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justowrite · 6 years ago

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Chances and Opportunities(1)

length: 3000 words

summary:

Baz and Simon could run away, leap across the ocean and still find a way to share a room(even if they don’t do it on purpose). Because how lucky had they been until now? Had leave everything behind but each other(and Penny).

From the outside though, they caught Cath attention because they just...remind her to someone.

triggers/warning: only swearing, for now,

a/n: me? posting after months of creative death by college? more likely than you think.

that summary though...idk i am not sure i love it. but that’s all I got for now. i’ve had the idea of this crossover for so long...and it’s been a while so i thought it was a good opportunity. anyway, i hope this is fine, and you enjoy the story! Slow start but it’s just the start.

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“Cath, sweetheart you can’t stalk people.” Cath turned to Levi, he was laughing softly with a shine over his eyes, sitting next to her under the tree.

She wondered if she had the same shine in her eyes if she looked at him the same way he did at her. It took her at least two months to recognize that. She thought that in Levi’s sight everyone was special, in the way he smiled and the way he talked to everyone. It was weird, now she could see that maybe not. Maybe because Wren kept telling her over and over again during the 6 months they’ve been dating.

“Who are they?” Levi finally asked, reaching for Cath’s shoulder.

“I don’t know.” He stared at her confused. “I mean, they are freshman. Reagan and I have seen them in the dining hall.”

“So?” He run his hands through his hair and lay back on to the tree(Levy always look like he was laying on something, even if he wasn’t). “You do that a lot.”

“It just that they called my attention,” Cath didn’t really know what she was trying to describe or say. “It’s not important.” She turned her attention to the smiling boy. “How is your day going?”

And that’s all it took for Levi to smile even bigger, she didn’t quite understand yet how that was possible, it was always a surprise when it did. He started talking about something new and exciting he saw in class. So Cath listened, like she always did because from his mouth it did seem exciting.

***

Simon took a deep breath. He had to have the worse luck in the fucking world. He literally flew over the ocean and he had to deal with this shit again. What had he done in his past life to deserve this?

This had to be the epidemy of his bad luck after been left in an orphanage -or maybe that was the start and his whole life was just an extension of that.

Baz turned around, but Simon followed him inside the building.

He thought about living with Penny, and that would’ve been fine. She hadn’t moved in with Micah right away, she wanted to give herself time. Maybe they could’ve have looked for a place between both of their colleges, adapt to use public transportation. Maybe not ideal but fine, he would’ve been with Penny.

Baz…he was less than fine.

“Would you be so kind as to leave me alone, Snow?” Baz snickered, “It’s already enough punishment to have to sleep in the same room with you…again…” He sounded as tired as Simon felt.

They weren’t walking next to each other -because that would break an imaginary rule. Simon was walking behind him, just far enough to not cross that imaginary line in their head, but close enough to hear each other. “I would if only I didn’t have to go the same place as you.”

“Again.” They announced in perfect unison. They stared each other almost deadly.

Thank goodness they didn’t have classes together. Baz was studying Economy and Simon was only taking general curses, even if Baz had to take them as well he was sure as hell that even for the universes that would’ve been excessive.

***

His first class was English.

Professor Piper was welcoming and funny. “This semester is going to be a learning experience for all us,” She clapped loudly and smiled excited, “You see kids, this is my first year giving this course.” She walked around the room, making eye contact even with the students in the back. Simon wasn’t an exception, he was in the middle. “I’m excited to see all the potential in this class. And maybe just maybe,” She stop walking and smile almost maliciously, “I might see some of you if that’s the path you wish to take, the next semester in my other class.”

But Simon was no longer listening. He was looking at the window by then. Wondering and pondering on the differences between Watford, of London and here. There were trees where there wasn’t before, paths where there weren’t before, people that weren’t before.

Full places, things and people he didn’t know.

Boom.

A hand landed loudly on his table. Making Simon jump in surprise

He looked up to find curious eyes, Simon jumped. “What’s your name sweetie?”

“Simon.” He gulped nervously even when she didn’t sound angry.

“Simon.” She smiled, and stated his name loud and clear, like she was memorizing it, “I am particularly excited to see what worlds you create.”

Her smile was weirdly intimidating like you don’t want let her down. “Why?”

