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this chapter fought me tooth and nail i stg

no beta because im tired if u see any typos kindly lose your memory thanks so much

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"Heya Danno," Dad greets them with a laugh, "Having fun, Ellerina?"

"Tons!" Ellie giggles, rolling over Jon to get up and beam at her dad. "Didja hear the ghost's out of the thermos now?"

Dad laughs, heartily and Santa-like, pulling out his phone to wiggle it. "Jazzirincess let me know."

"You mean Jazz texted you so you wouldn't get confused." Danny grins, making Dad laugh.

Ellie leans over to Jon, who has also gotten up, whispering. "Dad would have seen Cousin Conner and ruined the whole thing."

Danny and Cousin Conner pick themselves up as well, dusting off grass and standing a little awkwardly.

"You must be the new baby." Dad grins, peering down at Cousin Conner and walking around him in inspection. "A clone, huh? That's neat, just like our dear old Ellie over here."

"Uh, yes, sir. Well, I'm not a baby, but." Cousin Conner coughs, looking very confused as Dad leans in and lifts his arm, inspects his hands and even his hair. "That's me."

"Remarkably stable," Dad comments, rubbing his chin, "Any issues with your health? Allergies? Skin rashes? Powers acting up?"

"Uh." Cousin Conner blinks. "No, I don't think so, sir. My uh, powers kind of mutated a little differently from Clar—Dad, because uh,"

"Because?" Dad uses a hand to shift her cousin this way and that by the shoulder, even going so far as to lift a foot to inspect a calf for some reason, Ellie doesn't know.

"Because my DNA is uhm hybrid in nature." Cousin Conner obediently looks up into Dad's gaze when Dad asks him to, and continues in increasing nervousness. "The genetic material that makes up my body comes from multiple donors, not just Superman."

"Fascinating." Dad finally finishes whatever the heck he was doing, booming out a laugh and slapping Conner on the back. "You let me or your Aunt know if you've got any issues, y'hear? Our specialty is Ecto-studies, but we know a thing or two about clones." Dad winks at Ellie.

"Uh, yes sir." Cousin Conner looks lost and so terribly confused that Ellie has to go over and give him a hug. Clone solidarity and what not. "Thanks."

"Now, let's go see what the adults are up to, eh?" Dad chuckles, ushering the four of them to join Aunt Lois, Uncle Clark, Great Aunt Martha, Jazz and Mom.

It also looks like Great Uncle Jon is here too, being scolded by Great Aunt Martha.

And to think, Ellie laughs to herself, she's already a little overwhelmed and this is only a small percentage of the entire family.

She was fine before, when it was just the kids—the littler ones only care about how many backflips you can do, and the ones her age only care about school and TV shows.

Ellie can, incidentally, do a lot of backflips. She's also been downloaded with a bunch of memories from Danny's elementary years, so even if it was a little outdated…

"Hi Honey," Mom smiles, kissing Dad on the cheek in greeting. Dad kisses her back, turning to smile over at the Kents.

"Heyo Clarkmeister," Dad grins, nodding at Aunt Lois. "Lowey-Lane. Good to see ya!"

"Hi, Jack." Uncle Clark greets back, "Your wife is driving me nuts, per usual."

Aunt Lois waves, grinning sardonically. "Hey, Jack. Ignore my husband, he's driving *everyone* nuts. Drinks later? At the usual place?"

"Sure, sure! Hi, Auntie, Uncle!" Dad agrees amiably, tilting his bulk a little to call over to Great Aunt Martha and Great Uncle Jon. Ellie frowns to herself. Even in her head that feels like a mouthful—how do Danny and Jazz do it?

Speaking of mouthfuls—Ellie is starting to get hungry again. The adults are gonna start talking about the GIW again, so maybe she can grab Jon and head back to the kid's table?

"Jazzy filled me in," Dad's voice breaks them out of her thoughts. "Heard we're all part of the Clone Kid club, eh?"

