#fenton family on vacation

[natalieleif]

I know Jack and Maddie's relationship in canon is probably MEANT to be seen--depending on the episode--as a pretty bog-standard, 2000s-era "idiot big dad and exasperated, smart wife who puts up with him" trope.

BUT

my personal favorite interpretation is that BOTH are equally genius engineers who are also equally on the autistic spectrum, with a specific hyperfixation on ghosts and mad science.

The main difference is that Maddie has siblings and female social expectations, so she had to learn how to mask in ways that are seen as sociable and polite and attractive and "smart." When she does bumble major social cues (such as not recognizing Vlad's flirting until Danny points it out decades later, or humiliating her kids by showing up in a hazmat suit at school), it feels more "socially acceptable" from her.

She genuinely loves Jack because he could not care less about her being Feminine or Socially Acceptable. He just wants to shout with her about ghosts! So the nanosecond she's around him she can yank the mask off and go chasing spirits with a toaster turned into a machine gun.

[nelkcats]

Journey to another world

Gotham Academy is the least mysterious place in the entire city. Or so you would think, the place where students of all ages attend to learn (and sometimes discover that their teachers are Rogues).

On one occasion, Damian became bored and decided to explore. He didn't see the point of attending the academy when he was more advanced in his studies (Tim agreed with his brother) but his father insisted, probably because he thought he would make "friends".

So, the first chance he got: Damian escaped from class and explored. He wasn't missing anything anyway. During his exploration there was an attack from a Rogue, and he ducked into one of the lockers in an attempt to hide to put on the mask.

He was surprised when he was transported to a completely different school. One that looked very destroyed (much more than the Academy).

Forgetting about his mission, Damian explored the school with curiosity, many students stared at him in confusion and asked if he was an exchange student, to which of course, the son of the bat replied yes.

So, for months: instead of going to classes, Damian escaped to the dimension and learned from it, sometimes just because he wanted to escape from home. Of course, he didn't notice the suspicious look Danny Fenton was giving him. Nor Poindexter pointing out to the halfa that someone was using his locker as some kind of transportation, again.

Danny knew the "exchange boy" wasn't a ghost, but he had no idea where he came from. All he knew was that the boy was too proud to recognize his city as a danger (Danny had kept Damian from encountering so many ghosts), the boy snorted at the mention of ghosts and said it was absurd. Danny just wanted to avoid him being killed, and maybe close the damn portal.

The worst part was when more "exchange students" started showing up, students who were obviously taking his dimension as a vacation. The halfa growled in frustration, knowing he had a lot of work ahead.

[ladyredmoon13]

DCXDP prompt

Fun with nature

The whole family had been working so hard lately, and fearing burnout; Bruce decided that it was the perfect time for a family vacation. They all picked a place they wanted to go and after some debating they decided on visiting the family cabin in the mountains of Colorado.

Everything was nice. The family were together, having fun. Being in nature and trying to get along. It was nice. It was peaceful.

For about three days.

That's how long it took them to notice that something wasn't quite right. It started with Damian noticing a green bird following them on a hike.

At first he thought it might have been Garfield, but when he got a good look at it through a pair of binoculars. He saw that the bird had six red eyes and feathers that made it look like it was on fire!

He notified the others and that was when other animals started appearing. First a Mole that would pop out of its hole just to stare at them. Then a Chipmunk hidden in the bushes, scurrying around and following them around the yard.

Damian and Tim both swore they saw it on two separate occasions somewhere in the cabin. Things were getting weird, and they were about to get weirder.

The next thing they knew they woke up to the AC unit having been cut off. Only to find that the wires were not only chewed through but the unit had been moved to the tree line. 20 paces away.

Later, after they fixed it; they were playing board games when they heard loud crashes and what sounded like tearing metal. Once outside they see all their cars vandalized.

Every window was smashed in. The paint scratched and they were covered in random punctures as if they were shot at.

It was escalating. Someone was watching them, spying on them and they wanted them to leave.

But why?!

It all came to a head when a redheaded woman in a blue hazmat suit wielding a machete and her teenage son came out of the woods. Telling them about how their plane crashed and asking them to use a phone.

