I wrote this a while ago and didn't publish until now, and when I wrote it, Dr. Wells wasn't at STAR labs. Pretend he still isn't, that'll be important later...

My name is Lisa Snart, and I'm Lenny's little sis and people call me Golden Glider. I do have a gold gun, but I don't glide a lot. Whatever, so one day, Lenny has this grand idea for 'Switch Secret Identities Day,' and decides we're going to invade STAR labs.

The invasion was easy enough. There is almost no security in that place. Seriously, Lenny told me that once, Pied Piper and Peek-a-Boo walked in because they forgot something in the pipeline. Superheroes are so stupid.

Anyway, we heard the Flash talking to his crew while we hid behind the wall.

"Okay, Flash. We don't know much about what we're facing, so be careful." Caitlyn said, in her normal, uptight voice.

"And if it's the Terminator, can you please get me an autograph?" Cisco asked, in his kind of cute pre-pubescent voice.

"Yes, Cisco. If the evil robot that's tearing up downtown stops being evil for a second, I'll get you an autograph." Flash said, and ran off down the hall with a gust of wind and a bolt of lightning.

It was time to strike. I waited while Lenny and Mick took out Cisco and Caitlyn. There were a few super-gunshots and an explosion because who knows what Cisco's packing in the weapon department. They knocked them out and stuffed them in a closet. Cisco looked so cute when he was sleeping. Then, they called me out and I sat down in Cisco's chair. It was time to have fun.

"Wait!" Lenny said. "Flash might recognize our voices. Put on your voice changer."

I sighed and put on the mouth thingy that Lenny stole for us. I switched the settings until my voice was a dead ringer for Caitlyn, and Lenny became Cisco. Mick, meanwhile, got bored and went exploring.

"Hello, Flash?" Lenny said into the microphone.

"Yeah, what's wrong Cisco?" he asked. He totally fell for it. "And also, no one's listening. You can call me Barry."

Lenny and I looked at each other smirking, and Lenny whispered to me, "He said it, not me."

"Guys, I'm at the scene." Flash said. "There's a robot, and it's tearing up the town. Can you run an analysis on it?"

"Sure." I grinned. "But first, say that you're a stupid doody-head."

"Ummm... I'm a stupid doody-head?"

After about five minutes of me and Lenny rolling around on the floor laughing, we soon realized that none of us know how to analyze evil robots.

Lenny shrugged and talked into the microphone, "Sorry, Barry. You're on your own."

There was a grunt and the sound of a laser shooting through the speaker, and the robot's voice saying, "Master will kill all of you."

Flash panted and cried, "Guys, is there a metahuman who creates evil robots?"

"Wow, there is? Super-speed is sounding pretty lame right about now." I smirked.

Then, of course, Mick had to come in on a wheelchair from down the hall and yelled, "Hey, guys! Look! I found a wheelchair! What do you think they were doing with it?"

"Shut up, Mick." Lenny growled, making Mick glare at him and ride the wheelchair back down the hall.

"Guys?" Flash said through the speaker. "Is Heatwave there?"

"No!" Lenny yelled, in a frantic voice I would make fun of later. "It's just the... janitor."

"We have a janitor?"

"Don't be silly." I hopped in, grabbing the mic before Lenny could do anything else. "Cisco's just being stupid. Where are we with the evil robot?"

"I'm trying to speed-punch, but it's not working." Flash grunted. "Guys, what do I do?"

Lenny and I thought for a bit, and finally, Lenny asked, "Is there a gun nearby? Or maybe a rocket launcher or a bomb?"

"Or can you take out the batteries or something?" I asked.

I somehow felt the Flash face-palming from STAR labs. He asked, "Are you guys okay? Is this a prank?"

For the first time in the history of forever, Mick saved us by walking in wearing a black sweater and riding the wheelchair. "Hey, look what I found! Did Steve Jobs work here or something? Wait, was Steve Jobs a metahuman? You think he could mind-control people? That's how he got people to buy his products after they break after one year so you have to buy more!"

"Is that Professor Stein?" Flash asked through the mic.

"No." Mick said, coming closer to the microphone to talk to Flash. Mick read off the wallet he found on the black sweater. "It's... Harrison Wells."

It took thirty seconds for Flash to burst into STAR labs and drag us all to jail. We never found out what happened with that evil robot. But it and whoever made it are still on the loose, so that'll be fun.