Phantom, the newest addition to the Justice League, pulls Wonder Woman aside.
He has...a strange request.
He's nervous, flustered, fading in and out of the visible spectrum. It's clear that what he's about to ask of her is important to him, and even though she has an uncomfortable voice in the back of her head telling her this young hero is about to ask her out, she resolves to listen before she jumps to conclusions.
She's glad she did.
"Can...can you put a grave for me in Themyscira? I know it's just for women, but it's the safest place I can think of for it! I just...I don't have a grave, and Clockwork says it's starting to stunt my growth as a Ghost, and I have too many enemies on American soil, so. It's okay if you say no, though, I'll figure something out, it's fine."
Diana lets him ramble to the end, already knowing what her answer is going to be.
"We would be honored to host your grave, Phantom. Do you have any remains I can take home? Do you require a funeral service?"
Phantom looks...he looks beyond grateful. Close to tears.
"No, no remains. A symbolic grave is fine, it just. It has to have my real name on it, my mortal one." He says, looking hesitant. "Please don't reach out to my family, Wonder Woman. They don't know."
With that, he hands over a small slip of paper, torn from a notebook and clearly folded one too many times.
She takes it as though he were entrusting her with the rarest diamond in the world. She wants to, but she does not ask how they could not notice the death of someone so very bright.
Instead she nods, tucking the paper away.
Phantom will get a grand grave, one worthy of a friend to the Crown of Themyscira. She will ensure it.
When Jason was little, he wanted to sound as intimidating as he could for Robin, and so copied Batmanโs behaviour and voice, and would also imitate Dick because he was the first Robin and just so cool Jason couldnโt help look upto him as the standard (still is to a certain extent for present day Jason though heโll never admit it).
So today, Jason can not only perfectly embody their body language so much so that if you couldnโt see his face you would think itโs them, he can also uncannily mimic their voices.
He uses this to their utmost advantage and it results in chaos every time. Just image scenarios like youโre in Gotham trying to rob houses in peace at night, you hear โWell well well something darks happening.โ and of course youโre fucked but itโs Nightwing so youโre not that fucked and when you look to the source of the sound you find yourself staring down the feared crime lord Red Hood aiming a bazooka at you.
Twins Danny and Damian but! They both know where the other is (Damian going to Bruce and Danny being sent to the Fentons on a mission at a young age), has kept in touch and all that.
They just...never got around to telling anyone about the other.
That is until Danny comes interrupting Damian on patrol one night in a panic, pushes a bundle into his arms and hurriedly says "Read our texts! It'll explain! I gotta go, got a fruitloop on my tail! Be back when I can!"
And rushes off. When Damian looks down at the bundle in his arm, ignoring the yelling on comms and Nightwing rushing over, he is stunned to see a almost identical face to that of his brother staring back at him, only he can tell its female from the more delicate features.
When he later reads the texts his brother sent during his patrol... well he's tempted to go fruitloop hunting but he has a niece to take of... and inform his father of his granddaughter he's currently holding.
Of all the places he could have been summoned to, Danny Phantom had never considered a private schoolโs bathroom to be one of them.
With glowing green skin, a shock of flickering flames for hair, and a suit made out of the spaces between collapsing stars, Danny stared down at the stupefied faces of Gotham Academyโs finest students. One of them had their face in their hands, having caught sight of him and undergoing all the stages of grief in but a moment.
They sat around a circle that he was appropriately impressed with considering the limited space they had to work with. Danny could see the empty stalls, some of which were adorned with drawings and writings that were left by the, no-doubt, extremely busy caretaker.
โSeriously, a bathroom?โ Danny wrinkled his nose.
โHoly shit, that actually worked?โ One of the kids blurted out, then slammed their hands on top of their mouth.
โDid you expect it not to?โ Danny squinted at them, frowning. Itโs Friday, so itโs not like he had much to do, but Danny would prefer it if his time wasnโt wasted.
โNo- no, yourโฆ uh, highness?โ
โAll of that schooling and youโre still uneducated,โ one of the other ones hissed at the red headed kid who spoke. Itโs โYour Majesty.โ Heโs a king, idiot!โ
That was a pretty solid burn but, โItโs actually just Phantom. Did you guys want something? Iโm busy.โ
Heโs not busy, but who cares?
โUhโฆโ the kids exchanged glances. The one in the back sighed and spoke up. He adjusted his glasses.
โWeโre sorry for bothering you, Phantom. You wouldnโt happen to have a solution for dimensional separation, would you?โ
โHuh.โ Danny tilted his head, face souring. โI hate dimensional issues. Theyโre the worst. Whoโs causing them?โ
โHis nameโs Klarion!โ The one who slapped a hand across his mouth earlier piped up.
โOh! The lords of chaos or whatever. Yeah, I can help, for a price.โ
Danny is against unpaid labor. Extremely against it, considering his side gig is being a half-dead vigilante. Then again, are you really a vigilante if youโre not half dead on a regular basis?
โWhat do you want?โ Despite the reluctance from earlier, itโs clear the one with the glasses made the big decisions in this weird friend group.
โโฆ A hundred dollars.โ
โThatโs it? No stipulations?โ When Danny nodded, the kid had a calculating expression. โDeal.โ The teen said immediately. He pulled out cash and wow, Dannyโs definitely in a place with a different tax bracket.
He snatched it. Nasty burger money!
โDealโs a deal. Also, donโt ever summon me again, but if you do, donโt ever do it in a bathroom again. You kids are so weird.โ Danny floated out of the circle, grinning sharply. He formed a small bird- he doesnโt know why, but it felt right- of ice and handed it to the kid with glasses. โThere. Proof of the deal.โ
With that, Danny disappeared. Private school kids were so fucking weird, butโฆ Dash and his goons were probably worse. Whatโs a little ritualistic summoning in the face of teenagers?
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โI leave you guys alone for ten minutes and you summon the king of the dead?โ Robin narrowed his eyes at his teammates, traitors who had the good graces to look sheepish. โHow could you?! I wanted to try, too!โ
Kid Flash patted him on the shoulder, a granola bar appearing in his mouth now that the possible world ending terror disappeared. โSorry, Rob. Maybe next time! Magic still isnโt real though.โ
โIโm not doing this shit in a bathroom again,โ Artemis rolled back to her feet. โHe sounded like he was going to rip our bones out if we ever summoned him in a bathroom again.โ
Dick figuring out words but moves like he has no bones, cartwheeling, and Bruce has to keep running before him because Dick forgets the room eventually ends and then gets his forehead straight into a wall
Baby Jason Soo sweet and affectionate. Doesn't know how to give Bruce kisses so he'll kiss Bruce by bitting (but don't worry he doesn't have teeth yet)
Baby Jason being carried by toddler Dick is SOOO cute. Alfred taking pics, he's a proud grandpa
Dick likes when Bruce holds him upside down and giggles so loud it echoes. Jason who sometimes get so tired but still want to stay awake to play with Dick and Bruce
Jason will eat anything if he sees his big brother eating too. Jason who loves to watch cartoon with stories. He'll nod along to what Bruce says to him
Bruce getting back from a mission, says "ouch". Jason sees it, says "ooouch?"
Bruce will be talking to Dick and Jason will start to cry because he wants to be included in the conversation! He'll even babble along
One of those grey but comforting evenings where there's lots of rain and wind, Bruce flat out dead (sleeping) in the couch, Jason napping in his chest, Dick between the couch and Bruce and using his arm (that is not holding Jason up) as a pillow, snoring
Jason that pouts when he's focused (playing with his teether). Isn't easily tickled but does laugh when Bruce kisses his feet