Alfred: *looks at paper. Looks at Danny. Looks at paper. Finally looks at Damian * Proceed...

Damian, now a teenager and wanting to experience normal teen shit: Baba, it’s just an overnight party

Tim: Yeah Bruce, at least Damian’s asking and not sneaking out

Jason: Small victories

Bruce: Fine… I’ll let you go on one condition

Damian: Anything

Bruce: Point to one person in this room that’s straight

Tim: …

Dick: …

Jason: …

Damian: Thats easy. Pennyworth

Bruce: *pulls out buzzer and presses on it* Wrong! It was a trick question. Not a single person in this household is straight. Get your ass upstairs

Damian: Wha- That’s so unfair, ugh! *stomps upstairs muttering under his breath*

Alfred: Master Bruce-

Bruce: Don’t even try to deny it Alfred. I was young but I still had eyes. You and my parents were very obvious.

Dick: Oop!

In which Damian isn't very fond of Tim, but they lowkey (highkey) start getting closer because he finds out Tim has fed and named a bunch of street cats around his apartment. Their bond is held together by a bunch of ratty old cats.

Tim, opening the door: "Damian? What're you doing here?"

Damian: "I request Michael's location."

Tim: "He should be sitting on the fire escape two floors down."

Damian, already pushing his way into the apartment and to the window: "Thank you Drake!"

Tim will occasionally see Damian outside his building just sitting in a pile of cats- and sometimes even Jerry the racoon- and takes pictures to send to the boy later. He makes sure to update him with what's going on with the cats.

Damian, talking on the phone: "Yes, yes, I see. And Persephone? She is well?"

Dick: "Dami, who are you talking to at" *Checks watch* "11pm? You should be asleep right no-"

Damian, turning to him and holding up a finger: "Shush, Grayson." *Turns back* "Did Jerry come by? And what ever happened to Beatrice's eye?"

Dick: 'Who does he even talk to besides Bruce and I?? When did he get friends? When did he get so caring of them? Why am I so out of the loop??'

Later, Dick snoops through his room and finds a bunch of pictures with him surrounded by ugly cats and sometimes raccoon, and is familiar with the building they're taken at. He immediately face palms because that makes perfect sense.

Danny:*holding baby Dani* Tim get the door. I told you my brother is coming to watch Elle for us.

Tim: Hey, are you-

Dan: *built like a stretch Armstrong and a double wide fridge had a baby* I'm here to sit on the baby.

Tim: Jeez, you make Jason look small.

Dan: Who?

Danny: Dan, thanks for watching her for the day. Follow the schedule. Tim and I will be back before 10:30.

Sent 6:32:

Getting Phantom to comply with anything is hard enough. He does his own thing more of the time. He is constantly shifted from team to team as a sort of contracted hero. He goes where he is needed.

So far they have learned a lot about his kind. Ghost were hard to pin down due to how different they behaved. One important thing they have learn is Ghosts have their own rules and one big rule is never skipping out on the holidays. They celebrate every holiday they can from Halloween, Christmas, to New years. They like these days. Other holidays like Independence Day depend on the ghost. But Phantom made it clear that they have their own holidays that were very important. If those days came up he had to adhere to them.

"A meeting. I can't go. Not next Saturday. It's the Veil's Thinning." Phantom said "It's the biggest part of the year."

The Thinning was the day the barrier between realms weakens and allows natural portals to form. It is the one day that they are given free rein to roam. They can visit family or finish their business. They even leave gifts or messages for the living.

"You can't come because of a party? Phantom this is serious business." Natman sighed.

"I am being serious. Your parents visit you every year for the Thinning and you can't even appreciate it. The least you could do is respect our traditions and leave an offering for them this year." Phantom pouted as he jetted off

**********

"I need a date to the Haunter's Ball. Or else Clock's gonna choose someone for me." Danny sighed flopping on the couch.

The Titans all glanced at one another to see who was going to try to claim the title first.

Phantom took the silence as a no.

"The ball is sort of like a fea party. Friendly hauntings, playing tricks on mortals, and attend a grand feast where we eat enchanted food. You have to dress in costume though. It also happens to fall on my death day so its a big deal if I don't go."

He conveniently left out that part that mortals who dare attend may earn favor with the Ancients—or become the subject of ghostly pranks.

************

Not every holiday is a celebration.

One day in particular was The Silence. A day of absolute stillness, observed once per year. On that day, all spirits cease their movement. It is a sacred time of contemplation, where ghosts meditate on their past lives and what lies beyond their new form.

