*Gasp* A new chapter? So soon? I must be a mad woman.
Naaah, this chapter was pretty much done when I updated with the last one :P All it needed was one last read over, grammar and spelling check, all that jazz. The same goes for the next two chapters, so look forward to some pretty fast updates! Yay! This chapter is another fluffy one. You guys all seem okay with that, though! Which is awesome, because I like fluff :P
Just a heads up (I like to warn just in case anyone will get offended), but there's substantial evidence in this chapter that Ash and Misty go a bit beyond kissing in their room. If you catch my drift. There's nothing graphic, though! I'm not going rated M on any of you guys, don't worry :P
This chapter is dedicated to EchidnaPower, who got the 200th review!
"Oooh…"
"Are you okay Mommy?"
Michelle eagerly grabbed her mother's hand, gently swinging it back and forth. Misty looked down at her daughter with tired eyes, but was able to give her a delicate smile and a small nod. Misty was only about three weeks away from giving birth, and she was just so tired all the time. It was greatly concerning for Aiden and Michelle, so Misty often had to go out of her way to prove to them that she was fine.
"I'm fine dear," Misty assured, "it's just a little hot for me in here is all."
Misty whined quietly and pulled at her thin yellow blouse. The thick August heat surrounded her like a blanket, and no matter what she did, Misty just couldn't get cool.
"Maybe you should change your outfit," Michelle suggested, "put on a dress, like me!"
Misty glanced at Michelle, who was giving her mother a sweet smile. The little girl was wearing a short, floral printed sundress with a matching headband and blue sandals. Misty found it odd, actually. Michelle very rarely dressed up like that. She just didn't like it.
"That sounds like a good idea," Misty rubbed her belly up and down, "I'll give it a try."
"I can ask Daddy to make the house colder too!" Michelle smiled as she jumped off the couch, scurrying up the stairs.
"Michelle, wait!" Misty held her hand out. But it was too late. The little girl was long gone. Groaning, Misty sat up with great difficulty, pressing both of her hands against the couch. "Alright. I guess I'm getting up by myself."
She tried standing up, but it was of no use. As soon as she got herself up, she wobbled a bit and fell back down with a small "oof." Misty blushed a bright shade of red, feeling awfully embarrassed. She was just glad no one was around to see this.
"Oh, honey, why didn't you ask me to help you?"
Misty's blush returned tenfold. This was the one person she was absolutely mortified had to witness what she had just done. She didn't say anything, instead choosing to turn her head away and cover her face with one of her hands.
"Angel," Ash cooed, walking over to Misty. "Come on now, don't be embarrassed. I'm not going to make fun of you. I wouldn't think of it."
"Ash, you don't understand…" Misty grumbled.
Chuckling huskily, Ash sat down next to Misty and gently pushed her onto her back, earning a grunt from his heavily pregnant wife.
"Come on, now I'll never be able to get up," Misty threw her head back.
"You will, I'm right here to help you," Ash touched her face. "I always will be."
"That's cute," Misty replied in mock sweetness. Edging out her voice, she continued, "now what exactly are you doing?"
"A little pidgey told me you were feeling rather…hot," Ash purred.
"If by "little pidgey" you mean Michelle?" Misty threw Ash a knowing look.
"Mmmhm," Ash confirmed, tracing circles around the middle of Misty's belly with his index finger. "Our sweet, gentle little pidgey."
"You're not helping with the heat situation, you know," Misty's blush returned for a third time. Ash's innocent yet blatant flirtation was greatly flustering the red head.
"Sorry," Ash smirked, "let me help with that."
He lifted the delicate yellow material away from Misty's midsection, revealing her well filled out bump. Misty breathed out heavily, feeling a small sense of relief from having the shirt off of her stomach. Ash smiled at the sight of his wife's stomach, just touching his lips against the swell of it.
"It makes me so happy," Ash whispered against her milky skin, "to see your belly so full of our baby."
Misty's heart was fluttering as Ash gave all of his attention to her, kissing her stomach and rubbing its sides. The baby soon woke up, happy to be under her father's interest as well. She soon began kicking, moving about as much as she could in her cramped space. Ash pulled away slightly and saw the very visible outline of the baby's foot.
"Misty," Ash beamed at his wife, "she's showing me her little foot."
"I can feel it," Misty giggled softly.
"Doesn't our daughter just have the cutest little footsie ever?" Ash trilled in a high pitched, baby talk voice as he tickled the impression. Misty's laughs grew stronger as he tickled, her pregnant belly tending to be very sensitive.
"A…Ash!" Misty shrieked in between bursts of laughter. "Q…quit it! Haha…I…I can't…breathe!"
Ash pulled his fingers away, watching with a gentle smirk as Misty's giggles died down, the blood draining from her face as she began to relax.