"Stranger things have happened, I'm sure," Great Aunt Martha agrees, smiling from where she stands close together with Great Uncle Jon. "Conner's a sweet boy."

Dad's large hand wraps around her shoulder, squeezing her in on his other side and thwarting her attempt to escape to where the food is. "And our Ellie's a real cute patootie, isn't she?"

Ellie smiles up at him, helpless and blushy. In the corner of her eye, she can see Cousin Conner's ears are red too, especially so when Great Aunt Martha beckons him and Danny over to stand next to her and starts to straighten out his clothes from their earlier tussle.

"So what's the verdict, anyway?" Danny asks as he dusts himself off, Jazz stepping in to pick some grass out of his hair.

"Your Uncle Clark here is going to ask his friends for help, son." Great Uncle Jon grins, grabbing Aunt Martha by the hand once she's down with Cousin Conner, "And Martha and I are going to get a drink from your dear old Uncle Bill."

Great Aunt Martha shakes her head, but follows along with a wave of her hand. "Play nice, children!"

"Was to to us, or to Mom and Uncle Clark?" Danny whispers to Jazz, nudging her with his shoulder.

"Could be either." Jazz shrugs, whispering back and making Ellie and Jon giggle.

Meanwhile, Dad looks over to Mom, who explains. "Clark's Justice League friends, they're going to handle the GIW for us."

"I've got some contacts," Aunt Lois agrees, "We can get the ball rolling on exposing those ECTO-Acts or what have you."

"I know Batman will be all over this like white on rice." Uncle Clark adds in, putting an arm around Aunt Lois. "We can get one of the Green Lanterns to weigh in too."

Dad's grip on her slackens a bit, allowing Ellie to wiggle her way out. Jon is luckily within in reach, so she grabs his hand and—

"Nobody," Aunt Lois says with a growl masked as false cheer, "Is going to touch my niece and nephew."

Ellie stops in her tracks, feeling all sorts of tingly from her aunt's fierce protectiveness. It's still new, this kind of support and love. She looks towards Danny, who also has a faint redness to the apples of his cheeks, making the blue of his eyes pop a little but more. She wonders if her blush starts there too, if her eyes are just as pretty as her templates.

"Well now, how about that." Dad shakes Mom a little, jovially. "Diplomacy at it's finest! Sure gives us some time to breathe, eh Maddie?"

Mom rolls her eyes and shrugs off Dad's hand. "We were handling it just fine Jack."

"And you were found out by a 13 year old." Uncle Clark scoffs, but Aunt Lois elbows him for it.

"Damian is a special case Clark, and you know that." Aunt Lois grits out. "And besides, I'm sure we Maddie and Jack would have handled it just fine."

"Mom and Dad have been backhacking the GIW, slowly gathering evidence and planting viruses." Jazz cuts in, rolling her eyes in the same way Mom does, "We were going to blow the building once we got all the weapons and experiments out."

"Ectoplasm can exacerbate explosive power in weird ways." Danny explains to the Kents, "And we wanted to make sure everything got cleaned out, but they have ghost barriers."

"The hang up was that they actually are a government sanctioned organization." Ellie chimes in, wanting to go back to the food table. Maybe take another shot at the bounce house. "But Uncle Clark's friends can handle that, right?"

"Me and my Team could handle it." Cousin Conner pipes in, sounds smug and self assured. "Mom and the Green Lanterns handle the front side, YJ handles the groundwork?"

"Dude, seriously?" Danny looks at Cousin Conner like he's swallowed a lemon. Whole. "You actually want to be involved?"

"Duh," Cousin Conner looks back at Danny confusedly, "Don't you?"

"Baby Conner," Danny intones very seriously, ignoring the way Cousin Conner sputters at being called a baby, "I am retired. I'm not getting back into the game when I finally have my grades together."

"Retired?? How old are you?" Cousin Conner blinks. "Wait. Does that mean you were a hero??"

"He's 17, and he used to be called Phantom, Amity Park's former small town hero." Ellie smirks, "And I was Phantasm, his former sidekick!"

