Due To His Unrelenting Determination To Keep His Town Safe, Danny Is Bestowed A Green Lantern Ring. Which

The IRS

Billy doesn’t pay taxes. Anything related to taxes, he doesn’t know about.

M’gann: “What’s an IRS?”

Kid Flash “They’re these guys who collect taxes.”

M’gann: “Really? I’ve never paid taxes before. Are they gonna come after me?” *sounds slightly concerned*

Kid Flash: “Maybe-”

Marvel: *comes out of the kitchen with cookies* “No, they’re not. M’gann, the IRS isn’t real.”

M’gann: “It isn’t?”

Marvel: “Yeah, it isn’t. Wally’s just pulling your leg.”

Kid Flash: “Uh… no, no I’m not… Marvel you do know IRS is real, right? It’s important to me that you know that.”

Marvel: “Well, they’ve never come for me and I haven’t paid a single tax in my life.”

Kid Flash: *sounds completely concerned* “That means you’re committing tax fraud.”

Later…

YJ and Marvel: *all huddled around Tim who’s hunched over a computer*

Marvel: “Why’s is everyone here?”

Robin!Tim: “What do you mean, Cap? This is a celebratory moment. We didn’t even know you could commit a crime, yet here we are.” *typing on computer*

Marvel: “Why’d you pull up C.C. Batson?”

Robin!Tim: “Cap, you’re not exactly hiding your face. Anyone could find out who you were if they just dug a little deeper than the surface.”

Artemis: “Your name is C.C.?” *tries to see the computer*

Robin!Tim: “Charles actually.”

Zatanna: “You look like a Charles.”

Marvel: “I do? Huh. Well, anyways, I’ve been legally pronounced dead so I shouldn’t have to pay them right?”

Robin!Tim: “Well, you’re alive now. That means that you technically faked your death and that also technically means that you’re committing tax fraud so…” *types on computer* “You should owe 5 billion to the IRS.”

Marvel: *sounds completely devastated* “WHAT?”

Aqualad: “How could he possibly have racked up that much?”

Robin!Tim: “Well, Cap’s been “dead” *does quotes with his hands* since 1958 so he put off 66 years of taxes. Plus, the price of a dollar went up as the years passed so yeah.”

Marvel: “Oh my gods…” *sounds like he’s about to have a mental breakdown*

Kid Flash: “Wow. You’re actually an egregious tax evader. 5 billion is insane.”

Even More Later…

Batman: *came to check on the kids*

Marvel: *in a corner, rocking back and forth, practically crying*

Batman: “What’s wrong with him?”

Robin!Tim: “He owes 5 billion to the IRS.”

Batman: “…What?”

Robin!Tim: “Yeah, I know, right?”

Batman and Robin!Tim: *watch as Conner comes by and puts a bunch of blankets on Marvel. They then see M’gann come in with some hot coco and hand it to Cap*

Batman: *sighs* “I’ll get the money.” *walks away*

Robin!Tim: “Hey, Cap! You can stop worrying now! Batman is gonna hook you up.

And that’s how, after much refusal from Billy and a lot of peer pressure from both the YJ and Mr. Batman, itty bitty Billy Batson ended up with 5 billion dollars. And since he didn’t want to be arrested for tax evasion, he was too scared to hand it over to the IRS. (It’s not like he knew how to pay them anyways) But hey, Billy now gets to treat himself, Mary, and Freddy. They now have a decent apartment, better clothes, and lots and lots of food money, and potentially toy money? Billy’s been eyeing these Bulletman and Bulletgirl action figures for his and Mary’s birthday coming up. He hopes Mary will like them, or at least the Bulletgirl figure, he knows she’s a big fan.

Also, I have no idea if the 5 billion dollar thing is right, I pulled that from somewhere and I honestly forgot where.

DCxDP prompts #1

Jason had never understood why Bruce had taken so many kids under his wing. It was more trouble than it was worth. He knows that he was a fucking riot as a kid, hard to contain and control. Dick was a bit better from what he heard, but still hard.

Tim was probably the worst of them all. Then Damian and Duke... Really, it made no sense. But Jason never bothered to ask, why should he care?

Well...Maybe now he understands. Because as he stares at this tiny kid, skinny and a gun put to his head by the Joker, he feels a weird pull towards him.

Maybe it's time for him to get a side kick of his own.

Damian: This is bad

Jon: What is it?

Damian: I'm pretty sure the guy in the other soccer team was threatening me, but I didn't hear it because I was too busy staring at his thighs.

