Author's Notes: What can I say? Read?
Nope, I don't own any part of DBZ, but this plot is mine. Anyone who wants to copy shall be hunted down and severely persecuted by Vegeta and Gohan. Wait a minute . . . I don't own them, do I . . .
Part II. Dark Passions
*~* Chapter Sixteen *~*
The Search for Videl
Gohan had just finished packing and had gone into the kitchen for a snack when the phone rang. He picked it up. "Hello?"
"G-G-Gohan? I-is that y-you?"
"Yeah, it's me, Erasa. What's wrong?"
"V-V-V-Videl . . ."
Gohan stiffened. "What about her? What happened?"
"SHE'S BEEN KIDNAPPED!!"
Gohan nearly dropped the phone. "WHAT?!" he exclaimed, his shout drawing his mother into the kitchen. "What do you mean, she's been kidnapped?!"
"Exactly what I said! Apparently, her kidnapper was waiting in her room and attacked her."
Gohan swore. If he'd stayed a little while longer, he probably could've saved Videl, stopped her from being taken. "Do the police have any leads?"
"N-no." She sniffled. "They think it was the same guy who's been after her, the same guy who b-blew up the school." Erasa began to cry. "I-I'm so worried about her, Gohan!!
"I . . . I'm sure she'll be fine, Erasa. Just . . . keep calm, okay?"
"S-sure thing, Gohan. See ya."
When Gohan hung up the phone, Chichi asked, "Who's been kidnapped?"
"Videl."
She gasped and fell into a chair at the table. "Oh, no! I hope she's okay!"
"I'm going to look for her, Mom."
Chichi could almost feel the anger and tension radiating from her oldest son. No telling what would happen if Gohan, for some reason, lost it. Knowing that she wouldn't be able to keep him at home, Chichi nodded. "Fine. Just be careful."
Before Gohan could leave the kitchen, Goten entered immediately noticing the serious looks on Gohan and Chichi's faces. "What's wrong?"
Gohan wondered if he should tell Goten what was really going on. He wasn't sure how his brother would take the news. He glanced at his mother, who was shaking her head ever so slightly.
"It would be better if he heard it from us, rather than someone else," said Gohan softly. "Gee, Goten, I'm not sure how to tell you this, but . . ."
"What? What's going on?"
"Uh . . . Videl's been kidnapped."
The room was silent for a while- until Goten digested the information and exploded. His tiny hands formed fists at his sides and, with a soft growl, his hair turned yellow and his eyes changed to blue. "WHAT ARE WE DOING STANDING AROUND?!!!! LET'S GO FIND HER!!" he exclaimed.
Gohan gapped at his younger brother. Goten had already become a Super Saiyan? At such a young, tender age? Or had the news of Videl caused him to change?
His mother, seeing the shock in Gohan's face, said, "He's been able to do that for a while now."
And no one told me?!
Goten pouted. "Let's GO, Gohan! We gotta find her!"
"You, mister," said Chichi to the youngest Son, "are not going anywhere but to bed!"
"Aw, Mom!"
"I don't want you to get in the way if something big happens."
Goten pouted some more, then kicked Gohan in the leg. "If you don't come back with her, it's gonna be you and me, got it?" he muttered.
Gohan chuckled and patted his brother on the head. "I'll do my best." He watched as his little brother trudged into the back of the house. "Keep an eye on him. He'll try to escape."
Chichi snickered. "He won't get far. After all, he can't fly. But Gohan . . . be careful . . . and don't stay out too late."
Gohan decided to go out as Saiyaman. He pushed the button on his watch. "I'll return in a few hours. Don't wait up."
*~*
By the time Gohan returned, it was two o'clock in the morning, and Chichi WAS waiting up for him. Or she'd tried to. When he entered the house, he noticed Chichi lying on the couch, fast asleep. He picked her up and carried her into her room, tucking her into bed.
He went into his own room and flopped down onto the bed with a sigh. Gohan was really worried about Videl now. With no sign of her ki, it would be hard to find her. She could be anywhere.
Gohan didn't get any sleep that night and, when the sun came up, he began his search again. He first flew out to Dende's Lookout, waking the guardian of the earth and Piccolo quite early.
Dende could sense Gohan's frustration and anger and asked him what was up. When Gohan told them about Videl, Piccolo immediately volunteered to help look for her.
