- ... Hello?
Hallo Herr Forehead.
- Stop calling me that.
We're not in court. Unless you are? No you can't be, you wouldn't answer the phone if you were.
- Still, it'd be nice if you didn't call me that.
Ach, warum, magst du das nicht, don't you like it?
- Not in the slightest.
But it's a, uhhh, nickname.
- I know it is but I don't like it at all. Everybody makes fun of my hair and face already, at least try to find a more... Original... One, what's that noise?
Was?
- There's a weird sound, what are you doing?
Ah, yes, yes, that's - I'm cutting my hair, that's why I called you.
- You're calling from the hairdresser?
My bathroom.
- ... 'scuse me.
I'm calling from my bathroom.
- ... Are you just chopping off your-
Yes, that's why I called you.
- WHY are you calling me at... Four in the morning for you about giving yourself a haircut, I can't really just drive there to help?
Ich weiß, aber I need your opinion.
- Klavier I cannot fucking see you.
I know.
- ... ... ... Fine. Fine, whatever, I've got five cases of the same minor felony to work through anyways. So what are you doing.
Cutting.
- Cutting how?
Short.
- You look fine with long hair though.
Ja, well, my brother did also and I looked exactly like him and I'm not feeling that alright right now, so you know.
- I... Yeah that's. That's a good point. But do you have medication you need to take?
Yes but I missed that and if I take it now it will fuck up all the other times I need to take it, that's why I'm cutting my hair.
- God, ok, uh... How... How do I help, what's my role in this.
Tell me how to cut it.
- ... I can't fucking see you.
That way if it looks like shit I can say it's your fault and not mine.
- Wow. Real foolproof plan.
Danke.
- Alright, uh... What have you done so far?
Cut off my braid.
- Like at the root?
Nein, just uh, shoulder length. More or less. Gott I look like a fucking. I'm just missing the uh, the... Big sideburns.
- Mutton chops?
I think so. Put a pair on me and I'll look like some tryhard psychedelic rocker from 1978 to 1982.
- I am honestly trying very hard to visualize that and I can confidently say I have no idea how that would look like.
Maybe you have aphantasia.
- What?
Nevermind. I just mean that I look disgusting.
- Even with your face?
This is really not the best moment to remind me of my face I think.
- Sorry.
Keine Sorgen. So! What do I do now?
- Oh, uh... Don't touch the uh, bangs. Fringe? Bangs?
Not to worry, my forehead is gonna remain nice and covered. I'd hate to steal your gimmick.
- Fuck off.
Fine, I'll find a different nickname. Maybe something about your arm necklace, like how does Herr Bling sound?
- First, that's maybe worse. Second, my arm what?
Arm necklace. The uh... Arm. Band. Bracelet.
- Arm necklace.
Shush. So bangs are gonna stay. What goes.
- Eh, hm... Do you have like... An electric razor or something?
You propose an undercut?
- Yeah. On the sides maybe. Or the back if that's, if you have mirrors to help.
Oooh, thinking dangerously, I like that. I'm gonna do it on the back blind.
- You're gonna fuck it up.
In that case that'll be your fault, I already told you.
- Ok, whatever, do it your way.
I am.
- Good.
... ... I could call you Herr Papagei.
- Herr what?
Papagei. Herr Wright’s daughter, she calls you Polly no? That’s a parrot name, no? Herr Papagei.
- No.
Herr Papageno?
- That’s the same as the parrot one, you can’t fool me.
No no no, that’s a reference to the, uhm... Die Zauberflöte von Mozart, the Singspiel. Opera. Papageno is a character in it, and in opera you have to sing very loudly and you’re loud. Makes sense.
- Sounds too much like the parrot.
Well yes, he’s meant to be a sort of, of bird man.
-Yeah, I don’t wanna be that.
Ach, you’re difficult. Want me to call you Herr Sonnengott?
- ... I don’t think calling me by my first name in court is very formal.
Oooh, were did you learn German? Is it Fraulein Cykes?
- It’s not that hard to tell “Sonnengott” means “Sun god”. It’s basically the same words, just misspelled.
Hey, English is a misspelling of German.