Phantom took it very seriously. He sent it meditating in the Watchtower. J'onn joined him in silent contemplation. It's an emotional holiday.

It doesn't compare to the holiday that has no set date. The Unfinished Mourning. when a great tragedy befalls a world a large number of souls enter the realm on their way to the other side. Some stay, but most don't. Their deaths are often sudden and unfair. Ghosts of the recently departed come together to grieve alongside the living. Those who participate earn a brief moment of clarity, where they may remember their lives and speak their final thoughts before they depart to their afterlife fully.

Phantom isn't seen during this time. He is busy laying souls to rest and performing last rights. He knows the names of the dead and marks them all down so that they are buried properly. He tells families, the survivors of their loved ones' fate. He gives them final goodbyes. He takes the blame of angry citizens who tell him it's his fault. He is demonized most in these moments as a harbinger of death. He can not control what he is and knows his role is important. For the living and the dead.

************

On a very special night Phantom invites everyone to his favorite holiday. It was created for him after all. Clockwork named it thousands of years ago when Phantom accidentally created it. Long story.

The Night of Unanswered Whispers. A rare celestial event when the stars align in a specific pattern. Ghosts gain the ability to be heard clearly by the living but only in riddles and cryptic phrases. Many spirits use this opportunity to pass on secrets, hidden knowledge, or warnings. Scholars and mystics would spend the night deciphering ghostly murmurs in hopes of uncovering forgotten lore.

Ot was like a giant puzzle to solve as everyone could write down their messages and try to solve them. The Bat family members liked it as much as Danny did. Diana and Hal just liked the atmosphere. It was a nice moonlit picnic under the stars with wisps providing light.

(That's the end for now. I have 10 more holidays in mind.)

Yep, Phantom just drops the bombs about Bruce’s parents and it’s never mentioned again.

Oooh, imagine someone tries to interfere with a holiday? What would be the consequences?

Considering that most to the heros have at least 1 dead loved one, they don't want to fuck with Phantom over this stuff.

Even if the holidays clash with the schedule and it can be annoying. 'Be annoyed then' is Phantom's attitude to this. As long as you don't ruin the holiday and participate if you agree to come then it's all good.

It's not until The Lantern Walk does Phantom get angry.

The Lantern Walk is a celebration of both mortals and ghosts. It usually takes place at the same time as the Chinese Lantern Walk and festival for children and families. During the night you must take your decorated lantern down the mountain path alone. Think of the departed person you want to see and they will come and walk beside you. It's allows you to have a short conversation with your loved one until you reach the end of the path.

These days are so important to mortals and ghosts who still have living families.

So if some random nutjob from the Gotham gallery or Lex Luther tries to ruin it by buying the land Phantom will have more then words.

The Flash's gallery he can tolerate. Wonder Woman's are dared to even try. Danny will weaponize his status with Kronos himself to make them afraid.

However this doesn't actually happen until the night of The Flickering Feast. It was held during the first night of winter. It was like their Thanksgiving a few days before Christmas. And sor some reason people are calling him during the feast.

The grumbling to the other ghosts don't go unnoticed even with the crackling of the of The Veil like a fireplace.

Danny reluctantly pulled out his communicator and he sighs got louder.

"Phantom we need you to locate Constantine. We need him for our next mission." It was Superman.

"He's here." Danny said looked across the table where the blonde brit was eating.

"Great, we could use you both here now."

"No way."

"Phantom, this is serious. You two are experts in supernatural situations and-"

"And it can wait. Unless the world and or universe hang in the balance I'm not leaving."

"Phantom I am being serious."

"How serious?"

"Dreathly."

Danny sighed. He tells Constantine to say put.

None of the ghosts are happy with this. Not even Clockwork sitting at the head of the table. Lunch lady least of all. She worked hard on this feast. The ethereal tables set perfectly for this night will go to waste. Each meal was made from memories of their past lives. They can relive the meals of their past here.

But nooo! Phantom has to work on a holiday. No fun for him.

Phantom quickly Portales over to where the hero were currently fighting a eldritch beast that had slipped out of a dark tome. Phantom ripped both it and the book apart and sealed it into the dark abyss.

"Don't call me again for the holidays! Not even on Christmas!"

Danny didn't really mean that. He loves working on Christmas but the rules of the realm state no fighting. So he spends eve with the Flash's as Phantom and the day with Waynes. He recently started dating one of the sons. Tim was just morbid enough for his tastes.

