#the vee cookie looks so dumb

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do we fw antivirus/screencleaning guys

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Date Night

Word Count: 1793

TW: sympathetic Janus and Remus, crying, there's quite a bit of Romangst.

Pairings: minor intruality and sanflorez, logince because what else?

Notes: Sanders Sides’ anniversary is in two days! This is my first ever canonverse fic I’ve ever finished. I love Nico a normal amount. I just want everyone to get along and feel appreciated. This is also the first time I’ve successfully finished a fic in like more than a year so! Hope y'all enjoy!

Summary: Thomas has a date with Nico and everyone wants this to go perfectly.

“Thomas you look terrible you have to fix this!”

“Virgil, I know this is your job but also could you please not???”

Thomas was getting ready for a date with Nico and currently Virgil was floating around his head filling him with enough doubt that he was half ready to just cancel.

“YOU CANT CANCEL!!!”

Virgil's voice boomed enough that not only did Thomas drop his brush, but Patton and Roman popped in. They shared a look at each other, then to Virgil and Thomas, then back to each other. Patton went to Thomas, legs crossed as he floated behind him, hands on his shoulders massaging gently as Roman went to Virgil, the only one choosing to stand as he tried to calm the anxious side.

“Hey kiddo! I know you're nervous, but you got this! Now pick back up that brush and finish up your hair! I know this is gonna be great!”

“But Virgil said I look awful!”

“He's panicking. He wants this to go well as much as the rest of us do. He wasn't trying to discourage you kiddo, he's doing his best”

Thomas took in a deep breath as Roman guided Virgil through a few breathing exercises in the corner of the bathroom.

“One thing you can taste Vee”

“Fear. um, um, the toothpaste Thomas just used”

“Good job Virge. Breathe. Hyperventilating isn't helping anyone”

“Yeah. yeah you're right”

“You're doing great moody gloom. Maybe you should take a break. Tap out for a while”

“But Thomas needs!!!”

“Thomas is overwhelmed, and so are you. Take five emo, we got this”

“... fine. Ok. just, don't let him look bad ok?”

“Wouldn't dream of it”

Virgil sunk out and Roman took in a deep breath as he spun towards Thomas with a grin. He walked over and mussed up his hair a bit, to which Thomas grumbled slightly. Patton giggled as Roman fixed his hair in just the right way. Thomas let a smile slip onto his face as Roman finished it with a satisfied noise.

“Thanks Ro. You're a huge help”

“My pleasure! Now about this outfit…”

They were all in the mind palace again as Thomas went to meet up with Nico. Patton was fixed to the TV, watching through Thomas’ eyes as he drove, with a smile on his face. Virgil was sat nearby as well, but with his headphones on to help him stay calm. Logan was holed up in his room, hiding they assumed, as when they had first met Nico he had short circuited and as Patton recalled to Roman, ‘sat staring at the TV with heart eyes for a good few hours’. Regardless, Logan also had a lot to do with all of this happening, let alone the patreon that had exploded. Janus was sitting on the table with a mug of coffee also watching the TV. His interest was muted as both Roman and Virgil had made it loud and clear that he was unable to interfere in any way. Whether he was planning on listening was debatable. Roman and Remus were however in the kitchen giggling like children and baking.

“He is so cuteeee!!!”

“I agree! Absolutely bootylicious even!!!”

“God he's heavenly. I can't believe we scored a date with him!!! He still liked Thomas after he said he was the one that fell into the trash can!!!”

“I KNOW RIGHT!!! God he's my soulmate, he loves us in all our trash man entirety!!!”

“I figured you would be excited about that”

The two laughed as Roman pulled the goodies out of the oven. Roman was always happy to have the powers of the imagination as he pulled out trays upon trays of baked goods. He and Remus got to work separating them onto separate plates. And Remus quickly let out an exaggerated breath to cool down everything as they stacked them up to bring out to the living room. Remus sat down next to Patton, handing him a cookie with a soft smile that Patton returned excitedly. Patton scooted closer to Remus and leaned his head on his shoulder.

Roman however, took the last plate of cookies and ventured off to Logan's room. He knocked three times and entered, and like he had expected, Logan was curled up on his bed with a genuinely elated smile on his face as he seemed to behave like pearl from Steven Universe as his eyes glazed over and he watched what Thomas was up to. Roman smiled gently at him, gently brushing a stray strand of hair out of Logan's face. Logan blinked then, focusing back on where he was and closed his eyes again as he leaned into Romans hand.

“Hey there rocket man”

“Hey there”

Logan's eyes open and Roman can't help the skip his heart does when Logan looks at him, his face pure happiness; bliss and love plainly evident in his eyes as he looks at him. Roman cant hold himself back from kissing him right there. It's not long, but it doesn't matter because Logan's smile only gets bigger and Roman only falls even more in love with him.

“You know, maybe it's not so bad you've hidden here, I get to keep this beautiful boy in front of me all to myself”

And Logan laughs, and Roman doesn’t know how he was so lucky, so blessed to be loved by the logical side, to get to see him smile so unashamed, to hear his laugh like bells and sunshine, to be able to hold him close and tell him that he is his universe, his stars and moons and planets and nebulae, that he is his everything and know the feeling is mutual. It's like nothing else, and it's only more intense as the fog of emotions weighs over them all. Not that it makes much of a difference in this moment as Logan looks at him yet again and really this is just how he always feels around him, he doesn’t know if he would ever fall out of the pure bliss of love with Logan, he doesn’t think he will ever be able to look at Logan and not feel his chest swell in happiness.

Logan shifts away a bit and Roman lets his hand fall to his side as Logan climbs out from under his blankets and moves closer to Roman, nearly in his lap, leaning against his chest with his arms around him. Roman wraps his arms around his boyfriend and brings him even closer, placing a kiss on the top of his head. He rubs circles into his back and hums contentedly.

“So, I used your Crofters”

Logan pulls back and glares at Roman and Roman has to hold back the chuckle in his throat.

“I see. I don't think you get cuddles anymore-”

As he said that Roman grabbed one of the cookies and hands it to him and Logan's eyes go wide. He looks between the cookie and Roman and that beautiful smile returns as he takes a bite.

“Is cuddle time still over?”

“You can stay, I suppose. Are there more?”

