PlutoCat

I’ll see you tomorrow 🥰

(On Hiatus for the rest of the month while I work on other things)

Soon after Danny takes two of the failed clones into his body his parents let Vlad take him to a Gala in Gotham. When the Bats clock that he is pregnant they work to get him away from Vlad, find out how and why this happened to him, and fix it.

Danny is just relieved to finally have some adults on his side, and be able to relax and focus on himself and the babies.

Part 1 - Gala and discovery

Part 2 - confronting Vlad and calling The Guy

part 3 - Research and meeting Zatana

part 4 - Raiding Amity

part 5 - Jazz and Danny reunite

part 6 - Jazz's power point

part 7- Damian and Danny bond and Jason comes back

Part 8- Jason meets Jazz

Part 9- Jason meets Danny (finally)

Part 10- Danny calls his friends

Part 11- First date (part 1)

part 12- first date (part 2)

Part 13- Danny's doctors appointment

Part 14- Jason and Danny go camping

Part 15- Vlad crashes the party

Part 16- Frostbite comes to give various check ups

Part 17 - meeting the Justice League

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(Inspired by https://archiveofourown.org/works/63013747?view_adult=true )

Danny moved to Gotham with his sister after their parents disowned Danny but decided to help him financially so he went to Gotham with his sister who was attending Gotham university.

He got into Gotham academy with a scholarship and after looking around the place decided not to be the same loser boy he was in Amity park. He wanted to be the chill dude that students would just nod at and continue with their day.

He decided to become friends with the Gotham academy nerds and losers and teach them many things. Such as to curse people in the most creative way possible. One example being Danny teaching them to insult someone by calling them ketchup pickle or something else to get them confused.

Eventually they stopped using curse words entirely deciding to express frustration through graphic descriptions of weird things. Danny was proud of himself for that

He talked to his classmates and he actually got along with them! The rogue attacks weren't as bad either. When scarecrow attacked he just simply snuck behind him and knocked him out with a bat he found.

Really he didn't understand how these guys were a threat.

On a more positive note he and Jazz sometimes went shopping on weekends and he started getting a glow up through the tips he learned online. Yeah life was chill the ghost attacks are being handled by Sam and Tucker well he's getting his life together and started getting good grades again!

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Gotham academy was not prepared for the absolute wrecking ball that was Daniel Jackson Nightingale.

That is what the students of Gotham academy would say.

Daniel at first glance seemed like an ordinary boy who barely got into Gotham academy. Everyone expected him to run away at the end of the week except he didn't.

The first week he didn't even care he just walked around talked to everyone became friends with a nerds and was acing his classes. It's a second week that got interesting. All of a sudden the nerds who got bullied started standing up for themselves and insult people in unique ways.

One of the top students after getting scolded by the teacher again for not trying hard enough snapped and called her a caterpillar who would never know the sky as a radiant butterfly.

They started standing up for themselves and admittedly... Destroying the staff with their own rules and knowledge to the point of starting a rebellion when the teachers tried to retaliate. When the school board asked where they learned that from they just pointed at Danny who was sipping from his juice box while talking to some classmates.

Then a rogue attack happened. While everyone was screaming and running for their lives Daniel just took one look at the rogue snuck up on him and knocked him out and continued with his day like nothing happened.

He started making jokes about nothing beating Amity park to which students were progressively getting more concerned after even more rogue attacks one of them being led by the Joker only for them to be dismantled by Daniel.

At one point two rogues cried hugging Daniel as they poured out their life story. What does Daniel do? Fix their problems. Mr freezes wife gets cured. The Riddler has a TV show with people participating to solve riddles or escape rooms. No one knows how he did it.

He even started correcting teachers and even going out of school for a week to get proof that hes correct. Danny found a skeleton belonging to the empress of an empire that doesn't exist anymore. He even started talking about god's liking knew them personally. At this point it became a game to see how many things Daniel would uncover to prove his point.

Daniel dragged DAMIEN WAYNE to the cafeteria got him food shoved him some vegetarian milkshake got back to class patted his head and said don't be cranky anymore. He literally scruffed Damien and he went limp as he got him to sit with his friends. He looks like hes questioning his existence which to be fair they don't blame him for that.

