For Love (We'll Give it a Shot)
"Dude, what's your problem?"
Barry looked over at Cisco in confusion.
"What?"
"You're so cranky," Cisco chuckled.
Barry rolled his eyes.
"Cisco, you ever think that the worst thing you can do to a cranky person is tell them they're cranky?"
"Seriously, man," Cisco continued, smile gone, "What's up?"
"Nothing," Barry muttered, moving toward the treadmill, "Just family stuff. I had a bit of an unpleasant surprise this morning at work."
Cisco frowned at him.
"Does it have something to do with your dad?" he asked gently.
Barry shook his head.
"No," he said, "Well…yes. I don't know. It's complicated. I don't really want to talk about it."
"Alright," Cisco backed off, knowing when not to press Barry.
Barry didn't say anything else as he climbed onto the treadmill and turned it on, taking a deep breath to let his mind clear. He wasn't going to think about it. Odds were, Sebastian was only in town for a brief rendezvous with an ex or something. He wouldn't stick around long.
He never did.
Barry was running on the treadmill for all of ten minutes before he suddenly had to stop to answer his phone. He quickly pulled it out and glanced at the caller I.D. Although he didn't recognize the number, Barry decided to answer it, figuring it would probably be a wrong number or a telemarketer.
It wasn't.
"Hello?"
"Hello, Bartholomew," his own voice answered back teasingly.
"How'd you get this number?" Barry demanded instantly.
Cisco and Caitlin both gave him curious looks, but Barry ignored them.
"I have my ways," Sebastian answered vaguely, "Anyways, I just thought I'd give you a call this time, since you seemed…less-than-enthused about my surprise visit at your lab this morning. I'm on my way over. I'll be at your house in five minutes, so you better have beer in the fridge."
"I'm not even home," Barry informed him irritably, "It's just Joe and Iris home right now."
"Oooh," Sebastian said menacingly, and Barry could just imagine the smirk on his face right now, "Iris, huh? How 'bout I go over there as you and confess my undying love for her?"
"Sebastian," Barry growled.
"What? It'd be funny," Sebastian laughed, "And I'd be doing you a favor. We both know you'll never have the guts to tell her yourself."
Barry pinched the bridge of his nose and took a deep breath as he held the phone to his ear.
"Look, Bash, if you want to visit with me, then fine," Barry said tiredly, "But please leave Joe and Iris out of it. I'll be home in half an hour. You can come over then."
Sebastian let out a dramatic sigh.
"Fine," he huffed, "See you later then, Bartholomew."
An angry, incomprehensible noise escaped Barry's lips as he hung up the phone. As he tucked the phone away, he turned to find Caitlin and Cisco still staring at him questioningly.
"Who's Sebastian?" Caitlin asked.
Barry sighed. He knew he'd have to tell them eventually. Might as well be now.
"He's my brother," he replied with a scowl.
Caitlin and Cisco's eyes both widened in shock.
"You have a brother?!" Cisco nearly yelled.
"Is that so weird?" Barry responded, raising his eyebrows.
"It's weird that you've never told us about him," Cisco said, nodding.
"Well, I try not to tell most people about him," Barry muttered, glaring at the floor.
"Why?" Caitlin asked in confusion.
"Because he's kinda an asshole," Barry said simply, walking back towards the treadmill.
Cisco and Caitlin both looked at each other. They could tell there was a lot more to this story, but Barry didn't seem very keen on talking about it. That was made clear when he didn't say another word on the subject and started to run again. Cisco shrugged and decided to let it go. Asshole or not, though, it was strange that this was the first they were hearing of Barry's brother. They had been led to believe Barry was an only child. Barry, himself, had always said his dad was the only family he had left. Clearly, there were some serious issues here involving his brother.
Wow. For a smart guy, Barry was kind of stupid, Sebastian thought. He flat out told him he wasn't home right now and wouldn't be for a good half hour or so. How was Sebastian not supposed to have a little fun with that? Sebastian grinned as he parked his car a little ways down the street and then made his way over to the house. He didn't knock but instead just walked right in, making himself at home.
He quickly found both Joe and Iris to be in the kitchen, and Sebastian smirked to himself when he overheard a bit of their conversation.
"Obviously, Barry was joking," Iris laughed, "He couldn't even handle a cigarette when he tried one in high school. He and I never smoked pot. He's just messing with you, dad."
Joe let out a nervous laugh.
"Right," he said, sounding relieved, "I figured that."
Sebastian smirked as he then walked into the kitchen.
