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Just a few days before friendsgiving was to happen, Cisco was out shopping for supplies. It was weird; a holiday without a chill in the air and his best friends not around to partake with him, but Cisco was doing the best he could and that sometimes meant distracting himself with the good things that this world had to offer.

He carried a few heavy bags between both hands and walked down the street, mentally going over his grocery list one last time and hoping he hadn’t forgotten anything important. When he spotted a head a black hair coming out of the Starbucks, he almost didn’t realize who it belonged to. Then he blinked and smiled. “Hey Clark!” Cisco said, unable to wave, but quickening his pace to join the kryptonian. They’d not yet met in person, but Cisco had heard plenty about him and he’d recognize that hair anywhere, suspecting that all Supermen shared a similar cut.

Clark had a coffee in each hand, having promised Lois he'd make a quick run down to Starbucks to refresh their caffeine intake before heading back to work. He probably should speed his way back before the paper's editor noticed that he was gone for a while, but it was a nice day out and he wanted to linger. He turned at the sound of his name and smiled, giving a nod to the guy who said it, even though Clark wasn't one hundred percent sure who he was. Cisco, he thought, from one of the parallel realities where he was known.

He changed directions to walk over to him. "Hey," he said. "Do you need help with any of that?"

“I'm good,” was Cisco’s quick answer. He knew Clark could carry everything without struggle, but it seemed rude to just hand him things because he knew that fact. There were times when abusing a friend’s power was handy, but Cisco figured that it was only okay sometime after the first in person meeting.

“Nice to finally meet you in person. I'm Cisco, Barry’s and Wally’s friend.” He had a big smile on his face, as friendly as he ever was.

Clark smiled right back. "Yeah, nice to meet you too. I know you've been talking to my wife, uh, Lois." He felt the need to clarify who his wife was, if only for the fact that he was still trying to figure out who knew what and what people knew.

"Have you been here in Tumbleweed long?" he asked by way of conversation.

“Since August,” Cisco said. It actually took him a second to count backwards and it hit him for a moment that he’d been stuck here for three months. That was a lot longer than he’d initially expected to be stuck here. But he let that thought slide, before it made him sad. “Yeah, Lois mentions you all the time. She’s great.” A pause. “You got the invite to the Friendsgiving thing by now, right? She mention it to you yet?”

"We're bringing pies," Clark said in answer about the Friendsgiving. "I'm going to try to recreate my mom's recipe but Lois is buying some just in case. I don't think she thinks I can pull it off." He grinned about it though because Lois was probably right.

Cisco chuckled. “Kinda seems like something she’d do.” He’d spent time in Clark’s head, so he knew what sort of person Lois Lane was. Or some version of her, at least. She was snarky in the best sort of way as far as Cisco was concerned. “And I’m looking forward to it. I have faith in you.” He grinned. “Have you caught up with Kara fully?” he asked, being a total busybody because Kara was basically his best friend here and he always looked out for her.

"It's been a while since I tried baking like this," he told him. "But I'm always up for a challenge. As long as they're edible, I'll probably bring them." Clark pressed a hand back through his hair.

At the mention of Kara, he made a face. "Not - no, not really. And that's mostly my fault. I was overwhelmed when I showed up, stuck my big foot in my mouth, and then haven't known how to make up for that. I should probably go find her."

“You should,” Cisco said with a little nod. He understood how overwhelming Tumbleweed could be and also knew Kara well enough to realize she probably wouldn’t hold a grudge at whatever had gone down so long as Clark apologized. “She’s really awesome,” he said, his optimism obvious in his tone. “And she misses her cousin, even if you’re not the same exact guy. It’s good to have people here. It helps… makes it easier.”

"I'm sure she's really awesome. If I don't get a chance to see her before Friendsgiving, I'm sure I'll talk to her there." Clark grinned. "I'm really glad everyone's getting together like this," he told Cisco. "I think it'll be good to have all of us in one place like this."

“Yeah,” Cisco agreed. “We need more reasons to get together that aren’t all… Gremlins and hunting down people who get possessed by their costumes.” He grinned suddenly, remembering that he had been Clark for Halloween for a few days. It’d been an entirely odd experience, but not a bad one. If you had to be someone else against your will, there were worse people to turn into. “Or whatever else crazy stuff this world throws at us.” He shrugged.

Clark hadn't been around for Halloween but he'd certainly heard all about it. "You'd think that the fact that we were all pulled her from our own lives in the first place would be crazy enough, huh?" He grinned. "Well, I'm sure Lois and I would love to spend time with any of you at any point too. Maybe we can start a weekly dinner or happy hour or something?"

“That,” Cisco said, pointing an index finger at Clark, “sounds like a great idea and a ton of work.” The only reason Cisco wasn't freaking out about cooking for friendsgiving was that the bat family was stepping up in a big way to help. “But if we rotate maybe it wouldn't be so bad. Though the Danvers sisters claim they can't cook.” He shrugged. “You should pitch the idea sometime!”

"Maybe I will," he said, sharing a smile with Cisco. "Lois can't cook - she burns toast half the time - but I'm not too bad. But even if we just ordered in, the important thing would still be getting us all together."

Cisco grinned. It was funny how the super family, powered or not, had different skill sets. It made more sense for the hyper competent women like Lois, Kara, and Alex could cook. But it was funny they couldn't while Cisco, who was something closer to a sidekick - even he could admit that - had skills in the kitchen. “Yeah, we can order out. It's no big. It'd be nice to get together. See you and Kara hit it off.” He nodded.

"That sounds like a lot of fun," Clark agreed. "Hey, I have to get back to the paper but I'll see you for Friendsgiving soon? And we'll talk more about this weekly get together too, then, right?"

“Sounds good!” Cisco said cheerfully, grinning brightly. Knowing how important Clark was to Kara, it was a good thing to get the dinner idea going. “See you soon, dude!” Cisco said as he split off from Clark and headed back to his place.