Prompt Post - Part Six [CLOSED TO NEW PROMPTS]
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Wally plays with his hair causally. He finds a bottle of gel and debates whether to use it as he looks into a long mirror on the closet door.
“I wasn't going to go,” Wally says at last, “until you helped me get a date.”
Kaldur blinks back his surprise.
“I don't remember doing any such thing,” Kaldur says slowly as he furrows his brows.
Wally shrugs.
“It was that Facebook picture spam....Linda, that's my date, she wasn't allowed to go out until her next birthday.” Wally pauses as he rolls his eyes at this rule. “Her dad's kind of silly like that. Anyways, so she said she couldn't go to the dance with me.”
Wally lets a glob of hair gel fall from his fingers into his palm. He rolls the glob off his palm and into the other one and then rolls it back into the last in a stair-stepping game.
He stops when the ball of gel slips finally and splats on the floor. Wally stares at the mess distractedly.
“It really hurt when she said no. I thought she was lying about the strict father thing; I thought she was letting me down easy,” Wally explains. He looks up from the wet spot on the floor, “I mean who would want to go out with me of all people?”
Kaldur doesn't look away from Wally's eye-lock. Wally forgets what he was saying.
“I'll clean that up,” Kaldur offers as he points towards the hair-gel.
Wally nods and mumbles another thank you.
“Uh...so I wanted to show Linda that she was wrong to think of me as this silly guy who can't get a date,” Wally continues. “That's where you came in.”
Kaldur turns toward the redhead before tossing his napkins in the trash. The wad of napkins and gel lands in the trash-bin while Kaldur's back is turned. Wally lets out a whistle of appreciation. Kaldur smiles silently.
“I suppose Linda saw the pictures of me tagged boyfriend?” Kaldur says.
“Yup. Apparently she's all moved or something because I can't go to the school dance with a guy and all. She convinced her mom to let her sneak out to go with me.”
“How charming,” Kaldur says. Somehow, the teen's words are less sincere than normal. Wally decides he must be imagining things.
“She's really nice like that,” Wally mentions as he pulls a few boxes of corsages and matching boutonnieres from a drawer. He holds up the different flowers for his friend to inspect. “Any help would be a miracle, bro.”
Kaldur glances at the shades of blue.
“What color dress is she wearing?” he asks.
Wally bites his lip and scratches his head.
“Uh...blue?”
“I'm going to need something more descriptive.”
Wally sighs and zooms around the room. He appears before Kaldur with a small leaflet of paper.
“She gave this to me to, like, help out,” he tells the other boy.
Kaldur carefully inspects the picture of Linda's dress. He hold it up to the light.
“Give her,” Kaldur picks up a bright purple hued iris, “this one.”
Wally smiles. “If you think she'll like it. Thanks, Kal.”
Wally doesn't notice that Kaldur refuses to meet his eyes.
“I'm sure she will,” Kadlur says quietly as he walks out the door. He stops in the hall outside of Wally's room.
Kaldur knows that at least Wally will look good, no matter what flower he is wearing. Wally always looks beautiful.
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BUT~! What I said was, "OMG I FREAKING LOVE THIS!! IT'S S0o0o0o0o0o0o0o0 cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuteeee!!! I love how Kaldur is 'Don't go with her! Stay here with me! Look how sexily I tie your tie!'" :D:D:D:D:D
I will marry you ANON.
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Kal is less than subtle but Wally is baffling-ly oblivious!
So happy you liked the tie thing :D
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The flowers in his lapel are the wrong shade of blue; they mismatch Linda's dress.
"I wanted this to be perfect and then I went and brought the wrong color and ruined everything. I'm such a screw up,” Wally says deflated. One crusty and gelled strand of red hair topples out of place as he buries his face in his hands.
Linda shakes her head and laughs good naturedly. Her black curls toss as she chuckles. Wally is too busy wallowing pity to notice how she's done her hair.
"I think they match and you're just color blind," Linda says as she twirls her corsage between her index finger and thumb.
She moves in close to her date and Wally picks up his head as he feels her hot breath on the back of his neck. He finds that her face is only inches away from his.
Linda pretends to inspect his eyes for imaginary defects as if she can prove her hypothesis that Wally is one of the ten million color blind men in America as long as she looks closely enough.
Wally notices her curled hair. He bites his lips.
"God, you're beautiful."
"What?" Linda's black eyes flicker.
