Spooky Flash Week Day 8: Halloween Party AU
OK, So, I know this is very late, but at least it’s here :P
Cisco really didn't know why he had agreed to go to this party. Cisco was being driven by a friend from work. Fresh out of college Cisco had been snapped up by S.T.A.R. Labs for his Thesis in Engineering and while there he's made good work friends with a Physicist his age called Hartley Rathaway.
"What're you doing this weekend?" Hartley asked him one Friday.
"Same thing I do every weekend, probably see my mother, hang out with friends, why?"
"A friend of mine is throwing a Halloween Costume Party at his bar, he told me to invite friends. It's a new bar and he wants to build interest."
"I don't know Hartley."
"It'll be fun."
"Fine, I don't see why not."
"Great, I'll get you at 8:30?"
"Isn't that a little early?"
"I told the owner I'd help finish up the decorations.
"Sure." Cisco said, thinking drastically what costume he could possibly throw together at such a short notice.
8:30 Saturday night Hartley arrived in his costume, Peter Pan, to find Cisco dressed as Will Turner from Pirates of the Carribean films.
When they had arrived Hartley lead him straight to the bar and ordered them both a drink and a shot from a guy he called Mark. All of the bar staff, it seemed were dressed as zombies with ripped or little clothing on. Soon after they arrived a man walked over to Hartley and greeted him warmly. "Len, good to see you, the place looks great, this is my friend from work, Cisco. Cisco this is Len, he owns this place."
"Nice to meet you," Len said shaking Cisco firmly by the hand.
"You too, this is a nice bar."
"Thanks, Hart Lisa's having a little trouble setting up the sound, do you think you can give her a hand?"
"Actually that's more of Cisco's thing, I'm sure he'd be happy to help." Len looked at Cisco.
"Sure, I can give Lisa a hand. No problem."
"Thank you, she's behind the booth by the stage over there."
"OK, I'll be back soon," Cisco went over to the booth in the back corner. Behind it was a girl, crouching and about to cross two very bad wires. "Stop," he called out and she turned, surprised. "Sorry, um, I'm Cisco, Hartley's friend- sorry, if you cross those wires you'll get a nasty shock." He stammered. "Sorry- Uh, your brother said you were having trouble getting the speakers to work? I'm an engineer- I'm gonna shut up now," he said.
"Alright, all yours," Lisa said getting to her feet and brushing the dust off of her legs. She was wearing shiney gold leggins and a sparkley gold corset. She was currently barefoot and her hair was tied back with a gold ribbon.
Cisco nodded and slipped past her to the open panel on the speaker and began examining what was wrong. It wasn't too difficult for Cisco to fix, he switched a couple of leads over, reconnected the correct wires and closed up the panel. "All done," he said proudly. "Should run smoothly." He said smiling at Lisa.
"Thank you. And thanks for stopping me with the wires, I'm always putting the wrong ones together in class."
"Class?"
"I'm taking a course in basic electric wiring. It's for credits towards getting into college."
"Cool what're you wanting to study?" He asked.
"Electrical and Electronic Engineering at Hudson U."
"I just graduated from there in the Summer."
"Oh cool, is it any good?"
"I liked it, but for the engineering part of the course, if you get Lisen, make sure he knows you're capable, he's an ass to women who take the course. He claims he's doing it to motivate them, but he's really just a dick."
"Thank you, I'll keep that in mind." Lisa smiled looking over his shoulder, "I'll see you later, I have to go help Shawna set up the lights." She nodded over to a girl with tan skin and tight curly hair.
"Alright, I should probably find Hartley, see if Len needs any more help." Cisco watched her go and put his hands in his pockets.
"I know that look."
"Jesus, Hartley when did you get there? And there was no 'look'."
"Sure there was, you like her, don't you?"
"She's attractive and smart and yes, I enjoyed talking to her."
"You're screwed man."
"And why is that?"
"She's Len's sister." Hartley explained.
"I'm so fucked."
Later that evening when the party got busier Hartley left Cisco to follow a rather attractive blonde into the bathrooms. Cisco rolled his eyes at his friend. "Hi." He jumped at Lisa's sudden appearance beside him, she was now wearing a ball mask and heels. "Sorry-"
"Don't worry about it. Having a good night?" He asked.
"I'd be better if the jerks in the sailor outfits could keep their hands to themselves."
"You have to be kidding me," Cisco muttered looking over at the men she'd described.
"What?"
"That guy there is my older brother," pointing out a guy who looked more drunk than the others.
"Wow, guess the handsome gene skipped him and went straight to you," she said chuckling.
"And the one for alcohol tolerance." He added. "Though for some reason he used to get all the girls."
"Well he's not getting me," Lisa grinned, "do you wanna dance?" Cisco nodded and let her lead him to the crowded dance floor. "So what's your costume?" He asked.
"I'm Will Turner, Pirates of the Caribbean?" He asked.
"Never seen it."
"That's a crime against film, what about you?"
"I was meant to be an angel, but the wings got bent and I couldn't get new ones in time."
"You look good."
"Thank you, so do you." She called over the music, moving closer to him as they danced. Cisco caught a glance of Len watching them and backed away slightly. "What's wrong?"
"I don't like the look your brother is giving me right now."
"I swear to God, I'm gonna kill him," she muttered, "don't worry, he's mostly harmless. He's just protective of me since we were little. He pretty-much raised me and it's hard for him to see me as an adult. Is he still giving you dirty looks?" Cisco looked with his eyes and shook his head. "Good, because this would drive him mad," she told him leaning forward and capturing his lips. Cisco hesitated at first but instinctively his hands came to rest on Lisa's waist as she held tightly to the front of his shirt and he kissed her back, happily, because he had a feeling his brother was also watching, which was an added bonus, almost as satisfying as giving him a firm middle finger.
Cisco ended the kiss, more due to a need of oxygen. He pulled back to see Lisa grinning wildly at him. "That was nice," he said and she chuckled. "It was. I'd really like to do it again."
"Me too." He nodded and brought their lips back together, holding Lisa's body flush against his own. Lisa moaned as Cisco swept his tongue across her own. Lisa pulled back this time as Cisco moaned in protest.
"Let's move this party elsewhere," she suggested, winking. Cisco nodded and allowed her to pull him by the hand through the back room and out of the loading dock and over to a motorcycle.
"For real?" He asked.
"Oh it's real," she said straddling the bike. "Come on, my place is close." Cisco hesitantly got on the bike and put his hands on her waist. "You're gonna wanna hold on tighter than that," she warned.
"I'll be fine."
"Your funeral cutie." Lisa revved the bike and Cisco wrapped his arms around her, his front flush against her back. The wind whipped through Cisco's hair as they zipped through the mostly empty streets. Cisco felt amazing, he wouldn't trade this feeling for anything in the world... Well maybe one thing. And currently she was in his arms.
