Speed is need
Summary: in which Flash and Kid Flash have a race to see who is the faster's. And, Speedy is the damsel.
"I'm the damsel of this situation," Speedy said. "I just know it."
"That's nice. We're about to have a race. Now, are you in on the deal or not?"
"What kind of race?"muttered Speedy. "I mean, seriously we all have super speed even the big bad has super speed and you're just standing around having a dick off."
"I take offence to that wording," said Kid Flash scowling at his youngest adoptive brother.
"I take offence to that wording," he mocked.
"I mean it."
"I'm sure you do. But why can't I take part? I'm just as fast as you and just as fast as Superman and let you won't let me anywhere near a speed race might at least a speeding car."
"Because this brat needs to be taught a lesson. That's there's a differences between speed and speed."
Speedy gave Kid Flash a blank look as if to say he din't get the question whatsoever nor understand the valued point of his agreement. Kid Flash being Kid Flash decided to ignore it and looked to his opponent.
"Ready?"he wondered.
"Ready," said the Flash as he tossed on his googles. "Set, now."
Zoom, the two dashed off as fast as racing cars down the street and up the hill everything moving slower to them in compression, but still ridiculous fast before finally coming to a stop back at Stark tower where Speedy was waiting with a bowl of ramen in his hands and the two eye twitched at the sight. For they didn't get how or why he ended up here before them.
"Sup," he said proudly slurping his dish.
"Sup," said Flash in defeat.
"How?"yelled Kid Flash.
"Duh, it's in the name," said Speedy proudly as Kid Flash face palm.