- Instead of ending up at Vlads Mountain Chalet, Maddie and Danny run into the Waynes on vacation during the events of the episode Maternal Instincts.

[polterrrgeist]

Some things for an old friend's fic/AU? It was called Fatal Phantom, I don't remember the context for these but I think it was something along the lines of Fenton/Phantom being 2 separate people and Phantom not entirely being accepted by Jack and Maddie as a member of the family

[racke7]

It occurred to me recently that there's actually a really funny thing you can do to replace that fun trope of "Harry Potter, Master of Death" (let the fandom die) with someone else who "fits the same mold".

Just use Danny Phantom instead.

Danny Fenton is a socially awkward teenager whose parents can swing wildly between "affectionate/supportive" to "neglectful" to full on "dissection".

His superpower is that he's a ghost (and that he can generally figure out why his parents' crazy inventions don't work), and he's physically unable to sit still and "let someone else deal with the problem".

He's also literally the King of Ghosts, by a technicality, and is on good terms with the Keeper of Time.

Basically? If you want to make something that needs someone with a "death-adjacent" power-set? Just shove Danny into it, and he'll probably have some reason to be there, a bit of trauma to go with it, and "our ghosts are different" can be used to twist his powers into a frickin' pretzel.

[iamalittlefangirl25]

I need to reblog with tags but I'm on mobile so please check out the the tags they not mine but op's

Short DPXDC Prompts #980

The information blackout on Amity is taking its toll on Amity Parkers. The GIW are getting more violent, the ghosts are getting more dangerous in order to not get caught by the GIW, Inviso-Bill is nowhere to be found. Paulina starts calling anyone and everyone that she knows from outside of town. No one answers her pleas. She manages to get a list of contacts her grandfather had during his time in the military. She’s ran out of options. She hopes to god one of these numbers work. She dials. And waits. The phone rings and rings and rings and- “Hello, Alfred Pennyworth. How may I be of service?”

[demonic0angel]

DP x DC Prompt: The Fenton Family is out in Gotham when someone starts giving the youngest member, Dani shit. A rogue, basic criminal, Damian Wayne, doesn't matter who. Jazz immediately activates Big Sister Mode and starts beating the shit out of them. Jack and Maddie cheer her on.

“You’re doing great, sweetie!”

“Yeah! Get ‘em in the kisser! Swing it! Whooo!”

Danny took a long sip of his milkshake as he watched his parents surround Jazz beating up a clown and cheer like it was the Super Bowl. They were cheering enthusiastically as Jazz was kicking and beating the handkerchiefs out of some creepy, green haired clown with ugly makeup.

Dani was next to him, also holding her own milkshake. He had bought it for her after the clown had tried kidnapping her. She sniffled, but thankfully, the tears that she had shed were mostly from surprise rather than fear. Now she was all smiles, watching Jazz exact revenge for her.

Another man, broad and with a streak of white in his hair, was standing next to them, staring at Jazz kicking the clown in the teeth. He looked a little lovesick, actually, but he hadn’t said a single word to them despite reeking of ectoplasmic rot. Other people were also watching and cheering for Jazz, excitedly waving their hands and recording the one-sided beat down.

It was almost a little sad.

Danny took another sip of his milkshake.

“Yeah! Yeah! Get ‘em!”

“Kick him again! Get him in the balls!”

He nodded to himself as a plan formulated in his head. Once Jazz got tired, he’d step in and take over breaking the clown’s bones for trying to hurt and scare their little sister.

Maybe this vacation wouldn’t be too bad.

[lurukifennecfox]

Danny was utterly unamused with current situation.

current situation being he was stuck as phantom babysitting his own corpse. because apparently if you summon a Halfa just the wrong way they get split into a full ghost and a zombie which currently was trying to climb a fire escape for some ancients forsaken reason!! why'd they even summon some protector spirit from Illenois? why is it doing a backflip? How does it know how???

what's worse is he's currently in Gotham because Jazz wanted to go to Gotham U and his parents decided it was a good idea to do a family vacation together in the America's most crime ridden city. and he hasn't got a chance to tell them yet about the whole halfa thing and he's not telling them now while HOLY SHIT HOW HE GOT IMPALED he looked away for ONE MOMENT!!

