AN: I'm doing midterms right now, so it might be a little while before I can really continue with my ongoing fics, so have this thing I wrote a while ago to hold y'all over until then.

From Tumblr: The DannyPhantom-JusticeLeauge blog got an ask, and people started talking about it, which inspired me to write a little ficlet. It's not that good but I like it, so... enjoy.

anonymous asked:

According to the movie "Superman/Batman: Apocalypse", the Kryptonian language is just Esperanto... but... Esperanto gibberish. Make of that what you will.

"English"

"Kryptonian/Esperanto"

Just the Typical Weirdness

The day hadn't started off too weird, just the normal amount of weird that one could expect while in a space station full of superheroes.

A portal opening up in the middle of the meeting room wasn't even the weirdest thing that happened that day.

That honor went to the white-haired teen that fell out of said portal.

Along with chunks of Kryptonite.

Superman instantly felt that. He doubled over while the rest of his team went into high alert. Hawk Woman and Martian Manhunter grabbed the unwitting intruder, while Wonder Woman tied him up with her lasso. The strangest thing about him was that he seemed to be reacting the same way as Superman. He didn't seem to really notice the people around him, as he was writhing around, trying to kick the Kryptonite away. Batman and Flash got lead-lined containers to shield the chunks of the radioactive green rock.

Both the white-haired teen and Superman gave a sigh of relief once all of the Kryptonite was safely put away.

Then, finally, the kid realized the situation that he was in, and tried to struggle away from the three heroes holding him, green eyes wide in confusion and fear. He was babbling in some incoherent language.

Superman and Flash tried to calm the kid down, but he didn't seem to understand anything that they said. Everyone turned to Green Lantern, who was able to translate any language in the known universe with his ring. He just looked confusedly at his ring, then back at the kid.

"I have no idea what he's saying," Green Lantern said as he took a step forward. "This shouldn't be possible, my ring can translate anything."

"Well what if he's not from around here?" Flash thought out loud. He shrugged at the looks that some of the others gave him. "I mean, we've dealt with other dimensions and universes before, right? What if he's from one of those?"

"That would make sense," Martian Manhunter said. The white-haired teen had calmed down enough to where he wasn't babbling anymore. Now he was just staring at the Leaguers.

"Superman," Batman spoke up. "Try speaking Kryptonian to him."

Superman raised an eyebrow. The Kryptonite did seem to work on him… it's possible that he would know Kryptonian, even if he didn't default to one of this universe's languages.

"Umm, excuse me," Superman started. The kid immediately looked up at him with a sort of recognition in his eyes. "Do you speak Kryptonian?"

The kid stared at him, brows furrowed, eyes darting from Superman to the other heroes and back to Superman.

"Kryptonian? Nay sir. Though mayhaps if thee speaketh of Esperanto, then verily," he said in a very old version of the language. "However, the inflection that thy used is very much a challenge for mine own understanding. Might thee has't the ability to speak… uh, properly?"

Superman blinked.

Green Lantern coughed, failing to cover up his chuckle.

"I'll uh… I shall try?" Superman said uncertainly. The kid gave him a slightly irritated and still confused look. This was going to be harder than he thought. "Uh, what is… thy name?"

"Thou mayest refer to me as Danny," the white-haired teen replied. "Art thou an apparition? Thou doth not appeareth as such."

"Apparition? Like a ghost?" Superman asked. "Of course not, why would you think that?"

Danny grimaced as Superman forgot to try to talk in old Kryptonian. The boy gestured to the lead-lined box of Kryptonite.

"The visage of thee in pain was as crystal in mine eyes," he explained. "In the whole breadth of the knowledge that I hath gather'd whilst I roam, only apparitions art shaken as thee were by the Ecto-ranium."

Superman quirked his head to one side as he processed what the kid was trying to say. He noticed the fact that in whatever universe that Danny had come from, Krypton was most likely extremely different from the one he knew about. And either this kid was implying that he was a ghost, or 'apparition' meant something else in his universe.

"Umm, doth any of the good gentlepeople here has't the thought that 'tis time to loosen this lariat that binds me so?" Danny asked. "I so-swear upon the core of my being that lays within my breast, that I shalt not doth harm thee nor thy people."

Superman blinked again and raised an eyebrow. This was possibly the strangest day of his life.

"Uh, yeah, sure" he said. Superman turned to Wonder Woman. "I think you can let him go, he said that he's not here to hurt anyone."

"What else did you find out?" Batman asked as the Amazonian untied the boy and allowed him to stand. "Who is he? Why is he here? How did he get here?"

"Well for one, he talks like Shakespeare," Green Lantern interjected.

"His name is Danny, and he implied that he was a ghost." Superman looked back at the kid who was now just blankly staring at each of the Leaguers as they spoke. "I think it most likely means something different where he's from." He turned back to Batman. "Other than that, he called his version of Kryptonian 'Esperanto,' and Kryptonite 'Ecto-ranium.'"

"Pardon mine interruption, but alas, it would be very much agreeable if I was't to returneth back to mine own home, as swiftly as the winds of fate would allow,"Danny cut in. "Prithee, dost anyone hither possess the knowledge of how to maketh portals of an inter-dimensional nature?—"

Before anyone could react to what the boy had said, a great tearing sound filled the room. The Justice League instantly tensed into their defensive stances, but Danny just turned around with a bright grin spread across his face.

"I beg thee, worry not!" he said with glee. "'tis only mine dearest companion cometh to retrieve me, Wulf!"

Three claws appeared out of thin air and tore downward, creating a glowing portal that had a multitude of swirling shades and hues of green that spilled over one another as it pulsated in the air. Not a moment later, a large wolf head poked out through the opening, eyeing everyone in the room before finally falling on the white-haired teen. It smiled wide, showing long, sharp teeth.

"Mine friend!" it called out in the same dialect that the boy had used. "'tis the most wonderful of times to be seeing thee with mine own eyes! I had the most awful of displeasures to watch as thee hath fallen through that wretched portal accompanied by ecto-ranium! But now thou art hither, and we can returneth home!"

"Most true mine friend," Danny turned to the Justice League. "I pray that thee accept mine most humble of gratitude. Fair thee well!"

With that, he stepped through the portal as the wolf's head disappeared in the mass of green. Before the portal closed, they could hear the teen's voice once more.

"I dare to taketh the Ancients' name in vain, Wulf! The lone person that could speaketh anything similar to mine own tongue, has't the most crude way of articulation that I hath ever heard!—"

The rest of the League just stood there, dumbfounded and confused about what had just happened.

"Well that was weird."