is just absolutely unfazed and even a bit enamored by them.

Blobs in Wayne Manor! Just, so many blobs. Damian hadn't seen them before but like a muscle you didn't know you had, he's able to train his eyes (soul?) to focus in on them.

So technically Damian grew up around the blobs, hence why he has an easier time learning how to see them. Back in the League, they were just always there, on the very periphery of his senses. It's one of the things that made coming to Gotham so difficult for him. Something was missing, sensory input he hadn't realized he was getting suddenly vanished, but he couldn't tell what it was. Made him all sorts of anxious, unsettled, and paranoid.

There was a moment, coming back to the infested manor, that briefly felt like coming home.

Then Danny comes in, realizes the kid is subconsciously aware of the blobs, and gives him a gentle nudge to bring that subconscious awareness up to conscious awareness.

He got dunked in a pit where they feed so it was kind of inevitable. He doesn’t know that’s what the Pit Rage is.

Ra’s al Ghul also has ghost rabies, he’s just used to controlling the emotional outbursts because he’s had it for literal centuries.

So I know it's usually a joke in media (and as always, if that's what someone would rather do here, far be it from me to discourage), but in the real world rabies is a terrifying illness with practically a 100% mortality rate after presenting symptoms. If memory serves, even the post-exposure prophylaxis treatment is an absolutely miserable experience of rounds of shots that hurt like a bitch and have a strong chance to make you very sick as well because the virus is that damn bad.

Vaccines may have slashed infections to fractions of their historic numbers, but there's a reason feral animal populations used to be such a big deal. A rabid animal among a human population center used to be a local plague waiting to happen. An animal behaving strangely used to be grounds for rounding all the kids up inside and calling the authorities to either catch or kill it. Dog catchers were basically public sanitation workers.

This to say, if we're calling it ghost rabies, I think it needs to be on that same level of severity. We can stretch it out over a much longer life(death?)span to explain why Ra's and Jason aren't already dead. Or perhaps the fact that they are still alive keeps them limping along when they should have long since ended/faded/shattered/whatever Dead Ghost lore you wanna use. Maybe do a bit of tweaking with ghost medicine if you wanna give either of them a chance of pulling through after treatment. (Or go full angst and go the "give him as comfortable a death as possible" route.)

However it is, if we're gonna give them "ghost rabies", I think we should lean into the severity of it. Make it bad. Make it grim. It's not a joke, it's rabies.

Make Damian all subdued as he pulls Bruce aside to deliver the news. "Todd might have ghost rabies. Ghostly or not, rabies is still rabies; and if it is, he is already symptomatic. Father, he needs treatment, but even with it..."

Danny has already gone off to inform the Yeti's of not one, but 2 potential cases of ghost rabies in undead humans. Cause Danny is a Blob Relocator, not a Healer. He knows to pass this off to some actual doctors.

Ooookay, Danny has moved to Gotham for <insert reason here> and is faced with a problem. Yes, Gotham has higher levels of ambient ectoplasm than your average city, but it's nowhere near those of Amity Park who has a goddamn artificial hell mouth smack in the center of it. Also, the ectoplasm which IS there is contaminated with some nasty shit that makes Danny feel ill when he takes too much of it in. Having his friends back in Amity Park ship him flasks of pure ecto on the sly is difficult to say the least, so he starts thinking about ways to both concentrate and purify Gotham's ecto so he's not one shipment interruption from being in really bad shape.

He get's his solution from Sam. On his bi-weekly video call with her and Tucker, she gets to ranting about bee conservation. Tucker makes a joking comment about honey being basically bee vomit, and Sam tears into him saying "That is a gross oversimplification at best and outright bee-slander at worst!" This perks Danny's curiosity, so he looks up the biological process by which bees turn nectar into honey...and he's found his answer. Blob ghosts are basically the filter feeders of the Ghost Zone/Infinite Realms. If he can get a bunch of them to behave kinda like honey bees, his ecto supply should be assured.

It works...a bit too well...

Now Danny has a swarm of glowing green honey bees that are roughly the size of carpenter bees buzzing happily about him. Their queen is roughly the size of a large hummingbird. He heaves a weary sigh and starts looking up how to ACTUALLY keep bees and making skips out of ghost-friendly material for them to build their hive in on top of his apartment building.

