"It's good to see you children taking an interest in high quality meat~" The lunch lady cooed as she walked them into her meat locker.
"Oh, uh yeah! Yeah, I mean….we wanted to give the kid here a real proper meal and how can you do that without a good, meaty entree?" Ember lied, putting her hand on Youngblood's shoulder and patting softly as he looked up confused.
"But I thought we were-"
Ember's grip tightened slightly.
"SHUT. IT." she warned quietly, giving the kid a look with a strained smiled and wide eyes that said 'DO NOT BLOW THIS'.
"I-I mean yeah! I need a good meal!" He agreed, practically sweating from nerves.
"How good of you three! I know it's easier to just let ghost kids chow down on ecto-imbued sweets, but even if we aren't alive anymore that's no excuse for forgoing a good diet." The Lunch Lady hummed, clearly pleased.
On one level, it was nice they could help her with her obsession of feeding children. They doubted handing out meals in the ghost zone proved an easy task after all…
….On the other, all three of the adult ghosts were very tense as they tried desperately not to let anything about their true mission leak.
If she knew that they were taking the meat she was giving them for a dog they had to assume she would be…we'll call it less than pleased.
And none of them were sure how she'd react if she found out that Danny was missing because of Ember and Youngblood, but she was old. And old people stuck together. So she'd probably run off and tell clockwork right?
And yeah they couldn't be having that.
"So, what kind of side dishes are you having?" The Lunch Lady asked curiously, Kitty and Ember looking at each other.
"Side dishes?" They said in unison.
"Oh yes! It'll be best if I know what else you're having so I can pick out the best type of meat for you." The lunch lady said sweetly, "Or I suppose if you already have something in mind you could tell me too, but I have a lot of experience with these things, so I'm sure I can guide you to something yummy~" Ember and Kitty looked at each other panicked.
Side dishes!?? They didn't HAVE side dishes???
"Heh, excuse us a moment…" Kitty said, pulling Ember aside into a huddle.
" What do we say? "
" Tell her we already picked something! "
" Like what?! "
"I don't know?! What do dogs like?!"
" D̸̛̛̻̟͔̖͖̾̉̈̍̆̎̀͆́͝Ó̵̡̟̻̦̱̺͓̩͋̆͒̉͝Ģ̵̖̳͎̦̞͕̟̄̓́͂͛͠S̶̼͈͙̳̲͎̓͛̂͊̉͂͂̿̚?̵̡͍͚̮͕̲̳̩̑̎̋͌̈̕̚ ̸̪͇̲̣̝͌́͋̇͊́̎̓̊́͠ "
The two winced and looked over their shoulders.
Ember's minor problem with volume control was gonna be her second death, she knew it, she just didn't think it would be this soon.
The lunch lady rose higher off the ground, looking angrily down at the two of them.