Danny just lost track of his corpse... in gotham

why's his zombie so restless again?

the bats are now looking at a ghost who is chasing a talon around gotham. which is concerning.

danny meanwhile:

Phantom: Daniel James Fenton YOU WILL NOT COMMIT MURDER LIKE THAT

Talon Danny's corpse: 🦉

[batpham-kills]

Something's... Off about the Fentons and their son's friends.

They seem to have been the last people to see Vladimir Masters, owner of DalvCo, and know of his whereabouts, yet refuse to reveal him or his location. They also seem to be taking full advantage of his absence, taking over his company and profiting from it and living in his castle in Wisconsin.

They always seem to have some kind of excuse as to why he's not around.

"He's on vacation! Oh, where? Um, Antarctica."

"You just missed him, actually. He was here a few minutes ago. Yeah, in this random dirty alley as I was being mugged. We discussed... Alleys."

"Yeah, he lives here. I know his room is super dusty. He just likes it like that."

Although Tim Drake sees the absence of Vlad Masters as an absolute win (Tucker Foley is much less creepy), he still sees that this requires an investigation. After all, a missing CEO is big news, especially when the last people to have seen him seemed to have had major beef with him. Could they have... Murdered him?

-

Or: Vlad's taken a nice little trip to ghost prison. The Batfam think Vlad's disappearance was a result of the Fenton family murdering him.

[op-sys-chaos]

DPxDC prompt (demon twins au)

A video from your son, the email was titled. Bruce was confused. Which of his kids would send a video to his public work email??

Bruce clicked play.

On the screen was a boy who look a lot like Damian, but most certainly wasn’t him.

“This video is for the eyes of Bruce Wayne only.

Hi Dad. I’m Danny. You likely don’t know I exist, and if you’re receiving this, I’m already dead. Well, more dead than I already was. Maybe it’s cruel of me to send you a message post-mortem, but you deserve the truth, and telling you earlier would’ve put you in danger.

This email is set to automatically send if I haven’t opened my computer for 3 days. I sometimes set it longer if I’m on vacation or expecting trouble, but I’ve mostly likely been away from home for a bit over three days if you’re receiving this.

I don’t know who killed me. Obviously. I’m recording this in advance. But it was probably either the GIW or my adoptive parents, the Fentons. I half-died at 14 and became a local ghost superhero, but they never realized I was trying to help and kept talking about tearing ghost-me apart molecule by molecule, so I bet that’s what happened. There will be nothing left of me to bury. Sorry about that!

The rest of the story is this. I was raised in an assassin cult, eventually escaping at the age of 6 when they sent me on mission and I successfully faked my death.

My biggest regret is that I escaped alone. And that’s the reason I’m reaching out to you.

You’re a civilian. If you know too much about the League of Assassins you’ll be in danger. But I need you to save my twin Damian. He’s likely still there after all these years. He never wanted to escape; he took pride in being the heir to the league. He’s probably going to be stabby; he’s an assassin after all. But it’s not his fault. Ra’s - our grandfather - brainwashed him a lot more than he brainwashed me because Damian was more susceptible to it. It’s not his fault. Please. Save him. I’m begging you. My biggest regret is leaving Damian in the league. You have a chance to save him. Please, please do it.

I wish it would’ve been safe for me to get to know you. You seem like a cool dad, from what I’ve seen of you on the news with your oldest kids. I bet you’re like that with the youngest you hide from the public too. I wish you all the best. Thank you for listening.

Your long lost almost certainly dead by now son, Danny Fenton.”

Bruce took a second to process this, then picked up his phone and dialed his youngest’s number.

“Father.”

“Damian, did you have a twin named Danny?”

“…Who told you?”

Bruce hung up and sent Damian the video. He needed a minute to process this anyway.

Damian called back a few minutes later, after watching the video.

“Father. I do not care what state he is in. We must discover exactly what happened to Danny. Even if there is only a single molecule left. We must discover the truth.”