“Of course”

Logan goes back to curling up in his lap when he finishes his cookie. Roman is happy there, with his boyfriend bundled up in his arms, Thomas off on a date with a cute boy as well as the cookies next to him.

“I love you starlight”

Roman is surprised by that. Logan was not one for outright declarations of love, he much preferred to just show it, it was less awkward for him, easier than getting himself to say it out loud. Not to say he never did, Logan was the one to ask him out first. And there's been other occasions since then, but it was rare to hear him say it. So Roman held Logan tighter and smiled wider.

“I love you too princess”

“How do you think Thomas is doing?”

“Good, I think. I think he's gonna be ok”

“I'm scared. I feel like I cant do my job, there's so many feelings all the time”

“I know baby. It'll be ok. I know you'll figure it out. You always do”

Logan stops responding for a while and Roman is ok with that, with sitting in silence. And then he speaks up again.

“This is going to sound dumb, but it feels like when I’m able to be alone with you, but all the time”

“What do you mean?”

“Like… you make me so… happy. It's hard to focus when I'm with you because I just, you’re so much more important. But now it's like that all the time and it's weird. It's weird to feel it at all, let alone at all times of the day. I just, how do you do work like this?”

Roman felt the surge of love again, he makes Logan happy. He makes Logan so happy that it's hard for him to focus. Logan thought he was important. He felt like he could cry.

“I don't know. It's sort of my element, I think I personally work better with the fog. It's a good feeling to encourage creativity. It's hard for me to do my job these days without it. If it was the slightest bit reasonable id do my work here with you”

Logan stiffens and Roman panics a bit.

“You, what do you mean?”

Logan leans back and looks at him.

“I haven't felt my princely self in a good long while. You make me feel happy too lo, I've been stuck without inspiration for ages but I feel like when I’m with you I could write unendingly, like my creativity can thrive”

Logan's eyes widened and he dove back into Romans chest, face red and warm. Roman chuckled lightly.

“I don't deserve you”

“Your insane Lo. You deserve the world and more”

“You're so good to me. You're so good”

“So are you hun”

“No, Roman, you're so good, you know that right?”

Roman stills. He doesn't understand what Logan is talking about.

“What are you on about Lo?”

“You're good. You're a good person, you're good at your job, you're a good boyfriend, none of us say it enough, but Roman you’re so good and we all love you. I love you so much Roman, I'm sorry that I don't say it enough”

Roman stutters. He doesn't know how to respond but he can feel tears falling down his face. He shoves his face into Logan's hair as he feels himself shake from the sobs he feels escaping. 

“Thank you Logan, I love you too, god I love you so much Logan”

Logan leans back again when Roman stops crying with a small smile.

“You wanna watch some Disney?”

“That sounds amazing”

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Leverage fic recs <3

During this quarantine, fics have definitely helped me stay sane. However, sometimes my attention span cannot handle anything over 5k and I just want a short burst of fluffy goodness to give me a smile while I’m brushing my teeth or waiting for food to finish cooking. So I thought I’d make a post of my favourite Leverage OT3 fics that you can read for a quick fluff/feel-good/feel better injection to brighten your day! Feel free to reblog and add your own.

cuddle pile by MissusCarlikins

Warmth covered Eliot like a blanket and he felt his body fully relax into the couch. He had his people, they were safe and in his arms where they belonged, where he would keep them forever.

We've Got You by bigsunglasses

Their first job sans Nate and Sophie doesn't go quite right, and Parker takes it badly.

For Luck, For Morale by sisaat

"Wait, Eliot," he says before the hitter follows Parker up the stairs. He puts his hand up for a high-five. "For morale?"

Because they might not need luck but he could sure use a morale boost.

Strawberry Kisses by dreamerfound

Eliot makes breakfast the morning after.

If It's Not Food It Shouldn't Smell Like Food by CaraMiaKitty

“It’s a candle,” he told her. “No cookies, or cake or whatever, babygirl.”

Parker frowned. “A candle,” she repeated, to which he nodded. “That… smells like cookies?”

“Well, technically it’s just vanilla-”

“Why would you have a candle that smells like cookies? That’s dumb. Now I want cookies.”

The Other Snow Job by poppetawoppet for ladyjax

While working on a job, Hardison is left unconscious out in the snow. Parker and Eliot take care of him.

Operation: Terms of Endearment by abrightgrayworld

Alec accidentally calls Eliot 'babe,' Parker thinks pet names are a great idea to ease Eliot into the idea of being in a relationship with them, and somehow it turns into a competition and just escalates from there.

They're Very Distinctive Scissors by MsWilloughby

In which Eliot and Parker bond over hair care. Basically pure fluff. Takes place after Season 5.

True Loves' Kiss by zahnie

Eliot wakes up to find he can't move and he's listening to someone he doesn't know give a eulogy for him.

The Anti-Nightmare Job by sophoklesworld

Hardison survived one more job. It still takes it's toll. But nightmares are a better option than death.

What We Want, No More No Less by sisaat

"I think you're in love with us." "Yeah, so?" (ot3 get-together story where things don't go according to plan but in a good way)

Operation TLC by tidal_race for shenshen77

Even on crutches, Eliot managed to stomp menacingly all the way into the building, all the way into the elevator, and all the way up the stairs from the office space to the living space.

Well Worn, Well Loved by BabylonsFall

You would think, given everyone’s space issues this wouldn’t be a thing. But it was. And none of them were complaining.

(Everyone steals each others clothes. They're all surprisingly okay with it.)

The Symbology of Orange Juice by facetofcathy for ekopi

Sometimes the juice is just juice.

The Jackpot Question by phnelt

Alec needs to marry these people.

He’s kind of caught off guard by the thought. He’s known they were a ‘for as long as you’ll have me’ kind of deal for a long time, but this longing? This is new.

Winter Song (To You) by letsgostealafandom

Eliot sat up straight when the lights went out throughout the apartment.

The Stolen Moment Job by HugeAlienPie

So maybe Eliot breaks his own rule a little. Runs a con on his own team. Just this once, he's betting they won't mind. 

Can't Start a Fire Without by lynne_monstr

“Let me get this straight,” Eliot said. “You called me about a fake fire to get me to come over for cookies. Which then became a real fire and ruined the cookies. Now you want me to make you cookies so you can give the cookies to me. That sum it up?”

The Long Con by merle_p for Sheeana

Five times Eliot tried to teach them something, and one time they managed to teach him.