"The flowers; I mean,” Wally grabs her corsage and replaces it on her arm, “the flowers match. They're beautiful."
Linda and Wally fall into a silence as they sit outside the hotel where the school dance has already begun.
Wally withdraws the iris pined to his chest. He licks his thumb and then strokes the petals of the flower; the gesture spreads the bud out evenly. “These are purple,” he says at last after staring at the silky flower in his palm for a drawn out minute.
Linda sighs at her friend's words.
“Yeah...I lied. They don't match my dress, Wally, but I like them anyways because you were the one to pick them out.”
He snorts.
“Well, that's just it. I had Kal help me pick them out. I mean how could I screw up when Kal's got my back?”
“Kal? Isn't that your boyfriend's name? The guy on Facebook?”
“Uh..”
“Wally,” she smiles somewhat patronizingly, “can't you think of any reason why your boyfriend, of all people, wouldn't want you to have the perfect flowers on a date with someone else?”
“I...uh...could understand how my boyfriend would do something like that.” Wally picks at some freckles on his arms as he concentrates on the thought. “I...I think I'm going to have to...talk to him about this later....”
Linda nods. “Sound like a plan.” She pats down the wrinkles in her dress. “Could you think while we dance? I can hear the music from here.”
“Yeah, that sounds nice.” Wally lets her re-pin the iris onto him before they enter the dance at last.
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Kid Flash doesn't get to talk to Kaldur about the flower incident the next day or the day after that. In fact, he does find time to speak with his friend alone, despite being on the same team, until a full week later.
“Kaldur! Man, jeez,” Wally pants and holds onto his sides as if he has a cramp, “this really sucks. I need to talk to you though, okay?”
“This,” Kaldur unsheathes his water-bearers, “isn't the best time for conversation, Kid Flash.”
Wally motions to the space empty of people around them.
“Looks good to me; nice and private and--” the hero is cut of by the attack of the automated weapon he and his partner are currently fighting.
Kid Flash attempts to stare down the energy beams that continually separate him and the team leader whenever they find themselves close enough to talk. His tactic doesn't work well as he soon finds himself nearly singed for his efforts.
“What do you think happens if this thing touches us?” Kid Flash asks as he speeds his friend out of the ray of another blast.
Kaldur huffs as Wally drops him from his arms like a sack of potatoes.
“Sorry,” Wally offers meekly, “you're kind of heavy.”
Kaldur, having been Wally's friend for years, knows to ignore this comment and focus on the mission.
“For now, let us try to not learn from experience the capabilities of this device,” Kaldur orders.
Wally watches the trails of steam blowing around the metal tube's canister.
“I think you have the right idea there, Boss.”
Aqualad watches as a clump of dirt disappears when the beam hits the grass lawn. He frowns at an idea.
“Kal? I really need to talk to you,” Wally buts into his teammate's thoughts. “You see, it's about flowers.”
Aqualad does a double take.
“What?” He looks for flowers in the field and when he find none he wonders if they are disappearing as well.
“F-L-O-W-E-R-S. Like this,” Wally draws a five-petaled blossom in the air with his index finger, “I'm sure you've seen one before, bro.”
Kaldur uses every ounce of his manners to keep from rolling his eyes; he hates indulging in such unrefined courses of action.
“I believe I've seen these thing known as flowers, Kid Flash,” Kaldur states solemnly as he doges another blue stream of light.
“Ha! I've got you to admit that you know of the existence of flowers,” Wally snaps out a finger and points it accusingly at the blonde. “Now you can't deny where last week at approximately 7:34 PM.”
“Excuse me?” Kaldur doesn't understand Wally's logic.
“You we're with me and the flowers,” Wally declares as he pulls out a flower from his boot. Its rumpled form has lost all but one colored bloom. He prods the last limp pedal and directs his friend to look at it as they criss-cross away from the impending laser blasts.
“This is Exhibit A. Notice if you will that this color is purple.” Wally jumps up in the air over another beam from the weapon as if playing hopscotch. “May I inform his lofty benchiness,” Wally tips an imaginary hat to an imaginary judge, “that this color is not the hue which Mr. Aqualad was directed to match to the plaintiff's attire.”
Kaldur pauses then, no longer able to ignore where the conversation is heading, and turns to face his friend.
“I...I don't know what to say. It was...a mista--” he's cut off by a beam that cuts too close.
