Thad hates me, because I am me. He just hates me. There isn't some huge
explanation over the matter. In fact I don't even think he knows why he
hates me. He just does. I know he does, he looks at me weird, you know that
look, when you are up against some big shot criminal who is sick of being
caught. and they just want to kill you. Well, maybe you don't know the
look, but I do. That is the look I get from Thad.
That's ok though. I hate Thad because Thad is Thad. He isn't Bart. He is Thad. I hate him because he thinks he is better than me. I hate Thad because Thad is faster. because Thad smarter. because Thad is quicker.because Thad can concentrate more.because more people like Thad. because Thad is perfect.
One time Thad and I were fighting, and Max yelled at me so I told him why I was mad. When I told that to Max he made one of those faces and told me to look on the bright side. He told me I was 'dumber' than Thad. No, he didn't use the word dumber, but if he didn't have to be nice, then he would have. No, he said:
"Bart, look at it this way. Thad might be better than you in all those things, but there is one thing you are king at, and that is acting without a thought. You are rash Bart, and Thad can never be better than you at being rash."
Rash is just another word for impulsive, hence the name Impulse. Thad isn't impulsive because Thad isn't Impulse! Thad is Inertia. Thad is not Bart. I hate Thad, and Thad hates me.
Me and My (Worst Enemy) Brother: By: The BatThing Rating: PG-13
"Ecology is the scientific study of interactions between organisms and their environments. Ecological study reveals interrelationships between living and nonliving parts of the world. Ecology combines information from many scientific fields including chemistry, physics, geology, and other branches of biology."
Bart Allen tuned out his teacher, allowing his mind to race through something quiet different than 'organisms and their environment'. The gum in his mouth grew thin as he chewed on it, and his bright golden yellow eyes blankly looked off into space.
"You may remember from chapter two that scientific methods include both descriptive and quantitative research. Bart Allen, what type of research does chapter two include?"
Bart's head jerked towards his science teacher, the well-known Mr. Dingle. The man talked a lot and Bart dreaded his long lectures almost as much as he dreaded History class.
"Bartholomew? Do you or do you not know the answer?"
A few random giggles cut into the time at the mention of Bart's full name. The boy remained looking at the teacher with a blank stare, wondering what the question even was.
"No? Thad, how about you? Do you know what types of research chapter two includes?" The teacher asked, looking over at the blonde boy who sat on the opposite side of the class, far away from Bart.
The boy did not smile as he gave his answer. "Descriptive and quantitative research." It wasn't an answer. No, it was a statement.
"Precisely! Bart, how about you sit up like Thad here, and try to pay attention!"
Bart shuffled slightly, sitting up, and managing a dirty look towards his genetic match. Thaddeus Thawne, known as Thad Allen, Bart's twin, around town.
Thad gave no look towards his original, he just sat straighter than ever, and looked all the harder as the teacher paced around the room, continuing with the lecture.
"Hey Bart, calm down, you are so tense I can see you shaking!"
Bart glanced behind him towards Preston, and relaxed slightly. He had been shaking, but it hadn't been on purpose. "Thad gets me so mad. He thinks he known everything!"
"Uh Bart, I think he does. He is only the smartest kid in school!"
"Being smart gets you no points for your social life." Bart let out in a horse whisper. "No one likes his know-it-all attitude!"
"No Bart, you don't like the fact that he knows it all." Carol let out, the girl was sitting beside the two, and her eyes were heavy as they looked at her friends. "Leave him alone ok, he isn't getting along because you two always get on his case!"
Preston replied with a short nod.
Bart shook his head, looking at the ceiling. "He doesn't have to rub it in all the time though!"
"Bart Allen! This is the second time today I have had to tell you to pay attention! What do you think we should do about that?"
Bart blinked up at the teacher. "Uh.about."
"About your attention defect!" Mr. Dingle yelled. "See me after school Mr. Bartholomew Allen."
Carol twirled her pencil between her fingers as she let out a sigh and looked at Bart. She shrugged sympathetically.
There was a large gap of silence as Bart walked home along side Thad. The boy questioned why Thad had waited for him, and he considered that it could be a whole lot of things.
'Maybe he was getting some help from the teacher for his homework. but that can't be right because Thad knows everything, he wouldn't need help! Maybe he wasn't listening about what pages were assigned and. no, that can't be right either.' Bart thought silently as he looked down at the sidewalk. 'Maybe Thad saw this as an opportunity to kill me! Maybe he thought that no one would expect him to do it now and so he is waiting for the perfect moment to kill me!'
