#dark danny

Seven-year-old Bruce: What's wrong?

Alfred: Nothing, young master, please go find your parents.

Bruce: Who's that man?

Alfred: No one. Now run along.

Bruce: He's looking at us. He looks scary. Do you know him?

Alfred: Yes I do. He's an ex-coworker. We just have some grown-up stuff to talk about. Aweful borning stuff. Nothing to worry about I assure you. Now, young master, run along to your parents.

Bruce: Okay. *Sinks into the crowd*

Thomas: Brucie! What are you doing here chap? Shouldn't you be with Alfred?

Bruce: Hi, Dad! Alfred said to find you cause he has to talk to his ex.

Martha crushing the wine glass in her hand: His what?

Bruce: His ex

Thomas: Alfred's ex....is here?

Bruce: Uh-huh! He wants to do grown up stuff with Alfred.

Thomas falling dramatically on the pillar: What?

Martha: Brucie, you need to tell me everything. Did Alfred look happy when he saw his ex?

Bruce: Um, he look sort of scary?

Martha: Scary how?

Bruce: Like when he really wants something....oh, like when Alfred sees chocolate cake, and he wants to be the first one to eat it all up!

Thomas: *clutches chest* Martha we lost our chance!

Martha: I am not giving up on that delicious Brit just because a old flame blew into town. Thomas, take off your jacket and roll up your dress shirt sleeves. We're going nuclear *Rips off bottom half of ballroom dress to reveal a mini black dress*

Thomas breathless: My word.

Martha: I know darling. I look like a dream in this. Now let's go make Alfred realize hes never dreamed big enough

Bruce: what do I do?

Martha: See Alfred's ex?

Bruce: Yeah?

Martha: Hit him between the legs and say it was a accident.

Thomas scadalized: Martha!

Bruce: Can I do a flying kick like the Grey Ghost!?

Martah: Yes. Make sure to put your entire weight in it.

Thomas: MARTHA!

Meanwhile on the other side of the ballroom: *Half hidden from view*

Alfred: What do you want from me demon? Haven't you taken enough?

Danny smiling mockingly: Now, Alfred, is that any way to talk to the man that owns your soul?

Alfred: Get on with it.

Danny: Alright, alright. Its simple really. I've come to settle our debt. I think you've lived long enough.

Alfred: You can't! I- i was promised more time!

Danny: Hmm, I gave you more time, didn't I? At the expense of your entire unit, you alone got to walk away from the front lines and live normally.

Alfred: I didn't know they would die! You never told me their lives would be the price-

Danny: And yet you paid it. You lived. And now it's time to face them. Oh, the things their souls say about you. Their hated. It's delicious.

Alfred: I hate you. I rue the day I ever found your tomb Phantom.

Danny: Thats what they all -AGHHHHH

Bruce: I AM THE GREY GHOST!

Alfred: MASTER BRUCE WHAT IN THE-

Martha: Alfred, darling, who's your friend? *grabbing Alfred's arm, pressing herself against him and smiling knifes at Danny* Sorry about my son. He thinks himself a hero

Danny: Agh, no its fine. I get kids are a little rowdy. I'll get him back.

Thomas: Excuse me?