"Bar- Impulse! Get back here!" Kid Flash, A.K.A Wally West, had been talked into watching his cousin for a day. It was not going well.

"Aw come on, it'll take five minutes! All we do is go to the bank, punch a couple of robbers, and its over!" Bart 'Impulse' Allen pleaded, crossing his arms. "Please? It's boring just watching you do schoolwork, and we're already in our costumes."

Kid Flash sighed, wishing now that he had never given in to Impulse's begging to go for a run to Central City to alleviate his boredom. "Ok, fine! But you have to listen to me, and follow any orders I give you, these aren't ordinary bank robbers, it's Captains Cold and Boomerang. They're used to dealing with speedsters-"

"You sound like Nightwing when someone does something stupid. Tim says he sounds like his mother then."

Kid Flash glared at him. "Did you just say I acted like someone's mom?"

"No, I said you acted like Nightwing when Tim says he's acting like someone's mom." Impulse clarified. "Can we go now?"

"Ok, but-"

Zoom!

"Argh," Kid Flash said as he took off after his cousin.

"Haha, is that the best you can do?" yelled the Central City Rogue known as Captain Boomerang as he threw another exploding boomerang at the cops currently surrounding the bank.

"Digger, stop taunting people and blow us an escape path before-"

"Hey, you must be Captain Cold! I'll take that," said a brown haired boy in red and white as he grabbed Captain Cold's cold gun.

Cold blinked a few times. "Kid….Flash?"

"Nah, I'm over here," Said Kid Flash, grabbing a boomerang and throwing it at Captain Boomerangs feet.

Boom!

"Oof!" Captain Boomerang landed hard next to Cold. "Oww… Look at all the pretty lights…"

Cold dug his foot into his teammates side. "Get up, Digger."

"Digger? Like Digger Harkness?" Impulse asked as Captain Boomerang staggered upright.

"Yeah, what's it to you?" he affirmed, glaring at the young speedster.

With no warning whatsoever (which is the way he did pretty much everything, Kid Flash thought), Impulse took two quick steps forwards and threw his arms around Captain Boomerangs waist.

"Huh?" said Captain Boomerang.

"Who is this?" said Captain Cold.

"Impulse! Let him go!" said Kid Flash.

"But he's my half brother's dad, which makes him my-" Impulse said, his voice rather muffled by the Rogue's coat.

"I don't care if he's your mother! Get! Off!" Kid Flash growled.

"How many Flashes are there?" asked Cold. "This is the fourth one I've seen!"

"Why's he hugging me? I'm his what now?" Captain Boomerang said confusedly, looking down at the kid still glommed onto him.

Impulse pulled away far enough so he could speak properly. "You're my- Mmmf!"

Kid Flash pressed his hand over his cousin's mouth. "This is Impulse, and he's, um, a speedster, lost in time, with the, the um, self proclaimed mission to hug everything!" Dang, I have got to start preparing excuses beforehand.…

"Huh?" said Captain Boomerang, again.

"What?" said Cold.

"I'm not lost. I'm right here." Impulse pointed out.

Kid Flash tried to communicate you can't let Rogues know you're their relative from the future it's a bad idea using only his eyes.

It seemed to click all of a sudden. "Ohh, yeah! Um, I shall, hug this lightpole!" Impulse announced, doing just that.

Cold shook his head. "The Flashes around here just keep getting weirder and weirder…." He said as his hands were cuffed behind his back.

"And this blonde lady!"

"Oh! Hello, young man…"

"Huh?" said Captain Boomerang as a medic checked him for a concussion.

Something hard slammed into Kid Flash and attached itself around his waist. "Guess maybe you threw that boomerang to close," Impulse said from where he had transferred his attention to his older cousin.

"He'll be fine, please get off."

"No."

"Yes!" Kid Flash insisted, trying to pry Impulses arms from around him. Dang it, why'd Nightwing have to start doing upper body strength training with him?

Impulse looked at him with big sad green eyes. "Why won't my relatives let me love them?" he asked, a catch in his voice.

"First one home gets the whole bag of Chicken Whizzies."

There was a whoosh, and a blur, and Impulse was gone.

"He wins," Kid Flash said to the lightpole, jogging slowly after his cousin.