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Tattering Thrones

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6 : Thoughts and Actions

The noisy atmosphere of West Everbranch High School during lunch break didn't bother Elsa and Merida. They used the lunch break time to study together at Elsa's spot, the persimmon tree.

"Ey come on! I used the right formula but I don't see my answer anywhere!" Merida threw her hands up in exasperation.

"You calculated wrong, Mer. You're supposed to change it into meter first before you multiply it by 3,14." Elsa corrected without taking her eyes off her exercise book.

"Sweet lord of apples! Again?!" Merida threw her red mechanical pen away and pouted.

It had been four times Merida did her Math incorrectly. She wasn't in fact a fan of the lesson, but a loather of it. Not that she was a total idiot for Math; she wasn't interested in anything but Phys Ed, so she didn't pay much attention during class.

"Here," Elsa handed her dark blue pen to Merida. "I'll help you. Looks like you are stuck a little bit." She added a smile at the end.

The redhead beamed, letting her friend taught her. It had been a week since Merida helped Elsa cleaning the sport hall, and their friendship began to grow day by day. Although Elsa was the silent type and Merida was the hyperactive type, they got along well, and learned few things about each other. Elsa could notice the change on Merida's face; it looked more radiant than a week ago. It felt like, when Elsa was there, Merida felt better. She only knew her for a week, but she was already comfortable with her.

"Hey, you did very well! You're good at Math. You just need to sharpen your skill." Elsa smiled.

"Thanks. But I still hate this crap." Merida said.

They continued to work on their exercise book until the bell rang. The duo decided to stop and walked to their class, because they had the same class. They sat beside each other and talked, because the teacher hadn't arrived yet.

"Hey. What are you two doing?" A natural white-haired boy said as he walked to the girls. The cheer look in his face made him glow, eliciting people's engrossed stare at him. He looked outgoing and cheerful, but something in his voice seemed a bit off to Elsa. It sounded like... Wavered. A bit wavered. And it was not common for her as he always talked with ease.

"Um, talking?" Elsa said, brushing away the thought.

"Yeah, I know, I'm just being casual." He shrugged. "We thought maybe we can sit next to you two?"

"We?" Merida asked, and at the right time, someone showed up behind Jack.

A boy with brown hair and a goatee smiled playfully. "Hey, ladies. What a pleasure." His eyes flickered to Elsa. "Hello, Elsa. Jack's cute friend. And uh, the red-haired girl."

Jack hit the boy's arm slightly. "Hey, you're not supposed to hit on my friend! And her name's Merida."

"Mereeda? Hi, Mereeda. I'm Eugene." Eugene said, still with his playful smile.

Merida held Elsa's arm. Not that she was afraid of being flirted with him, but it was some sort of a protective stance of Elsa. Elsa had told her about Jack, her friendship with Jack, and the Five Stars that had flirted with her once. Eugene was one of the Five Stars. Judging by his somewhat deceptive appearance and his act toward Elsa weeks ago, Merida already didn't like him. Especially that he pronounced her name wrong.

"It's Merida. Go away." Merida glared at him.

"Why should I? I just got here and this is my class too—" His words were fleetly interrupted by Merida's intensified glare. He gulped and smiled awkwardly. "Alright, alright! Jack and I are going to sit... There! There!" Eugene pointed at the corner of the class, the furthest seats from the girls'. "Bye, ladies!"

Jack looked at Eugene funnily and waved at the girls, then walked away to catch up with him. Elsa giggled softly. "Wow, he was scared. Maybe you shouldn't go that hard."

Merida crossed her arms and huffed. "Believe me that wasn't my 'that hard'. And I don't like his face. I want to draw his face but draw his nose wrong and put it on every wall in school."

Elsa let out a laugh. "Gee, that's golden! You should do it some time."

"Ye bet."

A teacher walked in and everybody scurried away to their seat. She put her books on her table and fixed her glasses before clearing her throat.

"Attention, everyone! Good morning," A chorus of 'good morning's was heard immediately. "Looks like you're all ready for Art. So now let's get going!"

