She hadn't meant to ease drop. Her intentions were simple; find the darkest corner of the vents and write her poems, but the strange sounds coming from her only brother's room were much too weird to ignore. And now… now she had witnessed something she was sure her eyes were never meant to see and heard things she was sure as hell never meant to hear.
Quickly, she scurried back to her shared room, like a frightened mouse dashing towards the safe haven of its hole. Almost supernaturally, her feet made no sound as she moved through the cramped space, weaving around, already knowing each crack, turn and curve like the back of her hand, before reaching her destination. She pulled open the already unscrewed vent and made her way down, moving with cat like reflexes even in the dimly lit room. She turned to her roommate, the Jock sprawled about on the bed, her mouth wide open as saliva trailed down her cheek to her chin and leaving a puddle below her head.
Paying no mind to the rather audible snoring, she crept into her bed, wrapping herself with the blanket, pulling the edges as hard as she could, moving her head into the mini wrap she had made for herself like a turtle retreating into its shell. She was panting heavily. Must have been moving pretty fast. She called up the memories of what she witnessed, the things that Lincoln said. Made out with Lori… Seduced by Luan… It was wrong, it was morally, socially wrong, and from the conversation he was having with the wall, he was well aware of that fact, and it seemed he didn't care. Things were about to get even crazier than usual, and from the looks of it, there was nothing she could do about it.
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Paper lay strewn across the floor, multiple cups of coffee were scattered on her work desk. The room was an absolute mess, and she was sure Mrs. Loud was having an anxiety fit and not even realizing why.
"God damn it, work you blasted piece of junk." The mini scientist slammed her hands down on the centrifuge, practically begging it to spin. She was shaking, her hands wrapped around the accursed device. "Come on, please…" She could feel the tears welling up in her eyes. "I just had to do this to myself, to my family." She punched it again, in a fit of rage. "My fault, all because I wanted to fit in." She said the words with loathing, as if the very mention of it filled her heart with rage. She slammed her hand a final time, and sounds of strained mechanics filled the room.
Raising her head, she flashed a flat smile as gears began to turn. Wiping her eyes and sniffing a little, she got back to work. "Well at least I can try my best to fix it."
A few doors opened outside her room, and she gasped as she checked the time. 6PM on the dot. Looks like she was crying longer than she realized. With new found vigor, she put another cup of coffee to brew and got back to work.
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"Ugh, like finally." Lori scoffed as she pushed past Leni, into the bath. "You were literally in there forever."
Leni giggled sheepishly, tugging the damp towel that wrapped around her tighter. "Sorry. A morning shower is just totes the best." Lori simply slammed the door to begin her morning routine, as Leni turned and made towards her room with a spring in her step. Once she closed the door, she let her towel pool around her, leaving her warm naked body free to the cool air. She opened her wardrobe and glanced at the multiple clothes that hung inside, but as always, picked her favorite. A light green blouse with a flowery hem that reached just above her knees. Pulling it aside, she opened a side drawer and pulled out a pair of matching blue panties and bra.
Humming a song she remembered Luna playing on her guitar earlier, she began putting on her clothes, wrapping the bra around her ample bosom, before securing it at the back. Cupping them as she adjusted her chest. Then she put her legs through the leg holes of her panties and pulled her dress over everything. She didn't feel like putting on make-up today. With a look at the mirror, and a sigh of acceptance, she walked out of the room right as Lori exited the bathroom.
Still humming, she moved toward the staircase, but beeped cutely in surprise as she felt something rest on her ass. She turned her head around, but couldn't help but giggle as she noticed who it was. Lincoln, who seemed to have passed out while standing, had tipped over and landed face first between her cheeks. It seemed to take a while to process what had happened before he jumped back in fear and surprise, apologizing profusely.
Leni giggled, before pulling Lincoln in for a side hug. "Its totes ok Lincy. I know you're tired." Lincoln blushed which to her was the most adorable thing she had seen… apart from maybe those cat videos she watched online.
Lincoln apologized again as she continued toward the staircase, turning sharply as she felt a chill run down her spine.
Staring right at her, with the look of a viper ready to pounce, was Lucy. Her eyes -ever hidden behind her curtain of dark hair- still managed to pierce through her soul, searching her as if for any flaws.
