Prompt 12

Who is the one to start food fights?

Summary: Nate and Ray really need to learn to not train Nate's powers indoors.

In all honesty, it was really Ray and Nate's fault. Why they still thought training in the Waverider's cargo hold was a good idea, no one knew, but that was exactly what they were doing.

Leonard Snart had returned to the ship months ago. He'd quickly gotten used to the dynamics with the new members of the crew and even got back into the groove of things with the original crew. His interactions with Sara returned to their flirty nature, and he was still waiting for that perfect time to prove to her that he's one hell of a thief. Their card games started from where it left off, and their friendship resumed stronger than ever. He didn't care about the flings and relationships she'd had. He had been, by all rights on their Earth, dead. Ava's comments on Sara not being broken and then that Len himself was just going to drag all of them down because he was a reminder of their past did annoy him. It apparently annoyed everyone else too because she was no longer someone on the ship. He was certain Gideon had a lot to do with it too.

During another night of cards, Len's sweet tooth began to call to him. That led to him and Sara heading to the galley for a sweet treat. They heard the rumbling of Ray and Nate's training throughout the hallway, and Sara rolled her eyes, "You'd think getting sucked out of the cargo door because of an idiotic move and nearly dying in feudal Japan would teach those two a lesson."

Len snorted, "Yes because those two are known for learning lessons so well. Remind me how many times Heywood's done something stupid and left the team high and dry?"

She hummed an agreement as they walked inside the kitchen. "Gideon, chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream, if you please." She stepped over to the replicator as it began to glow.

The man shook his head. "I still have such a hard time getting used to the fact that we have something that produces food." He leaned beside the machine as Sara finished getting her bowl.

"It is odd, but hey, I can't cook, so it's great to me." She shrugged.

Leonard chuckled, "Lucky for you," he drawled, "I can cook." He gave her an inviting smirk before addressing the AI, "Gideon, chocolate marshmallow for me if you please."

Sara shook her head as she leaned on the counter near him. Chocolate and marshmallow were a common theme with the thief. "And how is you being able to cook lucky for me?"

He took his bowl from the replicator and turned with a flourish to face her. Just as he was coming to a stop the entire ship gave a violent shudder. He threw his hands out to keep his balance as another shudder rocked the Waverider. Unfortunately, in doing that, his bowl of ice cream flew out of his hand only to land at Sara's feet. She was distracted for the moment by turning her attention to finding out what was going on, "Gideon? Was that a timequake?"

"No, Captain Lance, that was Mr. Heywood and Dr. Palmer," Gideon answered.

Leonard gave a small growl. "Did the nerd idiots break anything?"

"No, Mr. Snart. Nothing is broken in the cargo bay." Gideon reassured.

Leonard glanced back at the ice cream splattering just on the toe of Sara's shoe. She'd seemed to have noticed it as well. She eyed him for a moment, and he wondered for a moment if she were about to sink a knife in him. He opened his mouth to give some form of apology; it wasn't really his fault, but this was Sara, and she was an exception to many of his rules.

Suddenly, she swooped down and scooped up a hand full of the cold treat and, with an impish smile, she lobbed it right at him. He was too stunned at Sara doing something so childish, he didn't even try to dodge, not fully. The glob hit his abdomen and began to slowly slip from his form. It was a shock, the sudden spike of cold. He quickly regained himself and decided he should defend himself. He grabbed the mess on his shirt and threw it right at her, following it to grab the bowl in her hands.

Soon, ice cream and all other manner of food were flying across the room, being lobbed between the crook and assassin. Mick and Jax stepped into the galley and paused at the sight. They slowly moved into the room walking around the edge in hopes of not being noticed. Then something suddenly hit Mick in the back of the head while Jax felt something freezing cold slap on to his neck. Slowly, both turned to face the other two occupants of the room. Mick slapped a hand on whatever had hit him and felt the remains of some kind of food. He took in the sight of Sara's impish gaze and the nearly sadistic smirk of Len. He'd just wanted a sandwich, dammit, and now he had to take Blondie and Boss down.

Jax just stood stunned. His hand pulled ice cream from his neck. His gaze returned to Sara and Leonard when something went flying past his head from his side. As more food began to be launched like missiles, he realized that Mick Rory had just joined the fray of mock battle with a thief and an assassin. The roar-like battle cry the pryo gave startled Jax out of his stupor in time to receive a face full of-was that really mashed potatoes? "Oh, it's on!" He cried out as he scraped the offending white blob from his face and threw it best he could at Snart's salt-and-pepper buzz cut.

Len easily dodged the projectile from their engineer and returned fire at his longtime best friend and partner. He knew that by the end of this, no one was getting out even remotely clean.

Stein walked to the galley. He was curious as to why the sounds of destruction were still coming from the cargo bay after such a massive shudder. He was also curious as to why Gideon sounded snippy at the mentioning of their captain and the others. Wally, Amaya and Zari were the only ones not irritating the AI today, besides himself, and he honestly wondered why.

He could hear shouts coming from the galley the closer he walked along with an excited thrill from Jefferson. He stood before the door waiting before he opened it. He could hear all sorts of commotion coming from within, including Rory yelling, "Watch it, Snart!" and "Dammit, Blondie!", even "Good shot, kid!".

A thrilled holler from Jefferson had him opening the door. He froze at what he saw. It was astonishing to see Sara standing on a counter, a tomato in one hand and the other scraping something off her thigh. Leonard was balanced perfectly atop a table, a bowl of something liquid in his hands that he was tossing over the large form of Mick. The liquid soon covered the large man's shoulders even as he spun around and threw something at the thief. Leonard easily sidestepped the glob only to have to quickly jump to another table as Jefferson threw, what looked to be, a mashed banana at the tall man. Mick easily caught the substance and the younger half of FIRESTORM and rubbed it into the young man's hair.

Now, Stein understood Gideon's ire. Slowly, he backed out of the room and the door slammed shut. It would be entertaining footage to watch later, but for now, he was a bit worried about being included into the fray. He shook his head, surprised by the childish antics of his teammates but warmed by the fact that the two having the least number of good childhood experiences were able to easily let loose. He headed back to his room, just as content to read until the insanity was over than to join anyone else's past time.

It was another few minutes before the group in the galley slowed. They were all four covered in some kind of food. Sara was laughing, a light shining in her eyes. Leonard, caught up in the excitement still, wrapped an arm around Sara's waist and pulled her flush to his front and swooped in to steal that kiss he was challenged to steal before the Oculus.

Sara melted into the kiss, one she'd been waiting on for years. Behind them Mick and Jax wolf-whistled only to receive synchronized middle fingers. Both men burst out barks of laughter.

An hour later, the four were finally clean. Of course, the galley was still covered in food. Sara drug Len to her room shortly after. "Gideon, have Ray and Nate clean the entire ship as punishment for once again doing damage to the cargo bay. Oh," she paused as she began to enter with him, "and have them start in the galley."

"Right away, Captain Lance." Gideon intoned.

Len smirked with a glance at the ceiling, "And it'd be appreciated if we weren't disturbed."

"Of course, Mr. Snart," Gideon acknowledged.

Minutes later, the combined yell of Ray and Nate sounded through the halls, "What the hell happened in the kitchen?!"

Mick and Jax had to lean against the walls right outside the room in question due to the laughter that overtook them. Breathless, Jax barked out, "Guess you'll be thinking twice before starting a food fight from now on, huh?"

Both men turned to look at him and Mick in disbelief and shock. That just caused the other two to laugh harder.