Inspired by the following prompt from otpprompts: "Person A having to get a metal replacement in some area of the body (Like knee caps or jaw) and person A or B some how gets it magnetized. Person B starts to stick things to it annoying Person A."

I took some liberties, but this is basically inspired by the 2046 Oliver as seen on Legends of Tomorrow a few weeks back. Except here Star City doesn't go to shit and everyone gets to be happy. But Oliver still has a metal arm.

The first time Oliver reached down to remove his shiny new Smoak Tech-approved metal arm and found a tiny, plastic pineapple magnet attached to the tricep, he thought it was an accident. He'd probably walked too close a refrigerator and knocked it off and onto his arm without realizing.

The second time, when he found a teddy bear and a Big Belly Burger magnet stuck to his arm, he was suspicious, but he hadn't thought Felicity's giggling was necessarily an admission of guilt.

The third time, however, was unequivocal. He was out in the field, chasing down some bank robbers when he raised his bow and noticed a picture magnet of Felicity's smiling face stuck to his forearm. He'd paused, letting his partners take down the robbers, as he tried to figure out when she'd put it on him and then frowned as he remembered the way she'd grabbed his arm as she leaned in to kiss him before he left the lair. It was her declaration of war.

Everybody got in on the game. Diggle especially seemed to have no qualms about aiding Felicity's scheme, distracting him as she or even Thea snuck up and plopped as many magnets as they could onto his arm. It was particularly annoying when Barry got involved because he could zip into the room with an invisible whoosh of air and Oliver would look down to find all manner of things attached to his arm. The Flash magnets particularly miffed Oliver.

That, however, had all been bearable if aggravating. But he had to put his foot down with his daughter.

He was standing in the kitchen, holding Grace in his arms as he prepared to open the fridge and grab her lunch when Felicity called to him from across the room. He turned to answer her and they talked until they heard the familiar clink and their conversation stopped cold.

Oliver looked down and saw his daughter smiling up at him, her little hand still wrapped around the flower magnet now attached to his arm. He looked back at Felicity then and found her shaking with laughter.

"This isn't funny, Felicity," he said.

"Yes, it is," she replied, gasping for air.

"Seriously, this has to stop."

"Oh come on," Felicity said, pouting at him in the way he knows she knows is effective on him. "Don't ruin the fun. Look at how happy our daughter is."

"Don't exploit her for your schemes," Oliver half-joked, squeezing Grace a little tighter in mock protectiveness.

"You're right, that's a dirty tactic," she replied walking around the kitchen island and approaching him. "I just love turning you into a big green refrigerator," she added, stopping in front of him and leaning up on her toes for a kiss.

"I don't think that nickname is going to catch on," he replied before leaning down and kissing her. The feel of her lips against his had nearly dissipated any lingering annoyance when he heard that familiar clink again. Oliver and Felicity both pulled back, ready to chastise Grace when their daughter surprised them.

"'Frigelator," she said, looking up at her father with a smile.

"Oh my God," Felicity muttered.

"Her first word," Oliver said proudly, looking down at her.

"Well, now you have to keep letting her stick magnets on you," Felicity argued, giving him a triumphant look.

Oliver sighed. She was right. He could never deny his girls.

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