Same way, different spoiler.

"Ta-da!" The room was silent as Bart Allen jumped out of the fucking time machine.

Even so, it didn't take long for the chaos to finally settle- even if the dude could run hella fast- because, well, Nightwinged.

So here they stood; Nightwing, Robin, and Beast Boy, attempting to interogate the young speedster. "Oh, I see, trying to get a DNA sample, classic Nightwing. Nice try though, Uncle D." Bart's mouth was clearly moving faster than his brian. "I mean, er," He attempted a fake laugh.

"Uncle D?" Beast Boy questioned, glancing between Dick and Tim, not knowing what the "d" stood for.

"Haha, yeah sorry, spoilers," Bart gave a half smile,"Well better be going now." He vibrated through his shackles before taking off.

"Not one word, Robin."

If he met the family first instead.

"Grandpa!" Bart took Barry into a bone crushing hug.

"Um-"

"I didn't know you and Iris were having kids-"

"What? She isn't even-"

"Barry, I have something to tell you. I'm, well, I'm pregnant."

Bart rushed up the Iris's stomach,"Hi dad, aunt Dawn!" He was quick to greet the newly concepted children.

"We're having twins?" Iris exclaimed.

Bart took a step back, "Oops, spoilers."

Just then a certain red head entered the residence, "Careful, kid, you don't want to say too much."

"Wally!" Bart sped over towards him, embracing him in a bone crushing hug,"Where's Uncle Dick?" And like that, everything slowed for a moment, yes, even for the speedsters.

"Wally-" Barry had begun.

"No, no. We are not talking about this now, Jesus," Wally paused before attempting to turn the attention back to the friggen time traveler, "So, we should probably get you back-"

"Wally West! Are you and Dick-" It was Aunt Iris this time.

Wally, once again, interrupted, "Jesus, fine. Dick and I are, um, seeing each other." Wally's hand went to the back of his quickly redening neck.

"Sorry, I'll try not to do that again," Bart promised, sending a half -and embarressed- smile to Wally.

"What? Outing me or talking of the furture? Because the first one would have been preferable."

If Bart somehow didn't say anything, but it became to much to bear.

"Oh, Jesus Crist, just fricken kiss already!" Artemis shouted at the two bickering young adults. She didn't actually mean it and they would have retorted, really, but the laughing speetster -no, not Wally, but instead Bart- had caught their attention.

"What's so funny? I don't-"

Bart cut Tim off, "It's just, oh my God, Arty doesn't even-" Giggle after giggle continued to escape his mouth, and the rest of the team glanced at each other. "It's just one day you're going to be, well, begging them to stop kissing," Bart whiped a tear from his eye. The older speedster and the bird's eyes bulged slightly.

"Wally and I would never-"

"Oh come on, Uncle D, we both know you are harboring something for-"

"Bart!" Wally's face was red, Bart wasn't quite sure if it was from anger or embarressment.

"Sorry?" He offered, shrugging slightly.