But there's a few things for certain they are never going to the place called Amity park and Daniel is a deity reborn. Their own urban legend.

like Mr I-Made-A-Fake-Uncle-To-Avoid-Adoption-Drake would 100% absolutely DETEST the idea of being sick around Bruce. the fatherly overprotectiveness? immediate benches from patrol? the awkward hovering and constant attempts at shoving lemon and honey down his throat? not a CHANCE. so i imagine upon getting sick enough that not even Tim can ignore and grind through it, his instant response to avoid such dilemmas is to just down bottles of cold medication and ‘go into hiding’.

issue is, a deliriously-high-on-cold-meds Timothy Drake is also, embarrassingly, way less able to hide how much of a Robin fanboy he is. and HIS Robin? the one he so desperately wanted to be like? the one he spent most of his pre-teen years watching with stars in his eyes? the one and only Red Hood.

it also doesn’t help that in his cold-and-medication-addled mind, the fucking Red Hood’s territory is the PERFECT place to hide from Batman. never mind the fact that Hood actively tried to kill him multiple times over the past few months, all little Timmy recognises in his state is that Crime Alley is the one boundary that Batman currently actually follows, because not even he’s stupid enough to poke THAT hornet nest, not when he can’t even figure out the guy’s identity.

this all culminates into Red Hood coming across a sick out of his mind, slightly hallucinating, majorly dehydrated and sleep deprived civilian Replacement just kinda. hunkered down in one of his local alley ways. and Jason is just like what in the goddamn fuck-

he figures out after a few minutes that no, Tim isn’t gassed or being hunted by a trafficking ring, he just has the flu and is a major fucking idiot who is hiding from Bruce. this, Jason thinks, is slightly funny. killing the kid doesn’t seem as necessary once it turns out the kid also absolutely does not want anything to do with Bruce, and it brings the whole revelation that actually maybe the Replacement really is doing the whole Robin thing begrudgingly rather than out of spite to Jason himself. there’s also the fact that if this little idiot keeps vomiting in Crime Alley streets completely publicly then eventually Bruce or Dick are going to catch wind of it and Jesus Christ that would probably start a whole turf war of miscommunication and false accusations that he does NOT want to deal with it.

the switch from enemy to caretaker happens in stages. they are as follows:

1: Jason decides to let Tim hide in an old safe house nearby until he’s well enough to piss the fuck off. Tim is off his face and isn’t even aware he’s alive, so he doesn’t really care if he gets taken to a secondary location.

2: upon bringing Tim into the apartment, Jason removes his helmet because if he’s being totally honest he stopped actively trying to hide his identity a couple weeks back, and he was like 30% running under the assumption that the bats knew already and THAT was why Bruce had specific beef with him. you know, not because of the murder or attempts on Robin’s life. because why would that matter?

3: Stalker Extraordinaire Tim Drake proves once again he is a fucking nerd by being so sick that he doesn’t recognise anything around him- until Jason’s face flashes in his eye line. at which point he instantly clocks his favourite Robin and starts deliriously fanboying and freaking the fuck out, in turn genuinely freaking Jason the fuck out too. he then runs himself ragged and passes out on Jason’s bathroom floor.

4: Jason decides this is not his problem and leaves him there.

5: five minutes later he returns, slightly guilty, to fold one towel under Tim’s head and drape another over his body. because those bathroom tiles are cold and the child is shivering. he leaves again, locking the apartment door and determining not to go back.

6: he returns 20 minutes later with the ingredients for chicken soup. he tells himself it is the ONLY nice thing he will do for the kid, as an apology for misreading Tim’s level of wanting to be Robin, and that he’d just cook some and leave it on the counter for whenever Tim wakes up.

7: Tim wakes up in Jason’s bed wrapped in blankets while Jason forces a thermometer in his mouth and tells him he needs to drink more fluids. he is confused. he honestly still thinks he’s hallucinating. he goes with it.

8: by the time Tim is well enough to recognise oh shit no this is genuinely Jason Todd hand feeding me broth, it’s been too long to naturally react. the moment has long passed. he just has to accept this. in a similar position, Jason has now been caring for Tim like his own child for the past four days and he can no longer lie to himself. he thinks the kid’s fun. both of them awkwardly decide not to question this weird bond and proceed to just… go with it. without mentioning how wild it is that they get along.

the end of this little bonding trip is Bruce and Dick going on full lockdown alert while they panic and try to figure out where the fuck their MIA Robin is because they’re like 90% sure he got kidnapped or something a week ago, why else would he go radio silent? meanwhile like 40 minutes away Tim is dusting Jason’s apartment for him while he’s out on a weapons shipment bust and his phone is firmly off because once he got well enough to realise he’d been gone a week he saw the 90+ missed calls and messages, and he’d firmly decided ‘no fuck that i am going to hang out with my cool new aloof brother Jason’ and Jason, who thinks Tim’s lack of care for the batfamily dynamic to be funnier by the minute, is like ‘yeah you can live with me for a bit ig lol’.

