"Why did you two come in too?"
When Barry saw Black Wally dragging Little Fatty into the Speed Force Plane, he asked the question with some exasperation. Even though everyone was sprinting, in an environment without wind, voices could still clearly reach everyone's ears.
"Oh, hi, Batwoman, Wonder Woman, The Flash. And The Flash."
Little Black Guy politely greeted the elders. However, with two generations of The Flash present, his greeting sounded a little funny. He noticed it himself and immediately added:
"My teammate's alien armor got wrecked, so I was planning to take him home to hide out. What are you guys doing?"
"Am I not The Flash too?" Before anyone else could say anything, Deadpool, who was running backward, immediately joined the conversation. Since Batwoman and his sister-in-law had gone to ride with the two Flashes, his hands were free to gesture wildly.
He pointed at his red-and-black uniform. Red was obviously the main color, and he had even drawn a lightning bolt on his chest with a highlighter. Wasn't that Flash enough?
"Sorry, Deathstroke's cousin uncle, I really don't know what to call you. It's just that you look too much like The Flash right now." Little Black Guy had fairly good social skills and spoke pleasantly. Within the Teen Titans, he had always played the role of mediator.
Aside from being a speedster, his ability to smooth over interpersonal relationships seemed even more useful to the team. After all, Emiko and Damian were both cold-blooded killers cut from the same mold.
Djinn was a genie who looked like she was sleepwalking every day; Crush was Lobo's daughter, with nothing but profanity and violence on her mind; Little Fatty was a shut-in who only got talkative while gaming.
Black Wally had to take on the role of