“If you can entertain yourself with what’s on your head, it must be an interesting place.” And with that, she started talking to the class again.

This time Simon tried to focus on her.

***

Simon threw himself onto the bed. It had been only a week, it didn’t quite feel right to call his just yet.

“Why don’t you ask for a change?” He looked at the bed on the other side of the room.

“I don’t know how Penny,” He thought that maybe she would know.

He sighed, and looked around, away from the computer resting on the edge of his bed. Baz had already put things into their place; Simon had done it a day before Baz came. Their room back at Watford was similar, smaller in size but it’s not like Simon a lot in the first place and Baz was organized enough to fit everything in place. It almost felt like their room back home. Almost.

He returned his attention to Penny. He looked at her sigh, he couldn’t read her expression in the bad quality of the phone but he assumed it was tired. Everyone was tired. “Maybe in administration? Maybe there you can do something about this.”

He didn’t. He thought maybe Baz would do it. He knew Baz hated the situation as much as he did. But Baz didn’t either.

So nothing changed. They worked around the other schedule to be in the room. Fight because Baz would complain about the window and Simon would complain about the damn light at night. Baz would mock him. Simon’s face would feel hot and his face was red, his fist and teeth would clench. Baz would smirk, looking taller and better.

Maybe it didn’t matter that they were across the ocean. Because at the end of the day, he would return to his room and Baz would be there with a sharp tong and smart eyes.

***

BAZ

Baz had taken all the classes you are supposed to take on the first semester (even though most upper years recommended freshmen against that), his schedule was almost full. If he wasn’t in classes he would be studying in the library or the room if Snow had classes. Baz was taking general curses to courses related to his major, which meant lot’s of reading, lots of numbers.

This particular Thursday, he was on his way back from planning a project for his Statistics class. He had gone to Lincoln to do so since his partner lived there and she insisted on it. Baz suspected she didn’t know for which team he played. He was tired and annoyed when he laid eyes on the Starbucks on the way. He was already inside by the time it was a complete thought.

He didn’t usually like this type of places, used to the tea on the dining hall back at Watford but he wasn’t at Watford. He wasn’t in London anymore. He deserved this.

He was still deciding on what to drink when he reached the cashier. “Good afternoon, what can I do for you?” He turned to the guy talking to him. He was smiling too brightly for his bitter-tired-self. “First week?” Baz just nod in slight confusion, “Do you like sweet things?” Baz nodded again, and he finally tried to open his mouth to order but the guy talked first, “Perfect then, I know what to give you.” He declared, smiling even wider. He took out a cup and a sharpie, “Your name?”

“Baz,” Baz didn’t know what was happening; maybe another day in which he wasn’t on the border of fatigue he would have said something but today wasn’t that day. The guy turned around and started preparing his drink. “You aren’t from here right?”

“No, England actually.” The guy looked over his shoulder for a second.

“Yeah…could’ve guessed that one…” What does that mean? “Do you like here?”

Baz thought for a second, “Yeah, it’s a lot freer.” The guy finally turned around with a finished drink in his hand.

“College does that,” He said with a sincerity in his tone, “2 dollars, 50”

“Yeah, I guess it does.” Baz half smiled as he paid.

“Enjoy it!” The guy gave him his drink, but Baz wasn’t sure if he was talking about the drink or the advice.

“Thanks.” He simply said.

***

There was a boy in his room.

The wrong boy.

“Who are you?” He looked down at the boy sitting on his desk.

The boy turned up, he had big honey brown eyes, long black eyelashes batting in confusion. “You must be Simon’s roommate.” The boy said after a second.

“Yes.” Baz hadn’t moved from the door, “Who are you?”

“I’m in Simon’s Calculus class.” The boy stood and smiled at Baz, white bright smile against his dark skin(everyone is too happy when you are not). Baz hadn’t thought that Snow would bring his partners to their room.

For fuck’s sake, he had gone to Lincoln to not work in their room.

“Derek, nice to meet you!” Baz just stared at Derek extended hand, Derek followed and realized his mistake. “Oh, yeah…your hands are…yeah…” He noticed the slight color in Derek’s cheeks, but he recovered quickly. “Simon is going be back soon, he just took a pause from explaining to go the bathroom.”

