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Assistant: Title: Blessed Hope
        Author: Sendryl Sendryl 
        Chapter: 1/1 
        Summary: “You sure you want to do this?” Kon asks for the fifth time, his voice shaking.Ellie smiles at him and takes his hands in hers, turning to walk with him down the aisle.“Yes.” She says.“Why did you want to get married up here again?” Kon asks under his breath, as they make their slow way down the aisle. “It’s not really very… wedding-ish.”And he’s right. Young Justice has done their best, but there are only so many streamers you can hang and chairs you can cover. It’s still the same old Watchtower beneath all the black and white and green trappings.“It’s so Dad can be here, I told you that,” Ellie mutters under her breath.
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              “You sure you want to do this?” Kon asks for the fifth time, his voice shaking.Ellie smiles at him and takes his hands in hers, turning to walk with him down the aisle.“Yes.” She says.“Why did you want to get married up here again?” Kon asks under his breath, as they make their slow way down the aisle. “It’s not really very… wedding-ish.”And he’s right. Young Justice has done their best, but there are only so many streamers you can hang and chairs you can cover. It’s still the same old Watchtower beneath all the black and white and green trappings.“It’s so Dad can be here, I told you that,” Ellie mutters under her breath.
            
        

        
  Notes:





    
      This is for Day 2 of DP x DC Family Week 2024The prompt was: Meeting a new member of the family || wireI think you're going to enjoy the meeting that takes place here. I certainly enjoyed writing it!
    

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  “You sure you want to do this?” Kon asks for the fifth time, his voice shaking.
 
  Ellie smiles at him and takes his hands in hers, turning to walk with him down the aisle.
 
  “Yes.” She says. She looks out at all their friends and teammates, seated in the largest room on the Watchtower, a few rows of chairs filled with the greatest young heroes their universe knows, Ellie and Kon’s friends and loved ones, and a cherished few in the front row who count as both.
 
  “Why did you want to get married up here again?” Kon asks under his breath, as they make their slow way down the aisle. “It’s not really very… wedding-ish.”
 
  And he’s right. Young Justice has done their best, but there are only so many streamers you can hang and chairs you can cover. It’s still the same old Watchtower beneath all the black and white and green trappings.
 
  “It’s so Dad can be here, I told you that,” Ellie mutters, still smiling and walking along beside him.
 
  Most of the time she refuses to walk on principle, flying and floating everywhere instead, but when Kon had said he wanted to walk down the aisle with her, she agreed.
 
  The gauzy fabric of Ellie’s white overdress flutters and drifts through the air in her wake, glimmering with icy lace down her bare arms, stones made of the same ice set throughout Kon’s gleaming white cape.
 
  Ellie worked a full chest of the ice into both their garments, phasing them halfway through the fabric that would be used to make their wedding clothes.
 
  She said her father made the ice as a gift for her.
 
  The same father she said would be in attendance at their wedding.
 
  The same father Kon is trying and failing to spot in the audience.
 
  “Are you sure your dad is here?” Kon hisses, hoping he’s not ruining Ellie’s day by asking. “I don’t see anyone new.”
 
  “I told you it’s hard for him to travel,” Ellie laughs, looking at Kon with a little smirk. “He’ll be here when it’s time. He promised.”
 
  She turns to face forward, pulling him along with her, her jumpsuit gleaming beside his traditional Kryptonian tunic and pants, deepest ebony for them both, covered in yet more shining ice.
 
  The only colors to break up the austere black and white are the shining gold of the symbol of the house of El on Kon’s upper chest and the hems of his cape and tunic, and the luminescent silver circlet woven through Ellie’s hair like glimpses of moonlight, the phantom symbol hanging from the ends behind her ears.
 
  When they reach Tim - standing in suit and tie and domino mask at the front of the hall, beneath the floor to ceiling windows to the cosmos - they turn to face each other, smiles on both of their faces.
 
  “This is really happening, isn’t it?” Ellie asks, eyes lighting up with joy, bouncing on her toes in happiness.
 
  “Yeah,” Kon says, smiling softly back. “It is.”
 
  Red Robin clears his throat.
 
