Summary: Khaji Da tries to learn the absurd traditions that humans have in order to better coexist with his host, Jaime.

Pairing: Bluepulse (JaimeXBart)

Word Count: 816~

Rating: E for everyone

A/N: Wow, a month. Beyond the whole Khaji Da seeking help online for learning about humans and the whole taking over Jaime's body for a date, I don't really have a plot planned out for this. I'm thinking about having the plot cross over with my From Lightning to Fire fic- but I'd do it to where you wouldn't need to read the other to know what's happening. Any opinions/thoughts/suggestions/what not is appreciated.

And thank you to everyone who read and/or reviewed. They made me happy- especially the ones who said I did Bart good. / And thanks qweerlittlefish for liking my profile pic!

New chat characters. Most of the chat people will be, uh, non-organics (i hate using that word but for a lack of a better one, it'll have to do).

GoldenSkittle entered the chat.

GoldenSkittle: 3

GoldenSkittle: 2

GoldenSkittle: 1

Azulescarabajo entered the chat.

GoldenSkittle: Right on time.

GoldenSkittle: So...

GoldenSkittle: How'd it go?

Azulescarabajo: It was adequate.

GoldenSkittle: Adequate? I know you have better adjectives than that.

GoldenSkittle: Did you kiss and now you can't tell?

GoldenSkittle: I'm taking your silence as confirmation.

GeometricGoddess entered the chat

Azulescarabajo: You are asinine.

GeometricGoddess: I'm...sorry. D:

GeometricGoddess leaves.

Azulescarabajo: Did you have foreknowledge of her arrival?

GoldenSkittle: I did but I didn't think she'd pop up right then. Hold on, I'll go get her back.

GeometricGoddess entered the chat.

GeometricGoddess: Skittle explained everything. You guys were having a lover's spat.

GeometricGoddess: Whatever he did, please forgive him?

Azulescarabajo: You were misinformed.

GeometricGoddess: O.O You were the one who did something wrong?

GeometricGoddess: That's so unlike you.

GeometricGoddess: What did you do?

Azulescarabajo: You're taking immense pleasure in this.

GoldenSkittle: I am.

GoldenSkittle: GG, I was actually bugging him to know how his 'host's' date went.

GeometricGoddess: That's right! That was yesterday, wasn't it? How'd it go? ^.^

Azulescarabajo: It was adequate

GeometricGoddess: That doesn't sound...that good. What happened?

GeometricGoddess: Elaborate please.

GeometricGoddess: One of you tell me, now.

GoldenSkittle: Well...his host came down with a, uh, bug.

GeometricGoddess: Oh my gosh! Is he okay? W

GeometricGoddess: Is there anything we can do?

GeometricGoddess: Wait, how'd he go on the date then? O.o

Azulescarabajo: The most pertinent coarse of action was to commandeer his body and attend the event in his stead.

GeometricGoddess: I'm 100 percent certain that's what you do not do in that situation. :(

GeometricGoddess: Why didn't you stop him, Skittle?

GoldenSkittle: It..might have been my plan.

GeometricGoddess: Sometimes I wonder how intelligent you two really are. :/

Azulescarabajo: It went well but he realized my host was ill and forced us home. Then he invaded my host's sleeping chambers to tend to him while he slept.

GeometricGoddess: Awww that's sweet. .

GoldenSkittle: I find it disturbing.

GeometricGoddess: Sush you.

LivingEmerald entered the chat.

LivingEmerald: I am waiting.

LivingEmerald has left the chat.

GeometricGoddess: I'm beginning to worry about her.

GeometricGoddess: She's been doing that a lot lately.

GeometricGoddess: Do you think somethings wrong?

GoldenSkittle: Don't worry. She'll be fine.

GoldenSkittle: How have your organics been?

GeometricGoddess: Oh! Just wonderful! :D

GeometricGoddess: S. Boy and M.M. have a date tonight.

GeometricGoddess: Well, it's not actually a date but close enough.

"You can't just do that," his host growled, keeping his voice low- lest he disturb his family downstairs. Even though the whole Reyes household knew about the alien scarab fused to his spine, Jaime liked to keep the whole talking- arguing- with Khaji Da in front of them to a minimum. Seemed rather pointless to the Khaji Da, who voiced that opinion on more than one occasion, though not this one.

The situation called for extreme actions, therefore-

"Ay dios mio, no. It was just a date. It waited a month, it could wait a few more days," Jaime sighed. Khaji Da choose to ignore the several Spanish words that followed. If his host's maternal unit had heard, Khaji Da was sure Jaime would've been reprimanded for them.

But you have been pining after Bart Allen for two years and four months, two hours, five minutes and seventeen seconds.

"Your math's kinda wrong there, ese. I didn't start liking Bart till about a year ago."

That statement is incorrect, Jaime Reyes. Upon your first visual reception of Bart Allen, your pulse rate increased slightly, among other changes in your physical well being. At the time I thought it was a dormant virus. It wasn't until recently when the symptoms increased and the cause became apparent.

His host sighed and words that were a rebuttal slipped out quietly, though half-heartedly. Khaji Da was pleased that for once Jaime was not going to put up a fight at the blatant truth he presented. Too many times throughout the years Jaime debated with him over the facts he provided to the human.

The Impulse came to tend to you during your ailment last night.

"Stop calling him Impulse, por favor. I'm going to end up calling him that rather than Kid Flash one of these days."

To Khaji Da, the Impulse was Impulse, not Kid Flash. Not yet anyway. Not until Bart felt like he was Kid Flash. Until then, he was Impulse to him. It was almost humorous that Jaime hadn't picked up on how uncomfortable the speedster was taking on the mantle of his deceased cousin. Almost.

A few seconds later, Jaime added in a much quieter voice, "He didn't notice? That I was- You were-"

Negative. He was preoccupied with nervousness from the date, followed by fretting over the physical condition of your body. Khaji Da felt more than heard Jaime's sigh of relief. Perhaps you should inform him of your recovery.