Red lightning trailed Thawne as he ran through the streets looking for people to bother. Finally being back he had plenty of pestering to do.

Thawne casually sped through the streets of central city racking up posters for the ‘I hate the flash’ club.

“Far too many flash supporters around here these days. Where are the people who share my mindset? I need a team as well.”

“I’ll take what I can get. Welcome to the team.”

“Thinking about starting a team.” He took a pause for dramatic effect. “Team Reverse Flash.”

His face was just a shocked look. “And team /arrow/ is what?”

“It’s much better. It’s the reverse.”

“Team Reverse Flash currently consists of me. That’s it. For /now/.”

“Not the opposite.. the /reverse/.” As smart as he was he was choosing to ignore that it may have been the same thing.

“If it had been up to you I’m sure it would’ve been even worse.” A smug look returned to his face.

“You need to be more careful with who you choose to team with. We always have room on team Reverse Flash.” He said make a presenting gesture with his hands.

#SpeedsterSunday Right?

“I figure you’d want to be on the /winning/ team.”

“Look at me.” He said before gesturing to himself. “Do I look like a loser to you?”

“You have the opportunity of a lifetime here to join my team and you aren’t interested?”

“As far as villains go I haven’t seen nearly enough around here.”

“Your life.” Thawne sad with a calm tone as he looked at her.

Casually throwing toilet paper all over Barry’s house at super speed.

“Yes it is. Anyone who chooses not to be with me will be against me.”

“I’ll spend this holiday the only way I know how. Planning all my different ways to kill The Flash.”