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Hal noticed something wrong as soon as he got within low Earth orbit. Coast City wasn’t normally visible from space any more than any other American city, but there was a small patch of featureless brown visible where the Coast City metropolitan area should have been.

He accelerated faster towards Coast City, hoping that his worst fears hadn’t come true.

And those hopes were for naught.

Coast City was a crater, nothing but an empty expanse of soil with the wind howling through the bare, twisted metal bones of buildings and lumps of charred rock poking up from the soil. It was a barren, lifeless wasteland as far as he could see.

No people. No plants. No animals. Not even a single bug.

“No! No no no no NO!” Hal shifted into dragon form, head swinging wildly around to catch any traces of life.

There was still nothing he could see, hear or smell. Nothing but the faint smell of charred soil and the wind howling through the ruins of his city.

<This can’t be real. It can’t be.> he said to himself. <It can’t be real. You can’t just destroy an entire city!>

He couldn’t lie to himself for long, though. Coast City was naught but blackened wreckage, and the Guardians hadn’t told him. They’d let him think everything was fine, when he could have stopped it. They’d sat by and done nothing.

Hal glanced down at the ring on his foreclaw. The Green Lantern ring can do anything , right?

I could fix it. I could restore my city. And all I’d have to do is believe I can. 

He took a deep breath and focused his will, unknowing of the entity worming its way deeper into his heart.

The entity was known by many names- <light-of-yellow-fear>, the Yellow, the Sleeper, Parallax. Even a few names from a man who had never truly known its existence or power- Hastur, the King in Yellow.

Right now, its body was known to the creatures of the physical realm as Hal Jordan, though this was not its host's true name. (Not that dragons had true names at all- Dragontongue did not have proper nouns and their human names were preferred affectations.)

The entity stretched its borrowed limbs, marvelling at the way the scales shifted with the muscles connected to them. They were green, but the entity could always change that later. 

Once it figured out how to control its host’s shapeshifting, of course. It had still not managed to do more than switch between small biped and large quadruped versions of the same general anatomy.

The entity felt its host’s mind stir in the prison the entity had constructed, and subtly pushed the dragon’s thoughts back under the peaceful illusion. 

The entity would normally have constructed a nightmarescape to draw additional power from its host, but this host needed to stay unaware of the possession or they would break out quickly. It was worth being slightly less fed for the unique advantages possessing this particular host gave the entity.

It had slaughtered every Lantern and Guardian on Oa, but there were still Lanterns in existence, who had the potential to return it to its prison.

There was only one solution- destroy the prison known as the Central Power Battery.

The entity stripped its host’s jewelry off to prevent any unwanted energy absorption, shifted into its host’s large quadrupedal form and began to drain the Battery of power.

Once the Battery was drained and destroyed, the entity took off from the now-abandoned planet.

Kyle was content with the peaceful life. Sure, he was a Green Lantern, but he was a reservist, not an active member and had nothing to do with the JL, even if he did have to check in at Oa once every month. 

He had two apartments, one in Coast City and one in Central City, and kept a third of his hoard in each just in case something happened to the other apartment.

This was a very good thing, since Coast City had just been blown up by aliens. Thankfully, the Justice League had managed to defeat the aliens without him needing to help.

Kyle nearly had a heart attack when he saw the destruction of Coast City on the news- not just from the fact that he’d lost a third of his hoard, but also from the fact that he knew his egg-parent was in space and didn’t know about the destruction of his hoard-city.

Kyle spent the next hour cataloging what had been in his Coast City apartment and which ones were in his Central City apartment and ring storage pocket. Once he was done, he suited up and flew to Oa to tell Hal the bad news.

He was absolutely not prepared for the scene of slaughter he found there. Bodies were strewn in pieces across the floor, their rings nowhere to be found. Blood in dozens of colors pooled on the floor and was splattered across the walls.

Hal was nowhere to be found, though Kyle found his wedding bracelet next to the Central Power Battery.

Heart in his throat, he took off and flew back to Earth as fast as he could.

Oliver, like nearly every other member of the Justice League, hated monitor duty. It was almost midnight and he really wanted to be in bed asleep, but he’d drawn the short straw and was stuck watching a bunch of screens and sensors.

Suddenly, the Watchtower’s sensors announced that a small and fast object of biological origin was approaching the Watchtower. 

Said object turned out to be Green Lantern, who knocked on the window of the monitor room to get Oliver’s attention.

Where is the door? Green Lantern signed. 