  When they shoot him a glare, he just smirks.
 
  “Dearly beloved,” Tim says, “let’s get this show on the road.”
 
  A ripple of laughter goes through the crowd, and Kon rolls his eyes at his best friend while Ellie laughs delightedly.
 
  Then a different ripple goes through the crowd.
 
  A ripple of death-touched magic rushes through the assembled heroes, sending each one to their feet in alarm.
 
  A second ripple floods over the gathering, visible this time as a bright green wave, knocking many of the young heroes back into their seats.
 
  Ellie gasps, and Kon instinctively moves to cover her, even though she smacks his arm for it.
 
  Then two things happen almost simultaneously.
 
  A 
  
    massive
  
   being phases through the wall of the Watchtower, a being made of stardust and nebulae, two wide green lights as distant and brilliant as binary stars, a maw full of razor-sharp icicles, spread wide in a barbed wire grin, stars shining brightly throughout the being’s form. The being shifts in place, new stars, new clouds of spacedust spilling forth, coating the wall in rime and fractals of frost. Its form is hard to look at, reality warping and tearing around it, pulling at the fragile human and human-adjacent minds beholding a being they are very much not supposed to behold.
 
  And a sudden loud 
  
    shriek
  
   fills the air.
 
  
    “Dad!”
  
   Ellie screams, flinging herself over Kon’s shoulder and into the air, flying right into the being, hugging the nebula that drifts between the being’s features as best she can. 
  
    “You made it!”
  
 
  
    “Beloved daughter,”
  
   rumbles the being - Ellie’s 
  
    father
  
   - the sound sending the assembled heroes to their knees. Its mouth does not move at all as it speaks. 
  
    “I promised, did I not?”
  
 
  The being laughs, and the sound of grinding, creaking glaciers fills the room, drawing pained cries from some of the young heroes.
 
  Ellie looks behind her and gasps.
 
  “Dad!” She says, alarmed. “Too much!”
 
  The being hums in confusion, a buzzing filling the air like thousands of crackling lightning strikes.
 
  Its - His - green stars move, and his full attention passes onto the heroes in the room, gravity increasing immeasurably.
 
  
    “Oh dear,”
  
   Ellie’s father says, quieter now.
 
  There’s a bright flash of light, so brilliant it burns all shadows from the room, searing the eyes of those unlucky enough to look.
 
  When the light recedes, the being looks much more human. For someone who takes up an entire wall with their head, that is.
 
  Pale skin, freckles that shine like starlight, luminous green eyes, a mouth full of fangs, and snow white hair flowing against gravity’s pull, an adult man stares out across the room of young heroes.
 
  
    “I am so sorry,”
  
   the being says, mouth actually moving in time with his words, voice much more bearable now. 
  
    “I should have remembered. Here.”
  
 
  He opens his mouth and an icy mist rushes forth, covering every single person in the room in an instant.
 
  The mist rushes back just as fast, and the wedding guests find themselves completely healed, not only of their current injuries, but past ones as well.
 
  Tim shifts where he stands, and he realizes his knee is completely pain-free. He’s been in chronic pain since Damian cut his line in the cave, and now it’s just 
  
    gone.
  
 
  He doesn’t even feel the pull of his old scars.
 
  Is his - Did Ellie’s dad just give him back his 
  
    spleen?
  
 
  Tim meets Kon’s eyes, and Kon can see the shock in his friend’s face.
 
  
    “A gift,”
  
   the being says, pulling eyes back to himself. 
  
    “For the pain I caused.”
  
 
  And one by one, the young heroes in the crowd stand, taking stock, realizing old injuries and ever-present pains are completely gone. Chatter rises in the room, various heroes turning to each other to compare their new pain-free states.
 
  The being smiles, a kind expression.
 
  
    “Now, my Moonbeam,”
  
   the being says, voice easily dominating the room. 
  
    “Won’t you introduce us?”
  
 
  Ellie laughs, her hand still on her father’s cheek.
 
  She turns to Kon, clearly delighted.
 
  “Kon, this is my father, Danny Phantom, King of the Infinite.”
 
  The King of the Infinite raises a massive hand from the floor, pure white with sharp clawed tips.
 