Leni, though confused and slightly shocked, simply smiled and sent a wave to her younger sister, before turning and continuing on her merry way to achieve her true goal of the day, and the reason she woke up so early in the morning in the first place. Making a special breakfast for her cutest and bestest little brother, Linky.
Now of course, making a special breakfast for only Lincy would certainly draw commotion from her other siblings who would probably badger her for their own special treats. In a family as big as theirs, making anything truly sentimental for an individual sibling, was never received with much gratitude as everyone would want a present too. And so to keep it special, her gift giving was always a private affair between her and the desired sibling. But this time, she wanted everyone to know how much she truly adored and loved her brother. But she still didn't want a riot on her hands, so instead, she planned on making everyone's breakfast this morning while putting extra effort in that of her white haired cutie.
Entering the kitchen and stopping before the stove, she pondered on what to prepare. Something that would really send a message of love. She brightened as an idea popped in her head and quickly set to work.
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"You guys better hurry up." Lori called as she exited her room. "Don't wanna be late." She paused by the stairs as sounds of clattering tools reached her ears. Moving towards the source, she stopped short of the door to the resident genius.
Turning to her siblings who stared at her questioningly, she asked, "Has anyone seen Lisa today?"
"Nope, she's been cooped up like a chicken all morning. Get it?" Luan said with a laugh as everyone let out a collective groan.
Lori rolled her eyes before turning and knocking on the door.
The door opened a crack, and a pair of goggled eyes peeked out from the room. "Yes?"
"Lis, you seem to be busy, but it's about time to come out for…"
"I will be out momentarily." Was the reply, before she slammed the door and clattering within continued.
Lori sighed. She knew it was for a good cause. Lisa was having a pretty tough time, and if this is how she chooses to deal with it, then so be it.
Without a word, the blonde turned, ignoring the weird looks her siblings were giving her –probably for not yelling her head off- and made her way downstairs, where a sweet aroma filled her nostrils.
"Mmm, what smells so good?" Lori said as she entered the diner room, pleasantly surprised at the buffet that awaited.
On the table were eleven plates of large stacks of pancakes, each topped with a moderate amount of syrup that flowed from the top and pooled around it. Leni sat beside one particular stack, decorating it.
From afar, it looked the same as the rest, but on closer inspection, it was clearly taller than the rest with more syrup. Around it, sticking to the syrup was popcorn, daintily decorated in the front to look like a heart, while the sides were simply covered in it. Over the stack was a small head of whipped cream, and Leni stood over it all, holding a cherry in her hands and descending it slowly into the whipped cream. It compressed the white fluff, and Leni bounced up happily.
Lori giggled. "What's the occasion?"
Leni turned to her with a beaming smile. "Why to celebrate the most amazing brother in the universe of course."
"Lincoln… why?"
Leni gasped, a hand placed dramatically on her chest. "Don't tell me you've already forgotten what he did for you yesterday."
Lori raised a brow, with arms crossed. "Yesterday… oh." She gasped as it came back to her. "Yeah… yesterday."
"So you didn't get him anything?" Leni stared at her disapprovingly.
"O-of course I did." She said sheepishly. I got him something alright, something BIG. She felt a blush creep on her cheeks and over her ears.
"Well, I don't believe you." Leni said, still scowling. "But it's alright. This can be from both of us."
Lori smiled at her sister/roommate. "Thanks Leni."
Leni smiled back, as she put a sign beside the plate that read 'Reserved for Lincy'. They moved to take their usual seats, Lori at the head of the table where Mr. Loud usually sat, while Leni sat on the first seat to the right of Lori, where Mrs. Loud usually sat.
Two sets of legs rushed down the stairs, but stopped, similarly to how Lori froze, when they saw the morning feast.
The twins stared hungrily at what had been prepared. Within the blink of an eye, Lana pounced, her twin, trying and hopelessly failing to stop her. Lori stood hastily, hoping to at least reduce the impending damage to Lincoln's present which she clearly had her sights set on.
All motion stopped as Leni stood up and sent a glare towards Lana. She said no words and made no movements, but the glare alone said it all. She sent her a feral growl, and that was all it took to send Lana back, shivering and whimpering like an injured puppy, slapped by its master.
