Still— [ Piper's glad for the waitress coming back with their fresh drinks, not just for the alcohol, but for the brief interruption. As she leaves, he sighs and takes a long drink. ]
I've sort of been an asshole about the whole thing, since you two got together.
So I hear. As long as Mick's not swayed, I can't be bothered to care that much. I was closer to my partner than I ever was to anyone else since I was in juvie with thirteen. That was in the Eighties. I ain't exactly used to people approving of who I'm with.
[He shrugs his shoulders, looking down at his drink.]
No kidding. I was still actively a Rogue in the 80s, and I was barely out of the closet. I had to deal with all sorts of shit from the other guys. [ He rolls his eyes. ] Mostly Boomerang and Weather Wizard. [ A snort. ] Please, like anyone who likes Mark Twain that much is heterosexual.
Yeah, I think he said like a year or so before the rest of us got here? Maybe a year and a half? And there's plenty here that's weirder and harder to get used to than a crisis of sexuality.
David Singh? Yes, I do. Captain of the CCPD where I'm from. But last I checked he was married. Not to you. I can't remember his husband's name right now, but I'd know if it was yours.
[Which doesn't mean that he couldn't also have a boyfriend, sure, but it still sounds like that isn't his world's version.]
I can meet him some time, see if he thinks I'm less ugly than usual. [The ultimate test.]
Captain? Huh. Must not be the same one. He said he's the director of the crime lab.
[ He toys with his mostly empty glass, letting the ice cubes clink at the bottom and spinning them around idly. Maybe he should order another one, or maybe that's a bad idea. He laughs at Len's comment, though. ]
Sorry that's our test, but you are kind of an anomaly. Anyway, I think so, but who knows. It seemed like he had a hard time reconciling the idea.
[ He does genuinely feel bad to an extent for being such an asshole about Len and Mick's relationship. He may not think it's the greatest idea either of them has either had, but knowing that Len—Leonard Snart, Captain goddamn Cold—had actually sacrificed himself for someone else? Out of what definitely sounds like genuine love? He's not above admitting he might have been wrong about this Len. He is, however, still not about to go about admitting it out loud and to his face.
At the comment about James, he can't help a short laugh. ]
What, meeting someone from another version of home that he's romantically involved with, or vice versa? That would require any James in any universe having the attention span for a long term relationship.
[ He feels a weird twist in his stomach and finishes his drink quickly. ]
[He doesn't comment at the speed at which Piper finishes his drink, just leisurely sips his own and gets the attention of the waitress. Seems like they definitely need another round.]
Well, he hooked up with Harley Quinn, apparently. Which might have been some mutual narcissism more than a relationship, but that might be as close as he gets.
[ Oh, okay. Piper should definitely not have another scotch and soda without ordering food to go along with it. When the waitress comes back over at Len's gesture, Piper orders a couple of sliders to go with his drink. ]
What, romantically? We've been friends for a long time, that's all.
[ He rolls his eyes at the "put up with" comment, though he's glad for the diversion. ]
Mick "puts up with" me, too, you know, and there's no attraction there. Hell, I'd probably still put up with most of the other Rogues, and they're way more hard to get along with than I am.
[ Once a Rogue, always a Rogue. Except Roscoe, because fuck that guy. ]
[He's known some of the assholes Mick had chosen to befriend and he's criticised him to his face, he feels pretty justified making that claim.]
We never got to that point. Rogues. You say it like there's a capital R. Most I ever had was Lisa and Mick. Then the time travel team, but that was a hero gig. Ain't counting that.
[ Piper frowns when Len mentions Lisa—not the usual disapproving frown he usually has around Cold, but something distant and sad. But he hides it quickly enough, replaced with an odd sort of nostalgia. ]
I can't imagine the Flash without the Rogues. Though I think it actually kept some of us from causing more trouble for him on our own. I'll give the Cold in my world one thing, he was strict with the rules: no drugs, no killing unless absolutely necessary—and never a Flash. No hurting women or kids, either, not that most of us wanted to in the first place.
It's not exactly the kind of thing I ever thought would happen. Definitely not to me.
[Now, if it were Matt, he'd—okay, he'd still have a hard time believing it. It's just not something that happens in real life period, and yet here Foggy is.]
But on the bright side, at least bagels and other breakfast foods still exist in this universe! It almost makes up for everything else.
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