#since Flash has acess to Star Labs Fries finally saves Nora with his help

[just-an-enby-lemon]

Mr. Freeze: *quietly working on his lab*

Captain Cold: *visiting Gotham* Sup?

Mr. Freeze: I'm not accepting visitors right now *points to his test tubes* , indeed I'm quite busy so with all do respect leave.

Captain Cold: No way, budy. I came to this trash smelling hell spawn of a city just so I could get real with u. So listen up.

Mr. Freeze: For the last time, Leonard, I don't care about wich of us can produce the lowest temperatures. I'm not interested in, as you say, "an epic ice showdown" be it a dispute or a team up. Now would you please just let me work?

Captain Cold: You got me wrong, buddy, I'm here to talk about your wife.

Mr. Freeze: *almost droppes one of the beakers* Oh?

Captain Cold: You see, since you told your black furry all 'bout your sob story, it kindda became news on the superhero comunity. Problem is now the Flash got all this ideas that since we are similar I must have a secretly frozen sick relative or some type of sob story and he keeps trying to help me with it?

Mr. Freeze: I can't see why that's my problem.

Captain Cold: It is your problem cause I don't have any. I just like money and freezing things. Look Flash is a cool guy and while he makes me lose some money, it's still nice to fight with him, eh. He is a good pal. Basicaly a friend. And I'm sure he has the best intentions but it's fucking annoying.

Mr. Freeze: Snart, I don't know how many times I will have to tell you that, but we aren't friends. I don't care about your Flash problem. Go vent to Boomerang or some other of your guys back at Star City, I don't care.

Captain Cold: You don't understand, Vic. If you didn't had your dead wife sob story I would be fine. It's your fault for being miserable.

Mr. Freeze: Excuse me??! Let me get this clear. You came all this way to complain that the biggest tragedy of my life is mildly incoveniencing you?

Captain Cold: I actually wanted an apology.

Mr. Freeze: *sarcastically* Oh, I'm sorry that my depression over my terminally ill wife has annoyed you.

Captain Cold: You're forgiven. Though I will have to ask for compensation.

Mr. Freeze: *talking to himself* calm down, Victor, you are better than that, no murder unless it helps Nora.

Captain Cold: So about the compensation.

Mr. Freeze: Oh my god!! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?