" Ȳ̸͖̟̣͓̖̌̀͊͂̕Ò̵̜͑̔͌̊͝U̶̢̙̠̜̳̳͍̮͓͑ ̸̛̼̣́̈́̂̓Ṯ̶̪́͑̀̈́̀͠Ẃ̸̮̪͖̟̀̍̋̅́̀͗͌O̸̗̞͙̖͎͇̼͇͚̍̿͋ ̵͇͎͕̑̈́̇W̸̲̞̠̙͕͙̤͊̑̑͋͋̓̚ͅE̷̯͌̏́̔͌̇R̷̡̰͔̲͈̯͗̾͑͑̿͒̕Ḙ̷̡̖̼͍̖͖̜͆̋ ̴̢̬̮͔̮̻̻͂͂͒̍̐G̷̪̉͌͂̅́̒͠͝Ò̴̧̨̗͍̺̗̝Ï̸̢̡͓̼̓̓̈́̈̈̈̏N̷̳̓͐́́͊̿̉̈́͠ͅG̵̼̝͕̰͛̉̉͒́̀ ̴̡͙̀̃̈Ṯ̵̮̟̯̼̣̍͠Ơ̵͙̺͎̆ ̸̢͍͑F̸̗̥̰̠̳̘̹̠͇͐Ȩ̵̹̻̙̼̠̹̻͂͜͠Ẹ̸̛̲̞̩͇̻̻D̴̡͖̜̮̰̻̲̻͎̂̉́͊͝ ̶̫̎̇̉̊S̸͇̘̉̇̈́́̈́̕̚͝Õ̴̻̲̺͖̺̥̒̑͌M̷̧̦̹̠̏́͒̌͠E̶̤͓̦̞͕͔̼͈̓̑̀̔̅͋͝ ̶̪̫͖̩̎Ŏ̶̺͓͓̤̘̭͊͐͆̉̑͠͠F̴̱͛̄̂̎̊͐̓̇͘ ̵̫̅̊M̴̮̖̓͌͌́͂̚͝Y̷̖̱̜̬̗̹͋͌̄ ̵̨͎͖̪̻̤͖̉̍̉́̾̋̋́̚F̶̰̻͙̲̙̆̽̋̚ͅĮ̵̳̤̫̬͎̤̠̈̏̈́̽͜N̵̳̐̆E̵̛̞̳̎̎͠Ş̷̼̤̯͇̑T̶̡̟̭͇̥̟̓́ͅ ̸͎̲̊͝M̸̼̜̰̘̗̰͕̠̫̌̑͂́́͐͒͝Ĕ̶͓̥̼͔̝̹͑̒͌̽̈͂A̴̬̝̐̋̈́̎̔̿̈́́̿T̶̨̨͚͉̀́̈̀̉̓̄͐ ̶̡͕̰̭̱̱̼͗̈͂͒̇̊̄ͅT̸̙̹̟̋̽́̐̽̎́O̸̙͛ ̸̨̨̲̦͇͈̙̝̙̈͛̕̕͘Ą̵̭̙̺̭̗̄̓͝ ̵̡̙̭̓͒̚D̴̪̯̪̼̭͇̹̊̅̈̀̈́̎̀͘̚ͅO̸̜̼͂̀̓̀̂͐͛̕̕G̴̥̞̰͔̈́̒̓̓̃̄͗͐͝ͅ?̷̤̖͓̰̙͓̹̭̈̄̊͊͠?̵̪̝̱͗?̶̭͈̿̽͜ " She yelled.
Ember looked around.
Okay, so three of them against the Lunch Lady. Johnny was outside, so if they managed to get out there it'd be five of them if you included Shadow. Yeah, they were in her lair so she'd be powered up by a good amount, but if they REALLY stuck to their guns they MIGHT-
"WE'RE SORRY!" Youngblood cried out, looking like the poster boy for childhood panic, "WE THREW PHANTOM THREW A NATURAL PORTAL BY MISTAKE AND IT CLOSED AND WE DON'T KNOW WHERE HE IS AND WE NEED THE MEAT TO FIND HIS STUPID DOG SO THAT WE CAN USE THE DOG TO FIND HIM BEFORE HIS GUARDIANS OR THE FRIGHT KNIGHT FIND OUT AND TRY TO DEMOLISH US!!!"
The air hung still.
Kitty and Ember were looking at him, mouth gaping.
Ancients, this kid just really didn't know how to keep his mouth shut.
To his credit though, the Lunch Lady looked more bewildered than mad now, looking to the two as if trying to gauge if this was true or a trick to stop her from tearing them apart.
But, by the way they were glaring at him it seemed that he was telling the truth.
The lunch lady reached a hand out, grabbed a big ham off of a hook, and threw it at them.
"I don't wanna know." She said in her normal voice instead of the sweet cooing one, "I want plausible deniability if Fright Knight comes here. So take your ham and get out of my lair."
"….um…"
" Ṉ̶̇͛͌̕O̵̧͓̾͂̔̾W̶̪̳̲͕̊͌̈́."
