DP X DC prompt: ~It's April 27~
Happy Death Day, Jason! orÂ
How to Get a Medical Certificate of Death for employment.
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Jason: Replacement,whereâs my death certificate? In Infinite Realms they require it when applying for a job.
Tim: We..We burned it.
Jason: What the hell?!
Tim: Well, you broke your tombstone and it hurts to think about..so, you know, we thought you wouldnât be happy to see it.
Jason: And what do you offer me now? I will not lie down again on the autopsy!
Tim: Well, actually..
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Jason: Hey, Bruce, did you know that your close relatives might refuse traditional autopsy? *condemningly pointing to his autopsy scar*
Dick: Itâs only possible if death was nonviolent, Little Wing. Weâre sorry.
Jason: I donât care! Call whoever you want but I need directions to virtopsia in an hour.
~~Meanwhile, Fenton Works~~
People may ignore the similarities between Fenton and Phantom but what about instrumental diagnostics?
~~In an hour, near the morgue~~
Danny: Where are my forensic results?
Doctor: Mr Fenton, your C.T.âs not ready yet, so wait outside.
Danny: Iâm already dead! Should be afraid of too much ionization? All my molecules already got all rearranged.
Jason: Hey! It's my turn!
Danny: Sorry. the Ancients send me second time for expertise, damn bureaucrats.
Jason: Are you getting a job too?
Danny: Not by choice but by fate, unfortunately. What position are you applying for?
Jason: Royal Knight.
Danny: Ambitious. But you donât look like a guy in armor or with a sword.
Jason: Kid, my guns will replace any weapon. Ask anyone in Crime Alley. What about you?
Danny: Well, take that piece of paper and donât bring me your resume, youâre hired. Let me introduse myself. New King, Phantom. Donât be late, work day starts at 7 a.m. I like black coffee, no sugar.
Jason: Iâm not your secretary, asshole.
Danny: See you later.
~~the next morning.the dining room of Casper High~~
Red Hood: Your coffee, Your Majesty.*smiles*.
Danny: Did you spit in there? *drinks some*, *senses 15 spoons of sugar in 300 milliliters of drink*.
Danny: Ha! Reverse psychology works great. Jazz is right! *drinks it all in one gulp*
Red Hood: M-monster! Disgusting! On a level with Tim, I swear!
Danny: Why is it official? Just call me Danny. And who is Tim? Â
Jason: ..Iâm not letting you people without taste buds meet, ever.
Danny: Too bad, it seems we have a lot in common.