Jon: .....We're in different time zones, you know that? It's three in the morning for me here. When you call me at this time, it's ussually a emergency not a gossip session. I'm tried Damian, and I have class in the morning. I can't be a good exchange student if I'm falling asleep in class.

Damian: So? All my best work is at three am. Do better.

Jon: *sigh* Okay so the other guy is hot. What's his name?

Damian: Daniel Fenton. He's a foward. He's so attractive, I forget the human language when he speaks and only hear "Blah blah blah " but in a dreamy sigh kind of blah.

Jon: Uh-huh. And why was he threatening you?

Damian: I have no idea, I was too busy watching his lips move, and his thighs flexed as he stretched.

Jon: Right. Well, I'm sure once the soccer tournament is over you won't have to see him every again-

Damian: I think I asked his mother for his hand in marriage yesterday. I can't remember.

Jon: *Sigh* Of course you did.

Fountain of Youth

dcxdp ficlet pt 1

Phantom wasn't aging. Danny didnt notice at first. Didn't notice for a long time. Phantom didn't exactly use bathrooms or shower or stop to sign autographs, things that would put him in front of an image of himself.

Fenton however, did keep aging. And since he did pass mirriors and get his picture taken, he didn't have reason to suspect anything was amiss. He was aging. He was alive.

He moved out. Went to college. Graduated. Saved some lives. Got recruited by the Justice League. Things were going great.

And then one of Batmans proteges stopped by. Danny wasn't sure which one. He didn't really keep up with that kind of thing. But they started chatting with him. Danny figured that they just didn't talk to a lot of adult heros and wanted someone to show off too. So, Danny did what he did when Jazz or Tucker's kids started and made a show of being impressed by their stories. It seemed to work, but it was weird, they weren't treating him like a hero or weird uncle or something. More like one of their team mates. Asking questions about how he got onto the Justice League proper and not an affiliate team. Lamenting that they were relegated to sidekick work and not allowed to be a hero in their own right. Danny tried to reassure them. Consol them that Batman obviously valued their input. Then the kid started flirting with him. Danny tried to set boundries. Make it clear that he wasn't intrested. Being at least a decade older than them and all.

And then the kid asked him out.

Danny turned the kid down as politely as he could. Which led to a baffling few minutes of being shouted at and accused of...well he wasn't sure what exactly. And then them storming off.

"Are you alright?" Danny blinked at Superman. and when did Superman get there?

"uh. ya. why?" Superman tilted his head and gestured to the door.

"Oh, superhearing. Right. Guess I can't ask you to pretend that you didn't hear that?" Superman continued to stare at him. "Clockwork, I hate it when you do that. You remind me of my sister. She used to look at me like that. When we were kids. before I you know...died and all. Augh. Stop it. I feel like I'm 14 again and getting caught breaking curfew. I'm fine Supes. Really. I just feel bad for the kid and wish I knew what I did to earn the outburst. Like, I get I'm down with the kids and all. But come on. I'm what 10-15 years older than them? and dead? what did they think I was going to say? and why is it my fault? I was just trying to be nice to the kid."

"Son, and I don't mean to be insensitive, but perhaps it has something to do with your appearance?"

"?"

"In that you look. What I mean is that you appear- your face resembles-" The man stuttered, trying to figure out how to say what he knew was a taboo for ghosts.

"Come on Supes, just spit it out already. I rescued your cousin from the Phantom Realm and its unspeakable horrors, I think we're past getting upset over the occasional minor cultural insesitivity."

"When was the last time you saw yourself Phantom?"

"Whaddaya mean?" Danny cocked his head to the side, confused, he looked in mirrors all the time! like last night when he was fixing his hair before meeting up with some coworkers for drinks.

"When was the last time you, Phantom, looked in a mirror?" when was the last time he looked in the mirror AS Phantom, Supes meant. Careful with his identity as always. Those that knew knew his only REAL protection was everyone thinking ghosts could only ever be dead. And knowledge that one could be both was closely gaurded, even amongst the wider superhero community.

"I dunno, probably right after the accident I guess? There were posters and stuff with my face on them for awhile, but they just kept using the same three pics. I don't really stick around for photo ops. My aura started messing with tech like a year? after I died, so it didn't really matter if I did anyway. and with the whole #1 enemy thing, it wouldn't have been safe too." Danny scratched his head, thinking hard about when he had seen seen himself last. He remembered the first time. fresh out of the portal. Before they realized he had died. Before they realized he could still live. The shock of white hair where it should have been stark black. Those green eyes, wide with panic and glowing like someone had poured Diphenyl oxalate into them and mixed it with a fluorescent dye solution.

