Taking Risks and Souvenirs

The name's West, Wally West. I've always wanted an excuse to say that. It's like fried cheesecake, something you just gotta try. You have to put sugar on top, though. Of the cheesecake that is. I'm into chemistry and- ahem- wouldn't mind finding some. Robin insists it's there between me and Arty, but... I don't know. I like souvenirs and long runs on the beach and over the harbor and into the latin quarter where they have the best food. It's spicy and delicious. Anyways, gotta run! ( http://babyflash.tumblr.com/HeadCanon ) RP anytime, pre-invasion, or during.

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"…Greetings?"

[babyflash-blog]

"That’s sort of like ‘Salutations’ or like saying ‘Objections’ instead of actually providing objections. It’s a greeting- it’s the classification of a form of introductory commentary. That aside- either side, both of mine are good- How are you? And I totally get it. Or at least I think I do. I’m not sure anymore what I’m supposed to  be getting… Getting my groove on? Uncle Barry said that the other day and I snorted my chocolate milkshake all over Aunt Iris. There were no cookies for a week. So how are you? Wow. Now I really want cookies." 

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…Querl stared at him for a moment, arching an eyebrow. “I’m currently being annoyed by a speedster, who has a ridiculous habit of replying with far too many sentences for a single word. I’m actually quite interested in how much you will find to say in reply to this."

[babyflash-blog]

"I am not ridiculous! Nor Annoying! And it's not too many sentences! It's one big sentence! The whole world is a big, long, huge, SUPERGIANT SENTENCE! Not really. Most of what I say is fragments. Or run-ons. You drive me nuts! Which is super illogical because nuts have nothing to do with insanity. And that last one was more than a word!" Wally huffed in exasperation.

[earthdad]

when someone tries to argue with you on a subject you obsess over

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"…Greetings?"

[babyflash-blog]

"That's sort of like 'Salutations' or like saying 'Objections' instead of actually providing objections. It's a greeting- it's the classification of a form of introductory commentary. That aside- either side, both of mine are good- How are you? And I totally get it. Or at least I think I do. I'm not sure anymore what I'm supposed to  be getting... Getting my groove on? Uncle Barry said that the other day and I snorted my chocolate milkshake all over Aunt Iris. There were no cookies for a week. So how are you? Wow. Now I really want cookies." 

[fireflytallulah]

babyflash started following you

“Hey there! You new? Never seen you around here before.”

[babyflash-blog]

New to you, Dollface. I’m Wally West. Fastest kid out there… And you?

[fireflytallulah]

"Doll face…?" She blinks, cocking her head… But the comment on his speed brings a grin to her face, “Really! You don’t say….I’m Lu. Fastest Moth ‘out there’…"

[babyflash-blog]

"Any chance you'd wanna fly right on outta here, grab some food and some bonding time? Save some people? Grab coffee? Coffee would be fun. I'm not supposed to have coffee, but for you- I'll make an exception," he grinned, "Doll-face."

[pokiha]

Reblog this if you want (1) long message that will make your night.

[i-amkrypton]

[babyflash-blog]

"Me, too. Wait one second..."

Wally returned a few moments later, at least, he was pretty sure it was a few moments later. He lost track of time sometimes. Especially when he was talking. Or when there were girls. Wally loved girls. Mostly Artie. And food. And working with his kids. The kids at the Art Center were so cute and Alaya- that kid's hair rivaled Wally's.

"Hey, do you text? Do you get wifi? You could, like, brain text. Like telepathy. Betty could, too! And we could link it to my comm... We could communicate telepathically. Woah. and you could like get brain-Netflix. Is that even legal? That is so awesome. You should totally text me. I miss you. I got a new computer- Hot Rod Red. Totally awesome. I linked the operating system to the back door in Betty's programming through Sat-Feed. Gotta keep an eye on our girl. I'm worried about her. Do you think she's social enough for a girl her age? She needs a Facebook. I'm going to make her a Facebook. Wow. My head hurts. Something about tearing through the dimensional barrier. Maybe I should eat. I love food. Gotta work to maintain this physique. Do you work out? Would that effect you? I think it's a migraine. The cure for a migraine? Ice cream. Chocolate ice cream. I'm so glad I'm not lactose intolerant. I got you a present-microelectromechanical systems (MEMS) tongue chip. I added programming based on my own tastes. I thought this might make it more fun eating with a Speedster all the time. Wow. I'm tired. And a little bit loopy. It's fun to be loopy. Migraine medicine, I guess. Do you like rainbows? You know, there aren't any pots of gold at the end of the rainbow. The leprechauns lied. Never trust little men in green suits with funny shoes. Never." 

[fireflytallulah]

babyflash started following you

“Hey there! You new? Never seen you around here before.”