  He 
  
    waves,
  
   his hand passing harmlessly through the floor and wall.
 
  
    “Well met, Kon-El. Call me Danny.”
  
 
  “Well met, your majesty,” Kon says, feeling like he needs to sit down. He should probably say something about how it’s nice to finally meet him, but he can’t manage to find the words.
 
  
    “No need for formalities,”
  
   Danny laughs, the sound like falling icicles now. 
  
    “You’ll be family in but a few moments.”
  
 
  Kon gulps. He’s going to be family to a being powerful enough to knock the entirety of Young Justice and the rest of their hero friends to their knees with just his 
  
    voice alone.
  
 
  Now he understands a bit more of what Ellie meant when she said her dad was ‘a lot.’
 
  “Yes, s-sir,” Kon says, stuttering over his words.
 
  Danny huffs with a smile, fondness clear in his face.
 
  
    “We’ll talk more after the ceremony, dear child.”
  
   He turns his attention to his daughter, smiling down at her with love,
  
     “Ellie, your intended is waiting.”
  
 
  Ellie giggles, flies up and kisses her father on the nose, and then flies back to Kon’s side while whispered conversations continue among their guests.
 
  Kon takes Ellie’s hands and holds them tight.
 
  “Told you he’d be here!” She chirps, happy as anything.
 
  Kon turns with her, placing Danny at his back so Ellie can see her father.
 
  “You sure did,” he says, still rattled.
 
  Ellie frowns.
 
  “Are you alright, Kon?” She asks quietly, squeezing his hands. “I know Dad is - a lot.”
 
  Kon squeezes back, quick to reassure his fiancée. “He’s a lot, but it’s fine.”
 
  Tim makes a strained sound in the back of his throat, and Kon gently kicks him in the shin without looking.
 
  Ellie laughs.
 
  “You did warn me,” Kon says, leaning close to kiss Ellie’s cheek. “I didn’t expect all that, but you did warn me. I’ll manage.”
 
  Ellie gives him a relieved smile.
 
  “I’m glad,” she says. “Dad means well. He’s just a bit much for people to handle.”
 
  Kon laughs, “No kidding.” He smiles. “But I’m glad he could make it.”
 
  Ellie looks over Kon’s shoulder, making eye contact with her father.
 
  “Me too.”
 
  There’s a moment of quiet between them, and the chatter in the room has finally died down.
 
  “So…” Tim says, getting their attention. “You two ready to get married?”
 
  Ellie laughs, swinging Kon’s hands back and forth in excitement.
 
  “Let’s do it!” She says.
 
  Danny’s surprise appearance may have caused a brief pause in the ceremony, but Kon does his best to roll with the situation and get back to what’s truly important here.
 
  Ellie.
 
  And their wedding.
 
  Kon grins.
 
  He turns to Tim and nods.
 
  “I’m ready.”
 
  Ready to marry the love of his life.
 
  She’s so beautiful in this moment it takes his breath away.
 
  Tim’s starts to speak, and his speech is short but heartfelt. Kon knows because he helped him write it.
 
  But right now, he can’t hear a single word.
 
  All he can focus on is the bright smile on Ellie’s face, the love in her eyes, the way she laughs along with the crowd at something Tim says.
 
  She raises an eyebrow at him, and that’s when he realizes that Tim has gone quiet.
 
  The speech is over.
 
  It’s time for his vows.
 
  “Ellie,” Kon says, his voice rough on her name. It strengthens as he continues, echoing through the room, making his vows clear to all present. “I offer you all that I am, all that I can be. I offer you my soul and self, my heart and being, and ask that you be mine. Mine through all my life, for all the time we have to share.” He laughs, holding tightly to Ellie’s hands.
 
  Quietly, he adds, “I may not have as much as you to offer, but all that is mine is yours.”
 
  Ellie gives him a chiding look at that. “You have 
  
    so
  
   much to offer, Kon,”  she whispers, tapping him on the chest as he fondly smiles. “Don’t sell yourself short.”
 
  His smile turns a bit melancholy, but he nods, and tries to tuck his insecurity away.
 