And he left a complete stranger in their room? “Fine.”

Baz was planning to take a nap before, but he wasn’t feeling that tired and now that he remembered he had some reading to do for his History class. Baz walked to his desk(where Derek was so comfortably sitting before), and left the book he had in his hand, took his laptop and the history book.

“Simon told me you are a freshman too, you are in Economics?” Baz didn’t answer, he took a sip of whatever sugary concoction the guy at Starbucks gave him, “I have a friend there too, what a coincidence don’t you think?”

“Fascinating.” With everything at hand, Baz flew out of the room. When he was closing the room again, he stumbled into someone, almost spilling his coffee. “Careful Snow.” He spat, already knowing who it was.

“You were the one that walked into me.” Snow frowned at him.

“I was coming out from our room.” Baz frowned back, “Which by the way you left with a complete stranger inside.”

“I do know him.”

“Oh really?” Baz push his chest out, “What’s his last name?” He dared. Simon opened his mouth to talk but nothing came out. “Yeah, that’s what I thought.”

***

SIMON.

“Everything okay?” Derek asked as soon as Simon came through the door. Simon didn’t mention the fact that Derek now sat on his desk, not Baz’s

“Yeah, my roommate is just a prick.” Simon declared, walking to the chair next to him in Baz’s desk. He could deal later with consequences, now he was just imagining how angry it would make Baz.

Derek rested his elbow on the desk, and his chin over his palm, “Don’t you have been roommates for like 6 years or something crazy like that?”

“Yeah…” Simon sat abruptly on the chair, Derek's eyes on him, and sighed. “This is the seventh year of him being a prick.” That made Derek laughed, so Simon laughed too. Because it was just that kind of laugh.

“Wow…”

“I know.” He said as the laughter died.

***

CATH

“Do you want to be my teaching assistant?” Professor Piper smiled wide and excited.

Cath didn’t expect it. She opend her mouth to answer, nothing but ahhs and mmms came out.

Professor Piper softened her smile, something that Cath could manage better, but only barely. “I don’t expect you to say yes right away Cath.”

“Okay,” she answered out of habit(the habit of not being to say no to middle age women)

“But I do want you to think about it during the semester.” She lay back on the chair, “I know you struggled last time with my class but you decided to enroll on my advance curse so you must want to write.”

Cath awkwardly smiled. Cath wasn’t completely sure why she did it. Maybe it was like birth for moms. Her brain released some hormone so she forgot how awful it was the first time. Was that fact even true? Oxytocin? Ceroticin? Serotonin? How was it called?

“I am telling you, you know, because you need an excellent grade in my class to have that opportunity.” She knew that. Nick had told her about it so many months ago(freshman months are different, Levi would remind her). “It’s a great opportunity.”

“I know.”

“I want you to succeed Cath,” She wished Professor Piper encouragement voice didn’t make her feel as if Cath couldn’t let her down.

“I know.”

***

SIMON

Professor Piper run into the room, leaving her stuff on the desk quickly, “I’m sorry guys, I got entertain talking to a student.” She smiled apologetically. “Well let’s not lose any more of your precious time.” She declared walking up to the front of the class, “I hope all of you are not nervous about last time report.” Only a couple of people didn’t hum in agreement. Simon wasn’t one of them. It had been a simple report about a short story, it was interesting enough Simon didn’t have that much trouble reading it.

It was curious. Simon always had a hard time getting things done during high school. It was so weird. He had spent all summer preparing to avoid exactly that. He had seen all the organization videos, all the ADHD tips videos, and articles and adjusted his doses of meds with his doctor before leaving (they agreed on talking by Skype every month for a checkup). It was overwhelming but it seemed to be paying off. Maybe it was because only a week and a half had passed but it seemed to be working all together or maybe because there wasn’t another option. Penny wasn’t there to help him anymore.

Whichever was the case he was kind of proud of the report, and it sure helpped than when Professor Piper gave him the paper she was smiling hopeful. Finally, he turned to his paper and there it was a red big A+ and a happy face.

Simon had never gotten a happy face before.

Neither, a teacher congratulating him at the end of class.

***

“That’s great Simon!” He felt like a kid telling his mom that he got a good grade a class…which he kind of was doing.

