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( BACKDATED TO DEC. 1 )

[ it's evident barry's at the bar — or a bar, given how his phone's sort of sitting on the top of a tipped over bowl that had held peanuts — with a few empty bottles around him. his efforts to get drunk have proven fruitless, but barry allen is determined. ]

So, uh … [ barry looks a little tired, hair a slight mess, but he's not slurring his words. he wishes he was. ] What are you supposed to do when someone leaves? Does time kind of stop? Do rabbit holes appear out of nowhere for people to fall upwards out of?

[ it wasn't really covered in the pamphlet how you're supposed to react when someone just up and disappears. barry's never been good at that. he's tried running and he's almost going to catch a cold with how wet he always is. (his clothes are a little damp from running so fast and him winding up spluttering in the pool.) ]

Iris — Iris West, she went home. [ without him, but that's implied by how his tone drops and then picks up quickly, almost like barry doesn't need to take a breath. ] Can someone bring me a brownie? I kind of ate all the ones I brought with me and all I've got is peanuts. [ he flicks a shell a little too fast, a very brief flash of gold sparking. ] And maybe a broom. I kind of made a mess. Sorry ...

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Brownies or brownies?

[If he actualy bothers looking, Barry might notice that Leonard appears to be on the move. To where, that's the question.]

[ cue a furrow to his brow and the longest repetition, layered in obvious uncertainty, of: ] Brow ... nies?

[ is it clear what barry wants? he may have been accidentally asking for the emphasised brownies. ]

Your high school years must have been really rough.

[Whatever that observation is based on. Probably the overwhelming naivety.

Either way, the feed ends, but it's not long - at least by normal person standard, for a speedster it might be slow - before Leonard walks into the bar, the right bar, because he's familiar enough. He ends up sitting down next to Barry, picking up a peanut shell, placing it on his thumb and flicking it right at the fastest man alive.]

Think fast.

[ in the time it takes for leonard snart to waddle to the tea room, barry's thought up a rebuttal: high school was cool! ]

[ actually, it's not much of a rebuttal. but it's all he can think about when he's stuffing his face with brownies and trying to think of whether or not snart would enjoy the joke of a donut with icing being offered to him. but there's no time to go and collect one — all that thinking and all that eating has made barry incredibly tardy in implementing his plan, and snart's already plopping down beside him. ]

[ — and flicking a peanut shell at him. ]

[ with quick reflexes, he catches it in the open palm of his hand, a look of concentration then surprise on his face. opening his palm, he glances down and notes the peanut shell. ] A peanut shell. Just what I've always wanted.

It's your lucky day.

[Judging by how he immediately flicks another shell, this time without the accompanying warning.

Mature criminal.]

[ rather than catch it, he shifts quickly on his stool in case it comes skyrocketing his way. this is a side to snart he never thought existed — something that's playful and young and oh-so-annoying. ]

[ he looks at snart with annoyance. ] Dude, seriously?

[If he hasn't known that this side of him existed he must have hit his head a lot, since Leonard can't remember showing him any other side willingly.

But then, some sensitive heroes might not feel that heists and crime and deliberately putting salt down sideways - so there - are as playful as they are to Leonard. Playing supervillain is fun. He even thinks playing hero (legend) is fun as well.]

Just making your dreams come true, Barry. Are you old enough to drink?

[He knows how old he is, but hey.]

I think you're asking the wrong question, Snart.

[ it isn't always about age! perhaps if snart were to ask this after he's concluded barry allen is twelve, he'd bite back with reminding him with unintentional bitterness in his voice that he is old enough. but it's neither here nor there; this must be snart's own way of dadding him. barry's beginning to realise he's definitely seen as a young one these days, and sometimes he wonders if that's tied into someone's perception of him as being a little childish — or incredibly hopeless. ]

[ case in point: shoving brownies into his mouth. then again, he can't exactly drink. ]

Can I drink? Where the answer is probably no.

Can't get drunk, huh? That's rough.

[He pats himself down and then pulls a box out of his inside pocket.

He puts it down on the counter and even opens it for him. This, too, is filled with brownies.

However, these are special.]

Here, picked them out just for you.

[Worth a try.]

[ is that gratitude he feels toward snart? sometimes he doesn't know who he is anymore, especially when he has positive feelings toward someone who's tried to ice him much like austin powers in that one movie. he eyes them. ]

Are they cold?

[ because, you know. snart's captain cold. ]

[He looks at Barry and raises an eyebrow, tilting his head to the side a little. He's not quite that theme-confined, luckily.]

No.

[However.]

I can ice them down for you, if you want.

[ he deflates, sagging into his chair, and mumbles, ] Disappointing. You're supposed to be the captain.

[ he reaches for a brownie and places it in his mouth, as if to prevent himself from saying anything more. ] No thanks. They're pretty good as they are. [ and before he's even finished eating that one, he's eying another. ] Gonna eat that?

Captain in a super-villain sense, not captain of a cereal. I ain't dedicated enough to put frosting on everything.

