Sea Cryptic! Danny AU- Pt.3
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“Aquaman.” Batman swept into the room, beelining straight for the suddenly apprehensive Atlantean king.
“Batman. What can I do for you?”
“Phantom. Does he pay taxes?”
“Pardon?”
Batman makes a low noise that had Aquaman’s danger senses buzzing.
“Does Phantom have to pay taxes. Towards Atlantis.”
“No…? Why?”
“He wanted money, in exchange for… information, of a delicate sort,” Batman said, diplomatically avoiding the topic of Phantom bargaining for the identities of corpses in exchange for a measly $100 dollars per identity. Like a flea market dealer, that one was.
“You encountered Phantom again?” Aquaman perked up.
“Yes. Gotham’s bay is… polluted.” Batman paused. “With victims. Of murder.”
The entire area quieted as heads turned towards the Dark Knight.
“Yes, I am… distantly aware of Gotham’s waters.” By that, Aquaman gets green around the gills whenever he turns his awareness in that direction. There’s a reason he doesn’t enter Gotham, and the Dark Knight’s ban is only half of that reason. “Ah, but you’re correct. For what purpose would Phantom need mortal currency?”
“Hn.”
“Maybe he needs some stuff?” Flash zipped to a stop next to Batman, feet tapping as he dug into the pile of snacks cradled in his arms. “Us mortals are always coming up with new things, maybe he wants to try some games or something?”
Batman tilted his head down, seriously considering Flash’s suggestion. “It’s plausible.”
“Barry, Barry, Barry. He’s old as hell, right? He probably wants to try the new booze!”
“Hal, my man!” Flash fist bumped Green Lantern, who came up. “You’re back! What happened to John?”
“Dunno. He got called somewhere that way,” Green Lantern waved a vague hand towards the left. “Had to deal with a politician or something from that area.” He shrugged, swinging an arm over Barry’s shoulders to put him in a headlock and stealing a chip.
“Huh. Anyways, would our mortal alcohol even work on a demi-god or something?”
“We should ask!” Hal turned towards Batman. “You should ask if he wants to go for a drink, spooky!”
“He’s a child.”
“He’s been around for more than a millennia, Bats.”
“Informational gathering, right, Hal?” Flashgot out of the headlock, quickly munching on his snacks to stop Green Lantern from stealing them.
“Totally. Yup.”
“…Fine.”
“Wait, are we just gonna ignore that Gotham’s waters are full of bodies?”
“Yes.”
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“What?” Danny asked, mind half on the bags he’s dragging out of the water and the other half on the essay he has to submit in about four hours.
“Green Lantern wanted to invite you out for a drink.”
Danny turned to the stoic Gotham knight, who had his wrist computer out to log the bodies’ info the moment Danny gave him the information. Some of them even told Danny who murdered them, so Batman could start building cases with solid leads.
Danny’s only twenty. He’s not legal yet but he doesn’t want to give any clues to who he is. How is he supposed to…
Ah!
“Can’t.” Danny shrugged. “I’m not legal. I died when I was fourteen so…” Danny trailed off, speechless at the drowned puppy face Batman was giving him. What the fuck.
“Anyways, fork over my payment.”
Batman wordlessly hands him a wad of hundreds.
“What do you need cash for?” Batman suddenly asked.
“Huh? Isn’t it obvious?” Danny tucked it in. “Material things, obviously. I need a blanket,” because holy shit, Gotham is damn cold this time of year. “Anyways, see you same time next week, litterer.”
“I don’t litter.”
“Tell that to the batarangs I found under the water,” Danny grumbled. “But I’ll stop calling you that if you get a signature from Poison Ivy. I have a friend who loves her.”
“An alive friend?”
“Wouldn’t you like to know, weatherboy?”
Danny snickered and disappeared. He’s gotta cram that essay.
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“There’s a possibility Phantom might be homeless.”
“Batman, I mean this in the nicest way, but for the love of Atlantis, please stop giving me headaches. It’s time like these I wish I stayed a lighthouse keeper.”