"Phantom," Superman said firmly. Not so loud that he would panic, but loud enough that he could cut through the sudden spiral he saw his collegue falling into. The reason why you weren't supposed to bring up things related to a ghosts death. Especially ones that died violently. Especially those that died as children.

Danny blinked and took a deep, uneeded, breath. "It's ok. I'm ok. Just. What about my appearence?"

"Phantom..."

"Kal."

After the Nasty Burger incident, Danny went to live with Vlad under the promise that he would change. And he did, for all of two months before Danny discovered a secret basement full of clones. All except one of them were unstable.

Thoroughly betrayed, Danny takes the one stable clone and puts the rest of them out of their misery. Then he heads to Gotham where the local billionaire has a habit of taking in black hair blued eyed orphans. Fight fire with fire right? Or in this case money with money.

Danny is not a murder victim, why would gothamitys think that?

Short promp

Danny was just helping some lady in Gotham, as she almost got robbed.

Stuff like that happens.

He got a few people out of burning houses.

Saved some people's from falling somewhere.

Why do people suddenly think he is some sort of holy ghost?

He is also not the ghost of a murder victim, how did that even came up?

Why is batman after him and promised that he will find his murderer, he was not murdered.

Why does Robin think he is in denial?

Yeah Danny just does his thing and goes to college he can just help people and fly away from batman.

skeleton in the closet🦴🚪

Tw: mention of death

"You checked everywhere already!"

Tim said, frustrated and annoyed.

after his family discovered he was missing his spleen, he had been forced to lower his coffee intake which was a real pain in the ass. And now half of his family is rummaging through his room in search of a hidden coffee machine after Cassandra told on him and reported a strong coffee smell coming out of his room.

And look, yes Tim might have a secret hidden coffee machine,but he is the greatest mind in this house.He know how to hide something if he really wanted to and they will not find even a hint of coffee in his room.

Just to prove this point, Tim made a show of helping them turn his room upside down, walking towards his closet, that they didn't search yet to show it's emptiness.

"I told you I didn't hide any coffee machine or anything suspicious in my room!"

He said, slamming his door open in a frustrated movement only for a loud thud to be heard and nothing else as the whole room grew dead silent as each member,Tim included stared at what just fell out of his closet.

A body. And judging by it's pale bluish/greyish tone and ridgid aspect, not that fresh of a dead body. Had just slammed face first out of Tim's closet....so much for there being 'nothing suspicious in his room'

"Okay what the fuck Tim?" Jason was the first to break the silence followed by Steph "is that- are they dead dead?"

"Timmy what did you do?" Dick asked a hand over his mouth as he looked at the body in the room, judging by the size alone it probably was of someone close to Tim's age with messy black hair

"Tt Drake...I'm only surprised at how bad you are at hiding bodies" Damian said in his usual haughty tone while Bruce's eyes darted between the dead boy on the floor and Tim who was still frozen in shock staring at the same thing...or well person as everybody else

Tim would probably have responded faster if he didn't have a total of 78 hours of sleep to catch on,still once he snapped back to reality he quickly defended himself in an offended and shocked voice

"I didn't do anything! I swear I don't know this guy nor how he came here! I didn't put him here much less killed him! How could you think that!?"

Though,how the body came to be in his closet was a curious case... judging by the lack of smell the boy was dead for less than three days but seeing the rigidity of his corpse and it's color he died in the last 40 hours, problem is: Tim has been in his room for the last three days and his bathroom door which he never close when alone is right next to the closet, he would have noticed anyone coming in and stuffing a body in his closet! How did it get in here!?

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Danny didn't think he'd ever say it.

But he was lost. In his own damn realm.

Embarrassing.

He 's been wondering the infinite realm for what felt like weeks and even though his ecto-biology kept him alive he could feel his human part slowly dying,

even his ghost form was exhausted barely able to keep his eyes open

How long as he been wondering without seeing a single other being? Days? Weeks? Was he going to die here? Drifting in the nothingness of infinity? As a last ditch effort Danny slumped against a random floating door praying it would lead him to somewhere safe enough to rest as his strength give out, everything was quiet and dark and faintly smelled of laundry and Danny closed his eyes letting the exhaustion wash over

A Coffee Heart pt 2

First Next

There's a coffee shop in Gotham that allowed him way more caffeine than Amity allowed. . .

He likes it here he can have 21 shots of expresso and all he got was an eye roll with some grumbling about a guy named Tim and twins, it's great!!

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___________A table in the far corner______________

Do I have a twin. . .