After Mrs. Potts finished her sentence, the whole class groaned. She chuckled, and then crossed her arms. "Chevreul's law of color contrast bored you all too much yesterday, didn't it? Just as I thought. All right, then we're going to do a really fun project." She could see some students' eyes lit up, and some still had their bored face. But she continued anyway. "It's called, 'Art Hall'. You're going to make any kind of art—painting, craft, DIY things, drawing, anything that relates to art! And then, your creation will be presented at West Everbranch's Festival Fair! This class is assigned to be participants. Ho, this year is gonna be awesome!"

Murmurs erupted from the class. A girl with light blonde hair raised her hand for a question. "So, Mrs. Potts, we're just going to present our... art? Nothing more?"

"Well, if there are people that want to buy your art, you can sell it. Or not. It's up to you! See? Exciting, right?" Mrs. Potts beamed.

Now the murmurs were getting louder and this time, students were actually talking about looking forward to it. The confused Merida nudged Elsa.

"Hey, judge me all ye want but I don't really know what Festival Fair is." She said.

"Oh, you. Where are you all this two and a half years?" Elsa smiled.

"Whatevs, just tell me. Need to make quick cash from this!"

"Alright, alright." Elsa said. "So as you know... Festival Fair. It's a school festival. West Everbranch holds this event with a different theme every year. You basically have fun and be... social. People always go here because our school is big, popular, and it's in the center of the town. The theme last year was space. I only went because they sold cute alien key rings and cool handmade pens. After that I didn't do anything more and headed home as quick as I could."

"Oh. Too many people. I'm not going." Merida leaned against her chair.

"Aaaand one more thing, students! If you don't come, you will get F for Art! I already have your names and if I don't see you there, you'll be game over!" Mrs. Potts added cheerily.

"Wow." Merida face palmed. "So lookin' forward for it."

Elsa looked at the board absently with a small smile. She was actually really looking forward to it, since it was her first time being a participant of the festival, and it was art related. But she was still nervous because the event was supposed to be social, and Elsa was a little uneasy about it. Sure, she could handle being in a crowd, but being in there for too long gave her headache. Hm, Merida would surely go with her. She could at least relieve Elsa's uneasiness with her bad Scottish jokes, and there was no way she would not go since her Art grade could be at stake.

Well, Elsa hoped nothing but the best for the festival.

Elsa was walking down the hallway alone with books in her arms. She wasn't with Merida because they had different class, plus the counseling teacher demanded Merida to come to her. Maybe Mrs. Monday wanted to talk about her grades, since Merida went pale and shouted random swearing as she trudged to her office. Merida actually didn't care about her grades, but if someone reports her grades to her mother, then she would do anything to keep them away from her mother's knowing.

But before Elsa went to her class, she had to go to her persimmon tree spot. She couldn't find her pencil case and thought maybe she forgot to take it with her when the bell rang after she was studying with Merida. Her feet took her there, and beside the shady persimmon tree and the bench below it, she also saw her white-haired friend sitting on the bench, whose head was hung low with an indigo blue pencil case in his hand.

He noticed her presence and looked up to meet his azure eyes with hers. "Hey."

His unusually feeble voice made Elsa's eyebrow arched. "What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in class?" Elsa asked.

"I don't feel like studying. And your spot is too comfy."

"That's my pencil case. Can I have it?"

Jack lent it to her. "Just as I thought. What's up with you and blue-colored things?"

Because it's my favorite color, Elsa wanted to respond that, but let it sink in as a thought popped in her mind, and ended up only muttering 'thanks' to him. Something was definitely off with him. But she couldn't guess what, so she sat down beside him. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm good. Why am I not?" Jack replied.

"You don't look good to me."

"Hey, I look good every day. Brush my teeth every morning, comb my hair every day, and bathe two times a day." Jack laughed quietly. Even though it wasn't the 'not look good' term Elsa was talking about, she didn't comment anything about it and let a silence swarmed them for a minute before Jack decided to break it. "Say, do you want to skip class?"

"Again?" Elsa said ridiculously.

"You were with Hans. Not me."

"No... I think I'm only doing it once. Sorry," Elsa stood up and was about to walk away before she realized something. Her pencil case wasn't with her. She turned around to see her pencil case was in Jack's hand, again. "That's cool. Gimme that."

"Nope." Jack said.

"I'll be late for class, Jack."