One Kiss, Two Kiss by mikkimouse

Hardison was walking down the hall, minding his own business—well, looking like he was minding his own business while he was actually minding everyone else’s business, but semantics—when someone grabbed him from behind and yanked him into a closet.

the best thing we do by alleyesonthehindenburg

When Sophie goes to get her bag out of the back room of the brewpub, what she finds is this:

Hardison is on the floor, leaning up against the counter, with a sleeping Eliot tucked into the vee of his legs, and Parker settled on Eliot's lap.

[logical-little-lies]

Lonely Baby Bat-Agere!Sides AU (pt.15)

Logan decided on letting Virgil watch Scooby Doo, skipping the steps and using his magic to turn on the show. Patton wasn't as interested, but he kept pointing to Scooby, and saying "papa, look! is a puppy!"

And Logan respond, "Yes, Scooby Doo is a dog."

Logan left Virgil on the couch, moving Patton onto a fluffy blanket on the floor. He stacked up his baby blocks with him, made sure he had his pacifier, and babied him a lot. But Virgil?

Virgil felt lonely, he wanted 'His Ro' to be there. To cuddle him, to treat him just a bit littler than he felt because Roman was the only one that knew he liked that. It kept him in littlespace for longer, because sometimes that was hard for him.

Usually, if he felt lonely, or like Roman was ignoring him while he was little, he'd pout. FInd a way to communicate when he's too shy to talk, and Roman would get it after a bit. Logan only knew how to baby Patton, he was giving all his attention and affection to his little. But Roman left to do something better.

This made Little Virgil worry, what if Roman doesn't actually care about him?

He lost interest in the show, seemingly regressing deeper in age, at some point summoning his pacifier. He felt like sobbing, but Logan was having so much fun with Patton. Why distract him, and make him waste his time on comforting him?

Virgil remembered what he Roman had told him. If he felt lonely, playing with another little was always an option. He knew Patton was regressed to baby ages, and Virgil wasn't much bigger than that, so he climbed off the couch, and crawled to sit next to Patton. "Hey Virgie, are you littler now?" Logan seemed to just remember he was there, slightly shocked how the presence of the boy could be forgotten.

Virgil nodded, sitting criss-cross applesauce next to the sleepier boy. Patton yawn, his pacifier falling out of his mouth. He pouted, his lip quivering. "Hey, hey," Logan used his magic to clean the pacifier, putting it back in the baby's mouth. "It's alright, no need to cry."

Patton sniffled, wiping at his eyes. "I think someone's a little sleepy, hmm? A sleepy, emotional, little baby?" Patton nodded guiltily, reaching for Logan with grabby hands.

"Awe, baby," Logan picked him up, bringing him to the couch and setting him down. "Does Little Pat need a nap?"

Patton didn't object, so Logan summoned the blankets from his room. Once making sure he was comfortable, he set his bottle and stuffed animal near him. Patton seemed to fall asleep quickly, and Logan kissed his forehead before heading back to Virgil.

Virgil wanted his caregiver to cuddle him until he fell asleep, because the mix of negative emotions was to much for Virgil. He was on the verge of crying. No attention, no affection, and he didn't know how to tell Logan that he felt left out and alone.

"Hey, Vee. Are you hungry? We had a small breakfast and it's been a bit since then."

Virgil nodded, he wanted a snack. "Cookie?" he mumbled, taking the pacifier out of his mouth and vanishing it to his room. He was quickly decreasing and aging up with his headspace age at the moment, the emotions pulling at his head and confusing him.

"I didn't think to ask your caregiver about sweets..sorry, hun. Don't know if I can do that."

Virgil didn't listen, standing up and making his way to the kitchen. He didn't have the energy to explain that when he was upset, Roman would give him little rewards, just for communicating his feelings, or for holding it together when he was upset. Roman understood that that was a harder thing for him, especially when he was little and sad. Roman would realize how Virgil felt and give him a cookie right now, to make him feel better.

"Virgil!" Logan caught up with him before he reached the counter, blocking him walking to the cabinet.

Virgil ignored him, pushing him to the side lightly, standing on his toes to reach the oreo package in the cabinet. "No, I said you couldn't have one," Logan pushed him away from the counter, closing it.

Virgil stomped, masking his sadness and loneliness in anger and brattiness. "Dada would let me,"

"I have no way of knowing that for sure, he isn't here,"

"I knoww!" Virgil shouted in his childish voice, and Logan seemed shocked. Logan never, ever, had to deal with a brat. Even if it was emotion-based brattiness.

Logan didn't know how to respond, and Virgil seemed to suddenly remember that he could summon things. The oreo package disappeared from the cabinet, into his arms. He went to open it, but Logan took it away quickly. "Don't shout, listen to me."

Virgil seemed to falter,like he still wanted to cry, but he only spoke again. "plea-..please?"

"No, I was gonna ask your caregiver but I don't know if you deserve a cookie after that. Le-"

"I didn't do anything," Virgil whined, crossing his arms.

"You stomped your foot, you shouted, and refused to listen to me. That's a temper tantrum,"

Virgil hated being yelled at, especially when he was already on emotional overload. He tried to hold himself together, breathing deeply. With a little like Patton, you'd think Logan would be good at reading emotions.

He shook his head, his eyes glossing over, and he ran to his room, dodging Logan. ROman seemed to enter at the best time, "Why are you home early?"

"I feel like my baby needs me, it's dumb, but I had a feeling."

"it's not dumb, you're right. He ran to his room,"

Roman nodded, not furthering the interaction in any way before making his way to Virgil's room. "Vee?"

He didn't see him, but then he remembered his hiding spot during hide and seek. He wouldn't of hidden much better in the mentality of a five year old. He opened the closet, and he saw him there, curled into himself against the corner of the wall, crying.

"Baby, baby, come here," Roman opened his arms, and Virgil didn't hesitate to take his place. Roman wiped at his eyes, "tell me what's going on, okay?"

Virgil whined, "Don't wanna get in trouble,"

"We can talk about that after, I need to know what you did before I can decide if that's needed."

"Lo left me on the couch..n' he played with Patton. Left me alone! And I wanted cuddles..b-but you weren't there and-" he huffed, having a had time forming his words.

"Logan didn't pay attention to you, or give you any affection? Did that make you feel lonely, baby?" Virgil nodded, and Roman kissed his head, encouraging him to continue.

