#and jason calls him Grandpa Frosty sometimes

[fillthevoidwithwordsofgold]

Someone was an idiot and unleashed a magical horror of a creature (like, the crazy who made it was Frankenstein but making the perfect chimera, and using magic, kay). It is wreaking unholy horror. That used to be a chunk of forest. It is now just blue. Just, blue ground. And! It's headed towards a town. Said town is isolated enough that they don't have anywhere to evacuate to fast enough. Not to mention the damages. Most of the homes were built by the family inhibiting it, several generations back. It's sentimental.

So, due to the above, it's all hands on deck. Jason was originally called bc the All-Blades might help. The creature is not evil, they do not help. The village is getting closer. The creater has started giving off a strange iridescent smoke. That is new. They don't know what it is. That is not new.

"I can try one more thing." Red Hood says into the comms. The frequent glances to the approaching village are unseen beneath the helmet.

"If you think it might work then try it!" Comes from a very frustrated Superman. He is watching from very high in the air, and cannot help because the creature gives off a potent aura of magic that affects his abilities. Batman simply gives a nod. Jason has more expertise when it comes to magic, so his decisions are questioned less.

Red Hood unzips one of the many pockets on his person and pulls out... a phone? It's not quite the first bick phone, but it's only a couple generations away. Red Robin sends him an offended look before hurrying to dodge a uh.. limb. Hood pushes a couple buttons and brings it to his ear. His hand goes through the helmet.

Everyone can hear the phone ring. Once. Twice. Thr- "Hey, whats up?"

"Someone pulled a Frankenstein but magic and the League cannot handle it. It broke through five different binding spells, my blades don't work, and its screamng in pain."

"Frankenstein. That's uh... Mary? Sea something last name. The scientist! Not the monster, right?" Hood is glad the helmet hides his fond smile.

"Yeah, you got it right Dad. Mary Shelley's the author. Come help?"

" I'll be there in two shakes of a ghost's tail!"

The conversation ends. Hood pulls his hand back out of his helmet and tucks the phone away again, zipping up the pocket that looks far too small to fit it. He raises his hand, five fingers spread, then slowly lowers them one by one. As his last finger goes down, a black and white figure comes barreling in, going right up to Hood and stopping. They almost immediately double over. They are also a teenager.

"Ow! You were not kidding about the screaming!" Hood nods at their exclamation.

" I'm getting some ecto off of them, you think it enough to soup em? That'd be easiest."

"Huh. Maybe. Doesn't hurt. It's in enough pain strength won't be an issue."

Red Robin hums a tune in the background, still squaring off with the creature. It's vaguely recognizable as background music for a Pokémon game. Both Hood and his dad? Turn to him and shout "Shut it!" In perfect sinc. Definitely his dad. Huh. Thought that was Batman.

Hood's Dad pulls out a thermos? Points it at the creature. A green light hits it. It does nothing. The thermos dissappears with a shrug. Hoods Dad doesn't even have pockets to be shoving it into. He then proceeds to shoot a laser at it. This cuts a nice hole through the iridescent fog that solidifies into a sheild when impacted. The fog fills the hole quickly, and the creature makes another sound (is it a screech? A growl? A roar? All of the above. Somehow). Hoods Dad winces at the sound, then jumps in and starts brawling. For some reason, this works. The others fighting it back off so as to not get involved. And to watch. Because it's entrancing. With some signal that no one else catches, Hood tosses a glowing orb at his dad. This is caught and smashed on the ground. It turns into a larger orb that is as if a chunk of space was transplanted around the creature, completely enveloping it. Hood's Dad scrunches up his face as if he's putting effort into something and then claps dramatically. Nothing happens. He sighs, and does it again. The orb of space shrinks back to it's original size. Hood snatches it before his dad can. He pulls out a pad of sticky notes and a pen before scribbling something on a note and putting it on the orb. It is then snatched by his dad. He reads the note than laughs.

"Alright, alright. I'll give you this one." The orb is slipped into... somewhere in Hood's Dad's jumpsuit. Probably. It disappears, at least. Hood's Dad waves at the bats and mockingly salutes Hood, before disappearing himself.

A very exhausted Constantine speaks into the silence. "That was a god. That was a bloody god."

Naturally, chaos ensues. Also naturally, Hood and the rest of the bats ignore it and everyone else and simply start prepping to head home. Mysterious spooks all of them.

I’ve seen DP x DC fics of all kinds where Danny is adopted by, related to, parent of, or dating one of the batfam

But I need more of Ghostling Jason Todd adopted by Danny

Especially if Jason is built like a fridge and Danny is still like 14 in human years

But Jason is like, at 17-19 in human years but in ghost terms he’s at most an older toddler and Danny , a sassy child,sees Jason and like

“Who’s sassy lost baby is this”

And just adopt him?decides”mine, he’s my sassy lost baby”

I really wish there was more like this, if anyone has any feel free to tag them.