impossible | barry allen

99

"You better watch yourself, Chad. Come at me at the paintball field next time. I'll kick your little a-" Cisco stops himself, when he sees the mother of the kid he was just dissing at, letting out a nervous laugh, "Hey! Mrs. McConnell. How you doing? Chad's a treasure. He really is."

I ran my hands down my shirt, flattening it out as I sat next to Barry. I was dressed in a pair of blue ripped jeans, something obviously normal, more rips in these jeans then usual, and a white sweater, my hair straight and black converse on my feet.

We had just gotten back from playing laser tag, us seated outside at a picnic table, Joe bringing us our orders, "Pretzel for Caitlin. Corn dog for Iris, two franks for Cisco-"

"Yes, thank you." Cisco takes it his food.

"Large fry for Zee, and three burgers, five churros, and six funnel cakes for Barry." Joe places the food in front of us.

"Look at all of this junk." Cecile sat down with Joe, apologizing to everyone, as Barry placed his hand on my thigh under the table, biting his churro, as I blew on a fry, propping it into my mouth, "Guys, I'm really sorry. If the pipes in the house weren't making this weird, annoying sound, I would have just actually had you all over for dinner."

"Squeaky pipes at the West house-" Barry looks at me.

"What a surprise." I laugh softly, folding my arm, leaning it against Barry's shoulder.

"Really? You're familiar with this sound?" questioned Cecile.

"You mean the-" Iris starts to mimic the sound, earning a small laugh from me.

"Yeah-" Cecile nods.

"It's been doing that for- 18 years?" Barry estimates, taking a bite of his burger.

"Every house has a personality, Iris." Joe states, "Just likes to be heard."

I wrap my arms around Barry's forearms, laying my chin on his shoulder, looking at the funnel cake he was eating, his eyes landing on me, "I'm guessing you want a bite of my cake?"

"Yes." I simply told him, a innocent smile on my face, tilting my head to side so I could look at his face better.

The sound of someone snapping a picture catches my attention, my eyes snapping up and landing on Iris West, who had her phone held up, "This picture needs to be on the Save the Date cards."

Barry feeds me a bite of the funnel cake with his fork, "Send it to me. I will make it happen."

"When is the wedding anyway?" Cecile questions us right as I swallow the bite I was fed.

"We- haven't decided yet." I tell her, letting go of Barry, returning to my other position where I had my folded arm resting on his shoulder, "But- we will soon."

"We should go dress shopping soon." Caitlin suggests, a smile on her face.

"Oh god-" I laugh quietly, propping another fry in my mouth, "Let's hope the dress doesn't kill me before I get to wear it to the wedding."

My phone buzzes, along with everyone else's, my hands grabbing it, "Breach alert, guys. We gotta go."

-

Barry, Cisco, Caitlin, Iris and I ran into the breach room, the sight greeting us being Harry Wells coming through the breach, Wally standing there, expecting Jesse, due to the bouquet of flowers he held, along with the huge teddy bear.

"Hey, Harry, um, is Jesse not coming?" Wally asks, lightly sighing, "So, um I thought Jesse and I were having date night."

"Yeah, that's what you thought." Harry says with a blank expression, "Let me just- okay- just let me-" Harry hands him some sort of device, Wally setting down the bear and bouquet.