Rebel: Quick, We Need A Distraction

Rebel: quick, we need a distraction

Luke: I've got just the thing

Luke: *yells at Darth vader for not sending his money back to beru*

Danny dragged up another plastic wrapped body from the bay.

“It’s you. What are you doing?”

“Oh, holy smokes!” Danny screeched. “What-! Oh, it’s you! The litterer!”

Batman stood in front of Danny, cape draped around his shoulders and a far better sight to see than the last time Danny had seen the guy.

“… I’m Batman.” He introduced himself to Danny awkwardly.

“Uh huh. You missed a couple of things cleaning up the beach last time.” Danny dropped the body on the pebbled shore of the bay and crossed his arms. He sent Batman an unimpressed look. “You’re just like your city. There’s trash all over the water!”

Batman glanced down.

“That is a body.”

Danny scowled.

“No, that’s plastic. Plastic does not belong in the ocean.”

Batman sighed. For some reason, Danny thought he seemed less… antagonistic. Wait, did he think Danny killed the guy?!

“That is a body wrapped in plastic.”

Fuck it.

“If it was a body, then bury it. Or decompose it before you people decide to dump it into the water. Even the sharks have the decency to decompose when they’re dead. Do you know how long plastic takes to deteriorate??”

Batman glanced to the side, where the line of plastic wrapped masses had caught his eye to begin with.

“I do. Did all of these come from the bay?”

“Quite obviously, yes. I don’t have enough time to clean the waters! Ancients, it’s like they’re multiplying!” Danny knew why they were multiplying. It’s because Gothamites were getting murdered and dumped weekly. The problem is that Danny has classes and assignments to complete and he couldn’t be out here every week.

“I’ll handle it.”

“Oh, will you? And how do you plan on doing that when you couldn’t even properly clean the beach of your plane? I even stacked it up nicely for you to pick up!”

Alright, so maybe Danny had a couple of grudges. Like… a solid one that’s based on the hours of sleep he missed cleaning up after Batman and the wreck.

“We didn’t get everything?”

“No.” Danny huffed. “Whatever. Just figure out what to do with these bodies. I was not looking forward to digging graves for all of them.”

“You were going to dig graves for them?” Batman sounded off.

Danny scowled again. “I’m dead, genius.” And now Batman looked like someone ran over his dog. “Respecting the dead is important and graves are important for the dead. How else would we know we’re remembered?”

Danny threw up his hands. “Humans,” he muttered, like he wasn’t half human himself.

“Anyways, I’m leaving. Handle this properly or else I’m haunting you.”

“Wait-!” Batman said, but Danny had already disappeared.

So, while Batman had an angst crises at two thirty in the morning and thirty new unidentified corpses to contend with, Danny Fenton flew back to his apartment and passed out on his shitty couch.

——

“You need to stop.”

“Pay me to stop, then. What are your villains going to do? Kill me? I’d like to see them try.”

Danny looked Batman right in his lenses and plopped another body down at the man’s feet.

“I can tell you who they are for a fee.” Danny offered the vigilante. “Some of these still have shades of their souls attached still.”

“What.”

Danny tilted his head, moon once more lighting a halo of flickering white flames around his head. “$100 per identity.”

Batman stared.

"can we have the funky pasta with the eggs and bacon?"

"... you mean carbonara?"

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The jedi Don't Like This, in large part because it looks like the floor is covered in blood 24/7

Surprisingly, the color of the floor makes it easy to clean because blood changes color within minutes

My thought process just now:

It is a common fanon trope to have exasperated clone medics chasing down/kidnapping sick or injured Generals, officers and troopers.

Depending on the exact AU, it is not surprising that a decent percentage of clones might have some degree of medical-related trauma from Kamino. (The Jedi need a better excuse.)

To help, they should make the medbay environment as different as possible, within their means and without impacting the efficiency of their work.

Looking at the Tipoca City aesthetic, the easiest method would be to add some more colour, probably via paint.

... red has positive associations. Time to decorate the floor?

me, ADHD: you know the little dude that narrates your thoughts?

Mom, not ADHD but with signs it came from her side of the family: yes, what about him

Dad: you mean myself? I make those words.

Me and mom: 😯

Palpatine: does sith magic

Fifteen different universes worth of anakin, obi wan, Luke,Leia, padme, shmi, ahsoka, rex, din, grogu, cody, fives, echo, chewie, and han pop into the same coruscant at the same time

Coruscant: is destroyed in the best and most chaotic ways possible