  Louder now, she answers him.
 
  “Yes, I will be yours. For all our lives.”
 
  Kon’s breath catches at her words.
 
  A looping silver line of runes forms, ghostly magic winding through the air around her chest, crossing right over where Kon knows her core rests.
 
  Ellie takes his hands in hers again, pulling Kon close and placing his hands over her pulsing core, the lines of light passing through their clasped hands.
 
  The binding shimmers like moonlight, winding around and over Ellie’s core like a river of stars, clear and cool and gentle.
 
  But it’s nowhere near as gentle as Ellie’s loving voice as she speaks her vows.
 
  “Kon. In all my lifetimes, all my reincarnations, all the universes and dimensions through which I have wandered, I have never found anyone like you,” she says, eyes shining with love. “Among all the many millions I have known, you are the only one I have ever loved. You are the most precious of souls, the most wonderful being in all dimensions. I offer you my core, my soul, my whole self, and would bind us together for all eternity.”
 
  Tears drip down Kon’s cheeks, and Ellie lifts her hands to cup his face, catching his tears in her palms. His hands cup her face in turn.
 
  “Beloved of all my soul, would you do me the honor of joining me in my wanderings through existence? Be my husband, my consort. Most wondrous being of all that is, please be mine.”
 
  Kon turns his face, pressing a kiss to Ellie’s palm.
 
  “Yes, I will be yours. For my whole life long.”
 
  A second circling line comes into being, golden runes of light winding around Kon’s chest, crossing over his heart.
 
  The magic shines like the sun, glowing brightly and swirling around him.
 
  The light hums through Kon’s being.
 
  It feels warm, like the rays of the yellow sun that gives him life.
 
  “With these words, you are wed,” Tim says, speaking the words Ellie walked him through. His grin is lit by the ghostly magic winding around Kon and Ellie, and his voice is more joyful than Kon has ever heard it. “With these vows, you are bound.”
 
  The light winds tighter around them, covering them entirely in light, and then it slips into their forms, silver and gold lighting them from the inside.
 
  Danny sniffles, his massive eyes filling with tears at the beautiful sight before him.
 
  Ellie and Kon reach out to hold each other close, and their lights flow between their joined bodies, silver and gold lines of runes winding together slowly, braiding together into a brilliant light that spins faster and faster between them.
 
  Then with a bright flash that flares throughout the room, the light show starts to dim.
 
  A hush has fallen over the room, and all eyes are on Ellie and Kon, watching as the lights soak into their beings and slowly disappear.
 
  The reverent silence is hard to break.
 
  Tim is tempted to awkwardly clear his throat, to ease his own nerves, but he quashes that urge as fast as it rises.
 
  He takes a deep breath instead, and in a firm voice, speaks.
 
  “By the power vested in me, by your magic and your love, I now pronounce you husband and wife!”
 
  He grins, bright and delighted, and turns to Kon.
 
  “You may now kiss your bride.”
 
  Kon smiles like the sun, but Ellie whoops in glee and grabs him, dipping him as he laughs. She kisses him deeply, holding him close and smiling into their kiss.
 
  The room fills with cheers and clapping, Danny’s massive hands raising through the floor to join in, passing harmlessly through the heroes closest to him.
 
  Tim’s voice raises over the fray.
 
  “I now present to you, for the first time anywhere, Ellie-El Phantom and Kon-El Phantom!”
 
  Ellie lifts Kon to his feet, and they raise their clasped hands as they walk back down the aisle, laughing as the clapping and cheering rises in volume.
 
  The procession is a bit of a blur, Kon trying not to cry as he laughs and greets his friends and family, Ellie happily embracing her friends at his side.
 
  She leads him over to Danny, and Kon takes a deep breath to greet his father-in-law.
 
  
    “A bit overwhelming, isn’t it?”
  
   Danny asks with a gleeful laugh that flings literal snow into the air. 
  
    “I was much the same when I married my husband and wife.”
  
 
  And as nervous as Kon is, his delighted grin won’t leave his face.
 
  Ellie lifts into the air to meet her father’s eyes a bit better, and Kon follows, not wanting to let go of her hand for even a moment.
 