“I couldn’t agree more, Damian.”

Dealer’s choice on whether Danny is alive. The few ideas I have for this are:

- they find him mid-vivisection and rescue him

- they find what’s left of him post-vivisection and post his core being crushed

- he’s perfectly fine and just forgot to open his computer (maybe clockwork made sure he forgot?) and now he’s panicking about the fact that his family knows about him and could be in danger. He wanted them to know he existed, not make themselves a walking target for the league by finding him and trying to bring him home!

- Jazz found the automatic email and, deciding to meddle in her brother’s life and him back to his family and maybe get a good parent for herself as a bonus, sent it early

- Technus decided to start shit and sent it while haunting Danny’s computer

- Clockwork screwed with time to make sure it got sent

Lmk what yall do with this!

[proneterror204]

Manson family relations

The GIW had finally done it. They had declared marshal law in Amity Park. The complete lockdown started three days ago and they had surrounded her house. Sam was lucky her parent never skimped on home defense. They had gotten advice straight from Bruce Wayne after all and it was reinforced with Fenton Tech.

When the lockdown first started Sam's and a bunch of other parents went to complain, and the GIW had simply opened fire. They were gone now, along with most other parents. She didn't know where the Fentons were. Tucker, Jazz, and all the other kids were hold up in the school, under siege by the GIW just like her. The Fentons had also fortified the school. FentonWorks went up in green ecto-fire yesterday. Sam doesent know why.

Danny had been blown out of the sky getting everyone left to safety. He had been unconscious in her bed for over 24 hours now. Sams only comunication with the outside world had been from her grandma Ida, who was vacationing in Florida, and said that she was sending family.

Sam was trying to figure out what that meant when she heard gun fire outside. Not ecto-guns but real guns and explosions. It was getting closer.

Glass shattered from inside the house and her emotions boiled. There was no way she was gonna let them inside the house. Sam raged as every house plant her mother thought was fake sprung to life and lashed out at the intruder. Swords slashed vines and guns riddled pots and plants with bullets till a man in an orange and black battle suit stood in front of her. He had two sword and alot of guns. He took off his helm revealing and aged face with a missing eye as he spoke.

" Relax little Poison ivy, Ida sent me. My name is Slade Wilson and Im your grandfather."

[dcxdpdabbles]

can you write the batfam going to amity due to *reasons* and alls well until Jason feels like he SHOULDNT go near since it’s Danny’s Haunt? Like how Crime Alley is ‘his’ Haunt? And batfam thinks he’s just being dramatic but uh, yeah he isn’t.

"I'm not going in there," Jason repeated, standing on the side of the highway, arms crossed over his chest and a stubborn scowl on his face.

"Jay, please get back in the van," Bruce sighed while the rest of the Waynes stared from their seats. They had originally all gotten off, but when the second eldest had started yelling, Bruce herded everyone back inside, including Dick.

No one knows why Jason was acting like this.

A few minutes earlier, he had napped comfortably in the far back of the large van Bruce had rented. The family had been on a cross-country road trip, where they all piled in together and let the GPA lead them to their final destination- Wayne Mountain Hotsprings. Alfred had the idea to practically kick everyone out of the manor to bond.

Members of their various teams would watch Gotham for the three weeks they would be gone. This week, Kon and Bart texted Tim updates. At first, the Waynes were not entirely up for the trip, but after a few hours of driving, they all enjoyed singing random songs and researching their vacation pick.

They each got to pick one random spot they wanted to stop at one the way- tourist trap or not- and Damian had been excited to go to "America's most haunted town." He had even been able to contact local ghost hunters who were excited to give them a tour. The Waynes would spend the night at the only hotel in the city and leave tomorrow morning.

That was the plan until Jason woke up screaming at the top of his lungs, "Pull over! Pull over! I can't go in there!"

It gave everyone a heart attack. Bruce had nearly driven into the other lane as Jason had been attempting to unbuckle himself and- were it not for Cass's quick reflection- fling himself from the moving vehicle. As soon as they found a safe spot to pull over, Jason leaped from the van and placed himself in front of the Welcome to Amity Park sign

A little up the road, they could see the city's outskirts. The Fentons, the acclaimed ghost hunters, were expecting them in twenty minutes. Damian was getting angsty.