"Yes ma'am." Ember said, grabbing the other two by the collars and beating it out of there with the ham as quickly as possible as they all breathed heavily.
Not that they needed to, but it was a little comforting.
"Alright, got the meat…What's the plan now?" Ember wondered as they walked towards where Johnny sat against his bike, blissfully unaware of how close they came to their afterlives being handed to them.
"Now we just wander around the entrance to the portal with ham calling for Cujo I guess…" Kitty replied with a shrug, then turning to Youngblood with a frown, "And if YOU know what's good for you you'll stop tryin to tell that story to every spook you come across!"
"I was scared!" Youngblood whined.
"Oh yeah? Well imagine that but with the Fright Knight for sending his precious king ancients knows where. How scared do you think you'll be then?" Ember pointed out with a frown, Youngblood tensed, then looked down at the ground.
"….I'm sorry."
"It's okay…" Kitty sighed, "Least this time it just made Lunch Lady want nothing to do with us."
"Alright…it might take a while to find the mutt, let's get going." Ember suggested, summoning up her eighth note again and hauling the kid up as Kitty and Johnny got back on the bike.
"Yeah….The sooner we find Cujo the sooner we find Danny." Johnny agreed, revving his bike, "And the sooner I get to go back to riding."
Ember rolled her eyes at the way he was pretending not to care when he very clearly did. Not that she was one to talk…but when she saw Babypop again he was getting a hug so tight he'd think she was Klemper.
——————
Danny came up on the police station, landing on the roof since there wasn't anyone up there and looking around.
'I guess that's the bat signal over there, right?' Danny considered to himself, 'That's probably a decent place to leave him…Hmm, but what if they think Batman left him? Batman might get upset and think someone's pretending to be him….' Danny was deep in thought for a second before grinning.
"Wait, perfect idea!" He said to himself, looking down at the mugger, "You get to be my peace offering~" He chuckled and sat the mugger next to the bat signal before going invisible and intangible to go grab a pen and paper from the ever busy looking Gotham Police force.
When he came back, he scribbled down a quick note then attached it to the front of the criminal, smiling broadly at his work.
"There, that should do it." Danny hummed with a smile, "I'm sure someone will come up here soon and relay the message." Danny said to himself. He stopped to check on the cut, happy to see it was already healing pretty well on it's own since he didn't have a first aid kit on him right now before walking to the edge of the building and looking around.
"Hmm…well, if I'm transformed anyways, it might be a good idea to try and use the ol' ghost powers to help me find the best place to stay for the night…" Danny muttered to himself, going invisible again and flying up over the city, trying to find a decent place to sleep for the night.
He felt his stomach rumble.
….maybe finding something to eat should be his first priority on that list.
——————
"…Tim what did I just see?" Oracle wondered, completely confused after watching the footage that Tim suggested.
"I'm not sure yet…definitely a Meta, obviously…probably a pretty powerful one." Tim offered, "…Also probably a pretty stupid one." He sighed and ran a hand down his face.
"But…how did he not know he was in Gotham?" Oracle wondered, confused as all get out.
"My working theory now is that he has some sort of teleportation ability, possibly fairly new and hard to control." Tim suggested.
"Do you think that's the flash you saw earlier?"
"Maybe. But if it was that opens up a different problem." Tim replied as he jumped down into the alley.
"And that would be…?"
"There wasn't a flash when he disappeared there at the end. That would mean he has some sort of invisibility power as well…" Tim suggested, "And someone that can fly, use density shifting, invisibility, and teleportation is a very powerful meta. Definitely not someone you want wandering around unsupervised and unknown."
"True…and that blood was…"
"Yeah. I'm getting a sample now. I'm going to head back to the cave after finishing patrol to do an analysis on it." Tim told her as he found a small puddle of the green-now slightly glowing-goop on the ground where the kid had been bleeding, putting it in a vial before slipping it back into his utility belt.
"First thing's first though, I'll need to report this to Batman." Tim said.
