By popular demand, I give you Wally West and his adventures of wisdom teeth aftermath.

A Wally West without food or water for twelve hours makes for a really crabby and crashing speedster. That's what oral surgeon told him. He was short with everyone during that time, Artemis, even his Uncle Barry who offered to take him on the dental excursion. It was very unlike Wally to be pissed at everything. When the funny man is angry everyone knew shit hit the fan. Wally wasn't too upset about having his wisedom teeth taken out, he figured it was going to happen sooner or later and giving the speedster genetic mutations he was going to heal up and fair better than his best friend.

Barry didn't pay much attention to his nephew's short temper the whole morning driving to the other side of Central City. He figured he would have felt the exact same way, but he had his taken out well before he became the Flash. Quiet rides with Wally did not exist in real life.

Wally's uncle was kind enough to leave the video recorder at home. He was already going to have a fairly impressive audience when he got back to his house to his wife Iris and Wally's parents later that evening when they got off from work. Artemis wanted to watch, but he wasn't going to hurt his nephew's pride any more than it was already.

Barry waited quietly for the hour, maybe less, for the procedure to end. He was welcomed back to the recovery room to see Wally grinning something silly with puffy, gauze filled cheeks at a pretty nurse who was trying to prop him up to a sitting position. He forgot to mention to them that his nephew had a freakishly fast metabolism and he was mentally kicking himself in the head for that. How much of the sedative and painkillers did they give Wally? "Hey Wally," he said quietly ignoring the nurse in the room. "How did it go?"

Wally's smile went away and got serious, like he was trying really hard to focus. "I didn't feel anything."

"Yeah, that would be the sedative. They had to really put you under huh?"

Wally began to swing his head around in circles and moan, "I feel funny."

"Kind of feels good, doesn't it?"

"Is this real life?"

Barry chuckled, "Ha yes this is real life."

Wally closed his eyes and laid his head back, "Okay now….now I…can't feel my face."

Barry was trying really hard to keep his cool, "I doubt you would, they probably gave you some local anesthetic." Wally began to stick a finger in his mouth but his uncle was fast to pull it away, "Don't you do that!"

Wally's looked drastically sad right then, as if someone killed a puppy in front of him. "Why can't I?"

"Because you're bleeding in your mouth."

"I'm bleeding in my mouth? Is my stomach bleeding?"

"No no, just your mouth, where they pulled the teeth out."

"Okay. Hey Barry, you know what I do when I feel sad?"

"What do you do when you feel sad? I don't think I have ever seen you sad."

"I don't normally sing it out loud. Artemis says I can't carry a tune to save my life, but I hum. I hum the Muppet Show theme. You remember how that goes?"

Barry let out a laugh, "Yeah but I'm not going to sing it."

"Well it goes something like this: It's time to play the music. It's time to light the lights. It's time to meet the muppets of the Muppet show tonight….I don't know why but it makes me happy."

"Well that show made me happy too."

Wally opened his eyes and waved his hands infront of his face, "I don't feel tired."

"You don't?"

His nephew turned to look at him. "You have four eyes."

Barry went along with it. "Yeah." The nurse was out of the room.

"I feel…I feel funny. Why is this happening to me?"

"Because you had to get your teeth out. They were making your jaw hurt, remember?"

"Because Dinah punched me. That BITCH!"

"No it was hurting before that. You're making that up."

"Is this going to be forever?"

Barry laughed again, "No this isn't going to be forever."

/ / / /

Four hours later Wally was laying on his aunt and uncles couch wrapped up in a blanket, head on his Aunt Iris's lap. After a few hours of fun and chill Wally-on-drugs it all came crashing down to an emotional train wreck. Lack of food and water didn't help his case.

Wally was talking about birds. Angry Birds to be specific. Iris turned on her maternal side once her husband stepped out the door to grab some smoothies for his nephew. "Hey Wally, do you remember how you got here?"

Wally was quiet for a moment, "I flew."

"You flew?"

"Like angry birds."

"Did it feel really awesome?" She was going along with his rambling. She figured it would be a good way to entertain herself.

"All the birds hated me because I was different!"

"They didn't hate you, they probably thought you were so cool."

"No they HATED me."

"They wouldn't hate you Wally."

"I'm different than them!"

"That's true but they probably wished they were you."

"Why? I throw them at pigs!"

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