Why don’t you know? Oliver signed back, suspicious.

Not H-A-L. Still Green Lantern.

Great, Hal was inviting his coworkers over and didn’t even bother to come himself. Nearest door is at the base of the left side of the right arm.

Who is here?

Just me.

Call everyone.

Why?

Can’t explain in sign. Very urgent. Green Lantern swept away from the window to search for the airlock.

Oliver grumbled and pulled up the Justice League group chat. (It was a group chat, as much as Batman insisted it was a “mass-alert system”.)

Green Arrow: one of GL’s coworkers showed up at the WT

Superman: Really? What are they here for?

Green Arrow: all they could tell me was that it was very urgent and they couldn’t explain in sign

Batman: Description?

Green Arrow: human. looks like our GL, just a few years younger

Batman: If Kyle showed up at the watchtower, things are bad.

Green Arrow: wait, you know him?

Superman: How do you know he’s not here for a quick visit?

Batman: Kyle is a reservist, not an active service Lantern.

Batman: If he willingly went out of his way to contact the Justice League, we are at minimum dealing with an impending planet-wide apocalypse.

Wonder Woman: We must proceed to the Watchtower with haste, then.

“Report, Green Lantern.” Batman instructed.

“Well first off, at least half the Corps is dead- everyone on Oa and a good chunk of the nearby Lanterns as well. Something ripped them apart and either took or destroyed their rings. I couldn’t identify many of the bodies due to how damaged they were. Oa is in ruins- the Central Power Battery is destroyed and the Sleeper has been freed.”

“The Sleeper?” Clark asked, choosing to focus on anything besides what could possibly have killed hundreds of powerful superhumans.

“The entity contained within the Central Power Battery has many names- the Sleeper, the Yellow, Light of Yellow Fear, Parallax.” Kyle shrugged. “But I think the one you’ll recognize the most is Hastur, the King in Yellow.”

Clark gaped. So did the rest of the League.

“The Green Lantern rings are powered by a literal Lovecraftian abomination?!!” Green Arrow shrieked.

“Powerful fear and guilt spirit. “ Kyle corrected. “And the rings aren’t powered by the Sleeper. They contain the Sleeper with their wearer’s willpower.”

Ignoring the still-staring League, Kyle pulled a gold bracelet sculpted into the shape of a topaz-eyed serpentine dragon with four feathered wings out of seemingly nowhere and handed it to Barry, who gasped and paled.

“I couldn’t find the body.” Kyle said, placing a hand on Barry’s shoulder. “I’m sorry.”

Barry slipped his right glove off, revealing that the cuff covered a similar silver bracelet sculpted into the shape of an emerald-eyed Western dragon with frilled wings running from shoulder to tail tip. He slid on the gold bracelet over the silver one he was already wearing, revealing that they were designed to interlock into a single bracelet featuring both dragons curled around each other.

“Wow, that is a really fancy friendship bracelet.” Oliver commented. Clark winced as Barry burst into tears and rushed out of the room, Kyle shooting Oliver a venomous glare as he followed him.

“What? What’d I say?”

Clark sighed. “Put the clues together. Hal’s been off-Earth and out of contact for a while. Kyle just told us about something that killed half the Green Lantern Corps, then gave Barry a sentimental item and told him he couldn’t find the body. “

“Oh. Yeah, I just forced him to confront the fact that his best friend is dead, didn’t I.”

Once Kyle and Barry returned, the meeting resumed as normal.

“Parallax, as a spirit, can’t exist in the physical realm for more than a few seconds without a connection to a host or being in an area resonant to its nature, so all we’d need to do is find an uninhabited planet and bait Parallax into a trap.” Kyle explained. “I already know how to banish Parallax from its host- it’s covered in standard training.”

“How will we do that?” Diana asked.

“We’re going to go on a little space trip to an abandoned alien temple on an otherwise empty dwarf planet. The atmosphere generator still works, but there’s only minimal gravity.” Kyle pulled up a holographic map of Sector 2814 and zoomed in on one particular system, then highlighted a dwarf planet in the system’s inner asteroid belt. “It’s about a ten-minute trip if I was on my own but with passengers it’ll take just under an hour to get there safely.”

“How will we lure Parallax there?” wondered Clark.

Kyle grinned. “He’s hunting Green Lanterns. So we’ll give him a Green Lantern.”

Barry shot out his seat. “That’s too risky!” he snapped.