"You're already late, anyway." Elsa looked at her watch, and true, she was late six minutes for her History class. She clicked her tongue in frustration and walked to Jack, then snatched her pencil case and sat down next to him. "Don't have too much choice, do you?"

"You made me." Elsa glared at him.

She wasn't sure if Jack's laugh made the air even chillier. Both slumped in their seat, eyes set up at the sky. It was cloudy and gusty. Elsa also wasn't sure if it was going to rain or it was just autumn's calls for changing places with winter. She was fine with both of the seasons. They were the only seasons that Elsa could relax herself; she could stay at home all night, read books, scroll down Tumblr for hours, and be antisocial. Summer was not her kind, nor spring. They always involve parties and gatherings. Elsa wasn't used to being in a crowd of people she didn't know. Surely she should be used to it, being an Arendelle, but because of her father making different identities for her, it already made clear to her that she should limit her contact too often with people, at least until she graduated.

The irony was, her father already told her that.

Elsa was okay being alone. She was okay being left by her only sister. She was okay being accompanied by a loyal butler and a private teacher who weren't at her age. She was okay... Or at least she thought so, after she felt something unpleasant watching people hanging out with their friends in the hallway, which usually never bothered her. Ever since the arrival of the boy beside her, Jack Frost, Elsa felt like something inside her changed every new adventure she overcame with him. Not that it bothered her; she was actually really fine with it. He was like a best friend. But did he think of her like that?

Elsa looked at the persimmon tree, whose branches were dancing slowly by the gust of wind. What if... What if a fruit didn't fall that time? Would she encounter Jack? Would things be the same?

Suddenly, something landed on Elsa's shoulder softly. Elsa peered at her shoulder to sight locks of white. A realization hit her that it was Jack's head that leaned on her shoulder and from the way his shoulders raised slightly in rhythm, he was asleep. Elsa stifled a giggle at such view. The cocky and cheerful boy suddenly turned into a vulnerable human being, like his mask was put off. So this was what he meant by skipping class? Snort.

But she couldn't let go of her position, even though she was aching to scoot away because second by second, she was not holding Jack's head's weight, but Jack's body as well. Wait. Something felt odd. Elsa observed at his face again to find his rosy cheeks and unsteady breathing—oh. That was not something normal a human do when sleeping.

Elsa slipped her hand on his forehead, underneath his fringe, and widened her eyes. Jack was burning.

She carefully shifted a bit so Jack still could lean for support but at the same time she also could grasp his shoulder and shook him lightly. "Jack, wake up. Wake up."

"...No." Jack finally said with a frail voice.

"I'm serious. You're burning up. You need medicine. Here, I'll help you stand." Elsa said.

"Can I... Stay like this a little bit longer?"

"No. We're going to the infirmary, okay? I'm going to get you treated."

"I don't want to." Jack said. "This is better than the infirmary."

Elsa's heart pace quickened after hearing that. What, did he mean her shoulder was more fine that the beds in the infirmary? But if he didn't go to anywhere, he could get worse. "You're not going to get better if you don't take any medicine."

Jack said no words, but he did shake his head. She noticed that he was shivering, it was surely from his fever and the cold air wasn't really helping. Elsa reached out for her bag and pulled out something, then draped it around his body.

"Come on, let's get going." Elsa ordered and helped him stand.

Despite Jack's refusal to go, he eventually obliged because the dizziness was starting to get stronger and he had no other choice. Elsa put Jack's arm on her shoulder and supported him by placing her hand on his waist and carefully took slow steps so he can follow her.

"Why didn't you tell me before?" Elsa asked, her head still facing forward.

"I was okay this morning. I didn't know it would get worse." Jack said between his hot breaths.

"I'm sorry."

"What for? You didn't even do anything..."

"I noticed," Elsa said. "I noticed there was something off with you this morning. I should have asked you about it, so you could get medicine faster."

Jack looked down at Elsa, who was shorter than him, but still could manage to support his weight on her. Then he noticed the cloth that was draped around him. It was his blue jacket that he had given to Elsa when she got drenched. The jacket was already cleaned and there was slight scent of vanilla and cinnamon, a familiar scent he recognized when he kidnapped her by picking her up to Smoothie Island for the first time with Sandy. He had only known her for weeks and yet she could read his façade. A façade Jack always used to cover any of his weaknesses. And not many people could easily read through it.

