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Oct. 11th, 2018 08:27 pmThe chase has gone on way too long. It's ridiculous - Barry is a speedster, he can move faster than sound. And Derek is a werewolf - he can hear the jerk thief's heart beating from a mile away, but the tech he's using lets him leapfrog from spot to spot around the city.
Barry is annoyed and maybe a little humiliated by his inability just to nab the guy - for all his cool tech, the worst he's stolen are pawned necklaces from shops around town, he's the definition of a petty criminal, for god's sake - and when he thinks they finally have him cornered in an apartment on Apple he breathes a sigh of relief.
"I'm phasing through the wall," he murmurs, sure that Derek can hear him regardless. He begins to vibrate, higher and higher until he reaches the right frequency. "And then I'm going to wring his - "
Barry stops dead as he steps through the wall -
- into the middle of a six year old's birthday party.
"Mom, it's the Flash!" a tiny voice shrieks, and in slow motion, Barry watches the thief hiding behind the kitchen door disappear like he was never there.
"Godda - " he starts. "Um, bless you!" Barry glances around wildly, only to be met with more sweet, upturned faces. "Blessings from the Flash on your birthday!"
Barry is annoyed and maybe a little humiliated by his inability just to nab the guy - for all his cool tech, the worst he's stolen are pawned necklaces from shops around town, he's the definition of a petty criminal, for god's sake - and when he thinks they finally have him cornered in an apartment on Apple he breathes a sigh of relief.
"I'm phasing through the wall," he murmurs, sure that Derek can hear him regardless. He begins to vibrate, higher and higher until he reaches the right frequency. "And then I'm going to wring his - "
Barry stops dead as he steps through the wall -
- into the middle of a six year old's birthday party.
"Mom, it's the Flash!" a tiny voice shrieks, and in slow motion, Barry watches the thief hiding behind the kitchen door disappear like he was never there.
"Godda - " he starts. "Um, bless you!" Barry glances around wildly, only to be met with more sweet, upturned faces. "Blessings from the Flash on your birthday!"
