Inertia

Just with a little more cussing. 

“N-Nerd!?” Jayden near choked for a moment. “Hey, I’m anything but a nerd!”

“N-Nerd!?” Jayden near choked for a moment. “Hey, I’m anything but a nerd!”

The speedster teeth grid together as his hands curl into fists. He forced himself not to move, not to hurt Thad like he wanted too. He knew fighting his clone while was powerless was unless and stupid. “I’m not a dog. I’m a human. Now stop.” 

“Or else what?” Thad couldn’t help but chuckle as he shook his head at the sight. He zipped a few feet away and lounged across a set of rocks. As much as Thad enjoyed fighting the original, it was still a force of habit to keep his distance. “You’re not a human, Allen. You’re a slave. Remember?”

Bart doesn’t comment but his eyes narrow at his clone. He gave a small sigh when the suddenly appeared to be lounging on a set of rocks. At the slave comment the speedster hand tighten into hard fists. “No!” He growled. “I’m not a slave. I’m a hero.”

"Right, right. A hero." he chuckled, raising an eyebrow at the other. A look of amusement sat upon his face, Bart could get angered so easily, it made his job a piece of cake. "But aren't the kids in tights supposed to be saving the world. Not their future selves. Hm?" 

Blondie, I think you already have, you just won't admit it. ~ She smiled and unlocked the door to her apartment.~ Well here we are! And you're eating. Deal with it. I did not think someone as stubborn add you could exist. Sheesh. ~ Rolls her eyes and goes inside the apartment seeing her bag down on a small table ~ make yourself at home! You can sleep in the guest room. ~ She smiled brightly and motioned to a closed door ~

So, we spend a few hours together and you now know me. Alright then? -He rolled his eyes, looking around the place. It was a lot nicer than the one he "owned"- I'm supposed to be a direct opposite of an idiot who basically agrees into everything...the stubbornness isn't my fault. -he basically collapsed lazily onto the couch in the middle of the room- You have enough people stay over...that you reserve a room for them? 

“Hey.” Bart instantly jerked away from his clone, his eyes narrowing to glare at the blonde. “Shut it. I’m not a goddamn dog Thad.”

The smirk remained on his face even as the other pushed away. “You do as others say, you stink of old food and…you even have a collar.” He snorted, flicking a few of his bangs out of his face. “How are you not a dog?” 

The speedster teeth grid together as his hands curl into fists. He forced himself not to move, not to hurt Thad like he wanted too. He knew fighting his clone while was powerless was unless and stupid. “I’m not a dog. I’m a human. Now stop.” 

"Or else what?" Thad couldn't help but chuckle as he shook his head at the sight. He zipped a few feet away and lounged across a set of rocks. As much as Thad enjoyed fighting the original, it was still a force of habit to keep his distance. "You're not a human, Allen. You're a slave. Remember?"

Aww, poor Bart! What did you fuck up this time? 

Thad this is really not the best time for your shit…

"Excuse me, Allen?" He hissed as he grabbed the original speedster by the front of the shirt. 

Aww, poor Bart! What did you fuck up this time? 

Alex raised an eyebrow at the annoying nickname. You’d like people would be a bit more creative. She wasn’t phased by his stare and merely glared back. “No, we only hunt down people who deserve to get their asses thrown back in jail. Are you implying that you’re a dumb ass in need of a beating?” 

Thad gave her a lazy shrug as a reply, he didn't remember doing anything illegal...in the past twenty four hours that is. The sight of the girls bright purple wig almost summoned a laugh out of him, quickly, he held it back. "And you are?"