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“I hate ya.” She sneered. “Cuz ya a fukkin mask wearin, goodie two shoes, interfearin motha fukka.”
Harley looked her up and down.
“Ya think ya soooooooooo good. Runnin around stoppin things, people. Callin yaself betta than us cuz we’re scum.” She hissed.
“Ya don’t fukkin know me. Ya think ya helpin people by stoppin us, but what are ya really doin? Ya ruinin lives just as much as ya saivin em. Ya aint a good guy. Take tha mask off and do what you do, I promise ya the authorities will think tha same thing. They’ll snatch ya up and put ya in a test tube.”
Iris listened as Harley ranted on about how awful she was, not interrupting her at any stage, until she was finally done talking.
“I don’t think you’re scum. I might not agree with what you do, and I might have to stop you every time you do it, but I don’t think you’re scum. As for putting me in a test tube...” she thought about it for a moment, “Yeah, probably. General Wade Eiling in particular would love to get his hands on me. What you said about ruining lives, though--” Iris walked, at normal speed, to be in front of Harley once more, “--what do you mean by that? Whose lives do I ruin by doing what I do?”
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A slender brow rose as the woman spoke and she could already tell this bitch was going to be irritating.
“Tha hamma’s wooden too yanno. Plus its got a smalla handle, thinna, so it breaks easier ta be honest.”
Her whole body tensed up and she froze, carefully unsquinting her eyes as her hair settled back down from the gust of wind.
“ Tha fuck was that? You anotha one of them speedy fukkers? God I hate those. So much.”
Harley let out a largely exaggerated sigh just to make sure this person knew how much she already hated her.
“Your exaggeration doesn’t do you any credit, Quinn--I haven’t even done anything to you yet, so why do you hate me?” Iris folded her arms, now actually staring Harley down, her eyes remaining still while the rest of her head continued its slight vibrations. Chocolate, those were her eyes. Purest brown hues that seemed to bore deep into the former psychiatrist’s very soul.
“I’m not here to fight--I’m not even from here. Just heard you have a reputation.” A brief pause before Iris added, “Well, you and a certain Clown Prince.”
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Donnie grinned as he poked his head out from a cupboard. “Mom! You found me.”
Dawn glared at him, eyes narrowed and rage on the rise. “GIVE. ME. BACK. BATGIRL!”
Donnie stuck his tongue out at her, causing her to lunge at him before she was pulled off.
“Mom! Do something!”
“Enough!” Iris actually pulled them apart, her voice ringing like thunder for a second before she added, “Dawn, that’s no way to ask for your Batgirl back, is it? And Donnie, taking her Batgirl without permission was equally wrong, you need to apologize to your sister.” For a moment, Iris wondered what the actual Batgirl would think of this, but the thought was pushed away, “When you want someone else’s toy to play with, you ask for it, Donnie. And if they say ‘no,’ you shouldn’t just take it from them anyways--that’s stealing, and only thieves like Doctor Light do that,” her kids knew her villains just as well as she did, and Doctor Light was among the ones she knew they disliked. For what reason, she didn’t quite get, but hey. It was something.
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Barry’s eyes went wide, and a part of him wanted to just move forward and hug her. Because he knew if the reverse had happened, if Barry had lost Iris, he would not have been okay. He shuddered just thinking about it. “Oh…I…I’m sorry Iris. But I…I mean I feel like everything already has gone wrong. Like…originally? Apparently my mom wouldn’t have died. A speedster went back in time and ended up killing my mom. So you tell me…is my timeline even right?”
He hesitated for a moment before he followed Iris over to the curb, sitting down next to her with a sigh. “I don’t know what to say now that I’m here. I don’t know. What can I say? I’ve lost both of my parents now…”
“Barry, even if your timeline isn’t right, changing it back would only make things worse. By the time you save your mom, she’ll already have seen the man who would kill her--by simply coming back, you’ve changed things. And from there, butterfly effect...” Iris shrugged, “Next thing you know--I don’t know-- you’re no longer the flash. You lose your speed, but not just that, your memories would go too. You’d basically erase yourself from existence.”
She put her hand on his, “Look, I get that you want to change that horrible, horrible event. But do you really want to risk the very fate of your universe just to see your mom again?” A brief pause as she looks away, “Do you really want to sacrifice your version of me? For all you know, you could be inadvertently giving me speed in your universe, and I could become like Inverse or Zoom.” Iris just...shook her head.