"Patching you through." Oracle agreed, Tim nodding as he grappled back up to the rooftops.
——————
Batman was staring down at the sight in front of him, a little bit baffled, when he heard his comms static to life.
"Batman? It's Red Robin."
Batman lifted a hand to his comm.
"What's wrong?" He wondered, noticing the tone in Red Robin's voice pretty quickly.
"Well, I witnessed a mugging over here….But it was stopped by a weird meta. I've gone over the footage with Oracle, we don't know who he is but we've already got a laundry list of powers. Flying, Density Shifting, and possible invisibility and/or teleportation." Red Robin listed. Batman's eyes widened ever so slightly, almost imperceptible.
"…Hmm, that is a lot…" Batman muttered, glancing again towards his current puzzle, "….What happened with the mugger?"
"Unclear. The meta disappeared with him after he took him down…." Red Robin admitted, "Why?"
Batman kneeled down next to the struggling man tied in his own jacket and picked up the note.
"Because I think I'm looking at him. Along with a note from your unknown meta." Batman replied, looking at the note again.
' Hello Mr. Batman!
Or, I guess a police man could have found him first, but I'm hoping Batman is the one reading this at least eventually?
So, I know you probably won't be SUPER excited about me being here? But I promise it was a TOTAL accident. I'm heading out as soon as I figure out exactly what's going on. Also, just to make things clear, I'm not TECHNICALLY a meta so I'm not TECHNICALLY breaking your rules.
I got this guy in an Alley who was threatening a woman with a knife,'- He had helpfully taped the knife that had a glowing green liquid on the blade to the note along with a little side bar that said 'This is the knife, please do not mind my blood :)' along side it- 'I don't mean to step on toes but it's kinda hard for me to ignore when people are in danger…I promise though I'll do my very best not to cause problems while I'm here! Other than the occasional bad guy goodie basket you probably won't even notice me.
Hope you have a good night!
-Phantom'
Batman frowned at the note. It had a very disheartening amount of youth in the words….How old was this 'Phantom'? And while he could understand the desire to help those in need, he wasn't sure a child should have such a deep need to do so that he went against his own best interests-as it seemed that he knew about Batman's rumored 'rule against metas' and still decided to but evidence of him being here right next to the actual bat signal.
Had he known Tim had already seen him and figured it was just better to get it out of the way?
Or was he just this bad at rational decision making?
And more worrisome still was the fact that he'd said he 'technically wasn't a meta'. If he wasn't a meta, then was he an alien? Could that be why he hadn't known where he was?
One thing was clear, Batman was not about to leave the kid alone like he seemed to want. He needed answers, and the source was the best place to get them.
As he looked over the note again his mind DID flick to the copies of adoption papers he now kept in his office for safety sake, but he doubted it would come to that.
He put his hand back to his comm, letting Tim know the rough information in the letter before looking back to it.
"Meet me back at the bat cave in an hour, we'll both debrief what we know about this…'Phantom' so far in more detail." Batman replied before taking the man and heading to give him over to Gordon.
——————
Danny set down infront of a lit up fast food joint proclaiming itself 'Bat Burger'.
Eh, it was a burger. How bad could it be, right?
After all his usual eating spot was a place called NASTY burger.
….Though if anyone trashed on it he'd throw hands that was an Amity park staple and he defied anyone to fuck with it.
He decided to turn invisible and look in the window first though, just to be safe….
…..and was gobsmacked by what he saw.
First of all, the level to which the place was corporate Batman themed was almost criminal.
Poor workers in outfits, walls covered in imagery from batman AND HIS VILLAINS WHICH OUCH, and from where he was he could make out tortured food puns like 'Riddle-me-fish' and 'Two-Face Sandwich' (wtf even was that?). The only good one he saw was 'Night-wings'. That he could respect.
Suddenly he was thanking everything that there was no 'Phantom Burger' cause if he had to try and choke down Technus Tots or an Undergrowth Salad he would have died again.