"What does she look like?" asked the older Namek.
"Uh . . .Gee . . . I've never had to describe her before . . ."
Piccolo sighed and shook his head. "Hair color? Eye color? Height?"
"Oh! Well, she's about this tall," he said, gesturing with his hands, "with thick, black hair a little longer than shoulder length, blue eyes . . . um . . . that's it, I guess."
Damn humans all look the same. There could be a million girls that look like that. "How about a picture?" suggested Piccolo. Maybe searching for Gohan's little girlfriend would be harder than he thought.
Gohan tilted his head to the side, then frowned. "Hey, that would be a good idea. Maybe I should've found one . . ."
Piccolo was just about to shout in frustration when Mr. Popo came up to them with a newspaper clipping. No one had any idea where he'd gotten it from, but it really didn't matter. The clipping had a photo of Videl, and that was all they needed.
Piccolo analyzed the photo. Not bad . . . if Gohan HAS to get married, then she'd be okay. I guess. He committed her appearance to memory, then turned to Gohan. "I'll check back with you later, Gohan. Good luck."
Gohan's next stop was Capsule Corp. where Bulma was already fussing Vegeta out for refusing to search for Videl.
"She's not MY problem," he muttered.
"Really, Vegeta, out of the GOODNESS of your heart, you . . . what am I saying? Do you have a heart?"
Vegeta growled. "Leave me alone, onna."
Gohan cleared his throat. "Um, hi?"
Bulma gasped and ran up to him, hugging him. "You poor baby! I bet you're worried out of your mind! How are you?"
"I'm doing okay, Bulma. I was just stopping by to ask for Vegeta's help, but . . ." he glanced at the arrogant prince.
"How about I go out and look? I could take a jet and-"
"I don't think so," interrupted Vegeta. "You'll be no match for a kidnapper of any kind."
"Then YOU go look for her! Or I'll go myself. I swear I will!"
"FINE!! I'll go look!" Vegeta glared at Gohan. He was just about to leave when Trunks burst into the room with a phone in his hand.
"Gohan! Is it true! Has Videl really been kidnapped?!" he shouted, looking frantic.
Bulma nodded. "She has."
Trunks dropped the phone and they could hear Goten shouting on the other end. "I'll kill whoever took her! Come on Gohan, let's go find her!"
Bulma shook her head. "You aren't going anywhere. You'll just be in the way!"
Trunks looked a little hurt. "No I won't. I can keep up! See!" And he turned into a Super Saiyan.
Everyone except Gohan gasped. It figures. If Goten can do it, then Trunks probably could too. Gohan patted Trunks on the head. "You can't fly remember?"
Trunks frowned, then laughed sheepishly. "That's right! I forgot!"
Vegeta, however, was furious that Trunks was a SSJ and he hadn't known about it. And Kakarott's brat was acting as if nothing had happened! "WHAT IS GOING ON?!" he roared.
Gohan turned to Vegeta. "It appears that both Goten and Trunks have become Super Saiyans, Vegeta. What does it look like?"
"DON'T get smart with ME! What . . . when . . . HOW . . ."
"I'd love to stay and chat, but I've got some more stops to make, then I'm off to look for Videl." Gohan exited the house, leaving Vegeta mumbling to himself and flew to Master Roshi's tiny island house, searching the ground along his way.
Krillin was playing ball with little Marron while Master Roshi and Juuhachi [1] were lounging outside when he arrived. Marron nearly attacked Gohan, running up to him and grabbing his leg. "Hi Gohan!"
Krillin grinned. "It's been a while, huh?"
Gohan nodded. "I have a favor to ask of you, Krillin, and maybe Juuhachi. Uh . . . A friend of mine's been kidnapped, and I need your help to find her."
The short man raised an eyebrow. "Kidnapped, huh? Who's this friend of yours?"
Juuhachi came up to them and eyed Gohan. "This FRIEND of yours wouldn't happen to be the one you went to the dance with? Satan Hercule's daughter?"
Krillin's eyes widened. "SATAN HERCULE'S DAUGHTER?! What is going on?"
Gohan filled him in on the past events. "I can't pick up her ki anywhere, and I'm really worried."
"I'll help look," said Krillin. He winked at Gohan. "I hope your girlfriend's safe, Gohan."