"How?" Jack mumbled.

"Because I'm your best friend."

Jack didn't know what he should respond. Two sides of his heart suddenly clashed like there was a war, one side felt that he was happy there was someone kind cared for him, and the other side felt crushed at the word he used to love to hear from his trusted ones,

Best friend.

The war eventually ended by the winner, his brain, by making him slowly slipped away from consciousness.

Disinfectant. Common room freshener scent. Those were the smell Jack recognized as soon as his eyes fluttered open, followed by the view of white walls and cabinets of medicine. Oh, he was at the infirmary. But how—ah, Elsa!

Jack quickly sat up and held by someone's hand to stop doing it further. He looked to his right, instead of meeting with crystal blue eyes he hoped to see, he met with golden ones.

"Don't move. Get back to sleep again, you're still not recovering." Sandy said.

Jack exhaled and returned to his previous position. "Where's Elsa?"

"She's in her class right now." Sandy replied. "I went here just around ten minutes ago to go grab a band-aid, and I found her sitting by your bed. She told me you were sick and already unconscious for two hours. I told her I could take care of you and she should get back to class."

Two hours... He was out for two hours? And all that time, Elsa was there beside him? Waiting for him to wake up? Whoa, Jack suddenly felt guilty all of a sudden. He asked her to skip class only to faint in front of her and then made her skip two classes. Dang, he didn't even wake up when she was there! Then what was her waiting for?

"What happened to you?" Jack asked, trying to stir away his guilty thoughts from his mind.

"No big deal. Just being the usual clumsy me, I didn't tie my shoes properly and fell. Just a small scrape on my knee." Sandy answered nonchalantly. "At least, it wasn't a big deal compared to yours. I never, ever saw you lying on a school infirmary bed. What happened?"

"I overworked maybe, ouch." Jack put a hand on where his head felt a throbbing sensation.

"Here." Sandy gave him two pills and a glass of water. "You haven't drunk the medicine yet. After this, you have to sleep right away, alright?"

Jack took the pills and drank them with the water. "Do these pills make me sleepy?"

"Yeah."

"Well, shit. I don't want to sleep again."

"Bummer, then. I'll wake you up when school is over, okay? Elsa had already taken care of teachers' permissions, so you can chill."

"She did that too!?" Jack widened his eyes in disbelief.

"Uh, yeah. I already told her that it wasn't important but she insisted to not let her best friend troubled. You guys are already buddies?" Sandy asked while raising an eyebrow.

Jack's face scrunched and then he put his blanket over his head. "Go away. I'm going to sleep."

Sandy looked at him confusingly before shrugged and stood up. "K, rest well." And then he left the infirmary and walked down the hallway. "Did I say something wrong or what?"

"I'm home." Elsa said as she entered her house.

"Welcome home, Miss Elisabeth." A familiar noble voice greeted her.

Elsa arched her eyebrows. "Didn't I tell you to call me Elsa, Kai?"

Kai nodded and made a fake cough sound. Slowly, Elsa hinted his signal and travelled her eyes around her enormous living room. "When did Father arrive?"

"Your father arrived this morning. He delivered a message to me that once you come home from school, you should come to the garden. I believe he has something to talk about." Kai said.

Elsa gulped. She couldn't escape or back down because her father remembered what time Elsa's school ended. Her father actually always summoned Elsa whenever he wanted to talk about something, but never in her history would her father summon Elsa to talk in the garden. That must be very... Important.

"Thank you, Kai."

The girl walked to her huge garden and found her father standing tall among the bushes of flowers, his back facing her and his head looking up at the sky. Elsa fiddled with her thumbs for a second before finally collecting her courage and gulped down her saliva silently.

"Good afternoon, Father." Elsa greeted with her hands clasping each other in front of her stomach.

The middle-aged man that shared his blue eyes with Elsa turned back to look at his daughter. He didn't look surprised at all; he was in fact waiting for her presence. "Good afternoon, Elisabeth. How was school today?"

"It was good. How about your business trip? Was it well?"

"There were some problems, but overall it was well, thank you for asking." He said. "Come, let's have a talk."

Mr. Arendelle walked to a white gazebo decorated with various hanging flowers and a table in the center of the gazebo, with two chairs seated opposite. He sat down on one and Elsa didn't have to be told to sit on the other one.

