Sweet baby Jeebus what is wrong with me? Anyways, I've been exploring different things, reading different stories, ruining childhoods, the usual. I think I'm gonna try working on as many varieties as I can. Fan fiction is much more different than fiction. There are more rules to it and at the same time seemingly none at all. I give you my offering of this story. Enjoy~

For years Naldo stuck by Barry's side, being his 'clueless' assistant and being the friend the guy needed, its not surprising that the fun loving male developed feelings for the man of science. The two never parted even when they got into college. Many people wonder how Naldo even got into one of the best colleges in the US, he says they let him in as long as he stuck with Barry but to be truthful, Naldo was very intelligent. He was very smart but clueless at the same time. His laid back and outgoing nature plays a part in his cluelessness. To be more truthful, he feins stupidity for Barry. Yes it would be nice to speak with him on a more intellectual level but at the same time, Barry needed someone to remind him that he's human and that life isn't as simple as a complicated math problem. Reality and science are two different things and one out of the two is what we as people must face...

"... aldo...!"

Reality is so hard to face...

"... Naldo...!"

When you can feel yourself drowning in someone's eyes...

"NALDO!"

"Huh? What?"

"Did you even hear a word I said?"

"Uuuuhhhh is that a trick question?"

Naldo inwardly chuckled at Barry's frustrated sigh. His mind wondered off again from watching Barry's facial expressions while he was focused on something. It was cute how the other male's eyebrows would knit together in concentration then relax when he went over a satisfying result in his mind. It was very interesting. "I need you to go to the science lab and take one of the frogs out of the tank and bring it in here." Barry instructed. "Are we gonna make it sing again?" Naldo asked. "Please don't remind me of the singing frog, Cyd teaches it new songs just so she can annoy me." The other male shuddered. "I still hear it singing Wreaking Ball in my nightmares... Anyway, thats not what we're doing. I'm testing to see if I can figure out how Cyd and Shelby's time traveling works. I would like to study them but I'm pretty sure that whole lab thing kinda ruined it. They hate being in labs. Anyways, I'm going to see if I can replicate what happened to them to the frog and test out my hypothesis. Why were they able to travel by touching each other and then without having to touch each other?"

"Maybe it depends on how close they are. Remember when they couldn't time travel because they were mad at each other? Maybe the stronger the bond, the more they have to touch to time travel and the weaker the bond, the less they have to rely on each other... Its just a guess... Ooh look a pickle."

Naldo grabbed the pickle and ate it. He laughed as he felt a tickling sensation then his body changed. Barry was staring at him with his eyes wide. "What? I got pickle breath don't I?" Naldo asked. "One, how many times do I have to tell you not to eat random food that's lying around? And two, do you feel ok?" Barry circled Naldo. "I'm fine I just feel lighter, my voice is higher, and my chest feels heavier but other than that, I'm fine. Can I have another pickle?" The taller of the two asked. "No, no more pickles!" Barry grabbed Naldo's hand and rushed him over to the mirror. "Ooh who's that? She's pretty!" Naldo exclaimed. "That's you! The pickle was an experimental thing I was going to give to the frog! It turned you into a girl!" Barry cried. There was a strange hint of panic in his voice. Naldo felt over him-, well, herself. "Cool I have boobs! They could be bigger but hey, I'm happy." She looked down and held out the hem of her pants. "Aaww my buddy isn't an outie any more. I wonder what would happen if I put my fingers-"

"T-thats enough! I have to fix this, this is wrong. Very very wrong!"

Naldo turned and looked almost hurt at Barry's words. "Wait... You don't like this?" She asked. Barry flushed softly and tried to form coherent words. "W-well its not that I- you see Naldo its just that..." He held a finger over his lips as he tried to think of something to say, but what does one say in this situation? "Look Naldo, what if this shocks a bunch of people? We don't even know what else the pickle did to your body. For all we know, you might explode." He said slowly. Naldo shook her head, unsure if Barry was just making up excuses or if he was genuinely worried about her. "Don't worry Barry, I'm sure you'll find out a way to fix this. Until then, I'm going to continue my day like normal." She kissed his cheek then left the lab..