"Hello, family," he greeted the other two.
"Hey, Bar," Iris said, smiling at him.
Sebastian sauntered over to the refrigerator then, promptly finding the beer and pulling out two bottles right away. He set one of them on the counter and twisted off the cap to the other. Joe and Iris both raised their eyebrows as he downed the first one in one go before opening the second one.
"Rough day, Barry?" Iris laughed, watching him in confused amusement.
"Yep," Sebastian said, taking a large swig, "Work was a bitch. Why I chose such a boring, nerdy science job, I have no idea."
Joe and Iris both looked at each other. Something was really off about Barry today.
"Oh my God," Barry groaned, coming to a sudden stop on the treadmill, "I'm an idiot."
"Is there a problem, Mr. Allen?" Dr. Wells, who had just entered the room, asked.
"I have to get home," Barry said abruptly, "God, I'm so stupid! I just told my brother I wasn't home. Why did I do that?"
With that, Barry flashed out of the lab.
"I take it Barry's brother is in town?" Wells calmly asked the other after Barry's abrupt departure.
"You knew he had a brother?!" Cisco asked incredulously.
"Of course," Wells replied calmly, "I do my research on everyone I keep in my company."
"Yeah, that's not creepy," Cisco muttered.
"I just did a search on Sebastian Allen," Caitlin said, from where she was sitting on her computer, "Nothing comes up."
"That's because Barry's brother changed his last name to Smythe," Wells informed them, "All you have to do is search the public records."
"He's right," Caitlin said a moment later, looking at her computer, "It looks like Barry's brother was adopted by the Smythe family when he was eleven."
She frowned at the records on the screen.
"I wonder why they were separated," she said thoughtfully.
"I guess we'll just have to ask Mr. Allen about that," Dr. Wells said, "I know as much about it as you two now."
That wasn't exactly true. He had been watching Barry since he was eleven years old, and he knew quite a bit about his twin as well. Sebastian Allen hadn't been in the house the night he had killed Nora, and Wells knew he had a very different viewpoint on the whole tragedy than Barry did. It was no wonder why Barry didn't tell people he had a brother.
The two couldn't be any less alike.
Barry came to a quick stop right outside the door to his house. He opened the door in a hurry and wasn't at all happy—or surprised—to find that his brother was in fact, already there, sitting on the living room couch, knocking back a bottle of beer. Joe and Iris were in the living room as well, watching Sebastian polish off the bottle with confused looks on their faces. Barry closed the door with a snap, causing Joe and Iris to look over at him. The surprise on their faces almost would have been comical if Barry wasn't so pissed.
"I told you I wouldn't be here until six," Barry said angrily, pausing in the doorway.
Joe and Iris looked back and forth between the two of them, realization suddenly becoming apparent on their faces.
"Sebastian," Joe sighed, "That explains a lot."
"Barry," Sebastian called happily, "Sit down. Have a beer with us."
Barry scowled as he sat down on the opposite side of the couch from his twin, who happened to be the only one drinking.
"Why didn't you tell us your brother was in town?" Iris asked him as she sat down between them.
"Oh, don't be surprised Barry didn't tell you," Sebastian said to her, "He doesn't tell you a lot of things. Ain't that right, Bar?"
He gave Barry a knowing look, and Barry scowled at him.
"He just surprised me this morning," Barry answered her, ignoring his twin.
"Well, we should all go out to eat or something," she said happily, "Catch up a bit."
"And as thrilling as that sounds," Sebastian said condescendingly, "I have a better idea. Let's go grab some drinks. Live while we're young and all that."
"No," Barry deadpanned.
"Yeah, sure," Iris laughed, "Why not? It's Friday, after all."
"See?" Sebastian said to his brother, "Iris knows what I'm talking about. She's always been the fun one. Although, it's not very difficult to be more fun than you."
Barry didn't say anything. He just glared at his twin.
"Come on, Bar," Iris urged, "It'll be fun. We haven't seen Bash in years."
"He's probably just chicken," Sebastian taunted, "Afraid to have his first beer."
Barry rolled his eyes.
"Fine," he sighed.
Iris clapped her hands happily.
"I'll let Eddie know," she said, grinning, "You should invite Cisco and Caitlin, too."
Barry rubbed his eyes with his palms. He had just wanted to get through the last day of the work week, get some training done, and then enjoy the rest of the night off. Now he was going out for drinks with his brother.
"I'm still a little hurt you never told us you had a brother," Cisco said, leaning up against the bar.
Barry sighed.