"Elisabeth, I went to Norway for the business trip, to our company's headquarter. As I just mentioned before, there were some problems I had to take care of. They weren't pleasant." Mr. Arendelle said.

"What was the biggest problem, if I may ask?" Elsa asked.

"My substitute did a little wreck. He lacked communication with the administration so there was a disruption and it led to some unpleasant matters," Mr. Arendelle sighed.

"Oh, that sure was unpleasant. I'm sorry."

"I expect that problem to not occur again from Mr. Hooks. Therefore, Elisabeth, as the successor of our company, I strongly advise you to study harder to avoid making such fatal mistakes in the future. Please pay attention to your grades and avoid playing too much in school. Both are not bothered at all, are they?"

Elsa felt invisible cold sweats trickled down her cheeks like in the cartoons. She had spent time for new adventures with Jack. She had spent time befriending Merida. She had skipped classes two times. What would her grades turn out? But the times spent with them were far more enjoyable than her previous lone years. It was like, times spent with them were worth it.

"They are fine," Elsa managed to say steadily.

"Remember, the faster you graduate, the faster you will meet your sister. I'm sure two or one year left won't be a problem to you."

Elsa's eyebrow knitted in slight confusion. What was her father talking about? He was talking like he didn't know anything... Or did he? Elsa remembered Ariel's monthly report, about how her mother had tried to send Anna to Elsa's residing city, North Mountain, through a student exchange program. Surely her father should know of that, too. Her parents always agreed to each other, right? Except... If her mother was doing this secretly in purpose...

Then Elsa better play along. "Yes, Father. I will try to do my best."

Mr. Arendelle smiled. "You never disappoint me, Elisabeth. I am so proud of you. Keep up your excellent study, alright? You're dismissed."

Elsa stood up and bowed slightly at her father before stepping out from the gazebo and the garden to her room. Once she was inside her room, she slumped against a wall and let out a breath.

"What's with him?" Elsa muttered. "I always do my best. Every day. Yet you still tell me to do much better than that! Every single time! You never talk about anything other than business with me." Tears trickled down from her eyes. "What is it that's not enough for you, Father? I always let you take away my precious—Anna, Mother, my freedom—"

She choked a sob as her eyes found their way to a framed neatly-done drawing of an ice castle that hung beside her study desk. Her masterpiece.

"And my dream," Elsa swept away her tears, stood up, and walked over to her study desk to look at other framed pictures, one of them was a photo of a little Elsa and her father that still looked young hugging each other with their teeth smile on. Elsa traced the photo with her fingers and a sad smile on her lips. "But you're still my hero. You're a Father I will always love every day."

She sat down. Instead of opening her study books, she grabbed some papers and folded them into a shape of a crane.

Merida sauntered through the hallway nonchalantly despite people's whispers that were about her. She had better things to do than caring about people's opinion of her. Her green eyes spotted a familiar platinum blonde girl with her trademark braided bun on that was raking inside her locker for a book.

Merida walked to her and casually tapped her shoulder. "Yo, mornin'!"

Elsa jumped in surprise and looked over her shoulder, then releasing a breath. "Oh, it's you. Don't scare me like that."

"What? There's nothing wrong with greeting people."

Elsa closed her locker. "I have Algebra next, what about you?"

"Same. Let's go together."

The girls walked together to their class that was still empty, since the class started at 9:15 and it was still 8:50. They took seats beside each other and chatted while waiting for the class to start.

"So, how's yesterday with Mrs. Monday? Did she lecture you or something?" Elsa asked.

"At first, I thought so too. Turns out she was super thrilled seeing me and said that my grades improved. She wasn't joking." Merida answered.

"That's great then! Congrats." Elsa clapped her hands comically.

"Heh, it's all thanks to ye, ye know?" Merida chuckled. The corner of her eyes spotted something white standing at the door of Algebra class, and just as she suspected, there was someone. "Hey, I think he's lookin' for ye."

Elsa's eyes followed Merida's to find a boy with chiseled features and his famous white hair. Girls were staring with adoration at him, some even cooed at him, but he never made a response to them. For some unknown reason, he refused to eye Merida or Elsa, but he already made enough signal to them that his class was definitely not Algebra and he needed to see someone.