Without another word, she made her way to her seat, scurrying on all fours.
Leni smiled and sat back down, as Lori looked on, impressed. If I knew she could do that, maybe I could use her help more when Mom and Dad go on date night.
Slowly, more siblings came down, and anyone who tried any funny business was kept at bay by Leni.
"Can we eat yet, I'm starving!" Lynn complained yet again.
Leni's reply was still the same. "Not until Lincy gets here."
Lynn growled. "Linc, get your butt down here already!"
"Hold your horses!" Lincoln shouted back from the stair. "Yeesh it's not like I'm going to school or…" He paused as he noticed the spread. "What's… all this?"
Leni stood, her smile threatening to tear her face in half. She walked over to Lincoln. "It's for you, from me and Lori." He looked to Lori, who waved back.
"Everything?!" Lincoln exclaimed, excited.
"No ya dink." Luna called as she pointed at an empty seat. "This."
Lincoln stepped closer and once he noticed the plate set for him, he squealed girlishly, before coughing and letting out a more manly, "Yay. Thanks guys." But still smiled proudly and said, "You're the best."
Leni pulled him in for a hug, before lightly pushing him towards his seat. "Now eat, and tell me what you think."
He sat down and picked up a fork. His mouth watering as he got ready to dig in.
Lynn looked to Leni desperately, as she sat back down. "Now?!"
Leni, who had finally completed her goal, picked up a fork and looked at her plate hungrily. "Dig in."
No one needed anymore motivation, as each pounced on their food, some not even using cutlery. Lincoln watched in awe as they practically inhaled their meal, before laughing and eating his own, considerable slower than the rest.
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A knock at her door once again interrupted her work. "Oh, for the love of…" He stomped over to the door, and pried it open, glaring at the person on the other side. "What?" She snarled threateningly.
Luna stood before her, holding a well adorned plate of pancakes. "Lori said I should bring it up, since you didn't come down for dinner last night." She handed her the plate. "She also said, she doesn't care what you're doing, she'll personally come up here and drag you out when it's time to go."
Lisa growled, but accepted the pancakes and slammed the door. With she carefully placed the large stack on the ground and stepped over it, going over to her computer and imputing some data. The computer processed it and a few machines around her whirled to life. "Drag me out, Pfft. Does she not understand the importance of this research?" She glanced at the food, as her stomach grumbled, begging her for food.
"But maybe a little break would not damage my progress." With a sigh of defeat, she sat on the ground, and began to eat."
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"What'd she say Luna?"
"She's totally hooked dudes." Luna said as she descended the stairs. "She just swiped the bloody pancakes and slammed the door in my face."
Lori sighed. "Let's leave her to work, we all know why."
"Speaking of which." Lola asked, looking around. "Where's Lily?" Everyone made sounds of concurrence as they looked around for the aforementioned one year old.
All eyes fell on Lincoln and he shrank back at their collective gaze. "S-she's still sleeping. I guess… she didn't get much sleep last night…"
They all nodded, accepting his answer, all except Lucy, who simply stared at him without moving. Leni looked at her worriedly. I, like, totally have to talk to her later.
"Alright then, everyone ready." All her siblings nodded as Lincoln helped the twins with their back packs. "Then file out!"
In a less than organized manner, they moved out of the house, one by one into Vanzilla. After the last few heads were accounted for, Lori bade one last look at the stairs, before turning to leave, but a call stopped her.
"Wait." Lisa called, as she hopped down the stairs, empty plate in hand. She handed the plate to Lincoln. "I hope I'm not too late."
Lori smiled. "If you were late, I wouldn't be here." They said their goodbyes to Lincoln and made to Vanzilla, when Lori turned and asked, "So what changed your mind?"
"Lincoln." Lori looked inquisitively at her, but Lisa's gaze was downcast. She couldn't make out her expression, but from the color hue of her ears, she could tell the brainiac was blushing. "I just realized that if I were to not go to school, I would be unable to copy Lincoln's notes and bring back his assignments, and thus his grades would suffer." She looked to the side as she murmured the last part. "And that would haunt me forever."