"He's not exactly easy to be around," he warned, "You'll see what I mean when you meet him."
"Where is he anyways?" Caitlin asked, looking around the bar.
She had no idea what Barry's brother looked like, but she didn't see anyone else in the bar who even remotely resembled him.
"You can always count on Sebastian to be fashionably late," Barry said, rolling his eyes.
"Holy shit," Cisco said suddenly.
The other two looked at him to see that his eyes were locked on something on the other side of the room. Following his gaze, they saw no one other than Barry's double sauntering into the bar, his usual smirk occupying his face.
"You're a twin?" Caitlin asked, spinning on Barry.
Barry just nodded, not smiling. He didn't think he'd be doing too much smiling tonight. Going out with his brother was that painful.
"Interesting choice of bar, Barry," Sebastian said arrogantly as he joined them, "I take it it was your choice to come here?"
"Actually, it was mine," Caitlin corrected him, "Best karaoke bar in Central City."
She smiled at him then and held out her hand.
"I'm Caitlin Snow," she said kindly, "I'm Barry's doctor and friend."
Sebastian shook her hand, his eyes flitting to Barry with a somewhat malicious-looking smiling playing at the corners of his mouth.
"Are you so messed up, Bar, you have to take your shrinks out to the bar with you now?" he asked with a smirk.
Caitlin raised her eyebrows in surprise, looking between the two brothers uncomfortably.
"Actually, I'm a physician kind of doctor," she said awkwardly, "I'm not a shrink."
Barry let out a heavy sigh, giving his brother an impatient glare.
"He knows," he gritted, "He's just being an ass."
Sebastian raised his hands in defense, although the smile never left his face.
"Hey, honest mistake," he said in a mock-innocent voice.
His eyes then turned to Cisco.
"And who's this?" he asked, "Your boyfriend, Bar?"
Barry just groaned as Cisco stepped forward and shook Sebastian's hand.
"Cisco Ramon," he introduced himself seriously, "Barry's friend."
Sebastian just laughed lightly.
"Don't be so serious," he said with a grin, "I'm not trying to offend anyone, not that there's anything offensive about being gay."
"Sebastian's gay," Barry informed the other two, "He's just messing with you. He has a strange sense of humor."
"I've noticed," Cisco said, laughing lightly, "So, Sebastian, why have we not met you before, or heard about you, for that matter?"
Barry gave Cisco an uneasy look, but everyone's attention turned to Sebastian when he spoke.
"Barry didn't tell you guys about me?" he asked, feigning offense, "I'm hurt, Bar."
"Well, it's not like you exactly tell people about me either," Barry pointed out bitterly, "I've only met your adoptive family once."
The smallest wince was detectable on Sebastian's face at these words. If Barry didn't have his speed, he doubted he would have even seen it. The smile slid from Sebastian's face for half a second, but he pulled it right back up again as he answered Cisco's question.
"I suspect Bar's never told you about me because he's insecure," he drawled, "He's always been jealous of me. I've always been the more talented one. Ain't that right, Bar?"
Barry just rolled his eyes, not satisfying his brother with a retort.
They were interrupted then by the arrival of Iris and Eddie, who were joining them late due to the fact Eddie had only just gotten off of work.
"Woah," Eddie said when he saw the two brothers standing side by side together, "You didn't tell me Barry was a twin."
Iris just laughed.
"Eddie, this is Sebastian Smythe," she introduced, "Barry's brother, which you've already figured out. Sebastian, this is Eddie, my boyfriend."
Sebastian shook Eddie's hand and visibly looked him over, top to bottom, a smile tugging at his lips.
"You better hold onto this one, Iris," Sebastian said, unabashed, "You never know. Some girl might come along and swoop him up. Or guy."
Sebastian winked at him then, and Eddie blushed. Iris just laughed, amused to see Eddie so flustered. Meeting Barry's brother was always quite the experience. You just never knew what was going to come out of that boy's mouth.
"I've actually never been to this bar before," she said, looking around and taking in the inviting atmosphere, "How'd you guys find it?"
"Barry and I came here once," Caitlin told her, "I even got him to sing some karaoke with me."
"Ha!" Sebastian ejected loudly, "Barry singing? That is just too good!"
Barry blushed and glared at his brother.
"He actually was amazing," Caitlin said with a smile, "Much better than I was, anyways."
"Barry never sings," Sebastian laughed, shaking his head, "Now, that's something I'd pay to see."
"And how would you know if I sing or not?" Barry said defensively, "I may not have done a Broadway tour of Westside Story like you did, but that doesn't mean I can't sing for fun."
