Friendship is Self-inset College AU Crossover

"And then she punched me!" Flash exclaimed while holding an ice pack to his cheek.

"Well," Dearest Heart began with a shrug, her hair sparkling with other worldly energy into a pure yellow blitz of energy Newton-neon with storming anticipation. "She probably wasn't ready for how much I needed to get your side if the story… so… Uh, Flash, you thinking eating leftover Chinese food isn't lunch…" D.H.s eyes widened. "What is lunch to you? Like…" She twisted her hair in a gray finger "Does food need to be fresh?" She asked. She scouched up to Flash Sentry on the park bench they shared and grasped his knuckles. "I could make you muffins."

"I uh..Uh… okay… I uh..Uh… could we frive to… I'm poor." Flash admitted.

D.H. paused, blushed, and let out a laugh. She undid her top three buttons of her blouse and exposed her cleavage and sky-blue bra with lacey frills. "I'm giving you a boob job, making you dinner, sex, second boob job, sleep, sex, breakfast, then we can figure out why Sunset slugged your smoochable face."

Flash tried to remove the ice pack, but cut lips and a swollen cheek ached as the numbness fled.

D. H. swatted at Flashes nose with an index finger the leaned in four a quick kiss. "Okay, well. I'll follow you back to my place and we can get started."

Flash hopped to his feat. "I forgot how dinner at someone's house worked. " he admitted.

Dearest Heart laughed and swatted her bangs out of her eyes. "No worries." She grabbed Flash by the leather jacket. "Seriously, though! Make sure I'm behind you otherwise I'll get lost!"

"Yeah, yesh," Flash said, brushing a finger up D.H.s erect tip as he locked tourmaline eyes with D. H.s writes of pure lightening. "MY license plate is…"

She pit an index finger to Flash's lips. "I remember, and if I forget I'll call Wallflower."