Hey guys and girls, it's the one, the only, Kryptonian Potato! I know I said Wednesday, but I mean, Thursday is basically the same thing right? No? Pfff, whatever. Anyway, it's been a long time coming, so I hope it was worth the wait. Enjoy!
Barry was about five seconds away from running Cisco back in time to the dark ages. He didn't know how much more he could take. Cisco insisted that he tried on every different piece of clothing he owned, and said no to all of it. Barry had never been the best at deciding what to where to a date, but he was pretty sure a white blazer, and a black top hat, wasn't the right way to go.
"For the last time Cisco, I'm not wearing the top hat! That thing is ugly as hell!"
"Bro, it looks sick! And if you hate it so much, why do you own it?" Barry's cheeks flushed a light pink.
"I used to be in a glee club." Replied Barry sheepishly. Cisco grinned. Oh how he would give Barry hell for this later, but now... they had work to do.
"Does this work?" Asked Barry. He was wearing chinos, a shirt, and a dark blue blazer.
"I prefer the top hat, but yeah, sure." Barry grinned.
"Ok, you can go away now." Said Barry.
"Jeez, show some gratitude to your personal stylist." Said Cisco. "And tell me all about the date."
"Ok mom!"
It was seven now. Barry had some time to shower, get ready, and decide where they were going. Maybe the new place, Cyra he heard they did good middle eastern food...
Meanwhile...
"Does this look ok?" Asked Kara, twirling in the scarlet red dress."
"Kara, how many times do I have to tell you? Blue is your colour!"
"I know, but, I mean he is the scarlet speedster!"
"Kara, you don't need to wear his colour, for him to think you look beautiful, and trust me, any guy, with two eyes and half a brain, would think you look beautiful." Kara beamed.
"Blue it is then," she said happily. "Ok, we have an hour, that should be enough time. Thanks for all the help Alex!" She said.
So, after an hour of Kara, doing her makeup, doing her hair, and all th other things she needed to do, she was ready. After five minutes of waiting, there was a knock on the door.
Ha! Gotcha! I feel kind of mean. Making you wait this long, and, no date. I will however, promise to upload again tomorrow, which, coming from me, doesn't really mean much, as I tend to break promises when it comes to uploading. And before some genius starts saying, "the guy at the door isn't Barry!" Well, your wrong, it is. I promise. Anyway, enjoy, and, yeah, goodbye.