But, won't Danny get complaints from his neighbors? Here's the kicker. Unless you are a 1) ghost, 2) halfa, 3) wearing specialized Fenton Ecto-Visual Goggles or 4) a mage, you cannot see, hear or feel the bees! They're buzzing around Gotham happily, slurping up the ecto to take back to the hive for processing. And they slurp it up from EVERYWHERE...including certain people.

So here’s Danny who has semi-accidentally made ghost honeybees. When Sam tells him of this little tradition, he’s not going to take any chances. So, when he goes to harvest the clean ecto or even just check to make sure the hive is ok, he starts telling his little bee buddies about major happenings in the apartment building he’s in. The bees respond with excitement to this, so Danny branches out to local gossip from the neighborhood and even stories from Gotham’s various news sources.

Ooookay, Danny has moved to Gotham for <insert reason here> and is faced with a problem. Yes, Gotham has higher levels of ambient ectoplasm than your average city, but it's nowhere near those of Amity Park who has a goddamn artificial hell mouth smack in the center of it. Also, the ectoplasm which IS there is contaminated with some nasty shit that makes Danny feel ill when he takes too much of it in. Having his friends back in Amity Park ship him flasks of pure ecto on the sly is difficult to say the least, so he starts thinking about ways to both concentrate and purify Gotham's ecto so he's not one shipment interruption from being in really bad shape.

He get's his solution from Sam. On his bi-weekly video call with her and Tucker, she gets to ranting about bee conservation. Tucker makes a joking comment about honey being basically bee vomit, and Sam tears into him saying "That is a gross oversimplification at best and outright bee-slander at worst!" This perks Danny's curiosity, so he looks up the biological process by which bees turn nectar into honey...and he's found his answer. Blob ghosts are basically the filter feeders of the Ghost Zone/Infinite Realms. If he can get a bunch of them to behave kinda like honey bees, his ecto supply should be assured.

It works...a bit too well...

Now Danny has a swarm of glowing green honey bees that are roughly the size of carpenter bees buzzing happily about him. Their queen is roughly the size of a large hummingbird. He heaves a weary sigh and starts looking up how to ACTUALLY keep bees and making skips out of ghost-friendly material for them to build their hive in on top of his apartment building.

But, won't Danny get complaints from his neighbors? Here's the kicker. Unless you are a 1) ghost, 2) halfa, 3) wearing specialized Fenton Ecto-Visual Goggles or 4) a mage, you cannot see, hear or feel the bees! They're buzzing around Gotham happily, slurping up the ecto to take back to the hive for processing. And they slurp it up from EVERYWHERE...including certain people.

(The fact that the reason Jason has them now and they don’t just means that they had much less Lazarus Water and were siphoned off quickly…well they’re not gonna contemplate that for now.)

Do they try to hit up Zatanna up for a spell or magical trinket? Or does Tim find the FentonWorks online store and order a rush delivery of those goggles?

My nerdy little brain pictures the beeswax the blob bees are making from their collective ectoplasm to be a very light yellowish-green in color which sets it at stark contrast to the darker greens of the "honey". If Danny ever has need/desire to replace the combs, I have to wonder what properties that wax would have. Could you make it into candles and have them burn? What would the light of such a candle illuminate? If JLD continues to have a good relationship with Danny, I can see him supplying them with some unique and interesting spell components.

Everyone is very confused.

The aliens are getting angry and impatient and not willing to answer questions. No one knows why they think Daniel Fenton is the "Protector of the Earth", except perhaps Daniel Fenton himself, who looks very embarrassed.

John Stewart picks him up and forces him to the WatchTower, so they can put an earpiece in his ear and instruct him on how to be a diplomat.

They have Fenton all set up, in front of the giant screen broadcasting his face to not only the aliens, but all of Earth.

Except.

The aliens are chattering amongst each other in their own language, and Fenton goes from looking nervous to looking pissed.

"Oh that's real fucking rich coming from a bitchass pussy that looks like three day old dog shit, come at me you stupid motherfu-"

Three things happen.

First, Flash snaps himself out of his stupor and slaps a hand over Fenton's mouth.

Second, Fenton's parents, who were waiting outside of the room, immediately start shouting at him about his language and how grounded he is.

Third, the aliens are bothering their translator, who is refusing to translate.

They have no idea how Fenton speaks the alien's language, and given that he's actually struggling and escaping bit by bit, clearly using powers they hadn't been aware of previously, they're starting to think it might be a Young Justice situation.