  “You’re married?” Kon asks.
 
  It would be a fair conclusion to draw, if Ellie weren’t also a clone. That was a shock of a revelation. But learning that Ellie had reincarnated multiple times and was a wanderer who traveled dimensions was even more surprising.
 
  At this point, no matter what Ellie tells Kon about her lives, he tends to take a c’est la vie approach.
 
  
    “I’ve been married for millenia,”
  
   Danny says with a smile. 
  
    “So if you ever need advice, don’t hesitate to ask.”
  
 
  “Like I’d ask my dad for marriage advice,” Ellie jokes, “I’ll go to Sam or Tuck first.”
 
  Danny gasps, putting a massive hand to his cheek. 
  
    “My own daughter, sassing me!”
  
 
  He reaches out and carefully pokes Ellie with a finger, his fingertip as big as her stomach.
 
  She laughs, swatting his hand away.
 
  “Dad! Watch the clothes!”
 
  Danny smiles, eyes misting with tears big enough to drown in.
 
  
    “You look so beautiful, Ellie. And your husband! So handsome!”
  
   He sniffs, and swipes at his eyes with massive hands. 
  
    “I swore I wouldn’t cry.”
  
 
  Ellie laughs at him, flying closer and wiping her father’s tears with a bright green construct.
 
  “Dad,” she says, her voice wavering. “If you make me cry you’re gonna regret it.”
 
  
    “Ha!”
  
   Danny laughs, sniffing harder. 
  
    “Okay, okay, I’ll stop. Promise, love.”
  
 
  He takes a deep breath and blows it out shakily, cool wintermint wisping through the room.
 
  He clears his throat.
 
  
    “I have a gift for you all,”
  
   Danny says, voice loud enough to stifle all other conversation.
 
  “Another gift, Dad?” Ellie asks, twirling a loose strand of hair around her finger.
 
  Danny laughs, 
  
    “The first blessing was not a gift, it was a remedy for my foolishness in harming your guests. This gift is from Sam, Tuck, and I, for all your loved ones gathered here today. Hold tight, young ones.”
  
 
  He smiles and raises his hands up through the floor to cup the entire hall in his palms, gently lifting everyone in his grasp. There are startled cries and a few people stumble as they are lifted.
 
  Ellie just braces herself once the hands reach them, clearly used to being held by hands large enough to fill the entire room.
 
  Kon uses a bit of flight to keep himself upright and at Ellie’s side.
 
  Danny lifts them to eye level, and when he speaks, it resonates in all of their souls, filling their beings with the sound and a feeling of safety and peace.
 
  
    “I offer you the Queen’s Spirit, the language to command the Green, to call Nature to chaos and to replenish Her by your own spirit.”
  
 
  A wide ribbon of elegant purple and black runes fills the air around the heroes, dancing through Danny’s fingers, passing through each person, connecting them to each other and to Danny.
 
  “That’s Sam,” Ellie says to Kon.
 
  Kon turns to her, watching as a stream of purple light passes between them. Ellie lifts a hand and lets the light play through her fingers.
 
  “Sam’s the Queen of the Green, this is her blessing,” Ellie says, and Kon’s jaw drops a little. Ellie shakes her head with a smile. “I should’ve known they would pull something like this.”
 
  She sounds fond, and she casually reaches out and pulls Kon close.
 
  “I love my family,” she sighs.
 
  Danny smiles wider.
 
  
    “I offer you the Pharaoh’s Mind, the wisdom to command the Cyber, to bring Technology into being and to create Him through your own mind.”
  
 
  Another ribbon of runes forms, red and yellow, blockier than the Mother’s runes, almost a typeface, winding in between the other ribbon and throughout the gathered crowd.
 
  “That’s Tucker, Pharaoh of the Cyber age. He’s pretty much the god of all technology.” Kon glances over to Tim, wide-eyed at the thought of his best friend with technology-related blessings.
 
  Ellies laughs, looking over to Tim as well. “Oh yeah, Tim’s gonna love this.”
 
  Danny closes his eyes for a moment, and when he opens them again, the green of his pupils has expanded to cover his sclera as well.
 