"Can you explain why you can't go into Amity Park?" Bruce questions, stepping closer. "I won't make you go in there. I just need to know what's going on."

"Don't you feel that?" Jason asks, gesturing to the air around them. "It feels unsafe."

"What does?"

"The vibes," Jason said straightly, and Bruce's left eyebrow was spammed. "The vibes are choking."

Bruce takes another step closer, voice lowering into the familiar tone of comforting a scared civilian. "Jay what do you mean by that."

Jason opened his mouth only to snap his head upwards with a scream. "He's here!"

Everyone looked up—or at least those in the van by a window—only to see nothing. There was nothing there that could have freaked out Jason so much. The sun, maybe? Gotham wasn't known for its sunlight, and perhaps the fact that he grew up without it made it extra terrifying to the Gothamite.

Jason leaped behind Bruce, hiding like he did as a child. Now that Jay was taller than his father and buckler, it was a strange sight. "I'm sorry! I swear I wasn't going in!"

"Jaylad, what-"

"Ghost detected." The robotic voice of Damian's official ghost-hunting equipment made everyone freeze. The boy had opened the door of the van, escaping Duke's attempted grasp, but whatever he was going to say was cut off by the little machine in his hand.

It came from the Fentons' online store, and although it didn't work, Damian enjoyed walking around with it, searching for the paranormal. The rest of the family saw it as an age-appropriate make-believe, sighing in relief when he waved his little box around before deeming the area safe.

As it were, Damian waved the box again, letting the machine hum and bling as it landed on a particular spot in the sky. "Ghost detected. Ghost detected. Ghost located. Ghost is ten feet before you."

"Oh wow," An unknown voice said over the sound of rushing cars on the highway. Damian's eyes widen. "Haven't seen that design of the Fenton Finder in years. First edition, isn't it?"

Damian eyes are practilly sparkling as he puffs out his chest "It is! Are you a ghost?"

"Yeah." Suddently a glowing flouting transparent boy pops into thin air. No sound, no portal, not rush of air. Just one second he's there. He offers Damian a wide warm smile, that somehow makes his glowing green eyes menecing. "I'm Danny Phantom."

He turns his eyes back to Jason as Damian gapes at him. The boy had thought Phantom was a local urban legend. He has been decorating his room with "captured" images of Phantom for years. He turns to Tim, hissing for a pen and his photo binder.

"You." Phantom points at the cowering man. "Feel strange. You're overshadowed, but at the same time, there is no foreign soul in your body. What are you?"

"Um, I'm just here on vacation with my family-oh!" Jason words are cut off as Phantom flings himself at the pair. Before Bruce or Jason can react the ghost has his hands inside of Jason chest, ramaging around like it's a bag. Oddly enough, this makes Jason blush.

"Hmm. Yeah, there is no other ghost here. Are you haunting your own corpse?" Phantom floats upwards to stare into Jason's eyes. "Or are you a Halfa?"

"My own corpse," Jason gasps, but Bruce decides he's not about to let whoever this bothers his son, pushing Phantom back. Only somewhat surprised by the fact he made contact the hero's grunts

"Kindly keep your hands to yourself."

"Sorry," Phantom mutters, flouting back. He fidgets with his glowing white hair while shifting his feet. "I just wanted to be sure he was safe. You may enter."

And with another pop, he's gone.

Damian makes a sad whine in the back of his throat, holding a picture of a blurred image of Phantom and a pen. He flipped through the binder, attempting to find the clearest one while the ghost chatted with his father and brother. "I didn't get an autograph."

"There's always next time," Tim offered, patting the boy back as he led him towards his seat in the van again. You should keep that on your person so if you run into him again, we can get it signed for you quickly."

"Okay"

"Phew," Jason breathed, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead. "That was terrifying. Anyway, we should get going, I don't want to be late for the Fentons."

He ignored Bruce's look, walking back as if he hadn't held them up for nearly forty minutes because the vibes were bad.