"You were only on the scene for 3 months." Danny argues, "And you called yourself Phantom 2: Electric Boogaloo."

Jon snickers beside her, which makes her face go all warm. She doesn't regret it, it was funny, but she also doesn't like being called out this way. She sticks her tongue out at her brother to show her displeasure and turns glowy eyes at her cousin. "I don't wanna hear anything from you, Superboy Junior!"

"It's Superboy the Second!" Jon shoots back, hoity toity for no reason. "Not Junior!"

"It's only the Second if Cousin Conner is dead, dummy." Ellie sneers, clutching at said cousin. "And I'm not gonna let that happen—Clone Solidarity!!!"

Cousin Conner looks like he might cry, when she looks up at him to make sure they're on the same page. She thinks she might have done something wrong for a moment, before he smiles like it's carved out of him. "Hell yeah, Clone Solidarity!"

"Wait that's not true is it??" Jon immediately latches onto Cousin Conner's other side, "I don't want you to die Con, I just got you!"

"It's unfortunately true, Baby Jon." Jazz tries to break the news gently, "But that's on the general public for dubbing you that, I think."

"And nobody's gonna take me away bud." Cousin Conner soothes, squeezing both Ellie and Jon together tight. Ellie decides to bite Jon's cheek, now that it's in reach. "Mom would be really mad if that happened."

Jon, the meanie, just bites her back on her shoulder.

Which, rude. See if she takes him with her when she goes back to the kid's table.

"That's right sweetie, nobody's going to touch any of my family." Aunt Lois agrees, suddenly closer and ruffling Jon and Ellie's hair in a not-so-subtle attempt to separate them. Ellie sees through her, but lets her do it anyway.

Ellie's hungry, but she's not that hungry.

"It's not entirely a bad idea though." Uncle Clark makes a thoughtful noise, rubbing his chin and looking towards Cousin Conner. "It's a bit big to have Young Justice handle the dismantling, but maybe we can put you to work on public relations."

"PR work?" Cousin Conner whines, "I'd rather be benched than pushed to PR!"

"This is what happens when you try and butt in." Danny smirks. "Have fun smiling for the cameras, Baby Conner."

"What is up with this whole Cousin So-and-So, Baby who-dunnit, Great Uncle Pa, stuff? Don't ya'll ever get tired of it?" Cousin Conner whines, Ellie honks out a laugh.

"Do you know how many John's are in this family?" Ellie asks, leaning back to look up at her cousin. "Seven."

"Baby Jon, Great Uncle Jon," Danny counts out, "Uncle Johnny, Cousin Jimbo…"

"Uncle John, Grandpa John," Jazz picks up, and smiling beatifically, "And of course, Jimmy J."

"Jimmy J?" Cousin Conner looks horrified and confused, fingers up in an approximation of counting along, "How come he doesn't get a title?"

"Because." Ellie sniffs, just to be annoying. She doesn't know why either, that's not written on the notecard Jazzy gave her.

"You don't even know." Jon accuses, but he clearly doesn't either, so he doesn't get much of a say. She tells him so just as Jazz cuts in.

"The point is, if we don't, people get horribly confused." Cousin Conner looks towards Danny, who shrugs.

"We're always confused, but it helps at least." Danny leans in to whisper, "Mom doesn't even know everyone, and I doubt Uncle Clark does either."

"I heard that." Uncle Clark chuckles, shrugging sheepishly. "But you're not wrong, there's so so many'a us Walkers."

Aunt Lois crosses her arms, huffing. "I'm still mad at you. Conner wouldn't have been found out if you had at least told him about the Fentons. You and Maddie always fight—and Danny always hung out with Ma when he was Jon's age!"

Cousin Conner whips his gaze back to Danny, who smirks. "Yeah, dead giveaway by the way, stealing someone else's childhood like that."

Cousin Conner groans, directing a glare towards Uncle Clark as Mom screeches in laughter. "Seriously, Dad? I'm mad too. You and Pa said nobody would notice!"

