“I was a kid, I was using kid logic. At least I got better at it.” Landon smirked watching as Cisco checked out his feet. It was so weird that this was the same dude that he had begged Uncle Micky to get an autograph from. “Hm. I don’t think I should tell you that, either.”
“And why is that?” Cisco asked, almost offended. “Dude, my invention was your inspiration. If you tell me, I’ll tell you who those gauntlets belong to.” He sat back down in his chair and poked Landon’s side with his foot. “You know you want to tell me.”
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