#billy batson

[wonderjanga]

Details

Billy does tell the JL details about himself, but only the most random ones. As for why he tells them this? He feels bad that they don’t know his secret identity when he knows all of theirs. He even knows Batman’s, yet they still don’t know his!

Marvel: “Your plane is called the batwing? Awesome! Mine doesn’t have a name.”

Batman: “You have a plane?”

Marvel: “Yeah?”

Batman: “Why? What’s the point if you can already fly? You also have that pocket dimension so you shouldn’t need it for moving items using the plane.”

Marvel: *shrugs*

Batman: “Don’t just shrug.”

or

Marvel: “Oh, you have a sister?”

Wondy: “Yes?”

Marvel: “Cool! Make sure not to lose her like I lost mine.”

Wondy: *thinks he means she died* “Oh, I’m so sorry.”

Marvel: “Yeah, you gotta think of a plan around amnesia. Keep some mementos just in case.”

Wondy: “What?”

Marvel: “What?”

Wondy: “Your sibling got amnesia? That’s how you lost her?”

Marvel: “Yeah?”

Wondy: “I’d you’re a demigod, she must be a demigod as well. How did a demigod get amnesia? Did a God curse her?”

Marvel: “No? I think her brain just forced herself to forget.”

Wondy: *now extremely concerned about whether that’ll happen to her* “How does that happen?”

or

Marvel: “I honestly don’t see the problem with Robin coming along.”

Supes: “How? Cap, he’s a child. He shouldn’t be exposed to something like this.”

Marvel: “So? It’ll make him stronger. I mean, I was a kid when I became the Champion of Magic.”

Zatanna: *nearby and hears this* “What?!” *sounds immediately concerned*

or

Marvel: “Woah, your parents died when you were eight years old too?”

Batman: “Yes-”

Marvel: “Awesome!”

Batman: “I don’t see how that’s awesome.”

Marvel: “Of course it is. It means we twin.”

They did a little orphan handshake.

[naqueemi]

dc fans will see this and say "omg i don't know who's cuter 😍"

[fangirl-bandgeek]

Imagine Atlas knew what he was doing he just wanted to show the justice league how overworked and tired Billy is.

Then, this incident makes them more aware of Billy's well-being. Every once in a while if if they start pushing too much work onto Billy, atlas will be like it's Billy nap time.

Billy tries to explain to the rest of the league that it's not him it's his god friend forcing him to nap.

Billy keeps trying to overwork himself to prove himself so his pantheon makes it their mission to help him.

The gods begin making golden glowing post-it notes appear on the league's stuff with notes like " marvel hasn't slept in 3 days tell him to sleep or we are gonna make him nap" or " marvel hasn't a eaten a real meal in a week please feed him".

Billy is embarrassed, but his pantheon just loves him and wants to take care of him.

Thinking about a scenario where, for whatever reason, Atlas has to pull his blessing from Captain Marvel for a little bit and Cap doesn’t know about it until it happens.

Like, he’s at a Justice League meeting, and suddenly he’s so tired and he just falls asleep on the spot.

So the JL hear a giant thud and look over so see Captain Marvel gone limp face down on the table.

And he looks dead. It doesn’t help that he doesn’t need to breathe in his marvel form so he isn’t breathing.

Cue the freak out.

[puppetwoman17]

I love how all these other heroes have such badass origin stories on how they got their powers, and Billy’s is just “I took the train.”

[9soup]

dc and bluelock..? dude go back to twitter😭😭😭

[kyxhiin]

Just Fawcett things!

Sorry guys for being gone in such a long time, I had really bad writers block and I kept making wips after wips after wips. So here's a small portion of food to feed on.

(Basically fawcett toonforce is horrifying to people outside of the city.)

Fawcett is terrifying on many standards. It was still a very odd town even before the time bubble. And when it finally popped giving freedom to its prisoners (residents). A bunch of. heroes, reporters, and tourists alike came to visit! Never gonna happen again.

The first instance occurred when..

Reporter: Sir. Captain Marvel! you've vanished off of the face of earth for 70 years! May we ask your feelings on that?

