My name is Felicity Smoak. When I was asked to participate in 'Switch Secret Identities Day,' O wanted to do it for sure, but what would I be? I can't be the Flash, or the Arrow, or even the Atom. Despite Cisco's awkwardly cute motivation speech, I couldn't pull off the Canary costume. But then Professor Stein got sick and I finally had my opportunity.

Cisco had whipped up this invention that would let me merge with Ronnie and become part of the F.I.R.E.S.T.O.R.M matrix with him. Of course he was stronger than me, so I could be the brain of Firestorm, and that could work.

"Pied Piper's been spotted in the mall." Caitlyn said, looking on her computer.

"But wait." Cisco said. "Gorilla Grodd's at the port ripping up stuff."

Ronnie and I looked over at Barry, and he looked back at us. "I'll take Hartley."

"Oh, great." Ronnie sighed. "We get the super strong, giant, telepathic gorilla, and you get a nerd with magic gloves."

"Hey, there are two of you, so Grodd won't be able to mind control you." Cisco said.

"Okay, great." I smiled, trying to lift the mood. "So he's just a super strong, giant gorilla. Much easier to fight."

I strapped on the matrix machine thingy and turned to Ronnie. I pressed the button, and he concentrated on his superpowers, and the both of us burst into flames. It wasn't hot, but you could definitely feel the flames like a thick smoke. It suddenly got really hot as he got inside me, I... okay, if anyone asks, I didn't say that. But I felt him melt inside me as we started sweating, and... there is just no not-wrong way to describe this. Whatever, we melted together, and suddenly, I could see the world through Ronnie's eyes, because I was in his head.

I tried setting my new head on fire, which took a few tries, but looked pretty freaking cool. Cisco started laughing with joy, and we flew off to the port to fight Grodd. I felt kind of bad, since my flight style involved crashing into a tree and falling a few times. I only felt it that once, but Ronnie was going to have to wake up with that the next morning. I owed him a soda.

Another things, I won't elaborate on how it feels to be a guy, particularly down there, but it's a lot heftier than being a girl. Ronnie's also sweaty, and a bit taller than me. You wouldn't think that matters, but my viewing angle is so weird now.

Finally, we arrived to the port bend, where people were running, and Grodd was tearing up the street. The cops had tried to hold him back with barricades, and they were rolling on the ground being psychologically attacked.

I stopped and fired a big burst of fire at Grodd, making him notice us. He broke the psycho attack, and the cops got up and ran for their lives. But then Grodd picked up a car and threw it at me.

Thankfully, Ronnie swerved out of the way. I think he's just a bit more invested in this, since he's going to be the one feeling it in the morning. I'd get the emotional trauma, but if we broke an arm, he'd be wearing a cast for a few weeks.

We landed on the ground, where Grodd stared us down. He stared at us for a while, trying to mind-trip us. Cisco was right. He couldn't mind-attack us. Probably because there were two of us, and the implications of trying to mind control a person without knowing there were two minds inside it were hurting Grodd's mind more than ours.

Anyway, I decided to blast him with more flames, but he didn't feel those as much. He walked towards us, the flames holding him back a bit. Oh great. The particle accelerator also made him fireproof. I'm wondering if Cisco and Caitlyn knew he was fireproof and just sent me here to get back at me for our last karaoke night.

Grodd's giant fist comes down on us, and I swerved out of the way, lighting our head on fire and doing some more fire blasts. He didn't feel a thing.

Okay, maybe some improvised bombs? We flew into the air, leading Grodd behind us in a chase, and lit a car on fire. Grodd stepped on it, and it exploded, sending him flying in the air and crashing into a building.

If he didn't just shake that off, I'd be jumping for joy. But he did, so, aw. We continued with out running tactic, and Grodd started climbing a building.

Oh, if Cisco was here, the references he'd make.

Grodd got to the top and roared at us, or whatever gorillas do. We had to do something. We couldn't fire at it, since the building probably had people in it. I didn't want Stein to return to the job and find out I had committed mass murder in his name.

"Felicity!" Ronnie yelled, awkwardly talking to himself. I mean, I understood, but anyone watching was going to think Firestorm was going crazy. "I have an idea! But we need to get him into the water!"

"Do you not know what our codename is?" I asked, but he ignored me. I got flashbacks of Oliver, but whatever. I had the idea to fly up close and make him jump at us. The ocean was right behind us, and I hovered right in front of Grodd.

"Come get me, you filthy animal!" I yelled, and in turn, Ronnie yelled. He then thought it was so cheesy and hoped that no one heard it. Me, being inside of him, heard those thoughts, and were just the least bit hurt by them, but it was okay.

Grodd jumped off the wall and lunged, roaring, and Ronnie swerved out of the way as fast as he could, so fast that I thought I was going to fall out of him. Grodd swung at air, and tumbled off of the pier, into the water. Ronnie swooped out of the sky and turned his flames off, touching the water with his fingertips.

"What are you doing?" I asked, which he heard in his head.

"Have you ever heard of transmutation?"

There was this weird vibrating feeling in my hand as the water around our hand turned to ice. He froze over the water, the ice spreading around Grodd in the water and trapping him in a giant block of ice. We watched as he sunk in the ice down into the ocean, and waited for a few minutes for him to come back up. He didn't.

"Whoa, transmutation. The process of rearranging the molecules of a substance to create a new state of matter. We can do that?" I asked.

"Yep."

"Have you tried turning coal into a diamond yet?"

"What do you think I proposed to Cait with? Wait, don't tell her that."

He yelled, 'Flame on!' which I think he ripped off from something, but I couldn't put my finger on it. I'd help him come up with a new catchphrase later, because that one was just pitiful. We burst into flames and flew off into the distance.

Also, I only remotely care that characters are dead at the time of writing. That should influence your suggestions, right? Anyway, the next one is a suggestion. I would like to use this space to pay tribute to the most awesome quote I have ever heard: "Felicity, you have failed this omelet."