But the bigger problem would be the man in the middle of the restaurant wielding what LOOKED like a bazooka filled with…
Mayonnaise?
"What the absolute fuck…?" Danny found himself mouthing, then phasing through the window so he could have a closer view of this shit show. The man-who was clad in a black spandex suit with a crown symbol on the middle that had been HEAVILY patched up with various other random fabrics-was laughing manically.
"Yes, that's right! Tremble in the presence of me, CONDIMENT KING!" The man cried out as Danny put both hands over his mouth to stop the guffaw that threatened to burst out.
Wtf kinda name was 'Condiment King'?
As he watched this man demand money and rant about his new 'Mayozooka', and saw how utterly unthreatened and just DONE the employees looked. As though this had been a problem for a short while and a company memo had been sent out but no one really CARED.
Likely, Danny would bet, the Memo said to just give him what he wants so that mayo didn't get everywhere.
After watching him a second more, something in Danny's head clicked.
Ooooh this was Batman's 'Box Ghost', wasn't it?
Weirdly specific generally non-threatening theming, more of a nuisance than a threat, thinks they're more scary than they are, each had probably exactly 1 thing in the universe that actually made them scary (he wouldn't ever want this guy finding out about the Nasty Sauce that was for sure).
They might be cousins.
Then something else clicked.
He had something in common with Batman.
HE HAD SOMETHING IN COMMON WITH BATMAN!!
He threw his hands up in silent, unseen victory with a grin for a second before recovering and watching.
Hmm, he doubted Batman really wanted to deal with this over all the violent crimes…
And Danny had a certain amount of gremlin energy BEGGING to be unleashed on this guy.
So, what the hell?
He floated over, looking the 'Mayozooka' over curiously and almost blue screening when he realized everything depended on a tube connected between the tank of Mayo and the actual Bazooka part.
….people this stupid actually existed. Wow.
He took hold of the tube and yanked, a whole gallon of Mayo lazily coming out of the tank as Condiment King blinked and looked at the weapon and the tube hanging down, seemingly trying to figure out what was going on.
Danny didn't give him the time to figure it out.
He grabbed a nearby ketchup bottle-wanting to stay on theme of course-and floating it over towards Condiment King and catching both him and the employee's off guard while he made fake 'ghost sounds' as he proceeded to squirt a 'Boo!' onto his chest.
Condiment King started freaking out, of course.
He hadn't known this Bat Burger was HAUNTED!!!
He went to bail, running and screaming before Danny floated down and stuck out a leg, tripping the Condiment king who landed flat on his face before Danny had frozen the pile of mayo he had landed in to keep him there.
He chuckled to himself as the group of teens gawked for a moment before turning to call the police, unsure what had happened.
Danny considered how long it would take the police to get there….Probably 5-10 minutes?
He'd just go ahead and let it that when that time period was up, no real use sticking around here.
He did pass through the kitchen and grab a single night-wing though. Just to tide him over since he had a feeling this place wasn't gonna be able to make him anything.
He fazed out of the building into an alley, munching on it and giving a sigh.
Jeez, these weren't bad but they could have definitely done more to make it worthy of the name. Right now it wasn't any different than any other chicken wing…what if they dyed it blue, or gave it some blood orange sauce for Blüdhaven? Or hell, if they really wanted to make it stand out add some popping candy to make it crackle like his Ecsrima.
As it was, honestly? Name was the best thing about these things.
He shrugged and licked his fingers, debating the merits of trying to find another food place now or to just find some place to rest and eat a big breakfast.
It was getting pretty late….
Eh, being without a meal was gonna be better than searching for a place to crash half asleep.
So, he turned invisible again and set his sights on finding a safe bed.
——————
Orphan watched as the boy disappeared again. She had watched him reappear next to the scene with Condiment King to eat a night-wing and had immediately deduced the string of events she had witnessed from across the street had been his doing.