  
    “I offer you the High King’s Soul, the power to command Life itself, to extend Existence to eternity and to provide It to those whom you love with all your soul.”
  
 
  A third ribbon forms, messy runes of green and white, glowing brightly as they twine with the other ribbons and weave throughout the beings held in Danny’s hands.
 
  Ellie laughs brightly, tears overflowing to stream down her face, looking around at all their friends and loved ones as she realizes what Danny is giving them all.
 
  She’ll never be without them.
 
  They’ll all be with her and Kon for as long as they wish.
 
  They can offer Life to those they love, and bring them with them.
 
  “Dad,” she says, choked up with love.
 
  She holds Kon close.
 
  “Thank you.”
 
  Danny nods, slowly lowering his hands as the rune ribbons fade, each young hero feeling their new gifts settle into their souls.
 
  There are tears on some faces, and wonder on most.
 
  
    “Your people no longer need to fear Death, for Death will answer to them at the end of their mortal span, if they wish.”
  
   Danny says, and as he speaks, he starts to shift.
 
  His face glimmers, then slowly becomes transparent.
 
  “Dad?” Ellie asks, dropping Kon’s hands and flying up to her father again. “You alright?”
 
  
    “I only have one daughter.”
  
   Danny says with a gentle smile.
  
     “I would do anything for you, Ellie.”
  
 
  There’s a sound like creaking glaciers, and then all at once Danny’s form compresses, his face shrinking, his body appearing as he grows smaller.
 
  Soon enough, there’s a tall, well-built man floating where Danny’s face was.
 
  He looks to be in his late-thirties, and still carries the same coloring as he did before, pale skin and white hair, bright green eyes, and he wears a formal jumpsuit of black and white with icy stones covering the fabric in intricate designs. There’s a jet black crown floating above his hair, an aurora borealis trapped between the points.
 
  
    “I would even return to a lesser form, to give you this blessing,”
  
   he laughs, opening his arms wide.
 
  Ellie shrieks in glee and zips closer, catching him in a tight hug.
 
  “Dad!” She laughs, spinning him around in her excitement. “You’re so small!”
 
  Danny joins in her laughter, and his voice sounds almost normal when he speaks.
 
  
    “Blessings like that take a great deal of power, Moonbeam. I shall live out another life in this lesser form, and return to the Infinite Realms in due time.”
  
 
  “Won’t you miss Sam and Tuck?” Ellie asks, clearly worried.
 
  Danny merely shakes his head. 
  
    “They understand. I would not have you wander without your own dearly loved ones. And what is a few centuries to the eternity I have to spend with them?”
  
 
  Kon drifts over to float beside her, and she tucks him into her side as soon as he gets close.
 
  Danny smiles at him.
 
  
    “Hello, favored son. It is a pleasure to finally meet you. Ellie has told me so much about you.”
  
 
  Kon blinks. “Son?” He asks, a bit startled at the address.
 
  
    “Favored
  
  
     son,”
  
   Danny corrects, reaching out and taking Kon’s face in his hands. He leans close, kissing Kon’s forehead. 
  
    “Most blessed of Krypton’s children, favored son, Prince of the Infinite.”
  
 
  Kon flusters, and he feels power rush through his head.
 
  Ellie laughs, taking his chin from Danny’s grasp and turning him to look at her.
 
  “You’ve got a bunch of white hair now,” she says, flicking the lock of his hair right at the front.
 
  Kon reaches up and tugs his hair before his eyes, seeing the bright white for himself.
 
  
    “A sign of your blessing,”
  
   Danny says, smiling at him. 
  
    “Hope you don’t mind.”
  
 
  Kon laughs.
 
  “Not at all, your majesty.”
 
  
    “Danny,”
  
   Danny says. 
  
    “Or Dad. Father works if you want to be formal.”
  
 
  Kon is bright red, and Ellie laughs, tugging him into her side.
 
  “Dad, you’re flustering my husband, that’s 
  
    my
  
   job!”
 
  Danny smiles sheepishly.
 
  
    “Is this a bad time to present you with your crown?”
  
   He asks, reaching through a green tear in reality and pulling out a golden circlet.
 