Bruce stared as Jason skipped back to the van, feeling very old and single. Maybe he should try calling the blind date Alfred had attempted to set up for him. He needs some support in raising his children. He has too many white hairs as it were.

[elizabethemerald]

Danny woke up in a soft bed and stretched. He immediately wheezed as pain all over his body made itself known. Ugh. He must have tangled with Skulker again last night. But why didn't he remember it? And where were Tucker and Sam?

It was the thought of his partners who he usually woke up tangled with that brought his eyes open wide. He was in some kind of mansion, he could tell that immediately. Only rich fruit loop mansions had wood paneling like this. Had Vlad escaped and made another attempt at adopting Danny?

He growled as he slowly sat up. If Vlad had hurt Tucker or Sam he was going to imprison the fruit loop, vampire wannabe in the heart of a black hole.

However the more he looked around the more he didn't think that this was because of Vlad. For one thing, this room was way better decorated than Vlad could ever do. He didn't trust even other people's opinions enough to hire a decorator or designer.

Danny moved to the closets and found clothes tailored for Danny's body there. So this definitely wasn't a kidnapping attempt. No way would Vlad spend this kind of money on Danny without some way to show it off.

He reached for his ghost core and came up empty. Certainly this body was still liminal, in fact more liminal than even the average Amity Parker, though not as bad as Jazz, Tucker or Sam. So if he didn't have hist ghost form, was this not his body?

He stepped in the in-suite bathroom next. The face looking back at him in the mirror looked like his, but also different, scars in different places than what he remembered. This body was only a few years older if Danny were to guess, but more muscular. Danny never had a need to work out and build muscle, he could rely on his ghost strength for that.

If anything this body's build reminded Danny a lot of Dan's. Ancients he hoped this wasn't an evil future version of himself again.

Remembering his earlier pain he lifted up his shirt to find carefully and skillfully wrapped ribs and several other precisely patched injuries. What they hell did this body get up to without a ghost core that they were so injured? Though at least the wrappings showed that they had someone who cared about them enough to take care of them after.

Danny stepped back out into the bedroom, as he tried to put his plan together. This was clearly some kind of body swap situation. Considering this body seemed to be an alternate version of his own, he would guess a dimension swap. Nothing he hadn't dealt with before.

Sam and Tucker would quickly figure out he was replaced then restrain his more dangerous powers. They had his improved version of the Plasmius Maxmimus if they needed. Jazz would notify Fright Knight and use her abilities as Regent to keep the ghosts in line. He would just need to figure out he was, play the part for long enough to find a way back into the Realms to unite with his family.

Now to figure out who the hell this body belonged to. He looked carefully throughout the room. There was very little personal accoutrement in the room. Which was weird because the bedroom Danny shared with Tucker and Sam was filled with their personal touches. Only one nightstand had any personal effects, two framed photos, a phone and a wallet.

Danny reached for the phone first as that could provide the most information. However it was locked and didn't have either fingerprint or facial unlocking, instead had an eight digit password needed. Eight digits! 1,000,000,000 possible combinations. Paranoid much?

Well to be fair, Danny's phone was locked to his ecto signature so only he and Ellie could unlock his phone, a privilege she used to gift herself roblox money, order pizzas with his credit card and change his lock screen to an embarrassing picture of him asleep with his mouth open and a blob ghost napping in his open mouth. How she kept finding that picture despite his many attempts to purge any trace of it, he would never know.

Tossing the phone onto the bed as a later problem, though slightly worried about the number of notifications on he could see but not access or read, Danny focused on the wallet instead. Here at least he struck gold. The credit cards were all under the name Bruce Wayne. Considering the heavy weight of the cards, he doubted the Waynes were hurting for the money as if the ornate room weren't evidence enough.

There was a collection of business cards that said Bruce Wayne was the CEO of Wayne Enterprises. Jeez. Hopefully Wayne Enterprises was find handling things on their own for a little while, Tucker and Sam were the business brains behind the former Fentonworks, now rebranded to Realms Tech. He was always more of an inventor.

