#lunch lady

Bonus:

In Gotham, there was a new rogue named Box Ghost who had been stealing random things. But, as his name suggests, the random things he stole all were boxes or box shaped. He stole from stores and pharmacies as long as they had a box shape. They were all random, and it didn't matter what inside of the boxes.

To name a few, he stole food that was packed in boxes, packaged furniture, toys, clothes, shipment, diapers, blankets, fishing gear, books, bags, jewelries, etc.

Then, there came the rumors. Despite all the boxes, he had a box that he loved the most. "The Greatest Treasure".

It became a man hunt soon after as many speculated it may be expensive things inside, maybe gold bars since that's box shaped.

As people (not only rogues bc normal people also need money, duh), they started frantically searching for "The Greatest Treasure".

It was too chaotic and the bats knew that they had to act quickly. Time was against them and it was running quickly as practically EVERY gothamites were searching for it.

Idk who manages to find it, maybe a rogue, maybe one of the bats, but they managed to trick Box Ghost from being away from the box he was guarding.

He was guarding it so desperately that it made them wonder what exactly was in the box that made him go bat shit.

Inside the box were two children, one older and the other an infant, sleeping peacefully next to each other, covered in blankets and toys.

Oh

Danny, one day, just decided to do a Vlad. Became mayor, and as he has powers, he can make sure Amity Park is saved. As most criminals moved away from the big cities, where the heroes were living. Easy to do crime in Small Cities.

And funny enough, he was a great mayor. No property, no sickness, no hunger and no crime in less than 1 week of him leading it.

The help he got from Ghost helped a Lot. Thanks to Ghost and the scientific help of his parents and Vlad, he created a great city.

So, as his secretaries, Tucker and Paulina were talking to others outside of Amity Park. They were just confused: "Wait? Your corrupt politician is terrible? And full of crime. Wow, Danny's not that corrupt. Even though he just took the mayor's title without a vote."

At first many people didn't believe them, but after 1 visit to Amity Park. Many people moved to Amity Park.

Free food, from the Lunch Lady and the people who help her. Ghost Guards and police actively looking for criminals in the city. New buildings and everything being built in record time, A shield to protect against alien invasion or similar. Frostbite, a doctor who can cure any disease with his doctors, as long as they see it and have time to learn about it.

Just a young mayor who took the seat by force… Worth it. He has our vote already!.

+ Vlad:"… Ha!" Maddie: "It's your fault!" Jack:" Well, now we can do science stuff as a family again. Vlad: "Right Jack.

DP x DC Prompt (That came to me while listening to Roar of Dedede)

Lunch Lady, when she was alive years ago, was a famous chef who loved to spread her food around so others could eat. She wanted to bring joy to many who couldn't eat any food daily, Gotham was one of her most frequent places to visit. She was even a mentor to one Alfred Pennyworth when the young man sought her out to learn under her.

No one knows how she died, but since she became a ghost, it had to be violent. It had become her obsession, to feed others and bring joy to them, and to make sure young ones are fed and healthy.

Danny was flying through the Infinite Realms, mind his own business, when he smelled some truly delicious food coming from somewhere. He followed the smell, and it led him to Lunch Lady's Lair, where the Ghost was making food for Boxy and Box Lunch, Food made by using Ectoplasm is one way for Ghosts to gain energy, but not a commonly used way, Boxy loves Lunch Lady too much to care, and Box Lunch will always eat the food Lunch Lady makes, that's her mother.

Danny was outed by his own stomach since he didn't get to eat at all today. His parents had overfilled the fridge with containers of Ectoplasm, again, and Jazz has been trying her best to provide for the family, but she doesn't earn enough with her tutoring to make every day filled with regular food on the table.

Lunch Lady couldn't ignore her obsession, so she allowed Danny to eat with the family, Boxy wasn't about to stop her since he would be denying his loves obsession, and that's something he won't ever want to do. Danny was surprised by how real the Ectoplasmic Food tastes. It's a power Lunch Lady has. Her food made of Ectoplasm is filled with all the nutrients and flavor of real food, but it's only for ghosts and other undead beings to consume. Since Danny is a Halfa, he counts.

Danny spends more time with Lunch Lady and her family after that, mainly to get more food, but it's nice having others to rely on. Like with Alfred, Danny had begun to learn how to cook under Lunch Lady. Even as the Ghost King and a 19 year old, he is visiting Lunch Lady and learning some more recipes to make. Even Lunch Lady is learning some recipes with the same amount of protein and nutrients like her meat recipes, but with no meat or animal products at all.

Cue a reveal gone wrong happening and Danny escapes to Gotham. He gets settled in the Gothic City and decides to open a restaurant, Lunch Lady's stories of her time alive have influenced the Halfa to do so, she said that Gotham always seemed more happier and brighter when she cooked for the residents of the city, and it would help his protection obsession, as he would be protecting people from dying of starving.

Danny had bought a building on the edge of a place called 'Crime Alley' for his restaurant with his Ghost King inheritance, Phantom Feast, and invited Lunch Lady and her family to help him run it. Lunch Lady obviously accepted that offer since it was going to fulfill her obsession, Boxy would get fulfill his obsession with the boxes of food Danny orders.

So now Danny was running his restaurant, and he was slowly gaining regulars for it. News of his restaurant spread like wildfire when an Elderly couple got some food to eat in his restaurant, because when they were kids, their parents took them to a stand with delicious food when a woman came to Gotham to feed them all.

Taken from my own comments on the original post

Unbeknownst to them, a spectral chill filled the air as an angry, towering figure materialized in the doorway.

The Lunch Lady. Her ghostly hair curled with rage, her ladle clutched tightly in one ethereal hand as she loomed over the baking contestants. “A BAKE-OFF?! WITHOUT ME?!”

The entire room froze. Danny’s eyes widened. “Oh, no.”

The Lunch Lady pointed an accusatory finger at him. “YOU DARE ENGAGE IN CULINARY COMPETITION AND NOT INVITE THE QUEEN OF THE CAFETERIA?!”

Flash, mid-cookie bite, slowly set it down and whispered, “We’re doomed.”

Superman cleared his throat. “Miss… uh, Lunch Lady. We meant no offense—”

“NO OFFENSE?!” The Lunch Lady’s eyes burned with green fire. “IF IT’S A CONTEST YOU WANT, THEN PREPARE YOURSELVES FOR A COOKING SHOWDOWN THE LIKES OF WHICH YOU HAVE NEVER SEEN!”

Danny groaned and put his head in his hands. “This just got so much worse.”

Just when the chaos couldn’t escalate any further, portals flickered open around the kitchen. The Batkids—Nightwing, Red Hood, Red Robin, Robin, Spoiler, and Orphan—all marched in, each wearing matching shirts that read Alfred’s Army.

“We’re here to support our champion,” Nightwing announced proudly.

Superman barely had time to react before another group entered. Supergirl, Superboy, and Krypto the Superdog (wearing a tiny apron) stepped in, all bearing Ma Kent’s Marvels banners. “We stand for truth, justice, and the best apple pie in the universe,” Superboy declared.

Then, as if the multiverse was conspiring against Danny’s peace, two more figures appeared in bursts of green energy. “BEHOLD! I, THE BOX GHOST, HAVE COME TO SUPPORT THE TRUE QUEEN OF CUISINE!”

Beside him, a younger ghost with pigtails and a similar outfit threw her fists up. “AND I, BOX LUNCH, WILL ENSURE VICTORY FOR MY MOTHER!”

Danny stared at the sheer absurdity of the situation. “This is officially out of control.”