"She's NOT my girlfriend!! Jeez! Hey, thanks for your help, though. I'm going to stop by Yamcha's before I start looking myself."
"Okay. Hey, have you heard from Tien? Maybe he could help."
Gohan frowned. He hadn't heard a word from him since the Cell games. He shook his head. "Nope. Well . . . I better be off."
"Why don't I stop by Yamcha's place?" Krillin suggested. "You just go and look for your little girlfriend, okay?"
Gohan ignored the girlfriend remark and nodded. "Thanks again. See ya!"
*~*
Meanwhile, back at the Son home, Chichi and Bulma were sitting in the living room, listening to the news for any word on Videl. They were sipping on tea, talking softly about Gohan and Videl's non-existent relationship.
"I hope she's alright," said Chichi. "I hate to think what would happen if she were . . . dead or something."
Bulma had to agree. "Yeah. Gohan would flip, and probably blow up the whole earth in the process." She sighed. "And they haven't even had the chance to get together yet."
"Well, you know what this means."
"Uh . . . I do?"
"YES! When Videl comes back, and I know she will, we'll have to try harder than ever to get those two together!"
As the two older women were scheming, Trunks and Goten were in the backyard, fighting each other. They were both mad that Videl had been kidnapped, and even madder that they could not go and look for her. After beating the stuffing out of each other, they plopped down on the ground, breathing hard.
"I miss Videl!" moaned Gohan, lying back on the grass.
Trunks snorted. "Whining isn't going to bring her back, baka!"
"I know!! But what can we do?"
Trunks thought for a moment. I'm the brains here . . . I should be able to think of something . . . STUPID!!! It's so obvious!! "Flying Nimbus!" he hissed to Goten.
The younger boy looked confused. "What?"
"We can take to Flying Nimbus out and look for her! And there would be no way that either of our Mom's could stop us!"
"YEAH!!! Great idea. Why didn't I think of that?" Goten hopped onto his feet. "FLYING NI-"
Trunks slapped a hand over his mouth, glancing nervously back at the house. "They'll hear us if you yell that loud, stupid!!"
Goten pouted. "How else is it supposed to hear me?!"
"Do clouds hear, baka? They don't have ears."
Goten tilted his head to one side. "Hey! Good point. Gee, you sure are smart!"
Trunks rolled his eyes. "Call the stupid cloud. QUIETLY!"
"Flying Nimbus!" he whispered. They waited for a while . . . and nothing happened. "I told you Trunks! I gotta yell!"
"Fine!" Trunks pulled Goten away from the house and into a thick patch of trees to insolate the sound of Goten's yell.
"FLYING NIMBUS!!"
Sure enough, the cloud came flying down, stopping in front of them. They hopped on.
Trunks raised an eyebrow as Goten began to pull at the cloud, looking all over it, poking the fluffy white mass. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!!"
"Lookin for the ears!"
Trunks smacked Goten upside the back of his head. "Just drive this thing!"
Goten glared at his friend, mumbling something. The cloud took off. "We gotta stop by the house first."
"WHAT FOR?!! The whole point of this is to get away without getting caught!"
Goten ignored Trunks and flew up to the front door of his home. He knocked on the door and smiled when his mother answered.
"We're gonna go look for Videl, okay? We'll be back for lunch!!"
As the cold took off, Chichi was left on the ground, shouting up at them. Trunks was laughing his head off. "The look on your Mom's face was SOOOO funny! Haha!"
Chichi glared at the disappearing cloud. "I forgot about that damn thing!"
*~*
The boys had been searching for three hours when Goten began to whine. "We haven't found her yet!" he squealed.
Trunks sighed and rolled his eyes. "She could be anywhere. Just keep looking!"
Goten stared at the ground as they whizzed past. Then, something shiny lying in a field of grass caught his eye. He steered the cloud down to the ground, then hopped down, picking up the shiny object. "Ohhhh, pretty!"
Trunks slid off Nimbus and went up to him. "What is it?"
"It's a necklace! Lookie, it's made of silver, I bet!"
Trunks grabbed it from Goten's hand. "Wow! Must be worth a lot! I can't believe some baka lost it, and way out here!" He was just about to put it in his pocket when Goten snatched it out of his hand.
"We can't keep it! It's not ours!"
"Who said WE were gonna keep it? Give it to me!"
