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[wreakinghavok]

"The chef here's actually really cool. He comes out to say hi to the customers when he's not stupidly busy. He actually kind of reminds me a little of my brother. But I don't think he wants to cook the whole menu at once. Then again, on the flip side of that, I'm pretty sure as long as we pay for it all, they're pretty much cool with it." He pointed out an item on the menu with the happy sigh of someone very excited about food. "Buffalo chicken sandwich? It's literally freakin' perfect. I mean, if you like spicy stuff."

"I've known since I was really young... Because I was born this way... Not to sound all Lady Gaga, but you kind of get the point." He laughed a little, glad just for the ability to do that at all. He knew a lot of mutants who'd seen far more than he had and were dark, broken, and bitter because of it, but that had never been Alex. He tried his damnedest to keep a streak of happy-go-lucky to his nature, and most of the time, it worked.


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[wreakinghavok]

"You seriously threw up and then got on the next ride?" Alex asked, a huge grin on his face. "Ballsy move. I've never really had a problem with motion sickness thankfully. And I can't say I blame you. As a kid, you can't let a little barfing get in the way of a good time. Sounds like even if he wasn't your dad biologically, he really was another dad to you. That's really special. That's what parenting's all about, I think. I mean, not that I've ever been a parent, but I get the concept at least. He sounds like a fantastic guy. And you guys are still close?" He puffed his chest out with feigned macho pride, and gave Barry a playful wink. "Don't you worry. I'll get you the biggest stuffed animal in the whole damn place! But then again, you could probably run and knock all the targets over, then do the shooting after, and they'd never notice you hadn't been standing there the whole time." Alex laughed out loud at that, almost shaking with his laughter. He couldn't help if there was still a part of him that was 6 years old and found butt humor hysterical. "Butt flap... As long as your butt doesn't flap on it's own, I think that's okay."

"Hey, better late than never," Alex replied. "As long as you're using your powers for good things, that's what really matters. I'm kinda glad you have them for other reasons, too... Because it means I don't have to try to hide who I really am with you. In fact, I can even talk to you about the good and bad parts of what having a superpower is like. But that's awesome, babe." He grinned and gave Barry two thumbs up. "One hundred percent is a pretty phenomenal record you've got going there."

[lightninggavemeabs]

Their drinks arrived, and Barry took a sip from his, and then laughed, shaking his head. "Not straight up. There was about a ten minute breather of Joe standing next to me rubbing my back while I was hunched over a trash can arguing with him that I was fine. Joe's epic on the Dad Glares though. I was a pain in the ass for him when I was a kid. I kept trying to run away to see my dad. He would always come looking for me. Find me and bring me home again. He never got angry when I did it either. It's all those little things you remember, you know? He really is a great guy, and I guys in all honest truth, I do have two fathers. Though, it's been a long time since they spoke. It's funny you should ask that because I had this sort of falling out with Joe once all this fastest dude alive stuff started happening. He was understandably skeptical, but he believes me now. Believes me and wants to help get my dad out of prison. For some reason, I'm thinking my superhero cool points would completely drop if I asked Cisco to put a buttflap in my suit. Plus, Cisco being Cisco, it would come with a running commentary of amused mocking about why I need it there..."

He was picking at the label on his beer, considering Alex's point. "I don't think I've got it in me to hurt people just for the sake of it. Even if I accidentally hurt someone, I've got the worst guilt complex known to man. So, what is it you guys actually do? Something along the lines of rescuing people like you, right? Cisco could probably give me an intricate and detail rundown, but I'd rather hear it from you." Then Alex called him 'babe', and Barry caught his lip between his teeth, managing to catching himself before a bashful smile or laugh escaped by putting his beer back to his lips. No one had ever called him babe before.