Captain Marvel talking in a very jolly tune: Alto-

Gets cut off by a tourist screaming as they point to a man who was currently whistling, walking on thin air not looking down whatsoever. All the foreigners looks at Cap expecting him to do something. However they didn't expect him to shrug it off with a smile.

"Oh you old Joe!" Captain Marvel said as the man looked down with a shocked face, plummeting down onto the cool hard rock pavement. Until a splat could be heard.

The man was absolutely splat on the ground like a piece of slime that fell on the ground. No blood, no nothing. A sludge of what seemed to be skin, clothes, hair, and eyes looks up at the people gawking at it. Before popping back up and continuing to walk like nothing ever happened.

[sansthepinecone]

IM LOSING MY MIND OVER THIS ACTUALLY, I'VE BEEN LAUGHING FOR SEVERAL MINUTES

Lmao I just had a fantastic vision.

The JL fighting a multiversal threat, and the for keeps disappearing into different universes/worlds. While everyone is coming up with ways to travel to apprehend the foe, Captain Marvel has an idea.

Batman: so far, our current multiversal technology is subpar and unable to go at the rate the villain is going.

Flash: while I can travel through universes, it’s going to take a while to l’acte which one they’re on, and even then, they can leave before I even do anything.

Superman: we need a reliable tracker and transport system. Both being crucial elements we don’t have

Captain Marvel: I have an idea.

Cue to the JL all on a random sidewalk, with the clear instructions to ‘wait until they arrive’ and to ‘not move or interfere in any way shape of form’.

Random Truck: *appears out of nowhere, hitting a random pigeon*

JL: huh

Marvel: well that’s going to be an interesting story. Anyways, there you are! Guys, meet Truck-kun!

JL: excuse me???

Truck-kun:

Marvel: Their a bit shy ☺️

JL: …

Truck-kun: *blushes*

JL: how is that even possible??!??!?

They proceed to go in and go through some weird interdimensional car chase, passing by random worlds, spawning through random streets (for some reason, most of them are in Japan), and more importantly, hitting A LOT of people. Old, young, middle aged, animals, even a vending machine at some point. It’s just a slaughter.

The JL is horrified, and Cap is just sitting in his seat, all chill.

Green Lantern: DID WE JUST HIT SOMEONE

Marvel: yup

Superman: AND YOURE DOING NOTHING TO STOP IT

Marvel: nope

Batman: Captain that kills people

Marvel: it’s not killing, more like transporting them into a different universe that is more suited for them. Had we not hit them, they would have died either ways within the hour. Now they get a second chance of life.

JL: *existential crisis*

Even after the villain is apprehended, they found out they only managed to get this far is because they had a magic car*

Hawkwoman: *stares at the car* how does one come across thee vehicles

Marvel: well I met Truck-kun cause he’s besties with my magic Train. Train-chan told me that Truck-kuns little brother Car-kun got abducted, which is why Truck-kun was so willing to help.

JL:…

Flash: I’m going to go lie down.

Batman: *mentally adding magic vehicle community to his conspiracy board*

Bonus:

Green Arrow: *retelling what happened* -and then some random Truck pulls up

Conner Hawke: lmao you met Truck-kun

Green Arrow:

Conner:

Black Canary: … how do you know that name?

Conner: w h a t

Bonus 2:

Naturally Conner tells Damian, who tells Jon, who tells Kon, who tells the Titans and basically the whole thing spreads.

Red Robin: YOU MET TRUCK KUN! THE GREAT ONE HIMSELF

Spoiler: THE ALL MIGHTY WHEELS OF STEEL

Cyborg: WHY WASNT I INVITED! CAP YOU LBOW HOW MUCH I LIKE MY ISEKAI

Blue Beetle: JUST CAUSE YOU GASLIGHT DOES NOT MEAN YOURE A GIRL BOSS

Superboy: SHARING IS CARING

Arsenal, lying on the road: TAKE ME

Bonus 3:

Static Shock: next you’ll be telling us you know Archie’s magic bus

Marvel: well I’m not sure I know who this ‘Archie’ is, but Train-chan does have a cousin called Bus-san.

Titans: *explode*

[cakypa120]

Percy: You're Zeus's son! I knew it!

Captain Marvel: Me? I pray to Hera that never happens! I'm not his son!

Percy: But he keeps calling you his son!