"I know m' supposed to say something when m' sad but it's hard...bein' sad make my head hurt,"

Roman chuckled a bit, nodding. "Did the emotions get to you, did it get to much?"

Roman knew he experienced emotional and anxiety overload, that's why he gave him the little rewards. To let him know, that even though he felt terrible, Roman could still find something he did well to make him feel better.

Virgil nodded, "B-but I didn't cry...I asked for cookie, n' he said no! And I got mad, and he told I was having a tem-..temper-" he huffed, looking at Roman to supply the word.

"Temper tantrum?"

Virgil confirmed, hiding his face in Roman's chest. "It's not great that you shouted, but I'm not upset with you. I should of explained to him that. Was he harsh with you?"

Virgil mumbled in confirmation,sniffling. "I just wan cuddles, please?"

Roman wrapped his arms more tightly around the boy, "Of course, baby."

Roman knew he'd have to have a long conversation with Logan.

[aint-no-highschool-au]

The Repressed Nerd And The Anxious Prep:

"I debated Logan Picani in lit class today!!!!! and he debated back!!!!!!!"

That was the text Virgil got Immediately as the lesson ended.

"r u OK?"

He sent right back. Knowing his excitable friend, he wouldn't be surprised if Patton was about to faint right now. Which might sound a little harsh but it was simply out of concern.

"not really, I feel like I'm gonna faint!"

Yep, it was as bad as Virgil had feared.

"he stared right at me Vee! He looked directly into my eyes, I couldn't fucking breath!!!!!!"

Oh no, it was worse than Virgil had feared.

"it's okay, where are you?"

"I'll be there with cookies and a water bottle in 2 minutes."

"im walking to my locker."

"great."

"Jesus Christ Logan Picani could step on me and I would thank him"

"that's nice but if you text me anything else that you want him to do to you you're paying for the eye bleach that I'll have to use afterwards."

"how are you the prude between the two of us again?"

"not a prude, just demisexual. Sorry pat, we can't all be horny 24/7"

"more like 22/7, you can't be horny when you're doing homework it's physically impossible. Instant mood killer."

Virgil reached the locker and saw Patton leaning against it as if his body was too heavy for him to stay upright. He shoved a bag of cookies and a bottle of water in his direction and Patton accepted both greatfuly.

Patton drank the water bottle nearly to the end, and then started happily, if still a bit nervously eating the cookies.

"what's your next class?" Virgil asked

"P.E." Patton replied with a defeated tone.

"yikes."

"yeah, exactly. Well at least I have Roman to keep me company on the bench..."

"Roman Sanders? Since when does he even bother to show up to gym class?"

"since he found out I like Logan. We've been using that class to talk about him. Well we talk about other things too but you know me, I talk about Logan a lot."

"seriously? How long has this been going on?"

"the past two weeks I think? Why?"

"why? Really Pat?? At no point in these two weeks did it occur to you that I might want to know about the fact that you're suddenly friends with my enemy???" Virgil was more shocked than he was angry, but he was still a little angry, which made Patton tremble in his place.

Immediately recognizing his mistake Virgil took a deep breath to calm himself down.

"sorry Pat, that was too harsh. I'm not mad at you I just, wish you would have told me sooner is all. I don't know how I feel about you and Roman being friends but it's not my call anyway so, it doesn't really matter."

Patton calmed down as well and blinked in surprise.

"wow, Picani has really been helping you deal with your anxiety huh?"

"yeah, I think him being friends with my dad is the best thing that ever happened to my mental health."

"well, I forgive you. You were overwhelmed and I suppose I could've told you sooner or at least not drop the information on you out of nowhere."

"it's alright, just as long as you don't force me to tolerate the edgy bitch."

"hehe... Well actually, it's funny that you mention it-"

"oh God Pat what did you do?" Virgil asked, more reluctantly accepting of his fate now than angry and aggressive like he was before.

"I invited him to sit with us at lunch today? And before you say anything you should know that I did it for two very good reasons! One, he's bringing Logan with him and because there's four of us to carry a conversation, I'll never have the chance to make a fool of myself in front of him. Hopefully. And two, you know how Dezi and Remus always try to get you to join their table?"

"and have sucseeded a few times, yes. It's only what i dread every lunch period, why do you bring it up?"

"well, when you're sitting with just me I don't really have the guts to say anything, those two already don't like me and they run the whole school. But if you were sitting with all three of us, we could back you up together! It's the perfect plan!"

"...you've really put a lot of thought into this, haven't you?"

"pleeeeease Virgil?? I really want us to all just get along for once. Is it really such a bad thing if I have more than one friend for the first time in my life?"

"well no, of course not! But does it have to be Roman?"

"you know, you and Roman have a lot in common. You'd get along really well if you just gave each other a chance."

"fine! But only for you pop star. And don't expect me and the prince of darkness to go skipping around in a field of flowers together afterwards, this is the only chance I'm willing to give that drama nerd."

"the feeling's mutual, you preppy pest-al prick." Roman said as he appeared behind the conversing friends. He turned his head to Patton and his entire demeanor changed, his face lighting up and, was that a smile?

Virgil couldn't believe his eyes but Roman seemed...happy. and if he was happy to see Patton maybe they did have something in common, at least enough to tolerate each other for one lunch period.

"hello, puffball! Here's that bow tie I promised you, it would look much better on you anyway."

The Goth held out a sparkly grey bow tie for Patton to take, smiling with a kind of charm Virgil had never seen in him before. Is this what he was like around the people he genuinely cared for? Virgil had to admit, it was rather endearing, maybe even cute...

Wait what?

"well, I'll see you two at lunch!" Roman stepped back and turned around with a dramatic flourish.

Just then, Virgil saw that someone had stuck a "kick me" sign on Roman's back, a dumb prank. He had half a mind to just let him walk around with it, but having seen this softer side to him, he felt sympathetic towards the dramatic Goth for once.

"wait!" Virgil called to him.

"oh? Is the prince of darkness wanted in the company of a his royal shyness?" Roman snarked, turning his head slightly to look at him but not his whole body.

"you wish, princey. Just thought we should get rid of this dumb sign on your back, seeing as you're not wearing your cape today to hide it." Virgil snarked right back as he ripped the sign from his shirt.