"Actually, Bar," Iris said slowly, "Now that I think of it, I don't know if I've ever heard you sing before either."
"Wait till you hear him," Caitlin gushed, "He seriously brought this place down last time we were here."
"Wait a second now," Barry interjected, laughing and shaking his head, "Who said I was singing tonight? I'm not doing that again. No way. Sebastian's the singer here. He should get up there, not me."
"Glad you know who's better, little bro," Sebastian said, ruffling Barry's hair.
Barry swatted his hand away in annoyance.
"You should both sing!" Cisco said excitedly, "You should go up there together!"
Everyone else nodded, but Barry shook his head, waving his hands.
"No," he said firmly, "No way. I am not singing with him."
"What are you afraid of?" Sebastian taunted, "Afraid I'll make you look bad? Afraid to find out once and for all who's the best?"
"Bash, singing is your thing," Barry pointed out with a laugh, "Of course you're going to be better than me. It isn't even a competition."
"Barry, everything is a competition with us," Sebastian said seriously, the smile sliding from his face, "Always has been. Always will be."
Barry sighed.
"Fine," he said, knowing his brother wasn't going to let it go until he did this, "Go pick a song then."
Sebastian gave Barry a shocked look at first. He hadn't expected Barry to actually agree to it. His shock wore off then, and his face broke out in a grin.
"I'll pick a good one," he said before rushing off to sign them up.
Iris laughed and shook Barry's shoulders.
"Oh my God, Bar! I can't believe you're doing this!" she said excitedly.
"Neither can I," Barry muttered, taking a sip of his drink.
He couldn't get drunk, but maybe just the taste of alcohol would have a placebo effect or something. It seemed to loosen him up a bit, at least. Sebastian seemed to have had plenty already. He started drinking before six, after all. Joe wasn't happy to find that he had cleared all the beer out of their fridge.
"So, Barry," Cisco said after Sebastian had left, "You're right. Your brother is a little bit of an ass, but that doesn't explain why you seem to practically hate him."
Barry sighed.
"I don't hate him," he insisted, trying to find the right way to explain this to them, "Things are complicated between us. We haven't ever really seen eye to eye, and let's be honest. He's a little difficult to be around."
No one could really argue with Barry there.
"Why were you two separated?" Caitlin asked gently then.
Barry looked at the ground, at a loss for words. Thankfully, Iris quickly stepped forward and came to his aid.
"This isn't really the place to get into all of that," she said quickly, casting Barry a furtive glance, "We should talk about that later."
Caitlin nodded quickly, instantly realizing that she had brought up a touchy subject.
"Alright everybody!" Sebastian's voice came from the stage, drawing everyone's attention.
"My name is Sebastian Smythe. That wallflower over there is my twin brother, Barry," he said, pointing over at where Barry was standing and now promptly blushing, "And tonight we're going to find out once and for all which twin is the better singer."
A few people in the crowd cheered and laughed.
"Get up here, Bar!" Sebastian called, smirking at him, "Don't be shy."
Barry rolled his eyes as he made his way over to the stage, trying to shake off his nerves. The crowd cheered for him when he made it up on the stage and grabbed the second microphone. Iris gave him a thumbs up, a wide grin on her face.
When the opening music started to play, Barry had to fight the urge to roll his eyes. Of course Sebastian would pick an 80's classic. Bon Jovi's "Livin' on a Prayer." It was so Sebastian.
Sebastian smirked at him before singing the opening line.
Tommy used to work on the docks
Union's been on strike
He's down on his luck
It's tough, ohh so tough
Several people in the crowd cheered. Sebastian was good, very good. He looked over at Barry then, and Barry was determined to show him that he wasn't the only one who could sing. They practically had the same voice, after all. Barry just didn't have a rich adopted family to buy singing lessons for him. He was going to show Sebastian that he could still sing, even without lessons, and Barry found himself smiling as he opened his mouth and the first few words sprang free effortlessly.
Gina works the diner all day
Working for her man
She brings home her pay
For love, mmm for love
The crowd all cheered and clapped and Sebastian laughed, and Barry was surprised to find that it wasn't malicious or jeering. It was a laugh of pleasant surprise to see Barry actually singing. He was actually having fun with this, and Barry found himself having fun, too. He realized he was grinning as they sang the next part together.
She's says we've gotta hold on to what we've got
It doesn't make a difference if we make it or not
We've got each other, and that's a lot
For love, we'll give it a shot
Both brother's laughed as the crowd joined in singing the chorus. It was impossible not to sing along to "Livin' on a Prayer."