A teen hero capable of going to other planets, who somehow made one of them think he was Earth's Protector, and who's parents have no idea.

Shit.

Danny is the Great One but for language barrier purposes is translated into The Protector.

These guys? Are pissed they can’t do trade Regarding earth delicacies as a result of the ghosts having ‘united under one leader’ (they didn’t, but they half listen to Danny via beat their ass and sends them back when they break the local laws or start shit for the lolz).

Danny, as a part ghost, gets to understand the intent of all languages and since he’s got an obsession including space, engineering and acceptance? Can comprehend a Lot of non-earth languages despite not speaking them (yet! He’s learning kryptonian and some martian to start).

So Danny?

Hears his mom Dragged by these ghosts.

He’s fourteen.

He does love his mom.

That? That is Not Flying.

So he responds. In graphic rage-related swearing that you physically cannot do in Amity Park thanks to a wish no one worked out how to undo, as it predates the portal.

And sure, flash can slap a hand on his mother and try to pull him aside.

But Danny? Snaps “one of us knows what the shit they just called my mom and said would have been better if they did to her and suggested to do, and it sure as shit ain’t you!”

This makes it hit Flash that 1) Danny can understand the aliens 2) aliens directly said a number of inappropriate things about Danny’s Mom, who had to get him to agree to this when the kid didnt like it as ‘something’s off Mom’ and 3)… he’s not sure how long he can get the others to look away to let the kid get his licks in

Also, if Martian Manhunter is there and can’t quite read Danny’s surface thoughts like he can most people, and asks Danny for permission to see what they said from his perspective and gets the translation?

He’s not opposed to foul linguistic response either… and finds out Danny’s Title ‘Great One’ is being used for his help with varied inter-dimensional threats from a ‘Ghost Zone’ that gave him the title and that he helps out internationally at times but mostly sticks to the US as other areas have better supernatural blocking mechanisms for the ghost zone denizens.

Now we get ContextTM for JL, Flash and MM doing a game of trying to talk an (rightfully) enraged teen down while the Translator won’t answer the alien’s questions as Yikes.

Danny demands the translator inform them he can understand what they’re saying ‘crystal fucking clear!’ And hasnt worked out the vocal mimicry aspect yet.

Translator has a ‘shit.’ moment.

Danny manages to write in IN the alien’s language (formal, informal, Ancient and Modern for good measure’) and the aliens realize the Great One can understand them.

Fuck.

Tim pays danny and absurd salary to work in WE coffee place because he's the only one willing to make Tim's coffee because every time he does he faces reckless endangerment charges because of how strong the coffee is and no one else is willing to risk it.

Danny takes his coffee the same way but with a shot of ecto, which is fine until Tim sees Danny put the green!water into his coffee. Tim, being the most rational bat, doesn't freak out and kidnaps Danny for where he got Lazurus water and just asks his.

Danny explains that his parents are one scientists of the "only not a rouge on a technicality" variety and have been synthesizing this shit since before he was born, and that while it's the single best energy booster on the planet its also poison to humans, which Danny says he isn't quite sure he is anymore.

Tim's eyes light up at the "single best energy booster on the planet part" and asks for some, completely disregarding the poison aspect.

Danny says fuck it, but Tim is going to have to build up a tolerance over time, so a single small spirt of ecto once a day to start.

A few months to a year later Tim sends one of his siblings, preferably Damian, to get his coffee from Danny, and then proceeds to freak the fuck out when he watches Danny put Lazurus Water in Tim's drink.

Damien is not the most rational bat.

Tim never does get that coffee.

So for fun?

A pissed off Red Huntress storms Wayne Manor and demands they return the endangered species they kidnapped (referring to Danny) and when trying to deny, she asks why the fuck they stole a halfa from his preferred obsession during mandatory time, and that the boo-merang tracks his ass. It also clobbered into two batfam members (i say Cass doing stretches and Jason on his way to the library).

Bruce is stuck with a pissed off Small Town Hellmouth Maintaining Hero ready to rock his family’s shit for trafficking an endangered species of ecto-entity. One that was born human and made liminal via Government Sanctioned Experiments and is now a literal bridge between worlds.

A teen who wants to make coffee (current fixation, and a mild part of his ghostly obsession with cultures branched into drinks (food reanimation truama limits it to drinks) and helps Tim with R&D on engineering projects.

Damian is informed afterwards he broke a treaty between the UN and the Pathways of the Afterlife and varied planes of existence.

