Iris: Barry! Barry wake up!
Iris: Someone is in our house!
Iris: No, he's still on that space mission.
Barry: Okay. Stay here. I'll go check it out. *Picks up bat* If you hear me shout Code 16 use our home invasion plan delta.
Barry walking through the dark house until he sees a light in the kitchen: AH-HA!
Danny eating out of the open fridge: Hmm-whaa!?
Barry: Wait a minute, you're just a kid. What are you doing?
Danny: I'm sorry! I was hungry! I didn't know anyone was home, but I swear I didn't mean any harm!
Barry: I see. How long has it been since you last had food?
Danny sniffing: I'll leave, I'm sorry. Please don't call the cops.
Barry putting the bat down: Leaving before my one am meal? You can't! Stay, I could use the company.
Barry: Yeah, I can whip us up some pizzas. *turning to yell* IRIS, IT'S ALL GOOD. GO BACK TO BED. I'M GOING TO EAT
Barry: I have pepperoni, sausage or plain cheese. Which do you prefer?
Danny: Wait. Are you really going to make me pizza?
Barry: Well, it's frozen pizza. It takes about 15 minutes in my toaster oven, but trust me, it's the best brand. My nephew swears by it. My name is Barry, by the way, what's yours?
Danny: I...Ugh I'm Danny.
Barry: Nice to meet you Danny. You want to crash here after we eat?
Barry: Spend the night here. A nap after eating always feels best.
A few hours later Barry slipping back into bed: Iris.
Barry: I've adopted a son. His name is Danny. He's fifteen, meta, and running from his parents. Sweet thing. He took over the guest room, so now when we have guests stay over, they have to sleep on the pull-out couch.
Iris half alseep: Sounds good. Does he have your eyes?
Barry: Yeah surprisingly he does. I tucked him into bed.
Danny two walls away dressed in Wally' pjs, with a full stomch and freshly showered: How...how did he convince me to be adopted in only one hour???? Is he a witch?????