《The Flash GIF Imagines》Unintended birthday mishap-Ralph Dibny
Advertisement
You walked into yours and Ralph's shared apartment, being greeted with birthday decorations hanging on every wall and balloons in every corner. You walked into the kitchen and saw your boyfriend pouring a cup of orange juice.
"Ralph! What is all this?" You asked gleefully. He stopped pouring and set everything down before smiling at you.
"Well I wanted to give you a birthday you'd never forget so I went to the party store and got a few things."
"A few? Ralph it looks like you bought out the whole store!" You exclaimed walking over to him. He smiled and kissed you. When he pulled back he smiled again and walked over to the fridge where he reached in a pulled out a cake.
"Did you bake me a cake too?" You asked cheerfully. He nodded and set it on the kitchen counter. Putting candles in and lighting them, Ralph began to sing 'Happy Birthday.' You smiled and soon were blowing out your candles and making a wish. You opened your eyes and looked at Ralph.
"So are we going to eat the cake now?" You asked smiling.
"Well if you want, but I'm not really hungry right now..." You shrugged. "You can have some later then, but I'm hungry for some cake." Ralph smiled and cut into it, producing a large piece and placing it on a plate handing it out to you. You carried the plate over to the table and dug in as Ralph went to get ready as he planned to take you out to the carnival. You ate the cake savoring the chocolate taste that had a hint of lemon. After ten minutes, you doubled over in pain and called out to Ralph who came rushing into the room with concern painted all over his face.
You looked up at him and saw how scared he was before he picked you up and ran out of the house not even bothering to lock the door. You hid your face in his chest and soon looked up to see you were at the entrance of S.T.A.R. Labs.
Advertisement
"What's wrong?" Caitlin asked concerned as Ralph carried you towards the hospital bed.
"I don't know..." Ralph said looking at you scared. Caitlin nodded and began to check you. "Have you eaten anything in the last 24 hours?" You nodded.
"I had pizza last night, an egg this morning, and then a birthday cake this afternoon....The only thing I ate different than every other day was the cake." You said clutching your stomach. Caitlin looked up at Ralph.
"Where did you buy it?" She asked.
"I-I didn't buy it, I made it." He said. Caitlin looked at him with wide-eyes and then yelled at Cisco. "Hey Cisco, I need you to watch Y/N while I go look at something!" Cisco came into the room instantly and Caitlin ran out pulling Ralph and Barry with her.
You were standing in the kitchen with Caitlin and Barry.
"So I want you to show me everything that you used in the cake." Caitlin said looking at you. You nodded. You went into the fridge and pulled out milk, and then eggs. You walked over to the counter and grabbed a box.
"I used the cake mix in here." Walking over to the far left bottom cabinet you pulled out a bottle filled with a yellow liquid and pointed to it.
"Vegetable oil." Caitlin reached out and grabbed the bottle from you. She unscrewed the lid and sniffed.
"This isn't vegetable oil, this is Pine Sol." She said.
"Glad I didn't eat that cake then..." You said jokingly.
Barry looked at you disapprovingly before sticking his hand on the bridge of his nose.
"Honestly sometimes Ralph...."
You sat on your side on the bed waiting for the pain in your stomach to stop. Cisco looked at you reassuringly just as Caitlin, Barry, and Ralph walked back into the room.
"Don't worry Y/N, we found what's causing your stomach pains." She said smiling apologetically.
Advertisement
"Yeah you see Ralph here put Pine Sol in the cake as he'd mistaken it for vegetable oil." Cisco let out a laugh but quickly covered his mouth and walked briskly out of the room trying to avoid your wrath.
"Great. So I have chemical poisoning..." You mumbled. Caitlin nodded. "But don't worry, we'll have you feeling better once we get it flushed out of your system." You weakly nodded before Ralph came around to the other side of the bed where Caitlin wasn't standing.
"Sorry babe..."
"Sorry doesn't reverse this Ralph." He looked at you and brightened.
"But you know what could is if Barry went back in time to fix this like he has to save his mom a million times." He said looking over at Barry who gave him a death glare. You rolled your eyes not finding his joke funny.