“We’re already going to be fighting Parallax, using me as bait only means we get the home-ground advantage. It’s the best option.” 

Barry settled back down and muttered something under his breath that sounded a lot like “you’re just like your dad.”

“Moving on, we need a minimum of four people, including me. I can’t fly carrying more than six people, so seven is our maximum group size.”

“Why four people?” Clark asked.

“Two people to contain Parallax’s host, two people to perform the exorcism.”

“Who do you suggest bringing?” Batman asked. Clark was surprised Batman was actually asking.

“I know Flash is going to insist on coming along. Superman and Green Arrow have ranged attacks, and Wonder Woman will be able to restrain the host. We also need a magic user- I’d suggest Zatanna. Sixth slot is open to any volunteers.”

“Hm. You have improved.” Clark blinked. Batman didn’t criticize him even slightly!

“Of course I’ve improved.” Kyle rolled his eyes. “I’m not a child anymore, old man.”

“Hn.”

“Does anyone want to volunteer for the sixth slot?” Kyle redirected. “No? Great, our team is me, Superman, Green Arrow, Wonder Woman, Zatanna and Flash. We should have a couple days to get everything in order, but the longer we wait the harder it will be to separate Parallax from its host.”

Kyle surveyed the heroes gathered in the Watchtower’s main dock.

“Everyone ready? Yes? T-minus three seconds until takeoff- 3, 2, 1, go!” A shimmering bubble of faintly green energy surrounded the group of heroes and lifted them into the air. “We have lift-off!”

There was a flash and the Watchtower was suddenly no longer visible.

“How fast are we going?!” Green Arrow yelped.

“Dunno, but we’re about to pass Jupiter.” Kyle replied.

“But it’s only been a few seconds! ” Zatanna gasped.

“Pshah- normally I’d already be out of the Solar System by now. You have no idea how much power I’m putting into keeping you from flying into space that I normally put into speed.”

There was silence until they passed into the Kuiper Belt. “We are now about to enter FTL transit.” Kyle announced cheerfully. “Please remain seated and do not move.”

There was a faint humming noise that gradually became louder, then a crack split the air and the bubble was plunged into complete silence, as the stars streaked away into spindles of light.

After about three minutes had passed, the hum returned, spiked and faded and the stars returned to being slowly moving dots. Kyle turned to the other heroes. “Welcome to the T’veridah system! Unfortunately, no time to sightsee, but we are now officially out of the solar system!”

Barry opened his eyes first. “I will never get used to the feeling of FTL travel.”

“Speed-sense acting up?” Kyle asked.

“Yep.”

Kyle pulled out a can of ginger ale from his ring pocket and held it out to Barry, who drained it near-instantly.

"Drink it slowly, it's the drinking that helps." Kyle sighs.

Superman blinked. “Wait, you can drink Green Lantern constructs?”

“No, that’s actual ginger ale.”

“Where were you keeping that?” 

“Pocket. Anyone want some reading material? We’re going to be here for a while- five more system jumps to go.”

Green Arrow, Barry and Superman nodded. “Alright, I’ve got three dictionaries, some pamphlets from the pharmacy, a college aeronautics textbook, the Pokemon Gold manual and a dessert cookbook. Which ones do you want?”

Superman and Green Arrow blinked. 

Barry sighed. “I know you have at least fifteen novels in there.”

“Yeah, but they’re written in alien languages.” And Dragontongue, which technically counted as an alien language.

“Right. I’ll take the textbook then.”

The alien temple was breathtaking- a shimmering complex of swooping, organic-looking arches clinging to the side of a miles-high mountain. 

They flew through the front archway and dove through the fifteen-foot window of a gigantic hall filled with weathered stone statues of aliens wearing full-face beaked helmets and flowing robes. Barry couldn’t help gaping at the sheer scale of everything.

Kyle popped the forcefield when they were still about a foot in the air, dropping everyone onto the ground. Oliver, Zatanna and Diana stumbled and struggled to maintain their balance, Clark slowly floated to the ground, and Barry had already adjusted his stance to land easily. Hal had dropped him from much higher on numerous occasions, and he’d had to learn how to land properly in human form.

The smile fell from Barry’s face as he remembered Hal’s unknown fate. Kyle interrupted his impending spiral by clapping. “Right! Zatanna, help me draw the runic circle.”

The rest of the heroes spread out and took watch positions on the edges of the twenty-foot circle of runes Zatanna and Kyle were drawing on the floor in chalk and their own blood.