Captain Marvel: So do Atlas, Mercury, Hercules, and Achilles! Except for Solomon, he thinks of me as his grandson.

Percy: Dude, I don't believe you at all.

CM: Not believing the truth doesn't make it a lie.

Percy: Just admit you're Zeus's son.

CM: Never, water boy. You say one more word and I'll complain to your father. I have him on speed dial.

Meanwhile:

Zeus: Why is your son bothering mine?

Poseidon: Zeus, my sometimes favorite brother, I'll say it again BILLY IS NOT YOUR SON! Calm down!

[ledesaid]

"Who makes Billy Batson's lunch?

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That's the first big mystery that has the entire cafeteria buzzing. Since this new kid joined the school a few weeks ago, no one seems to know him very well. There are rumors they were kindergarten classmates, but that's just hearsay.

What really has everyone talking is his lunches. Every day, he brings a Superman lunchbox filled with culinary masterpieces! The kids gather around him just to see what delicious treat he's come up with this time.

The first few days, no one could accurately describe his creations. But today, he has a huge triangular sandwich with three different flavors. The students are debating whether it's sweet or savory. The drink is definitely orange, but by the smell, they swear it's mango or peach. And the dessert, a small, closed box, is no bigger than his hand...

Previous lunches include cinnamon rolls, pizza sticks, whole pizzas, fried chicken... the list goes on and on!

Recess ends too soon and everyone is disappointed when Billy doesn't open the box today. Maybe he'll do it later, someone thinks.

Three girls decide to approach Billy to solve the mystery.

Girl 1: "Hi Billy! The girls were talking about your lunch on Friday and we were wondering who makes it for you. It's amazing!"

Billy is a little surprised, but not too much. He knew this was coming.

Billy: "Sometimes my mom, Zee, but mostly his friend does it..."

That's enough to fuel more rumors.

Billy has been living a more normal life since Zatanna became his guardian. It was a little difficult at first, but now he calls her "mom." He hasn't forgotten his biological parents, but opening his heart to Zatanna has helped him a lot, both as Captain Marvel and as little Billy Batson.

Girl 2: "Billy, will your mom's friend come to the race tomorrow?"

Billy: "I haven't asked him..."

Billy considers asking his friend, but he's usually very busy. However, if Zatanna asks him, he'll almost certainly attend.

The big mystery at school now is: who is Billy's father?"

[suzukiblu]

Thank-you sentences for Taz; “Billy adopts Conner and it actually goes pretty good!” (( chrono || non-chrono ))

“Oh,” Lynn says with a really weird expression. Billy’s not sure what it means, but then Lynn just puts his plate down on the coffee table and picks Tawky up mid-bite and sort-of-hugs, sort-of-chokeholds him in his lap. Tawky has really good manners so he manages not to actually choke on his salmon or anything, and since he’s Tawky obviously he’s gonna understand why Lynn wants a hug right now, so Billy figures it’s okay not to tell Lynn maybe he shouldn’t hug people while they’re chewing. Like, if it comes up again, yeah, but otherwise it’s not like it’s a big deal. 

Though he does sneak a little bit of his own salmon onto Tawky’s plate in thanks, because he really does appreciate it. There’s some more in the kitchen anyway. Which is a–weird thought, kinda, but yeah. 

This is just gonna be way easier with Tawky here, if Lynn at least feels okay hugging him when he’s having, like . . . big feelings and things like that. And also, like, to watch him and protect him and keep him company and stuff when Billy’s got missions, obviously. 

But right now, mostly it’s the hugging thing. 

“Thanks,” Lynn says stiffly to Tawky’s tail. “I–thanks. Dad."

He keeps saying “Dad” kind of stiltedly, like he doesn’t really know how to fit it into a sentence, but . . . well. Billy figures that makes sense, really. 

“You don’t have to thank somebody for that kinda thing, Lynn,” he says, maybe a little quieter than he usually would. His gut feels kind of–twisted, is all. Just feels . . . something complicated, maybe. “But, um–yeah. I’m glad I can, you know . . . do it. For you. Um.” 

“. . . thanks,” Lynn mumbles again, ducking his head and half-hiding his face against Tawky’s ears. “Dad."

