This is really short. But I realized Kiwi never spent any time with Albert. So here you go3
Rated T I guess for death of random people.
P.S. The chemicals in this story, are real. I remembered them :D
Kiwi narrowed her eyes as Albert tugged her gas mask down. "Keep it on." He ordered.
"What for?" Kiwi growled as she fussed with it. "It's itchy and it smells!"
"Well, you asked for this lesson. And if you don't want your lungs to turn to melted pudding and your face to be pudding, I suggest you wear the mask like I am." Albert stated as he grabbed a vile and held it up for Kiwi to see. "You see this, right?"
Kiwi nodded as she kicked her feet on the ledge. "Uh huh."
"This is NaN3. Sodium Aside." Albert wiggled the liquid around.
"Okay, so?"
"So, It's a deadly chemical." He narrowed his eyes. Then he looked up, it was going to rain. "And when it combines with water…" He waited for it to pour down rain.
It was a good thing he made sure Kiwi brought an umbrella. Len would have killed her if she got sick. As it poured down, he covered the top of the top of the vile and looked down. There was a group of men that were trying to find a place to hide from the rain. Perfect.
"Okay, mixed with rain it does what?" Kiwi asked impatiently.
Albert rolled his eyes. No, she wasn't exactly a Snart, but she sure acted like one. "It turns into Oxygen Aside."
"Which does?" Kiwi rolled her wrist with a bored expression on her face. For a five-year-old, she acted a bit too mature for her age.
"Watch." Albert dropped the vile in front of the group of men. Almost immediately, the chemical formed into a cloud of smoke that swirled around the group. The cloud crawled up towards the top of the building. Albert pulled Kiwi back a bit.
All Kiwi heard were screams. Most of them only lasted a good ten seconds before utter silence filled the air. Kiwi blinked. "What the hell was that?"
"To put it in an easy way, it's basically a cloud of acid. Like I said, it turns your lungs into melted pudding and your face turns to pudding." Albert explained. "The second you inhale it, you'll be dead within four to five seconds."
That would explain the short screams. Kiwi's face twisted before she looked back up at Albert. "You know, Len said you were the craziest one. I didn't believe him. But now I do. You creep me the hell out."
"Is that a good thing?"
"Sort of." Kiwi wiggled her hand. "Can I take off this stupid mask now?"
"If you want to die, then sure."
Kiwi rolled her eyes. "Fine. Can we go get Hot Cocoa at least? It's cold."
Albert panned upward and tapped his chin; contemplating. "Hmmmm. Why not?"