…She took out her phone and texted Oracle to send the footage from the last five minutes to the bat kids group chat.
She wanted all of her siblings to get to see the therapeutic sight she had gotten to witness.
BAT CHAT
I_see_all: sent a video
Quiet_Time: Very funny. Happy I saw it.
High_Flying_Hunk:
??? Is that Condiment King freaking out so hard he slips in his own Mayo???
Priceless!!! That'll teach him to cover innocent vigilantes in mustard!
Blood_Son: Still complaining about your last fight with the Ketchup Man, Grayson?
High_Flying_Hunk:LAST TWO FIGHTS. And I didn't see YOU volunteering to go tousle with him, Dami.
Blood_Son:
Of course not. He is beneath my skill level and not worth my time.
And I have repeatedly asked you to not refer to me as 'Dami'. My name is Damian, and if you cannot remember I can change my username back
XbirdXbat:Please don't. It was honestly DEPRESSING.
I_see_all:Not more depressing than Jason's.
xXDeadHoodXx:
Aww, you don't like it? But I rhymed and everything.
Besides, I told you all I'd change it when Dick changes his.
Quiet_Time: Hate both.
XbirdXbat: I'm with Cass, your usernames SUCK!
High_Flying_Hunk: You two wound me. ;n; My name isn't that bad!
RedxisxthexnewxBlack: ARE NONE OF YOU GOING TO TALK ABOUT THE KID AT THE END OF THE VIDEO?!
I_see_all: Was wondering how long it would take you to check the chat Tim.
RedxisxthexnewxBlack: I checked it when you sent the video, I've just not been replying because I've been WATCHING IT THIS WHOLE TIME. Now I have to tell B to make possible invisibility DEFINITE invisibility and add ICE POWERS to the list.
xXDeadHoodXx: Hang on, you know the kid?
XbirdXbat: Screw that, I wanna hear the list! We got a new supes on our hands?~
RedxisxthexnewxBlack:
Not quite but this power list is still getting ridiculous. Right now we've got Flight, Invisibility, Density Shifting, Ice Powers apparently, possible teleportation, and if I'm not going crazy from the lack of sleep that gash he got earlier tonight looks better than it should so let's slap regenerative healing on there for good measure!
I don't really KNOW HIM, but I saw a flash of light from an alley earlier and went over to investigate. The guy made a pun so bad I thought it might be Dick for a second, but I saw him and obviously he isn't. He seems to have not known he was in Gotham until the mugger TOLD HIM AFTER CUTTING HIM OPEN, then he MADE ANOTHER JOKE before phasing through the knife and taking the guy down. He tied him up in his own jacket, then APPARENTLY ACCORDING TO B dropped him off by the bat signal with a little note saying he was sorry and he was gonna try to not be in town long or step on any toes.
XbirdXbat:
I don't think anyone minds him stepping on toes with Condiment King. Hell, I hope he goes after Kite Man for us next!
Then he'd be MY hero.
High_Flying_Hunk: Wait, what pun made you think he was me?
RedxisxthexnewxBlack:
He was fighting a guy with a knife and said something about 'when they say you need a will of steel and a sharp eye to make it in the city, I don't think this is what they mean'.
It was the definition of a Grayson pun.
High_Flying_Hunk:I must meet him.
Blood_Son: Must you? I believe I speak for all of us when I say one Grayson is enough.
Quiet_Time: New Brother?
xXDeadHoodXx:
Doubtful. Look at the kid, he doesn't match the 'set' B's got going on.
But then again he's gone a long time without a new kid, who knows how far off his pattern he'll be willing to go.
Blood_Son: Unfunny, Todd.
xXDeadHoodXx: Bite me Demon Brat.
XbirdXbat: Be careful, he might.
Blood_Son:
Your concerns are unfounded.
I'd never get the taste out of my mouth.
High_Flying_Hunk: GASP! DAMIAN MADE A JOKE!
Blood_Son: Must you say that every time?