Big feelings, yeah, Billy figures. It’s already hard enough to figure out how to say that kind of stuff without being brand-new.

[neoymm]

happy birthday!

Dec 23rd

[sansthepinecone]

YES YES THIS IS THE GOOD STUFF

*Snorts this post like crack cocaine*

Marvel and Wonder Woman

@actuel-idiot is a major reason I’m writing this! They gave me the idea so the credit goes to them.

Diana has a special relationship with Captain Marvel. They’re family. Technically. But they’re family! The man has no problem treating her like one of his own, and it’s not like Diana has any of her other family in man’s world so she’ll take what she can get. The only downside is that no one knows his actual identity, including Diana. Half the people in the JL don’t even believe he has one, but when Diana asked, he confirmed he did. She hoped that one day he would share his identity with her, but for the meantime, she’d just continue to enjoy their bond.

Like, for example, Diana talks to Marvel whenever she misses Themyscira. The very first time she started missing her home was about a few weeks after the JL formed. (Marvel’s a founding member in this post)

WW: “Captain, do you ever miss home?”

Marvel: “Hm? I guess so?” *confused*

WW: “You guess so? Do you not miss Olympus? I assume that’s where you grew up.”

Marvel: “Oh, no. I’ve never been to Olympus. If that’s what you mean by home. It isn’t.”

WW: “Then where is your home?”

Marvel: “Well, I haven’t had a home in a long time. So, I can’t particularly say. All I know is that I can’t go back, and as the years go by, I hate to say it but I barely remember it.” He only knows what his dad looks like due to his Marvel form, and he only remembers his mom due to Mary’s form. As for what they were like? A lot of the memories are fuzzy. “So, unfortunately… there isn’t really much to miss.”

WW: “Do you think I’ll forget about Themyscira?”

Marvel: “I don’t know. But that’s why it’s important to make a home wherever you go. That, and if you really don’t wanna forget, you can always try and find people who used to call your home theirs.” *shrugs*

WW: “I don’t believe there are any other Amazonians and man’s world.”

Marvel: “Well… not technically.” *little smile* “You know, a few thousand years ago I was an Amazonian at some point.”

WW: “What…?”

Marvel: “Shocking. I know.” *little laugh*

WW: “But you’re a man?” *dumbfounded expression*

Marvel: “Yeah, I know, but I wasn’t always. If you want, I could tell you some stuff about the first island.”

WW: “The first Themyscira? You were alive back then?”

Marvel: “Yup.”

WW: *stares for a bit* “I’d… I’d like that a lot. Please share.”

The two spend the rest of the evening talking about all the lore about Themyscira, Diana’s mother, Diana’s aunts, the culture back then, the dialects, and so on.

Then, there was the incident with Circe. She had cast a spell on Diana, turning her into a child. After it had happened, she left and soon a mini Diana was swarmed by the leaguers.

Marvel: “Wait, so she still knows who we all are, she’s just a little kid?”

Batman: *nods head* “Correct.”

WW: *looking around as the other leaguers fawn over her cause she’s adorable*

Batman: “It also altered her mindset, making her more childish.”

WW: *spots Marvel and her eyes sparkle* “Big brother!” *runs over to Marvel and crashes into his legs hugging them*

Marvel: “Woah!” *slightly startled at her running over* “Wow, Diana, you’re still so strong.” *takes on the tone he uses to talk to Darla (aka big brother/father tone) as he leans down to pick her up*

WW: *nods head* “Yeah!”

Marvel: *moves to carry her like she’s his own daughter*

The two proceed to talk about whatever as the other JL members coo at the two looking like father and daughter. Same black hair and blue eyes. Also, Zeus was gnawing at the bars of his metaphorical cage when he saw this. His daughter was too precious. As soon as the other leaguers blinked, he took little Diana and they proceeded to go fight Mr.Mind together. They then went for ice cream afterwords. Now, they’re eating their respective cones while sitting on the edge of a building.

Marvel: “You did such a good job, Diana. That one punch at that one robot that sent it flying into three other ones was amazing.” *smiles and ruffles Diana’s hair*

WW: *giggles and licks ice cream* “Thanks, dad.”

