𝐂𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨 𝐑𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐧

He’s going to dream about cherry trees tonight.

Hartley is otherwise engaged in an especially enthralling sudoku puzzle. "It's for the greater good." He's about as calm as he was the day he brought home a pygmy sloth and told Cisco they were both now proud sloth-fathers.

"I have too many of my supplies back on my earth," he explains patiently, vivid imagery of spellbooks and owl's feet dancing in his head. "Making the trip back so often is taxing."

Dots the Sprite off his chin with a napkin. "Yes."

Hey, no fleeing from this conversation again. Hartley's demands will finally be met today, no take-backs. "I want to convert the spare room into an alchemy chamber."

Their future child.

Hartley: *brings home a literal possum with the intention of domesticating it like a dog* Cisco: Weird flex but okay.