And we're back enjoy
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Walter ran with Wally in the speed lab. Barry, Caitlin, and Cisco watches his performance.
"He's slower than Wally," Caitlin noticed. Barry nodded as he watched intently. They both sped down the ramp.
"We're going to move on to something I like to call . . . Speed boxing," Barry smirked. Walter had a somewhat anxious expression.
Barry stood on a mat with boxing gloves as Walter stood across from him with a pair.
Walter held up pretty well at first. Then Barry started to speed up. He was caught off guard, and was sent tumbling back to the floor. All three observers visibly cringed as he hit the floor painfully.
"You have to quicken your response time," he told him.
"You don't say," he groaned.
"That's enough for today," he sighed.
Walter headed out stoically.
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Jesse kicked her feet up at Cisco's computers.
"Hey," she heard Wally's voice.
"Oh, hey, Wal . . . ter," she finished as she turned around.
"So, are you doing anything tonight?" He asked coolly.
"Uh, yeah."
"Oh, well, maybe we could-"
"She already has plans tonight . . . with her boyfriend," Wally came up and put a protective arm around her.
"Oh. . . Oh-h" Walter said in realization.
"Yeah. . ."
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"This pasta salad is amazing," Barry basked in the flavor.
"It's from the box, Barry," Iris scoffed but couldn't resist a smile.
"You make it special though," he grinned.
"You're just saying that," she chuckled.
"I mean it," they heard a knock at the door. Barry went over, and opened it.
"Wally?"
"Walter-" he corrected. Walter had on a light pink shirt button up shirt and jeans.
"I was, uh, wondering if I could maybe join you for dinner. I mean, I assume you're eating dinner," he murmured softly.
"Uh, sure, man, come on in," Barry finally said. The smile on his face grew when he saw Iris.
"This is nice Wally, you should dress like this more often," she told him, spooning some green beans onto her plate.
"Um, I'm Walter," he said carefully. She looked up with a blank expression.
"Oh. Oh yes, of course. Nice to see you again Walter," she shook herself.
Barry rejoined them at the dinner table.
"I didn't know you invited Walter," Iris looked at Barry awkwardly.
"I didn't either."
"If it's a problem I can go," he offered.
"No, it's not that, I just didn't put out a third plate, is all," she fixed, and excused herself from the dinner table and went in search of a plate.
He turned his solemn gaze to Barry. "I just wanted to see Iris again, even if it wasn't my Iris."
"I get it, man," he said comfortingly. He, himself wanted to spend every moment with Iris that he could. He understood what Walter was feeling, but he hoped he'd never have to experience it. He would change it so he'd never have to.
A plate was set in front of him, and he dug in.
"So, Walter, how are things on your earth?" Iris asked casually.
"Well, I'm slower than my Barry, I don't have my Iris, and my Jesse broke up with me," he forced a chuckle. Even though that was true, they had improved a great deal over the last few days.
"Yikes. . ." Barry trailed off.
"I'm sorry," Iris said awkwardly.
"It's fine. That's why I need Barry. To fix things on my earth," he told them.
"That's great for you."
Twenty minutes later, Barry and Iris stared at Walter with wide eyes.
"I've been told I have a serious metabolism," he chuckled sheepishly.
"So much for leftovers tomorrow," Barry replied.
"I'll get you something from Big Belly Burger before I leave, if they have that here," he promised.
"Its fine, Walter," Iris stood up. "I have a paper to get to work on."
She left the table, and went into her room.
"Sorry, if I put you out," he got up, and went to the door, before Barry could reply.
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Walter walked down the busy street. He blew his chance to be with Iris again. How he missed his sister! That's why he was here, to make things right.
He hurried down the street as it began to rain, then he felt a hard shove. A man punched him to the ground.
"Let me hold some cash," the man said roughly.
"I'm out, man," he told him. The guy kicked him across the ally.
"Guess I'll just have to hurt you for compensation."
The guy advanced toward him, and he spun out of the way. He punched him swiftly multiple times before he could blink. He didn't have time for this. This guy was making him very angry!
He grabbed the guy by the neck, and vibrated his hand at just the right frequency. The friction started to burn his neck.
"Ah!"
He let the man fall limply to the ground, and tore off his clothes, as he sped off in his costume.
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Wally spotted Walter in the speed lab.
"What are you doing in here at this hour?" Wally asked.
"Nothing," he muttered, as Walter sat in the dark room.
"Why are you here?" He asked again firmly, and turned on the lights.
"Nothing. Leave me alone," he brooded.
"You can't be in here."
With an agitated growl, he sped up to Wally and punched him, knocking him unconscious. He reached for a syringe. He carefully took his blood, and injected it into himself. An evil smirk came to his face as he sped off.
He noticed H.R. just as he was about to leave.
"Wally? What are to still doing here?"
Walter ran up to him, and smashed him against the wall.
"Wally, what are you doing?" he groaned.
"It's Walter."
He took him by the collar, and ran off.
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