Kid Flash, aka Wally West, was ransacking the kitchen cabinets of his uncle's house.

"It was nice of your aunt and uncle to let us hang here," Dick Grayson said, shutting all the cabinet doors Wally had left open.

"Yeah, usual rules apply, no fighting crime without adult supervision, no using the stove, no touching stuff in Uncle Barry's lab, and no eating everything," Wally said, shutting the last cabinet with a sigh.

"No using the stove? That wasn't a rule last time I was here," Dick said.

Wally rubbed the back of his head. "Yeah… they've had to get a new stove since that last time you were here, too."

Dick rolled his eyes. "What are you looking for, anyways?"

"The Nutella! It should be here!"

Dick walked over to the fridge, opened it, grabbed the jar of Nutella and the bread and tossed them to Wally.

"Oh, thanks man," said Wally, opening the jar. "Aw, this stuff solidified in the fridge," he put it in the microwave and set the timer for a minute.

"So, about the stove…" Dick prompted.

Wally glared at him. "It's the thought that counts, ok? I was trying to make dinner. "

"What were you making?"

"Well, as it turns out, you're not actually supposed to put a pressure cooker in the stove. It will-"

Fizz pop!

The sound distracted both boys, jerking their attention to the microwave. There was a sharp crackle, and blue lightning flashed from the Nutella.

"Dick? Whats up with the Nutella?"

"Why are you asking me? You're the science nerd!"

Pop!

Another spark fizzed from the Nutella.

"Wally! Get it out!" Dick yelled.

Wally ran over to the microwave and pulled the door open. "I don't want to touch it. Why was it sparking?"

Dick reached into the microwave and gingerly pulled the jar out. "It looks ok… just a bit singed on top."

"But why was it sparking?" Wally asked.

"I don't know!" Dick replied, turning the jar to read the label. "Ingredients…. Nothing there. Suggested serving size… calories… wait. Wally, read this," Dick said, pointing to two lines near the bottom of the label.

"Do not refrigerate. Do not microwave."

Dick cackled. "You fail."

Wally grabbed the jar from him. "It's still edible."

"Next time, just read the label to make sure your food doesn't make blue lightning."

"You're joking, right? Attracting lightning is all we do in this family," Wally said.

True story, people. My brother and I took Nutella from the fridge and put it in the microwave. And after several panicked seconds, found that warning on the label. I still have no idea why it sparked. ~Unassailable Heart