Short on Time

Chapter 83

"Okay, from Oliver and Felicity," Barry said unwrapping another wedding gift.

"Please don't be a toaster," I whispered.

"We have an espresso machine," Barry announed.

"All righty then, not on the registry, but it should have been," I said smiling.

"Should they be playing with the paper?" Barry asked looking at the twins.

"They're fine," I told him as they continued to shred the paper. "Well, I guess that's everything."

"No, we got one more. There's no card," Barry said as he opened it. "Um... Great. It's another set of knives. It's not even a full set. Yeah, it's one knife. That's just shoddy gifting."

"That's odd," I said looking at it carefully.

"I'm gonna clean up," Barry said gathering the paper, but the twins just took it out again.

"So, no speed cleaning today?" I asked trying not to laugh as the twins and Barry started fighting over the paper, resulting in a bigger mess.

"No, we're not in a rush," Barry said.

"Barry, you barely used your powers in Bali, either. I mean, not even to put on suntan lotion," I said.

"It was a spray-on bottle," Barry defended.

"Sure..." I said not convinced. "What is going on, Bar?"

"Nothing," Barry said and I gave him a look. "I mean, I don't know. I have been thinking recently that, you know, when I first got my powers, I would use any excuse to use them. It would just be me and the road, and everything around me would disappear.

"It's like the first time in my life I really felt like I was at peace. I just feel like that all the time now. I don't have to run when I'm with you. With the twins though, I think I have to constantly run just to keep them out of trouble," Barry said.

"Aww. That's so sweet," I said kissing him.

"I love you, Ginger Allen," Barry said.

"I love you, too," I told him and then we heard cries of annoyance.

"And we love you both, too," I said as we picked them up and kissed their cheeks.

"They don't like it when they don't have their parents attention," Barry said.

"No surprise there," I told him.

"Should we go to return these?" Barry asked looking at the tosters from Ralph.

"You get them in the car? I get the twins in?" I asked him.

"Deal," Barry said running off as I put on the twins' coat, put them in their carriers, and walked down the the car. I had just finished buckling them in when Barry appeared with the stroller. "Shall we?"

"I'm driving," I told him grabbing the keys.

"You and the BMW," Barry said shaking his head as we drove to the store. After a lot of hastle, over twenty toasters later, cranky babies in a stroller, I held a long reciept in my hand.

"This is a lifetime supply of store credit. Why would Rory think that we needed forty toasters?" I asked.

"He said that there was some kind of fire sale," Barry said.

"He stole them," we said together.

"He definitely stole them," I added shaking my head.

"Yeah," Barry said laughing. He stepped in front of me and started making faces at the twins, and they began to giggle, but then he was litterally blasted away.