Rare Crossovers, Rare Pairings, and Homestuck

Next up someone is going to claim that the Narnia series isn't kids books.

If someone does not love and respect both your proper and your freak? They were not meant for you.

I loved my dear friend, but it became clear to me in recent years that my friend did not love me.

Oh, she was happy to come and stay at my house half the weekend and tell me all her woes and how excited she was to do pottery and about her job and the men she was pursuing.

But she could not handle a five minute conversation about comics or movies or books or art that I was working on. She would sit there silently and say 'I have nothing to contribute' or she would start watching TikTok WHILE I was talking until I gave up.

It wasn't as if I didn't try, I only brought up topics in those genres I thought might interest her, or referenced things she'd talked about in the past, but it starting being very obvious that she didn't want to have a conversation, she wanted me to listen and affirm while she told me things.

And it genuinely hurt my feelings, because I don't particularly care about pottery or glazing, but I listened and learned and asked questions and eventually learned enough to have an actual conversation on the topic with her. Because I loved her and that is what she loves.

A few weeks ago, I went to see a different friend and she asked me if she could play a video game while we talked. I didn't mind, I was used to trying to fight with TikTok for attention.

We spent five hours talking, actually talking. Five hours of me getting to talk about the novel I've been working on for nearly two years at this point and for her to tell me all about the construction and design of her favorite game franchise, and not once did I feel like I was fighting for attention. It felt very much like hanging out and playing video games when I was a kid.

BOY DO I!!!

London's Natural History Museum (London, England)

Gothenburg's Natural History Museum (Gothenburg, Sweden)

Whales of Iceland (Reykjavík, Iceland)

Museum of New Zealand/Te Papa Tongarewa (Wellington, New Zealand)

Royal Ontario Museum (Toronto, Ontario, Canada)

American Museum of Natural History (New York City, New York, USA)

The Smithsonian's Sant Hall of Ocean Life (Washington DC, Maryland, USA)

The Smithsonian's Whale Warehouse* (Washington DC, Maryland, USA)

Bonus: Exploding Whale Park** (Florence, Oregon, USA)

I'm sure there are more; these are the museums that I know of. I've visited the first two so far!

*The Whale Warehouse is only able to be visited during private tours as it's primarily a preservation project

even if someone WAS just lazy and simply didn't want to do anything but lie on the couch and watch tv, they should still have these things. it's irrelevant whether some people aren't actually lazy because everyone, including hypothetical lazy people, should have their basic needs met.

if we have the resources to do it, there is no defense of letting people die because they don't want to work, and much less because they can't.

W.E Board: um?

Bruce: He'll just be observing. You can all ignore him.

W.E Board: Um??

Bruce: He doesn't like using laptops or tablets for notes, so you may hear him writing with pens but otherwise Danny wont make a pep.

W.E Board: UM???

Bruce confused: Is something wrong?

W.E Board: * All turning to stare at Danny*

Danny:

W.E Board nervously: Nothing is wrong at all!

Bruce: Really? You all turned really pale.

Danny: They're fine. Start the meeting.

Bruce: *Glances at Danny*

Danny: What?

Bruce: Nothing. Nothing. Just happy to have my son working with me. Let's start the meeting, yes?

Board member: I-

Danny: This won't take longer than thirty minutes. After that, we will not discuss any topics that reduce employees' benefits or cut pay.

W.E Board: *gulps* O-of course Mr. Fenton-Wayne.

Kidnapper: We have your son.

Bruce: What?

Kidnapper: We have your son, and if you want him back alive you will do exactly as I say-

Bruce: Hold on. One. Two. Three. Four. Five....okay I just counted and all my sons are right in front of me.

Kidnapper: Don't think we're bluffing Mr. Wayne. We took the boy right from your gate! Don't believe me? Listen to this.

Danny: Hello?

Bruce realizing they have a small child: Hi buddy. My name is Bruce Wayne. Whats your?

Danny: My name is Phantom

Bruce: That's an interesting name. Can you tell me-

Kidnapper: Alright, that's enough. He's unharmed, as you heard, but that could change at any time. Unless you wire one million dollars to the following account.

Bruce: Let me grab a pen and paper. Im terrible with numbers and address.

Tim: Bruce said the code. Everyone start tracing the call!

Damian: Scream louder, Drake. I don't think the kidnappers heard you.

Bruce: Okay I'm ready. Where should I send the money?

Kidnapper: The account is-WHAT IS THAT!? *Group of men screaming*

Bruce: Hello? Hello?

Danny: Hello?

Bruce: Phantom?

Danny: Yeah

Bruce: Phantom what happened?

Danny: Well I was sitting in my cage, minding my own business while they finilized the sale, when out of no where this gaint crocodile man just popped out of the sewer and ate the people who kidnapped me. He then ripped open my cage, told me to go home and jumped back into the sewers.

Bruce: Killer Croc...

Danny: Yeah he was cool. I'm gonna follow him.

Bruce: No! Stay there! Nightwing is on his way.

Danny: Nah, I like crocodile man more. I'm gonna ask him to be my dad. Funny enough I was at Wayne Manor to find my actual dad!

Bruce horrified: What?

Danny: Yeah. I guess his name is Richard Grayson, and the mother of this body said he lived at Wayne Manor. But it doesn't matter, because I'm going to be Killer Croc Jr. Bye!

Bruce: Wait-!

Dick: What's wrong B? Are you alright?

Bruce: Everyone suit up, my grandson is in the sewer! We got to go!

Picture it for a moment, Kori goes back to Tarmaran for a celebration, only to exhibit sighs of Tamaranean pregnancy. She gives birth to Dick's child, Phantomfire.

Phantom for the fact his hair moves like it's in the wind. Fire for the fact he's already throwing Starbolts at people.

After three years Kori finally flies back to Earth, Phantomfire in hand. Back at Titan's Tower, and Dick isn't there. Kori sets him down for a moment and the next thing she knows is her son is gone.