More Davey

Bruce: *earplugs in* 10 more minutes. Then you can get your tablet.

Davey: *Screaming, crying and pulling on Bruce's clothes*

Bruce:*Trying not to react while his ears ring* These child development books better be right.

Davey: *Starts sucking his thumb and tugging at his hair to cope with the stress.*

Bruce: Thank God. He's finally learning to regulate without a tablet.

Davey: *Bites off thumb*

Bruce: *sigh* Why are you like this?

More Davey

Barbara: Alright, we agreed that we would help turn Davey normal.

Davey: *lizard blinks*

Barbara: Or as normal as he CAN be. All things considered, Cocomelon isn't helping. We have managed to stunt his speech development and attention span. Thanks to Tim

Tim: But it worked and he's too addicted to short-term dopamine rushes and flashing colors to wander the earth looking for peds to torture and kill.

Jason: A great loss for the world. Can't we let him use his powers again?

Dick: Unfortunately no. And you are still not allowed to watch him.

Jason: It was an accident!

Dick: You put him on a long leash and walked him like dog-well bloodhound to find targets.

Jason: Well fuck me for using his talents to better the world. It's easy when he's a walking murderer detector. Besides he is a radar only for child and animal killers.

Dick: And he was able to slip out of his leash and escaped. He was able to target and kill two more people by the time we caught him again.

Jason: And nothing of importance was lost.

Barbara: Focus guys. We need to teach him how to talk again. Ms.Rachel is not going to cut it anymore.

Cass: (I've been teach him sign language)

Barbara: That works. We have at least been able to use baby sign. But it's still important to fill in his language development.

Tim: I have a plan.

Damian: Your last plan caused this.

Tim: Don't worry it'll work.

*****

Davey:(playing Fear and Hunger) Hehe, Bloody. It's so messy and funny.

Dick: What the hell is this Tim?

Tim: Progress. I've chosen a collection of indie horror games with heavy dialog, puzzle-solving, psychological situations, and enough gore to keep him interested. Corpse Party games, Slay the Princess, some niche murder mysteries, and a lot of pixel RPG horror games.

Dick: That can actually be working.

Tim: No, it's working. He got sad playing Slay the Princess when he realized that killing her made her sad. He learned empathy.

Dick: Oh my god, it's working.

Davey: *playing fnaf*

Jason: Look what they have done to you. Robbed you of your true purpose.

Davey: Jason! I wanna play.

Jason: You wanna go hunting?

Davey: Ye ye!

Jason: Good Boy Ve.

Damian: *seething because he wants to play too but knows he can't.* It's not fair.

Danny: Who was that?

Maddie: That was Bruce. He is an old college friend.

Jack grumbling: He's a worthless piece of trash. That's who he is.

Maddie: Honey, we buried the hatchet with Bruce long ago. You're the only one still mad.

Jack: Of course I'm mad! He broke my best friend's heart!

Danny: What?

Maddie: *sigh* Bruce used to date Vlad, and for the longest time, Vlad convinced himself Bruce was going to propose. Then, out of the blue, Bruce dropped out of college and broke up with Vlad. Two days later, he left the country. Vlad was a mess, which made his accident seven months later even worse, especially when proof of Bruce having a new girlfriend two days BEFORE dumping Vlad came to light.

Jack: I knew he was a punk from the moment I saw him. He defened ghosts! Claim it was inhumane the way we studied them! But I didn't argue with him for Vlad's sake, only to find out he was cheating on my best buddy!

Maddie: Vlad said he let it go years ago, Jack. He found someone else to love. And Bruce apologized and prove those pictures were dotted.

Jack: He lies!

Danny: What do you think Mom?

Maddie: I think Bruce was telling the truth that he never cheated, but I don't think he ever took his relationship with Vlad as seriously as Vlad did. Bruce always felt like he was on the verge of leaving, like there was something restless right under his skin.

Danny: Thats-

Jazz bursting through the front door: OMG I JUST SAW BRUCE WAYNE!

Danny: What?! Where!?

Maddie: Sweetheart he just walked out of our house.

Danny: THAT was Bruce Wayne!? I've heard of him, but I've never seen his picture....wait Vlad, the FRUITLOOP, dated heartthrob playboy philanthropist billionaire Bruce Wayne!?

Jack: I know! Vladdie could do so much better!

Jazz: Literally how!?

Bruce: Listen up. I've been contacted for an emergency foster placement. It's for a pair of siblings found by Batman a few hours ago, and I need everyone to act like they were randomly woken up at two am. How fast can everyone get to the manor?