He scratched the back of his neck, looking down the wood of the desk, instead of Penny’s face, “Thanks Pen.”

“And how are the rest of your classes going?” She asked with a soft smile.

“Good, I think…” Simon looked away from the computer for a moment before coming back to Penny’s eyes. “I mean better than before.”

“Not that it’s a hard standard to surpass” Baz interrupted as he closed the door behind him.

“Thank you for that incredible contribution Baz,” Simon stated, rolling his eyes.

“Your welcome” He makes a slight bow, and stops for a moment as he walks behind Simon, “Bunce.” He waves to the computer, almost robotically. No real input or effort. Before finishing his trip to his bed, and throw himself face forwards to it.

“Basilton.” Penny waves back in the same manner, “Talk to you later then?”

Simons nods at her and gives her a fond smile, “Say hi to Micah for me”

“Yeah, same,” Baz says loudly from his bed, muffled by the fact that his face it’s still on the pillow.

“Love you Simon.” She says in between a laugh.

“Love you too Penn.” Simon smiled softly at her.

“I love you too guys,” Baz said sarcastically before Simon manages to end the call.

Simon turned to chair to him, and leans forward. Baz looked tired. “You seem in need of love”

BAZ

“And you are going to give it to me Snow?” Baz never even dreamed Snow would ever say that to him(yeah it dripped sarcasm but it did come out of his mouth either way), neither that he would’ve reacted the way he did.

“You wished.” Baz finally lifted his head from the pillow and turned to see Simon walking to his closet. He could see the slight pink rising on Simon’s cheek.

Baz’s heart skipped a beat, and his lungs held into the air without letting it go, “I don’t know Snow, that sounded like a proposal to me,” He was trying to keep up the tone, control the situation. Or at the very least himself.

Simon was walking out the door already, he stopped. He looked over his shoulder and gave a smug smile before talking. “I think you’ve been alone too long Baz.” And maybe he was too tired, delusional even because Simon Snow just winked at him.

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justowrite · 7 years ago

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Protection

length: 2274 words

genre(s): fluff

triggers/warnings: none

a/n: So first, I’m sorry if there’s any mistake...I tried to correct everything but English is not my first language.

Second, actually, I have a lot of ideas for this au... I might do more of these...(?) So maybe part 1(?)

Anyway please enjoy it!

***

Penelope was the witch the king had assigned Micah, his son. It was a simple task to protect the price during his trip to Watford. She was the best, no man nor woman or in between could even get close to the legacy that precedes her.

But she couldn’t protect the prince from himself.

While the price had impressed Penny on how much he knew about the world, it was all from books. The prince spent much of his time inside the palace reading, while Penny -much to her mother’s disgust- had spent exploring places maybe she shouldn’t have, looking for adventures. And once she realized this on a lovely afternoon drinking tea with Micah; she took his hand, and look up at him with that intense glare he couldn’t take his eyes off, while others would run from.

“We are going to the Veiled Forest” Her eyes yelled determination and excitement, and Micah couldn’t help but feel the same.

Micah almost couldn’t keep her pace though, she seems to know the way through the forest by heart -also he kept looking at her instead of the way. Her eyes were shining, and she was smiling while telling every fact she could think of about the life of the forest, which creatures lived there and the plants around them. And they walked for too long. They stop in the deep of the forest, in an open field, a cave a bit far away. Penny run holding his hand to the cave. Once inside she lit up the cave with a spell.

The cave was enormous, but along the path, torches lighted it up until the end of it. There was a table, a couple of beds, decorations and something that Micah looked like a fire place, and furniture. Only two chairs and after hours of walking both finally sat and Micah finally asked. Penny told him with a soft voice, how she had found this place in the forest after she accidentally stayed too late exploring the forest. And then proceed to tell her all about, well almost everything, until there was a big wind entering the cave. This made Penny smile big and get up from her chair. She started walking outside, Micah stayed sit for a second.

"Are you coming or not?” She looked at him, again, and he run behind her, because that’s all it took from her.

Outside it waited for them a twister of wind and the source of it. A dragon. A majestic red dragon with a bronze shine when the sun hit it.

