So, Danny's not a complete idiot.
Yeah, his grades say otherwise but he's always been a street-smarts kinda guy and well. It shows.
With this in mind, he knows something's up with the Waynes. They're a nice family, super great and supportive. They actually check up on him, provide meals and snacks that don't try to attack him, and let him live in their house rent-free. The manner is nice and it doesn't do its best to kill him all-the-way-dead every time he uses the front door, and best of all, they don't drag him down to a creepy basement lab every time he shows a little liminality.
Actually, most of them are liminals themselves. Not half-ghost levels, but definitely of the probably-died-but-came-back variety.
He fits right in, really.
The thing is, the longer he stays with the Waynes, the more he realizes that this family is a little suspicious. Especially what Danny's loving named their 'After Hours Excursions'.
Aka: when half the house disappears into the night on a rotating schedule and comes back a little worse for wear.
Now, Danny's not one to judge, he's done some sketchy shit himself, but with the seemingly endless supply of money, the unspoken hierarchy of a family dynamic, and the quite frankly concerning amount of weapons being carried on a particular 11-year-old, Danny has theories.
He's 85% sure that they're a mob.
It just makes sense, okay? He's connected the dots. And the dots don't lie.
But they let him live his boring little civilian life in peace, have fed and cared for him in their own ways for weeks, and have never once approached him about joining the more violent part of the family business.
That's better treatment than Danny got from both his parents and Vlad combined, so Danny's content to stay.
(After all, he can always disappear if he needs to get the hell out of dodge. He'd miss the little rag-tag family he'd made himself a home in, but he's lost one family, and he can leave another one behind if he has to.)
So when Danny gets kidnapped by some wannabe clown fucker, he goes a little apeshit.
Yeah, he could have waited for bail -or whatever rich people call paying for their loved ones to be returned safely- but this Eggplant-Looking-Motherfucker is going on about how he beat one of the Robins to death and how Danny's similar in stature and hair color. He's raving about what expression will be on Batman's face when he finds Danny in the same state.
Danny's been careful to keep as much of a lid on his ghost half as he can get away with so far, but this Disgrace of a Color Pallet -seriously, who pairs lime green and purple in a suit of all things- is getting on his last fucking nerve.
So, with a shit-eating grin, he lets his eldritch form unfurl from his human body like an origami star unfolding to reveal a truly horrifying inner demon.
He's gonna have to be careful about how he does this. He doesn't want to draw any unwanted attention to himself, but he's also a 16-year-old and he deserves a little revenge.
The blood drains from the various goon's faces as Danny's form grows, but Lipstick-For-Days looks up at Danny's towering form of too many electric green eyes, iridescent horns and claws sharpened to a point, and contactly changing shape, reminiscent of a black hole, and looks utterly delighted.
Oh hell no, Danny's not dealing with another crazy fanatic. He had two of those for parents thankyouverymuch. 0/10 would not recommend. And though they were against his entire existence, this look of adoration is somehow worse.
He swipes his iridescent claws at the lackeys surrounding Opposite-Of-A-Spray-Tan, knocking them over like bowling pins. None of them get back up, and Danny knows they're not dead, but he feels a streak of vindictive pleasure at the ease with which he took them to the ground after the rough treatment they'd given him, dragging him here.
He turns his attention back to Color-Inverted-Pennyworth-The-Clown, noting the minor hesitation before the man charges, cackling madly.
Danny picks up Hair-Could-Host-A-Grease-Fire by the back of his godawful suit, looks right into crazed eyes, and drops him.
The startled scream from Spirit-Halloween-Face-Makup is almost worth the hassle of getting kidnapped, but when the man doesn't move again, Danny's a little disappointed.
Yeah, this guy may be human -probably- but Danny had hoped for a bit of a fight.
Oh well, at least he can do his Algerba homework while he waits for the calvary to arrive.
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