"Nobody did!" Uncle Clark argues, "Your Aunt Maddie didn't even notice!"

"I would have noticed!" Mom argues, still trying to catch her breath, "I definitely would have noticed!"

"Please." Uncle Clark rolls his eyes, "The only reason we got found out is because of your spawn, not because of anything you did. You barely remember any'a the cousins!"

"Just admit you thought you could gaslight me and move on!" Mom waves Uncle Clark's comment off. She comes over to give Jazz and Danny a tight squeeze, smug and amused. "It's not my fault my kids caught you out because you didn't prep your kids!"

"Look me in the eye and tell me you did any prepping." Uncle Clark challenges, tapping his ear twice. "Don't forget, I can hear you lie."

"Fat lot of good that didya when we were kids." Mom smirks, though Ellie does notice that she neither confirms or nor denies. "You never once caught me, and you ain't gonna catch me now."

"I'll bet my bottom dollar that Jazz was the one who did all the work." Uncle Clark is relentless, and Ellie is starting to feel hungry again. Danny and Jazz had warned her that this might happen, but it really is so very tiring watching them bicker. "Either her or Jack. Which was it?"

"It was all Jazzirincess, Clarkaroo." Dad chuckles, placing a large hand on Jazz's head and ruffling up her hair and skewing her signature teal headband. Ellie decides to nudge Jon, slowly slipping away from Cousin Conner towards where the rest of the family is milling about and closer towards the food.

"Ha!" Uncle Clark shouts, pointing at Mom's face. "I knew it! Taking credit for your kid's triumphs? Shame on you Maddie Walker!"

"It is Doctor Maddie Fenton to you, Clark Kent!" Mom huffs, side stepping the subject.

"You always do this, changing subjects and never focusing on the actual point of what I'm saying—"

Jon and Ellie are ten feet away, when she realizes suddenly that they're not alone.

Aunt Lois and Jazz are right behind them, discussing the logistics of what actually needs to be done.

Cousin Conner is chiming in on what the YJ team can contribute, and how Danny can chip in as their ecto-contact or whatever, with Danny shoving at him to please not involve him.

Dad brings up the rear, chuckling and jostling the boys, egging them on and bidding Mom and Uncle Clark a good see ya later!

When Ellie looks back, Mom and Uncle Clark barely even notice.

"I heard that Uncle Bobby brought pork sliders." Jon's voice brings Ellie's gaze back forward, "He's got this special sauce, hand made and everything!"

"Ancients, that sounds so good" Ellie rubs her belly, voice going a little louder as they join back into the crowd that is milling about, "I'm so hungry I could eat a horse."

"Do halfas eat horses?" Jon wonders aloud, though his voice is low enough (that the crowd loud enough) that nobody even double takes at it. "I think Cousin Carmella has horses, so if you do I don't think you should, at least in front of her."

"It's an expression." Ellie grins, before making a thoughtful noise, "And I guess we can? Just like any other meat, I guess. We eat just like humans, with the added bonus of built in ectoplasmic filtration."

"Damian's vegetarian, so I really don't think you should even use that expression in front of him," Jon mumbles as he brings out his phone to text said best friend as they speak, no doubt. "And that sure was a lotta words you said at me, that I sure did understand, yep."

"When you say best friend," Ellie eyes the blush and wide smile Jon gets when he gets a text back. "Do you actually mean best friend, or do you mean crush of massive proportions?"

Jon drops his phone, face red and horrified like she's discovered some kind of terrible secret about him when it's written all over his face like a name tag. Cousin Conner tumbles into Danny as he laughs his ass off in the background.

Well. she guesses that answers that.

Cousins, Clones and Conning the Family

Family Reunion AU, where cousins Maddie and Clark try to smuggle their clone children into the family reunion that happens every 5 years and pretend they've been there the whole time.

Spoiler alert, one of them does significantly better than the other. Mainly Kid POV, and also on AO3! Multichapter. ===

The problem with big family reunions, Danny thinks, is how utterly fucking lost Danny is all the gosh dang time.

