"The gym teacher said he was acting strange today. Not running or enjoying gym at all," the principal said while informing Barry on the situation. Bart was in the chair next to Barry sound asleep. "He also fell asleep in three classes today," the principal continued. "It is so unlike him to do something like this. He's not a slacker," the principal said pausing for Barry to reply. Barry nodded "I'll talk with him when he wakes up," Barry looked over at Bart then back at the principal. "Due to all of this I'm going to be dismissing him for the day," the principle said as she stood up. "I have to make it to a meeting now," the principal said as she left the room.

Back at Barry's place:

Bart was still asleep on the couch and Barry was in the kitchen talking to Iris. "Do you think he might be sick?" Iris asked as she looked through a cabinet full of medicine. "I really don't know. I mean he looked fine this morning," Barry said. Iris took down different types of medicine in case Bart was sick and closed the cabinet. "He may just be tired," Iris suggested as she walked to the living room. Barry followed and was about to say something when he got cut off by his phone ringing. It was the League. "Hello," Barry said as he walked into another room. Iris sat in a chair that was next to the couch.

Three hours later:

"Grandma," Bart said quietly. Iris took her eyes off the TV and hugged Bart. "Your okay right?" Iris asked. "Yeah.. Just tired," Bart said while hugging back. Iris thought about what Bart had just said. Could it be homework? Could it be stress from school? Iris kept on going through the different reasons for not getting enough sleep. She came across one she had never thought about before, nightmares. Bart changed the channel on the TV to a cartoon and watched it. Iris got up to go make dinner.

A couple hours later Barry came home and everyone was eating food around the table. Bart was eating normally but he still seemed tired.

Hours pass and it is now 9pm. Bart was sent upstairs to go to bed. Bart laid down in his bed and pulled the covers over him. His room was still how he left it when he moved in. All of his things were still in boxes around the room. He rolled over onto his side and faced the wall. He soon drifted off into sleep.

Dream:

Bart was home, with his family and it was his birthday. "Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday dear Bart. Happy birthday to you!" His dad and his mom said in unison. "Make a wish!" Bart's mom said as she snapped a photo of him blowing out the candles. "Now I'm officially te-" Bart was cut off by the sound of the front door being busted down. His dad ran off and his mom hugged Bart. "Hide and stay safe. We love you," with that Bart's mom ran off to go help his dad. Bart ran over to the wall. He removed a panel and climbed inside. He put the panel back in place. He was safe now.

Bart sat in the small box inside the wall for sometime and then he heard screams and footsteps coming his way. Bart closed his eyes and hoped that whoever it was wouldn't find him and that his mom and dad were okay. The footsteps stopped and Bart heard stuff being broken around the house. He waited for a while and then when he heard everyone leave he removed the panel and stepped out. The whole house was wrecked. He walked over to the front of the house and he saw his parents laying dead on the floor. Bart fell to his knees and started crying.

Back to real life:

"No! You can't be dead. Mom! Dad! Please wake up!" Bart said while still asleep. "Please!" Bart started to toss and turn in his sleep. Barry heard the noise and went upstairs to check on Bart. Barry opened the door and saw Bart was still asleep. Barry walked over to Bart. "Bart please wake up," Barry said while shaking him. "They can't be dead," Bart said and Barry shook him harder. Bart woke up and started to cry. Barry hugged him tightly. "Everything will be okay Bart, it was just a bad dream," Barry said as Bart continued to cry. "N-no it wasn't," Bart said while still crying. "Shh.." Barry said since he knew it wasn't the right time to ask what Bart meant.

After a while Bart finally calmed down and Barry was sitting next to him on the bed. "Bart before, what did you mean by no it wasn't?" Barry asked and Bart looked down. At that moment Barry saw something different about Bart. He had lost all the energetic personality to him. "The future is a really messed up place.. Everything is messed up. Half of the team members are dead and the other half are slaves," Bart stopped for a moment and Barry was surprised at what he just heard. "Blue had been taken over by the Reach and that's why the future was this way. All of the Allen and West family had died except for me. I was all alone," Bart said as tears started to roll down his face. "I met this guy named Nathaniel and he told me he could build a time machine to send me back in time, to fix everything. And that's what I did," Bart said as he continued to look down. "All this happiness and me being hyper is all fake, none of it is real. After this time I have spent here, in the past, I have been truly happy and I have felt the feeling of love again but not I have never felt as happy as the mask after what has happened," Barry hugged Bart and Bart just sat there. "I love you Bart. I wish you didn't have to grow up like that. You can be yourself. You don't have to act like your hyper and happy all the time," Barry said as Bart hugged back. "I love you too Gramps."

YAY! I wrote something for all you people who care! So how did you like it? Hopefully you did! I got inspiration for this story from all the other nightmare stories about Bart. Also just excuse any of the grammatical mistakes I made. Anyways, always remember to CRASH the mode, never FEEL the mode!- The Author