[tri OOM] Barry, Cisco, and File Island

[angry_friendship_wolf]

Yamato brings Barry and Cisco out through the same hilltop telephone booth he used to bring Autor through a few weeks back, out onto a cliff with a pretty good view of the island.

The island's central point is a mountain that looks more like a sheer spike of rock, and radiating outwards from it are a lot of very different places: Closest to the mountain, there's a pastel-coloured village of some kind that looks like it might be made of cushions; a tropical jungle with a ruined temple of black and brown stone jutting out of it; and a desert with gear markings carved into the ground and a single, leafy mountain in the centre.

Spreading out further than that, there are forests; some kind of icy tundra; a large town with a glittering white castle; a small village covered by a dark cloud; some kind of factory belching smoke into the air; and a plain covered in railroad tracks and ruined trains. Just down from the cliff, there's a lake with a camp set up next to it.

"All right, File Island," Yamato says, shutting the door. "Oldest part of the Digital World."

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[angry_friendship_wolf]

"Where's the fun in that? It's not like the Penmons are going to give you much of a challenge."

Yamato is still very proud of Cisco's racing skills.

"True enough," he says to Barry, wryly. "They've had six years to get used to me being a tyrant, after all."

He pauses, then reaches into his pocket to pull out a napkin. "If you two are done taking pictures, I can probably use one of these telephone booths to get us back to the bar."

[makes_the_toys]

"Hey a victory, no matter how easy, is still me winning," Cisco replies sagely.

He takes a couple of last pictures of the scenery, then waves at Barry and Yamato.

"Wait, c'mon, bring it again. One more for the road," he says, indicating the camera and preparing for a selfie.

[run_barry]

"Snuggly tyrant," Barry laughs at Yamato, nudging him before moving over to stand behind Cisco, leaning down to get in the shot.

[angry_friendship_wolf]

Yamato flushes bright red at that, rubbing the back of his neck in a rapid, awkward movement.

"I'm not snuggly! Y-you're snuggly," he mutters, embarrassed (if, also, maybe, a little bit pleased -- 'snuggly' is not necessarily something people usually ascribe to him! But it feels nice!).

He shuffles over to stand behind Cisco as well, leaning down. He's still not looking at the camera, and he's still bright red, but he's in frame, at least.

[makes_the_toys]

"You're both a couple of dryer sheet bears," Cisco says right before he starts taking pictures.

[run_barry]

Barry just grins, and it holds as he gets in for the picture.

After Cisco has snapped off a few Barry straightens and turns to Yamato.

"Thanks for bringing us, man. It's been pretty cool." And a lot of fun.

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"I will throw you off this mountain, Ramon," Yamato growls.

He holds still, scowling off to one side as Cisco takes his pictures, before straightening up and taking a step back, rubbing the back of his neck.

"Thanks for coming. I don't exactly get to show off this place to many people," he says.

[makes_the_toys]

"No you won't," Cisco grins cheekily, tucking his phone away.

"I dig this place," he says. "I don't know about the penguins, ghosts and that desert you'll be crossing, but everything else we saw today was pretty awesome."

[run_barry]

"It's a cool place, and you're friends are pretty great, too," Barry says. "Someday we'll get you to Central City and you can meet Caitlin."

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"Have you even told Caitlin about this place?" Yamato grins, shaking his head. "Fair warning if I have to make up a cover story, I'm almost as bad a liar as the two of you."

Almost.

"But I'd like that. I don't think I've actually seen anyone else's world yet," he admits, ducking his head. "C'mon, let's get back before Cisco gets named Eternal Nemesis of the Penmon."

He lopes over to a telephone booth, grabbing the door with the napkin and opening it onto the bar.

[run_barry]

"Well... no, not yet," Barry admits. "It's kind of... we haven't decided if or when we should yet."

Following Yamato to the phone booth, Barry shakes his head.

"We'll figure something out."

Or, they'll all get busted. But surely it'll all be fine.

[makes_the_toys]

"Mm-- nah-uh, don't you put that evil on me," Cisco says, shaking his head at Barry.

"You made me promise not to tell anyone, I haven't told anyone. Caitlin is all up to you."

Or at least that's the excuse Cisco is using to not have to be the one to make or be blamed for that decision, at least.

With one last quick pic of the open phone booth with the bar on the other side, Cisco heads for the doorway.

[angry_friendship_wolf]

Yamato shakes his head.

"Yeah, best of luck with that one."

He waits until the two of them are through, then follows them inside, easing the door shut behind them.

[run_barry]

"Gee, thanks," he says to their incredible support.

Letting it go with a bemused head shake, Barry takes a look around the bar, then gives Yamato a grin.

"Thanks again for the trip, it was fun. We'll definitely get you back sometime."

[makes_the_toys]

"It was fun. I'll get to work on something for you to help keep you safe from angry Penmon and stuff," Cisco says, patting the side of his backpack to indicate all of the gear he used on their trip.

"When you get that giant robot running you and I are gonna need a rematch on that race."

Because he definitely didn't forget about that.

[angry_friendship_wolf]

"I look forward to it," Yamato says to Barry, ducking his head a little. "I'd definitely like to see Central City, when the opportunity arises."

He turns to Cisco, flashing a wide, toothy grin. "I'll race you anytime and in any vehicle, kiddo," he says. "And -- thanks, in advance, for whatever it is you make. I owe you one."

He pauses, then rubs a hand over his face tiredly. "Right, I need to finish off those duty rosters before I go back. Better get started on them. See y'both soon."

With a quick pat on both of their shoulders -- one hand on Barry's and one on Cisco's -- he meanders away, heading up the stairs.