#the cameras dont work around danny and bruce is confused

[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

Alright you asked for this. Literally.

Danny discovered he really liked stealing. It wasn't always easy but it was fun and there was nothing quite like the adrenaline rush he got from narrowly avoiding capture from one of the bats. The bats were heroes like he used to be, but instead of using powers most of them used gadgets and cunning to defeat thier bad guys all while wearing- admittedly tasteful- fursuits.

Gotham was a strange city in an even stranger world, and while he still sometimes wondered how Amity Park was doing without him he had no plans on returning to that hellhole. furniture. Would never return to Amity, even if the people apologized profusely and begged for him to save them. No one had any way of finding him either, between the necklace he made that blocked his ecto-signature and the fact he had chosen a dimension that wasn't directly connected to the ghost zone there wasn't any chance of his past catching up to him whether former friend or foe.

Still, he needed somewhere to live.

Lucky for him there was an absolute himbo in a giant mansion with like, nine hundred kids with black hair and blue eyes. If this guy was anything like his dad than he probably wouldn't even notice him without the resemblance. The thought made him chuckle a bit.

The kids that Bruce the Billionaire had actually adopted might be a problem though. Some of them seemed extremely competent, which usually means Danny will have to break out the med kit.

Still, Danny didn't survive this long as a halfa without being a absolute menace and was planning on just walking in through the front door in broad daylight. Ya know...to test the security. He didn't bother with the gate and just decided to do one of those fancy flips he learned from watching Nightwing to get over it. After that all he needed to do was literally walk in through the front door and from there find the kitchen. 'C'mon Fenton' He thought to himself, 'Act like you belong'

The kitchen was easy to find, in part due to the horrible smell of whatever was cooking, or rather burning, in the oven. Danny quickly grabbed some food from the fridge and made his way upstairs to where he thought the bedrooms might be.

He turned invisible a few times when he felt the other kids nearby and he swears he the one in the red shirt was staring right at him. Danny nervously gave a little wave but the guy didn't react, nor did he show any indication that he saw it. He just continued to stare suspiciously in Danny's direction.

"Jason! What are you doing?" One of the younger ones called out, "Are you really that scared of losing?" Jason finally looked away from Danny to retort, "There's nothing for me to be afraid of Blondie. I'm going to crush all of you!" And with that he joined the others in what Danny guessed was a game room.

He made his way to an uninhabited part of the mansion near one of the towers. He wanted to be able to sneak in at night on the rare occasions some stars would be visible. Maybe he can steal a telescope later? It was something to consider.

This was all going a little to well. Danny had already begun setting up his bedroom and hanging his- mostly stolen- wardrobe up in the closet when he heard the sound of footsteps approaching his new little haunt. Danny hid in the closet, turning his clothes invisible along with himself just as he heard the door to his new room open.

The footsteps lead directly to his hiding place when the person decided to speak, "I know you're in there." Danny recognised the voice as belonging to that Jason guy, "You should come out now."

Danny made no move to do so. Or anything else really. Seconds passed by feeling like minutes before Jason opened the closet door and found...nothing. Just an empty closet. Still, he continued to stare at the spot the weird energy was coming from. The pits were rolling inside his chest but they weren't angry. It was weirder than that.

It was like the pits wanted to grab whatever was very much not there and whisk it away to his main safe house and keep it there under his protection.

But there was nothing there

Out of frustration he waved his arm out in front of him, but all he felt was cool air. Growling to himself he turned around and left the closet muttering to himself about going crazy.

Danny waited until the footsteps retreated down the hall before shakily letting out the breath he'd been holding. Crap. That was close. One day and he was almost caught. Maybe this was a bad idea.

He decided he would stick around anyway because what were they going to do if they did find him anyway? Call the cops? He'd be gone long before the cops arrived and could easily steal his stuff back from the evidence lockers. He wasn't a normal human or a meta, he was untouchable. The only reason he was hiding was because he didn't want to live in an environment where he was unwanted and disliked. Never again. They can't hate him if they don't know he exists.

