It's RSVP time! Unfortunately, some of the recipients are just a . . . teeny tiny bit busy.
Barry Allen
"Barry, we have a major problem."
In the middle of a Central City street, Barry zipped around a huge shark, avoiding his punches. "Yep, fighting it right now!"
"No, no, it's about our wedding!" Iris told him.
Barry yelped as King Shark picked him up, squeezing hard. "This is not the best time!"
King Shark tossed him into a building, sending him back through several walls. He gritted his teeth, then sped out, racing up King Shark's back, delivering one hard punch to the shark's head, knocking him out. "Well, the caterers need a final count tomorrow morning, and not everyone has RSVP'd yet," Iris informed him.
Barry panted as he collapsed on top of King Shark, then blinked in confusion. "Who hasn't RSVP'd?"
Oliver Queen
"Hey, Oliver, we gotta talk."
Oliver ignored his teammate's voice as he exchanged blows with a group of thugs in Star City. He grunted as one fist hit him in the side, then he retaliated with his bow.
"Hey! Earth-1 to my bro!"
Oliver crashed into another one of the thugs, knocking him to the ground, kicking him out with one well-aimed blow to the head. He smacked another with his bow before delivering punch after punch to him, enunciating his words with each punch. "I'm . . . a little . . . busy . . . right . . . now!"
"Well, it's not like you're dealing with Damien Darhk!" Felicity scoffed. "I mean, these are just some ninjas."
Oliver growled as he shot another thug. "If you were here, you might have a little more respect for 'just some ninjas!'"
"OK, Oliver, this is serious," Thea admonished. "I've already RSVP'd, but you haven't. Barry and Iris need to know if you and Felicity are going to their wedding."
"Me and Felicity?" Oliver repeated.
"Well, it's the two of you on the card. Aren't you and Kara still trying to see when Barry sees what's right in front of him?"
Oh, right. Oliver did remember that as he drove his bow into one thug's head and kicked two others to the ground. "Of course we're going!" he shouted as he grabbed one thug and threw him up into the lights above them, closing his eyes against sparks.
"Yes!" Felicity whooped. "So I'll RSVP yes, then?"
Oliver shot the last thug back several feet, then grumbled, "Barring further ninjas."
"Perfect."
Martin Stein
In England, 1183 AD, horsemen were trotting along the path when they came upon an old man in a hooded cloak, holding out a small bowl. "Please, sir," he begged. "Alms for the poor?"
"Out of the way, old man," the horseman in the lead ordered. "Royal business in Nottingham. It'll be your neck if we're late."
Arrows suddenly flew past the man, hitting some of the horseman. "It's Robin Hood!" one screeched.
A flaming arrow arced over the man, and another hooded figure came out of the forest, catching it. Sara pushed back her hood, grinning. "Not quite!" she said cheerfully, tossing the flaming arrow into another horseman's chest.
Mick tossed back the hood of his cloak, using his flamethrower to catch someone else on fire, and Jax ran out of his hiding place, grabbing a sword. Stein grimaced as one of the men collapsed at his feet. "Oh, dear."
"Hey, guys?" Sara called as she struggled in the grips of one of the horsemen. "Did we RSVP for . . . Iris and Barry's wedding?"
"We – " Jax ran forward, ducking a sword swing. "Definitely . . . " He raised his bow, blocking the next few strikes. "Did not!"
Stein's eyes widened in shock. "Then that's a serious breach of courtesy!" he gasped.
Sara swung the horseman over her shoulder, and Mick stomped on another one. "Weddings are the worst!" he declared, tossing Sara one's pike.
The Legends, save Stein, made quick work of the rest of the horsemen, and he looked up when bright lights shone down on them. "All right, team, let's go!" he shouted as the Waverider hovered over them. "We got a wedding to prepare for!"
Sara jabbed her pike into the dirt. "Let's go," she ordered, following Stein, Mick and Jax behind her.
Kara Danvers
"Wrong answer," a man said as he walked to his car. "When I tell you to get someone on the phone, that doesn't mean five minutes, that means right now. I don't care if they're busy, you make it happen. Otherwise, you're not gonna be able to afford a phone." He unlocked his car with a click of his keys –
A blur of brown, red, blue, and blonde landed on top of his car, and the man watched in shock as Supergirl duked it out with an alien of some kind, further demolishing his vehicle. "My car!" he gasped.
