(IRIS is sitting up in bed, wearing a shirt of BARRY’s and panties, engrossed in what she’s doing on her tablet. When BARRY speeds in, she doesn’t look up, instead furrowing her brow in concentration.)
BARRY (surprised): What are you doing up? It’s two in the morning.
IRIS (still not looking up from her tablet): Just working on a new training simulation for you. I made it for Wally, but I figured I’d have to make some adjustments because you’re running faster than him.
BARRY (getting into bed next to her): It can’t wait till later?
IRIS (sighing): Fine.
(She puts her tablet on the bedside locker and gets under the covers. BARRY does the same.)
BARRY (softly): Hey. You okay?
IRIS: Yeah. I just…
IRIS: I didn’t think I’d ever sleep in this bed again.
BARRY (pleading): Iris, talk to me. Something’s wrong. I can tell.
IRIS: Bear, you’ve just got back. I don’t want -
BARRY: You think, in all the years we’ve known each other, I’ve ever been able to sleep at night when I knew you were mad at me?
IRIS: …look. I love you. With - everything in me. I always have. And I can’t think of anything I want more than a future with you - a home, a white picket fence, a cat, God, even the diapers. Especially the diapers.
BARRY (raising his eyebrows): Diapers? Uh, is there… something you’ve got to tell me?
(Don’t worry, no spoilers; and sorry, no pictures except the one here)
We were incredibly lucky to have Jack doing a show that was basically “in our backyard” (less than one mile from our campus), and to also have the privilege of attending his second show of his first tour. It was so surreal; I’m not even sure how to articulate just how amazing it was.
The messages throughout the show were beautifully integrated, and to say the energy was incredible would be a complete understatement. My friend and I wholeheartedly laughed and cheered from start to finish (on the exception of some emotional moments).
To any future show-goers: you are in for a real treat!
Jack, you wonderful human-being, were fantastic. We had an absolute blast this evening, and hopefully you did too. I sincerely hope you enjoyed your stay in Minneapolis and that the rest of your tour endeavors go well!
the year is 2018. someone, probably a new homestuck lured in from hiveswap, decides to see what happened last 6/12 after just discovering it was a thing to be celebrated. they see that one post that’s a 6/12 timeline and think, wait, 2017 isn’t on here. why? little did they know, we don’t talk about 2017’s 6/12. it’s a shameful thing to even think about. they discover that all memories of 6/12/17 have been deleted, except one post simply titled “your ad here: $700.20”.