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[thisismadfreaky]

"Yo, you've reached Cisco. Text me, voicemail is so outdated, guys."

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TEXT ALL THE TEXT

[finewithhalf]

I want a gun like the one u made Lenny

do it.

[That's what Lenny's nerd is there to do, right? No questions asked?]

[thisismadfreaky]

What? No.

ＢＡＣＫＤＡＴＥＤ ＴＯ １２.２6.

[demonstrate]

[ once she realized wonderland was having the same holiday she celebrate back home, iris made sure everyone she knows got a little token of her affection. cisco and like-minded science people will receive yummy lollipops that also happen to be very space-y. merry christmas! ]

texts;

[thisismadfreaky]

» Okay, these are just awesome
» Thanks, Iris!

backdated to the 26th!

[chocolatepudding]

[ Merry Christmas! Or late Christmas, because Dustin pretty much slept through it. After a rather jarringly loud fist-pounding knock on Cisco's door, he’ll find a stocking left on the ground. If he's quick enough to answer he can probably recognize curls and a favourite hat turning the corner. The stocking is jammed full of things, including:

1. Air Heads (assorted flavours, but more watermelon because those are the best)
2. A small container with only banana flavoured runts
3. Gummy bears (sour and regular)
4. Bubble tape
5. Caramello
6. Nilla wafers
7. Chupa chups
8. Cow tales
9. Gummy cola
10. Nerds
11. Skittles
12. Sour patch kids
13. Fun Dip
14. Pop Rocks

And lastly, just for Cisco:
15. An entire rainbow of rock candy.

Propped up is a Christmas card, homemade with probably the worst handwriting known to man: 'Merry Christmas. -Dustin' ]

texts;

[thisismadfreaky]

[He doesn't catch the mystery knocker in time, but the card tells him who he is just the same. He grins and shakes his head, taking the stocking back inside.]

» Merry Christmas, kiddo
» Thanks for the sugar rush.

12/26-12/27 immediately post-Ewaymas

[quickgenius]

» We have a date with my very comfortable bed and a huge pile or blankets.
» The door is open.

[thisismadfreaky]

»Oh, thank god.

[And that's all the text she'll get from him before he drags his exhausted self down the hall to her room. Even though she'd specifically said the door was open, he still knocked before slipping inside.]

ACTION!

[quickgenius]

[He knocks on her door and she just smiles, even as exhausted as she is because it’s so very Cisco and she’s kind of really glad he’s here. Tossing one more blanket on her bed (and there’s already a huge pile there waiting for them to burrow underneath and never come out), she moves to meet him, nudging the door closed behind them first then reaching for his hand and tangling her fingers with his to gently pull him with her towards the bed.]

Time for us to sleep for at least a week. Or a few days, anyway.

ACTION!

[thisismadfreaky]

As much solid sleep as I can get in a string of hours sounds good to me. [He says, following her easily, and not fighting the tangling of their fingers because he's never minded that sort of thing, really. Once they're close enough, he flops down against the mess of fluff on the bed.

26/12 » DELIVERY DROP OFF.

[accelerate]

[ even though barry doesn't quite feel the christmas cheer this year, playing santa brightens his spirits somewhat. he flashes and runs, sliding an envelope underneath cisco's door. inside of the envelope is a christmas card with the following note:

Jedi Cisco,

Use these wisely. You're our only hope.

Jedi Barry.

inside of the card are several vouchers on red card with a yellow lightning bolt cut out and stuck on them. (it's a shoddy job in barry's opinion, but cutting and pasting isn't something he enjoys anymore.) on the vouchers are the words: 24 hours bro time for cisco to cash in anytime during the year to take some time out of exploring wonderland and get back to the basics of being friends, and two (handmade) movie stubs that say STAR WARS MARATHON!!! ]

texts;

[thisismadfreaky]

[Cisco can't help grinning at the card and the contents inside. This is JUST so Barry and completely perfect.]

» You're the best
» Thanks, Barry.