Kid Flash lunges out before the ray can hit Kaldur and pushes him aside. Wally ends up taking the blast full on. Kid Flash disappears as the flash of light dissipates, leaving Kaldur standing alone without any partner left to help fight the battle.
The multidimensional travel ray fizzes to a stop as it expels its last bits of energy transporting Wally away.
Kaldur finds that all the words which he has left unsaid now borrow deep into his throbbing mind.
Kaldur pulls up his comm and contacts the team.
“I think we have a problem.”
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A/N: Bleh. More when I can.
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Wally is a nerd and a geek before all else. He loves science for all the infinite possibles that each theoretical concept inspires. He seeks out every new type of technology which makes real the possibilities that ages ago would have been proclaimed magic (which is totally fake by the way). Wally obsesses over the ingenuity of video games and the complexity of comic book realities.
Wally is such a nerd and a geek that he risked his life to use the twin tools of science and technology combined to turn himself into a comic-esque hero.
For all these reasons, Kid Flash's first thought as he lands on a spongy ground-floor full of chopped up dandelions is that this is the coolest thing ever. He has crossed dimensions. The science-fiction fangasm fantasy causes Wally to embarrassingly break into a fit of giggles, manly giggles.
He has proven science to be the ultimate power in the world (take that magic) and, furthermore, learned that someone on his own Earth has invented a piece of beautiful technology which could only be better if it hadn't attacked him and his friend.
The hero's second thought as he observes the new world around him is that--
“Holy shit! The sky is purple,” he says as his jaw drops open wide. A redheaded woman with many laugh lines edging her face offers Wally a hand up from the ground.
“You really shouldn't curse that way, Kid,” she reprimands gently as she pulls him into an embrace.
“Aunt Iris?” Wally doesn't believe his eyes. “You're..you're old!”
Iris' deep set laugh lines constrict as she sighs halfheartedly. “Yes, I suppose I am; you're just a baby.”
She smiles wistfully. “I haven't seen you in a Kid Flash costume for ages.”
Wally looks down at his costume and frowns.
“What else would I be wearing?” he questions her suspiciously. His eyes perk wide. “I don't become a villain in this reality or anything?”
Iris' places her arm around her nephew's side and pulls him along towards...Wally isn't sure where exactly they are going, but it's Aunt Iris so really he can follow her to the ends of the Earth and it will be alright.
“You're not a villain, Wally.” She chuckles. “In fact, you're my hero, just like always.”
Wally's smile reaches his ears which redden at her compliment.
“Stop embarrassing me, Aunt Iris.”
She laughs again. “How can I stop? You're so adorable at this age and,” she stops as she reflects, “the only age you we're cuter at was when you we're very little.” She stops before a steep hill in the road.
“This...I used to go biking here with you and Uncle Barry,” Wally whispers as he remembers the place.
“You we're my hero then too,” she says with another of her easy laughs.
Wally shuffles his feet and ducks his head. “Well...Barry was cool and all, but you we're my first hero first..and stuff,” Wally mumbles.
“Wally?”
“Yup?”
“Have you ever crossed dimensions before?”
Wally smiles smugly.
“So your me does this all the time?”
“Something like that,” she admits. “I think the beam will send you off somewhere else soon; I've seen this kind of multiverse boom tube before.”
The other redhead folds his hands behind his head and strolls up the hill.
He turns cheekily to his aunt. “Race you to the top!” he yells as he becomes a blur. He reaches the top before his aunt can process the challenge.
Iris looks up to the grinning boy. She sees him back-dropped against the purple sky as it fades into a darker iris color.
“You know,” she shouts up to him, “there's something I always wanted to tell you when we played here but never did.”
“Really?” Wally snaps the cord of his goggles. “What was it?"
“When it comes to views, you're my beau--” Blue streams of light wrap around Wally before Iris can finish her thought. He falls into the portal and disappears.
Iris stays at the bottom of the hill and looks at the scene above.
Her laugh lines crinkle into a frown as her words are left unsaid. There's no point in speaking when the view she wanted to describe just isn't there anymore.
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Ummm... my bad.
Carry on, then!
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When Kid Flash tumbles out of the portal next, he find himself landing atop of a six armed beast with red eyes. Her six arms wrap around Wally's torso and squash him snugly. Wally gasps to breathe.
“Ah! Can't...breathe here, M'gann.”
His friend lets go abruptly and Wally falls backwards a few feet since M'gann had been floating upwards as she hugged him.