"oh. um, alright then." Roman blushed, feeling like a clumsy fool, but also greatful. Gratitude? To his arch nemesis?? The mere thought was enough to make him blush even harder, but he swallowed his pride and did the polite and honorable thing.

"thank you, Virgil. Any lesser man would have let me walk around with that sign all day. Amd now I know why I've been kicked five times on my way here."

"yikes, humans are trash." Virgil said without really thinking much of it, but it made Roman giggle. ~he giggles?!?~ Virgil thought in amazement.

"yes, they are. Which is why it was very noble of you to help me without being asked."

"don't mention it. Anyway, you better get to class you dork, or eles Patton won't have anyone to talk to."

Just as he said that, the bell rang for the next class.

"right! Well, I'll see you two later." he made his dramatic exit a more humble one this time, shyly smiling at Virgil.

Virgil found himself staring off in the distance to where Roman was heading.

"somebody's got a cruuuuuush~" Patton teased him cheerily, smiling wide.

"what? No I don't! He's my enemy, I barely even tolerate him. I just... I just thought it wasn't fair that he got pranked like that. As a matter of fact, I'm the only one who should get to prank him because he's my enemy!"

Patton snorted, entirely unconvinced.

"okay, whatever helps you sleep at night." Patton said as he walked away to his class with Roman.

"see you at lunch, Vee!"

Virgil was so screwed.

[duhragonball]

Dragon Ball 113

Now that Emperor Pilaf’s crew is out of the way, King Piccolo can finally get down to business, which is conquering the world.  

Piano tries to brief Piccolo on the current geopolitical situation, but Piccolo just zaps his whole Powerpoint presentation.     I really like Piano as a character, and I’m not entirely sure why, other than that he sort of reminds me of some of Jabba the Hutt’s entourage in Return of the Jedi.    Functionally, he’s probably like Bib Fortuna, but he talks like C-3PO, and he sort of feels like a team mascot, like Salacious Crumb. 

Also, the dynamic between Piano and Piccolo is kind of interesting.    Piano speaks much more candidly to Piccolo than anyone else, indicating that he’s a close and trusted advisor.   Presumably, Piccolo created him just like Tambourine and Cymbal, which means that Piano is exactly what Piccolo wanted him to be.    And yet Piano doesn’t seem to quite fit Piccolo’s plans.   He tries to act like he’s counseling a real king, but Piccolo’s military and domestic policies essentially boil down to “Break Stuff”.   

I think this points to King Piccolo’s defining character trait.  He’s a horrible, merciless villain, sure, but I think what sets him apart from the others is that he’s a bitter outsider who wants to punish everyone on the inside.   That’s why he wants to topple the legitimate king and usurp his throne.   The Red Ribbon Army was content to establish their own power base someplace else, but Piccolo wants the recognition.   He wants people to know that he’s part of their society--the top part-- whether they like it or not.   

So with that ambition comes this attitude that he has to make himself look and feel like a real king.    That’s why he surrounds himself with advisors like Piano, that’s why he sits on a throne, and that’s why he wants to move into King Castle.   I don’t think any of these things actually helps him accomplish his goals, but when your goal is basically “Break Stuff”, I guess it doesn’t matter.   King Piccolo doesn’t isn’t really interested in the final outcome of his reign, just so long as he gets to have authority that he can abuse.

As the pair cruise into the city surrounding King Castle.... You know, I’m just gonna go back to calling it “King’s Castle”.   Funimation added the possessive, and I’m starting to see why.   It just sounds better that way.

Anyway, it’s the 20th anniversary of King Furry’s reign, so there’s a big celebration with fireworks and a parade and so on. 

A lot of this episode is designed to set up King Furry as a counterpoint to Piccolo.    He’s everything Piccolo isn’t: modest, peace-loving, a dedicated public servant.

The catch is that King Furry’s record sort of contradicts a lot of the lawlessness we’ve seen in Dragon Ball leading up to his introduction.   Characters like the Ox King, the Red Ribbon Army, and Mercenary Tao seem to be able to do whatever they please.  I’ve always interpreted this to man that KIng Furry may officially rule the entire world, but he has a hard time enforcing his policies in the periphery of his kingdom.  

To be sure, I don’t expect King Furry to be perfect.   It’s likely that the world was a lot worse off before he assumed power, and the peace and prosperity his subjects are celebrating is a relative thing.    I just find it odd that the Red Ribbon Army was a Big Problem just three years ago, and everyone in this episode is acting like that never happened.

Meanwhile, in the Land of Korin, Goku’s planning to seek help from Korin at the top of Korin Tower.   But he’s all beat up, so Bora suggests that he rest for a few days before making the climb.  But Goku can’t wait, so he says Yajirobe will take him up.    Yajirobe refuses, until Goku tells him that there’s Senzu at the top of the tower, and it’s “Wizard Food”.

This leads Yajirobe to imagine a cereal mascot making giant food items appear out of thin air.   See, this right here is what all those Harry Potter movies should have looked like.   How hot would that be?   Dumbledore fights Voldemort, and they just keep trying to crush each other under giant pizzas and hot dogs.

Bora offers to help the boys out by doing a Fastball Special.   Only it’s even cooler than a Fastball Special because he’s gonna throw two people straight up.

I can’t believe Dragon Ball topped Harry Potter AND the X-Men in this one episode.   Well, actually, I can totally believe it.   This show rules.   Yajirobe grabs Goku’s butt, and Bora grabs Yajirobe’s butt, and we’re off to the races.

Of course, the animators sneak in plenty of upskirt shots of Yajirobe.   Wotta buncha perverts.

Once they’re as high as they can get, Yajirobe starts climbin’, crying out ORAORAORA as he goes.   Wow, a JoJo reference too.   This episode has everything.

Back at King’s Castle... uh... City?   Kingscastletown?  Castle City?   I think I’m gonna start calling it that.

Why are all these soldiers wearing pink?   I mean, they look all right, but they have a real ice cream truck vibe to them.     This makes me wonder if ice cream trucks in this town are Hum-vees driven by army guys in pixelated cookie-dough camo.    That’d be pretty badass.

So Piccolo’s ready to start invadin’.   First thing he does is T-Pose for dominance, and then he drops right on down on King’s Castle.