"Well now, you're Maddie's son now ain'tcha? How old is you now?" The woman standing before him guffaws, ruffling his hair. He lets it, trying desperately to remember the speadsheet Jazz created for the family and (obviously) failing to recall this woman's name.

Agatha? Selene? Riri? No, Aunt Riri is over there—

"Yes ma'am," Danny smiles up at the unnamed aunt, accent going a little twangy like it always does at these functions, "I'll be hittin' 17 in a coupl'a months or so."

"My, my, you youngin's sure grow like weeds!" The aunt coos, gesturing to a height by her hip, "You used to be this tall last time I saw ya, betcha don't r'member me now do ya?"

It's a trap. If he says he doesn't remember, which is expected at reunions such as these that happen every 5 years or longer, she'll start going on and on about the stories she has of the family. Danny would have to stand here and demure and laugh at these cousins he doesn't really remember too well, but know enough to know that she's gotten them all mixed up.

"Pshaw," Danny doesn't react when a whisper breathes the answer into his ear, "I'd never forget a pretty lady like you, Aunt Helena!"

It works like a charm.

The second he's out of her clutches, he feels around for a cold spot. There, trailing just behind him, is Ellie. She's not invisible anymore, so he tucks her under his arm and bee-lines it towards the metaphorical kid's table.

"Thanks, Ellie. Weren't you supposed to stay with Dad?" Danny leads them around, trying to avoid any other mishaps. "Did Jazz send you?"

"She made me flashcards!" Ellie smirks up at him, ignoring his other question and pulling a corner of an index card out from the palm of her hand. She's always been better than him at manipulating the ecto in her body, for obvious reasons. Danny's not bitter about it at all.

"Damn, all I got was a presentation." Danny grumbles. Jazz and Dad somehow know every single one of their family members, which is ludicrous when even Mom doesn't know despite it being her side of the family.

He still can't really believe how big his family actually is, but he supposes that's natural. He only sees them once every couple of years, the only relative they see even on a remotely regular basis is Aunt Alicia, who has no kids and refuses (rightfully so) to remarry.

Danny's fine with that, he gets the best of both worlds after all. Cozy holiday stays with Aunt Alicia and he has places to stay all over the country if he really needs it, no questions asked.

Plus, crazy as they can be, these reunions have always felt like a big country festival for Danny.

"She likes me better." Ellie snickers, tugging him back to avoid Uncle Charlie's drunken stumbling.

"Everyone likes you better," Danny rolls his eyes, pushing Ellie's head down and ducking to avoid a stray kid's toy flying overhead, "I like you better."

As if somehow knowing Danny's being self deprecating again, Jazz shows up to smack him on the head. "I like both of you equally in special ways."

Danny makes a disgruntled noise, grumbling as he rubs his head, "Mooooom, Jazz is therapizing me again!"

Even though he was only half joking, Mom does show up specifically to laugh at him. "Honey, your father and I love all our children equally!"

"It's a secret," Dad says from behind Jazz, kids climbing all over him, "But Ellie's the favorite!"

"Jack!" Mom yells at the same time Jazz screams, "Dad!"

Ellie dissolves into giggles, making everyone but Dad helplessly laugh. It's good to see Ellie laugh, she does it a lot but it still doesn't feel like it's enough. Danny picks her up, giggling mess and all, and tosses her at Dad.

She lands, as expected, straight into the pile of children who scream and accept her easily.

"Nice." Jazz chuckles, this time patting him gently on his head in approval. Danny shrugs, dusting his hands off and heading back towards salvation: the food.

He and Jazz mingle a bit, exchanging greetings and school updates with the Aunts and Uncles they occasionally bump into, making their way slowly through and keeping an eye out for the other cousins.

Eventually, Jazz gets nabbed by Cousin Dermot just as Danny reaches the table, tossing a pig-in-a-blanket into his mouth and chewing with glee. The locals of the family usually something potluck style—and though Dad's genes are strong and the Fentons can't cook, the bulk of the Walker family definitely can.

