"Why does that sound so strange?" The Flash blinked. He couldn't tell whether that was a compliment or an insult.
"Anyway, Bart's back safe and sound. That's worth celebrating," Wally said. "Barry—you're not in a hurry to get back, are you?"
"Not really." The Flash shook his head. Wasting time wasn't a concern for him anymore.
"Then let's have a family get-together," Wally suggested. "Come with us."
"Sure." The Flash readily agreed. "That's a great idea."
"Then let's go!" Bart dashed ahead, only to discover after two steps that his Speed Force was gone.
"Hold on. I haven't given you your speed back yet." The Flash took their hands and transferred some speed to them.
"Right, let's go!" Bart vanished from sight.
"Did we say where we were going?" The Flash asked, taken aback.
"No." Wally was used to it by now. "He'll be back in a minute."
"Sorry he's been such a handful," The Flash said helplessly.
"Don't say that. Bart's important family to me, just like you are," Wally said earnestly. "At first—
"I did think he was a little rowdy, but I'm really fond of him now."
"That's good." The Flash nodded. Bart was his grandson, after all, and he had a soft spot for him.
"Grandpa, where are we having the party?" Bart asked, reappearing beside The Flash.
"Your grandmother's place," The Flash said.
With Iris, Linda, and Wally's children, they all headed to Iris's home.
Iris and The Flash cooked together, preparing a lavish dinner for everyone.
"Barry, does being with me feel strange?" Iris teased him as they cooked. "You're still a young man in your prime, while I'm an old woman."
"What are you talking about?" The Flash shook his head. "Could the years ever make you wither? Of course not. To me,