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Amnesia AU

Part 7

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Hey i have a question, as any thing happened with steven and connie? Before Steven got abducted into space.

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DC x DP: Passion for Fashion

Danny Fenton's life is weird.

Ever since the accident that turned him into a helfa life has been throwing him around like a quarter in a dryer. He got good at rolling with the punches- fugitively and not- but every once in a while, he gets a surprise.

One of those surprises is his future self turning evil after killing his human side and eating Vlad's ghost side. Then he went on a world wide rampage that devastated the human race for almost two decades. Thankfully, he defeated him and locked up Dan between timelines, where he will spend all of entirely inside a thermos.

That was until Clockwork lost all sanity.

"What do you mean you let him out?" Danny slams his hands on the only table Clockwork owns. The time ghost doesn't seem moved by his outburst, not that the Accident ever does, as Clockwork often than not, was impassive with everything that has ever happened, could happen, or will happen.

Seeing all outcomes did that to a person.

"Two years have passed since his initial creation. That was enough time for the timeline that he came from to cease, as he never shaped humanity's history. This means, Daniel, that I could no longer hold Dan for a crime that does not exist."

"But he leveled nations, committed genocide and war crimes against the Infinite Realms! How can you say he is innocent!?"

Clockwork sighs. "I am not saying he is innocent but he did them in a time that ceased. All those nations stand tall, the people he killed never died, and all the war crimes were undone. I am saying he has never committed them in the first place."

Dan smirks from where he is rocking in a chair. Danny doesn't like the being's significant bulky form, so ready and dangerous, being so close to him. His counterpart could easily snap his neck with those beefy arms. "It seems I am free to go Brat."

Clockwork levels an unimpressed stare on his future self. "No, you are not. You still have the potential to commit crimes. Which is why Daniel is here."

Danny punches his fist, sneering at Dan, "You want me to kick his ass again?"

Dan snorts. He quirks a brow at Danny as if saying he found the threat to be nothing more than an amusing yelp from a small dog. Danny bristles.

"No," Said Clockwork "I want you to be his model for the Gotham fashion show."

What?

Dan leans back in his chair, crossing his arms behind his head. Danny is reminded of repeated offending students who get called into the principal's office but have lost all respect for the principal. They don't care. And neither does Dan.

"Apparently, I need to find a positive outlet for all my pent-up rage, and Clocky, here, thinks I could be a fashion designer." Dan snorts again.

Danny stares at Clockwork in betrayal. "You think he what?"

"I do not think. I know. I also know that neither of you will take this seriously, so I took the liberty of fusing a bomb into your cores. If you attempt to leave Gotham's city bounds, the bomb will go off, and you will cease."

Danny's and Dan's mouths drop open in a sickening mirror. They each reach into their chest only to slam their fingers against one of the clockwork's allurements pulsing against their cross. In a chill boning moment, they realize the Time Lord would kill them both without so much of a blink if it meant preserving the timeline.

Danny had often forgotten that Clockwork did not particularly care for him past his involvement with certain events.

"But- Modleing!? What does that have to do with anything?!"

For the first time in a long time, Clockwork smiled. "It is the catalyst of a turning point in Gotham."

"What the hell even is Gotham?" Dan demands slamming his own hands on the table. Danny is pushed out of the way to make the action possible which only irritates the younger more.

"Gotham is one of America's greatest crime infestive cities."

"Ugh, dude, that's not true.." Danny cuts in. "I've never heard of Gotham, and I've lived in America all my life."

"Not your timeline's America, Daniel."

"You're talking about an alternate universe. One that doesn't have a Daniel Fenton, doesn't it? " Dan questions crossing his arms. He rolls his eyes at Danny's confused gaze. "Honestly. And you call yourself the Ghost King. The Infinite Realms connect every living's things afterlife that, includes aliens and other universes. I never attacked any of them, but I did do some study on them."

"Dan is correct. This timeline has slowly been spiraling out of control due to Batman slowly losing whatever is left of his mind. His children are the only reason he's still considered Belovlent but he is going to lose them soon if he does not shape up. Your job is to make sure that does not happen."

"How do we do that?"

"By winning the Wayne Amature Fashion Show and ensuring Batman does not lose his humanity."

Dan snorts. "I can't help someone not lose their humanity. I don't have mine anymore."

"I believe you do. Otherwise, you wouldn't already have designs in mind for young Daniel."

Danny blinks as Dan carelessly shrugs his shoulder. He has designs already? Clockwork places two thick folders on the table. "Here are your backgrounds that will explain your apparence in that world. I expect you to memorize them and get used to them while in Gotham."

