who cisco, laurel, barry, oliver, iris, dig (open to thea and roy) what cisco is gonna get beat up by a girl where arrowcave! aka basement of salem tech when bendy times to sunday status/rating on going and hilirious
"Okay, but why are we actually doing this again?"
Cisco was not looking forward to this, more so since it seemed like everyone was turning out to see Laurel beat him up. Moral support his ass. Iris and Barry just wanted to see him fail. His friends were a bunch of traitors! What had started out as a joke had quickly spiraled out of control before his eyes. Now he was standing in the middle of a practice mat, someplace he never thought he'd be in his life. Man, he was going to hurt tomorrow!
He yanked his hair back into a loose man bun because there was no way he was going to get that awful plastered hair to face look. Just cause he was going to probably eat mat didn't mean he had to do so looking like a fool. Mike Tyson would be so ashamed right now.
"And you know what?" He pointed towards the people who had decided to come out and watch this train wreck happen. "No taking bets. That is just rude and you should all be ashamed. I want my tombstone to say 'Here lies Cisco, betrayed by heroes.'" He nervously shifted his feet on the mat. Oh, he wanted this over. He wanted to be sitting in front of his computers, not wearing a pair of sweatpants. Though, okay, those were pretty freaking comfy. How had he never owned a pair before? Maybe he'd go out and buy more so he could be extra comfy while playing his games. Maybe Oliver would let him wear sweatpants to work? Nah, probably not.
Cisco was going to die today.
"Just don't...don't hit my face or hands. They are my money makers."
Some guys probably would have tried to act all tough, put up an annoyingly strong front, but not him. He was being realistic. "There is like a seventy-five percent chance that I might break a bone. Okay more like eighty...or eighty-nine. Oh God, someone make me stop. I can't stop." He was going to put freaking pink lightening bolts on the Flash suit. There was going to be revenge for this. They would all pay!
"O m g, just hit me and we can say this happened." He raised his hands and tried not to look like a scared little girl.