Goten shook his head. "I found it anyway!" He turned it over and saw a name inscribed on the back. "Look. It belongs to an Angela-somebody. We should try to give it back to its owner."
"Its owner could be halfway around the world. Besides, they obviously didn't want it if they lost it out here. In the middle of nowhere."
Goten was just about to argue with him when Krillin landed in the grass next to them. "What are you boys doing out here?"
"We're looking for Videl," Goten said proudly.
"Oh, yeah? What's that in your hand?"
The younger boy held it out while Trunks groaned. There was no way that he would be able to pawn it now. "We found it. It belongs to an Angela person."
"Angela, eh . . ." Krillin remembered Gohan speaking about the murder of a girl named in Angela in his class. She'd been pretty rich, too. Maybe this belonged to her. But what is it doing out here? Could it be some sort of clue? Krillin spiked up his ki, trying to attract the attention of Gohan and any of the other Z-fighters that were looking for Videl.
Within minutes, Piccolo, Gohan, Vegeta and Yamcha had arrived on the scene. "What is it, Krillin?" Gohan asked anxiously.
He showed Gohan what he'd found. Vegeta looked extremely agitated. "I was called here because you found a damn piece of jewelry?!"
"Not just any piece of jewelry," muttered Gohan. "I remember seeing Angela wearing this at the dance. Angela's room was torn apart when she was killed, so I'm guessing that whoever killed her stole this out of her room."
"And you think whoever killed this girl also kidnapped Videl," finished Piccolo.
"Right. So . . . maybe they're somewhere near here. Okay, guys, let's split up."
Everyone went their separate ways, scanning the area. The boys jumped back on Nimbus and did their own scouting. Within a few minutes, Trunks had spotted an extinguished campfire.
"We're on a roll!" he exclaimed, raising his ki.
When the others arrived, Piccolo announced that the fire had been put out recently, and that maybe Videl and her kidnapper were somewhere around the area.
So, once again, they all split up, only to regroup a few hours later empty handed. Gohan was getting annoyed. All of their clues had turned up as dead ends.
And his friends were looking the same way, and a little tired. Goten and Trunks were both VERY hungry, and so was Gohan, but he tried to ignore his hunger. After all, Videl was way more important than stuffing his face, even if he hadn't had any breakfast.
"Why don't you guys go on to my place?" he said. "I'm sure Mom will be willing to feed you all since you've been trying to help me find Videl."
Goten frowned. "Aren't you coming, Gohan?"
He shook his head. "I'm gonna continue to look for a while, okay? I'll be there in a little while."
The others reluctantly left Gohan in the air. He landed on the ground and began his search on foot. He entered a set of thick woods, walking through them. Gohan had no idea where he was going, but kept walking anyway. About an hour later, he sighed in defeat. Maybe I should head home and rest up.
When Gohan took to the air, he was surprised to see that he wasn't very far from his house. In fact, he could see the dome shaped home perfectly. Strange. So Videl could be somewhere hear the house . . . and all this time I've been all over the place.
Gohan flew home and entered the house through the back door, coming into a slightly crowded kitchen where his poor mother was slaving over the stove while Goten, Trunks and Vegeta were wolfing down plates full of food.
"Woman! Bring me some more food!" shouted Vegeta.
Chichi turned away from the stove and glared at him. "I KNOW you're not talking to me like that!"
"So what if I am?"
Gohan cleared his throat, silencing the group. "Uh, hi. What's up?"
Chichi grabbed Gohan and shoved him into a chair. "How do you expect to find Videl if you're starving half to death! Eat!" She placed a bowl full of noodles in front of him and, to everyone's surprise, he began to eat civilly, unlike the other Saiyans in the room.
"I hope you all noticed," spoke Yamcha, "that we found all of those clues really close to Chichi's house. They could still be in the area."
Gohan nodded. "I noticed. But night is falling, and they're probably going to settle down for the night." He finished up his noodles and his mother refilled his bowl.
A few minutes into his meal, Gohan felt the rise of a familiar ki. He dropped his chopsticks into the bowl with a loud clatter and jumped out of his chair. "Did you guys feel that?!" he practically shouted.
Krillin shook his head. "Feel what?"
Could he have been imagining it? Had he actually felt Videl's ki, or was he just imagining it?