Bart quickly stole a glance at the other boy, his eyes wide.
'What should I do?! I can't run because he is faster than I am! I can't fight him because he is stronger! I can't out think him because he is smarted! Ahhh! I am dead unless I think of something!'
"So."
"Eep!" Bart let out as he heard Thad's voice.
The other boy gave a confused look for a moment. "Um, so what happened?"
Bart looked confused as he walked along, staring at the other boy. "Huh?"
"BART! Watch out a telephone-
WACK!
"Um, a telephone pole." Thad finished as looked down at the fallen Bart. "You ok? I tried to tell you but."
Bart put a hand to his head and looked up at Thad. He felt stupid at the action. He had been trying all this time to show Thad up and now, right in front of him, he had ran into a telephone pole. "Forgot to vibrate."
"Uh. sure." Thad answered, walked onward, not waiting as Bart got to his feet. "You get in a lot of trouble?"
"Trouble? Oh. trouble,Iunderstand." Bart let out. That was why Thad had waited! To see how much trouble Bart had gotten into, probably so he could gloat. "None really."
"That's good, I thought for sure that he would turn you out for sure, give you a detention or something. You know."
Bart pushed a hand into his sweatshirt pocket, feeling the pink slip over his detention scheduled for tomorrow. "Heh."
"Carol, your friend, she is real nice. she waited as long as she could with me but had to leave. She talked with me about school and stuff. She is nice." Thad mumbled, looking around.
"Carol nice. huh?! You talked to Carol! Carol talked to you?!"
Thad nodded. "Sure, why not?"
Bart felt something grow in his chest at that and he bitterly looked away as they came to the front door of their house. "She talks to everyone, she likes to included everyone."
Thad nodded, entering at a well brought pace, looking slightly wounded.
And Bart felt bad for saying that. He didn't know why he had said it, but something told him to. He hadn't meant it the way it had came out, but it was to late to take it back.
*****Um, Young Justice will come into play soon enough! Heh, just sit back and wait for them! It's mostly just Bart, but the team is included. and does anyone know if it is true that they are stopping Young Justice and moving them to the Teen Titans? I heard that someplace and wonder if it is true.
That's ok though. I hate Thad because Thad is Thad. He isn't Bart. He is Thad. I hate him because he thinks he is better than me. I hate Thad because Thad is faster. because Thad smarter. because Thad is quicker.because Thad can concentrate more.because more people like Thad. because Thad is perfect.
One time Thad and I were fighting, and Max yelled at me so I told him why I was mad. When I told that to Max he made one of those faces and told me to look on the bright side. He told me I was 'dumber' than Thad. No, he didn't use the word dumber, but if he didn't have to be nice, then he would have. No, he said:
"Bart, look at it this way. Thad might be better than you in all those things, but there is one thing you are king at, and that is acting without a thought. You are rash Bart, and Thad can never be better than you at being rash."
Rash is just another word for impulsive, hence the name Impulse. Thad isn't impulsive because Thad isn't Impulse! Thad is Inertia. Thad is not Bart. I hate Thad, and Thad hates me.
Me and My (Worst Enemy) Brother: By: The BatThing Rating: PG-13
"Ecology is the scientific study of interactions between organisms and their environments. Ecological study reveals interrelationships between living and nonliving parts of the world. Ecology combines information from many scientific fields including chemistry, physics, geology, and other branches of biology."
Bart Allen tuned out his teacher, allowing his mind to race through something quiet different than 'organisms and their environment'. The gum in his mouth grew thin as he chewed on it, and his bright golden yellow eyes blankly looked off into space.
"You may remember from chapter two that scientific methods include both descriptive and quantitative research. Bart Allen, what type of research does chapter two include?"
Bart's head jerked towards his science teacher, the well-known Mr. Dingle. The man talked a lot and Bart dreaded his long lectures almost as much as he dreaded History class.
"Bartholomew? Do you or do you not know the answer?"
A few random giggles cut into the time at the mention of Bart's full name. The boy remained looking at the teacher with a blank stare, wondering what the question even was.
"No? Thad, how about you? Do you know what types of research chapter two includes?" The teacher asked, looking over at the blonde boy who sat on the opposite side of the class, far away from Bart.
