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[silverageflash]

Morning. In the dim light of a set of nightlights, the empty pizza and popcorn boxes are visible in the part of Barry's room he calls "the den." A small analog clock to the left of Barry's bed reads 8:17, though he knows time has little meaning here

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[lvpd_sidle]

Sara, still sleeping, rolls over towards the right part of the bed, seeking warmth.

An arm stretches out and she sighs.

[silverageflash]

Down on the floor, Barry begins his push-ups. Arms close to his body, back straight, his form is almost perfect.

At first, he does them at a normal speed. But they become faster, and faster still, as 50 a minute become 500 a minute.

And every so often, Barry turns his head as he is on the rise and takes a very brief look at Sara on the bed.

[lvpd_sidle]

After a bit, she wakes up, rubbing at her eyes. She glances around for Barry, but does not immediately see him.

Then she looks over the side of the bed.

"You might give yourself windburn," she says with a slight smile. "Good morning."

[silverageflash]

"Protective aura. How else do you think I can move so fast?" His voice sounds like it might if he were speaking through a large fan.

He slows down and stops.

"Good morning, nightbird. Sleep well?"

[lvpd_sidle]

She stretches before getting out. "Very well. I keep telling you that you're the best sleep aid I've found." She kisses his cheek.

"Enjoy the movie?"

[silverageflash]

He grins just a little naughtily.

"It was...long. Not that long is bad, mind you. It was really quite well made. Some very good actors. But I do sometimes have trouble sitting in one place for that long."

And to prove the point, he shifts and lies back begins to do sit-ups, and then stomach crunches. He's not at high speed, but the rate he's going at would put even a pro athlete to shame."

[lvpd_sidle]

"So I noticed," she says dryly. "That would be why I moved into your lap when they reached the mines of Moria."

She watches for a few minutes before yawning and making her way into the bathroom.

[silverageflash]

He smiles at here while she watches. He's not showing off, but he isn't hiding what he can do, either. And given that he's essentially still a science geek, he does take a bit of pride at how well he's maintained himself over the years.

While she's in the bathroom, he finishes and gets up and finds clean clothes, and then waits his turn as turns on a desklamp.

[lvpd_sidle]

She comes out, showered and dressed, telling him, "It's all yours," with a smile.

While he goes in, she begins cleaning up the living area.

[silverageflash]

He smiles back, impressed that she wasn't in the shower for 10 minutes. He loved Iris as much as life itself, but he could never understand how anyone (aside from Aquaman) could stay in the shower for 10 minutes.

And yet, he's in there a good five minutes, and singing. Maybe Sara can hear him sing "Fly Me to the Moon" over the water. He's not bad, but not Sinatra.

He emerges in the red and yellow robe the Bar gave him, and starts to dress.

"Hey. Someone's cleaning up!"

[lvpd_sidle]

Some habits from her CSI days will never be broken. No criminalist lasts in the field without mastering the wonders of the four minute shower.

"I'd rather not have the Oompas come in here, not after what happened with Indy," she says with a laugh. "And if I make a mess, I clean it up. Eventually."

[silverageflash]

He laughs with her.

"I don't mind. It's just that I'm used to cleaning up. And not just because I can do it at high speed.

"Guess it comes from being on my own so much of the past few years. And also being a forensics man." He picks up the shoes he left in front of the love seat and moves them to near the bed, and then gets dressed.

"And you're right about the Oompas. I don't trust them much. Not that I ever see any."

[lvpd_sidle]

"It's part of the trade," she agrees. "And you wouldn't believe how soundly hated we would get at local supermarkets after hectic periods. They'd always be out of lemons and other cleaning supplies."

[silverageflash]

"You could have bought in bulk from an office supply company. I found some pretty good discounts on Clorox, and we always got a box of cheap cookies at Christmas as thanks for our business." He moves back to the den, and gathers the paper plates and some stray popcorn kernels.

[lvpd_sidle]

"That would be how we'd buy the bulk of our supplies. Sometimes we'd have to make do with what we could find locally." She crawls under the bed partially to find her shoes.

[silverageflash]

Barry watches from behid as she's on the floor. He gives a slightly devilish look that she can't see, and then turns away before he's caught. He has his reputation as a straight-arrow hero to think of, after all.

And then he sits down on the loveseat, and is happy with how clean the room is.

"For someone who is not a morning person, you did well with the cleaning."