“Sorry, Wally,” she tell hims as she offers a hand to help him to his feet. Her takes her hand and pulls himself up.
“No big deal; this,” he rubs his sore backside, “seems to be a trend today.”
M'gann uses her left middle arm to reach into her cloak. She presents a glowing tube like object and points it towards the spot where Kid Flash made his entrance.
Wally does a double take.
“Is...is that a sonic screw driver?” Wally steals the device out of her hands and she makes a quick squeak in surprise. “Oh my god, how do you have a sonic screw driver? Can I have a sonic screwdriv--”
Megan uses her uppermost right arm to cover Wally's flapping mouth and her bottom left limb to extract her device from Wally's grabby mitts.
“Yes Wally, for one,” she holds up one finger on her topmost left hand, “it is what you think it is.” She puts up another finger on the same hand. “Two: the way I got it is complicated. I had a team-up with a reality shifter named Jenny Everywhere...fictionality gets very meta around her. In fact, she can bend it to her will on a good day...depending if she remembers how powerful she is...”
Wally all but drools from the mouth.
“I have no idea what you just said but it all sounds very geeky and kind of turns me on.”
Megan floats a few inches from the ground as she laughs. “You always say the nicest things, Wally, even when you're from another reality.”
“Great. So every other dimension but my own gets to reality hop?”
“Well, on the bright side, that makes you the first man to shift realities from your Earth.”
“World Records do somehow salve the wounds to my ego...”
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His words slow to a stand still as he stumbles backwards, clutching his head. A distant pressure crawls around his mind like a worm underneath his skin. The sudden invasion of his inner self seems to clamp down on him without a way of fighting back; he is overpowered and overwhelmed.
M'gann catches her friend as her strong awareness fastens onto his mind.
“I'm so sorry, Wally,” she thinks within the space of their connected minds, “I didn't realize that you weren't used to this. My friends have linked up with me for years; It was habitual. I would have never done it if I knew...”
Megan...Wally...they feel then the empathy for that other Martian that has been left behind to fend for herself. The redheaded girl who doesn't choose a sixed armed form and instead hides behind the borrowed face of a television celebrity. The M'gann who lives each day independent from her mind-heart, as if she is sleepwalking through life, and yet manages to smile and laugh and remind herself that her friends care about her even if they can't express their emotions the way she needs them to.
Wally...Megan...their being feels the regret for not recognizing their friend's mind-heart wrenching pain as she numbly ignores her need to connect with her teammates. Their shared pain deepens as M'gann...Wally...they imagine the suffering of their friend who he...she...once brushed minds with. M'gann tug a warm and enveloping emotion neatly around the guilt-wrenched boy like a security blanket. The taunt strings of the mind-heart relax.
Wally, and the mind-heart knows it is from Wally independently, returns a feeling of gratitude to M'gann. He hold her closely within the connection and calms himself slowly.
He lets out a tendril and digs into her mind-heart. A surge of panic and confusion and “Oh, my god! What am I doing?” taints his search so he slows down but doesn't dare back away.
“M'gann? I...I don't understand this and yet I do. I...”
“Wally,” Megan nudges him softly as she thinks, “I am you're friend. I would never invade you privacy. I would never hurt you. You're just scared because this whole idea is so brand new.”
He hears...feels...her words and knows that she is as honest and true as their friendship is beautiful and enduring. He latches onto her and completes the mind-heart link without uncertainty.
“M'gann, I'm so sorry I didn't...see your need and help you sooner...I'm going to make this right when I go home...I can't keep hurting you this way. You're just too...beautiful of a person, Meg. You really are.”
The mind-heart glows brightly and revels in their friendship. M'gann sets out to let him know what she thinks.
“Wally, you're also a really bea--”
The mind-heart slams down and snaps apart. A reverberating rumbling tosses violently at the sides of M'gann's mind like the tumultuous waves in a typhoon. She's left with the pieces of a broken link that cannot be repaired.
This Wally who she's formed the mind-heart with has disappeared from her reality as if he never existed ...as if he's dead.
M'gann chokes on the word's she's left unsaid until she vomits onto her six green arms.
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Poor M'gann, she's a Martian (the cool kind, not the scary Lil' Wayne type) and doesn't quite feel right on Earth (which, HA, half of the population doesn't feel right on Earth. LOL).
It's sooooo saaaaaaaaaaaaad.
And I don't even LIKE M'gaan (honestly, I don't dislike her, but every time she says 'Hello, Megan!' I want to high five her face... with a chair... that's spiked.. and on fire...)
