*To make things go faster we decided to switch places. It would take way too long at the rate I was going. Me. Slow. Who'd a thunk? Anyway with the good use of both our powers, we managed to make it into this nifty headband.*
Flash-"Miniaturized communication technology. Anywhere, any time, any dimension...You know we could make zillions off of this."
Atom-"Always money with you Flash isn't it?"
Flash-"No!...Well...Not always."
Atom-"If you're done fooling around with that thing, we have a little green friend who needs our help."
*I take him to one of our many fancy, high tech, high security storage rooms and towards the cosmic treadmill itself.*
Atom-"Big room for a treadmill."
Flash-"Hey, you can never be too sure what'll happen. It could go nuclear."
Atom-"That thing has nuclear technology?"
Flash-"No...To tell you the truth we don't know what it's made of or how it works. It's just is what it is and it does what it does."
Atom-"Ah. I might take the time to study this later. Put on the band, I'll go set it up on the monitor."
Flash-"Right-O. :whistles:"
Atom-"Done."
Flash-"That was fast."
Atom-"Hey, I'm a genius remember? You do your thing, I'll do mine."
Flash-"Gotcha. See ya in 5 seconds.

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*And with that I run through the treadmill so fast it creates a portal with a loud BOOM which closes as quickly as I enter.*
*Hmm. Home sweet home...Could use a change of scenery though. The bright reds and yellows get old quick. Now, I've got a martian to find.*