"That was the worst prank ever." Mister Mxyzptlk rubbed his face.
Like every cartoon character, he could knead his face into all sorts of dough-like shapes, and his features always looked as though he were making a goofy face.
But no one in the Justice League felt like laughing.
"Since you've run into trouble too, we need to help each other."
Batwoman signaled Superman with her eyes to move the cage aside. It had only been a bluff to begin with. Now that Mister Mxyzptlk was under J'onn's control, there was no need to keep up such an aggressive posture.
Creating a more relaxed atmosphere for the conversation would be more conducive to communication.
Once the cage was removed, Mister Mxyzptlk stretched out his legs and sat on the floor, picking up artificial snow from the ground and playing with it. He seemed to have neither body heat nor sensation; the snowflakes did not melt in his hands at all.
"How about we change locations? What about the Hall of Justice?" Mister Mxyzptlk looked up and suggested.
"The Hall of Justice hasn't been rebuilt yet." Superman answered helplessly. Having the Hall of Justice blown up by The Batman Who Laughs was practically a black mark in their history.
Mister Mxyzptlk chuckled. Of course he knew the Hall of Justice had been blown up. He had known the instant he arrived in this world, which was why he had mistakenly thought the apocalypse had come, only to fall for the Justice League's trick.
"If I want a Hall of Justice, then there will be a Hall of Justice." Mister Mxyzptlk patted his backside and stood up, then said to Starman, "You. Take us to the Hall of Justice."
Starman looked to Batwoman, and Bruce gave a slight nod beneath his black