RP with Bart!

[cloned]

Bart was over a minute late. Not that Bart being late was unusual. For a guy so fast, he could be pretty damn slow.

Kon being impatient was also not unusual. And he worried about Bart. He'd gotten Bart to agree, mostly, though he had the feeling it was partly to get Kon to stop bugging him. Like that would work. Kon had his old place in Hawaii all rebuilt, and there wasn't anyone to share it with.

So he called Bart.

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[ihavettk.livejournal.com]

"Ow!" Kon said. He looked up and mock-glared at Bart. "Kick me again and I just might. Also, that noodle is now mine."

[sofasterthanyou.livejournal.com]

"Oh please, Mr I've Got TTK Let Me Remind You Every Five Minutes, that couldn't have hurt." He smirked, shaking his head. "Feel free to have it, I've got plenty more where that came from." Just to prove his point, Bart took a huge gulp of the noodles in front of him, and grinned around his mouthful, flicking another noodle in Kon's direction when he wasn't paying attention.

[ihavettk.livejournal.com]

"I'll have you to know that it's the thought that hurts. My feelings aren't invulnerable, you know." Kon gave Bart a hurt look. "The noodle flicking isn't helping you any, you know."

[sofasterthanyou.livejournal.com]

Flicking yet another noodle in Kon's direction, Bart snorted. "C'mon, you know you want to retaliate." He might be old in his head, but even old fogies like him could be as juvenile as teenagers when they put their minds to it. "Don't you turn into Tim on me."

[ihavettk.livejournal.com]

"Who, me? Nah, I'm too mature for that kind of thing." Kon put his hand deliberately. "See? Nowhere near my food. Not like I'm gonna waste my noodles on you." He waited until Bart took another bite to send a flick of tactile telekinesis through the table and into Bart's bowl, splattering the noodles at Bart.

[sofasterthanyou.livejournal.com]

Bart rolled his eyes, nodding. "Uh huh, sure." Returning to his noodles, he ignored Kon's posturing, and so completely missed his sneak-attack TTK food fight. "You little fink!" he exclaimed, jumping up, noodles and broth all down his front. "Oh, it's on, mister," he promised with a rather impressive glare, zipping forward to drop a handful of noodles down the back of Kon's shirt before running away to the other side of the room.

[ihavettk.livejournal.com]

Kon laughed as the noodles splattered Bart and gave an extremely undignified squeak as Bart dropped the Ramen down his shirt.

"You forget, Allen, you're fighting the one guy on earth who can totally keep you still!" He fished out the glob of noodles from his shirt with his TTK and flew at Bart. Sure, he wasn't nearly as fast, but all he needed was one touch.

[sofasterthanyou.livejournal.com]

Laughing helplessly as Kon squeaked like a little girl, Bart wasn't exactly prepared when Kon leapt up and flew towards him. "Oh crap!" he exclaimed, and tried to run, though, with his head start, Kon was faster. Deciding to fight fire with fire, Bart started to vibrate against Kon's TTK holding him against the wall as Kon advanced. Kon could feel things with that stuff, right? Hopefully he could distract him long enough to escape.

[ihavettk.livejournal.com]

"Your sex toy powers will not work on me, Darth Bartius!" Kon shouted. "Now, eat noodles!" He pulled Bart over and shoved them down the back of Bart's pants.

[sofasterthanyou.livejournal.com]

Bart shrieked rather embarrassedly (though if he was asked later, it was a manly shout of outrage) when Kon shoved rapidly cooling noodles down his pants--which were Kon's, so really, down his own pants--though he couldn't stop laughing long enough to give any retort to Kon's particularly stupid comment. Eventually, he was able to gasp out "Alright! Fine! I surrender already!" in between guffaws, struggling vainly in Kon's TTK grip.

[ihavettk.livejournal.com]

Kon picked Bart up with the TTK and deposited him in his chair. "Now who's civilized?" he said, sticking out his tongue. "Also, this proves my power is more awesome."

[sofasterthanyou.livejournal.com]

"Not you, you hooligan! Stuffing noodles down my pants?" Bart twisted himself around, debating whether or not he should try fishing around in there or whether he should just take them off. Eventually, he decided that that would be the best course of action, and kicked off the now soupy jeans. Chucking the jeans at Kon's head, Bart sighed. "Vibrations are always more appreciated than simple restraints, Kon. Everyone knows that. Why d'you think there's so much 'Kid Flash As A Sex-Toy' fan fiction floating around the internet?"

