Wally knew with his speed, and his brain, he could run and fix the apartment building's power before any truck or technician's could get here.

Yet, what would be the fun in that? Plus - this is the only time he's had a practical reason to do this.

Wally was giddy about it. He felt like he was about to prove his overly expensive purchase was totally worth it, especially as you curled up on the couch and watched him pull it out of its case.

"I told you, babe, told you we needed one."

Wally grinned, swinging it for dramatic effect before he clicked it on. A lightsaber. A two hundred dollar lightsaber he had bought a week into you two moving into this apartment, that you had fussed at him about being way to expensive.

The green glow of the Lightsaber illuminated the dark apartment, outshining the candles you two had lit. Wally ginned, pointing it at you before swinging it again, the machine making the infamous whirring noise from the movies.

"Come on, I'm brillaint, right babe?"