Bruce didn't know what he was expecting when the iced over demon ghost king asked for 3 volunteers for a 'task' in return of its summoning. The ghost gave them a full day to choose who to go and only gave them a hint of 'readable handwriting'.
It took the majority of the day, and the group decided on:
Batman, for his neat handwriting and ability to read any potential contract they may be asked to sign for loopholes and legal jargon pertaining to business and employment.
Wonder Woman, with her flowing handwriting and knowledge of multiple languages and magic, she could see if any magics were affecting them and might be able to counter act accordingly, as well as knowing political legal jargon.
Martian Manhunter, his ability to read minds and telepathic abilities (although he did inform Batman that the Ghosts mind was blocked to him, he could feel the emotional waves coming off of the being) as well as the ghost king seemingly choosing him as the person he wanted to talk to. J'ohn was their 'point of contact' to the king.
Constantine drilled into them that J'ohn was to be the only one to speak to the King or any other ghost they come across. Diana and Bruce will only speak when spoken to, and "By all bloody hell Bats, IF you are both addressed let Diana speak, please."
Now that the hero trio were in the room they were portaled to, they were confused. Mounds of paper, some with little hanging signs in a language they couldn't read possibly telling the person what type of paper they were filled the room. They all startled when a small scream came from the back and the sound of a few stacks of paper being toppled over. When they finally navigates the room to the mess, they found a teenager with white hair and green eyes brimming with tears trying to escape the paper towers covering him.
"Stupid King paperwork, stupid eyeballs making me do it, stupid Pariah for not doing his own freaking work and sleeping on the job, stupid clockfaced bast-"
At that moment a clock that was on a nearby desk slid off the stack of papers it was on, and landed dead center of top of the kids head.
Unfortunately, this seemed to be the last straw for the kid and he broke down sobbing.
Bruce, ever the father, immediately went and helped pull the child as gently as he could out of the mess and helped him into the chair at the desk. Diana started righting the paper that had fallen, and J'ohn went to help console the child.
"Young one, we were sent by the King to help you with the paperwork. Once you recover would you direct us while you rest for a moment?"
"OH, right, that was today." The child warbled with his crying, but with something to focus on, he gained more control. "Ther- there are some glasses in that drawer that were made for you guys. They will help you read any language, Ghost Writer only gave me 3 though, so we will have to share..." the child pointed to a drawer with a lock and a key with a little green cartoon ghost keychain on it.
"That will be fine little one, you rest and we will get started." Diana said softly.
"Oh...ok... um... start over there? If you need pens or folders or stuff, just ask one of the blob ghosts, they like to help." The kid pointed to a haphazard pile of paper.
It didn't take long before the trio turned back to the kid to find him slumped over the desk, fast asleep.
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