Lori couldn't help it anymore. She grabbed her sister in a side hug and ruffled her already messy hair. Lisa struggled a bit, but made no serious attempt to escape her grasp. "You're just so cute, you know that?" She dropped her as they both entered the car. "Alright, we're off." She started the engine and got on the road.
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Class was boring as usual. The people around her sat and took notes and acted as if the room didn't feel as hot as it did. She rubbed her thighs together, and moaned quietly at the feeling. A few heads turned to her, but she didn't care. She needed to get out of here. She raised her hand and the teacher paused to look at her. "May I be excused?" She asked, trying to sound as normal as possible.
The teacher simply pointed at the door, and that's all she needed, before she dashed out of the class, heading to the nearest restroom.
She pushed through the door, and settled on the toilet seat, not even bothering to close the stall door as she spread her legs wide and plunged two fingers deep within her sex. Thank God I didn't wear panties. She pumped slowly, but urgently, as she struggled to pull her phone out of her shirt pocket. The rough contact of metal on her nipple through the shirt caused a ripple of pleasure to surge up her spine. With the last semblance of sense within her, she pushed the door closed and managed to lock it with her foot, before turning her phone on and scrolling through her gallery. She quickly found her target, hidden in a secret app and opened it.
The sound of moans filled her ears and she hastily reduced the volume of her phone, before staring lustfully at the screen. On tape, was Lily moving over Lincoln, peppering his body with kisses, and moving down to his crotch which had a visible bulge.
She pumped faster, her moans getting steadily louder as on screen Lily pulled down Lincoln's pants and stared longingly at his boxers. Dropping the phone on her lap, careful not to let it fall, she used her free hand to unbutton her shirt. Once her boobs were free, she grabbed one, and began massaging herself, moving her thumb over the nipple and using the rest of her fingers to squeeze and pull at the flesh. "Oh fuck… Lincoln."
She felt a familiar sensation, like a spring slowly coiling just above her crotch of which heat radiated at high temperatures, like a fire fueled with petrol. Her motions became half hazard, the room spinning as for a moment, she forgot she was in a puling toilet, in a place where people came and went as they please, and even if they didn't come inside, they would clearly hear her moans from outside the door. But she didn't care, she didn't care at all. "Just like that little bro~"
The spring coiled to its final length and suddenly burst. Multiple sensations coursed through her like electricity through a copper wire, sending her into a spasm fit, bucking on the seat as she rode out a mind numbing orgasm.
After about a full minute of twitching she realized her tongue was out of her mouth, and her phone had fallen on the floor. She ran her fingers through her messy head as her panting slowed. Her mind fell on one boy… one boy who could cause all this to happen to her with just thought alone. "Lincoln." She moaned out as she pulled her fingers out of her sex, staring as they glistened under the light. She stuck the digits in her mouth and lapped them clean. "I want him." She said out loud as she rested lazily on the toilet seat, her legs spread and her breasts out, the picture of lewd. "I want him so fucking bad."
There was a pun in her somewhere. But her mind was too hazy to find it.
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Lynn couldn't help the smile on her face as she stepped into the gym. The smell of sweat, the sound of snickers scratching against the floor. What others found annoying, she found… calming. The coach had separated them for dodge ball. Two teams, four balls, only one winner. They had all groaned, already knowing the outcome of the match, while Lynn smirked triumphantly.
They took their sides, some ready to give it their all, while others stood, because the coach was glaring at them.
A whistle rang and the match begun. Balls were flung all over the court as people weaved left and right. With groans and yelps, some were eliminated, like troops in a platoon, going before a machine gun. Some fell to the ground dramatically, while others simply dusted their shirts and made their way towards the gym lockers.
Lynn moved about almost gracefully, dodging balls that sped towards her. She almost looked like a ballet dancer, with the way she twirled, hopped and spun, but they were soon reminded of who she was and where they were, when a missile like dodge ball zoomed towards them.
One of her classmates twirled, ready to throw a hard one at Lynn, only to slip and face plant, right to the ground. Lynn took a second to halt and notice the poor kid, before bursting out laughing. God this seems familiar… oh yeah.
"Lincoln toss me the ball." Lynn called.
