DP x DC Prompt — Dead on Air
"I love it." "I hate it." Tucker and Sam said it in sync.
Well, one out of two isn't bad.
"Come on!" Danny said, trying to be reasonable — which, to be fair, is difficult when half your ideas involve ghosts. "It'll be fun. And we sort of need the money."
Sam crossed her arms. "Do you hear yourself?"
"Now wait a minute," Tucker interjected, his eyes shining with mischief. "A YouTube channel about Phantom could actually be fun. But the bigger question is… what do we call it?"
Danny couldn't help the grin that slowly broke out on his face. "How about… Dead on Air?"
Tucker burst into laughter. Sam groaned. Danny knew they were beaten.
Meanwhile, in Gotham…
"Whatcha watching, Demon Brat?" Jason leaned over Damian's shoulder.
Damian scowled and kept staring at the screen. "Shut up, Todd."
Jason squinted; from what he could see, the kid was watching… a talk show? The host was a white-haired teenage boy dressed in a black-and-white jumpsuit, and behind him was a glowing green portal that looked almost too much like a Lazarus pit (or the demon himself in a new body).
"What the—" Jason frowned.
"I said shut up! It's about to start."
The boy on the screen winked at the camera. "Welcome back, everybody! I'm your host, Phantom, and this
The camera panned to a band of transparent, glowing figures.
“Give it up for The Beatles! Half a century later and they’re still jamming!”
Jason blinked. “Wait—aren’t they dead?”
Damian gave him a flat look. “They’re ghosts, Todd. Obviously.”
Jason opened his mouth, closed it again. “…What the actual—”
“Without further ado,” Phantom continued cheerfully, “today’s special guest is one fans have been begging for! Please welcome… the ghost of Harambe!”
A spectral gorilla lumbered into frame. The audience — also ghosts — went wild.
Damian sat up a little straighter, smiling for the first time that day. “Finally. I’ve been requesting him for months.”
Jason stared at him. At the screen. Back at him.
“…I’m never using the internet again.”
Dead on Air
