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Caffeine Fix
Things are finally starting to calm down in Central City. The epidemic is starting to let up, and those affected are on the road to wellness. The antibodies Caitlin developed (and farmed in Cisco) were shared with CCPD first and now the department is regaining its ranks from the previously bedridden.
Barry could probably do with a vacation sometime soon, but with Yamato's help, and short stints at the comm from Cisco and Caitlin, The Flash has seen Central City through the crisis.
With a break in the chaos achieved at last, there's only one way to celebrate. Coffee.
Holding the front door to CC Jitters open, Barry gestures Yamato inside with a flourish.
"And here we are, best cup of coffee in Central City."
It's the typical trendy sort of joint, high-tables with modern stools, couches and overstuffed chairs, and a hipster huddled with their laptop in every semi-dark corner.
The air is fragrant with the smells of fresh-ground roast, and behind the counter an espresso machine sputters under the deft control of a barista, while another woman loads fresh pastries into the bakery case.
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He eyes Barry for a moment, trying to figure out if Barry really is that dense, or if he's just very good at circling around this particular topic.
"Shame her boyfriend's a jackass," he says, taking a sip of his coffee. "But Iris is cool. And I think that's probably the best first impression I've made on someone since coming here."
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It's tragic how Yamato isn't.
The eyeing gets a 'what?' nod from Barry, because clearly there is nothing to be being eyed about.
Because even though there are those who would call it obvious, Barry still has spent enough time trying to duck and dodge the subject to be considered seasoned, if not pro.
"You can't fight Eddie," Barry says, shaking his head. "Iris is cool, but to be fair to Caitlin and Dr. Wells, this situation was a little less... crazy?"
After all, CC Jitters isn't a secret hero headquarters and they didn't mention the end of the universe to Iris so...
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"But I really want to. Consider it a point of honour," Yamato says, reasonably. "I promise I won't kill or seriously injure him. Or intentionally break any of his bones."
Can't ask fairer than that, surely.
"Yeah, I don't blame either of them for being wary And at the very least, once Caitlin adjusted to the whole thing, she didn't seem to have a problem with me. And Wells seemed pretty fine, at least as far as I can tell."
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Getting back to Eddie, Barry shakes his head again.
"Oh, well if you're going to promise all that... " You're nuts, Yamato. "He's Iris's boyfriend, and she really likes him. Besides, he's not that bad. He's a pretty nice guy."
Does it pain Barry to say that? A little, but it is true. Eddie is nice enough, when he's not shooting at superheroes who're just trying to help.
Anyways...
"Caitlin takes a little while to warm up to people. Dr. Wells even longer. But, based on what I saw they thought you were alright." Which is high marks by their standards!
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Yamato's making no secret of the fact that he absolutely does not think Eddie could actually kick his ass.
"They seemed okay with me. And I can understand taking time to warm up to people, it's not like I'm much better."
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"Right. Well, he at least throws a pretty solid punch," Barry says, then adds quick, "Not that I've fought him. Back when he and I were working the Tony Woodward case he kind of showed me a few things."
Which Barry had actually appreciated. That and Eddie actually offering advice and help rather than ragging on Barry for having a bully like some other guys would've done.
Cracking a grin, Barry gives Yamato an expression full of mock surprise.
"What? You've always been super warm and friendly every time I've met one of you."
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Although he doesn't think that's likely. The guy still shot Barry, and Yamato is still furious over that.
"Please, as if you've had any problem befriending any version of me," he adds, shaking his head. "You seem to get along just fine with every Yamato you meet."
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"That's because I know the truth," Barry informs Yamato. "And that's that Yamato Ishida is a really nice guy, and a great friend. And definitely deserves a super cool name like 'The Friender'."
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What Barry says next makes Yamato turn bright red and try to shrink behind his coffee. "That's not -- ... I don't -- ... You're an asshole and I hate you," he says. "And that name is the second worst you've come up with today."
'Clobberman' is still worse. It just is.
"Don't make me tell Cisco on you again. I'll do it."
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"Only second-worst, huh? That means I'm whittling it down, then. You'll have a code name before you leave, and then Cisco can start on your suit."
Speaking of Cisco, the front door downstairs opens and in walks the man.
Barry doesn't notice, but he still asks, "Tell him what? Don't tell him. Which thing are you threatening to tell him? Because you shouldn't. Because I will. Eventually."
Maybe.
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Barry's reaction to the threat makes him pause for a moment.
"-- I mean, I meant I'd tell him about the bad codenames, but you still haven't told him about nearly dying, huh?" Yamato asks. Then, sheepishly: "Yeah, er, me neither."
Beat.
He spits on his hand and holds it out to shake. "I'll be in your corner when you tell him, if you're in my corner when I tell him. Safety in numbers."
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Or Yamato will get annoyed enough to finally throttle Barry. One or the other.
Realizing what Yamato was actually threatening, Barry ducks his head.
"Oh." Rubbing the back of his neck, just as sheepish, Barry nods. "Yeah, I guess he did ban me from the codenames."
His face squicks when Yamato spits, and Barry shakes his head. "I'll totally back you up, but I'm not gonna spit in my hand."
He will shake though, tentatively, and ready to grab napkins right after.
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"Can you believe what they're charging for three espresso shots?" he gripes. "The lady at the counter threatened to have me sign a waver when she realized I was going to drink all six."
Settling himself at their table he smiles and says, "Hey, guys."
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Barry turns his head, surprised, then looks into his empty mug.
"I'm going to need more coffee for this... "
Standing up abruptly he says, "I'm gonna go grab one. Yamato? Another?"
He's not running away, per se, Barry just needs a moment to fuel up, and compose, before they do this.
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This is going to suck.
To Cisco, he adds, possibly a little too cheerfully: "Hey! How's my favourite plague vector in the whole world doing?"
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It's all Barry can do to keep a normal speed as he heads back down the stairs.
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After Barry heads off Cisco asks, "So, how's the Jitters experience been? Is your heart beating out of your chest yet? Because one of these can totally fix that."
Cisco salutes Yamato with his mug, then takes a drink. Belatedly, Cisco pulls his second mug closer.
"Just not one of mine. These are both for me."
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"Plus, it's a great pick-me-up when you're pulling all-niters in the lab."
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"Thanks for taking care of him, by the way," he says about GP. "And us too."
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He goes a little pink at that next part, ducking his head. "You're welcome. I'm just glad you're all feeling better. You had me worried for a few seconds there, kid."
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He's just saying.
Shrugging through embarrassment, he waves Yamato off. "I was fine. Or, not, but even though I felt like the chariots were swinging low, I don't think any were actually coming for me yet."
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He reaches over to squeeze Cisco's shoulder. "Still, it's good to see you up and around and looking healthy."
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