There was also a collection of photos. He lifted the wallet as the clear photo holders unfolded. Quite the collection of photos. There were numerous pictures of Bruce Wayne with different kids, and even more with just the kids themselves. Many of them had black hair, but there was one red head girl in a wheel chair and a blonde girl as well.

Bruce Wayne had kids. Danny couldn't help a warm smile from gracing his lips. A lot of kids apparently. After having to deage Ellie so she could stabilize Danny and his partners had taken on the responsibility (and wonderful gift honestly) of raising her back to adulthood. It had given them the baby bug a bit. But with Sam refusing to be pregnant it left them with limited options. Unfortunately they were afraid of adopting because of their liminality and how the ecto radiation would effect the kids. It was nice to know that an alternate version of the Danny ended up with Danny's dream of a big family.

None of the pictures were labeled, so Danny couldn't figure out the names for his alternate's many children. So he turned his attention to the two framed photos. One of was a group shot that seemed to have all the kids from the wallet photos.

Bruce was front and center in an arm chair, and there were kids all over him. The eldest, who had been photographed in gymnastics attire was draped across Bruce's shoulders. Another boy was suppressing a smile with a surly look as he stood with his arms crossed over his chest, some of his hair dyed white. His look was mirrored by the youngest looking child, the only one who seemed to share any traits with Bruce, standing on his other side.

The blonde from earlier was leaning heavily on an asian girl, knocking her into a boy who looked like hadn't slept in a week. All three of them had smiles of different sizes, but all looked happy and relaxed. An african-american boy leaned against the red head's wheelchair and was subtly holding up rabbit ears behind the youngest's head.

Danny's smile threatened to strain his facial muscles. This man was loved. Even the frame itself had its corners worn down to show how often it was handled.

It was only signed with "Remember you're not alone, Old Man! ~ D." Danny didn't know which one of the kids was D, but he hoped Bruce took the reminder to heart. It was so easy to lose this.

The other photo was of Bruce standing with a very proper looking older gentleman. Both men were giving the same small, tired smiles and leaning on each other slightly. The back read, "Alfred and Master Bruce." Master Bruce? A butler perhaps? But obviously one loved and treated like family. This picture was a few years old and sat with Bruce's other family at his bedside table.

A soft knock at the bedroom door was the only warning Danny had before Alfred himself walked in, before stopping in surprise.

"Ah, already awake Master Bruce? I was afraid I would have to drag you out of bed for breakfast." Alfred said with a British accent, then he glanced at the picture frames in Danny's hands. "Feeling sentimental this morning?"

Danny smiled and set the two photos down on the nightstand. Then he patted Alfred on the shoulder.

"Surely you can allow an old man a moment of sentimentality?" Danny allowed the smile to fade from his face, clearly his alternate was much of a smiler. "What were you saying about breakfast?"

"I was just informing you that breakfast will be ready soon. It's a full house, so do try to make yourself presentable." Alfred said, with his same precise diction, as he looked Danny up and down.

"Of course. I'll be down in a moment, Alfred." Danny said and Alfred gave a quick nod before leaving, closing the door behind him as he went.

Alright Danny, time to pretend to be Bruce Wayne.

Super short dp x dc idea

Danny is an Alternative Universe version of bruce Wayne. They get switched through some hijinks and Danny is trying to be Bruce-like and just trying to act like a Good Dad to these children his alternate self has amassed (holy shit). Like, He's doing his best to attend school plays and parent-teachers conferences (because Alfred still reminds Bruce of all of them even if he says he can't make it) and is doing no batman stuff (because Danny is unaware there is even such thing as batman stuff).

Meanwhile, the children are 100% sure Bruce is a) possessed b) concussed c) hypnotized d) any and all of the above.

[kizzer55555]

The Vampire Aesthetic

Ok so Danny knows two billionaires personally and they really couldn’t be more different. Yet they had one thing in common. A vampire aesthetic. Sam is fully into goth. Spiderwebs, bats, the color black. She enjoys fangs and fake blood and the darkness of her soul. Meanwhile, Vlad is Vlad. If his name wasn’t enough, the dark clothing, pale skin, and flying around with a cape and fangs with coffins in his mansion really sells it.