The boy did not smile as he gave his answer. "Descriptive and quantitative research." It wasn't an answer. No, it was a statement.
"Precisely! Bart, how about you sit up like Thad here, and try to pay attention!"
Bart shuffled slightly, sitting up, and managing a dirty look towards his genetic match. Thaddeus Thawne, known as Thad Allen, Bart's twin, around town.
Thad gave no look towards his original, he just sat straighter than ever, and looked all the harder as the teacher paced around the room, continuing with the lecture.
"Hey Bart, calm down, you are so tense I can see you shaking!"
Bart glanced behind him towards Preston, and relaxed slightly. He had been shaking, but it hadn't been on purpose. "Thad gets me so mad. He thinks he known everything!"
"Uh Bart, I think he does. He is only the smartest kid in school!"
"Being smart gets you no points for your social life." Bart let out in a horse whisper. "No one likes his know-it-all attitude!"
"No Bart, you don't like the fact that he knows it all." Carol let out, the girl was sitting beside the two, and her eyes were heavy as they looked at her friends. "Leave him alone ok, he isn't getting along because you two always get on his case!"
Preston replied with a short nod.
Bart shook his head, looking at the ceiling. "He doesn't have to rub it in all the time though!"
"Bart Allen! This is the second time today I have had to tell you to pay attention! What do you think we should do about that?"
Bart blinked up at the teacher. "Uh.about."
"About your attention defect!" Mr. Dingle yelled. "See me after school Mr. Bartholomew Allen."
Carol twirled her pencil between her fingers as she let out a sigh and looked at Bart. She shrugged sympathetically.
There was a large gap of silence as Bart walked home along side Thad. The boy questioned why Thad had waited for him, and he considered that it could be a whole lot of things.
'Maybe he was getting some help from the teacher for his homework. but that can't be right because Thad knows everything, he wouldn't need help! Maybe he wasn't listening about what pages were assigned and. no, that can't be right either.' Bart thought silently as he looked down at the sidewalk. 'Maybe Thad saw this as an opportunity to kill me! Maybe he thought that no one would expect him to do it now and so he is waiting for the perfect moment to kill me!'
Bart quickly stole a glance at the other boy, his eyes wide.
'What should I do?! I can't run because he is faster than I am! I can't fight him because he is stronger! I can't out think him because he is smarted! Ahhh! I am dead unless I think of something!'
"So."
"Eep!" Bart let out as he heard Thad's voice.
The other boy gave a confused look for a moment. "Um, so what happened?"
Bart looked confused as he walked along, staring at the other boy. "Huh?"
"BART! Watch out a telephone-
WACK!
"Um, a telephone pole." Thad finished as looked down at the fallen Bart. "You ok? I tried to tell you but."
Bart put a hand to his head and looked up at Thad. He felt stupid at the action. He had been trying all this time to show Thad up and now, right in front of him, he had ran into a telephone pole. "Forgot to vibrate."
"Uh. sure." Thad answered, walked onward, not waiting as Bart got to his feet. "You get in a lot of trouble?"
"Trouble? Oh. trouble,Iunderstand." Bart let out. That was why Thad had waited! To see how much trouble Bart had gotten into, probably so he could gloat. "None really."
"That's good, I thought for sure that he would turn you out for sure, give you a detention or something. You know."
Bart pushed a hand into his sweatshirt pocket, feeling the pink slip over his detention scheduled for tomorrow. "Heh."
"Carol, your friend, she is real nice. she waited as long as she could with me but had to leave. She talked with me about school and stuff. She is nice." Thad mumbled, looking around.
"Carol nice. huh?! You talked to Carol! Carol talked to you?!"
Thad nodded. "Sure, why not?"
Bart felt something grow in his chest at that and he bitterly looked away as they came to the front door of their house. "She talks to everyone, she likes to included everyone."
Thad nodded, entering at a well brought pace, looking slightly wounded.
And Bart felt bad for saying that. He didn't know why he had said it, but something told him to. He hadn't meant it the way it had came out, but it was to late to take it back.
*****Um, Young Justice will come into play soon enough! Heh, just sit back and wait for them! It's mostly just Bart, but the team is included. and does anyone know if it is true that they are stopping Young Justice and moving them to the Teen Titans? I heard that someplace and wonder if it is true.