"Stop throwing shade Ralph, at least Barry didn't poison me." You looked over and saw Ralph awkwardly standing beside you. Taking advantage of the silence you began to ask Ralph about how all of this happened since Caitlin and Barry left the room.
"Well everything was going smoothly until I couldn't find the vegetable oil, so I opened all of the cabinets top and bottom until I saw a bottle with yellow liquid in it. I just assumed it was what I needed and added it to the cake mix." You shook your head.
"Ralph..."
"Yeah?"
"We've been out of vegetable oil since last Tuesday and you should know by now that all chemicals and pans/pots go in the bottom cabinets and ingredients in the top." Ralph sighed.
"Sorry...Hey at least what I said earlier was true." He said smirking.
"Yeah, and what was that?" You asked irritated.
"That this would be a birthday you'd never forget." You heaved a sigh. "Ralph I swear to God as soon as I'm able to walk without barfing, I'm going to-" You began but were interrupted by your boyfriend.
"Pelt me with a thousand kisses?" He asked hopefully. "Try again."
"Pelt me with a crow bar?" He asked uneasily. You rolled your eyes. "I'm not abusive Ralph, I'm not going to hit you. But what I am going to do is make you fend for yourself for the next week." He gasped.
"Please don't say what I think you're going to say..." He replied uneasily.
"Oh it is, you're cooking your own dinner." You smirked. Ralph walked to the other side of the bed so that he was looking you in the eyes.
"Come on Y/N, can't we talk about this?" You shook your head and looked up at him.
"This is what you get for poisoning me." You added.
"Seriously? It was an accident." You looked at him with a blank face. "That's like me saying it was an accident I threw this pillow at you." He stared at you confused until you hit him in the face with the pillow your head was on.
"But it really was an accident, you know I'd never want to intentionally poison you." He said pleadingly.
"Exactly my point, you didn't think before you poured that random yellow liquid in the cake mix and I didn't think before I threw that random pillow at your face. God only knows what came off on your face when it hit you."
Ralph smiled. "Finally, the old Y/N is back."
"And how do you know?" You asked teasingly. "You're using a bunch of logically induced sentences that confuse me....Also, you're smiling."
Advertisement
- In Serial6 Chapters
Rough Draft for: Reborn Apocalypse - Volume 3
Volume 1. Volume 2. Stopping disasters before they happen, battling against enemies on all sides, saving the lives of millions. The burdens Micheal must bear grow ever heavier as he fights against all odds to complete his mission:Stop the Apocalypse and save the human race from ultimate destruction.
8 149 - In Serial8 Chapters
The Ingress Estate
Jonathon Eucole. Soldier. Scholar. Now an Initiate, the dedication without dedication, he finds himself both prisoner and master of an arcane edifice, the Ingress Estate, which can neither be escaped, nor controlled; only diverted, maintained, and pacified. This is a gothic fantasy story, set in a world in which gods and the afterlife are not only real and known, but were both established in living memory of some of the inhabitants after millennia of arcane warfare with the being who constructed the mundane reality the humans occupy. But this isn't the story of those who colonized the afterlife at the cost of their own humanity, but a somewhat more ordinary man, in somewhat extraordinary circumstances. This is also a LitRPG-lite, which means there's a system of sorts, fragments of which can be observed through Jonathon's eyes. Don't expect level-up screens, or statistics, or indeed numbers much at all, beyond those the inhabitants of the world itself apply to understanding their own reality. It pretty much doesn't matter to the story, I mention it so those who don't want to read LitRPG at all can successfully avoid it here. I don't have any particular plan here, just some ideas inherent in the genre. This is a character concept I toyed with some years ago; an old man, bright of mind but weighed down into apathy, both by his past and his responsibilities for a terrible estate that cannot be left without stewardship. Don't expect any kind of overarching plot or story, because that's really not what this is about. Also don't expect much dialogue. Or character development. Or much of anything, really, because I've planned nothing in the way of an actual book, here. Other relevant information, if you've read this far for some reason: The MC isn't super-powerful to begin with, and probably never will be. He's a veteran with some useful skills, and the insight on how to use them, so can deal with the world's ordinary threats reasonably well, but not too much beyond that. --- Currently on hiatus, as currently the story has a rather poor ratio of effort-to-personal-payoff. I may return to this once I have a clear idea of how to get the stories where I want them. I've started a more standard LitRPG using the same system. But if you like intelligence characters who cleverly min-max their classes, it probably isn't the story for you; it's the story of a rather ordinary guy who winds up in a very similar universe.