"Danny and Dan Fenton. Emancipated minor brothers from Santa Prisca who found their way to the USA with asylum when thier mother died getting them off the island. We're both meta-humans, with the ablitites to glow in the dark and make ice. " Danny read off squinting his eyes at the unfamilar words like "meta", "santa prisca" and most of all the ending part. "It says we're twins."

"Yes."

"Ummm he's like a thousand years old." Danny says pointing at Dan.

"I'm twenty-six"

"And still single. Ouch."

Clockwork raises his staff before Dan had a chance to answer. "I will of course be making adjustments."

Dan's body de-ages before Danny's eyes, dragging the man back into the body of a sixteen year old. Dan looks utterly bewildered for a only a few seconds before he opens his mouth a releases a string of spanish curse words.

Danny blinks. "I didn't know you spoke Spanish."

"I don't!" The teenage ghost sneers.

"You do now." Clockwork sighs putting down his staff. "As does Daniel. Santa Prisca is a Spanish's speaking country. It would not make sense if refugees from there did not speak the language. Now, good luck to you both, and remember, failing means I end your existence."

One blink to the next, Danny founds himself in the middle of a large city, with Dan- now in human form and looking identical to Danny- at his side with various suitcases surrounding them.

"I hate when he freezes time and moves me." Danny groans and Dan kicks the ground.

"How do we even know what a Batman is?"

"I guess we start here?" On the wall, is a flyer announcing the Wayne Armature Fashion show, with a cash prize of a fifty thousand dollars. A picture of a smiling man is printed on it with the words "Bruce Wayne as special judge." next to him.

"We have a house" Dan says flipping though his folder. "Crap knows how, but apparently it was left to us by a well meaning old man in his will. We should go there before we try to takle this whole Fashion show thing."

"Oh and you know so much about that."

"In case you forgot how to count boy, I was twenty-four when you sealed me away. Two years passed since then and I did not spend them in a thermos."

"What?"

"Clockwork let me out, but only in his haunt. I picked up a sewing machine after I failed to beat him in combat." Dan shrugs at the teenager's expression. "I know but I mellowed out a lot when my ordinal timeline ended. My madness went with it."

"How so?"

"I was mad with grief but you saved your family and friends, so that grief never came to be."

"That doesn't make any sense."

"Time Paradoxes never make sense."

Danny sighs "This isn't the first mission Clockwork's ever sent me on either. I've never gone to a different timeline but I went back in time a lot to stop other ghosts from getting too powerful. I know all about time Paradoxes."

"Crap are we cops? Time Cops?"

"Ugh I think we are."

"That's terrible. We have to find this Batman and get him to therapy cause I will not be a cop."

Danny follows after Dan, who is muttering to himself while reading a outdated map of the city. He wonders if the other realized he spoke in Spanish or if it had been a unconscious thought. He hopes this mission won't take too long, he wants to get away from his greatest mistake as soon as he can.

And he needs to work on his walk if he's going to strut down the run way soon.

Ugh.

Across the city, Bruce narrows his eyes at the Batcomputer screen as two identical sixteen year old's stare back at him. He hasn't found that tied them with criminal activity but meta's from Santa Prisca of all places has set off more then one bell in his head.

"Keep a eye on them" He tells his children who are all reading the same thing. "I don't trust them."

"Do you trust anyone B?" Dick jokes but his smile is strained as he reads the contest rules., "Did you really make up a whole fashion show just to lure Dan Fenton?"

"He's shown signs of fashion inclinations."

"Yeah but why are we the judges." Tim complains "I don't a thing about fashion."

Steph, Duke, Damian and Cass all nod. Bruce, unwilling to admit he just wanted to spend time with his kids, only grunts "It's for the mission."

"Sure B."

Cass doing nice stuff for Danny like holding open doors and punching mean people. Like, Danny could do all that himself, but it makes him feel nice when someone does it for him. Cass just likes making Danny feel safe and loved.

Cass jogged ahead of Danny, neatly stepping to the side to hold open the door for him.

Danny blinked, but smiled and then stepped through with an exaggerated bow. “You have my thanks, my gentlelady.”

“Of course, sir,” Cass said with a smile and a wink. They then both stepped into the restaurant, where Cass pulled back the chair for him too. She ordered the food for both of them and Danny watched her with his chin in his hands.

She finished ordering a comically large amount of food, much to the waiter’s despair, before finally turning to Danny with a smile.

“Y’know, you’ve been…” he struggled to find words. “… really protective of me lately. Is something up?”

Cass blinked and then said, “Nothing. I just wanted to.”

Danny raised an eyebrow. “You punched a guy in the face yesterday because he was rude to me for wearing a crop top.”