[Not that he'd not make a great cereal mascot. He considers Barry's question, more as a tease then because he's actually thinking about it.]

You go ahead, Barry. You're a growing boy.

[ with the brownie in his mouth, ] If you were a super-villain, you wouldn't have let me eat that. [ he shakes his head, and takes some time to eat that brownie. he's mulling over all the ways leonard snart postures as being a super-villain, but isn't. ] And you would've given me poisonous brownies. And frosting. You might be evil because there's no frosting. Who doesn't have frosting?

[Leonard just hums vaguely, offering a shrug.] Anti-villain, then. [He's not that peculiar about that. All a game and he plays as he wants and when things get serious, he continues to do what he wants. He's not after being a hero and typically being a villain seems like more fun.]

I'm just giving you what the closet provided. If I'd made them myself, they'd be fifty percent frosting.

For real?

[ fifty percent frosting? barry could definitely go for that right now. a sugar high is the best sort of high, even though the crash is going to be like being thrown off the tallest building and not being able to break his own fall. ]

[ been there. sort of. does running into wonderland's magical barrier and somehow falling from the ceiling of the pool's room count? ]

You know how to bake?

Sure. Brownies ain't exactly difficult.

[Not something he readily advertises, since 'makes great chocolate icing' doesn't carry the same clout as 'will ice you' in his circles and also not something he actually still does, but as he's said, ain't exactly difficult.]

Wasn't anyone else gonna bake me brownies.

If you ever bake any, I'll taste test them for you.

[ since barry will never, ever deny free food. and since they're speaking like they're not supposed to be enemies? he figures he'll take advantage, see how long it takes until snart threatens him with something that sounds like he'd back it up with action but would probably let it rest. ]

[ he takes another brownie, because they do taste really nice, and he figures he might as well. snart's offered; this is an olive branch that won't exist outside of their little bubble where no one can witness captain cold being nice to the flash. ]

I've got a lot of free time now. And I know what makes a good brownie. I've been a part of the official Brownie Police since I was like twelve.

Sure. Don't expect the urge to hit any time soon, but I'll let you know.

[This place is giving them free food and Leonard's not exactly a passionate baker, so he believes the temptation to bake won't rise. Pun intended.

Whatever. Time to talk, maybe.]

She's doing well back in Central, yeah? You got no need to worry about her there?

[ it's a lot easier to talk about snart's non-existent passion for baking than it is to speak of iris west. she's one of his favourite people, one of his favourite topics, but he finds he doesn't quite hold all the answers he should in his hands. being the team captain means he should know all the plays and all the players, and yet, he doesn't know where she stands. and it all comes down to what he knows he's in the middle of doing, even if he's determined to crawl back up that rabbit hole and stop himself. ]

[ after finishing the brownie, he rubs his hand over his face. ] Yeah. She's busy changing the world, one article at a time. [ any tension he may feel disappears, as his voice grows warm. he looks to snart, ] It's kind of sad you're not there. She could really do with a few reasons to practice her pun game. "Captain Cold, melting hearts like ice caps" or something a little more ... you know ... better.

Yeah, I really think she's a bit over that league, writing-wise. I read a lot of her stuff. She ain't bad. [Pretty good actually, as he's discussed with Iris in person a couple of time.]

Don't worry about it, Barry. She's gonna be fine, wherever she's at. You'll see her again when you get back or maybe she'll come here.

[ barry's eyes don't narrow, but a part of him doesn't quite latch onto that optimism. coming from snart, he's not too sure how to take it. the man's an icicle, someone who seems to like going about life as though he has no emotion. ]

[ he has a feeling if the shoe was on the other foot (and perhaps it is, given the nature of how his life has panned out), snart would hope for lisa to appear in wonderland, if only to see her one last time. ]

[ still, he feels compelled to ask: ] You really believe that?

I believe she's the hero of the story, so to say. Wouldn't work for her to die in the first act.

[Not that he can know anything for sure, obviously. But there's no reason to assume that Iris would be in any danger, based on what Barry told him.]

I'm not saying you can't miss her. Just don't mourn her.

[ snart has a point, even though barry thinks there's reason to mourn her. he doesn't know if the same iris will still be there when he's out of wonderland. if he isn't fast enough to stop himself from doing what he's set out to do, he may end up in a world where there isn't an iris at all. ]

[ but that's worse case scenario. barry allen likes to work with best, especially when it gives him a bouquet of hope. ]

[ looking down, he thinks for a moment. what snart's said feels as though it can apply to something else, which isn't exactly the elephant in the room. ] Is that what you think happened to you? [ he looks up at him then. ] You died in the first act?

Hm? Nah. I got the big finale, for sure. Defeating destiny? Going out on a good line? Saving a friend? That's gotta be worth of a bookend.

[No, he's not really having any doubts about that. Not even about whether he died for a good cause.]

I ain't a hero, Barry. But I'm a legend.

Edited (title drop) 2017-03-28 21:44 (UTC)

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