The hats have been glued. Revenge is certain. The boys will meet their doom.
“Operation 20?” Caitlin asked, “Really? Why not Plan D, for doom?” Kara and Iris looked at Caitlin like she was a genius.
“Plan D. Perfect.” Iris said. “Today is national punch day. You know what to do.”
The girls were grinning. The hats have been glued. Revenge is certain. The boys will meet their doom.
“Babe?” Iris swaggered into their shared apartment. Today was Barry’s day off. He stayed home unless it was an extreme emergency.
“Yes Iris?” Barry had a dopey, love-filled grin on his face. Iris felt a little bit bad about punching him.
“I love you.” She said as Barry came over to give her a kiss. It took a while for him to break it off. They were borderline making out when Iris thought it’d be a decent time to punch Barry.
She swung so fast, Barry didn’t even see it coming. “Ow! What was that for!” Barry looked like a kicked puppy.
Iris laughed a small laugh and kissed his bruised jaw. “I love you.”
“Interesting way of showing it”
“Wiiiinnnnnn?” Kara sang, “I brought Pizza and Princess Briiiiide.” She was almost marching back and forth in front of his apartment from nervousness. “It’s mid week movie night!” She decided to punch him (lightly) when he opened the door.
“You had me at Pizz-Godjjsnfalg!” Winn was cradling his cheek and looking at Kara like she ran over his cat. “Oww. Why did you do that. You're not turning evil, right?”
Kara smiled and apologised. “Lets watch the movie.”
“I think I don't want to sit by you.”
“Cisco?” Caitlin was stalking through the door of Cisco’s workshop, “I need your hair products. My hair is still weird from hat day,” She stopped behind his chair, waiting for him to move.
“Sure Cait. It’s in that drawer over there.” He gestured across the room to a chest chock-full of drawers. He smiled up at her and got back to working. Caitlin held in a huff. This was not going according to plan.
“Cisco.” Caitlin grabbed his shoulder. He turned to face her, a question on his face. “There are at least thirty drawers that can hold your secret homemade hair stuff. Which one is it?”
“Relax Dr. Snow,” Cisco said patting her hand, “It’s in the-” Cisco froze. A Vibe.
“Shit,” Caitlin cursed pulling out her phone, she texted Iris and Kara. ‘Cisco vibed me. Probably found out about Op D. Be ready for retaliation.’
As soon as she hit send, Cisco was out of the vibe. He immediately sent a gentle blast towards caitlin, making her stumble back a few feet.
She grinned. Cisco gulped, knowing what the use of his powers had caused. Caitlin made an ice wall around Cisco. Before he could even think about opening a breach, she had stalked up to him and punched him square in the jaw.
This is war. No compromising. No more Mr. Nice Guy. The girls will rue the day they had developed this scheme.