Marvel: *pauses mid bite of ice cream* (Yes, I’m making Billy bite his ice cream)

WW: *doesn’t even realize she said that*

Zeus: “You… YOU STOLE MY DAUGHTER?!” *thunderclouds in the distance*

Billy proceeded to have to make many offerings to Zeus to make him calm down after the incident. For a week straight, he kept getting little shocks whenever he touched stuff.

[satoshy12]

A champion duty

Clarisse stared at Chiron, disbelief etched across her face. "So Zeus has this great and powerful Champion, all this time. That he shares with other Gods." She crossed her arms, frustration simmering out.

Chiron nodded, his wise and old eyes looked at the Demigods. "Yeah."

Annabeth, who had just been let in on the secret, exploded with indignation. "Then why the Hades would the 'great champion' not help us in the second Titanomachy?" Her voice rose, where the demigods gathered.

A disinterested Mr. D sipping nonchalantly a diet coke. "One of his patrons is Atlas," he explained, a hint of amusement in his tone. "So he stayed out of it. By Zeus' command and loyalty to his patrons. But now, in the Gigantmachy, he can at least help."

Zeus didn't see the need to use Billy in the War. As he already knew they would win... But he wasn't sure as Typhoon escaped but all ended well in the end.

Chiron placed a reassuring hand on Annabeth's shoulder. "While not a demigod, he is... how do we put it? A Divine human? Mortal God? Not quite sure about the term. But he can join the others. While the demigods and their parents take down the giants."

Dionysus chimed in with a grin. "And no fear for the second War. Father and we plan to finish it before it starts. Billy will take care of the Armies."

Percy unsure about all of this:" So... We don't fight a 2 war?"

Dionysus:" No Peter Johnson, you don't. I just told you they will do to alone. You wait here in the camp, or if you are outside you could meet a Monster of the army who escaped. But the War will have nothing to do with you all."

Percy had a smile like most other Demigods:" That is the best news I ever heard. Sweet."

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Olympus

Meanwhile, in Olympus, the 12 Olympians  and the 3 Fates convened.

Zeus, sitting on his throne, leaned forward with renewed vigor. "So I send Billy to take care of the army, and we kill the Giants with Diana's help?" His voice boomed, filled with authority, but asked to make sure.

He is kind of surprised they even want to do it that way and not send their own kids for fame or so.

The rest of the gods nodded in unison, murmuring their agreement. "Yes. We accepted your idea after all," they affirmed, a sense of unity resonating among them.

Poseidon was very happy about all of this. His adorable son, could finally take a break from battle. They would finish this war before it starts.

"Well, good to know," Zeus said, a smirk crossing his lips. He reveled in the thought: his daughter would help crush the giants, just like Heracles had done before her, and his champion would handle the armies.

Apollo leaned back, a mischievous glint in his eye. "And once it's done, I'll have a new pranking war against Billy with Hermes and Ares." His voice dripped with excitement and competition.

Hermes grinned. "Bring it."

[blue-drink]

He is Baby (Extended)

It was cold, so very cold. As December approached, Fawcett city was covered in a fine sheet of snow.

For the most, it was no problem. But for one Billy Batson, it was one of the most difficult problems of the year.

He didn't really have a place to stay; he didn't trust the Rock not to displace him in time, the train station to the Rock wasn't particularly warm, he couldn't get into a homeless refuge without risking being caught CPS, and his usual hideout (a falling-apart building) was at full capacity by other teens in similar situations.

That was sub-problem #1. Sub-problem #2 was food.

After a few visits to the realms of different pantheons; at least half of agriculture-related deities had determined that it just wouldn't do for a boy with so many responsibilities to barely be able to eat, so they (collectively or individually, he couldn't tell) decided to bless him.

A tree he planted would give him any and all types of fruits, so he could always have a healthy snack. If he could get his hands on some bread, it would be tastier and fill him more than it normally should. And things had a tendency not to rot even after several days, so a single harvest of the mini-garden he managed to create would last him so much longer.

Unfortunately; that didn't work when there were no plants to plant or harvest, and he didn't realize the shortage he was about to experience until it was too late to get more than barely enough for November.

After they noticed; his patrons became restless, trying to figure out a way out of this one. Refuge was out of the question, he wouldn't risk it; so was the Rock, and it's station, for not being safe enough; and he wouldn't throw another child into the coldness so he could regain his spot at his hideout.