Woah, We're half way there
Woah-oh, Livin' on a prayer
Take my hand. We'll make it, I swear
Woah-oh, Livin' on a prayer
By the time they finished the song, neither one of them was caring about whose singing was better. Not even Sebastian, surprisingly. They were both having too much fun with it. The crowd cheered and whistled for them when they were finished, and they both hopped off the stage, laughing as they made their way back over to the others. Sebastian slung his arm around Barry's shoulder and shook him as they walked.
They stopped laughing once they reached the group, and that's when Barry realized the looks they were giving them. Iris even had her mouth hanging open.
"What?" Barry asked.
"Oh my God!" Iris shrieked, "That was amazing! Both of you! Barry, I had no idea you could sing like that!"
Barry just laughed, and Sebastian clapped him on the shoulder.
"It's in the genes, I guess," Sebastian said proudly, "I stand corrected, Bar. You can sing. I think I was just a smidge better, though."
Barry rolled his eyes and laughed.
"You guys need to sing together more often," Eddie said, impressed, "You make a great team."
Barry just shook his head.
"Oh no," he chuckled, "That was a one-time thing."
"Barry wouldn't be able to keep up with my dance moves anyways," Sebastian said arrogantly, "He's got two left feet. Can barely run in a straight line, let alone dance."
Cisco laughed and gave Barry a knowing look. Barry just smiled and shook his head at him.
"Well, I didn't exactly have time for dance lessons growing up," Barry said, trying to laugh off his brother's insult.
"No, you were too busy in therapy, I guess," Sebastian shrugged.
The mood changed instantly. Everyone went dead silent, and the smile dropped from Barry's face, his eyes narrowing at his brother.
"Oh, come on, Bar," Sebastian laughed, smacking him lightly on the arm, "It was a joke."
"You know, Bash," Barry said seriously, "I get really tired of your sense of humor."
"God," Sebastian huffed, rolling his eyes, "Such a drama queen. You need to lighten up a little."
Everyone was looking nervously back and forth between the two brothers. The atmosphere had changed so quickly with just that one comment.
"So, Sebastian," Caitlin said nervously, trying to break the tension, "Tell me more about yourself. I feel like we know nothing about you."
Sebastian grinned at her. He was more than happy to tell her all about himself and his accomplishments, about how he had been in several musicals, including a Broadway tour of Westside Story, which was now taking a brief break, giving him some free time to visit his dear brother. Barry was grateful for the change of subject, but he wished Caitlin hadn't asked Sebastian about himself. His brother was known to go on and on about himself for hours on end.
"God, Barry, you drink like a teenage girl," Sebastian said an hour later, rolling his eyes at Barry's drink.
"What?" Barry asked in confusion, "It's a beer. How is that girly?"
"Because you're only on your second one," Sebastian jeered, "Didn't realize you were such a lightweight. I bet I could drink five times as much as you and still not be drunk."
Barry just laughed and shook his head at his twin.
"I'm telling you now, Bash, you don't want to challenge me to a drinking contest," Barry warned fairly, "You will lose."
"Ha!" Sebastian laughed, "You've gotta be kidding me!"
"Wow," Eddie said, laughing at Sebastian, "You weren't kidding. Everything really is a competition with you two."
"Line up some shots!" Sebastian called to the bartender, "Your strongest whiskey!"
"Sebastian," Barry said seriously, "I'm not having a drinking contest with you. Let's just enjoy the night with everybody, okay?"
"No," Sebastian said seriously, "I want to see you put your money where your mouth is. You seriously think you can outdrink me? Let's settle this once and for all."
"Dude," Cisco said, a smile playing at the corners of his lips, "You really don't want to do that."
"Please," Sebastian scoffed, "I bet any girl in this bar could outdrink Barry. The shit goes straight to his head."
Barry rolled his eyes. He doubted Sebastian had ever even seen him drunk before. He had hardly ever gone out with his brother, and with good reason. He always took things just a step too far. Sebastian just never knew when to stop.
Sebastian smirked at him as the bartender lined up a row of shots in front of them.
"This isn't a good idea," Barry said, eying the shots, "Bash, let's not do this. Let's just have fun."
"You just know you're going to lose, Bar," Sebastian taunted, pushing a shot in front of Barry before grabbing his own.
Barry picked his up and gave Caitlin and Cisco an unsure look. Cisco just shrugged.
"You did warn him, man," Cisco said, smiling knowingly, "I say go for it."