[babyflash-blog]

New to you, Dollface. I'm Wally West. Fastest kid out there... And you?

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babyflash started following  you

[scienceandsouvenirs-blog]

What’s cookin’, good lookin’?

[babyflash-blog]

    Hopefully cookies.

     Hey, is your name wifi? Cause I'm feeling a connection... By the way, love the costume. Are you another one? There seems to be all sorts of me all over the universes. Good thing. We gotta keep up with supply and demand. Not that I'm on the market anymore... But even Artemis appreciates window-shopping. So what's up with you?

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[i-amkrypton]

[babyflash-blog]

babyflash:

"Okay. Sure... But you missed me, you know it. I'm the Peanut Butter to your Jelly, the Daddy to your robot love-child, the Peanut Butter to Your Chocolate, the Stuffing to your Oreos, the Pickles to your Sardines, the Ketchup to your French Fries, the Heat to your Endothermic Reaction, the Secret Mac Sauce to the Burger-of-your-Life!"

There was a moment of awkward silence as Wally hyperventilated.

He glanced at the cookies. "We are going to share, right? I can show you how to eat them..." A sudden familiar curiosity lit up his face. "Are you a twister or a dunker? Personally, I'm a little bit of both. I feel an America's Next Top Model marathon coming on. I'll get the popcorn! What is better than unhealthy food, friends, and incredibly hot women at once? Thank God Arty's not here to hear that. Where is the microwave? Have you ever played chubby bunny? I can't find it. We should just light a fire. It's so good to be home! Do you know how many universes it took to find you? In one of them Clark was a blogger! a blogger!"

Wally stopped for a second, staring straight at Brainiac. "It's good to be home." The chaos continued.

Just wait, Wally thought, Until he learns what I can do now!

[jketylr]

[babyflash-blog]

Keystone is under the protection of a man who can throw haymakers like machine-gun fire... who can create cyclones with a wave of his arm... who can outrun gravity. Keystone is my city.

West, Wally West

[babyflash-blog]

Pros and Cons of Civies Vs. Uniform

Civies-

Pros

I can ask a girl on a date without being attacked by the Rogues, the Joker, her psychopathic father (although that one may still show up), and her knife-wielding big sister wearing a slasher-esque mask

Air. Seriously. That not-quite-spandex stuff does not breathe at all.

Easier to hide weapons than a skin-tight suit.

Personality. Not that my suit doesn't have personality, but imagine wearing that as pajamas or to prom. Sometimes not-quite-spandex just doesn't cut it.

Cons

I often have to wear long sleeves to cover up any bruises from saving the world- something I do on a daily basis

It has a bad tendency to burst into flames/wear off/ get holes in uncomfortable places when I go too fast

The Uniform-

Pros

I have great abs. The ladies love the costume.

The uniform? Stain resistant. The rest of my wardrobe? Not so much. You try eating ribs at two hundred miles an hour and not getting it on your clothes. There is no question.

It makes my hair look great. Admit it, you were thinking it. Redheads do everything better.

It has a snack pouch. I love snacks. All sorts of snacks.

Stealth mode. I am the ninja boyfriend.

Fairly fire resistant

Cons

Snack pocket? So not big enough.

Stealth mode still does not make me blend in. It's not like it's any more likely to see an incredibly attractive ginger with great hair in a black skin-tight costume than a red and yellow one.

I get asked regularly if the circus is in town. (Why don't you ask Rob, huh?)

Does not at all repel bullets. Or knives. I want something like Batman has where it's just like "POOWWW! Don't think so!"

Really, really tight

Kinda hard to get on and off. Makes peeing difficult...

[babyflash-blog]

The Return

Wally West knew he needed to sleep. If he ever had any hope of passing the finals in the morning and catching up on everything he missed when he was gone, he needed to sleep.

Sleep didn't come.

He tried listing molecules...unsuccessfully. 

He tried listing snack items.

Oreos, Fanta, Ginger Snaps...

But time didn't comply. His mind was operating at the speed of light.

He knew he'd been gone (dead, a voice in his head insisted) for what? Maybe a few months. It felt like a few millennium. 

Butterfingers and vanilla ice cream

He was still Wally, a part of him insisted, and yet... Sometimes he felt old, ancient. The Speed Force had torn away the very concept of time. 

cinnamon popcorn and pickles

He had come back, but at what cost? He sometimes wondered if he was meant to return. There was so much here for him, but the energy called, the speed. It had fused to his very being as a child, growing with him. Now he wondered where he ended and it began.

fried cheesecake

Curled up on the couch in Brainiac's movie room, trying to avoid choking on the dust- another reminder of his absence- Wally tried to make sense of it all: the part of him that was Wally, the part of him that was Kid Flash, and the part of him that was ancient as the days, the part of him that he was finally being forced to recognize.

