Drowning out the small speech from the other hero, Danny peers out the Watchtower windows to see the stars.
Meeting his favorite heroes had been fun. But it had quickly turned boring. They all referred to him by titles and spoke to him as if he was something other. And he is something other, mind you! But he's also so very not.
Seeing Superman begin to move again, he zones back into conversation as the man guides him.
"And this, King Phantom, is the meeting area." He gestures to the seating arrangement and screens. Danny simply nods, sweeping his gaze over the room once before looking back at him.
"Any questi-" Before Superman can finish his sentence, a tan blur intercepts him, jutting into the conversation. The swishing of the material dies down to show John Constantine in his ruffled trenchcoat, pointing at Danny with the expression of the cat that caught the canary.
Neither of them say anything, staring each other down as Superman looks back and forth between them. Constantine's got a smirk on his face, whilst Phantom's eyes are wide as he avoids eye contact.
"Is something the matter?" Superman voices, taking a step in between the two. He has half the mind to tell John off about the way he's acting towards the royal, but instead shoots him an unimpressed look.
"No, I just-" Danny sighs as he stops floating, his feet touching the ground as he reaches to scratch at the back of his neck, "- I might technically be grounded right now."
Superman turns a confused gaze towards Danny as John lets out a tutting sound.
"Oh, that's not all big blue. He tell you about all the missin' work?" John says, crossing his arms in a way reminiscent of a disgruntled parent. Superman finds his gaze hopping back and forth between the two again, confused.
"Oh shut it pops! I've still got a week's extension!"
Superman blinks as the conversation suddenly carries itself, the two bickering back and forth over... schoolwork? projects? groundings?
Phantom screws up his face like an angry teen before suddenly disappearing without a sound.
John turns to him then, still sporting his original expression. "Don't worry about him. Told 'em he can come back once he finishes his literature project." And with that, he turns and walks away.
Superman blinks at the spots the two had been in before turning and glancing around the room. He was supposed to be giving Phantom a tour... but now he can't help but feel the need to check in on his own protege's grades.
Welp. It's not like he has anything better to do now.
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