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Chapter 111 - Multiple Ships

- Chapter 111 - Candy Cane Obsessions -
Warnings: Mentions of eating problems
Modern AU (minus Covid)
Third Person POV

A/N, I wrote this about a year ago when I only had like thirty followers and was a horrible writer (for those of you who knew me then, don't disagree. You know I'm right). Recently, I rewrote it (and changed some parts) for my friend as a Christmas present because he deserved something happy (I wrote him twelve happy stories for Christmas because all we right is sad stuff lol). That's why this story is in past tense lol. I'm added back the parts I took out and editing it, so here's the completed version.
Merry Christmas all! And happy holidays!

Race sat on his bed in the room he slept in at Medda's house. He was wrapping presents for his friends. Since he was a broke high schooler, he didn't have much money, but he tried to get stuff that would be meaningful to his friends.

"Racer!" Elmer exclaimed in a sing-song voice as he opened the door to Antonio's room.

Race's eyes widened in fear. "Close your eyes!" He exclaimed, quickly hiding the present.

Elmer's hands quickly flew over his eyes as Race chuckled.

Race finished wrapping the present. "Hi, El." He chuckled lightly.

"Morning, Race," Elmer greeted, walking in as he watched Race put a bow on the present.

"Do you need something?" Race asked, looking up at Elmer.

Elmer pouted at him. "Do you not like my company?" he asked his boyfriend.

Race quickly shook his head. "No, no, I love you and your company," he told him. "I'm just wrapping presents right now."

Elmer shot Race something between a smirk and a grin. Elmer didn't 'smirk' much. "I'm joking with you, Racer," he responded. "I love you, and I know you love me."

Race smiled. "Well, I'm glad that you know that."

Elmer smiled. "Anyway, I came here to tell you, which you could probably guess, that Spot and Al are here too. They're downstairs." He informed Antonio.

Race looked up at him,  a grin on his face. "Al's here?" he asked.

Elmer nodded excitedly.

Race put the present down, before he grabbed Elmer's hand, jumped up, and ran out of the room.

Race ran into the living room, tripping, and doing a roll so he didn't hurt himself, before he landed on his butt.

The boys looked at him, concerned, but he just grinned, hugging Albert tightly. "Hi, Al!"

"Heya, Racer." Albert chuckled, rubbing Race's back lightly.

"I feel the love," Spot grumbled sarcastically.

Race rolled his eyes. "You know I love you, but you and El were here yesterday; Al wasn't," he reminded him.

"I was joking," Spot responded.

Race shrugged, sitting down next to Albert.

Elmer sat down next to Spot.

"Want a candy cane, anyone?" Crutchie asked, holding up a pack of candy cane.

Race nodded vigorously.

Crutchie handed Race a candy cane.

Race unwrapped it. "Thanks, Crutch."

"Don't a good amount of the boys just get you candy canes as your Christmas presents?" Jack questioned.

Race took the candy cane out of his mouth and pointed it at Jack. "That and lollipops," he answered.