In fact—Great Aunt Martha said she was going to bring some mini pies right?

Danny spies a pile of them in the middle of the large table and reaches for one, only to bump into the spikes of black fingerless gloves.

The gloves are, of course, attached to someone else.

It's a boy, around Danny's age, in a spiked leather jacket (matching the gloves) and white tee shirt with ripped jeans. He's got the tiniest John Lennon sunglasses and piercings everywhere—it makes Danny squint at him, with how much the sun keeps catching on everything—the spikes, the piercings, the metal arms of the sunglasses, is this dude also wearing lipgloss?

Danny's not judging, a guy can appreciate proper hydration to avoid chapped lips or even just for the aesthetic, but it doesn't help with the glare.

"Sorry, my bad." Right, okay, city slicker then. Not that Danny's much of a country boy or anything. "Did my spikes get you?"

Maybe Cousin Jenny brought a plus one? Danny eyes the guys jeans—they look tight. Was Cousin Mark into guys? Is this dude a guy or possibly a masculine girl? Ack. Stupid sun frying his brain.

"It's okay," Danny says, blinking away and tossing mini pie to the other person. "Aunt Martha's pies are worth the minor injury. You comin' in with one of the cousins?"

"Uh, yeah." Citypunk looks at Danny nervously, "I mean, I am one of the cousins." The guy bites his lips, shrugging, "Uh, one of the Kents, actually. Ma's real proud of the pies."

Danny blinks.

"…You're not Jon." Danny says, very carefully and slowly.

"…No…" Stranger Danger draws his vowels out, "I'm Conner. His, uh, older brother? Can't blame ya for being confused though!"

"…You can't." Danny agrees, because out of the two them, Danny definitely isn't to blame for the confusion.

"Yeah, lots of cousins, and all," Curiouser and Curiouser beams at Danny, shrugging and rubbing the back of his neck, "Plus, I know Jon's more sociable at these things."

"Right, he really is rambunctious, that guy." Danny nods, as if that's the problem, and not the fact that Danny knows every single cousin his age. Big as his family might be, Danny's generation came out the smallest. Cousin Jenny and Cousin Mark are the only two his age.

With Ellie and Jazz each being four years younger and older than Danny, and the other cousins being well beyond those ages in gaps, there is no way this guy is a cousin.

"Don't worry," Punk'd laughs self deprecatingly, "I know he's the favorite. even if Mom won't admit it."

Danny feels a vein throb in his right temple.

He's unsure if he should slowly back away or get up in the guy's face. It's just—now that Danny thinks about it, if wedding crashing is a thing, does that mean family reunion crashing is a thing too?

What's the protocol here? Should he fight this guy for having the audacity to use Great Aunt Martha's name in vein?

Wait, no, that's Jesus.

Is Great Aunt Martha Catholic? ...Is that the one with Jesus, or was that Christianity?

Wait, Danny, you knuckle head, Uncle Clark was adopted. Conner could be adopted too! Even though he looks exactly like that Uncle Clark when he was younger…

"Is this your first time at a reunion?" Danny ventures, "We only have 'em—"

"Every 5 years, yeah." Conner huffs, "Nah, I just used to hide with Ma in the kitchens."

Okay, clearly Great Aunt Martha isn't in on this, because Danny used to hide with Great Aunt Martha in the kitchens. Danny's about to lose his shit on this guy—or maybe sic Ellie on him. Whichever is worse.

"Oh yeah? That's must have been cozy." Danny grits out, taking a deep breath so his eyes don't flash.

"Yeah, it was!" Conner beams shyly. though all Danny sees is a smug smirk. "She's real nice-like, I'm sure you know. Real lucky to have her for a Grandma."

"Real lucky." Danny agrees, because Great Aunt Martha really was one of the better Great Aunts. Though most of the Walker Kin were hardy and tough, in that badass kind of way. Mom really liked Great Aunt Martha's lessons on bull wranglin' back when they were younger. "Speakin' of, she ain't here?"

