This Is It. This Is The Funniest Scooby Doo Clip

Based on og bost by @thethirdtriplet

Order left to right pic 1 lolz

Damian, cass, dick, duke, Tim, Steph :)

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Dc x dp prompt #48

Danny, understandably, hangs out with ghosts more often than people after leaving Amity to live in the Realms, and the only problem with that is his tendency to sometimes forget how to…human…properly.

And after agreeing with Boston—an odd ghost that sometimes brought along an annoying sorcerer with him—to help out with a threat in his realm, this became a little more obvious to him.

Maybe he should have checked to see if he had the normal amount and proportions of eyes and limbs before following..? Well, too late now.

Or: Danny goes to the DC world without reining in his eldritch aspects, some people take it better than others.

I feel like Wind being a pirate is very nosy about certain shiny objects

dick: Hey guys, what are you watching? damian: Kitten Football. dick: Why? damian: It’s randomly came on and now I’m invested. And then jason came in and got into it too. Aw, look Snuggles fell asleep- jason: SNUGGLES, WAKE THE HELL UP AND GET YOUR HEAD IN THE GAME, DAMNIT! dick:?! damian: jason sees the show differently than I do.

Twilight’s eyes were wide with distress. He opened his mouth twice before speaking. “Is that another Link?”

The child on the beach coughed and spluttered, buffeted by the tide. Their small hands sunk into the waterlogged sand before they managed to crawl toward the nearest palm tree. A fairy hovered nearby, its aura dim with unease.

“That’s… me,” Time croaked. In his satchel, he felt the pulse of the Zora Mask—an eddy, salt-rich and so, so mournful. There was a similar feeling from the child on the beach. “I don’t know how, but that’s me.”

Warriors took a deep breath as if to speak. Haltingly, he began, “He looks like you. As I remember you, I mean.”

“What do you mean, remember?” Sky asked. “You knew each other before?”

“Not exactly,” Warriors answered when Time could not. The child on the beach began to sob.

“Why are we just standing here?” Wild asked quietly, his feet rooted all the same. “We should be helping him. We should, right?”

Anxiously, Time reached for his ocarina. The color was faded after so many years. “I don’t… I don’t think we can.”

“Why not?” Legend asked, grief and kindness poorly hidden beneath a scowl. “He’s hurt. He’s hurting. You’re…” He cleared his throat. “You’re just a baby.”

The child on the beach struggled to pull himself together. He covered his head with his arms and asked ‘why’. The Oceanside Spider House lay like a tomb ahead of him.

“This is the third day,” Time told them hollowly. His stomach rolled and rolled and rolled. He fought the urge to double over. “We can’t interfere.”

Wind glanced between child and adult. “But what if—”

“We can’t,” Time said again, searching the sky for that haunting grimace. The ground rumbled tellingly. “People will die. It has to happen this way.”

A portal opened behind them, promising a new world. “This is cruel,” Warriors muttered, more furious than any of the others had ever seen him. “There’s no point to this but cruelty.”

In the end, the nine heroes left Termina without truly entering it—tourists to what had happened during some brief moment in time within time within… time. They glimpsed a broken child and left him to his fate.

The child did not notice. He panicked, then he carried on.

bad trick

Danny, full grown and with a grown-up job, moved to Gotham because of the low cost of living.

After all, statistically speaking he was far more likely to survive a rogue attack than the average person.

Then he'd just...never left.

He'd happily lived in Gotham for twenty years, and after a 42nd birthday celebration with Sam and Tucker, took to the streets to go home.

He was not expecting to find The Batman leaning against a wall in an alley, hands flexing as he very obviously fought off pain.

"Uh...are you okay?"

A grunt.

"...Is it an immediate medical emergency?"

A slightly lower grunt.

"I...I have ice powers, if that could help?"

It turned out that yes, that was what Batman needed.

So there Danny was, with both hands encased in ice and resting on Batman's back.

Trying very hard not to notice the muscles under all that armor.

Bruce, meanwhile, was just relieved to find someone to alleviate his pain flare-up.

I think Four's not the only one stuck making things he breaks over and over again for Wild

Because...

Sky made him a noticeably delicate spoon to cook with

And it was already well established in the chain that they know perfectly well Wild breaks *everything*

And then we see him using another Sky-made spoon in the art

I'm thinking it goes something like this:

Wild, approaching cautiously with Sky's favourite food in hand: Skyyyyyyy

Sky: Yep. Here you go. *pulls another elaborately carved ladle out of his bag and hands it to him*

Wild, giving food as an offering: Thank you... Sorry

Sky: *smiles and pulls more wood out* (he likes the excuse for more carving projects)