Danny just stays behind Val once it’s confirmed he is not going to be randomly dissected. Again.

Val escorts him back to his job before handing off the Legal Lecture to an Observant.

Said observant admits they’ve tried assassinating Danny countless times as “his species is a blight” but are now stuck legally explaining why you cannot capture a free roaming Halfa, or kill them before their determined expiration date.

Damian is mortified. Especially upon learning Danny can help liminal adjacent individuals (like Tim) become liminal and manage any prior curses on them (which the increasing ecto shots do).

Tim gets a new coffee and finds out his little brother is being lectured by a branch of the Undead Multiverse’s government for removing Danny from his preferred environment against his will.

Tim makes sure Danny is given a hefty raise for his trouble and bribes Danny to forgive Damian’s presumption of ‘this man is poisoning my brother’ by offering to have Danny help him piss off Luthor and Vlad in business meetings.

Largely by doing coffee drop offs, making drinks loudly in the background and even letting him interrupt a meeting with Vlad and revealing Danny as Tim’s “coffee assistant and engineering partner”.

Danny is Thriving Again. Tim is harassing billionaires, his favorite activity.

Damian is reminded to TELL people about presumed poisonings rather than kidnap the person.

Val now has Beef with Batfam and very obviously is loyal to Danny over them. Batman is not allowed to talk to her during joint JL and JLD missions.

She will just scream in ghostspeak on the comms and short non JLD ones if he tries as “nope. You taught you son to kidnap an endangered species of ecto and my favorite ex. Fuck off.”

The reminder Damian had kidnapped Red’s ex who she broke up to keep SAFE from her enemies only to have him be assaulted years later by an ally was…

It was not good.

Danny is glad to see Val more! Tim is plotting the two’s dating life and expects to be on Danny’s side at the wedding.

Tam has decided to ignore Tim’s decision to pre-plan Danny’s dating life and discusses the BS of having dated another hero with Val, the BS that is secret identities, and also how do you not get a headache from the suit with your hair?

Justice league, Dark Justice stood in a very, very large courtroom in the infinite realm.

The Young Justice and Teen Titans were in the front row seat with the Ghostly audience and as witnesses.

The court was in session for the Justice League and Dark Justice crime of Neglection and abuse of a Revenant close to collapsing due to a serious infestation of heavy tainted ectoplasm also known as Jason Todd also known as Red hood.

Jason, after he had gotten the proper care and cleansing blob ghosts weeks before to manifested shift in a proper halfa state sat on the other court side.

In ghost form, sat a 18 years old jason todd, in a reversed color palette robin suit that hasn't been seen since that very night.

The judge was a little boy with glowing white hair, neon green eyes with a DP hazmat suit, the court session being written by a modern looking pharaoh, the security were a lady who was similar to poison ivy except with black and purple hair and purple eyes with a giant glowing green dog.

The lawyer on Jason side was Jazz Fenton, and on the Justice League side was Dinah Lance.

Have it move to jason in the IR with The Unstoppable Mail Man helping escort him to the emergency room as a package. Kitty and Johnny run off to tattle to the IR Legal Systems about being attacked by another liminal for saving a dying corrupted halfa.

Dani is there helping get items she liberated from ‘haunt stealing mortals’ to get them to their proper homes in the realms. She has negative issues asking if any other groups knew about it and asks for a formal investigation to be launched into that particular dimension and timeline’s treatment of the halfa and the relationship between the Aggressive Liminal.

The findings are public record, and Dani keeps seeing Vlad Assumed Hero with everything she learns about this Bruce/Batman and how no one holds him accountable for what he does to his various liminal kids and clear lack of emotional boundaries—something deeply dangerous for liminals and halfas.

While Danny will be the judge, Dani makes a point to sit with Jason and bond with him as she’s been in his shoes. Someone who you think is good doesn’t see you as who you are, but who they want you to be and will do anything to force you into that mold, or have you die trying to force you into that mold.

Jason and Dani? Have a strange mentorship where Dani is mentoring Jason. He’s Her frightmate. Johnny, Kitty and Shadow have gained extended frightmate rights and also visit, helping stabilize the revenant-wraith-Justice-For-Ignored/ForgottenVictims-Seeker’s core bonds by being there as the rotting one to Bruce is surgically removed for Jason’s health.

There are debates over what to do with his other living frightmates—many who read as victims of Bruce’s emotional dependence on them since their childhood.