Even with these thoughts running through his head he remained invisible as he snuck back into the kitchen hours later. This time the smell coming from the oven was heavenly. Danny floated past the older guy that was cooking on the stove and stuck his head through the fridge door to search through it without opening it and alerting the butler. Swiping some leftovers and carrots he quickly retreated back to his temporary room.

Later he decided use his intangibility to hide his clothes in the walls incase Jason came back searching for him or the butler came in to clean. He also decided to pick another room to sleep in after tonight in case someone got too suspicious.

The next day brought with it a shower and plans to steal a few beds from the mattress stores because as much as he adored the comfortable bed in the room he had broken into it would be a little too suspicious if it just disappeared. He planned on picking a few of the rooms people rarely went into and again just stashing them in the walls.

A gasp came from behind him as he entered the kitchen. Crap. He had been so caught up in his thoughts that he let his invisibility drop. Turning around, he recognized the person as Tim Drake, the teenage ceo of Wayne enterprises.

Time to bs his way out of a situation. "Hello Tim."

Tim seemed more than a little shaken up, though that probably wasn't helped by the facts Tim's eyebags had luggage of thier own. "Who are you?"

Without thinking Danny responded with the first thing that came out of his mouth, "You're dreaming. I'm your subconscious."

What.

"What?" Tim echoed his thoughts, just as perplexed as Danny was at what he just said. Unbeknownst to Tim, Danny let his aura surround himself. Ghost could create illustrations and after images very easily and wrapping his aura around himself or others could allow his targets to see whatever they wanted to see, even if Danny didn't know what it was that they were seeing. "This is your dream and I'm essentially just a figment of your imagination. If you don't believe me then why not change my form?"

Tim squinted at him and Danny felt the aura flutter and shift and the other guys eyes widened. "Well?"

"What do you want?"

"For one, I want you to sleep more." Danny said casually. Just because he was an intruder didn't mean he couldn't care about the people who he kinda lived with.

"My subconscious appeared before me in a dream to tell me to get a proper sleep schedule?" Tim asked, incredulous.

Danny shrugged, "I understand you're busy." Danny did. Caring for a company is hard, even for people much older and more experienced than him. "But you need to take care of yourself too. You won't be able to do a lot if you're stuck on bed rest."

Tim frowned but didn't argue, "Is that all?"

Danny shook his head, absently wondering what form Tim had given him, "I doubt you'll do it, but please look into therapy." He had heard the butler mention it once and Danny wholeheartedly agreed that everyone needed therapy. Though he might be a bit biased thanks to growing up with Jazz.

Tim just stared at him wide eyed, looking like he was about to have a mental breakdown. Danny decided he really didn't want to have the whole family rush in to ask him what was happening and blow his cover. So he hugged Tim and whispered that he was loved and charished before quickly overshadowed him, causing him to fall asleep, then flew them invisibly through the ceiling to a common room and sat Tims body on the couch and left him there to "wake up" from his strange dream.

Danny was rather proud when he discovered Tim attended his first therapy appointment.

I saw bones doing this and thought it looked fun, so I wanted to try it with some stuff I came up with off the top of my head.

[snekullent]

#poll#tim is going to be so upset when he finds out that danny isnt actually his subconscious#tim: I went to theropy because of you!#the rest of the batfam: ?!?!?!?!#danny: youre welcome :D#this can be dead on main#you can change dannys age to be whatever#lmao danny at one point tries to gaslight brucie wayne into believing he wasnt real too#it didnt work but bruce pretended it did#the cameras dont work around danny and bruce is confused#bonus points if the only reason danny gets caught is because he got sick and was fast asleep in his bed#and Jason straight up kidnaps him and brings him home to care for him#dannys a bit shaken but theres a handsome ghost taking care of him with tasty soup so hes not complaining#the first break in <3#yall can continue this if you want im going to go get lunch

I saw bones doing this and thought it looked fun, so I wanted to try it with some stuff I came up with off the top of my head.