Penny was waving and yelling at it until it looked down. He couldn’t move when the dragon began to fly down. Micah took a step back from the big blue eyes that looked at him curious once it was on the grass

“He is good, he is my friend,” Penny stated, getting in front of him.

And in a blink of an eye, there was no dragon, just a boy. A blond boy, with bronze skin and blue eyes, no shoes no shirt just pants -a spell he figured out- and a shy smile. Well, also a pair of big red wings and tail.

Penny turned around a point the boy.

“This is my best friend Simon” Penny waited for the wrong reaction.

“A pleasure Simon” He smiled politely and made a bow. “Micah, I’m under Miss Bunce care.” He simply said to her pleasure.

“Really?” Simon answered almost excited, taking a step closer to him. “Are you a dragon too?”

“No Simon, he is a prince.” Simon opened his eyes wide. “I’m under the King’s order to take care of him.”

“Then I…” Simon backed away, scared.

“No Si, he is good” She touched his arm and talked softly. “Micah won’t tell anyone, right?”

Simon stared at him, but Micah only felt Penny’s eyes on him.

“No, I promise.” He assured because that’s all that it took.

After that every day they would go to the forest to drink tea and Penny and Micah would discuss a book or something that Micah found interesting in a way then Penny would tell a story involving it. Until Simon arrived from his daily stalking the vampire, and he would tell them all about it. And Micah enjoyed so much.

He had been staying with Penny’s family because the king thought it was a good place Micah could hide while he attended business, and he was good friends with Penny’s father anyway. The family while it was obvious they loved and cared for each other, they had the trait that all, but her father, were stubborn with their opinions. But until now, and probably because he was there hadn’t been any problem.

One day while looking for Penny, he heard her and her mother yelling and Penny was almost crying. He shouldn’t have stayed but he couldn’t help it, he was worried.

It was Simon. Some hunters had found him, and his father had ordered to kill him. That was the business, kill a beast.

Micah run to the forest, tried to remember the way, and he remembered Penny smiling and her eyes shining; he run faster. He found the field. He saw some figures close to the cave. He didn’t know what he would do but he run like he did. He stopped once the picture was clearer. Four men were holding Simon down; all of them looked like Simon fought back. Simon was on his knees, his face was stained with blood, his wings were pierced with a paired of swords and a guy was stepping on his tail and on his neck, it shined a chain with a quartz on the front. He remembered how scared Simon was when he met him. He remembers the way Penny talked to him sweetly and looked at him with love.

“Leave him alone,” He said at the hunters like he was brave.

The guys stopped teasing Simon and laid his eyes on him. And after a moment of silence, they broke into laughs. “And why would we do that?” He tried to show confidence.

“I’m here under the king's order” He lied, and walked close the guy that was holding one of the swords into Simon’s sword. He was the same height, with the difference the guy was three times his width. The guy laughed in his face.

“Yeah? And why would the king send his heir alone? You’ll have to excuse me your majesty but you aren’t the strongest of men.”

Micah kicked him in his private parts, to distract him enough and push him. He took the sword out of Simon’s wing and swing it around. That made the guy that had the other sword and the one on Simon’s tail back away. The one holding his change just pull Simon back.

“He might not be the strongest of men, but you´ll never be as worthy as him”

Micah heard her voice behind the man. All of them turn around, and she glared at them like she only could –as if her only her eyes could burn them alive. She pointed her ring at them.

“The lady’s not for turning”

The men receive the spell and barely can run away after.

Penny run to Simon with her eyes full of worry, and she held him like the day Micah had met Simon. She looked at Micah, full of gratitude she smiled at him, and he blushed because hell freed it self inside him only for a moment.

“Penelope Bunce.” They turned to the voice. “Get away from the creature”

The knights from his father. She stood in front of Simon. Before Penny raised her hand or the Knights took another step closer Micah got in the way.

“Your majesty” The knight said surprised.

“If you know what’s good, do not get any closer” Micah embedded the sword in the grass standing tall and resting both of his hands on the handle.

“I’m sorry your majesty but I’m under the-” The knight to reason.

“I did not ask” He cut the knight. “If you want to touch that boy you’ll have to kill me first”

“Your majesty…”

“You already heard me, you can communicate my father about it if you desire.”

