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notpurple-violet: fransciscoramon: “We were trying to protect you from all the bad that’s out there in Central City. We did it ‘cause we love and care about you a whole lot.” Cisco brought his hand up to his collar again, trying to pull it off. Violet sighed, reaching out and taking his hand. “Cisco stop. WhatContinue reading

notpurple-violet: Violet looked down at her feet. “Why didn’t anyone tell me,” she whispered, not trusting her voice to speak without wavering.  “We were trying to protect you from all the bad that’s out there in Central City. We did it ‘cause we love and care about you a whole lot.” Cisco brought his hand upContinue reading

notpurple-violet: Violet started nodding but stopped. “I don’t know, Cisco. I feel like that’s the game, to be honest. The first reaction will to try cracking these things off. But shouldn’t we play to the unexpected? It’s all a game and an experiment. Barry wants to go out and find him and fight him. That’s probablyContinue reading

notpurple-violet: “About Barry,” she said softly. “Awwww,” he drew out, leaning against the wall. “Shouldn’t we get these things off our necks?”

notpurple-violet: Violet shook her head, staying seated. “No, you go ahead,” she said softly, looking sadly out at the city lights. Cisco saw the sad look on Violet’s face and plopped back down beside her. “Drinks can wait. Why so sad, sis?” He set a hand on her knee rather awkwardly.

notpurple-violet: Violet nodded, kissing his forehead again. “I know, honey. But there’s nothing we can do about it now.” Cisco reached for his glass and saw that it was empty. He stood up quickly and grabbed the railing of the balcony to steady himself. “I’m going to get another drink. D’you wan anythin?”

notpurple-violet: Violet nodded and kissed his forehead. “I know you could, Cisco. But don’t worry, okay? It won’t be either of us. I promise.” “I’m pretty sure we should worry. Bombs are nothing to joke about.” Cisco said, giggling.

notpurple-violet: Violet grabbed his hand so that he couldn’t keep poking her. “Yellow, Cisco. It’s yellow,” she said softly. “Wait. That’s the bad color. Violet, What if its one of us?” Cisco laid his head on her shoulder and looked up at her. “I could probably disable these things, ya know.”

notpurple-violet: Violet raised her eyebrows. “I just saw you watch the video, Cisco. You know it’s a bomb.” “Really? I guess I didn’t listen all that well, huh?” Cisco laughed, poking his sister in the arm. “Yours is yellow, what’s mine?” He asked, poking her arm like an impatient child.