- I guess...
Anyways! Herr Gerichtigkeit, dann?
- Oof, that’s a mouthful.
Herr Chords of Steel.
- I think that counts as advertisement.
Hmm, you’re right. Herr Vocalist.
- No.
Hm, what’s it about you... Herr Observant.
- Sounds weird.
You find one then.
- Herr Justice.
Ah, but that’s boring!
- It is my name.
That’s why it’s boring!
- Bleh.
... ... ...
- Wait, is your hair wet or dry?
Was? Uh, dry?
- Have you got like, a towel on your shoulders?
No?
- ... So you’re just. You’re just buzzing your hair like that, getting it all over yourself? Like on your back and shirt and all?
Yes? Should I be naked to cut my hair?
- Don’t make me think about that...
Hey, I’m pretty handsome.
- Yeah, and you’ve probably got ten thousand bits of hair stabbed inside your back like the spines of a porcupine. Take a shower once you’re done or you’ll be itchy for twelve days straight.
Will you join me?
- Get your mind out of the gutter, I’m technically still at work.
Gasp, and you’re telling me to get in the shower with you? How debauched...
- Klavier.
Ja, ich bin er.
- Stop that.
Fine, fine, but seriously, a shower at four in the morning?
- You’re the one who didn’t bother getting prepared! Now you’re getting a shower at four in the morning!
Ugh, as you say.
- ... How’s it going anyways? Your hair.
Give me a moment and I’ll answer.
- Ok.
... ... ... ...
- ... ... ... ...
... You know what. I think I like this.
- Really?
Really.
- I’m glad.
... Thank you, by the way. For answering the phone. And talking, and just... Indulging me and all. It’s... It’s nice, you know?
- It’s nothing, honestly. It’s nice talking to you.
Really?
- Really. ... Even if half of it is you trying to convince me into letting you call me horrendous name after horrendous name.
Ha ha, I suppose so. I’ve go a last one.
- Klavier.
It’s good, I promise.
- Fine. Hit me with it.
Herr Kollege.
- ... Herr Kollege.
Yes.
- Mister Colleague.
Or friend. It also means friend. Since we’re colleagues, and also friends. If you don’t take back what you said when you visited. But it sounds professional, no? Good enough for court?
- ... You know what, that’s clever. I’ll allow it.
Can I still call you Herr Forehead outside of court?
- Do you have to?
It’s a proper nickname. Not a business one.
- So you will still use it no matter what I say.
I’m just saying it would be hard to grow out of saying it.
- Fine. No choice anyways.
So I can keep it?
- Yes. Now get in the shower and wash that hair away before you get all itchy.
Sir yes sir. You go back to work.
- Will do.
‘Tis goodbye then?
- Goodnight. And don’t- don’t worry about, uh, calling me. If you want. I’m usually here to answer.
I’ll keep that in mind. Thank you for talking, Apollo.
- Don’t mention it. Goodnight.
Goodbye.
(Klavier looked again in the mirror. He would have probably regretted this once he was a little more well rested and could properly see all the errors he had made, but with a hand running across the back of his buzzed hair to feel it scratch and sting his digits, to feel how much shorter the blond strands he had cut were compared to how they’d been, and replaying Apollo’s voice in his mind, he thought he really liked the way he looked.)
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Danny is the Crazy Old Man™️ of Gotham
So, the events of Danny Phantom happened decades ago
Like, Phantom Planet was one of the first instances of Superheroes in HISTORY. Early 1900's, just the Fentons were Insanely Ahead of their Time!
Danny is still a Halfa, but has allowed himself to grow old and live his best life before fully dying so he can accept his Throne in the Infinite Realms. He decides to experience Life in the fullest way possible, partying, drinking, making long lasting friendships that shape the lives of everybody he meets, all that!
Eventually, Danny's Party Life leads him to Gotham. And this place is just amazing!
It has all the comforts of Home, with so much more! He can Party! He can Fight! He can do anything he wants and nobody bats an eye, because a crazy old man getting into a fistfight in the middle of the road is just another Tuesday for Gotham!