Barbara: Everyone should be back within ten minutes. What's the foster placement story?

Bruce: A meta child was kidnapped from his home. His sister managed to trail them over the Stateline and set the house he was being kept in on fire. I stopped her from hurting anyone, but when Child Protective Services arrived, they were attempting to separate the teens due to her "unstable" reaction. I was able to convince them to give her to Bruce Wayne, who's trained for such placements.

Tim: Is she dangerous?

Bruce: No, I think she was just desperate.

Damian: What are the Meta's powers?

Bruce: Flight, invisibility, and intangible. I believe he has more, but I need to test him for it. It's still up for debate if he isn't half Martian.

Dick: Is there anything else we should be prepared for when they arrived?

Bruce: Yes, the siblings are in some kind of cult. They kept chanting "Going Ghost" when they were attacked.

Duke: That's the chat for the Phantom cult

Cass: How do you know that?

Duke: I had a life before the We are Robin movement. Phantom cult started out in Amity Park but spilled into major cities after it was posted online. I was pretty high-ranking for the Gotham sector.

Dick: ......are you still in the cult?

Duke: Nah, after Phantom vanished, it turned more into a group of people gossiping about how hot he was. I was in it for the cult stuff, not the harem stuff.

Bruce: .....I'm going to have to focus on the fast approaching traumatized children but I will be speaking to you about that Duke.

Duke: Okay, but I took a blood oath to not share our ceremonies. I will pass along some of the fanfiction. There was a lot of it focused on steamy smut, but the plots were immaculate.

Jason: Can you all disconnect me from this call? I don't even live at the manor anymore.

Bruce has a strict 'no metas/powers (except duke) allowed in Gotham' policy in place but it has a clause, BYOR (Bring Your Own Robin)

No one is allowed entry untill and unless they can produce their very own certified robin-shaped identity card

Whenever someone with even a hint of supernatural powers in them arrives at Gotham, they're first met with Bruce standing at the city border with a notepad in hand

Bruce: State your name and purpose.

Kon: Kon-el, here to hangout!

Bruce: Your Robin?

Kon, flourishing Tim from behind him: Ta-Da!

Tim, waves: Hey Bruce

Bruce: Approved, you may enter

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Bruce: Name and purpose?

Hal: Here to investigate a case, Hal Jordan

Bruce: Your Robin?

Hal: I.... don't have one?

Bruce: Denied

Hal: What?! But-

Bruce: Denied.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Bruce: Yes, Wally, where's your robin?

Wally: Oh shit lemme just- *zaps away and returns with Dick, who was in the midst of brushing his teeth, in a bridal carry*- Here!

Bruce, grumbling a little: Fine. Approved.

Dick: You gotta stop using me as a key already, man

Wally: Blame Bruce.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Bruce: Name and purpose?

Clark: Clark Kent, here for our monthly barbecue

Bruce: Robin?

Clark, producing an actual robin bird: Does this count?

Bruce:.....yes

Danny has insane abilities but watching the Poindexter episode again I realized something. The only real limit ghost have is knowledge of what they can do. Danny doesn't know he can do things until he believes he can do it or has seen someone else do it.

Most ghosts probably don't change up their arsenal is because they are limited to their mentality. They have what they like and are comfortable with that. To change their abilities would mean they are no longer themselves. It wouldn't even occur to them that they can or should.

Technus could transform into a dragon if he wished to but he would never do that. Skulker could grant wishes but that goes against his nature.

Danny doesn't have that problem because unlithem he can change. He can change his mentality and defy his nature.

So yeah Danny could use the powers of other ghosts. Not box ghost though Danny looks down on him too much to actually have a desire for that power.

So when Danny ascends to the ghost throne he his saddled with the summoning.

Each summoning is just a group begging for shit.

So he has fun with it. Turning into dragons, or small animals. Acting like a mischievous Jin granting wishes that always backfire. Taking Ghostwriter's shtick and trapping them in a Groundhogs Day scenario. He's bored and he's obligated to do something if they go through the effort of summoning him correctly.

It was all fun and games until two kids end up summoning him.

"Robin, I don't think this is a good idea."

"TT. Don't tell me your scared. We need to know what this entity is. As long as we do it properly and don't say anything stupid it's safe. So cover your mouth."

Well, this is interesting.

(Danny ends up making a deal with them that puts him in a Grim adventures of Billy and Mandy. He has to be their best friend forever. It's alot of babysitting.)

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