Those charges are to be handled later, especially the youngest born liminal with a child-brother-protection bond to Jason.

Meanwhile Danny is informed there’s a crime against a halfa and as the ‘head of the halfa clan’ he is expected to judge it. He is not allowed to know anything about the case until investigation and charges are settled on.

Sam volunteers to play security with Cujo for emotional support.

Tucker calls dibs on court scribe in part as he likes that job (he is letting on his babies do the work) and because he knows Danny will need him grounding him directly should these asshats try something.

Jazz is informed it is either her or another liminal allowed to take on the case. She meets with Jason and sees too much of the Dannies to not agree once he’s told what happened to him are Major Crimes in the IR and the trial is unavoidable. A failure to press charges in a trial would mean that halfas are the lesser beings that a chunk of the IR loves to throw back at the Dannies. That they will become like Vlad—a man driven by his own obsession to the point of trying to destroy the world when the object of his affections rejected him, as did the child of hers he deemed ‘perfect step child material’.

Do we want the Eyeballs Brigade to do that (lost a bet with Danny and now have to do court summons) or Legal System Ghosts just showing up at each JL member’s personal hq and just Serving Them In Uniform (not publicly in most cases. Possibly in Supes and Batman’s case as preventing avenging an unjust death is IR taboo that Supes broke when he stopped bats from killing joker way back when for Jason… and Bruce reviving his son’s killer and the ‘depends on how you read that panel but Jason was severely injured either by neck, shoulder or too-close-to-heart batarang’ incident results in A Grudge Against Bats pre-neglect… as a lot of versions of the guy do save Joker from a Justified Death by the IR citizens’ logic and collective comprehension of Mortal Affairs).

… do we want Boston Ghost and Constantine serving the summons, with the JL doing a ‘is this a joke or not’ debate until they find themselves portal summoned for the case?

How do the bat kids (include the girls and duke my guys) react to this? Are they all present or only some? (Who’s a liminal witness vs showed up to see it go down, and on whose side are they for the proceedings?)

How accountable is Bruce and the JL by virtue of being in enough proximity of Magic Users to learn about liminality and needs there of, and how much of what happened is just ‘bad fit for parent and child?’

Fright crimes are like a Big Deal to the IR as frightmates share corebonds.

Can bruce even do that properly given he lacks a psuedo-core and by non-liminal standards he is prone to severe emotional co-dependency and dependency for his own emotional regulation? (See dick Eldest Daughter Coded and Tim as the Emotional Support Child)

Hell, you can even poke the bear of ‘jason was not brought in by Bruce Wayne like Dick was, but by Batman and him genuinely believing before his death that him being benched from Robin for killing a man that deserved it WHEN JASON JUST SPOOKED HIM IN THE CONFRONTATION AND THE MAN LEGIT FELL OUT THE WINDOW HIMSELF equaled severe inability to adequately explain what Jason’s ‘role’ was in relation to Bruce… especially as Jason knew Batman first and foremost; not Bruce Wayne… so having Robin taken away was the equivalent of being thrown out of the family on Jason’s end and he had no substantial proof Bruce cared about him outside of his role as Robin—just that Jason’s preference to be a kid over vigilante was noted and allowed (skipped patrols for homework and was allowed to).’ Bear as well…

So bruce and JL get to find out on jason’s street rat side of everything he was to help protect gotham and watch Batman’s six in exchange for a home and family, and failure to do the above meant abandonment.

If you want a knife twist, jazz can even highlight this as a pattern that began with Jason and point out Tim’s prior statements as Robin include him identifying as Batman’s robin, not a son. Extend this to Stephanie’s robinhood for a few months in a bid to make Tim return? And add on how Damian believed he will not have a place unless he was Robin in Bruce’s family and its a shitshow on Bruce’s part of the case.

JL are there on neglect charges as those that remove children from such homes and for not intervening as ‘Bat Business’ resulted in Jason not getting the help he needed from the Undead and Magic communities that could have helped him heal from the corruption and manifest his own ghost form proper. (despite him becoming the bearer of the all blades, he was not given any such support as One of Batman’s Rogues to One of Batman’s Anti-Hero Vigilantes.)

Just, there is Room To Play.

And reminder, neglect is a form of abuse, and in this Bruce would be getting the brunt of the charges as Jason’s legal Guardian. (Canary’s case points i’m not sure of yet).