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[rushing_by]

...the Time Trapper really needs to figure out what time he wants to pull me from.

[It's Barry again, in a brighter red suit that most are used to seeing him in. The costume actually veers closer to the one this universe's version of Wally West wore, with the exceptions of the difference in materials and continuing lack of yellow boots.]

Hey everybody. The Trapper apparently decided to drop me off back home for almost eleven months, although I spent six of them trapped in the Speed Force, which I do not recommend doing. In much better news, I'm getting married in a few weeks. Or will be once we finally get Chronoblivion figured out and dealt with, anyways.

Anything interesting happen in the five seconds I was gone?

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[whyarewehere]

...Wait. What?

[ What. ]

[rushing_by]

The book of magic went crazy and set off a bunch of magical effects. Raining frogs, raining hamburgers, turning nonhumans human and it also temporarily replaced you with Simmons.

[whyarewehere]

Simmons was here?!

[ He should definitely not be so invested in this information. Be cool, Grif. ]

And you guys let him?

[ He is so scandalized. ]

[rushing_by]

What can I say? We were all just happy that someone was finally cleaning your room.

Oh, while I'm thinking about it? I've been carrying something around for you just in case I got pulled back here.

[Barry pulls out a slightly battered wedding invite.]

I'd tell you to Save the Date, but that'd be sort of pointless right now.

[whyarewehere]

Really?

[ When was the last time someone invited Grif to a wedding? Like... ever. ]

...Thanks. I'll be there. You know, assuming reality is still in one piece.

Prepare your bar.