[Third Person's PoV]
"Woah…" Tucker muttered as he looked out the window at Wayne Manor. Sam, however, didn't seem too impressed.
Dick gave Danny a questioning look, as if asking, 'Are you sure about this?'
Danny returned an exasperated glance that said, 'What other choice do I have?'
Dick's expression shifted to one of concern, conveying, 'Just make sure they don't find out.'
The limo ca to a stop, and they began exiting, heading inside the manor. "We'll be in my room," Danny inford both Dick and Alfred.
"I'll bring so refreshnts shortly," Alfred nodded.
"Co on, follow ," Danny said, motioning for them to follow as he led the way up the staircase.
When they reached Danny's room, Tucker and Sam were taken aback. One side of the room housed a large bookshelf and an advanced computer system, while the opposite side resembled a mini gym, complete with dumbbells, a punching bag, and a treadmill. Despite the equipnt, the room remained spacious, with a large bed situated in the center.
"This is your room?!" Tucker asked in disbelief. He walked towards the computer, his hands trembling. "Danny, is this what I think it is? Wayne Tech's latest computer system? Quantum-level data encryption…" Tucker continued to ramble, leaving Danny to tune him out slightly.
Sam, anwhile, eyed Danny suspiciously. "Is this why you didn't want to say anything? Because he's giving you hush money?"
"Sam…" Danny sighed, offering an exasperated smile.
Tucker, still hugging the computer, glanced back at Danny in confusion. "What's up with the gym equipnt?"
"That's what I've been trying to tell you! I knew you wouldn't believe if I just told you, so I thought it would be better to show you," Danny explained, a bit too loudly, relief evident in his voice.
"Bruce isn't abusing ," he said pointedly, directing his gaze at Sam. "I've been taking martial arts classes."
"YOU'VE BEEN WHAT?!" Sam and Tucker exclaid in unison.
Danny's shoulders slumped as he rubbed the back of his head. "It's to keep distracted and prevent my mind from wandering. Bruce has helped a lot, so I'd appreciate it if you didn't talk about him like he's an abuser. He got an instructor, and the bruises you saw were from my training."
"Oh, Danny…" Sam said, pulling him into a hug, catching him by surprise. "Why didn't you just say that in the first place?"
Danny stepped back, giving her a deadpan look. He leaned in and narrowed his eyes. "Look in the eye and tell honestly that you would've believed if I told you this earlier today."
Sam's eyes shifted to the side, remaining silent.
Danny scoffed. "Thought so…"
Sam let out a sigh. "Still, you should have told us. What was the point of keeping it a secret?"
"You guys already worry about enough. I didn't want to give you more reasons to be concerned. Plus, this isn't anything major, just sothing to distract , so I didn't see the point in telling anyone," Danny said, looking a bit embarrassed.
Tucker stepped forward and placed a reassuring hand on Danny's shoulder. "Danny, we're your best friends. We're always going to worry about you."
Sam placed her hand on his other shoulder. "I'm sorry if I seem a bit too obsessive sotis… It's just that we care about you a lot and want what's best for you. You've already been through more than anyone should have to, and I don't want you to go through any more than necessary."
Danny began to blush. "Can… can we please change the subject? You guys are embarrassing ."
Seeing Danny blushing made Sam and Tucker chuckle. They both began to feel a bit awkward as well, their own faces turning red.
Sam shook her head to dispel the awkward tension. "So, Bruce Wayne really isn't bad, huh?"
Danny shook his head. "He's not. Far from it… He actually bought my old ho."
"Seriously?" Tucker asked in astonishnt.
Danny nodded. "Even though it's in his na, he says it's mine. He said it would be fully mine once I co of age and that I could use it however I wish."
"Aww, that's sweet of him," Sam said. "I knew he couldn't be all bad."
Danny and Tucker both gave her deadpan looks.
"I'm joking," she said with an eye roll. "But that is still very nice of him."
"If he's got you the house, why are you living here?" Tucker asked, puzzled.