It's awesome that Wally vows to be a better friend now that he knows what'supwhat'sup. Poor M'gaan. :[ sadface.
Anyhoodles, this was super cool. I lovelovelove it.
I hope you'll excuse my weirdness. It's five AM and I've been up all night playing FFVIII and fighting off every shadow in case of ghosts. (I saw Paranormal Activity 2 today..yesterday.. so I'm freaked.)
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Wally can't choose between cracking a joke and pissing his pants. Luckily, before he can make the wrong decision, the body attached to forty foot palm lumbers slowly to the ground in a crouch so that Wally can make out the face which was once hidden in the clouds.
“Little Bird, why are you so big?” Wally asks in amazement as he wraps his arms tightly onto Robin's bloated thumb.
Robin's normally sing-song and sardonic voice is low and rumbling as he responds.
“Some dork I used to be friends with asked me to hide a chunk of radioactive ore on my person,” Robin drawls as he pulls his hand slowly upwards.
He deposits Wally onto his shoulder. Kid Flash snaps himself into the handy seat belt contraption that runs across Robin's massive shoulder blades like a low worn necklace.
“How did you get here, Kid? I thought I saw some sort of AU boom tube go off,” Robin says as he carefully picks up one monster foot and sets it down on a clear area before him.
“This is an unplanned journey,” Wally yells above the stomping of his giant friend's heavy steps. “I can't believe you're stuck like this...in my reality the Suddenly Appearing Daikaiju Syndrome wore off.”
Robin tries to nod but, thinking of his tiny passenger, decides against it. He responds with words instead.
“Batman suspects that I would have been fine if the rock was on me for only a day or two,” Robin explains.
“How long did you keep it?” Wally wonders aloud.
“A week and a half.”
Wally remembers the short contact time that turned a cow spider into a mammoth spider. “Ouch. I'm really a terrible friend, man. Well, your version of me at least...”
Wally leans his head against Dick's broad shoulder.
“It's not that bad,” Robin tries to reassure him, “I've made the shortest transition from the small time to the big league for one thing.”
“You're not with our team?”
“Of course I am; we're just treated better because I'm kind of hard to use as a door mat.”
“Oh.” Wally cracks a small smile. “Rob? How do you...do your hacking thing with button mashers like those digits of yours?”
“I don't do much hacking anymore, KF. Unless hacking some bones to make my bread counts.”
“Way to make the best a situation, bro.” Wally laughs tepidly. “Is there anything good about your..state of stature that makes it worthwhile?”
“Me and Giganta are like this,” Dick latches two large fingers around each other, “and we've got the secret handshake to prove it.” Wally wonders how safe two giants shaking hands can be for the people on the ground below. “And,” Robin continues, “Wondy introduced me to some real classical giants so that was cool.”
Wally raps his knuckles across Dick's chest in place of a bro fist.
“You're a really great friend, Dick. I changed your whole life by talking you into a really stupid decision and yet you don't hold it against me.” Wally sighs. “What did I ever do to deserve friends like you?”
Robin stops before a skyscraper and sets Wally on its balcony. Once Wally is facing him, he gives him one of those looks which mean he was thinking the same thing but the other way around.
Wally laughs until he's red at the sheer ridiculousness of Robin giving him one of their secret bro looks with a face so comically large.
“I'm going to miss you when I go, Big Bird.” He sighs. “I wish I could come back here...I think I left M'gann really sad in the last universe I beamed to.”
Robin tilts his bobble head. “You don't have a universe jumper?”
Wally shakes his head.
“We don't have a system in place in my universe for dealing with alternate reality travel,” Wally admits.
“Huh,” Robin pulls on the lobe of his ear. Wally notices that Dick's always sizable ears wear better on his new giant head.
“Well, if you ask me,” Robin says even though no one asked him, “you should work on fixing that because I've found that once you jump into one reality you'll find yourself in other in the blink of an--”
Wally isn't surprised when he disappears into a blue stream of light.
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Awwwwwwh. Poor Robin. Sadface. I admit that I'm not familiar with all DC goings on because it was a little to late when I found the awesomeness, but I heard about this. Poor Robin. It's cool that he doesn't blame, Wally. Redheads. What can you do? *is half ginger, half jamaican XD*
But, BRILLIANT. It's so bittersweet that Robin is making the best of his situation. Makes my eyes a little glossy. D:
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