"God dammit, Boomerang- not again!" Captain Cold shouted, diving for the deck to keep form having his head taken off by the imbecilic boomerang. Why did he even need a boomerang to get into the bank anyway? Why in the fucking world did he want it to come back?! And what had he been planning to do when it did?!
And that wasn't the worst of it. The Baby Flash had shown up to ruin the party- but Cold wasn't about to let a toddler come between them and that hefty bank roll (still safely inside the bank).
"Chill, kid!" He shouted, spraying the ground with ice to keep him from getting up a lot of speed, given the lack of friction. Then again, he hadn't really planned for the fact that he was really the only one wearing boots equipped for ice...