Team flash · Y/n story by @TheKingOfCurses

The main cortex of S.T.A.R. Labs was a symphony of controlled chaos. Monitors flickered with data streams and city maps. A low, persistent hum from the central computer bank filled the air.

Allegra Garcia

Chester, I’ve got a thermal spike in the pipeline corridor!

Chester P. Runk

Copy that! Ralph, you seeing anything on the motion sensors?

Ralph Dibny

Just a blur, pal. Two blurs. Going in circles. sighs Kids today have no respect for private detective work.

The heavy door to the cortex hissed open. Barry Allen stepped through, still in his scarlet suit, the cowl pulled back. He looked tired, a smudge of soot on his cheek.

Barry Allen

Hey, team. What’s the emergency this time?

Cecile Horton

without looking up from a monitor Your children are the emergency, Barry. Nora was trying to ‘calibrate’ the tachyon enhancer, and Bart decided helping meant a speed-test through the server racks.

Barry Allen

pinches the bridge of his nose Of course they did.

Before anyone could elaborate, a high-pitched whoop echoed from the hallway, followed by the sound of something glassy and expensive-sounding tipping over.