Dick is singing something off-key from the 2000s, flipping pancakes in a pan that he’s definitely about to burn. Damian is arguing with Tim about the correct temperature for storing eggs. Jason has just opened the fridge and declared they’re out of “the good kind” of milk, which he refuses to define.

Stephanie and Cass are painting glitter on each other’s nails at the table. Cass does not flinch when Steph spills. Duke is sitting cross-legged on the counter eating cereal out of a measuring cup.

Bruce, standing in the doorway, has not yet been noticed. He doesn’t know how to enter this scene.

He was supposed to be reviewing mission footage. He meant to be upstairs for ten minutes. The house wasn’t like this when he left it.

Now—sunlight. Laughter. Shoes on the counter. Someone left the window open and Alfred is going to be livid. There’s a trail of muddy bootprints across the tile from where Damian brought the goat in last night (long story, not relevant). It smells like cinnamon and acetone and home.

Dick catches sight of him first. “Bruce!” he beams. “Want a pancake?”

Bruce blinks.

Cass waves at him, glittery. Jason, at the sink, mutters something about “old man caffeine dependency” and slides him a mug of coffee. There is exactly one sip left in it. Bruce takes it without speaking.

There is no mission. No costume. No emergency. Just…this.

He should go.

He doesn’t.

Instead, he leans against the counter, lets the noise wash over him. Listens to Damian yell “YOU CAN’T MICROWAVE EGGS,” and Stephanie reply “It’s called innovation, baby,” and Tim mutter “we’re going to die.”

Somewhere beneath the chaos, he feels it: that ache of love that comes not all at once, but slowly. Like sunlight inching across cold stone.

It is Sunday, 11:47 a.m.

tim in french: have you figured out how we’re gonna tell b we’re not going to that gala yet?

damian in arabic: no i thought that was thomas’ job?

duke french: me? no jason said he’d do something

jason in arabic: hey don’t drag me into this!

dick in romani: i’m gonna kill him i really i am

steph in russian: who are we killing?

dick in english: ah! nobody! wait i didn’t know you spoke romani

tim in greek: you’re an asshole

jason in english: wait my greek is rusty say it again slowly

tim in greek: you’re an asshole

jason: …. you motherfucker

cass signing: nice drawing

damian in chinese: thank you

dick yelling at bruce about something he did

jason in spanish: what language is he speaking right now?

tim also in spanish: uh all of them i think

jason: does bruce even know-

*Damian and Jason, four hours into a stakeout*

Damian: Jay, hand me the mango pieces.

Jason: *plastic crinkling* ayyy, I’m Jason again!

Damian: *snorts*

Jason: what was with that, by the way? I just showed up in Gotham and found you referring to everyone like they’re your professor. Like, that’s not a ‘you’ thing, I don’t know why you started doing that.

*audible chewing noises*

Damian: do you want the genuine honest answer?

Jason: please god do tell

Damian: so- and you aren’t allowed to laugh. but when I first came to Gotham and I showed up at the manor, father obviously had to give me a tour of the place, right?

Jason: yeah.

Damian: and they wanted to do a DNA test to check that my mother wasn’t pulling a fast one by claiming my birthright, so the first place he showed me was the cave, which was also where Tim was.

Jason: *hums*

Damian: and you know that place- the first time you went to the cave, it was wild, right?

Jason: oh, like walking into the tardis for the first time. insane.

Damian: exactly. all high-tech and shit, and I’d just come from the desert compound I’d spent my entire life in- like, my first time going into the kitchen at the manor I saw Alfred loading the dishwasher and my first thought was ‘oh my god what the fuck kind of machine is that-‘

Jason: *abrupt cackle*

Damian: -so the fucking cave for the first time? as a little desert-boy ten year old? I was a little distracted,

Jason, chuckling slightly: ok, fair,

Damian: and so I’m zoned the fuck out, looking around this cave and not paying attention to anything father’s saying, and then I finally tune back in just to hear the words ‘-ackson drake’ while he like, tries to introduce me to Tim.

