"ANDIANDIANDIANDIANDI!" Wally ran down to the lab at a normal speed, dressed as a normal person, no fear of exposure anywhere.

"What? What? What? What? What?" I answered whilst sketching a design for the bracelet.

"You have to come upstairs, like right now." He grabbed my hand and started to drag me up the stairs, slightly faster than normal to make up for the extra weight.

"Why?" I whined, stumbling through numerous pizza boxes and red plastic cups.

"Because you need to see this." He brought me into the living room and placed me in front of the glass door to the balcony.

"Oh…my…word." I squinted my eyes, trying to get a closer look. "Am I really seeing this?"

"Yep."

I shook my head. "You know how I said my life has been sucky so far?"

"Yeah…"

"This has made it so much better." I clamped my hand over my mouth to keep from laughing, Wally mimicking me. "Come on." I mumbled, grabbing his arm taking him away from the door, laughter almost spilling out over the whole living room.

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"Oh my God." I laughed when we got back down to the lab. "You have no idea how happy this makes me."

"I told you!" Wally pointed a finger at me with a grin.

When I finally composed myself a little, I said, "I knew California was going to be great."

"You have no idea. Tonight, I am taking you out on the town. You are legal, right?"

I gave him a haughty chuckle. "You are not pimping me out, mister."

"That's right." He teased slightly. "You are a one man woman."

"Depends on the day. Some days I can't stand anyone."

He nodded. "Everyone has those days." Then something sparked in his eyes, but it wasn't his usual fun spark.

"You alright, Wally?"

"Yeah." Liar.

"You're having one of those days, aren't you?"

"No," He laughed slightly. "I've just been thinking."

"Uh oh."

"It's nothing bad; I just…don't know what to do anymore."

I got up from my chair and moved closer to him. "What's the matter, Polly–Wally?"

"It's Linda." He sighed. "I-I want to tell her about the Flash, I just don't really know how, or if I should, you know?"

My chocolate brown eyes met with his emerald green ones. "Do you love her?"

"Yes." He said without even thinking about it.

I gave him a little smile. "Then tell her."

"But how? If I just lay it on her she'll freak." Oh, poor Wally.

Wally had a point; Linda had a tendency to freak out. "Then leave her subtle hints, she's a reporter, she'll figure it out." Yeah… …she'd figure it out.

"How are you so smart?"

I shrugged, my smile growing. "I don't know. I blame Bruce."

He laughed, and his eyes shifted towards the stairs and he couldn't help but laugh harder. I turned towards the door, and I started laughing too.

"What's going on down here? You guys sound like you're having a slumber party." A disgruntled Tony made his way slowly down the stairs.

"We're just talking." I choked on my laughter. Wally gave me that look, and I nodded. He disappeared for a second, and reappeared with something in his hands.

"Whoa." Tony shook his head like he was trying to clear it up. "That was rad."

"What exactly happened last night, Tony?"

He got this concerned look in his eyes. "Why?"

"Look down." I averted my eyes when he finally realized that, true to his name, he was stark naked.

"Oh, boy." He looked down and then back up at me. "Strangely enough, this isn't the worst thing that's ever happened to me."

"I believe it."

"Here, dude." Wally threw the object over to Tony. "I found these on the television this morning on top of some pizza slices. However, your under-garments were in the garbage disposal…" He trailed off.

Tony nodded in understanding. "That's happened before." I turned away completely as he put on his pants.

"That's not surprising." Oh Tony, what am I going to do with you? "You know, Tony, there was a time when I would have sworn that you and Bruce were the same person, but now I know that's not true."

"Oh really? And why's that?" And there's the zipper.

I gave him a smile. "You party harder." I pulled off one of the many hoodies that I stole from Wally, or Bruce, or Virgil or someone. "Put a shirt on." I threw it over to him.

"What? You don't want any of this?" He showed off his chest.

"Puh-lease. I'm more of a blonde or ginger kind of gal. Brunettes just don't tickle my fancy." I grinned at Wally, and he started laughing again.

"I like brunettes, Tony." Wally said.

He pointed at Wally in pride. "I knew I liked you." And he turned to me. "You. You're here to use the lab. Get back to work."

"I am not your employee, Mr. Stark."

"You are indirectly. Now chop chop!"

Why should I be the only one getting yelled at? "What about Wally? He's just sitting there."

Tony got this small smile on his face. "I like gingers too." And he went back upstairs without another word.

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"It's not going to work."

"Let's just try, ma'am."

"I'm telling you, it's not going to work. If those two wires touch, the entire thing will short circuit."

"I helped build the gun, I should know-"

"Well I took it apart!" I yelled at the stupid robot. "And I know it better than you!"

JARVIS actually sounded flabbergasted. "How dare you-?"

"PLAY NICE!" Tony shouted from the intercom. "HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU TWO!"

"HE'S UNDERMINING MY AUTHORITY!"

"She's not listening to my suggestions."

"Do not make me pull this car over!" Tony exclaimed. "If you two don't start getting along, I will be supervising down there!" He threatened.

"He's the one that's being unreasonable!"

"No, she is!"

And then an unexpected voice chimed in. "SHUT. UP!" Wally yelled from the couch. "Dear God, all you guys do is yell and argue! Andi, he's a computer! Maybe you should listen to him every now and then. And JARVIS, Andi is part of this project, you need to let her make some decisions on her own. Come on, this is Kindergarten 101."

I smirked, but I'm not sure why. "I never went to Kindergarten."

"You should still know about sharing." He leapt off the couch and headed for the stairs. "I mean, even Bruce knows how to share."

"Not well." I mumbled after him.

Before I knew it, Wally was at my ear. "He at least shares his toys with us." Damn it, I smiled. "Atta girl. Please share." In less than a second, he was gone, probably to get another large pizza. Like we needed another pizza box in this house.