What sucked? Eczema. And boy, didn't you suffer from it. You hated it. Boone, being your best friend, felt horrible watching you suffer through it every single night. Even when tornado chasing, it always seemed you were itching your arms.

Over the past few months, it had been getting just worse to the point that you just wanted to peel your skin off and feel absolutely disgusted. It was destroying you horribly, physically, and mentally. Anytime you put lotion on it that was supposed to soothe the itch and clear, the redness just made it burn and even more red.

Boone was not getting ready to watch his best friend go off the hook because of some stupid skin allergy. He was going to help you no matter what. He instantly came back from the store, with everything needed for eczema.

"Alright, I got medicine, Vaseline, a stuffed animal, your favorite snack and drink--and of course, you got me too, I'm the best deal outta this package." Boone said with a grin, but sighing as he sat down at the edge of the hotel bed, gently placing the bag on the nightstand, setting his bandana on the bed.

"Cmon, lemme see your arms.. I just wanna check it.." Tyler said softly, holding out his hand. "And don't be a stubborn hardhead like T and Dex. Please show me. I wanna help you." Boone said, giving him you a firm yet gentle look. Like always, you listened.