"Aww, that sounds like a cute play date. Maybe they build clay dinosaurs and had nap time together." Mick mocked as he shoved a load of waffled into their cart. They always made such a good snack. He looked up at the suggestion and was about to protest about the brands they sold here when Leonard paused, staring at something. He followed his partner's line of sight and there was Cisco Ramon, previously studying the back of the cereal packet to learn about the free toy inside, now staring at them in horror. "Hey kid."
"You should get that one, they always have the best toys." They were in the corner of the grocery store and there weren't exactly many places to run to. Leonard turned the cart so it blocked of the path and stepped up to Cisco with a smile, casually drawing his gun. Not the cold one, but still effective. "All alone?" Definitely looked like it. Now that was just good luck.
Cisco very slowly nodded his head. Caitlin was at home trying to talk Barry into more physical therapy, Stein was trying to get supplies from Mercury labs again and still no sign of Wells. Cisco just wanted some cereal. Mick grunted at the order and nodded his head, moving past Cisco as he did so and ruffling the kids hair in a mocking fashion. "Hang tight, kiddo. Gotta secure our evening plans first."
Cisco gulped. This was weird and scary and he so didn't want to be here. "I--erm, come on, no. Don't do this. I just wanted cereal and milk."
"You can still get that. Pick up the box, I'll pay. I'm guessing I make more than you do." Took more, but same difference. Leonard smiled and waited for Cisco to get the box, calling out to Mick. "Mick, get milk!" He didn't wait for a response, more interested in talking to Cisco. "I've been looking for you. Didn't you hear? I was sure someone would tell you eventually."
Cisco picked up the box like it'd somehow react and hurt him, clutching it close once it was off the floor and flinching at the yell. "I'm not going to do it. I'm not going to m--"
Before Cisco could finish, Mick yelled over him with. "What kind of milk?! Normal or that organic bullshit?!" Yes, they were just casually yelling across aisles, not their first time. They'd been shopping together for years now, they had a system. A system of yelling.
"Organic!" Leonard shrugged as he looked at Cisco. "I don't care. Supposed to be better, my sister goes on and on about it."
Such was Lisa. At least better than back when she'd been little, watched that creepy movie about the rain forest with Tim Curry being gay pollution and made Leonard promise that he'd do what he could to keep the rain forest safe. Buying organic milk was a lot easier to do.
Mick came back with condoms and organic milk, dropping both into the cart before putting an arm around Cisco. "Take a walk with us, kiddo." And with that, he started moving, his fingers twisted into Cisco's jacket. Moving away from Mick was going to be hard, he was looking to let go any time soon. "We still need to buy booze, eggs, that trashy mag Lisa likes and gummy worms."
They were not ditching their shopping just to steal this kid. Or so Mick hoped anyway. Cisco was moving with them but he was edgy and unsettled, clearly waiting for his chance to run.
"Thought we'd stocked up enough on booze." Whatever. Leonard kept his hands on the cart and let Mick take care of Cisco, picking up some eggs when they walked past the refrigerated section. "Magazines and your gummy stuff are by the cashiers, so we just need booze first. Anything else you want, kid?"
Hey, might as well ask Cisco if he wanted anything else. "See, this is why I prefer this to online shopping. One trip, pick up all I want. Even you."
"Booze is hard to come by these days, I horde whatever I can get." This place occasionally managed to get some kind of booze and Mick always nabbed it. Given this was the only store really working in Central, they were the go-to for most supplies like this. Mick grabbed the only remaining six back on the shelf, growling at the other person trying to get it and watching them scamper.
Cisco slowly shook his head. Nope, he didn't want anything but to run. Maybe he could throw his cereal box at Leonard and while he was distracted, run to cover and call Barry. That was his best plan.
"We got a couple bottles vodka in the freezer still, last I checked." Beer was running low by comparison though, he could admit that. Mick drank a lot of it. Leonard watched Cisco with amusement as he steered them toward the cashier. "Good, good. So how have you been these past few days? It's so hard to track you down. I almost know more about the Flash than you. Almost."