Once the circle was complete, Kyle held up his ring as a small flash of green light illuminated his face.

“Alright, distress beacon activated. Everyone hide and keep watch for movement.”

It was a tense fifteen minutes of waiting, until a car-sized green and yellow dragon burst in through the window.

Barry sucked in a breath as the dragon landed in front of Kyle. 

Every dragon’s dragon form is unique. Even siblings with the same egg-parent and sire had visible differences, even if they were as minor as a different horn arrangement.

And the dragon in front of him? Was Hal. Every proportion was the same, his horns were the same down to the chips and slight asymmetry, his wings were rippling slowly with irritation that only Barry and Kyle could see and every scar was in the same place. The only difference from the last time Barry had seen him was that his eyes were a poisonous yellow, the emerald-green gradient of his preferred color scheme now flecked with the same eye-searing yellow as his eyes.

“Hal?” Barry said, voice catching as he stepped forward.

Hal’s snout pulled into a vicious grin, and Barry was reminded that Parallax was fully capable of possessing a dragon if it tried hard enough at the right time. “Did you not notice the adjustments I made? Even slightly?” 

Kyle snorted. “Yeah, that yellow looks awful on you. I just had the basic decency to not point it out until you brought it up.”

“Insolent Lantern! I shall tear you apart like I have done to your brethren!” Parallax snarled, leaping towards Kyle with claws outstretched and silver mist escaping from between its jaws.

Kyle sidestepped the charge and Parallax roared in indignation, silver mist flooding from its jaws as it did so. 

“Don’t let the mist touch you!” Kyle warned, forming an airtight bubble around himself and creating a set of glowing green ropes to try and hold down Parallax. “It’ll dissipate after a few feet, but if you get even mildly brushed it’ll be absolutely nasty!” 

Parallax broke the constructs with some difficulty, wings rippling more furiously.

There was a flash of yellow light, and hundreds of glowing yellow spears formed in the air, hanging above the heroes. Parallax smirked, and the spears began to crash down in staggered waves, exploding into yellow light once they hit the ground. Kyle reinforced the bubble around himself, while the other heroes ran madly around to avoid the barrage.

Barry was doing better than the others thanks to his super speed, but he was still unable to do more than dodge.

“Oh come on! None of our other villains have bullet hell attacks!” Oliver complained.

“It has no idea how to use its abilities properly when facing multiple differently trained opponents!” Kyle explained. “Focusing on that many constructs at the same time means it can’t do much else. Break its concentration and the barrage will stop!”

Oliver grinned. “I can do that, but you’ll need to cover me.”

Oh, we’ve got a plan. Barry rushed in closer, forcing a grin on his face as he ran circles around Parallax. “Missed me, missed me!” he taunted as Parallax re-aimed spears directly towards him.

While Parallax was distracted by Barry, Kyle created a platform over Oliver’s head. It broke after a couple of hits, but it was long enough for Oliver to fire a single sonic arrow. 

The arrow was quickly blocked, but it didn’t need to hit. Parallax flinched from the loud warbling shriek that emitted from the arrow, and the spears dissipated into shards of yellow light as Parallax clapped its foreclaws over its ears.

Diana followed that up by wrapping up Parallax’s neck and forelegs with the Lasso of Truth.

Zatanna emerged from her hiding place and stood in front of Parallax, Kyle opposite her.

Barry, Oliver and Clark moved to the corners of the room.

“Doolb dna enur fo gnidnib dna lliw fo thgil neerg htiw mlaer latrom siht morf uoy hsinab ew! Parallax, enogeb!” Zatanna chanted. 

“We banish you from this mortal realm with green light of will and binding of rune and blood! Begone, Parallax!” Kyle chanted simultaneously.

Parallax shrieked, the noise slipping into an alien howling like wind through a canyon mixed with radio static. A circle of green runes appeared surrounding the dragon.

“Uoy hsinab ew!” “We banish you!”

The yellow scales began to disappear, replaced by their original green.

“Uoy hsinab ew!” “We banish you!”

The yellow began to clear from Parallax’s eyes, emerald green chasing and dissolving the yellow from the edges inwards.

“Uoy hsinab ew!” “We banish you!”

The runes began to multiply as Parallax thrashed in its restraints, howling with rage.

“Uoy hsinab ew!” “We banish you!”

Parallax’s back arched, body shaking and eyes pinched closed as yellow smoke slipped from between its jaws and dissipated.