"Nah," Conner makes a sad little pout. "She hadta stop by Auntie Agatha's for an emergency. She left two days ago, so she's runnin' a little behind. Cl—Dad went to go pick her up."

Danny squints at the possible imposter. That sounded like he was going to call Uncle Clark by his name, which makes things confusing for Danny. Guy will call Aunt Lois Mom but he won't call Uncle Clark Dad easily? Maybe he's a kid Aunt Lois had before marrying Uncle Clark? But Aunt Lois would never hide a kid, and Great Aunt Martha would never let her treat a kid like that. That's not even taking into account that this kid looks way too much like Uncle Clark for it to be a fucking coincidence. Plus, Danny knew about Aunt Aggie's emergency and how she might not be making it to this year's reunion—this gives Conner's story credibility.

But Danny knows that the best way to lie is with truths, even if the truths are confusing.

So what the hell is going on? Is Clockwork fucking with him? Did an alternate timeline get switched with his?

It wouldn't be the first time, but Clockwork at least had the decency to let him know at least.

"What the—" Danny blinks, as Conner picks up a very familiar, eye-searingly green colored post it note that was stuck to the plate under a mini pie. "Is this yours?"

"Yeah," Danny huffs. taking the note and rolling his eyes as lies roll off his tongue, "Sorry, y'know how it goes with Jazz."

"Oh, yeah." And Danny has to give it Conner, he at least rolls with the punches real quick, "I heard about it but didn't ever uh, see it in action."

"Really?" Danny feigns surprise, head pulsing in irritation at the words all is as it should be written in purple pen. There's no mocking smiley face, but Danny feels it in the ink anyway. "Thought she got all the cousins at the last reunion."

Conner chuckles nervously, "Oh, yeah—Guess I'm just, easy to miss you know?"

"Uh huh…" Danny eyes the guy and his piercings and very distinct style, from the tip of his clearly styled hair and needlessly ostentatious big black studded boots. "…Right."

Conner laughs, wincing. "These're new. High school debut."

"…You're a freshman?" Danny tilts his head, squinting.

"Junior." Conner automatically corrects, before stiffening. "…I just wanted to reinvent myself for Junior Prom."

"Right." Danny repeats, drawing out the vowels and finally giving up. He can tell Conner already knows what Danny is going to ask, and is trying to exit this conversation post-haste.

Fortunately for Conner and unfortunately for Danny, Jazz comes barreling in, almost knocking the former out in the process as she grips the latter's biceps tightly with her eyes wide and nervous.

Unfortunately for Conner and fortunately for Danny, though the look in Jazz's eyes thoroughly distracts the latter and gives the former a window to escape, Jazz's hissed out words end up keeping Conner rooted to the floor.

"Baby Jon has powers!" Jazz hisses as she moves Danny away from the possible imposter a couple feet. Even though she says it low enough for only Danny to hear, Conner's wide eyes as he whips his gaze towards them suggests that Jon's not the only one with powers.

And then words actually register along with that thought.

Danny hisses out the first thing he thinks of. "Since when?? I thought he took after Aunt Lois!"

"Since now," Jazz gruffs, switching her grip to drag Danny away, "and I need you to do something about it!"

"What?" Danny doesn't struggle, going along even as he eyes Conner who seems to be following them at a distance. "Why?"

Jazz pushes him towards the kid's area, rushing out a frantic "He's in the bounce house with Ellie!"

Danny freezes, or tries to even as Jazz keeps tugging him along, before shaking off her hand and booking it towards the bounce house.

Once the bounce house (a castle) comes into view, Danny clocks several things in succession:

One: Ellie and Jon are thankfully the only ones in the bounce house right now.

Two: Ellie and Jon are laughing, and through the mesh Danny can see Ellie watching Jon jump way too high to be considered normal.

And three: The bounce house is about to fucking tip over.

There's a gaggle of Aunts herding the younger cousins towards the food that's dense enough for cover, but sparse enough for Danny to dash through.

Between one blink and the next, he disappears.

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