He gasped as he felt her ki spike again, and he knew then that he hadn't lost his mind. "I think I've found her, guys. I'll be back in a while." He changed to Saiyaman and locked onto Videl's energy, using Instant Transmission.
He reappeared in front of a cave and hid behind a pile of rocks, lowering his energy level so that he would not be discovered. He peeked around them and into the dim cave. Gohan narrowed his eyes as he saw Videl struggling against Vile as he brought a funny looking device with a long, pointy stem up to her neck.
Gohan flew into the cave, ramming Vile into the wall. He turned to a shocked Videl and told her to leave the cave. She immediately ran off.
"Not you again," grumbled Vile. "The idiot in the crazy get-up."
Gohan smirked. "Me? The idiot? You're the one who left clues to your location scattered all over the place."
Vile growled. "I'm on a mission, boy. Don't get in my way." He lunged at Gohan, who neatly dogged his fist and wrapped a hand around the man's neck. He lifted him off of the ground and held Vile up so that he was at eye level with Gohan.
"What do you want with Videl? Why are you trying to kill her?"
Vile snorted. "Wouldn't you like to know?"
Gohan squeezed his hand around the other man's neck. "Don't MESS with me."
"Alright! I-I was hired to do away with her!"
"By who?"
He laughed evilly. "Doesn't matter. That person's dead now."
"Then what do you want with her?"
"I-I got direct orders from my prince!"
"And who's that?"
"Can't tell."
Gohan growled and punched the man in the face, sending him falling onto the ground. "ANSWER ME!"
Vile knew he was going to die. But there was no way that he was going to let some punk kid torture any information from him. He'd sworn allegiance to the soon-to-be king, and he would not go back on his word. So there was one other option . . .
Vile gave Gohan one last smirk, then held his hand up to his own chest and fired a powerful ki blast.
Gohan averted his gaze as the man blew himself up, leaving nothing but ashes behind. "Shoot," he muttered. "There goes all of my information."
He looked down at the pink device that Vile was about to stick into Videl's neck, which had fallen on the floor during Gohan's first attack. The base was circular with a dial on it, with a pointy needle-like thing jutting out of it. He picked it up, then noticed a similar white one lying not too far from it and grabbed this one too. Besides the color, they were exactly identical to one another.
Well, except for one thing. The white one's dial was spinning like mad, while the other was still. Gohan put them into his pocket. Maybe Piccolo or Vegeta will have some idea what they are.
Gohan left the cave and found Videl sitting on the ground, cradling a broken arm. She looked up at him and smiled weakly. "Thank you, Saiyaman."
He kneeled down next to her and looked her over. She had a huge black eye and a coupled of other bruises on her face, but besides those and the broken arm, she looked fine. "Are you okay?"
"Just my arm. How did you find me? What happened to that guy?"
Gohan just shook his head and gathered her in his arms. "Later," he muttered. "Hold on tight. I saw a house on my way here. I'm sure the people there will help you."
Videl's head began to swim as the scenery around her phased out and she reappeared in front of the Son home. She fainted from the experience.
Gohan knocked on the door. His mother threw the door open and gasped when she saw Videl. "Bring her in, Gohan!"
Everyone was still in his house, and they made way for Gohan as he stepped into the house, but crowded around as he brought her into his room and laid her down on his bed. "I need a senzu bean," he muttered softly.
Bulma slapped Vegeta on the arm. "Don't you keep one in your glove?"
He sighed and rolled his eyes, slipping off the white glove, shaking out the bean. Vegeta tossed it to Gohan, who practically shoved the bean down Videl's throat.
He changed back to his regular clothes and ushered everyone out of the room so that Videl could get some peace.
"What happened, Gohan?" demanded Piccolo. "Where's the Vile guy you told me about?"
"Er . . . he sorta killed himself." Gohan told them the little information he managed to get out of Vile, then produced the two devices. "This white one's really weird. It keeps on spinning."
Piccolo took the white one from him, then frowned when the dial stopped turning. He pointed the needle point in Gohan's direction. It began to spin again. He went through the room and pointed it at the rest of the Saiyans, then Krillin and Yamcha, even Bulma and Chichi and nothing happened. "It seems to respond to you, Gohan."
"I wonder why. Do you recognize it, Piccolo? Or maybe you, Vegeta?"
The Saiyan Prince glared at Gohan. "Why in the world would I know what that is?"