  It’s a pair to Ellie’s own, and shines like the sun.
 
  “I get a crown?” Kon asks, his voice rising in pitch until it’s nearly a squeak.
 
  Ellie hugs him tight, then lets go and floats back.
 
  Danny shifts his weight in the air, and suddenly he’s a High King once more, even in this smaller size.
 
  
    “I crown you, Kon-El Phantom, Prince of the Infinite.”
  
 
  He sets the crown on Kon’s head, and there’s a bright flare of light.
 
  And suddenly Kon can feel the Infinite Realms pulsing all around him, the weave of power that flows between his own dimension and the rest of the multiverse. He reaches out a hand and a rift in reality opens, green light shining through.
 
  He sees a massive turquoise eye lined in kohl, then a wide fanged grin set in a pale face. There’s a flash of bright ginger and his eyes start to water.
 
  He gasps in breath as his mind strains, the tear in the fabric of his universe twisting.
 
  And then a white claw-tipped hand reaches out and shuts it, and Ellie’s hand covers his eyes.
 
  
    “Oh,”
  
   Danny’s voice hums in warm approval, 
  
    “Already opening rifts! Well done, my son!”
  
 
  Ellie sighs in Kon’s ear.
 
  “Dad, did you remember the training wheels?”
 
  There’s a pause.
 
  
    “Ah.”
  
 
  There’s another flare of light, bright even behind Ellie’s hand, and then he can see again.
 
  Danny is grinning, sheepish yet again.
 
  
    “I apologize, dear son, I am unused to mortal minds.”
  
 
  “No big deal,” Kon wheezes, his brain feeling like mush.
 
  He’d shake his head to chase the feeling away, but he’s a bit worried his brain might fly out his ears.
 
  Danny reaches out to tap his forehead, and his brain immediately feels better.
 
  “Thanks,” Kon says with a sigh of relief, lifting a hand to his head.
 
  His hand bumps against the crown, and his mind twists itself up again over his sudden new title.
 
  “Ellie, am I royalty now?” He asks, voice a little faint. “Are we all immortal? What just happened?”
 
  Danny laughs brightly, mischief obvious in the sound, and Ellie swats at him without looking.
 
  “Yeah, Dad’s just like that, unfortunately,” she says. “You get used to it eventually.”
 
  Kon wheezes.
 
  
    “I’ll leave you to talk,”
  
   Danny says, and then he turns and drifts away, down toward the crowd below them.
 
  Kon knows that plenty of their guests are going to be mobbing his new father-in-law with all kinds of questions about himself and their blessings and the impact and use of their gifts, but he’s pretty sure Danny can handle himself.
 
  “He deserves everything they’re gonna throw at him,” Ellie snorts, watching as Tim is the first to speak, clearly vibrating with his need to know what just happened.
 
  “Does he?” Kon asks, “I’m pretty sure he just made our entire friend group immortal and extremely powerful.”
 
  It’s starting to sink in, just what all this is going to mean.
 
  “Ellie,” Kon says, voice shaking, “Ellie, we’ll be able to do so much good with this.”
 
  Ellie grins, bright and happy.
 
  “It’s hope, love,” she says, wrapping her arm around his waist and pulling him close. “It’s a gift of hope, for this entire dimension, and for the Infinite Realms beyond.”
 
  And as they float there in each other’s arms, Kon can almost see it.
 
  An era of peace and prosperity, a wonderful life, he and Ellie together through it all, watching over their friends and making their own little family while the world spins brighter and brighter around them.
 
  He holds his wife close and presses a kiss to her hair.
 
  “Yeah. Yeah, it’s hope.”
 
  The wedding celebration continues, music and food and laughter filling the Watchtower for hours.
 
  And as Kon watches Ellie dance through the air with her father, he can’t tear his eyes away.
 
  His wife spins and whirls, laughing and happy, and when she flies from her father’s side to slip into Kon’s arms, he gathers her in his arms and laughs with her.
 
  There’s a brilliant spark in his chest that flares ever brighter as he leads Ellie into a dance.
 
  It’s hope.
 
  Finally, it’s hope.'
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