Prompt: For a prompt, JackCrutchie ice skating? (Take that however you want)

Winter was not Crutchie's favorite time of year. Not only did the endless feet of snow make hawking headlines even harder than usual, but he always had to sit on the sidelines while his friends had snowball fights, went sledding, and went ice skating. In short, winter wasn't exactly polio-friendly.

"Hey, Crutchie!" Jack called, skating over to the edge of the frozen-over pond. "Take a break from sellin' for a while, huh? I can help you sell the rest later."

Crutchie rolled his eyes, grinning. "I appreciate it, Jack, but, I don't got skates, and well," He motioned towards his bad leg. "I ain't really made for ice-skating."

Jack crossed his arms and pursed his lips in thought, a position that made Crutchie's stomach swirl like the snowflakes in the air. He blinked and shook it off before blurting to Jack, "You got some kinda plan, Cowboy?"

Jack bit his lip and grinned.

'Good grief,' Crutchie thought. 'I'm a goner.'

Jack motioned for Crutchie to come closer. He obeyed, limping over to the edge of the pond. "What crazy thing ya got cooked up now, huh?"

Jack skated up even closer to Crutchie and held out his hands.

Crutchie glanced down at Jack's out-stretched palms. "Hm?"

"Put your crutch down," Jack grinned. "I'm gonna help you skate."

Crutchie scoffed. "That's the most ridiculous thing you've ever said."

"Believe me, it ain't," Jack laughed and wiggled his fingers. "Now, come on."

Crutchie furrowed his eyebrows and smirked. Carefully setting his crutch in the snow and placing his hands in Jack's, he responded, "Alright, I'm gonna trust you."

Jack beamed and, holding Crutchie's hands tighter (which made his heart leap), pulled him forward onto the ice. Crutchie gasped. "Jack, what-"

"Shh, I got you," Jack replied. "You ever skated before?"

"I've had a gimp leg since I was five, Jack." Crutchie answered flatly.

"Well, there's a first time for everything now, huh?" Jack smiled and began slowly skating backwards.

Crutchie began gliding forward as Jack went backwards. He chuckled, looking down at his feet then back at Jack. "I'm skating!"

"Sure are!" Jack exclaimed. "Look at us. Look at you!"

Crutchie laughed. "This feels so weird. It ain't like I'm walkin', it's-it's smoother. Almost like I'm fly-"
What happened next was almost too sudden. Jack's face went from a wide grin to a look of panic, he wobbled, then grabbed Crutchie's arms, and in an instant, they were both lying in the snow.

"Oh my god!" Jack's face was merely inches away from Crutchie's, eyes wide in concern. "Crutchie, oh god, are you okay? I was just tryin' to give you some fun, I-I didn't mean for you to-"

Crutchie began giggling, his red nose crinkling up as he did so. "Jack, I'm fine. That was fun. Are you alright?"

Jack's face slowly shifted into a smile, watching Crutchies gleeful, freckled face. "Yeah, yeah, I'm dandy, Crutch. Guess, uh, guess that didn't go to plan, now did it?"

Crutchie shook his head. "I had fun anyway."

Jack let out a breath and a nervous laugh. "Good, good. Here, lemme help you." He pushed himself up and ran to other side of the lake to get Crutchie's crutch. Then, he ran back and helped the younger boy to his feet, handing him the crutch.

Crutchie adjusted the crutch under his arm and said, "I should probably get back to sellin', but thanks for that, Jack." With that, he limped away, still grinning.

"What's got you all red in the face, Kelly?" Race appeared behind Jack, making him jump.

"Ah, um, just the cold." Jack stammered.

"Liar," Race rolled his eyes and elbowed his friend. "C'mon, what is it? You see a pretty girl or somethin'?"

Jack looked over in the direction that Crutchie left and smirked. "Not quite."

So, thus starts my collection of Tumblr one-shots! I thought I might just dump all the Tumblr prompt things in one place, since I've got quite a few sitting in my inbox? If you want to request something, my ask box is always open /crunchie-morris, hint hint. Just be willing to wait, I've got quite a few! I've got a Javid prompt, a Jackrine prompt, and a JackCrutchie prompt just waiting to be written, so I'm pretty open when it comes to ships! And they don't even have to be romantic! So, yeah, send prompts, if you wanna! Enjoy!