He decides to spend the rest of his Mortal Life there. And this is still Early On in the DC Timeline, like, Batman Year 1 is happening Right Now.
He hangs around, befriends the local Homeless Population, and mostly just has the time of his Life! And he takes up the stereotypical Homeless Old Man look because why fight it? That's literally what he's going for!
He also unintentionally sets up a bunch of future events
He teaches Kid!Jason on his to steal Tires as repayment for driving off some muggers with a Baseball Bat (honestly he was looking forward to being mugged, it's a new experience after all)
He pulls Kid!Tim into an Alley after Tim gets caught out at night and gets chased by some Punks. He hides Tim behind a Dumpster and tricks the Punks into mugging him instead (Yay! He finally got mugged!)
He becomes kind of well known as the Old Man who wants to experience everything before he dies. He says as much too, not like he really has a reason to hide it. He just tells people "I want to live my life to the fullest, it don't matter if I live 10 more years or 10 more minutes, I'm gonna experience every second of it!"
He once walked into a Cloud of Fear Gas to see what it was like. Later he said it was a 6/10. "Not the worst thing I've had injected into my body!" He says with no Context.
He traded places with a Hostage during an active Crime Scene because he wanted to know what it's like.
He was once dared to take Batmans Utility Belt by another Homeless Guy as a joke, so he walked up to Batman later that night in full view of everybody else and just asked for his Belt. He gives up after a few minutes, and one guy asked "Why not fight him for it? It's an experience after all.". Danny replys "Nah, I've fought Vigilantes before. It was fun though, gotta say!"
...
This got away from me, but all this to say: Imagine the Bat Families Reaction when they find out "Crazy Old Danny" is PHANTOM. You know, THE FIRST SUPERHERO!
I imagine Constantine is having a stroll though Gotham after finishing up some business with Bruce, and just bumps into a homeless guy by accident.
Later that night:
Batman: Constantine, Why are you calling? Is it to do with the-
Constantine: Why the fuck is there a Homeless God in your City?
Batman: Wait wha-
...
Or imagine they know before Constantine meets him, and it goes instead like this
Constantine: Why the fuck is there a Homeless God in your City?!
Batman: You mean Old Man Danny? He's just a homeless guy? What do you mean?
Constantine: I swear on what's left of my Soul, that is a God.
Batman, a little shit: I don't think so, I would know (fully knows)
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When fiona is like, "I didn't" about mickey coming to see Ian. She isn't expecting him not to come because it's mickey. Fiona watched Frank, the person who was meant to love and care for Monica, not show up and support her with her illness for years. Yeah, fiona doesn't really like mickey, but she would be doubtful of anyone showing up. She expects it will be her and her family once again pushed to take care of each other. She expects disappointment cause she's traumatised and wants to look out her for baby brother. If fiona put her trust in mickey, it would just be harder for her to comfort Ian when he doesn't show.
And even ignoring that, she was right. Mickey didn't show up for Ian then. He does after, but that's not the point. Fiona isn't a massive bitch just because she expected something that happened.
People are always so hard on fiona because of how she treats the milkovichs. I agree that a lot of the time, she's out of place and mean for no real reason. She should be more open-minded and understanding, but at the same time, I get it.
Fiona doesn't know the milkovichs, mickey, in particular. She doesn't hang out with him and get invited to sleepovers. So she doesn't see past his kinda problematic shell. Mickey is just a kid, but he's also the kid who was trying to kill Ian, who beat lip up in the streets. Mickey is known to be a criminal, rude, and just like every other straight white guy on the southside. It's not surprising that she doesn't immediately warm up to him when in her eyes it was only a few months ago that he got a whore pregnant and married her. Fiona doesn't know a lot of the context that makes Mickey so forgivable.
I'm not completely defending her with her hate to the milkoviches. Like she should be able to understand that there is more to them, their kids in a bad situation. Her hate for them isn't entirely unwarranted, mickey way more than mandy. Can we remember that mandy did almost get Ian killed tho by lying and saying he sa her?? I might be a little mean, too.
Basically I just think people should try see fiona perspective on it a bit more and not just make her out to be a heartless bitch.
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