"The Watchtower?" One had proposed. But it wouldn't do.

He didn't sleep, for all the JL knew, and he wasn't going to deny or confirm anything if it could lead up to his identity being revealed. Also, could he even sleep in his Champion form?

Solomon answered that, while he couldn't get a full night's sleep, even just trying would help his brain do some of the things it did while resting. Still, he couldn't go three full months without actual sleep.

What to do?

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It was too cold.

He should've expected it, that soon it wouldn't be safe to sleep outside. They told him, that it was too dangerous, that he should stay as Captain Marvel until he finds a place to stay.

But he didn't listen. He'd just come back from the Watchtower, from a 4-hour meeting, and was tired of not being tired.

"It won't snow 'till next week," he told them, like a fool. "The weatherman said so," who would know more? The weatherman or a weather-god?

He went to sleep, and barely woke up to the voices of his patrons screaming inside his head.

"Too cold!" "Danger!" "Wake up!" But what could he even do?

He felt frozen in place, unable to move. He tried to scream, "SHAZAM!" But it was to no use, he'd probably already caught a cold and couldn't talk, let alone scream.

It was so cold, it was warm. The feeling lulling him back to sleep, if only they'd shut up. It was fine, he'd be fine.

They probably realized he'd no longer understand them, because their voices were replaced by images. Ice cube, crossed fire, danger sign. Hands shaking, multiple 'Z's crossed as well.

It only made him more sleepy.

"Billy!!", he recognized the voice as one of the gods. But it wasn't inside his head.

His body moved upwards, as he noticed someone'd taken him from the snow into their arms. It was warm, actually warm. Another level of warm.

The god said something he couldn't decipher at the moment, but he felt the magic moving from the god's body to his own.

What did it do? He'd no idea, as he once again succumbed to sleep. This time incentivized by his patrons.

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It would've been so much faster to sent Hermes or Apollo to bring the child to Olympus; but, in their panic, the god king had completely forgotten about them (which was a bit embarrassing because Mercury also was in Billy's headspace).

They completely ignored the infirmary in favor of their master room, Hera'd understand. The priority was rising the child's body temperature.

They made a bee-line for the bathroom, and willed the room to be ready. With a hand movement, Billy's clothes changed to a bathing robe (they had the feeling he wouldn't appreciate being naked even if it was a life-or-death situation).

As they lowed the kid into the bathtub; Hermes, Mercury and Apollo appeared at the door. The oldest of their present children went to their side almost immediately, searching healing items in his bag.

The speed-gods went together to their other side, and slowly convinced them to get out of the bathroom and let the sun god work his magic.

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Warm.

Billy woke up, and it was warm.

Slowly he managed to open his eyes. To the biggest room he's ever been to.

Where was he?

Solomon gladly answered, "It was far too cold for you outside, you were freezing. So Zeus went to get you, you're in their room."

Well, if this was the room of a god, it was far more colorful that he'd ever imagine. Like, he'd expect it to have more white and gold and not so much purple, blue and pink. The floors were a reddish brown, so cool!

Also, he felt great. Like, actually great, "Wow, I'd forgotten one'd feel this good" levels of great. Well, he did feel a little congested; but nothing else hurting absolutely outweigh it!

He heard the door open, and in front of him was a goddess he hadn't met, tho he didn't need Solomon to tell him who she was. That was Hera, if the crown and the peacock-feather necklace were any indicators.

He wondered if he should vow; before Hercules chimed in, saying it's better to play it safe with her. So he vowed.

"There is no need for that," she said. "You're Billy, correct?" He nodded. "Then know that you're as much mine as you're my husband's."

He didn't really understand what she meant by that. But it didn't matter at the moment.

"They've been anxious to see you; so, if you feel alright at the moment, join us in the conference room." Was the last thing she said before turning around and leaving.

He wanted to ask where that was, but Solomon was kind enough to drop a map of the palace in his mind. A little too much information, but it was useful.

He navigated the halls, Mercury creating an arrow towards the destination inside his mind.

In the meantime; he looked around, his brain trying to register every single detail of the place. He’d been to Olympus before, but only as Marvel. When he had a bigger reason to be there, and he instinctually knew where everything was, nothing could surprise him in those moments.