“Uoy hsinab ew!” “We banish you!”

The yellow dissipated entirely with an ear-splitting static wail, and Hal’s eyes blinked open as the runes slowly faded out of existence.

Barry rushed forward and pried the Lasso of Truth off of Hal. “You’re alive,” he whispered.

Hal shifted into human form, sinking into Barry’s arms as the Justice League gaped.

“When did my life become fucking Persona?! ” Green Arrow spluttered in the background. Barry ignored him.

“Is my…” Hal asked weakly.

Barry looked away. “Yeah. Coast City’s gone.”

“What do I do now?” Hal asked tearfully. 

Barry didn’t know what to say. He’d never lost more than one or two items from his hoard in years. Hal had just lost his entire hoard and been possessed. 

There wasn’t really much Barry could say that wouldn’t be patronizing.

Kyle saved the day, pulling out one of his art notebooks and opening it to the first page- a pair of color pencil drawings of Coast City’s skyline. One was entirely in shades of green, and the other was in the full range of color. Hal pried himself off from Barry to get a better look at the pictures.

“The physical city might be gone, but we’ve still got the memories.” Kyle said, pressing the notebook into Hal’s hand. “Here. Keep it.”

Barry couldn’t help gasping out loud. Barry had never let Hal do anything more than hold a few of the more durable items in his hoard for a few minutes, and they were married. And here Kyle was, willingly handing over a piece of his hoard for Hal to keep.

“I…you’re really?...” Hal said weakly. “I can’t possibly…”

“You need it more than me.” Kyle said gently, though Barry could see the tension in his posture.

Hal accepted the notebook with shaking hands.“Thank you.”

“ Take care of it. ” Kyle cautioned. “That book is more precious than your life as far as I’m concerned. I can and will dump you in a supervolcano on the other side of the galaxy if you so much as tear one page.” 

Hal nodded, and the rest of the League audibly choked at what must have sounded like a complete emotional one-eighty to them. Hal and Barry, however, took it as what it actually was- Kyle’s hoarding instinct flaring up harmlessly. It wasn’t like dumping a dragon in a volcano would be any worse than dumping a human into a muddy ditch, assuming they had time to shift.

Barry suddenly remembered the fact that he was wearing both their wedding bracelets. “Do you want this back? I…I understand if you don’t.” He pulled Hal’s bracelet off his wrist and held it out.

Hal snatched the bracelet out of Barry’s hand. “Of course I want it back! Why would you think I wouldn’t?”

“I…I didn’t do much to help. I had no idea what to say, what to do. Kyle did so much more-”

“Shut up and kiss me, you idiot.” Hal said.

Barry kissed him. In the background, the League burst into utter chaos.

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“Barry, you’re married, what the fuck!” Oliver shouts.

“I- what…uh…what?” Clark splutters.

“Do you not already have a wife?” Diana asks, tone disapproving.

Zatanna gapes like a fish. “Uh…”

Barry pulls away from Hal reluctantly, tucking the other dragon against his chest. “Yes, I am married. Why do you care?”

“Because you’re cheating on your wife?! ” Oliver asks, voice nearly a shriek.

Barry blinks in confusion. “No?”

“Then what was that just now?! Because it sure looked like cheating!”

“Me kissing my husband who just went through two incredibly traumatic events?”

“Your…husband?” 

“If you ask the US government, we’re just besties. If you ask the Green Lantern Corps or the inhabitants of like fifty different planets, we’ve been married for years.” 

“Well…we’re happy for you?” Zatanna offers after a drawn-out pause, accompanied by exuberant nods from the rest of the Justice League.

Hal shifts into dragon form, dragging Barry onto the floor by accident. <Did I hurt you?>

“I’m fine, don’t worry.” Barry reassures him.

Hal leans down and bumps the side of his snout against Barry’s cheek- the closest equivalent of a kiss possible in dragon form. Barry bumps back and breathes in the scent of Hal’s scales- both the lavender-mint-crushed-grass of his magical aura and the physical scents of stone dust and alien blood.

“Could you not have waited until we got home?” Kyle groans.

<No.> Hal chirps. <We’re having family cuddles. C’mon, creative-fierce-sentinel-my-child.>

Hal flops onto the ground on his side. Barry obligingly tucks himself under Hal’s wing and against his belly, Kyle slipping into the gap between his forelegs and chest.

Hal cranes his neck down and starts preening Kyle’s hair with his teeth, his tail moving to wrap around Barry and press the three of them closer together. 