This guy at the gate tells him he can’t go in, and he has a gun, so Piccolo gives up and leaves.   And that’s the end of the story!   Kind of anticlimactic, but it’s a pretty daring way to wrap up a saga like this.   I think the moral here is--

Just kidding, Piccolo stone cold murders all the guards and just wanders through the castle at will.   Also, Piano finds a bag of chips next to some guy’s corpse and just picks it up like a crow.   This show is amazing.

Meanwhile, Master Roshi and Chiaotzu are still dead.

I feel like Tien’s sort of wasting time here.  I guess the last couple of episodes have taken place in roughly real-time, so it’s been maybe about twenty minutes since Piccolo made his wish?   That’s kind of nuts when you think about it.   But it feels like TIen’s been standing around all week.

The rest of Dragon Team finally arrives, and thank goodness Yamcha’s changed out of his blue tank top and short-shorts.   That outfit looked terrible on him.   Launch, of course, is still wearing her cool outfit from the Tien Saga, because you don’t want to mess with perfection.

So, just to be clear, Master Roshi is dead....

And Chiatozu is dead. 

Yamcha tells Tien that they need to team up to beat Piccolo.  Okay, time out, fantasy booking time.   What if they really did team up, and somehow they found out about the fusion dance, and King Piccolo met his match in... Tiencha!?

Like, TIencha would just instantly master the Mafuba, because he has Tien’s firsthand knowledge of the technique, combined with Yamcha’s ability to improvise moves like the Kamehameha and Spirit Ball.    But he’d be like, no.   No, this King Piccolo dude needs to pay.    So he’d wear him down with some Dodohamehas, and then polish him off with the Wolf Fang Volleyball Fist.    Then he’d cross his arms and shout “The Power of Tiencha!”

Then Tiencha would be made the new king.   Yamcha and Tien would rule jointly, but they’d use the fusion dance before making any important decisions. 

But no, we can’t do anything super mega awesome like that.  Instead, Tien wants to go off by himself and master the Mafuba on his own.   Yamcha offers to learn it with him...

But Tien tells him it would be impossible for Yamcha, since he’s never seen the move performed.  Well neither did Mutaito when he invented it, and so far he’s the only one who ever executed it successfully.

So Tien flies off on his own, leaving Launch to get all a-flutter over his stoic heroism.  Look, I get what they’re going for here.   This is Tien’s redemption arc, and Yamcha would just be in the way.   But this is a really dumb play.   Basically, Tien’s setting himself up to make the same mistake Master Roshi made.   Even if Yamcha doesn’t stand a chance of learning the Mafuba, he could still help in other ways, and if nothing else, he could be there when Tien tries it, and then if things don’t work out, he’ll finally have firsthand knowledge of the technique, so he can learn it himself.

Back at the parade, King Furry receives flowers from little girls from different parts of the world.   One of them is Suno from the Red Ribbon Army Saga.   I think this is the first time her hometown is called “Jingle Village”, and I really wish they had used that name back when I needed it.

Unfortunately, Piccolo blows up a bunch of heavy artillery at the castle, and the explosions finally disrupt the celebration, spoiling Suno’s big moment.

In hindsight, it probably would have been better to call off the rest of the celebration, but this guy in white only got word that a lone intruder was a the castle, and he thought tanks would be enough to stop him, so he decided not to interrupt the ceremony.   It was the wrong call, but I can’t blame the guy, since none of them had any idea what they were dealing with.   Now that he does know, he suggests King Furry leave the area immediately.

Furry really doesn’t want to do that, although he’s wise enough to know that his security chief is right.   Piccolo came her to get Furry, so if he can escape the city, there’s at least a chance Piccolo will follow him instead of hurting anyone else.

Meanwhile this huge dude tries to buy them some time.   From the dialogue, I get the impression that he’s the guy on the security detail they call when conventional weapons don’t work.    So at least King Furry’s staff recognizes that there are fighters in the world strong enough to resist tanks and guns.    It sort of makes me wonder why anyone still bothers with tanks and guns, though.   

Piccolo offers the guy a job, but he’s not interested.   It says a lot about King Furry that these guys are willing to lay down their lives for him, even against a foe this powerful.   This whole part of the saga feels like an inversion of Goku’s assault on Red Ribbon Headquarters, only now it’s a villain no-selling a bunch of good guys with guns.   But unlike the Red Ribbon soldiers, these guys are motivated by honor and loyalty, rather than denial and fear.  

To be sure, a couple of other guards see Piccolo kill this dude and they run away, but at this point, I’d say it’s the smart call.   There’s nothing left to defend here but an empty castle, and they’re way out of their league.    All they’d accomplish by staying is to die.

Unfortunately, Piano spots King Furry making his escape.

And it doesn’t take long for Piccolo to catch him.

Elsewhere, a kid asks his mom if there’s anyone who can stop Piccolo.

Suno knows someone.   

Yeah, Goku’s gonna come back and tear Piccolo apart.   You just wait and see.  

He just needs a little time to get his shit together.   Hang in there, world.

[un-incredibleviolet]

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If there was one thing that drove Vee completely mental, it was the way secondary school had evolved into this horrible place over the last century. Reveling in another person’s pain and misery had become “cool” because it meant securing your own place in the social hierarchy. 

It was stupid, if you asked Vee. She was over three centuries old, for heaven’s sake, and she was going to do what she thought was right, no matter what anybody thought of her. So when the girl looked so confused, Vee wasn’t surprised, though it did make her a little sad. 

“Carl? Er—” she asked, eyebrows furrowing together and looking around before noticing the potted plant. “Oh! The cactus?” her eyes widened and she giggled, holding it up for the girl’s inspection. “Yes, he survived, not even a scratch on him, see? He’s one tough cookie—or should I say, cacti?” And yes, she totally laughed at her own dumb joke.

Violet snatched the cactus up, perhaps a little too urgently, and inspected him himself. Nice girl was right. He was a-okay!

She smiled at the girl and laughed behind her hand at her dumb joke, because it was just as funny as it was dumb. It was sweet. She was sweet. And it was nice when people were being nice to you.

“Thank you.” Violet said, holding Carl close to her. “I like plants. Mostly succulent but I have flowers too. I got into plants recently-ish. Two years ago. I’m Violet— um. Thank you! ...I said that already.”