Once the knights finally left, Micah sighed sitting next to them and Penny took off the collar that avoided Simon to transform and proceed to shower him in healing spells. Micah helped her to get him inside the cave to leave him to rest.

***

There wasn’t a necessity to open the door as loudly as he did but he wanted to look more confident than he actually was about the situation. Micah had never doubted his father, but the worried face Penny had on while Simon was unconscious hurt and bruise made him walk like he was the king instead.

“More than that he is my son, my create-“He got to listen to The Mage’s voice before the door opened

The Mage was standing next to his father, who was staring at the window and had no expression at all but looked harshly up to meet Micah’s eyes.

Micah swallowed saliva but recovered quickly. He stepped closer to the men, feeling the weight of the cape Penny had given him a couple days ago as a bust of confidence.

“Father” Micah spoke looking straight to his father eyes, ignoring the Mage stare.

The king turned and looked at the kid in front of him, he was almost his height. “Son”

“I must speak my mind about the matter related to the dragon” His father raised an eyebrow.

The king walked around his son until Micah was behind him. “I never asked for your opinion son” Micah instead of listening to his instincts and retrieve, he steps closer to his father and complained. “Although I can deny I was surprised when I heard what you have done.” His father cut him. “But if want me to let Miss Bunce free, I’ll see what I-“

“No!” The king turned around; his son was standing with his head high and a fire in his eyes. “Well yeah, but this is about Simon.”

“Simon?”

“Yeah, the creature you wanted to get rid, has a name” The king could swear he had never heard his son talk so loud in his life. “He has a name and a life of his own father, he is no monster. Penny and Simon -”

“She was supposed to protect you!” The king’s face transformed in to complete anger, he walked fast to the door but was stopped by his son.

“And she did. Even more than that, she showed so much I didn’t know it even exist.” Micah looked at the king dead serious. “Now is my turn to return the favor” The king took a step back. “Simon is kind being that has lived without hurting anyone but in constant fear of something like this. He and Penny have done nothing but receive me without judgment. Simon is not the monster, you are if you are willing to throw someone’s life like that”

The king was, to say the least shocked.

“I’ll have to agree with the prince, your highness.” The Mage finally spoke and the king recovered his emotionless expression. “Furthermore your highness, there is a bigger threat than a kid.” The king and the Mage interchange a look with unknown information for the prince, but it seem to settle the argument.

“Fair well, then.” The king turned around and walked to the table in the back of the room. “I’ll let the dragon is free” Micah just sigh in relief when his father pulled out the terms.

***

Penny stood up when she saw Micah come in. He had the cape on, he looked…heroic. She felt like both laughing and hugging him, she limited herself to give him a small smile. Micah smiled shy back. After they interchange stares, Micah looks down at a sleeping Simon.

“He under a recovery spell, he will wake up tomorrow morning.” They stayed in silence for a second. “He told me to thank you.” Penny finally broke the silence. Micah felt the smile growing and his heart warm up. “I…” Penny looked at him, determinate. His heart rushed in his chest. “I wanted to thank you too” It stopped beating for a moment. “Simon…he is my best friend in the world.”

“I talked to my father.” Micah rushed to talked fast, he couldn’t handle seeing the worry on her face. “He is free. No one is going to hurt him” He only saw a glance of the big smile she wore before Penny embraced him in a hug.

Time stopped while Micah processed what was happening. Finally, he hugged her back. Everything was happening inside him, and he could swear that there was magic around him. His eyes were closed but he could feel it, coming out from her or maybe both of them. Nonetheless, it was lingering around her when they broke apart, except their hands. They hold hands. There was silence for a second, Micah thought that maybe she could hear his heart; until a thought interrupted the moment.

“The Mage wants to meet him” Penny almost let go, he tighten the grip around her hand. “Nothing will happen to him, I promise you” His eyes were truthful, and Penny chose to believe him. Silence again. “I must go; I only wanted to give you the news.” He bowed to her, and laid a soft kiss on her hand.

Then he walked away, leaving Penny standing with a tingly sensation in her hand.

#carryonsimon #micah #carry on fanfiction #micahxpenny #micah x penny #simon snow #mediavalau #what is name for the ship name for micah and penny though #maybe part1

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