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Time traveling Danny Phantom doing missions for Clockwork. On these missions he makes friends and learns about the culture. He always comes back with souvenirs they can be clothes, weapons, books, anything really.
Aquaman invites the Justice League to his birthday party in Atlantis. Everyone was happy to come especially Phantom who was so excited because he hasn't visited Atlantis in a while. Before Arthur could ask what he meant by that Phantom flew away.
Cue Phantom showing up in traditional royal Atlantean clothing that hasn't been worn in hundreds of years because the material went extinct. Now Danny has to fight off Queen Mera and historians demanding he hands it over, while he is refusing to because a kind man gifted it to him for helping save his son and daughter.
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Martian Manhunter: I have treated your injuries as best as I could, Batman. I would recommend bed rest until you have fully recovered.
Batman: I should be back in a week.
Superman: A week? But-
Batman: A week. I don’t have the luxury of rest, Superman. [glaring] Are you going to stop me?
Superman: No, I’ll let it slide this time, on one condition. [determinedly steps into Batman’s personal space]
Batman: …Superman, why are you hugging me?
Superman: This will be our daily therapy.
Batman: Are you… purring?
Flash: [enters the med bay] Don’t mind me guys, I’m just here to… Whoa. Is it Batman’s birthday today? Can I get a hug too?
Martian Manhunter: I am aware that vibrations produced by a cat's purr can aid in the process of healing. Perhaps this could be a good substitute, Batman. It may shorten your recovery time.
Batman: I’m not going to let myself be-
Superman: It’s either this or a month’s bed rest, Batman.
Flash: Oh cool! I can help too. Healing group hug! [glomps Martian Manhunter, Superman & Batman, vibrating slightly]
Aquaman: [enters the med bay] Hey Superman. Whoa.
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Supersons with the Justice League. How will it go?
Oliver: How are you liking it here?
Damian: We don't.
Jon: It's so boring. There's nothing to do.
Oliver: Well, don't tell Bats I told you, but he keeps some extra of his butler's cookies in the break room.
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Jon: Look, it's Atom!
Damian: I imagined him taller.
Ray: Superman, Batman, were you playing with my shrinking tech?
Jon, whispering to Damian: Let's play along so we don't hurt his feelings.
Jon: Whoops, I guess we were. Sorry.
Ray, internally: They're playing along! I'm gonna get a good grade in uncle, something that's normal to want and possible to achieve.
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Dinah: Why are you outside my dressing room?
Jon: You're a really good singer.
Damian: I can get you in contact with an agent.
Dinah: Thanks, but I already have one.
Damian, handing her a business card: Let me rephrase that. I can get you in contact with a BETTER agent.
Dinah: ...You have my attention.
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Jon: So can you construct anything you want?
Hal: As long as I have the willpower and imagination.
Damian: What about these?
Damian: *shows him their Cheese Viking OCs*
[five minutes later]
Jon: Eat cheddar!
Damian: You are no match against my almighty parmesan blade.
Hal: Note to self: talk to Carol about kids.
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Jon: Race you down the hall!
Damian: Last one there has to pay for lunch.
Barry: You're on.
Damian and Jon: *zoom off*
Barry: *walks at human speed*
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[at lunch]
Damian: Is this vegetarian?
Zatanna: Nairategev ti ekam.
Zatanna: It is now.
Jon: While you're at it, can you please make these nuggets dino-shaped?
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Damian: Thank you for the gingerbread craft supplies. We have created something for you in return.
Jon: *shows him a gingerbread Atlantis*
Arthur: *chokes up remembering his son would've been as old as them*
Arthur: I shall make sure my whole kingdom sees this.
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Damian: So we have Jon, Jon, and J'onn. This is why I call people by last name.
Jon Kent: We can start a club!
J'onn: That sounds a little childi—
Jon Stewart, elbowing J'onn: Sure!
Jon Stewart, whispering to J'onn: Don't you dare crush the kid's dreams.
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Diana: *happily ruffling their hair*
Damian: *scowling*
Jon: *smiling*
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Bruce: Thank you all for watching my son.
Clark: Mine too.
The Justice League:
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