"Ok Lynn, here it comes." He twirled, ready to release, when suddenly, he lost his footing and face planted right on the dirt and grass of their backyard.
Lynn wasted no time and burst out laughing.
Lynn smiled affectionately. "Ahh, good times." She said, before squealing as a dodge ball whizzed past her head.
"Keep your head in the game Loud." The coach shouted from across the court.
"Ye-yes coach." She tried, but once her head focused on he brother, it was hard to stop. Especially as she thought of what happened after.
"Does it still hurt?" Lynn asked as she pressed and ice pack to his head.
He winced but still managed to give her a deadpan expression. "Of course it hurts… but what hurts more is you laughing at me." Lincoln huffed and folded his arms.
The Jock smiled. This kid can be so cute sometimes. "Aww, come on, I can make it up to you." Lynn pleaded.
Lincoln peeked an eye open. "How?"
Without warning, Lynn put her palms on his face, forcing him to face her, before planting her lips on his.
It was short, less than a second, but it was enough to leave Lincoln dumbfounded, and Lynn blushing profusely.
Lynn became anxious, waiting for Lincoln to say something… or at least react, but was taken aback when he began chuckling.
"Ok if Lynn Loud can be mushy with anything –besides a ball- then you know she's sorry."
Lynn simply punched him in the shoulder as she joined him to laugh.
Something struck her face hard and fast, and she felt herself topple to the ground, instantly bringing her out of her daydream.
A whistle sounded and the coach announced a winner, but she didn't care. She was more focused on the throbbing pain in her nose.
A hand reached out to help her up, and she sighed, taking it and allowing herself to be pulled up. "Good game Lynn."
"Yeah, whatever." The tomboy simply huffed and walked away.
Moments after she left the gym, a bell rang signaling lunch break. Countless number of teens made their way out of their various classes, but Lynn ignored all the chatter occurring around her. She made a beeline for her usual spot, a space below the bleachers in the field, where she could sit and think. But in times like these, only one thought came to mind.
She sat in the dimly lit corner and angrily pulled her packed lunch out of her bag, slamming it on the ground angrily. "I just had to be in love with my brother didn't I?"
Lynn Loud was many things. Energetic, ambitious, hot headed… occasionally chronically lazy, but she was not a sissy who sat at home all day contemplating their emotions and feeling sorry for themselves. That was Lucy's job, plus she had better things to do. If she felt something, she'd face it head on, be it physical or mental, and from the day she started feeling stupidly mushy around her little brother whenever they wrestled, she had concluded that she had a thing for him.
Who honestly wouldn't? He's tough when he wants to be, adaptable to all the plethora of sports she introduced him to, and literally the only one in that house willing to play with her. And, she would never admit this to a living soul, but he was a bit cute. But it seems that figuring out the situation, only made it worse. She found herself falling for the dork, the more she tried to repress her feelings, and it wasn't long before she realized that her feelings may be more than just a tiny crush.
But that was almost two years ago, when she was still trying to understand what was wrong with her. Now she's found an intelligent way to handle the situation. Don't think about it.
Ok… not the best plan, but still, it's better than sitting down all day, wondering if he liked her back-which he probably didn't- and acting all wimpy and stuff. She had better things to do with her life. Besides, it'll probably fade away with time.
'What could possibly go wrong?' She thought as she took a bite out of the left over pancakes Leni had packed for her.
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"Lori!" She heard a familiar voice call her.
The blond froze, like a deer in headlights, recognizing that voice instantly. She made no move to run away or turn around, and stood still as a statue, apparently paralyzed with fear.
She heard footsteps plant beside her, and only then turned to meet her fate.
"Hey." Bobby Santiago waved to her as he caught his breath from running.
"H-hey." Lori replied back shyly, as she peeked toward Vanzilla, waiting in the high school parking lot. All I have to do is run for it. I know Booby wouldn't just come after me, he's better than that. And even if he did, I could probably make it to the car before he can grab me.
"You ran off pretty quickly yesterday… Wanna talk about it?" He pointed at an empty bench behind him.
Lori took a sharp breath. Well, no use running I guess. She nodded and they made their way towards the bench, sitting beside each other as Lori looked away from him. Thank goodness I stayed late today, or Leni, Luna and Luan would have to wait for me to finish up with Bobby, and that would have been something else.