"He gave the option to go back, said he'd give an allowance to live on my own until I co of age or can provide for myself… But I just couldn't stay there alone. There are too many mories in that house, and I don't want to be by myself," Danny admitted shafully.
A look of understanding passed between them.
Ti passed as they continued talking and hanging out.
Alfred knocked on the door, and once Danny gave the confirmation to co in, he entered to find them all sitting on the bed, doing howork together.
Alfred carried in a plate of sandwiches and drinks. "You all must be hungry. Here's your lunch."
"Thanks, Alfred! You're the best!" Danny said happily.
"Yeah, thanks for the food man" Tucker said rubbing his hands in anticipation.
"Always a pleasure to serve," Alfred replied with a polite bow before leaving.
As they ate, Tucker looked at them and asked, "So, have you heard what everyone's been talking about online?"
Danny, mid-bite, looked towards Tucker in confusion.
Seeing their clueless expressions, Tucker sighed. "Apparently, Batman has a new superhero sidekick…"
Danny nearly choked on his food at Tucker's ntion of it.
"Does he now?" Danny asked, panting as he quickly gulped down his drink.
"It ca from the criminals themselves. So were taken down by, get this, a ghost kid," Tucker said mysteriously.
"A ghost kid?" both Sam and Danny repeated, confused.
"That's not even the crazy part. Rember that ghost that attacked the school? Well, similar reports are popping up all over Gotham. And whenever there's a ghost attack, the Ghost Kid appears and takes them down," Tucker explained.
"It's probably the sa one we saw defending the school cafeteria. Did they ntion how he looks? Did he have snow-white hair and glowing green eyes?" Sam questioned.
"Could he walk through walls? Disappear and fly?" Danny added with a smirk he tried to suppress.
"There isn't much about him, but apparently, he terrifies the criminals he encounters. They're too scared to say anything else about him, but it's been said he's working with Batman. Otherwise, Batman wouldn't have allowed the Ghost Kid to operate in his territory," Tucker said, finishing his sandwich and grabbing another.
"Great, just what Gotham needs now—for it to beco a Ghost Town," Sam sighed, shaking her head.
"Do you know the na of the Ghost Kid? Or is everyone just calling him Ghost Kid?" Danny asked, a bit curious.
"Well, in the forum where I've been reading about it, he's mostly known as 'Gotham's Ghost' or 'The Spirit of Gotham,' but that's about it. As for what his superhero na is, no one really knows since they've been too scared to ask. Although, since he has a D on his chest, they assu it must stand for sothing," Tucker shrugged.
"I don't have much to say on the topic, but I'll say this—he was kinda cute. It makes you wonder how soone so young could have died and turned into a ghost," Sam said, biting her pen slightly.
"He was what?" Danny asked, a bit embarrassed, though he tried to suppress it.
"Hm?" Sam humd, looking up at him. "What? It's true. Objectively speaking, he's good looking."
Tucker rolled his eyes. "You're only saying that because he's dead. It's your aesthetic talking. Anything related to death is beautiful to you."
"Just because I'm a Goth doesn't an I'd find any ghost attractive, Tucker. Even I have standards," Sam said with an eye roll.
"Oh yeah, you have standards alright. If they aren't dead, they aren't your type. Hey, if I showed you a picture of a zombie, would you consider him Prince Charming?" he teased.
Sam grabbed the pillow from her lap and slapped Tucker across the face with it. "Says you, you tech-loving geek. If 'she' isn't so type of computer system, she obviously wouldn't fit your standards."
"Both of your standards are weird," Danny scoffed, continuing to work on his howork to hide his embarrassnt from being called cute.
"What was that?" they both asked, narrowing their eyes at him.
"It's true," Danny shrugged.
"Oh yeah? Then what are your standards? What would you consider true beauty?" Sam asked with a scoff. "Surely not Paauulinaaaa~" she said, mimicking infatuation.
"Wonder Woman…" Danny said dreamily. "Now that's… that's a woman…"
Sam looked at Danny in disgust, while Tucker dapped him up. "You, my brother in arms, understand it!" Tucker nodded in agreent.
"Ugh! n," Sam scoffed disdainfully.
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