Jason: *slowly starts laughing again*

Damian, raising his voice to be heard over Jason’s increasing beats of laughter: -and so I’m fucking standing there, ten years old, no clue what this kid’s first name is, and everybody’s looking at me like I’m supposed to be the one fucking talking right now, and ALL I can think of is my mother, who before she shipped me off to Gotham completely alone kept fucking telling me ‘Damian you have to be strong and show that you deserve to be the Batman’s blood son. show no weakness and take the mantle you were born to have; show no fucking hesitance.’, so I’M panicking,

Jason, still cackling: *a clap* NO I DO- I DO REMEMBER, LIKE, BACK IN THE LEAGUE-, holy shit back in the league when your only coping mechanism for not knowing the fuck was going on around you, was literally just to pretend you knew what the fuck was going on around you and bullshit till you make it,

Damian: WELL IT WAS LIKE THE ONLY FUCKING THING MY MOTHER TAUGHT ME-

Jason, through tears: -that’s why I didn’t say shit when I came back to Gotham and found you fucking, doing all this blood son bullshit! You started calling me Todd and speaking in old english and I was just like ‘bless him he’s terrified, just leave him be’

Damian: *cackles* and I did- I did appreciate you going along with it, because back when this happened I panicked and just started calling Tim ‘Drake’ because I was too embarrassed to ask him for his first name, and then by the time I heard somebody else call him Tim in passing, everybody had just assumed this was a thing I did. and I was too socially awkward to clear it up and switch back, so I just had to stick to Drake.

Jason: *wheeze* a-and Grayson?

Damian: well at first I just went along with the surname thing out of awkwardness, but then I’d gone too deep and I had no way out- AND THEN- and then Batman fucking died-

Jason: *wheeze*

Damian: -and I went from being parented by the gymnastics version of the dark lord to being gentle-parented by fucking Nightwing-

Jason, choking: holy- holy shit-

Damian: do you know what it’s like to go from *gruff voice* ‘Damian we don’t fucking kill, give me the katana or I’ll put you in Arkham’ to *high pitched, sweet voice* ‘oh hey Dames, obviously I can’t stop you from killing but I really would appreciate it if we discussed all our options and came to a mature decision together on what’s best in this scenario-‘

Jason: *crying, silent wheezes*

Damian: so DURING all this I’m trying to subtly switch back to using peoples actual names, except it fucking backfired because people just assumed I was calling Richard Richard because we had that special parental mentor bond, and Tim had pissed off to- whatever he was doing in the desert for six months- getting a hysterectomy or whatever the fuck happened-

Jason, amused: hysterectomy- he lost a spleen, Dames

Damian: well whatever happened he wasn’t AROUND for me to shift to calling him Tim! and when father was back I’d made no progress and was back to square one, except this time I was stuck calling one brother Richard and the other Drake!

Jason, still laughing: and this is where I came in?

Damian: I felt BAD! I’d already taken Robin from the guy, I didn’t want him to feel like he was lesser of a brother to me than Richard. So I demoted you to Todd so he wouldn’t feel alone.

Jason: very thoughtful.

Jason: we should probably get you a therapist, dude. I think everybody forgets that when you showed up you were literally just a very confused immigrant child with no experience of normal social interaction apart from me at the league.

Damian: oh I was like, 60% into an anxiety attack consistently for the first two years I was in the city.

Jason: *snorts*

Damian: the first time I was left alone with Tim we were in the kitchen and he said ‘do you want wifi?’ and, y’no, coming from the league, barely any tech and the only normality was the concept of fighting to the death over everything, MY instinctual ten-year-old thought was ‘oh shit, wifi must be slang for brawl here, we’re about to fight’-

Jason: *laughter* you’re fucking kidding

Damian: -so I’m like, so be it, and I say ‘come on then’ and get ready to start punching, only for him to turn around and grab a piece of card stuck to the fridge and hold it out to me,

Jason: *cackles*

Damian: and he goes ‘here’s the password so you can connect, I’m assuming you have a phone or something’-which I fucking didn’t by the way, my mother gave me a shitty flip-phone to call her in emergencies but it didn’t use wifi-, and he’s holding it out to me and I had to like, subtly shift my posture out of the defensive position I’d been in-,

Jason, delirious from laughter: this is the fucking best. thing.

Damian: -and I take it from him, and he gives me this weird look like he has no idea how to communicate with me, and I was just like ‘shit I might have to kill this one, it’s the only way to get out of this interaction’.

Jason: *wheeze* if we go through the timeline, every murder attempt on Tim’s life has just been an occasion where you’ve felt socially awkward and didn’t see any other way out of conversation,

Damian: pretty much, yeah. I should have been on xanax for those first few years.

Jason: stories from your first years in Gotham are my favourite thing in the world.

*a few silent beats*

Tim: are you telling me I’ve been stuck as Drake for YEARS all because Damian’s fucking scared of social interaction?!

*crashing sound*

Jason: HOLY FUCK-