Ever since joining Team Flash, Iris West has been working hard to make herself useful to Cisco and Caitlin, working as their assistant, an extra pair of hands during experiments.
One fateful day she was helping Cisco make some improvements to Ray Palmer's A.T.O.M Exosuit. Meanwhile, Cisco ran diagnostics at his computer station.
She was responsible for testing and detecting the cause of a bug in the system, which loosely translated to her playing with every button until something happened.
All weapon and flight systems had been disabled for this test, of course, to ensure Cisco and Iris's safety. But electronic signals and other operating systems were still operational. Such as the Dwarf Star Size Changing Beam. Which wasn't labeled as a weapon by Ray because it caused no physical harm to the intended target.
"Okay, Iris, It looks like all the systems pass inspection. I should be able to tweak the design without compromising anything. Good work." Cisco announced, but Iris noticed that there was one button she hadn't pressed yet.
She tilted the arm of the suit up, accidentally pointing it in Cisco's direction, as she quietly moved to press the last button. Unfortunately, Cisco noticed this action too late.
"Wait, Iris! Don't, (Click)." was all Cisco could utter before a white smokescreen appeared before him, surround his entire body and altering his molecular structure.
It was something that shocked Iris as much as it caught Cisco off guard, forcing her to drop the arm as quickly as she could, but it was too late.
As the mist created began to fade, it became clear to Iris that Cisco was no longer in the room, or so she thought.
"Oh crap, I disintegrated him!" Cisco heard the booming voice of Iris say as he rubbed his head, looking up to take in the biggest surprise of his life as the ebony woman ran to investigate the scene.
"Oh man, I so was not ready for Attack of the Fifty-Foot Iris when I woke up this morning!" Cisco reacted, making his usual pop culture reference when faced with a new situation. But, calling Iris fifty feet tall was an insult to how enormous she really was compared to the now inch tall man.
She was alerted to his presence by the sound of his squeaky voice below her, leaning over a nearby chair to see what could have been a button, or maybe even a bottle cap, but it was something much thinner. "Cisco?" Iris asked joyfully, glad that she hadn't killed him, at least not yet.
"Hey, Iris, I..." was all Cisco could say before his small voice was overpowered by a much louder one.
"Cisco, Iris! Is that you?" boomed the voice of Caitlin just around the corner, making her way into the lab, which caught Cisco's attention, forcing him to take his eyes off Iris for a moment. That ended up being the wrong move.
"It's just me in here, Caitlin!" Iris said, nervously positioning herself over Cisco. Although, she couldn't describe her reason for doing so. She was probably worried about being excluded from future experiments after this mistake, so she had to hide the evidence by any means necessary.
The exclusion of his name was not lost on Cisco as he turned to confront Iris, only to see her jean-clad butt coming down on top of him like a gigantic meteor. It was too large to evade, not that there was anywhere he could run while trapped on top of a chair.
"Crap, that's gonna leave a mark," Cisco said to himself, only moments before the impact. Forcing Cisco onto his back as Iris turned him into some extra padding for her seat.
Luckily, Iris's butt was well padded and very soft, even through the coarse fabric of her denim jeans, sparing Cisco the misfortune of being crushed like a bug, even if the experience was less than enjoyable.
"Why did I do that? Oh well, it's too late to turn back now!" Iris muttered to herself as she anxiously shuffled from left to right on top of Cisco, trying to make herself and him comfortable at the same time.
Caitlin walked into the lab a few moments later. "Hey Iris, how are the tests going on Dr. Palmer's suit?" the young woman asked, not seeing anything out of the ordinary.
"The tests? Yeah, they're going, should be done soon." Iris announced, nervously covering her tracks.
Caitlin could sense that something was amiss, and yet she ignores it. Instead, choosing to ask about Cisco's whereabouts.
"Have you seen Cisco? I needed to talk to him about possibly helping me out on another project, but I don't want to put him under any pressure if his scedules back up." Caitlin announced, waiting for an answer while Iris struggled to think of a believable lie.
All she could think about was the pressure he must have been dealing with underneath her ass. "He-um made a coffee run, to Jitters." Iris stuttered a response, using her old job as a cover.
"Perfect, I'll have him pick me up something while he's out." Caitlin smiled, whipping out her phone and sending Cisco a text. Meanwhile, Iris hides the fact that he wouldn't get the message.
The two girls looked over at his cell phone on the desk as it vibrated, "Huh, that's weird. Cisco never leaves his phone behind. I'm surprised he left without it." Caitlin announced, disappointed she wouldn't get her usual order from Jitters. But it also made her even more curious about why Iris was acting so strange.
What happens next?"
1. Caitlin presses the issue and asks Iris where Cisco is, forcing her to come clean and reveal his location under her.
2. Caitlin asks Iris if she can use the computer to check the results of a simulation she ran earlier today. Luckily, Iris has the foresight to slip Cisco into her back pocket, ensuring her secret stay hidden.
3. Caitlin asks Iris if she can use the computer to input the results from her last experiment, forcing Iris to stand up before she has the chance to recover Cisco from the chair, allowing Caitlin to sit on top of him.
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