Chapter 3
Wally was very lost. He did not know what he was supposed to do next. Here he was sitting in the basement of the supervillain who had tried to kill him and his uncle multiple times before. And that said super villain apparently did very good hot chocolate. Wally had finished his drink very quickly and actually wanted some more, but did not want to try his luck.
Suddenly the whole situation seemed very amusing. He was literally sitting on the ground drinking hot chocolate next to a real life super villain. If he was feeling lost he could only imagine what Mardon was feeling.
The more he thought about it, the funnier the whole thing seemed. Who knew Mark Mardon could you make such an excellent hot chocolate.
Just when Mark thought this whole thing could not get anymore weird, the kid started laughing again.
"What is it now you little shit?" Mardon wanted to feel angry and annoyed, but something about the kids laught was different this time. It seemed happy.
"You made me hot chocolate" the kid giggled as if it explained anyting. Suddenly mark didn't feel as hopeless as he did before. He started to realize the humor of the situation. This was not how things were supposed to go. But for some reason, he didn't mind that everything went to shit.
"Fucking hell this is weird... What is even going on?" Mark asked. The kid looked at him almost shyly and smiled just a little bit. And holy shit, the kids smile was adorable. Mark blamed the Vodka for that. He did not just think the kid was adorable, no way in hell. It had to be the vodka.
"Glad to know I'm not only one who is confused about this situation" the kid muttered, and looked at his empty mug. God, the kid looked awful. Mark didn't know what hit him, but suddenly he had the urge to take care of the kid. Maybe it was because something about the situation reminded him of Clyde. This was getting out of hand. He needed to do something, quickly.
" I know this is really weird, but could I maybe sleep here?" the kid sounded so tired that Mark found it impossible to say no to the kid.
''what the hell, this night is already weird. You can sleep on the guest room and I'll take the couch. This shit is unreal.''
'' you telling me, I thought you were going to kill me, and here I am drinking hot chocolate with a super villain.'' There was the tiniest amount of giggle in the kids voice. Mark found himself laughing too. Just a little bit though. And he would never admit it to anyone.
"Let's get you to sleep kid. This has been a long day."
The kid stood up with Mark and shot out his hand. "You can call me Wally. I hate being called the kid."
"Wally it is then." Mark hummed.
Barry had a very different kind of a problem. He was about to make a call. Normally that would not scare him, but this time the call he was about to make could go either very wrong or just very very very wrong. Barry liked Wally's friends. They just could get little overprotective over Wally. Usually it was not a bad thing, but barry was already anxious enough without them yelling in his ear. And he knew that there was going to be yelling. A lot of yelling. On the other hand, he also knew that Wally's friends could probably help him find Wally. And right now nothing else mattered but finding him. So, barry picked up the phone and dialed a number. Then he deleted it, and dialed another one. And then he realized, that he didn't have any idea which of Wally's friend he was supposed to call.
'' fuck it, they will tell each other anyway, so I'm just calling Kurt. He is usually the most rational one.'' Barry muttered and hit the call button. At first there was no reply which made him even more anxious. And just when he was about to hung up, the phone was picked up.
"Hello this is Kurt Hummel, how can I help you''