Impossible. Leonard Snart knew nothing about the Flash. He didn't know his name, he didn't know where he was or how hurt he was. At least Barry was making progress, since that whole mess with Piper, he'd been back to training. It wasn't great but it was getting somewhere. "I've been fine." Cisco gritted out, clearly frustrated. "Look, I'm not going to do anything for you so this whole thing, it's pointless. It's not gonna happen. It's just--"
"Oooh two for one on gummy worms." Mick interrupted, clearly not caring what Cisco had to say as he dumped more gummy worms into the shopping cart.
"You'll clog up your stomach with that stuff," Leonard pointed out casually, then, in the same tone, he turned to Cisco and tilted his head to the side, "If nothing else, I'll get to hurt you. That's always fun."
With that unsettling statement he pushed forward to the cashier and got his wallet out, eyeing their purchases. They really were doing something for the economy here.
"You're such a good boy." Mick mocked playfully as he opened his pack of gummy worms and slowly began to consume them. He watched the scared nerd as he seemed to debate what to do and Mick was ready for it. As soon as Cisco made a move to attack Leonard and make his break, Mick stepped in and shoved him back, grabbing the front of his shirt. "Watch it."
"Thanks, Mick. You're my hero." Leonard said it drily, but he did flash him a smile and then looked at Cisco a little longer while his shopping was scanned. "You don't behave, you can ride in the trunk." And he doubted he'd enjoy that. Besides, he didn't want to have to pack all their groceries on the backseat, seemed messy. "Just get him to the car, Mick, I'll be there in a sec."
"He didn't pay for his cereal." Mick took the box from Cisco and passed it to Leonard. What? They were being good boys. Pro the economy and all that bullshit. Cisco swallowed hard in fear but he knew he didn't stand much of a chance. Right now. And he only tried one more escape on the way to the car before Mick pretty much threw him in the back seat and put the child locks on. Huh. Snart was right. One day child locks would come in handy.
Leonard paid for their shopping before heading outside with the cart, so they could put it all in the trunk. He simply let the cart wheel away then, knocking on the window on his way to the passenger seat, just to freak Cisco out. It worked. He got in once Mick unlocked and put on his seatbelt, turning around to look at Cisco. "Buckle in." Some rules weren't meant to be broken.
Cisco glared darkly but he did what he was told to do. He was so freaked out, he'd already texted everyone with a vague keysmash that he hoped would tip them off he was in trouble and he didn't exactly plan to do anything for them. He sulked a little and crossed his arms. Mick turned on the radio and started up, not paying much mind to speed limits. No cops, the roads were trashed, who even cared "When we get our weapons back, we'll rule this city."
"I'm not making any weapons." Cisco interjected. Just because.
"We already got them almost ready. Just need your finishing touch or Mick is going to suggest I throw ice cubes at people again." Which had notably resulted in Mick getting a black eye at least, so it wasn't as if that suggestion was entirely useless. At least when he was pissed enough. "It'd be in your favour, really. You like this city, don't you? No one likes Central as much as we do. It's my city. I'm good to it."
"Ice cubes hurt." And hell, he could always make himself a flamethrower, not to that degree but it wasn't hard, how the hell was he supposed to make an ice something? All he knew was how to make ice cubes and an ice cube dispenser seemed like a good idea.
"I'm not making you two weapons." They were murderers, they killed people, hurt people, robed and destroyed. He loved this city and he trusted the Flash to fix it, to save it, not these two crooks. "Not again, I learned my lesson. I won't do it."
"Taught you to make fun of me." Mick was very amused by his ice cube suggestion, until Leonard actually made use of it, against Mick. It had been a fun day, on the whole, if not exactly supervillain material. "Also, don't be so stubborn. I don't actually enjoy torture. Puts me in a bad mood. Which you'd think would help, but nah. Just drags it out."
