DISCLAIMER: I don't own The Flash or any part of Grease, Summer Nights being one of them.

This little project will be a collection of drabbles where each one is inspired to some extent by a line in what I'm pretty sure is THE official Snowbarry song thanks to 'Crazy for You'. I apologise in advance if I happen to take liberties in how I translate each line into a fic for the sake of some variety in how they come out, but I hope all you fellow Snowbarry shippers enjoy them all the same.

Timeline/Setting: Post-1x02, same night as the ending.

Warnings/Comments: Canon-compliant and spoiler-free.

Summer lovin', had me a blast

"This," announces Cisco with the kind of dramatic flair that one would usually reserve for something on the level of a ribbon-cutting ceremony, "deserves to be celebrated."

Having just zipped back into S.T.A.R. Labs, Barry at first assumes that he's just caught the tail end of a conversation between the exuberant tech genius and the woman seated next to him behind the computers, but the perplexed look on Caitlin's face indicates she has no idea what her colleague is going on about either. As fast as he is on his feet, it also takes the speedster a second to realise Cisco had been looking mostly at him when he'd spoken.

"It was just an armoured car hijacking, Cisco; it wasn't that big a deal and they didn't even know what hit them. Which means I'm fine, Caitlin. See? No injuries," he waves both of them off for different reasons although he can't help a self-satisfied grin at the memory of the flabbergasted looks on the criminals who'd found themselves 'mysteriously' bereft of their vehicle, guns and clothes as well as tied to the nearest street light.

"Last I checked, I was the one with the medical background," the doctor counters as she gets up from her seat and gestures for him to follow her to the med bay, "so let me make that assessment for myself."

"Come on, you guys," Cisco enthuses as he follows them not unlike an excited puppy, "do you not realise the significance of today?"

"I think you're going to have to explain yourself because I'm pretty sure neither of us have any idea what you're going on about," Barry chuckles as he pushes his mask off and sits on the bed in one swift movement. Caitlin's only contribution to the conversation is an exasperated sigh as she fusses over her patient, poking and prodding him none too gently as she looks for any cuts or bruises he might have gotten without realising it.

"I can't believe I have to spell it out for you two," Cisco complains as he throws his hands up in the air dramatically. "We just officially ended our first day as a crime-fighting superhero team! How is this not a big deal?!"

"Well, when you put it that way..." the superhero in question muses with a faint grin, one which does not go unnoticed by his personal physician. Caitlin merely frowns at him when he meets her gaze as she finishes her examination of him. "What do you say, Doctor Snow? Up for a little party?"

"If there's anything to celebrate, it would be you making it back without any injuries today because something tells me that is going to be a rarity in the future," she retorts although there is a distinct lack of bite in her words.

"So..." Cisco trails off hopefully.

Looking particularly cornered, Caitlin rolls her eyes and lets out a defeated huff. "Fine," she caves, her voice almost immediately drowned out by his whoop of joy.

"Drinks!" the mechanical engineer crows as he immediately dashes out of the room.

"No alcohol, Cisco!" Caitlin calls after him as he disappears around the corner. "It's late and I'd rather none of us get into any accidents going home!"

"Buzzkill!" echoes back from down the corridor, causing her frown to deepen slightly much to Barry's slowly growing amusement.

As if sensing that he's deriving a little too much enjoyment out of the situation, the lone female in the facility turns her attention to him. Not that it stops him from grinning at her, of course. "And you need to restore your energy levels," she orders, handing him one of the super-energy bars he's pretty sure is going to become a permanent part of his diet from now on.

"Yes, ma'am," he responds as he dutifully unwraps it and takes a bite, wincing a little at the taste. Maybe he could ask Cisco to do something about it for the next batch. A little chocolate flavouring wouldn't hurt, right? His idle musings are cut short when Caitlin speaks up again.

"You could be a little more practical about how you handle situations so you don't waste your energy. Those criminals didn't exactly need to be stripped down to their underwear," she chastises.

"Aw come on," he wheedles, pulling his best puppy dog eyes at her, "it was kinda funny."

Caitlin just sighs and looks away but not before Barry catches the small upwards twitch of her lips.

"Wait, was that a smile? Did you just smile?" he asks in delight.

That gets her to direct her gaze back at him although any mirth, real or imagined, has been wiped off her face. "I did no such thing," she answers curtly, crossing her arms in an almost defiant gesture as if challenging him to argue the topic with her. There was no way Dr Caitlin Snow would ever find that juvenile stunt of his amusing in any way after all.

Cisco chooses that moment to reappear with three chilled cans of soda, cutting off any comebacks Barry might have uttered and ending their little pseudo-argument before it can truly begin. "Carbonated drinks as commanded by the honourable Dr Snow," he announces with a touch of faux grandeur that he tops off with a small bow. True to form, Caitlin ignores his subtle mocking of her seriousness with a roll of her eyes as she accepts her drink. "Too bad Dr Wells had that appointment tonight; feels a bit weird doing this without him since he's a big part of this too," he adds once he's sure there is no retribution to be had for his little joke.

"We could always have a proper celebration at a later date," Barry suggests as he finishes off the last of his snack and grateful that he now has something he can use to wash the taste of it out of his mouth. "You know, with alcohol."

"I hope you both are aware that getting drunk is not a necessity for celebrations," Caitlin scolds somewhat half-heartedly as they all crack open their cans.

"To us," Cisco cuts off any further potential arguments, raising his drink as if it were a glass of champagne, "Central City's new crime-fighting superhero team! And I am so coming up with a cool name for us as soon as possible."

"To us," Barry choruses, shaking his head in amusement.

"To more occasions of Barry coming back without any injuries," Caitlin follows up, causing both guys to stare at her. "What? I did say that part was worth celebrating," she states in her usual matter-of-fact way as she takes a sip out of her can.

There's something so... Caitlin about it that he can't help but grin. "Well, I certainly second that," he quips as he toasts her before taking a swig of his own drink.

"You two really know how to suck the life out of these things," Cisco grumbles into the mouth of his can, his earlier cheer all but gone in light of the less-than-uplifting toast.

Out of the corner of his eye, Barry catches a more pronounced upturn of Caitlin's lips which she tries to hide behind her drink.

That had definitely been an honest-to-goodness smile. He's 99.9% sure of it.

The sight makes him smile too, and he figures 'make Caitlin Snow smile more often' is a pretty good objective to add to his list of duties as a budding superhero. After all, every superhero needed goals like those, right?

This took me a while to write but I hope it came out alright. I chose to interpret "had me a blast" as a party but I ended up taking some liberties with that too, so I'm not completely confident in how it turned out. I'm a bit nervous about this since it's my first contribution to the Snowbarry fandom (and promises to be a huge undertaking thanks to how long Summer Nights' lyrics are) so feel free to let me know what you think.