“Ooooh, you are going to regret calling me that. Landon chuckled, it wasn’t like he’d physically fight Cisco to make him regret it. But he didn’t imagine that Cisco would be thrilled with calling a Snart pretty. He pushed back against the table, activating the cold shoes. He skated backwards a few feet, raising an eyebrow to see if Cisco caught on.
Cisco’s face dropped his brain put two and two together. He was kicking himself for not noticing sooner. The facial features were all too familiar. He’s a Snart. Cisco lowered his arm, knowing he should conceal his powers from the young Snart for the time being, unaware if this kid was a friend or foe. “Let me guess, Snart? With the cold shoes, I’m assuming you’re Len’s kid.”
Cisco backup 