XbirdXbat:
So, obviously we have to find this kid.
Who wants to make it into a bet?~
Blood_Son: What's on your mind, Brown?
XbirdXbat:
First one to find him and talk to him gets to pick someone to wear the Discowing suit for a week of their choosing.
Blood_Son: Deal.
xXDeadHoodXx: Deal.
Quiet_Time: Deal.
RedxisxthexnewxBlack:
Deal.
High_Flying_Hunk:
The suit wasn't THAT bad!
But deal cause I wanna see Damian dressed as a mini Nightwing.
Blood_Son:
I see you wish to make an enemy of me, Grayson.
I_see_all: I'll monitor feeds and judge. Also I'll let Duke know when he wakes up.
——————
Danny was looking around for a good spot to rest, thinking about some of Gotham's rundown buildings, or if worse came to worse there were quite a few cemeteries around-he could always ask to crash in someone's mausoleum…
And just when he was thinking those might be his best options, he phased through a building and saw off in the distance, on a little hill, some dude's mansion!
What an AWESOME turn of luck! Danny almost wouldn't believe it, y'know, since it was him.
Whoever this guy was probably had a bunch of unused guest rooms, or at least some far off corner that Danny could rest in for a night.
Danny flew over immediately and phased into the walls, looking around and he was honestly surprised. He'd been expecting something like Vlad, cheesy and showing off way too much wealth and special interests, or maybe a place that was designed to show off status, but…
….this place felt like a home.
Sure, it was still a fancier place than Danny could probably ever afford, but like…It felt cozy. Lived in.
Unlike Vlad's mansion that you could tell only had him and whatever servant's were mucking about.
Hmm, Maybe he should find a more remote place to crash than a guest room…this place felt like it might have a lot of people coming and going, and in that case guest rooms might be used WAY more often than Vlad's. (Heh, loser).
How aboooout, the basement?
Yeah, it wasn't likely anyone would be down there anytime soon…it might not be the most comfy, but he could steal pillows from other places right?
Well, in Vlad's mansion that area was his secret lab and such…but what were the chances of this guy also having a secre-?
Danny sunk threw the ceiling and blinked.
This was no basement.
This was a cave.
A big ol' cave with a big ol' computer.
Wait….
….fuck that's a lot of bat symbols.
Oh no this is the bat cave.
He took it back, this was exactly his luck.
Abort, ABORT!
He bailed right the fuck out of there, no way in hell was he staying in the same house as BATMAN! He'd be found out for su-!
He stopped mid flight, smelling something so damn good what is that…???
He tentatively moved into the kitchen, seeing an elderly butler moving about, pulling out some perfect looking chicken parm.
Danny's stomach audibly growled, causing him to flinch and fly back as the man looked around curiously.
Ooooh no no, he needed to GO-!
He slowly started to move out, mentally arguing with his rumbling stomach that, no, he COULD be fine without the food for now, almost out the ceiling when the man spoke up.
"Well, my my, it seems as though I've forgotten to clean the foyer….I'll have to postpone my dinner I suppose. What a shame, I'll have to make something over." He said, walking out the room, "I probably won't even notice if it vanishes." He hummed, giving a small glance back towards where Danny had been.
….that was a go ahead right?
Danny hadn't imagined that?
….this could be a trap….
……But how long had it been since he'd gotten a homecooked meal that hadn't made him sick or tried to eat him back?
He was going for it.
He took the plate and a fork and knife, vanishing them as well and turning them intangible before flying away with the meal.
He obviously couldn't stay here, but it would be rude to refuse food basically offered to him right?
And he was sure he could find a way to sneak back and return the dishes tomorrow.
Plus, now he could probably pay a little bit for a cheap motel. At least for the night.
….or a few hours, if he came across a certain type of place.
Whatever, worry about that after food.
He found a tree a far way from the house but still in the gates, sitting under it and happily eating his meal, considering his options for places to stay and trying not to think about how he just stumbled upon Batman's house.