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Brilliance Part Two

Brilliance Of A Dying Star

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Word Count: 2,403

Pairings: Rociet, background Intuality, eventual Analogical

Warnings: Uncensored swearing, bombing, minor alcohol mention, fighting (verbal) if there’s anything I missed please please tell me, and if there’s anything you would like me to tag, don’t hesitate to ask!

Summary:

Roman Prince lives in a world where the population is split between super powered people and normal people. These super powers were soon named Flaire. And even though he desperately wished he had a Flaire of his own, Roman lives life working in a cat cafe alongside his coworkers, a few of which have Flaires. His life is fairly normal and tragically mundane until a local superhero crashes into his apartment.

Chapter 2

  "You're the guy from last night!!" The shorter man yelled.

  Roman scoffed offendedly. "And you're the fabulous bastard who broke my window!!"

  The golden haired boy piped up. "And I'm Patton!!" He said. The pair looked at him and his smile became sheepish. "Sorry, I felt left out. I'll just….wait over here for my order." He scampered back and away to a table where he tried oh so hard to look like he wasn't eavesdropping on the heated pair.

  Roman turned back to the man with off-colored eyes. "What are you even doing here?" He hissed. "Following me for something?"

  The short boy snorted. "No. Why would I follow you?" He said with something akin to distaste. "I just want a damn drink, alright, Sir Fabulous Bastard?" He finished his sentence with a scrunched up face, using his hands to make air quotes.

  Roman crossed his arms and huffed. "Fine. What do you want, Ruiner of Windows?"

  "Just a m- black coffee."

  Roman raised an eyebrow. "Anything else?"

  The man scrunched his shoulders and peered bitterly at the menu above. "And a blueberry muffin." He finally said.

  Roman let out a breath of air, trying to ignore the increasingly obvious glances and glares the man was getting from Virgil across the room, the thin man trying to look intimidating despite the multiple felines draped across his body. "Can I have a name for the order?"

  "Dai." The man said.

  Roman raised an eyebrow and wrote 'Day' on the cup. "Dai huh? Isn't that a bit-"

  "I am not here to talk, idiot. I'll have you know that because of the ruckus you made I lost my target."

  "Well maybe you shouldn't break people's windows." Roman said, handing off the cup and order to Alice.

  "I had to hide somewhere and your little apartment just happened to be the perfect place."

  "That's a load of bullshit. There were plenty of other places you could have hidden."

  "No there really wasn't. I had to be completely hidden and there was only one place that wouldn't arouse suspicion and it was in your house, jackass."

  "Oh so I'm the jackass here? For doing what? Being upset you broke my fucking wind-"

  A lady with two children pointedly cleared her throat behind Dai, the other woman with her holding her hand. She looked significantly at the children and back up at the arguing pair.

  Roman raised his hand in apology. "Sorry, ma'am." He turned back to Dai. "Listen I can't argue right now, but this isn't over, shorty!!"

  Dai made a noise and opened his mouth to talk before the golden haired boy took him by the arm and pulled him away.

  A few minutes later Alice came out with the two boy's orders. "Patton and Dai?" She called, eyeing Patton as he played fondly with a calico cat named Truffle.

  Patton bounced up to the counter, Dai following slowly behind. "Thaaat's us!!" He trilled happily, following it with a short giggle.

  He picked up his cup and skipped back to the table. Roman tuned out after that, knowing the drill at this point. Logan would come out with a small bag of three or four raspberry thumbprint cookies, and the two boys would talk while Patton finished his snack and coffee.

  That was how it was supposed to go, anyway.

  "You delusional moron!!" Dai's voice sounded and Roman looked up from his phone to see the furious boy. "My name's spelled with an 'I' dumbass!"

  Roman threw his hands up in defense. "Well how was I supposed to know that. I didn't know there was any other way to spell the name Dai!!"

  "Well you didn't ask, did you?"

  "And you didn't tell me! What's the 'I' for anyway? Infuriating?"

  "That's what you've devolved into now? Childish name calling?"

  "Well you look child sized so how was I supposed to know you were above it? I was just trying to come down to your level, Prince charming."

  There was a small pause in which Dai seemed to ignore him before he snapped back to attention. "Oh sorry, are you done talking about yourself finally? I couldn't tell, all the noises coming out of your mouth all sound like the same annoying shit."

  "You really are a little bitch aren't you?"

  "I try." Dai sneered.

  Roman hardly noticed when Logan and Patton got up. Logan walked around the counter and placed a hand on Roman’s shoulder, Patton doing the same to Dai on the other side.

  “Hey, Dai, maybe we should just leave the nice barista alone?”

  “Roman, I do believe that you need to calm down a significant amount. You are going to scare the other customers.”

  Roman scrunched up his shoulders and crossed his arms. Dai looked at him through furious and challenging eyes. Roman looked away and out the window, letting Logan remove their hand from where it rested on his shoulder. Dai finally turned and started to walk away again.

  Of course though, Roman couldn’t keep his dumb mouth shut. “The only one who’s gonna scare customers is this half sized asshole’s glare…” Roman muttered.

  Dai spun around, rage so explicit on his slowly reddening face. And if Roman didn’t know any better, he’d think he might have just seen the short boy’s left eye flicker- like static- for just a moment. “What?!” Dai shouted.

  Roman shrugged Logan’s hand’s off his shoulders this time. “Oh you heard that? Good! Because it’s TRUE! Your glare would kill puppies if they came too close! Maybe that’s why your friend took you to a cat cafe instead! Keep casualties to a minimum!”

  Roman swears he’s never seen someone more angry. “Listen here you janky ass smirking creton, you have no-”

  And suddenly Dai stopped. His eyes changed. His expression switched. Something was wrong.

  Roman ignored it. Like an idiot. “What? Ran out of clever things to say? Come now, I thought-”

  Dai clapped his hand over Roman’s mouth. When had he jumped on the counter? “Shut up for a moment…” He wasn’t looking at Roman anymore. Instead his off color eyes were searching the cafe for something.

  This is just another stupid trick. Roman thought. Dai is gonna look at me with that stupid smirk and tell me something like ‘finally it’s quiet’ or something else just as-

  Then Roman actually heard it. So did Virgil who had been watching everything from the back. And Roman only got the chance to see terror flash across his friend’s face before the thin man called to the cats in the cafe- his Flaire- gathering them in a corner of the room before Dai tackled Roman to the ground and screamed, “DUCK!!” Right as the ticking noise turned into a boom.

