A/N: Ta-da! It's an update! I finally got my sugar honey iced tea together, sat myself down, and wrote this, so..yeah. Enjoy! And blame Ranger for the slow updates. She kept getting...distracted.
Hmm, what doth thou think of "Thy Friendly Neighborhood Empousai" as a title? Dost thou think it revealeth the main antagonist too soon?
Um, yeah. Kinda. Wait, what are you even working on?
A thousand times I have told thee, thou dost not need to knoweth.
How am I supposed to help you with your title then?
Hm, perhaps I shall simply call it..."Pie at Minnie's". That seemeth innocent enough, doth it not?
Sure. Whatever. Well, if y'all see anything of mine titled "Pie at Minnie's", I have no idea what it is...yet. I'll find out soon.

Thank you so much to everyone who reviewed, favorited, and followed. Your support really means a lot to me! Some of you may have noticed that Percy is still set on his idea that Savitar is a future version of Barry. Wow, no chance of that happening, right? And on a completely different note, I have foiled my parents' efforts to keep me from Supernatural! Mwah ha ha ha ha! So...yeah. Really, thank you all so much for being patient with me. I really hope you like this chapter, and um...sorry. About the ending, I mean.

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Barry touched his shoulder gingerly. I assumed it was still broken after Savitar had decided to spear Barry like a piece of steak on a fork. Totally inconsiderate, especially considering Barry wasn't even cooked until medium-rare beforehand. That savage just tried to eat him raw.

Or maybe I'm just too caught up in the steak analogy. Mm. Steak sounds good right about now.

"I have to get Wally out." Barry glared around the room, looking very much like a small, clearly harmless chihuahua growling at a grizzly, daring anyone to contradict him.

Challenge accepted.

"Barry, your shoulder is still broken," Jesse sighed. Apparently I wasn't the only one who thought Barry was putting out stupid ideas here. "You have to at least let me come with you."

"Yeah, Barry I don't know how happy the Speed Force will be with you busting in. I mean, future you did put Wally in there," I pointed out.

"Alright, Savitar is not a future version of Barry," Cisco said tiredly.

"I'm fine," Barry insisted stubbornly.

Yeah. I could see that from the way he barely moved. Alright, time to speed (heh heh- ahem) this along.

I walked right up to him and punched Barry in his wounded shoulder.

Everyone immediately started towards us, about to shout at me or throw me across the room or something. Honestly, I wasn't sure why I hadn't been thrown across the room. Maybe they just thought I was on to something.

I smiled at Barry, who was now doubled over so far he was almost touching his toes, innocently. "That didn't hurt at all, did it?"

"Can't...feel...a thing," Barry managed. Well, I guess that's one way to lie through your teeth. "You sure you hit me?"

I stared at Barry for a minute, letting him know I wasn't buying any of his Minotaur dung. "Well, if you wanna go do it, knock yourself out." I started to turn away and then turned back. "Except please don't actually knock yourself out, because then someone will have to come get you. And I, for one, have had enough of endless pits that serve as people's personal hells."

"You do realize it's not a pit, right?" Cisco clarified.

I waved my hand. "Endless pit of damnation, endless dimension where speedsters are tormented for all of their days and beyond; what's the difference, really?"

Caitlin sighed tiredly. "Alright. I'll start prepping the breach room."

"Oh, speaking of," I spoke up, "I do have one question for everyone before you go." Caitlin stopped in the doorway and turned, interested in what I had to say.

Barry frowned. "What's that?"

I shuffled my feet awkwardly. "So...you know how things have been sorta crazy on my earth, 'cause of the mini particle accelerator affecting our powers and stuff…"

"What's your point, PJ?" HR asked, head cocked.

"Don't call me PJs," I said, giving HR a weird look. "That's just...no. Anyways, a few of my friends were wondering if they could, uh, come over for a little while until they, um, got their powers under control?" The way I said it made it sound more like a question than a statement.

Joe raised his eyebrows. "You want our permission to bring over a bunch of turbo-charged teens?" He shook his head. "Uh-uh."

"Yeah, no way," Cisco agreed with an incredulous frown.

I smiled hopefully. "Would it help if I said please? Because I'm kinda worried about them destroying the camp by accident. And, you know...New York. And possibly the nearest surrounding states."

"No," Barry asserted. "If you're worried about them destroying your home, we definitely shouldn't bring them here. You think we're going to put our city in danger to help a couple of your friends?" He laughed dryly.

I shrugged. "No, you're right? Why would you? It's not like we've ever done anything for you like, oh I don't know...help you capture Zoom or get rid of monstrous kittens intent on destroying your world, right?"

They all looked down at the floor uncomfortably.

"There is one slight problem, of course," I continued.

Caitlin narrowed her eyes suspiciously, cocking her head. "And what would that be?"

"I, um...may have already told them to come on over?"

Everyone stared at me like, You didn't.

I laughed nervously. "They were getting impatient. So...they should be here in like, ten minutes. But hey, I'm sure they'll be happy to go back since you guys don't want them here."

Jesse took a cautious step forward. "Maybe they could help us watch the city, guys." Everyone's heads swiveled in her direction. "I mean, think about it. Barry and Wally are going to be in the Speed Force-"

"You mean the SpF," I interrupted.

She glared at me like, Stop it, I'm trying to help you. "I could use some help taking care of Central City, and if his friends are as powerful as he says…"

"Oh, they are," I assured her.

"I think we should let them stay for a while," Jesse finished.

Barry sighed and shook his head hopelessly. "If you think it's for the best…"

"I do," Jesse promised.

"Fine." He sighed again. Sheesh, what was it with these people? They sighed as much as Chiron when he was exasperated with me. Which was pretty much always… "How many are coming?"

I frowned and counted on my fingers. "Um, seven, I think."

More sighs.

Nevertheless, we all turned to walk down to the breach room, where my friends should be popping up soon, with the help of our handy-dandy new inventions. As we walked, I maneuvered my way over to Jesse's side.

"You don't actually want help watching over Central," I stated in a low voice.

Jesse smiled and shook her head slightly. "Nope."

"Thanks anyways. It's hard to leave an entire world of friends behind for any period of time."

"I know," Jesse tried to smile again, but it came out as more of a grimace, "probably better than anyone."

We walked in silence after that. I noticed Barry was trailing behind slightly, which wasn't like him at all. He was normally in front of everyone, trying not to zip ahead and double back. Hm, could this possibly be another indication that he was being completely stupid and stubborn? Gee, I don't know.

We rounded the corner to the breach room just as one of the swirly blue breaches formed. It didn't open yet, so no one was coming through, but my lips started to curve into a smile at the sight. As much as certain people (cough - Leo - cough) annoyed me at times, I always missed them.

"Can't wait to meet your friends, Percy," Jesse offered.

"Thanks," I chuckled. "They are gonna have so much fun over here."