<Moooom! I’m not a hatchling!> Kyle whines, blushing faintly.

<You’ll always be our hatchling, even when you’re old enough that you can’t shift indoors anymore.> Barry’s words only cause Kyle to blush harder- enough to be visible to the League.

Oliver wolf-whistles. “Wow, Kyle too? You’re basically collecting Green Lanterns at this point, Flash.”

It takes Kyle a few seconds to process the implications of Oliver’s statement. “No. Just…no. He’s my dad. Ewwwwww.”

“He’s your son?! ” Clark and Oliver yelp in unison.

Diana glances between Barry and Kyle, obviously comparing their faces. “I can see it.”

“Who’s Kyle’s mother?” Zatanna asks.

Hal glances up. “Me.”

“ How?! ”

“Shapeshifter, remember?” Hal sighs. “I’m 100% human as far as anatomy’s concerned in human form.”

“That still doesn’t change the fact that you’re both male!”

“Shape. Shifter. Gender’s mostly irrelevant when you can pick and choose which traits you want expressed. I’m only male right now because women get harassed and patronized and it’s unnecessarily exhausting to deal with it when I can just…not.” 

Barry smiles and runs a hand over the underside of Hal’s wings. “And it’s not like I care, anyway.” 

Earth’s Heroes @JusticeLeagueOfficial ✓

For everyone asking #whereisgreenlantern, he’s fine.

[Image: A photo of Green Lantern lying on a couch in the Watchtower in Flash’s lap, eyes closed as Flash strokes his hair.]

dance til ya drop @DanceMafioso

@JusticeLeagueOfficial And once again, we all wonder- what exactly is Green Lantern and Flash’s relationship? Because we’ve never gotten an actual answer.

fastest man alive @CentralFlashOfficial ✓

@DanceMafioso We’re just friends. Just ignore the kissing, the dates on alien planets, the sex, the rings, the wedding and the random knickknacks he brings from space. That’s all *totally platonic*, I assure you. We’re absolutely not married on fifty-seven separate planets.

Skylar(he/him) @skysthelimit

@FlashOfficial Wait, our wild speculation of #FlashLantern turned out to be real?!

fastest man alive @CentralFlashOfficial ✓

@skysthelimit I wouldn’t say it’s wild speculation…

[Video: A news helicopter video of Flash catching Green Lantern as he’s knocked out of the air by an alien projectile.

Flash asks something softly that isn’t picked up by the cameras.

After replying, Green Lantern turns his head and bumps his cheek against Flash’s jaw. It’s not very obvious what exactly he’s doing due to the distance, but a little red circle highlights the movement.]

yip yip @lorithefox

@FlashOfficial Why are you telling us this now? (Not a demand, just a polite request for information, feel free not to answer)

fastest man alive @CentralFlashOfficial ✓

@lorithefox It’s not that we’re ashamed or anything, it’s that we have professionalism and no one really needs to know for us to do our jobs. Then someone pointed out that LGBTQ representation in the hero community would be nice for a lot of people. So now we’re telling you.

coffee is my goddess @sleeplessinphiladelphia

@FlashOfficial Why are space knickknacks higher on the list of romantic gestures than everything else?

fastest man alive @CentralFlashOfficial ✓

@sleeplessinphiladelphia

[Video: On Watchtower security camera footage, Green Lantern hands Flash a small dagger made entirely of some kind of pale green crystal, with an elaborate pattern of runes inlaid in red crystal on the blade and hilt.

Flash glances down at the blade. “Is this kryptonite?”

“Yep. Oh, and I got you a bottle of Thuvian sun elixir.”

Flash gapes as Green Lantern holds out a reinforced clear plastic flask full of faintly shimmering golden liquid. “You…you what?! You do know-”

"That they only make seven bottles once every twelve years? Yes.” 

“Do you have any more gifts that you probably had to kill royalty for?”

“Even better- I have stuff I actually killed royalty for!” Green Lantern holds out a necklace made of gold and elaborately carved beads made from various opaque gems. “This is the former crown princess of Chiveria’s life-pendant. The new crown princess insisted on giving it to me as a trophy and I have absolutely no use for it myself.”

“I…(---)...(---), what the fuck?! I love it, but (---) what the fuck?!” Flash sputters.]

coffee is my goddess @sleeplessinphiladelphia

@FlashOfficial Ah. I see. He’s just *extra* extra with the space knickknacks.