[quickgenius]

[Jesse is flopping down on the mess of fluff that is her bed at the same time, snuggling up against Cisco’s side without even thinking as she burrows into the blankets. She’s warm and safe and he is really comfortable.] Y’do good pillow, ‘sco. [It’s a sleepy mumble, half-muffled by his shoulder.]

[thisismadfreaky]

Mm...good. [It's all the muttered reply she gets because he's too exhausted to bother attempting a real conversation. He tugs the blankets up around them and relaxes with Jesse tucked into his side.]

[quickgenius]

[That’s all the conversation Jesse can manage, as she makes a soft noise that’s half agreement and half contentedness, snuggling closer and relaxing against Cisco. There’s no fighting the exhaustion. Not anymore.]

[thisismadfreaky]

[There's a long stretch of solid and uninterrupted sleep to be found here. Comfortable and relaxed, nuzzled between a pile of softness and the warmth next to him, Cisco has the first dreamless sleep he's had in days.

But eventually, all good things must end and the sharp bite of consciousness tries to rear its head. He groans softly in protest and burrows deeper in the pile of blankets, nuzzling against the person next to him. He is so not ready to be awake yet.]

[quickgenius]

[No dreams, no strange alternate Wonderland; it’s pretty much the best sleep Jesse’s had in ages. Better than best, in fact, in no small part to the cozy blankets she’s burrowed under and the warmth of someone beside her.

But consciousness finally sneaks back up on her, and she makes an exhausted, grumpily protesting noise as he stirs, nuzzling against her and she nuzzles right back, snuggling closer in staunch denial of being awake and anything resembling it.] G’back to sleep.

[thisismadfreaky]

Mmm'kay. [He's definitely not going to complain about that particular half-hearted demand. Sleep is still preferable, it definitely hasn't been enough as far as he's concerned he would rather just sleep solidly for a week and not deal with the rest of the world or Wonderland or anything else.]

[quickgenius]

[She sighs, exhales against him and nuzzling closer, tucking her face closer into the crook of Cisco’s neck. She still feels exhausted, like the idea of movement is just beyond her. She is warm, and comfortable and kind of content, laying here like this.] mmm. You smell good

[It’s a sleepy little murmur, muffled against him. She’ll be mortified, later, at the sleep-fogged memory of speaking those words aloud to him, probably.]

[thisismadfreaky]

[He doesn't have it in him to form a proper response, just gives a soft hum of approval mixed with something amused. ]

Sleeeep. [He drawls sleepily, idly reaching up to twist the ends of her hair between his fingers. He won't be even semi-conscious for much longer, as he tries to will the comfort of sleep to take him under again ]

[quickgenius]

[She crinkles her nose a little at that sound, too tired to be properly embarrassed. Later. Definitely later. There will be blushing and everything. She huffs a breath against him.]

‘kay. [The almost-a-full-word starts as a yawn, before being murmured sleepily at him. She makes another hum of contentment as she feels him idly fiddle with the ends of her hair.] You too.

[thisismadfreaky]

Mmmhmm. [That's the most agreement she'll get before he ends up too comfortable and warm and slides easily back under the wave of sleep once more.]

text;

[catchacold]

So, kid. It's Valentine's.

[2/14 <3]

[prettyntoxic]

[Wake up, Cisco. There is a large, nerdy-looking, heart-shaped box on your couch full of Twizzlers. Okay, so they're Twizzler bites, but do you know how hard it is to get Wonderland to spit out Twizzlers? Yes, you probably do. Nevermind. Dumb question.

The real question is, who left such a valentine on your couch? Dude, how many secret admirers do you have in Wonderland that you have to even ask yourself that question? Okay, so, to be fair, it's not her style so she really wouldn't own up to it anyway. It's just a 'thank you' for being you. Enjoy them.

She doesn't need you to know who they came from to feel good about giving them to you. Strange concept, that. Usually she's one to take things, not give them.]

[thisismadfreaky]

[this is utterly adorbz and he wishes he knew who sent them, okay!!!]