No seriously does he have an unknown twin cause standing at the register is a guy that looks so much like him, but not exact enough to be a clone.

We both have pitch black hair the same thick and soft kind but his is infinitely more fluffy and wild like his Red Robin look, bright blue eyes with analytical intelligents and slightly unhinged but his are more icey in color and somehow more dead inside,both our body types are small soft and lean with muscle, small waist, and rounded in the hips, shoulders in mid range, but he has more curves with his shape he's also worriedly more skinny to an unhealthy degree even in my standards, face shapes similar but his are little more angle too it, hell even our voices are similar his being softer and a little deeper than mine

What made me really catch my attention was the fact that he's coffee intake is just as death inducing as mine maybe even more deadly. Hes eye bags are worse then mine from what I can see from here which is across the fucking room.

So I have reasonably concluded that he is my twin. I mean there was a popular rumor that Janite was pregnant with twins and gave one up to adoption as soon they came out with how big she got. Maybe it was true when I am look at someone who has to be related to me.

Though this begs the question where he has been the entire time, He may be visiting with how he has an Midwestern accent but he also holds himself like an Gotham native.

hnmmmmmm. . .

What's he doing?. . .

He's comING OVER HERE ABORT ABORT ABO-

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"Um you mind if I sit here for a little all the tables are full"

Why he look familiar? Have I seen him before? . . .

Wait that's Timothy Drake-Wayne Co-CEO of Wayne Enterprises, I only know him because of the research binge for the Gothampedia and Tucker's fanboying.

He probably wants some privacy. . .

Probably to relax a little bit and be normal if he's just drinking some coffee in the back corner, alone. He looks nervous as hell too probably don't want any unwanted attention brought to himself, I sure as hell know the feeling

" No it's fine you can sit here "

Is it just me or does he look a little eager

" Cool I'm Danny by the way " sitting and taking a sip of his coffee he notices that Tim seems to be in some sort of dilemma with himself finally he asked

" So you happen to be around and about here often?" He drinks his own coffee

" No, just found this little shop" he cringed a little "I was draged here because my parents wanted to work on something here"

Tim Slightly invested slightly worried " What are they working on?"

" They uhh want to 'help make Gotham more prepared for dangers that may arise in the haunting world' their words not mine"tilting his head slightly to the left "to be fair I think the bats have all that covered, no need to interfere and cause more problems than what it's worth" grumbling under his breath " Don't want them to get on the bats radar cuz they are doing reckless shit and I have to clean it up"

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Tim is slightly panicking now who are his twins adopted parents and why are they wanting to 'prepared for dangers that may arise in the haunting world'?

What does the haunting world mean?

What does he mean by causing more problems?

Are his parents escaped midwestern rouges or something?

Does he need to do a welfare check on him as Red Robin?

Also he was pretty sure he wasn't supposed to hear that last part but that's just making him more worried.

How reckless can they get?

How many times has he had to clean up their messes?

What does he do. . .

(Thank you for helping me with the idea for the next chapter @ghostlysuitnight )

Dc x Dp #38

Danny going to Gotham and being mistaken for one of the Wayne children and just rolling with it. Better yet, he uses it to try and help the ghosts.

Reporter: Mr. Wayne! Can you tell us what Wayne Industries is working on now?

Danny: Wayne Industries is currently working to annul the law that was currently enacted by the GIW.

The Waynes are all at home, curiously wondering which one of them was the one on tv, and what exactly could this act be.

A new DPxDC idea.

Another deaged Ellie/and/or Dan idea. (Or we can have pregnant Danny, idk not picky)

But with long lost brothers Batboy and Danny!

Danny who moved to Gotham with his kid/clone child. Danny is trying to make a living in Gotham. Danny who is hiding from Vlad whose been getting worse since finding out Danny was adopted. (Maybe good Fanton parents? Maybe bad?) Danny who knows Vlad is avoiding Gotham due to the city spirit hating him.

Danny is just trying to give his kid a good life. Only one day he and his kid get caught in a Rogue attack that actually took Dammy off guard even with his Ghost abilities and is sent to the hospital.

Danny who looks a lot like [insert any of the batboys here] and it's noticeable and well... someone (an intern or nurse) blabs online and it gains attention especially when they mention a child.

And well the news reaches the Batfam fast. To the point one of them goes digging to see if Danny is a clone, only to discover his adoption records and the names of some familiar looking names as his bioparents.

Then after a moment of silence, all chaos breaks loose when it connects that they have a young brother in the hospital and a neice/and or/ nephew.