Nutter Butters

He felt so alone, as alone as he had been in the last days in the Speed Force, trapped inside his own mind, falling apart...

Something cool and hard slid up next to his arm. Wally opened his eyes and looked down. Betty beeped.

And somehow Wally knew that even if he might be a little I-have-a-need-for-nice-young-women-in-clean-white-lab-coats-and-am-a-danger-to-society crazy, he'd be okay.

The Speed Force didn't change Wally, it was a part of who he was and had been for a long time now. He simply had to recognize this part of who he was, recognize that he was speed as much as he was a geek and a foodie and a hero and a chick-magnet and so much more.

Wally didn't need to try to choose one anymore, and, thinking of Brainiac, he realized he never had to. There were people out there who'd appreciate him just the way he was... A little dented, but nothing some Ethyl-2 cyanoacrylate couldn't fix.

Wally slept better than he had in a long, long time.

(He dreamed of being attacked by sandwiches carrying large pickles while Betty defended him alongside with his trusty co-conspirator-regarding-all-things-flammable Brainie, who had oddly pointed ears and kept insisting that super glue was an illogical weapon... But that, and what followed, is another story.)   

[i-amkrypton]

((A really crappy thing I put together because I love this little robot and don’t draw her enough.

She’s the robot equivilent of a baby. She knows what Brainiac does but loves him because he built her and he’s her “mama”. Yes, in robot language that is what she calls him. He doesn’t like it but he can’t bring himself to decommission her. ))

[babyflash-blog]

Daddy needs to have a discussion with Baby Brother...

[i-amkrypton]

WALLACE.

“DO NOT DO THAT TO ME AGAIN.”

“I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD.”

[babyflash-blog]

The redhead took a minute to get his breath back.

"I- I didn't die. I just- sort of- ceased. It was so beautiful in there, and everything was so far away. I just- I wasn't fast enough...

"I am now."

Wally looks at Brainiac- his friend. "Do you want- I mean I could- Would you- Do you wanna share my oreos?"

He holds out his peace offering, shaking, and not from the speed force. In all the months of subterfuge and trying to give up his calling and dealing with the new team and the culmination of it all when he was sucked into the speed force, he really missed Brainiac, the one person who  seemed to appreciate- and understand- both him and his brain. He had changed slightly, with everything he'd been through, but he was still fundamentally the same Wally.

"Or my new data mining program based on the internet's God-code base algorithm? I had a lot of time to figure it out..." This knowledge he'll relinquish much more easily than the wonderful-deliciousness-he-missed-almost-as-much-as-Betty-key-word-almost oreos, but he'll give up either to have his friend back.

Then Wally realized it. Was that Brainiac's version of a...?

"Hey! Did you just hug me?!" It appears some things had changed. And not, Wally determined, in a bad way.

[babyflash-blog]

askbrainiac sent: I have acquired a third for our upcoming Marathon. I thought I should inform you ahead of time.

I enjoyed our marathon. What do you think Querl thought?

askbrainiac said: He seemed very confused…

BabyFlash: … Well now he gets to see how the rest of us feel! Ebullience? It sounds like an eighties band.

[i-amkrypton]

Indeed… Though he seemed most uncomfortable in our presence… Why do you think that was?

*sees this as an opportunity to study social behavior.*

[babyflash-blog]

*Wally shrugs awkwardly, eyes shifting-in-a-shifty-manner.His voice speeds up exponentially.*

   Maybe he hasn't totally gotten used to my sheer awesomeness-and-your-totally-in-the-past-criminal-activities-that-might-have-kind-have-made-it-hard-for-him-to-give-you-a-second-chance....But it's okay, Buddy. Super awesome movie extravaganzas fix everything. Or they will. Maybe. If we have another. And if he likes you. And maybe then -we'll-he'll have a new family and I think he liked Betty and maybe I can *Wally mumbles* fix-something-instead-of-breaking-it...

*Wally awkwardly jumps to his feet, trying not to see the expression on the curiously expressive face of the Best-Robotsiest-Friend-Ever*

*Betty Boops*

Dibbs on picking the next movie! *Wally grins* Beat you to it!

*Betty beeps*

Fine, Betty! You can pick it, but it better not be Sense and Sensibility again... There are only so many times I guy can watch that and maintain his reputation!

*Betty trills, and Wally would swear it's laughter*

I did not pick that! You did!

*Beep*

Did not!

*Beep*

Did not!

*Beep*

Did not!

*Beep*

Did, too! Wait, no! Argh!

*Wally throws his hands up in exasperation*