Plastic Man didn't quite count on suddenly having to get [i]into[/i] the White House instead of just showing up in the Oval Office like a confused tourist who's about to get tackled by security. 'And here I am without a camera...' Plastic Man thought to himself as he was with the group. Bumrushing the guard with giant hands turned mallets and maces. Finally he leapt up onto the chest of one. Using a hand very thinly stretched into a incredibly small opening Plastic Man got swung around pulling and tugging on the cyborg's inside parts. "Stop squirming this is an examination its science and crap!" Plastic Man called out, his voice swaying with his body's flowing motion. Finally feeling something important Plastic Man pulled hard. The cyborg officer's body suddenly no longer operational. "Yeah there's your problem..." Plastic Man noted as he slipped his hand out, noting the weird looking... he could only assume oil maybe? "Eww...." Looking around Plastic Man finally just wiped his hand non-gracefully on a nearby wall, just under a portrait of Andrew Jackson. 

Even in all the chaos though Plastic Man knew he would be better off letting the others handle all the forces trying to stop them and getting to Flash to help with the president lady. While the battle went on Plastic Man slipped ahead, quietly sneaking through and avoiding any attention to himself. Either flattening himself against something to stay out of sight, or sneaking through smaller areas like a red and pinkish looking snake thing. Finally he was able to catch up to Flash but immediately had to stop himself. "Holy crap president lady is hot...." Plastic Man blurted aloud having stopped next to the older superhero brothern. "Okay I know we're here to stop you and all, but lady you have got a SWEET pair... just saying."