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Merry Christmas. Now you can look that much more athletic when you're running to the fridge.
Name: Wally West Age: 26 Gender: Male Big/little spoon: Big spoon, unless I have fallen ill, then I demand to be cuddled. Favorite movie: Titanic, and the Notebook. The illusionist was lovely as well... Favorite band: Oasis, and Ed Sheeran.. Throw in a dash of Pet shop boys and The Cat Empire. Is it okay if I fall asleep: Of course, though I hope you don’t mind if I fall asleep as well. Are kisses allowed: They are preferred honestly. Are pants required: Yes. They are required to be nowhere near either of us. When are you available for cuddles: All day every day. My place or yours: Mine, yours, ours, the park, a rooftop, the back of a bus, this list could go on forever. Will you play with my hair: Dear god yes. Anything else?: When this application is accepted you should know I expect to start training as soon as possible. Also, I tend to trace my fingers along whoever I am cuddling with, an odd habit but so far I have had no complaints with it.
Well... guess most of that sounds alright... Yeah, alright. Accepted.
Mountains out of timerifts
Safe and secure to the outside world, Wally meandered about his old base. His old home at Mount Justice. Though slow was never his speed, there was something about hearing echoes of his own footsteps, and light buzzing of winged creatures that made his pace reach one of the average persons . Classes were over for spring break, and with no immediate desire to go home, Wally took to taking a stroll. Hands in his pockets, and hardly prepared for the speeding ball of energy that came barreling towards him, Wally was knocked flat on his ass at the apparent intruder in the base. With a shake of his head, he scrambled to his feet to chase after the other speedster, yelling at him to stop so he could question him.
I might not always like you, but I will always love you
Dear Bart
There will never come a time where you and I see completely eye to eye. Sometimes I will push you off course to see you tumble into a pond, and you in turn do everything in your power to trip me. We will fight, and bicker, and lash out over things that the rest of the world would deem ridiculous. As we are all aware, thanks to Crane and past events, fear makes us do ridiculous things. Things like fighting, because I am scared to lose you to a time period, to a person, and to whatever the world has to throw at you.
I might not seem like the best role model, or even a half decent human being at times, but I want you to know I am here for you. If you need and ear I can lend you my two, a hug I have two arms and a torso for that, advice - I can do my best. As for anything else, don't be afraid to ask.
Just know that even though I may spit awful words at you, it's never directed to you, not completely. You're my family, and I love you. No matter what. I am eternally glad you literally ran into my life, and I hope I can show you the ropes, and be a better cousin to you in the future.
Love: Cousin Wally
P.S. I'm sorry
Good morning, sunshine
When the sun peaked through his open blinds, Wally blinked awake, slow to recover from last nights events. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he sat up and gave a stretch, careful not to jostle the sleeping persons beside him. He pushed the blankets down off himself, and gingerly stepped out of the bed, leaving the two on their own while he scrounged for some breakfast. Before leaving his room he found his pair of boxers on the floor and pulled them to cover himself up just in case he ran into anyone, and slowly made his way into the kitchen.
Taking a breather
Pressing his palms to his eyes, Wally took in a large inhale, an extended exhale following after that almost caused his head to spin. He shook his head, and when the ding of the elevator sounded, Wally dropped his hands back to his sides and exited the metal contraption. Sure, running the stairs would have been quicker, that that moment after the doors closed and before they opened was complete bliss. "Floor 4, room 7A." Wally muttered as he repeated what Garfield had told him, walking down the hallway until he found the door he was looking for. Placing a small smile on his face, Wally rapped on the door three times, "Hey man, you in there?"
Up late marking, I need something to keep me going and keep me in the spirit of science.
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Theoretical physics. Being a class as specific as that, Wally could count on having the same amount of students once the year was in a more steady state. Bending down at his desk in the front, Wally grabbed his chalk piece and stood back up to position himself in front of the board. He had a personal preference to the feeling of chalk as opposed to a tablet and projector, and his students had yet to moan about advancing technology to him, and how he should step out of the stone age. He was midway through a graph on how to draw the fourth dimension, attempting to attach all of the corners of that which made the box in his picture of the third dimension. when it became to the point of impossibility, Wally turned back to the class and noticed an extra head seated in the back of his class. "Any questions before I continue?"He asked the students who were all scribbling down what he had on the board into their notebooks.