"I like it, I'll do it for you. I can burn his skin off slowly. We'll start with the fingers and build up." Mick was very happy to torture, he did enjoy a bit of old torture and as stubborn and determined as Cisco seemed to be right now, he was sure the kid would crack. He was soft and not used to rough treatment. He was a puppy that had never been kicked.
Cisco slowly slid down in his seat, his heart racing. "I won't help you. Ever."
"Not the fingers. He needs them for his work. But sure, sounds good." Leonard watched Cisco and almost felt sorry for him. luckily he was great at compartmentalising. "So, the Flash is injured, but still had time to go chat with Piper. Why's that? Seems like bias to me. I thought we had a special bond."
"Fine. Feet. Like to see him run away if his soles are seared." Mick's laughter was cruel and Cisco felt his stomach sink at the idea. How did he even get himself in this situation. Kidnapped by two psychos after guns and one of them was complaining about the Flash not seeing them. This was so ridic, it was unreal.
"He had to go see Piper, it wasn't an option." He paused before adding. "He's not injured either. And besides, what makes you think he wants to see you?"
"I know he wants to see me. He just needs some encouragement sometimes. You'd be encouragement." Leonard may have some issues, but lacking self-worth really wasn't it. He knew that he could make himself matter to the Flash, any time. "Anyway. We could just pretend to have been awful to you and you do what we want for us. We won't tell and you won't get hurt."
"No." Cisco would never betray Barry, he was his best friend and he'd done everything for him. He never wanted to be the person who gave away his identity. Or armed his arch nemesis. Hell, that expression Barry had when he found out Cisco made the guns the first time? He didn't ever want to see that expression. "I'm not giving you anything you want."
"What if we said we didn't want the guns, would you give us them then?" Mick suggested curiously.
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Cisco dropped the cereal box and backed up. Shit.
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"Get those condoms, Mick."
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Cisco gulped. This was weird and scary and he so didn't want to be here. "I--erm, come on, no. Don't do this. I just wanted cereal and milk."
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Before Cisco could finish, Mick yelled over him with. "What kind of milk?! Normal or that organic bullshit?!" Yes, they were just casually yelling across aisles, not their first time. They'd been shopping together for years now, they had a system. A system of yelling.
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Such was Lisa. At least better than back when she'd been little, watched that creepy movie about the rain forest with Tim Curry being gay pollution and made Leonard promise that he'd do what he could to keep the rain forest safe. Buying organic milk was a lot easier to do.
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They were not ditching their shopping just to steal this kid. Or so Mick hoped anyway. Cisco was moving with them but he was edgy and unsettled, clearly waiting for his chance to run.
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Hey, might as well ask Cisco if he wanted anything else. "See, this is why I prefer this to online shopping. One trip, pick up all I want. Even you."
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Cisco slowly shook his head. Nope, he didn't want anything but to run. Maybe he could throw his cereal box at Leonard and while he was distracted, run to cover and call Barry. That was his best plan.
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"Oooh two for one on gummy worms." Mick interrupted, clearly not caring what Cisco had to say as he dumped more gummy worms into the shopping cart.
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With that unsettling statement he pushed forward to the cashier and got his wallet out, eyeing their purchases. They really were doing something for the economy here.
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No one threw a box of cereal at his boss. No one.
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"I'm not making any weapons." Cisco interjected. Just because.
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"I'm not making you two weapons." They were murderers, they killed people, hurt people, robed and destroyed. He loved this city and he trusted the Flash to fix it, to save it, not these two crooks. "Not again, I learned my lesson. I won't do it."
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Cisco slowly slid down in his seat, his heart racing. "I won't help you. Ever."
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"He had to go see Piper, it wasn't an option." He paused before adding. "He's not injured either. And besides, what makes you think he wants to see you?"
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"What if we said we didn't want the guns, would you give us them then?" Mick suggested curiously.
"Wha-- no! Still no."
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