James Olsen
"Can you scramble a strike team?" James asked as he turned away from the viewscreen.
"There's no time," J'onn shook his head, walking forward. "They're on their own. Supergirl, Black Wolf, identify the threat so we can help you fight it."
"Whatever it is, it came out of deep orbit and it is mad," Winn whistled, running to his computer.
"Guess that rules out NASA," Lena said dryly.
"Is it Czarnian?" J'onn asked.
"Or Hellgrammite," Winn wondered.
Kara Danvers
Kara punched the alien back, then winced when she heard a high-pitched howling noise. The alien shrieked in pain, flying backwards into the block of buildings, and Alex jumped down on top of the ruined car, tightening her fists on her claws. "Dominator," she answered.
Kara curled her fingers into a fist, waiting for the angry alien to come to her. Sure enough, it charged at her, and Kara delivered a swift uppercut to the jaw, knocking it back and to the ground. "These guys are so last year," she complained.
Alex smirked as Kara kicked the Dominator in the head, knocking it out. "Nice one, Supergirl."
"Not too bad yourself, Black Wolf," Kara grinned.
Alex wrapped an arm around her shoulders, and Kara flew them up into the air.
Lena Luthor
"I heard there was a fight," a voice behind the group at the D.E.O. said, and almost simultaneously Winn, James, and Lena either closed their eyes, rolled their eyes, or groaned. Some of them might have also done more than one. "Is Kara OK?"
"She's fine," Lena gave Mon-El an innocent look. "Or did you suddenly forget she's Supergirl?"
Mon-El . . . didn't seem to know what to say to that. Lena smirked and strutted past him, her smirk widening as James and Winn snickered behind her.
Kara Danvers
"So Mon-El just showed up like nothing was wrong?" Kara asked for clarification, turning away from her packing.
"It was like he was trying to make things seem normal," Winn confirmed, dropping his duffel bag on the couch as James closed the door behind him and Alex, both of them with their own duffels.
"Normal?" Kara repeated, her voice going up in pitch, making Alex wince slightly. "The man I loved, and thought was dead, is alive. Before Oliver, every night, I'd make up all these scenarios of how I'd see him again, and now he's actually here, guess what? He's married!"
"He didn't tell you, either," James nodded.
"Led you on," Winn agreed. "Let me tell you, I have half a mind to send those tapes to Felicity."
"Would have been fun to see how the rest of the team handled that bombshell," Alex agreed.
Kara sighed, zipping up her bag. "At least someone I know cares for me is wearing my mother's necklace now."
"Hey, why are we being miserable?" Winn looked around.
"Well, misery does love company," Alex shrugged.
"Way to be depressing, girl," James gave her a look.
"OK, so you two have your invitations," Kara pointed at Winn and James, both of whom nodded. "And Lena should be here any minute, and it's just a breach to Earth-1."
"It'll be good to see Barry again," Winn smiled.
"And Kara is dying to see Oliver again," Alex teased in a singsong voice.
"Hey!" Kara blushed beet red, swatting at her. "Can you blame me?"
"No," James chuckled, shaking his head. "Not one bit."
There was a knock on the door, and Kara poked her head around her friends. "Door's open!"
The door swung open, and Lena walked in, a duffel over her arm, two hanger bags over the other. "So, things are set up at L-Corp and CatCo," she announced, walking over. "One bag's ready for the rehearsal dinner clothes, and the other bag has our wedding outfits. Kara's bridesmaid dress is already on Earth-1."
"You didn't have to do this," Kara gestured to the rehearsal dinner bag, a smile on her face.
"Please," Lena chuckled. "I wanted to."
"So, everyone has their stuff?" Kara looked around. "Clothes, devices . . . superhero gear in case we need to save the world?"
"Check, check, and check," Alex smirked.
"Well, then," Kara spun around, pulling out her extrapolator and opening a breach. "Let's go to that wedding!"
A/N: I laughed so hard during Oliver's and the Legends' segments. Was it just me?