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Dpxdc Prompt #20
Danny is a blob ghost now and he's fine with that.
Turns out all blob ghosts are just regular ghosts who have expended to much energy and turn into balls of pure ectoplasm and emotion to recharge.
It's honestly a much needed and much appreciated vacation from all of his responsibilities.
He doesn't understand why he's getting so many worship-fear-cowed emotions from these people, but he's a blob right now, he doesn't have to care.
There's one boy that constantly projects awed-love-infatuated towards him. Danny likes him a lot more than all of the other guys.
In the mean time, Ra's Al Ghul has just found what he believes to be the conscious personification of the Lazarus Pits and there is no way he is going to let any of his assassins offend it. If only he didn't have to worry about his grandson being so enamored with the being as well.
Grandfather never let Damian have any pets.
"Distractions," he would say, "Unnecessary attachments."
Damian disagreed, but he was smart enough not to voice his belief. The Demon Head's word is law and he bows to nobody.
Or at least... nobody until the little blob of sentient Lazarus Water.
Grandfather says that it must be the pits personified and therefore needed to be treated with respect so there would be no chance of them being taken away.
Damian has no problem following this rule, he finds the little blob cute, like the pet Damian would never get to have. When nobody's watching he pets the blob, tells it stories about his day, and stays silent as it does happy little purrs.
In the hell that is Nanba Parbat, the blob is a bright spot in Damian's days.
So obviously when he leaves to meet his Father and claim his right as heir to the Cowl he slips the blob into his go-bag. No one will notice, the blob normally floats around as it wishes, sometimes going missing for hours.
By the time Grandfather realizes the blob has been away too long for it to have been without intervention it will have been too late. No one will suspect that Damian took the blob with him.
At least, that's what Damian tells himself to justify taking the little guy with him. He is comforted by the low hum in his bag, the blob is happy, if no one else.
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Dpxdc Prompt #20
Danny is a blob ghost now and he's fine with that.
Turns out all blob ghosts are just regular ghosts who have expended to much energy and turn into balls of pure ectoplasm and emotion to recharge.
It's honestly a much needed and much appreciated vacation from all of his responsibilities.
He doesn't understand why he's getting so many worship-fear-cowed emotions from these people, but he's a blob right now, he doesn't have to care.
There's one boy that constantly projects awed-love-infatuated towards him. Danny likes him a lot more than all of the other guys.
In the mean time, Ra's Al Ghul has just found what he believes to be the conscious personification of the Lazarus Pits and there is no way he is going to let any of his assassins offend it. If only he didn't have to worry about his grandson being so enamored with the being as well.
Grandfather never let Damian have any pets.
"Distractions," he would say, "Unnecessary attachments."
Damian disagreed, but he was smart enough not to voice his belief. The Demon Head's word is law and he bows to nobody.
Or at least... nobody until the little blob of sentient Lazarus Water.
Grandfather says that it must be the pits personified and therefore needed to be treated with respect so there would be no chance of them being taken away.
Damian has no problem following this rule, he finds the little blob cute, like the pet Damian would never get to have. When nobody's watching he pets the blob, tells it stories about his day, and stays silent as it does happy little purrs.
In the hell that is Nanba Parbat, the blob is a bright spot in Damian's days.
So obviously when he leaves to meet his Father and claim his right as heir to the Cowl he slips the blob into his go-bag. No one will notice, the blob normally floats around as it wishes, sometimes going missing for hours.
By the time Grandfather realizes the blob has been away too long for it to have been without intervention it will have been too late. No one will suspect that Damian took the blob with him.
At least, that's what Damian tells himself to justify taking the little guy with him. He is comforted by the low hum in his bag, the blob is happy, if no one else.