"So…" Bobby turned to her and frowned as he saw her looking at anything but me. "Lori, look at me." She glanced at him from her peripheral vision, but still kept her gaze away. "Lori."
She sighed, and finally turned to look at him in the eye.
"Lori, you know I'm not breaking up with you because I don't love you anymore right?" Lori nodded. "And you know it's not something I particularly enjoy doing in any way, right." Lori, again, responded with a nod. "Then there's no reason to be sad."
"Bobby, we're breaking up. Why wouldn't I be sad?" Bobby opened his mouth to counter but she cut him off. "I mean how long have we been dating Bobby?" Bobby once again tried to speak, but she continued. "Over a year. What kind of person would be dating for as long as we have and not feel anything when it's broken off?!"
Bobby put his hands on her shoulders. "I know ok! How do you think I feel about all this?!" His voiced raised a little and Lori stared at him shocked. "I'm… I'm sorry. It's not been easy for me either ok? I thought about this for a long time, like really sat down and thought about it, but I realized it would be better this way."
"But we could try. We could…"
"No Lori. Can we really go that long without seeing each other and still be as close as we are. We've got chatting and texting and other stuff to keep us connected, but is that really enough. I don't know when I'm returning to Royal Woods, but I guarantee it won't be soon." He ran a hand through his hair and let out a breath. "I could never do that to you babe. Have you wait for me for so long, without seeing other guys and without being with a guy."
"I could try…" Lori said quietly, but her voice was meek.
"What if something were to happen to me huh?" Lori gasped. "What if something were to happen to you? I don't know what I would do if something were to happen to you and I had no way of helping you rather than sending a few words on the phone. I would feel happier knowing that there's someone here with you, to take care of you, to love you the way I do, even if it's not me." Bobby sent her a sad smile. "Please Lori, don't make this harder than it already is."
Lori gave up. With an audible sigh, she leaned her head on his shoulder, as they both gazed upon the parking lot. "So this is really happening huh?"
Bobby put a hand on her shoulder. "Yeah I guess so. I'm glad at least to see you not feeling down after yesterday."
Lori managed to let out a small smile. "Yeah, Lincoln was there for me yesterday. We were able to just be there for each other."
Bobby grinned. "Well at least I know, while I'm far away, you've got another boyfriend over here already looking after you." Lori shifted herself to gaze up at him while still leaning on his shoulder.
"Who?"
"Your dear Lincoln of course." Bobby said proudly.
Lori shifted away from him, blushing profusely as she punched him repeatedly in the shoulders, while laughing. "Why do you literally have to make everything weird?" Lori giggled out.
Suddenly, Bobby's phone hummed in his pocket. He reached in and pulled it out, sliding through it and pulling up a message as his face took on one of confusion.
"What is it?" He turned the screen to Lori who paled. "No, it can't be." She stood up abruptly, almost throwing Bobby up at her haste, before running up to Vanzilla and practically diving into the driver's seat, which thankfully was facing the side she ran up from.
Bobby moved towards the window, a clear expression of worry etched into his face. "Lori, what's wrong."
The blonde was in no place to answer, her panicked and enraged mind only half functioning with the sole purpose of getting her to her desired destination. All she could get out was. "Bobby, I know this sounds weird, but please send that picture to my phone." He tried to talk, but she stared at him, her frightened eyes locking with his and convincing him instantly.
"Alright, alright just… just calm down ok?" Bobby swiped his thumb across the screen of his phone, before Lori's phone vibrated in her pocket.
"I will, and I promise I'll explain later, just please." Bobby nodded and gave her way, as she put the old vehicle in gear and drove off the lot.
As she pulled into the road, she pulled out her phone and brought up the picture Bobby had sent her. "Lincoln, please don't let it be what I think." She closed the phone and tucked it back into her pocket. "Please don't let it be what it is." She increased her speed, her anxiety increasing by the second. "Please just let me be wrong."
Author's Note: Wow this took a while. Funny thing, I had this typed out a long while ago, but a series of events kept me from uploading.
Anyway, hope this met up to expectations and set up nicely for the next chapter (Which is closely on it's way by the way)
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