MASK OR MENACE IC INBOX

[runningstart]

WALLY WEST
"You've reached the personal voice mail of the Wall-man. The honor is yours! Leave your deets, I'll holla back atcha."
[ BEEP. ]

KID FLASH
"This is the contact for Kid Flash. If it's an emergency, call Robin; he'll know where I am. Otherwise, leave your info and I'll get you back ASAP."
[ BEEP. ]


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Comments

[runningstart]

Tha'ss cool, s'just a tes's run, [Wally says around the spoon before digging it back into the bowl.]

[performance]

So— it's actually good?

[runningstart]

Yeah dude, it tastes awesome. Go on, help yourself. [but not too much ok this is his bowl of chocolate cake batter]

[performance]

[ That's all the permission he needs before he's grabbing a spoonful for himself. ]

Mmmdude you're amazing. Why'd you keep this a secret for so long?

[runningstart]

I'm already in high enough demand, dude. Imagine if this got out. [That is absolutely not the reason and Wally doesn't feel like talking about why so he'll just shove chocolate batter into his pie hole, please and thank.] Besides, if you recall I didn't make this. You did.

[performance]

[ Dick just snorts, soft and good-natured, and doesn't rib him about it for once. He didn't tease Dick about the cake thing. It's only fair. ]

Hey, I couldn't have done it without you. This cake is like, our baby.

[runningstart]

Our delicious baby. Her name is Victoria and her life will be so, so short. [Wally spoons more batter into his mouth. Yeah there will be no cake made this day.]

[performance]

Short and sweet. She will live on in our memories... always.

[runningstart]

She better hope she lives on in our memories, because in about five minutes she won't be living on anywhere else. [brutal, wally, just brutal]

[performance]

So, not to question your glamorous lifestyle, but are you sure you should be eating an entire bowl of batter? I mean, you're not gonna be groaning on the couch in ten minutes, are you? Because that'd seriously defeat the purpose of this whole operation.

[ He pokes Wally cautiously in the stomach. ]

[runningstart]

[Wally swats halfheartedly at Robin's hand with his spoon.] I've done worse dude, trust me.

[performance]

Just making sure. Science has yet to understand the mysteries of your digestive system.

[runningstart]

[Wally locates a spatula and scrapes the sides of the bowl.] Nah, don't worry about it. When I eat all the food gets almost instantly metabolized. It's literally impossible for me to overeat.

[performance]

... See, that's part of why I've been... [ He rubs the back of his neck. ] You know. Doing the food thing. We've only got each other here, so...

[runningstart]

[Wally almost says 'and Artemis' before his expression sours.

Not enough breakfast? And you've been running an obstacle course in speed mode? What is wrong with you? Come on, we should find something to eat.]

Yeah. [He looks away and sets the bowl in the sink.] Yeah, you're right. Anyway, uh. Thanks. For all of this, seriously. I mean it, dude.

[performance]

[ He'd meant the team while also trying to avoid exactly that word, but when Wally's expression goes dark he realizes he's touched a nerve anyway. He can guess what that's about. ]

Don't mention it.

[ He wonders if he's gonna regret saying something about it. Probably, he thinks, but he knows from experience that they're not just gonna get over it on their own. And if he says something Wally doesn't want to hear— well, isn't that what a best pal's for? ]

But look, Wally— I meant all of us.

[runningstart]

[Wally bristles.] Oh yeah, we're definitely all looking out for each other except those of us only looking out for ourselves. [Ugh. Just thinking about it makes him angry all over again. He throws open the fridge and pulls out a bag of apples to start demolishing.]

[performance]

It's not like that. Look, I don't want to get in the middle of this, and I'm not taking sides, but you're my friends and I'm sick of walking on eggshells.

[ Dick tosses the rest of the dishes in the sink and starts wiping down the counters, needing something to do with his hands. ]

[runningstart]

Hey! You should always be taking my side! I am the best friend and I get afforded that luxury by the code of seniority! [Joking around will help deflect the bad feelings! Too bad Wally is only about 80% joking here.....]

[performance]

You are my best friend, and that's why it's my duty to tell you this stuff.

[runningstart]

Look, I'm not the one who needs a lecture. I'm not the one who screwed up. [Wally angrily chomps down on an apple.]

[performance]

I'm not lecturing you. And she knows she screwed up. What do you want me to do, go yell at her again?

[runningstart]

Yeah, kinda! [Wally sighs.] No. Not really. I dunno, dude.

[performance]

I'm not going to. She feels awful.

[runningstart]

[Wally doesn't really have much to say to that. Mostly because he's busy refusing to feel guilty for yelling at her. He's still pissed off.]