8 132 - In Serial9 Chapters
Systrem Amusments
For as long as history has been recorded, the scrolls have held power over all life on the continent. When a blight was forthcoming, the scrolls foretold it. When dangerous beasts reared their faces in civilised society, the scrolls chose the bravest and brightest to defend our way of life. It is only fair, then, that the scrolls would guide our brave adventurers through every step they should take upon \The Path/. Take heart, you intrepid four, for your scroll within your grasp connects you to the will of the world itself. Follow where it leads, and you will find your path to greatness. -Prefect Chelbun; The Initiated's Guide to Adventure Solomon always took the words of his scroll to heart. Where the scroll led, he would have his team follow. Any doubts his team may have were always dashed away by the words scrawled upon that ethereal parchment. Were that ever to fail, swift dicipline would bring his team in line. When the scroll told him to take his first retirement early, he was more than willing to return home and spend the next five years in comfort. It's such a shame, then, that Solomon's team had other plans for him. Clive was never was a fan of the rules, but he still played his part. Despite this, every moment was spent seeing how far he could strech things before he was broken back into line. Now that he was 'retired', however, he had much more room to stretch himself. Now he's got a plan, one that might just make the rules bend his way, for once. Meanwhile, some intrepid new adventurers are ready to make a name for themselves. Fresh off their initiation, they've already received their first quest, their first tale to tell around the hearth. Chances are good, however, that this story is beyond anything they were expecting. On a journey through uncharted territory, laberinthine cities, and conspiracies older than time itself, only one thing is certain. Whatever comes their way, it's sure to be an amusing tale. [Participant in the Royal Road writathon challenge]
8 137 - In Serial14 Chapters
Patchwork System
Notification (cannot be ignored): For being the first being to kill another of its own species after Sublimation, Lyam Aldren is awarded the Title of Cain’s Successor. Let all fear the Kinslayer!!! Lyam Aldren, killer for hire, was just going about his business when he suddenly received a notification from something called the System. Apparently, the entirety of Earth, its denizens and its matter were transported into the world of the System, planted in 'patches' all throughout the infinite world. The world of the Patchwork System is one of challenges, where life is cheap, power is king, and Classes and levels are a thing. In a brutal world, there is perhaps room for a killer with bloodstained hands to find his own way, free of his past. However, his Title and his inherent nature plague him, his fragmented personality laid bare to those with the eyes to see, and if he doesn't become powerful enough to defeat or escape those who would use or destroy him, he will quickly be devoured by the merciless world created by the System. Compared to my previous work, this is a more 'classic' litrpg setup, with clear (if somewhat complex) progression through levels and skill gains, with a 'system apocalypse' setup. Unlike most system apocalypse story protagonists, Lyam is neither a leader nor is he particularly interested in saving his fellow Earthlings. This is a story of a man who is both endangered and set free by the destruction of his old world, as he finds both power, new discoveries, and adventure in a place where his past matters not at all and power is the only language most speak. Later in the story, there will be harem elements, but the first volume is dedicated to Lyam's first months in the System. For those who are more interested in the Heirs of the Hooded King, I am putting it on hiatus as I rework the setting and future story developments a bit.
8 171 - In Serial10 Chapters
A Witch Thing | Jasper Hale x Reader
What if witches existed and no one even knew? And what if a witch finds her One, who just so happens to be one of nature's biggest regrets?This is the first installment of my series, A Witch Thing. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoy writing it!
8 183 - In Serial24 Chapters
One Day [Myanmar Translation]
Original Author - PenThis webtoon is belonging to original Author.
8 107

