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Crutchie's leg ached, an indication that it was going to rain soon.
"I thinks it's cool" Racetrack said fondly as he massaged the aching boy's leg. "Sorry it hurts, though"
"Eh" Crutchie shrugged. "It's a superpower"
"Atta boy" Racetrack chuckled. "Turn it good!"
"Yeah" Crutchie smiled, relaxing under his boyfriend's touch. "Turn it good"