Cass frowned at the memory of yesterday. She wasn’t particularly bothered by breaking the nose of the asshole yesterday, but if Danny was bothered, then she could probably spare some effort to explain every reason why that guy deserved to be beat up.

Danny continued, “And the other day, you yelled at some girls because they were laughing at my eyeliner and boots. I don’t mind—” Cass relaxed, “— but it’s still a little strange. Is there something wrong?”

Cass stared at him before she then shook her head. “I just wanted to.”

She looked at him with adoring eyes before Danny couldn’t handle it anymore and looked away with a flush. Thankfully, the food came out at that moment, several servers coming out at once to bring out their food.

Both were immediately distracted and as they dug in, Danny said, “I’m paying for the meal.”

Cass opened her mouth, ready to pull out Bruce’s credit card but Danny gave her a stern look and she wilted.

“Fine,” she said with a sigh.

Danny beamed. He wiped her mouth with a napkin and then said, “I can do things for you too, y’know.”

She looked at him and smiled. “I know.”

DPXDC PROMPT

Danny and Danielle are sitting on opposite ends of a room full of people, with the only exit being the middle of a 10-foot high ceiling.

The Gotham rogue who captured them is getting increasingly irritated that their trap to move the walls closer isn't working while the Bats are getting closer.

Gotham water is toxic as shit, and the biggest bill people have is buying bottled water from other places so that they can drink water.

Until.

A new invention gets introduced, from a kickstarter.

It takes off, and practically overnight becomes the next big thing, the creator becoming a millionaire.

But he doesn't run off with the money. He actually makes the invention and starts up a legitimate business that has payment plans for anyone.

The invention?

A filter that attaches to the sink faucet, or goes in the water towers (there's large versions for this). It uses moon rocks along with other weird things to filter, but test after test confirms that it creates the purest, healthiest drinking water.

The inventor is Tucker Foley.

What's actually happening is that there's tiny ecto blobs hidden in the rocks, which are actually from the moon (Danny ate the radiation off of them), and those little ecto blobs fucking love the toxins in Gotham's water. They'll eat 'em right up.

Problem; now the water companies that were making a living overcharging Gotham residents are hiring hitmen to take Tucker Foley out.

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lol this is so dumb but can you please do one where Danny works with Dr. Doofenshmirtz to make a stolen hoodie inator since his keep going missing.

(LMAO)

Part 1

“Hello, Dr. Doofenshmirtz,” Danny said, stepping into his Evil Incorporated building. “I need your help.”

“Oh! Danny!” Dr. Doofenshmirtz said with a delighted tone. “How have you been! Is Dan still being evil?”

“Uhh… yes. He stole ice cream from me yesterday and then broke all of the bones of three guys while on patrol.”

Dr. Doofenshmirtz blinked. Then he said, “Wow, that guy is intense.” He shook his head and then asked, “What did you need help with? Do you need an Inator for something?”

Danny nodded. “Yes, actually. My hoodies are being stolen by someone and I want to know who. Could you make a Find-a-Hoodie-Inator or something? To find my hoodies?”

Dr. Doofenshmirtz hummed. “I’ll see what I can do! Sit, sit. How is Jazz? Vanessa wants to see her again.”

Danny smiled and then they made small talk as Dr. Doofenshmirtz built the Inator. At the end, he asked, “I need one of your hoodies for the Find-a-Hoodie-Inator.”

Danny carefully handed over one of his last hoodies.

Just as Dr. Doofenshmirtz was about to put the hoodie into the machine, the door was knocked upon.

Danny blinked. “Uhh. I’ll get the door.” As he approached, he suddenly had a very bad feeling.

When he opened the door, it was to Cassandra Wayne holding a platypus, with a duffel bag hanging on her arm.

Danny blushed. How did his crush know that he was here?? “C-Cass! And a platypus?”

He blinked and suddenly, both Cass and the platypus were gone. Instead, there was Orphan and a super secret agent.

“What the—?! Where did Cass go?!”

Orphan immediately tied him up with rope and the secret agent parkoured inside to defeat Dr. Doofenshmirtz and his Find-a-Hoodie-Inator, who screamed, “Perry the Platypus?!” as he was soundly defeated. Danny groaned at the sight of it. His poor hoodies.

Now he was never going to find them!

Orphan patted his head and then stepped over his tied up body to grab the hoodie that he had given to Dr. Doofenshmirtz. She took it carefully, hummed once, and then came back to Danny’s limp body. Then she dropped a duffel bag on top of him.

Danny blinked. When she released him, she and Perry the Platypus then darted out of the window with grappling hooks, having completed their mission of taking down the Inator for the day.

Danny stared out the window in confusion.

Then he opened the duffel bag.

It was his hoodies.

“What the fuck?!?”