Before the Penny Drops | Wally [Season 3]
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Bart opened his eyes, feeling the familiar surge of energy that told him he’d made it back to the Speed Force. He caught sight of his cousin in front of him, looking the same as he had the last time they’d talked. “Hey Wally,” Bart greeted, smiling up at his cousin. He made a face, however, when Wally brought up what they’d talked about last time they’d seen each other.
“They bought it! So no more, please! I don’t ever need any more info like that from you again. Ugh,” Bart said, shuddering. He did not like to think about what he knew. He’d never wanted to know what Wally had told him about Artemis. What they called each other in private was so not something he wanted to know. “But yeah, I talked with them. I’m pretty sure they both still think I’m crazy, but they’re going to help. Nightwing talked to Zatanna for me, and we’re pretty much ready to go.” Which was the main reason Bart was here. To let Wally know that everything was a go, and that he wasn’t going to be stuck here for too much longer. No, things were finally ready.
“We’re gonna bring you home in the morning, okay? You’re coming home, cuz.”
Wally snickered as Bart shuddered. “So what, you can ask me for sex advice but you won’t let me tell you what I call my girlfriend in bed? I’m hurt Bart, I’m wounded!” Wally said dramatically, throwing his hand on his forehead and the other on his heart before moving closer to his cousin, hugging him. He was glad that the two of them had believed Bart enough to go along with the plan. “Thanks buddy.” Wally murmured, realeasing his hold on Bart.
He was vibrating faster now, a big smile on his face. “For real? Tomorrow morning?” He said, tapping his foot against the ground. This was it. The moment of truth, the final count down. But why did he feel so nervous? Shouldn’t he be happy he was going home? Bart was a smart kid, but were all his calculations corrected? Wally couldn’t be sure, but now less then twenty four hours away from the promise land he couldn’t be more nervous.
“I thought I was suppose to feel relief about going home, not be a nervous wreck.” Wally laughed, his tone a little tense from his nerves. He looked over at Bart, rubbing the back of his neck. “Are Dick and Artemis okay though? They don’t want to kill me or anything right?” Wally asked, unsure of his best friends actions for once in his life.