Barry shared a smug grin with Cisco before raising up his shot glass.
"Bottoms up," Sebastian said, toasting his with Barry's before both brothers knocked back their shots.
"Ugh, that's awful," Barry said, making a face.
"Ready to call it quits after one, Bar?" Sebastian teased.
Barry shook his head and smirked.
"Not even close," he said, "Keep 'em coming."
Sebastian just shook his head condescendingly at Barry as they picked up their second round of shots.
"Okay," Iris laughed nervously after their third round, "Barry, you were right. This is a terrible idea."
Sebastian may have never seen Barry drunk before, but Iris sure had. Not that Barry was a major lightweight or anything, but he had never been much of a drinker either.
"You can back out any time you want to, Bartholomew," Sebastian told him.
Barry just shook his head and grinned.
"Nah," he said, "I'm still thirsty."
Sebastian let out a laugh.
"Now that's the Barry I wanted to see," he chuckled, "I knew there was some fun in you somewhere."
After the fifth shot, Sebastian started to slump in his chair. He had been drinking all night, after all.
"You okay there, Bash?" Barry smirked, "You're not looking too good."
"Still'look better'n you," Sebastian slurred, "I'm the better-looking twin."
Barry just shook his head in amusement.
"I think you've had enough now," Barry said gently, taking the shot glass out of Sebastian's hand and setting it back down on the bar.
"Is that your way of saying you quit?" Sebastian asked, raising his eyebrows.
Barry laughed and shook his head.
"No," he said, "I just don't want you to end up in the hospital tonight."
Sebastian glared at him.
"Pick up your shot," he said seriously, "This isn't over yet."
"Bash," Barry urged, "You've had enough."
"I'll decide when I'm done," Sebastian said, grabbing his shot and throwing it back.
He slammed the empty shot glass down on the bar and then looked at Barry expectantly, a dead serious expression on his face.
"Your move, Bar."
Barry sighed and picked up his glass, throwing it back easily. Sebastian gave him an uneasy look then, clearly starting to become surprised by Barry's tolerance. It was like Barry wasn't affected at all. Sebastian was starting to sweat now.
He shakily picked up his next shot, but his face turned a pale gray color just at the sight of it. He tipped it back, though, gagging slightly as it went down. Barry had to hand it to him. The guy must have been really determined to win. Sebastian had always been that way, though, especially with Barry. He made everything a competition, and with Sebastian, losing was never an option.
As it happened, Barry didn't like losing much either. He wouldn't exactly call this a fair competition—seeing as alcohol had no effect on him besides maybe upsetting his stomach a little—but Sebastian had long since had this coming. Barry was a good guy, but a part of him took pleasure in showing his brother up, especially since Sebastian had taunted him into doing this in the first place.
After throwing back the shot, Sebastian slumped against the bar, looking sideways at Barry.
"Your turn," he slurred, his usual flair and cockiness now gone.
Barry smiled and picked up his next shot. He held it up in a silent toast before throwing it back and setting the glass down on the bar with a snap. Iris laughed in surprise, and Eddie raised his eyebrows. Who knew Barry Allen of all people could knock back seven shots of straight whiskey like it was nothing?
Sebastian groaned as he looked at the next shot in front of him.
"Alright," he groaned quietly, "I give."
Barry laughed.
"What was that, Bash?" he teased, "I didn't hear you."
Sebastian glared at him.
"I give," he growled, "You win."
Barry laughed and raised his hands in triumph. Caitlin just shook her head at him in amusement, having known from the start that this was a contest Sebastian would not win.
"Just keep in mind," Sebastian hiccupped, "This was not a fair competition. I drank a lot more than you before we started."
Barry just shook his head, and then, feeling just a tad cocky, he picked up another shot.
"We'll make it fair then," he said with a grin before slamming the shot, following it with three more, one right after the other, polishing off the rest of the shots sitting on the bar.
Sebastian's eyes widened, but he didn't say anything. He just rolled his eyes.
"Alright, Barry," Cisco laughed knowingly, "Now you're just showing off."
Barry laughed.
"I think we better call it a night," he said then, "Bash looks like he's ready to pass out."
Sebastian rolled his eyes at him, but it was true that he was seriously slumping up against the bar now. Barry was actually worried he might not be able to walk out of there. As they were leaving the bar, Cisco nudged Barry and whispered to him.
"Tomorrow you should challenge him to an eating contest," he said with a wink.
Barry laughed and shook his head.
"Yeah, sure," he joked, "And then I can challenge him to a race."