Goten giggled. "Cuz you're an alien, that's why! And you're old! Isn't that right, Gohan?"
Gohan forced back laughter. "Sure, Goten. That's why."
His little brother stuck his tongue out at Trunks. "See? I'm not a baka."
Piccolo handed the device back to Gohan and sighed as the dial began to whirl again. "I don't have any idea what it is. I've never seen it before."
Gohan put them back in his pocket. "Well, thanks for your help, guys. I guess you can go now."
"It's about time," mumbled Vegeta as they left.
Chichi was very excited about having Videl back. She gave Gohan a huge hug. "Didn't I tell you that you'd find her?"
Gohan nodded. "Now . . . do you think I could eat?"
*~*
When Videl awoke, she found herself in unfamiliar surroundings. She sat up in the bed, looking around. The simplicity of the room sparked her memory. I'm in Gohan's house. How . . . That's right. Saiyaman brought me here.
As she slid out of the bed, she was amazed that she could move her arm and that there was not an aching spot on her body. How long have I been out?
Videl slowly made her way into the hall and into the main part of the house. Goten was sitting in front of the tv, watching cartoons and Gohan was reading a book. She cleared her throat loudly.
Gohan looked up and placed his book aside. He got up and helped her over to the couch. "Videl! You're awake."
"Yeah. But . . . what happened? Especially to my arm?" she asked.
"Uh . . . there are these things, called senzu beans that heal every type of injury. I gave you one."
"Oh." Gohan sure is weird. Senzu beans? "I'm really lucky that Saiyaman came and got me when he did. I thought that guy was going to kill me."
"Speaking of your kidnapper . . . what did he do? I mean, what exactly happened?"
"I woke up in that cave- the one where Saiyaman found me. The guy was talking to some guy on a two-way communicator of some sort . . ."
*~* Flashback *~*
Videl watched as her kidnapper pulled a black object that looked like a laptop, only smaller, and placed it on the ground. He stood back and watched as a huge screen appeared and the face of a man with spiky black hair and dark eyes came into view.
"I've made an important discovery, my prince," he said, falling onto one knee.
Videl stared at Vile's back. 'Is that a . . . no way! He's got a-'
"What is it, Vile?"
"I've found one of the Powers, prince. The pink soochi [2] is reacting to the girl I found."
The man on the screen stared right at Videl, who scowled back. "Girl, eh? She's pretty . . ."
Vile shifted uncomfortably. "Do you . . . want me to bring her to you, your highness?"
"Yes. Why not? Drain her, then bring her to headquarters. And please, I'd rather have her untouched- and I mean that in more ways than one."
Videl shivered. "Disgusting," she sneered.
"Of course, my prince. She will be delivered to you unharmed."
"How are you going to do that? You already hit me!" she exclaimed.
The prince on the screen laughed. "She's got spunk. These human women are very interesting. Obviously their men do not keep a tight enough reign over them," he mused with a grin on his face. "Well, good work Vile. You can expect a promotion for this. I want you here within the next two days." The prince disappeared, and the screen did the same.
Vile hauled Videl up off of the ground and smacked her in the face. "Trying to make me look bad in front of my superiors, huh?"
"You better not hit me again! You're prince-"
He smirked. "You already pointed out that I've hit you before. I'm sure he won't notice an extra bruise or two . . ."
Videl immediately began to struggle against him. He growled, then pulled a pink device out of his pocket. 'This must be the soochi,' thought Videl. She tried to push Vile away as he brought it up to her neck.
*~* End Flashback *~*
"And that was when Saiyaman came and rescued me," finished Videl.
Gohan nodded. Her information was helpful. So the soochi- the things he'd collected- were designed to react to a special person. But why Videl? And why him? "Was there anything else weird about either the prince or Vile? Anything that could've set them apart from an everyday person?"
Videl nibbled on her lower lip, then her eyes widened. "Oh! I almost forgot! There was something really strange about Vile! When he knelt down, something popped out from underneath his shirt."
Gohan frowned. "What?"
"A fuzzy brown tail."
Author's Note: A TAIL?!! That could only mean ONE THING!
[1] Juuhachi- android 18. I didn't like calling her a number, although, technically, juuhachi DOES mean 18 in Japanese . . .
[2] soochi- Japanese word for device. Funny, huh? I'm not THAT creative.
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