~~*~~

  Roman’s ears were ringing.

  His head hurt too. 

  There was someone on top of him. 

  He tried to take a breath- No he coughed out a breath. 

  There was smoke everywhere. 

  He remembered Virgil in the back…

  Roman gasped and tried to stand up, pushing the person off of him. “What-” He stumbled back into the back counter holding his head and wincing.

  Finally everything stopped ringing enough that he could make out his own thoughts. He opened his eyes to a scene he never expected to witness.

  The whole front quarter of the cafe was destroyed. Glass was everywhere and black charred marks seared the ground and ceiling.

  Roman glanced over to where Virgil had been. He was crouched low to the ground and Roman could only suspect he was sheltering the cats with his body.

  He glanced over to see Logan on the ground next to him, a small cut above their eyebrow. They looked like they would be fine, as would Virgil.

  The other customers in the shop looked to be relatively unscathed, as did Patton. How that had happened Roman could only guess.

  Roman turned to see Alice standing in the doorway of the kitchen, he was glad to see she wasn’t hurt.

  “Dammit…” Dai spat as he stood up, looking around the wrecked cafe. “There’s no way they could have followed me here! How did they know...I could have sworn…”

  “Dai!!” Patton made his way over to the short boy, a small crack in his big round frames. “What was that?! Do you think they could have followed you?” His voice was slightly hushed, as if it was a secret.

  “I don’t know…” Dai murmured. He pulled out his phone which was relatively undamaged and dialed a number, Roman didn’t bother to see what it was.

  Instead he picked his way over to Virgil who was covered in small bits of rubble and dust. “Vee!! Virgil are you okay?!”

  Virgil slowly sat up, moving from where he sheltered the small animals. “Y-yeah...I think I’ll be okay...I only noticed the sound in time to call them to me, but I think the cats are okay too…”

  Logan walked over to them with Alice by their side. “It seems a bomb went off…” They said, glasses missing from their face. They must have fallen off in the explosion.

  “No shit…” Alice said, looking around the wrecked cafe. “What are going to do now though?”

  They all paused. What were they going to do?

  Logan could easily find themself work in their aunt’s bakery while the cafe was being repaired, but for Virgil and Roman...it was a bit harder.

  Virgil’s Flaire would make you think it’d be easy to find work in the animal industry, being able to command and talk to animals like that, but as it turned out, a lot of people didn’t trust him. He had gotten fired from his last job working in a veterinary clinic because too many people filed complaints saying he was too controlling with their animals. He’d been offered many jobs at local pounds and animal control facilities, but he turned them all down. He hated the idea of using his ability to only contain dangerous animals.

  And Roman...Well this job was his everything. He could probably find work elsewhere, but it would be hard to find some place that would pay as much as the job he had at the cafe. As it was, he was scraping by with just the cafe and his band. And he really didn’t want to have to take two jobs. And if worse came to worst, he might even be forced to drop out of the band until the cafe got repaired.

  What were they going to do now?

~~*~~

  The police showed up and started doing their work. Roman and his coworkers were released to go home finally. They all decided to follow Roman to the bar where he was scheduled to play that night. Thomas had joined them too. After their first few songs were done, they all sullenly drank together, mourning the loss of the cafe that had brought them all together.

  Eventually Thomas spoke up. “I’ve recommended you all to different places.”

  Virgil’s head shot up. “You’ve what?!”

  “Calm down. Virgil, I recommended you to a rescue shelter. I covered your Flaire with them and they’re not bothered by it. Alice and Roman, I have a friend that owns a diner not too far from here, they said they’d be delighted to give you work while the cafe is being repaired. And Logan-”

  Logan held up their hand. “No need. I already contacted my aunt. She’s more than willing to let me work in her bakery. I thank you for the recommendation, Thomas, but I got this one covered.” They said, a sad, weathered smile finding its way to their lips.

  Virgil spoke up. “What about the cats? Where are they gonna go? I don’t want to just give them up to a shelter.”

  Thomas nodded. “Don’t worry about the cat’s Virgil. I know someone who owns a small farm who said that they’d take them in for a while. They’ll be safe and taken care of there, I promise.”

  Virgil relaxed and they all fell into a quietly bitter silence.

  This shouldn’t have happened in the first place… Roman thought. By the sounds of it, it was the same person Dai was after last night… Roman got up, telling the others he just needed to use the bathroom. He instead turned and found himself outside in an alleyway. “That means it’s my fault it happened…” Roman leaned against the wall and looked up at the light polluted night sky, only about ten stars visible. “If I hadn’t been so loud when Dai came in, maybe he could have caught that bastard…” Roman slid to the ground and hid his face in his chest, guilt eating at his stomach.

  He heard the door open behind him and he sighed, starting to stand up. “I don’t want to talk about it, Vee-” He stopped when he saw a short boy with golden eyes that didn’t quite match one another.

  Dai leaned against the doorway, his gaze met Roman’s for a split second before trailing the opposite wall. “I didn’t know you played in a band.” He smirked. “You sound just awful.”

  Roman looked away. “What do you want...If you’re here to tell me it’s my fault, too late. I already-”

  “I’m not here to scold you, dumbass.” Dai rolled his eyes. “I’m here to tell you that I’m sorry. It’s my fault your job got blown up and I’m sorry.”

  Roman paused. “...You’re not sorry about the window-”

  “Hey!! That might have been my fault too, but that one was unavoidable!” Dai yelled.

  “Oh my god..AGAIN?! There were plenty other places you could have hidden!! It’s not like my apartment building was the only building on the street!”

  “How many times do I have to tell you that your house was the only place I could have hidden properly?!”

  “I- ugh...you know what, forget it. My life literally just blew up in my face today…” Roman sighed and leaned back against the wall. “Just go away...Tell the purple haired boy to come and get me when I’m on next…”

  Roman didn’t notice the way Dai’s eyes softened for a moment, the way they actually looked sad. He opened the door and before he left he paused. He opened his mouth to say something, but snapped it shut, swallowing the words, “You sound good, by the way…” Like hot coals.

A/n: I’m sorry I kept you guys waiting so long and Sorry this chapter is so messy!! I had a vague idea and the words didn’t come too easily this time. I’m so very very excited for this story though!! I have ideas that I’m excited to put to word and I can’t wait to share it with you guys! till next time, stay fresh and minty my friends!

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