[disappearing again sorrysorry]
bro i love you so much bro you’re so important to me bro. bro i wanna spend my life with you. bro i love ur eyes but not in a gay way bro. bro do you wanna marry me by the ocean and remember that as the most important day of our lives as we grow old together and make each other as happy as possible no homo
She gave her wheels one hard pump and rolled toward him. "Why the hell do you keep running off? We get it. You're fast. At least let us know when you're takin' off, alright?" Wendy couldn't help the smile that formed on her face. "Okay I'm done fussing. Give me a hug."
He smiled at her, leaning down and pulling her in for a long hug. “Sorry! I thought Bats was going to be tracking me or something.” He chuckled. “I’ll try not to run off too much, okay?”
"Like he would tell me anything! And you know I’m not going to hack into the Bat-computers. Are you crazy?" Wendy’s grin grew even wider as they hugged. "That better be a promise." She turned her head and planted a kiss on his cheek.
He pressed a kiss to her cheek in return. “Fine, it’s a promise.” He said, his tone teasing. “But seriously, just nudge Bats. You know how he keeps tabs on everyone, in that weird affectionate way of his.”
Wendy rolled her eyes. “Yeah, I’ll just call him up on speed dial.” With a sigh, she moved on. “How’ve you been, anyway? Where haveyou been?” It was pure curiosity that led her to ask. She wanted to travel, but never really felt she was able. She found it easier to daydream.
"There has been a lot of dimension crap going on in the speed force." He sighed. "And since they think I’m like… the speed force God or something, I usually settle their problems for them before they go into other dimension because that just annoys the speed force and… science stuff." He grinned, before pushing back his cowl and rubbing his hand through his hair. "Tiring stuff."
[t] oh [t] you dont gotta if you werent gonna anyway [t] do you guys still buy poptarts?
[t] We are out the door with poptarts!
"Idon'tknowwhyIstillhavetolivewithhim," he blurted out, wringing his hands a little, bouncing on his feet from anxiety.
"Kid," his shoulders slumped. "He won’t let us have you."
-nudes symbol thing?-
"I mean, onlyifyou'rereadynow?" He shrugged one shoulder lamely. "I just... need to get away from Dad for a while, y'know?"
"Yeah," Barry said softly. "I know, Walls. I’m ready to go now, okay?"
[t] I AM TELLING ARTHUR.
[text] About what?
[text] NO PLEASE DO NOT TELL HIM THOSE WERE NOT FOR YOU.
[t] YOU ARE WAY TOO YOUNG TO BE SENDING THAT!
[text] IT WAS NOT FOR YOU
[t] I HOPE NOT.
[t] Garth do not even think of sending photos like that again. What if they get on the internet?
[text] Why would you put them on the internet?
[t] I’m not going too!
[t] What if my phone gets hacked and they see that?
"--Heeey, Uncle Barry. Up for a run? No superspeed, just a jog--"
He smiled and nodded. “Sure, kid. Want to go now?”
[text] Do you think my ceiling lamp would hold a body?