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The Custody agreement.
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The tension in the living room was so think Jason could’ve shot a bullet and it’ve gotten stuck before hitting anyone or anything.
Bruce and Dante were staring at each other.
Intensely.
In all honesty, Danny didn’t quite know what to do about it. «Ancients send me help. The sooner the better.»
“He’s my kid, legally I adopted him. Emotionally he’s my kid too!” Bruce argued.
“Oh yeah?! When was the last time he called you dad huh?”
“That’s beside the point!”
“Is it?”
“Tim who’s more of your dad? Me or him?”
“Danny who’s more of your dad? Me or him?”
Oh great. How does Danny respond to this? HOOWWWWWWW??
“I- uhh- is a tie possible?” He sheepishly asked.
“NO!”
“NO!”
“Why not?”
They looked at each other and back at Danny.
Dante spoke first, “You either stay with Ellie and me in the Realms, or him. It’s your choice.”
“… Why can’t I just do like, a week with you and a week with B?”
Silence. Like this was a groundbreaking new idea.
“That would work, but I’d rather you do weekends not full weeks.” Bruce hesitated out.
“BULL SHIT!!” Dante screamed, “He needs ectoplasm to survive!”
“Actually I don’t,” Tim started, “Gotham has enough ambient ecto to sustain me.”
“So you’re staying here?” Bruce looked oddly hopeful at the idea.
“What about I go to Dad every other weekend?” Danny started, “it would be much better for me to get pure ecto every once in a while. We can find a way to bring me back in an emergency too.”
More silence.
“That’s fair,” Dante deadpanned.
“I guess,” Bruce agreed.
Then it’s settled.
Danny goes to the realms every other weekend.
“Oh, one more thing before I go,” Dante added, “I want to see your room here.”
Oh no.