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Chapter 122 - Sprace (Spot x Race)

- Chapter 122 - Sprace Cuddles and Sleep-Filled Nights -
Warnings: Loss of sleep, mentions of nightmares, nothing too bad
Canon Era
Third Person POV

A/N, requested by bright_raes . It's inspired by the Albert and Race part of chapter 116.

Race groaned as Albert and Elmer dragged him along. "Why'd Jack send me with you three again?" he grumbled.

Finch rolled his eyes as he walked ahead of them.

Albert shot Race a look. "Because you're tired - and it's obvious, so don't even try to deny it -" he added, "and he knows Spot can help because you haven't slept in a few days - like I pointed out! - and so, he sent us to take you to Brooklyn - not mad! May I add - so that Spot can help you," he explained.

Race groaned softly, stumbling after them as they pulled him. "But I'm fineee," he complained. "Why do we have to bother Spot? I'm sure he's-" he started.

"You're not bothering him," a voice from next to them commented.

They all stopped, looking at the voice.

Race groaned softly.

Ace stood there. "He says this time and time again and you never understand," he commented.

Race shook his head. "I just don't want to bother him, Ace," he responded. "He's probably busy and stressed," he tried to tell him.

Ace shook his head. "Doesn't he also say that he's never too busy for you?" he asked Race.

Race grumbled something in Italian under his breath.

"Answer me, Racetrack," Ace told him sternly, his arms crossed.

Race kicked a pebble. "Yes," he answered begrudgingly, "but-"

"Stop." Ace sighed deeply. "What's the problem?" he asked, looking over at Albert and Finch.

"Me... I'm the problem," Race muttered grumpily.

Albert elbowed him abruptly, causing the younger boy to yelp in pain.

Race glared at Albert, rubbing his stomach where Albert elbowed him.

Albert ignored him and turned back to Ace. "As you may be able to tell," he started, "Race hasn't been sleeping well. He hasn't gotten very much sleep and Jack and I are worried about him, so we're taking him to see Spot," he informed Ace. "I have to talk to him for Jack and make a plan to try to help Race sleep," he explained.

Race looked at him. "You're doing what?" he questioned.

Finch patted his head lightly.

Race pushed his hand away.

Ace nodded. "Alright," he stepped back, "you know where the lodge is."

Albert nodded. "Thanks, Ace."

Ace nodded. He watched the three boys start dragging Race off again, heading towards the lodge.

"You didn't tell me Jack put you in charge of putting together a plan to make me sleep better," Race said as he got dragged towards the Brooklyn lodge.

"Oh well, now you know." Albert shrugged, still dragging him forward.

Race forced his arm out of Albert's grip, stopping in his tracks. "You're not making any plan without me," he stated stubbornly.

Albert sighed, turning around to face him. "You aren't going agree with any ideas we have," he responded knowingly.