Elsa trod to him. "Hi. What is it?"

Jack didn't reply, instead he motioned her to come with him. Elsa took a quick look at Merida and was quickly replied by an 'it's okay' hand gesture from her. He guided her to the school's garden, which was surprisingly empty, because it was one of students' favorite spots.

"What is it, Jack? You better hurry up, my class is going to start soon—oh yeah, are you okay now?" Elsa said.

"I'm okay." Was his simple reply.

"What happened to you yesterday? Energetic people like you don't catch cold easily."

"I overworked."

"Overworked what? You never told me about it. Next time you're troubled, you can tell me, I'll help—"

"Okay, okay. I'm sorry I troubled you yesterday. You skipped two classes for me, but I want to say thanks too, because if you weren't there, I'd be lying flat on the ground, burning, and no one would even know what the hell was wrong." Jack stuffed his hands on his jacket pockets. "So yeah, thanks, and sorry."

Elsa giggled. "You are Jack Frost. There would be at least ten girls that would help you as soon as they noticed you weren't planking. But yeah, you're welcome. Still, tell me if anything happens, alright?"

Jack looked at her with a look that was new to Elsa. A look that was a mix of serious, confused, and hope. "Why are you this nice?"

"Duh. Of course I am, to my best frie—"

"I get it!" Jack suddenly snapped, making Elsa flinch and took a step back. He didn't want to hear that word came out from other people, or even worse, herself, again. He didn't know why. But realizing of what he just did to her, he quickly shut his mouth and covered it with his hand. "Sorry."

Elsa gazed him warily. She was a little bit scared, this was the first time he ever snapped at her. Was she wrong? Did Jack not like when Elsa called him her best friend? Oh, she did a mistake, didn't she? Popular people like him wouldn't want Elsa as a best friend.

Elsa bit her lip, struggling to apologize, but then a hand grabbed Elsa's chin, tilting it upwards so she faced Jack. Jack leaned in with his eyes squinted and Elsa let out a low squeal. Their face was so close that Elsa swore her cheeks were getting really hot.

"Hey, hold on... Did you cry yesterday?" Jack asked, his eyes still not leaving Elsa's.

"U-uh what? N-no!" Elsa stuttered at their closeness.

"Don't lie. I can see it, your eyes are somewhat puffy. You used concealer well, though."

"O-okay, but get off from me, please!"

Jack raised one of his eyebrows, processing her words, then realized what she meant and let go of her chin and took a step back. "S-sorry!" He exclaimed. "I, uh, are you okay? You can tell me if something's wrong, yeah, uh..."

What was up with this guy? First he acted like he didn't want to be close with her and then he touched her face all of a sudden. Elsa didn't understand. But Jack was still nice. He offered a similar help like Elsa did. That was enough for her.

"I'm okay. Thank you, though." Elsa said quickly. "I'll see you later. Bye." And she ran off to her class, leaving Jack alone.

Jack lightly knocked his forehead multiple times with his knuckles and swore under his breath. "Dammit, what's wrong with me?" His eyes travelled to where Elsa ran off. A distant look clouded his azure orbs while his brain was clouded by an image of a certain platinum blonde girl who had recently became a daily visitor of his mind.

Sooo yeah! Done. What do you guys think about this chapter? I think this chapter is the chapter that's going to start something... Big? :0

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unicorns: (1) Thank you! So, the monthly report says that Anna is doing fine, but lately she looks down because her mother decided to put her into a student program exchange to Elsa's city. But to join the program Anna has to take several tests. She can pass the tests easily, but she may intentionally fail the tests if she doesn't want to go. So, Anna's confused whether to go or not. You can tell who Anna to Elsa is in this chapter, and surely Anna's mother is whose mother too? ;) Ariel is Anna's maid, just like Kai is Elsa's butler. Sorry for causing you such confusion!

(2) I'm sorry making her to be like that :( for the sake of the story tho, hahahaha, but despite Elsa keeping her good girl image in front of her Father and friends, she is a rebel at heart.

(3) Yass, you noticed it too! Because smoothie is a blended beverage made from fruit, and chocolate is not a fruit :( but I'll think of something to put Elsa's love for chocolate in this story!

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