[ihavettk.livejournal.com]

"You started it." Kon caught the jeans with his TTK and tossed them in the general direction of the mudroom slash laundry room. "And that's cause people haven't realized just how much more you can do with TTK than just restrain. I mean, there's floating, groping, jerking off...the possibilities are endless."

[sofasterthanyou.livejournal.com]

Bart just arched an eyebrow in Kon's direction. "Vibrations, Kon," he repeated, his fingers making weird wiggly vibrating motions in the air for emphasis. He shrugged. "Who am I to argue against the masses?"

[ihavettk.livejournal.com]

"At least my claim to fame isn't being the fastest boy alive," Kon said with a triumphant smirk. "Sure, you can vibrate, but I can last."

[sofasterthanyou.livejournal.com]

"Fastest boy alive equals fastest refractory period. You may be able to 'last', but you can't keep up." He snorted. "Why are we having this conversation, again?"

[ihavettk.livejournal.com]

"No one can keep up. Makes it less fun." Kon smirked. "Not sure, but I'm pretty sure it's your fault." He stood up, stretched, and brought his plate to the sink. "We should ask Tim. Can you imagine his face?"

[sofasterthanyou.livejournal.com]

"Less fun for you, maybe. Awesome for me." Bart grinned. "He would probably just roll his eyes. Considering I think I called him a girl yesterday, I doubt he'd be too excited about our ridiculous 'I'm better at sex' talk." Bart slurped up the last of his noodles (sadly depleted due to Kon being a jerk), and stood up to join Kon at the sink. After a minute, he sighed. "I need pants," he noted forlornly.

[ihavettk.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, but it'd give him a headache, and that's hilarious," Kon said. "Anyways, my shirt covers everything, shorty." He grinned. "We've gotta take you shopping. You can steal more of my pants for now. They're in my room in the closet. Or on the floor." He gave Bart a stern look. "Try not to get noodles in them this time," he said.

[sofasterthanyou.livejournal.com]

"Tim with a headache is just Tim frowning more and pinching the bridge of his nose. Not all that much fun. You, on the other hand," he added, grinning, "You go all wounded bear. It's hilarious." Nodding, Bart zipped into Kon's room, spending a few seconds rummaging through piles of laundry all over his floor until he found a pair of jeans that at least smelled reasonably clean. Appearing back in the kitchen, he planted his hands on his hips and gave Kon a Look. "You seriously need to do some laundry, dude," he pointed out. "This is ridiculous. I think it took my five whole seconds to find clean pants. Also, you have a closet for a reason, you know. Empty closets are just a waste of space. It's not on your floor, if you were wondering."

[ihavettk.livejournal.com]

"I'll do it at some point!" Kon said. "You're the grownup around here, right? You do it. Anyways, they're my pants. We need to get you clothes. Or a belt, dude."

[sofasterthanyou.livejournal.com]

Bart snorted. "I'm not doing your laundry, I'm not your mother! Nor will I clean your room. I could clean my room, which doesn't need it, but you can deal with your own stuff. I will just continue to bother you until you give in. After all, how will you impress girls if your house looks like a pig sty?" He shook his head. "Shopping will have to come later. After everything else gets sorted."

[ihavettk.livejournal.com]

"Duh, I shove it all in the closet. I can clean my room, I just choose not to." Kon gave Bart a hurt look and very deliberately moved the plates from the sink to the dishwasher. "It is not a pigsty. What do we need to sort out?"

[sofasterthanyou.livejournal.com]

Bart modified his expression to one a little less disapproving-parent and more wryly-amused-best-friend. "Alright, not a pigsty. But still messy. C'mon, Kon. You're living on your own, paying for all your own things, being mostly responsible, you might as well add in a little personal maintenance while you're at it. It might even prove to Clark that you're taking this whole 'being alive again' thing more seriously than you let on." He shrugged. "Maybe he'd let you rejoin the fight faster."

[ihavettk.livejournal.com]

"...you being logical is very disconcerting," Kon said. "But I'm actually usually pretty neat. Except my room. I figure I can be a teenager somewhere in my house."