Danny doesn’t know many rich people so he thinks this might be some kind of trend. (If Paulina is rich, her family likes the chupacabra) So he just thinks that all rich people have some kind of vampire thing going on.

Cue Danny somehow ending in the Wayne household. Maybe he was brought over as a friend of one of the bats, maybe rescued from a field trip/vacation gone wrong, maybe some other situation. But he is there in civilian form with civilian Waynes and Danny just takes a good long look around the inside of the mansion.

“So where’s the vampire aesthetic?

Everyone freezes.

Danny just starts looking around, checking behind paintings and feeling the walls for secret levers. Used to secret passages with Vlad and possibly Sam. The Fentons definitely had them when they were temporarily rich.

“Come on, I know you guys are hiding it.”

Cue the entire batfamily thinking that this is another Tim and that he is fully aware that these people are the batfamily. Danny hangs around the mansion more and the bats just start dropping their disguises and not even bothering to hide stuff around Danny because they assume he already knows. (Possibly even trying to recruit him to be a new bat) Meanwhile, Danny, who does not know these people are batman and his birds, just does not pick up on any of it.

He grew up in a health violation with a giant ballon observatory lab above his head and a portal to the afterlife in his basement. He is a half dead teenager who has tea with the god of time and his godfather is the other parent to his clone child. He’s used to death lazers being scattered across his home and mysterious stains on clothing.

People are weird! He doesn’t judge!

[mynameisjag]

This was an easy hit.

Granted the energy guns hurt but he healed fast and pain was barely registered to him anymore.

He was used to the occasional target fighting back, it always made it at least a little interesting, he has too many years under his belt to be taken out by mere civilians. Even as armed as they were.

Masters grudge against a his old collage ‘friend’ wasn’t even a new story, self entitled assholes that found themselves with an abundance of wealth sending a hit out after a perceived wrong was an old tale.

The kid was…interesting…reminded him of a certain other hero…

Ran his mouth a little too much and needed more training…both easily fixed really and Slade…Slade had the experience to help the little hero reach his full potential.

Really, if he thought about it, a vacation of a mission.

Hell, everything he needed to restrain the kid was right in the child’s own home, didn’t even have to buy the equipment or break into anything with the way everything was out in the open.

In fact, he thinks he should be given a good guy point for getting Danny out of that place, it was obviously dangerous to his well being after all.

So, an easy hit, easy pay and a bonus on top.

Respawn won’t mind having a younger brother, not after a few words on how his son was obviously the superior child and that Slade would need his help in aiding Danny’s merge with their family.

If Masters threw a fit about him getting the kid, well, Slade had a few surprises he had lifted from the Fenton’s lab he could show him.

[dctviswhyimalive]

This is perfect, and totally something that would happen too. I love the stories where it's Good Parent Fentons and Danny brings home Dani and they are both just happy to have another kid/grandkid and are super chill.

And now I'm thinking about this one prompt I saw about the Fentons moving to Gotham (ALL the Fentons) and opening a restaurant/bar and they are all just confusing cryptids completely on accident while being a safe place for villains to hang out expect the joker who each family member will fight on sight.

Anyway maybe Danny ended up in front of WI when he got hopelessly lost and maybe the reason they moved was to hide from the GIW bc they're all at the least liminal and so Danny just takes a chance and then the Bat starts freaking out bc the crazy crytpid kid said what!?! Oh. Huh. This is a problem, we should look into that more. In the mean time all the batkids are already on TV commiting to the bit.

Spiritual adoption ftw, Jack is already calling Bruce his brother, and they look so alike it's totally plausible. They were going by Nightgale while hiding from the GIW but have already asked Tucker to change their papers to Wayne

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Danny going to Gotham and being mistaken for one of the Wayne children and just rolling with it. Better yet, he uses it to try and help the ghosts.

Reporter: Mr. Wayne! Can you tell us what Wayne Industries is working on now?

Danny: Wayne Industries is currently working to annul the law that was currently enacted by the GIW.

The Waynes are all at home, curiously wondering which one of them was the one on tv, and what exactly could this act be.