I'm back! thanks so much to everyone who reviewed and followed while I took a little break, especially those who asked when I was going to start writing again. Enjoy this, because I only have a few more chapters to post in this story. But don't worry, I have lots of other stuff that will be posted as soon as this is over.

~Heart

Ten year old Wally West sat in the arm chair in the empty house of his uncle ("Running to the store, stay here and don't touch anything in my lab."). He cleared his throat and began. "I, Wallace Rudolph West call the 73rd bi-weekly meeting of the Blue Valley Flash Fan Club to order. First, the secretary will read the minutes from last meeting."

Wally got up and sat in the rocking chair, picking up a pad of paper lying there. "Last meeting ran for fifteen minutes. No new members joined, and it was agreed to meet once a week at the Allen residence. That is all."

Wally moved back into the arm chair. "Thank you mister secretary. Now, the report from our treasurer."

Wally got up and moved to one end of the couch, and dug some coins out of his pocket. "Our funds are… one dollar and sixteen cents. Enough for a candy bar, sweet!"

Wally sat back in the arm chair. "Thank you, treasurer. I'm sure that is a very worthy use of the club funds. Entertainment committee, any news?"

Wally got up and sat on the other end of the couch. "Mom taped the news footage of the Flash's battle with Captain Boomerang yesterday, and it will be watched tonight."

Wally sat in the arm chair again. "Thank you, entertainment committee. Is there-"

"Wally?"Barry Allen stared at his nephew. "What are you doing?"

Wally looked at him slightly guiltily for a moment, and then shrugged. "We have a guest speaker, my Uncle Barry, at this meeting of the Blue Valley Flash Fan Club. Round of applause please." Wally clapped; then stared expectantly at his uncle.

"Wally…Maybe you should take up a sport or something."

Wally nodded "Excellent point, Secretary, write that down!"

Wally got up and sat in the rocking chair, scribbling on the pad of paper. "Noted. Suggest it be discussed at the next meeting."

Wally sat back the arm chair. "Agreed. Now let's- Hey! Leggo!"

Barry scooped up his nephew over his shoulder and carried him out of the house. "We are going for ice cream. But just Wally. Not the whole club."

"But I am the club, and since there are four positions, I should get four scoops, right?"

"No. One scoop, and… I'll join your club," Barry said.

"Really? Cool! But are you a big enough fan of the Flash?" Wally asked.

Barry grinned at him. "I don't know, why don't you look at my credentials?"he said, handing Wally a crumpled piece of paper.

"Uncle Barry, this is just a napkin signed by- THE FLASH!?"

"Yeah, saw him on my way home from lunch a few days ago and told him there was a fan club that would really love his autograph. So am I in?" Barry asked his awestruck nephew.

"What? Oh, yeah! I'll instate you at the next meeting! You need to come at least on a week," Wally said.

"Well, since one of the meetings is being held at my house, I think I can work that," Barry agreed.

"Wait, you heard that? Um, how long were you listening?"

Barry patted his nephew on the back. "Long enough Kid, long enough."