In Milliways

[makes_the_toys]

[oom: reaching new heights]

"Dude, that was awesome!" Cisco enthuses, stepping through the front door with Barry, who is wearing a proud and ecstatic grin.

"I know, right?"

Cisco leans in, gripping Barry's shoulder and giving it a shake while dropping his voice to say, "Defying gravity is definitely the coolest thing you've done so far."

Barry nudges Cisco, making a shushing gesture but still grinning wide.

"This calls for a celebration! Drinks!" Cisco declares, letting go of Barry and throwing his hands in the air.

Barry sighs, pulling a chair at a nearby table and plopping down. "Dude, c'mon… "

Cisco claims a seat and shakes his head at Barry, excitement dancing in his smile. "No, see, I've been thinking about the problem and well, we're at the end of the universes, right? With access to basically endless worlds with endless possibilities. Right?"

"Right… " Barry replies, eying Cisco.

"Well, there's gotta be something here that you can drink," Cisco concludes.

Intrigue takes over Barry's expression and Cisco calls over a wait rat.

A brief conversation and small argument later, and Barry is finally presented with a drink that the rat makes stridently clear Cisco is to have no part of.

"Right, right, I promise," Cisco says, shooing the rat away. Lifting his own glass, with a very ordinary tequila shot in it, Cisco salutes Barry. "To the Streak."

Barry lifts his own glass (is it glowing? It might be glowing… ) and clinks it against Cisco's, giving a 'here goes nothing' shrug before draining the shot.

"Well?" Cisco prompts.

Barry comes up coughing, shaking his head and nodding simultaneously before listing sideways and falling out of his seat.

"Oh god, I've killed him... BARRY!" Cisco stands quickly, but Barry is back, picking himself up off of the floor and laughing.

"Woo-OOO! Oh, that's some good stuff," he enthuses.

"Bro, are you alright?" Cisco asks, struggling to help Barry back into his chair.

"Mm-hmm, dokey okie," Barry assures, his friend even as he has to drape himself over Cisco to keep himself from falling back onto the floor.

"This… might've been a bad idea… "

The duo head to Bar, Cisco hoping for a possible antidote to Barry's… state, or maybe just some really strong coffee, but what they got instead is an invitation to the party downstairs.

"I never get invited to parties," Barry says, smiling wide.

"Yeah, me neither… "

The duo exchange glances then look towards the elevator.