𝐉𝐎𝐋𝐓 - caitlin snow

31. Frost Introduces Herself

"Well, here you are. Okay, are you ready for the ladies' nights to end all ladies' nights?" Felicity, Iris, and Anna entered where Caitlin was sitting.

"And by that, she means a quiet, low-key dinner at a very classy restaurant."

"Yeah. That's exactly what I mean. Super low-key, super quiet... Do you want a pink or a blue feather boa?" Felicity held up both.

"Actually, Iris, if it's okay, I don't think I'm gonna make it tonight. I'm just not feeling up to it."

"What? Aww. Are you feeling okay?" Iris asked.

"No, I'm fine, I just... Sometimes life catches up with you, you know?" Caitlin sighed.

"It's 'cause you're not wearing the tiara. Put on the tiara. Everything will change." Felicity placed the plastic tiara on Iris's head.

"Oh! Wearing the tiara, thank you." Iris smiled.

"You're welcome."

"Caitlin, please, come on, we work together every day and we never get to do a dinner just us girls. You have to come." Iris begged.

"Babe, come on." Anna gave her a sad face.

"She's right. Just one dinner, please?" Felicity pleaded.

Caitlin sighed. "Wouldn't miss it."

"So fancy. A toast to the future Mrs. Allen." Felicity said as they rose their champagne glasses.

"West-Allen."

"West-Allen. Although your life with Barry may be fast-paced, I hope you guys take the time to enjoy the special moments."

"Aww, thank you guys for coming. It really means a lot. Cheers." Iris clinked their glasses.

"Well, all right, who wants my champagne? Craziest thing I get to do tonight is order two desserts." Cecile joked.

"I'll take it." Caitlin took it and gulped it down.

"That's right. Iris told me you were pregnant. How's that going?" Felicity asked Cecile.

"Yeah, it's g... it's good. I mean, it wasn't exactly part of my plan, but I just could not be happier." Cecile admitted.

"Oh, yeah, how is everything with Oliver and William?" Iris asked Felicity.

"Do I hear wedding bells ringing in your future?" Cecile questioned.

"Oh, no, the last time we did anything that resembled a wedding, Oliver got shot with an arrow, so..." Felicity trailed off as a man approched them. "Uh, did you girls order a stripper? Why didn't you tell me? I would've brought all my singles. Girl, you into some freaky stuff."

"Amunet wants you." The man growled.

"Uh, Caitlin, do you know him?" Iris questioned.

"You need to come with me." The man growled at Caitlin again.

"I'm not going anywhere with you." Caitlin refused.

"Please tell me that this is just part of his act."

"If it is, it's taking too long. Take it off!" Felicity snapped. The man leaned forwards, and his eye landed in one of the bottles of champange.

"Gross! I meant take off your pants, not your eye!" Felicity yelled. Something crawled out from the mans socket, making the girls screech and move back.

"Oh god." Anna whispered. Caitlin flipped the table over as everyone other than the girls ran out. Felicity slammed his face with a chair. Anna looked around, making sure no one was there, before throwing a lightning pulse at the man, pushing him into a table. Iris hit him multiple times with a plate.