Now everything surprised him. The halls were more like several open rooms, one next to the other. Ten people could be side to side, and they could still walk comfortably. There are also a lot of trash cans, not sure why they would need them tho.

Before he could open the door to the conference room; Mercury ran out of it, tackling him in a hug. He didn't even notice when he stopped being outside the room, and started being inside it.

In one couch was Solomon, beside him was probably Athena. Both were invested in their respective books, but no doubt noticed him. Hercules and Achilles were in another, playing some type of war board game; he honestly couldn't tell who was winning, maybe neither.

Atlas wasn’t there; an image of him holding the sky was pushed to the front of his mind, so that was probably why. Mercury and Hermes were playing some type of game so fast, it was like they weren't moving at all.

And he was seated between Zeus and Hera. They seemed ok with it, the lighting god picked him up and put him on their lap. “How are you feeling now, my champion?” They asked, petting his head.

“Better now, thank you.” He answered truthfully, he felt so much better.

“Are you going to tell him or are you stalling?” Mercury questioned. The king gave a low growl. “They were getting to that.” Hera answered for them.

He turned to the god with curiosity. They put him off their lap, and moved so they could see face to face. Hera moved so she was standing by their side, and pulled some paper from she knows where.

“Well, ...” They stalled, “we are having a baby.” That surprised him, he was somewhat sure they didn't have children since Diana and Donna, much less with their wife. But it was an eventuality. “Oh, congratu—” He was interrupted by Hera slamming the papers in front of him, “It’s you, sign here.”

It would be silent if not for Hercules, trying and failing to hold his laughter. But he was the only one laughing.

Solomon didn’t even pause his reading; Athena did but wasn’t showing any reaction, positive or negative; Achilles was taking advantage of Hercules distraction to cheat the game; Mercury and Hermes were jumping in place; and Atlas, inside his mind, was looking at the situation bored.

Hera had the same serious face as the moment she presented the documents; and Zeus wasn’t laughing, but blushing. So it wasn’t a joke; or the joke was how they told him and not what.

He probably looked like a fish out of water. “... Why?”

Solomon answered, to Zeus relieve, “Because of your situation, it puts you at risk. And you wouldn't accept being adopted by any ‘normal’ family because of your experiences, so this is the best we could come up with.”

He closed his book, “You won’t have to worry about being a homeless teen anymore. Olympus will always be open to you, for you to rest and for you to eat. You won’t have to worry about keeping heroism from your family, because they already know and support you. You won’t have to worry about CPS, the gods have their ways in the systems; you’ll be officially adopted.”

“And if the Justice League finds out, there’ll be nothing they can do about it.” That last part, admittedly, caught his attention more than the rest.

“Explain.”

“If you stay homeless, and they find out, they won’t stop until they make sure you find a home. Because they are ‘heroes’. If you find a human family, and they find out, they can tell them; about you being Captain Marvel, and get you grounded. Which would be detrimental to your position as Champion of Magic; and, therefore, all Magic.”

They met eyes. “But if you stay, they can’t do anything. They cannot take you away, we’ll always find you. They cannot ban you from heroism, we won’t let them, you’ll be a hero for as long as you want. And if they try to ‘kick you out’ or to put you in a different team or treat you different because of your age...”

Hermes completed the thought, “We have a lot of connections, we ARE connections. If they try to leave you without resources, we’ll leave them without help.”

“Okay, pause.” He stopped them from trying to convince him further, “I’m in with no needing to worry about rest, food, or the JL. HOWEVER,” he continued before Mercury could celebrate, “... The ‘leave them without help’, I’m not down with that. They are still heroes, they need the resources to help more people, so... Instead of ‘make it impossible for them to be heroes’, just ‘not help them if they ask’ and ‘leave them to get the resources by their own’? Please.”

He looked towards the god king, “You are too kind for your own good, Billy.”

“Wasn’t that a requirement for the Champion position?” He pointed out.

They sighed, “Fine. If they terminate your position as a teammate; downgrade you; or act different towards you, because of your identity, the Greek and Roman pantheons will cease any help towards them. Leaving them to their own resources.”

“That’s better. Now, where do I have to sign?”

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