"I love you so much Misty," Ash smiled, leaning over to kiss her on the lips. Misty wanted to deepen the kiss, but she still felt out of breath from her husband's tickle attack.
"Mommy, Daddy, what are you doing?"
Ash and Misty both looked over to the side. Michelle was standing in the doorway, staring back at her parents with wide emerald eyes. She soon took notice of her mother's bare stomach, before once again turning her attention onto Ash.
"Daddy, are you hurting Mommy?" Michelle sulked.
"No, no baby!" Ash gasped. He pulled Misty's shirt down and helped her to sit up, gently rubbing the back of her neck. "I would never hurt Mommy, sweetheart. We were just playing, that's all."
"Mommy said she wanted to be in a dress, like me," Michelle went on as she tugged at her skirt.
"Oh, so then I should let her get changed, hmm?" Ash smiled down at his wife. Misty hummed happily and rested her head against Ash's chest, running her hand up and down his abs.
"Let her up Daddy!" Michelle started jumping up and down, her expression becoming frantic. "Hurry Daddy!"
"Michelle, honey, is something the matter?" Misty looked away from Ash, confused by her daughter's impatient behavior. Ash, meanwhile, gave his daughter the most pleading look he could manage. Michelle seemed to get the hint, as she relaxed and shrugged at her mother.
"No Mommy," was her answer.
"Okay," Ash stood up, holding a hand out to Misty. She smiled up at him, and he gave her a small bow. "Your highness."
Laughing, Misty took Ash's hand and allowed him to pull her to her feet. This time, Misty kept her balance and didn't fall down.
"Can you get up the stairs on your own?" Ash asked. He wasn't being funny, Misty could tell. There was genuine concern in his dark brown eyes. If she needed help, he was going to provide it.
"I'll be just fine," Misty murmured, pressing her thumb and index fingers against Ash's chin in a playful manner. "Thank you though."
Ash gave her one last kiss before letting her go. Misty smiled back at Ash and patted Michelle on the head before heading up the staircase. Once she was out of earshot, Ash sighed and looked down at his daughter, who had a rather strange looking smile on her face.
"I did bad, Daddy," she whispered.
"No, it's alright baby," Ash knelt down and held his arms out. Michelle scurried over to him, jumping into his comforting embrace. Chuckling, Ash leaned into his daughter's ear and continued in a hushed tone, "She has no idea."
Michelle giggled and pulled back, excitedly shaking her head. This was fun, she thought. Surprising her Mommy was amusing, Michelle had decided. She couldn't wait to see the look on her mother's face that afternoon!
"Let's go find Aiden," Ash stood up, still holding Michelle in his arms. "He and Pikachu are on the lookout for Brock and Grammy and all of the others."
"And then we 'stract Mommy!" Michelle cheered.
"Yes princess," Ash kissed her forehead, "we distract Mommy."
XXX
For the most part, Misty didn't like maternity clothes. She didn't find them pretty, or even halfway decent. Her sisters were good in that department, helping her find pretty clothes that would still fit over her expansive stomach. Most recently, Daisy had gone out shopping with Misty and found her a lovely sundress. Misty thought it would be foolish to buy at first, but now she was extremely grateful that she had been talked into buying the frock.
It was lilac, with delicate spaghetti straps and an intricate lace design bordering the sweetheart neckline of the dress. A darker purple ribbon separated the top of the dress from the bottom, which was supposed to be tied into a ribbon in the back. Misty was having problems doing this on her own, however. The outfit's bottom half was flowy and swayed when she moved, even with her large stomach filling out the skirt right below the ribbon.
"Not bad," Misty murmured to herself, scrutinizing her image in the mirror. The baby began moving about rather harshly, gently shifting her belly from side to side. "Hmm? What is it dear?" Misty placed both hands on her midsection. "Are you happy in there?" Another kick seemed to confirm Misty's inquiry, or so she liked to think. Giggling, Misty tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and continued staring at her reflection.
From downstairs, she could've sworn she heard the door open, accompanied by an excitable shriek from one of the children, but Misty was sure Ash had control of it. For now, she was going back to try and tie the ribbon behind her.
XXX
"May! Dawn!" Michelle squealed rather loudly. Ash momentarily panicked and covered his daughter's mouth, earning a little whine from the child.
"Sorry princess," Ash apologized quietly as he withdrew his hand. "But that was a little bit too loud. We can't get caught, you know."
"She's such a cutie," Dawn giggled, taking the girl away from Ash without so much as a warning. Ash furrowed his brow at this, but Michelle didn't seem to mind in the slightest, instead choosing to bury her head in the space between the coordinator's neck and shoulder.
"I'm wearing the dress you got me, Dawn!" Michelle whispered. "See?"
"Yes, and it looks lovely on you!" Dawn replied.
"Guys, where are Drew and Kenny?" Ash asked.
"We sent them out to get some last minute things," May informed while she playfully ruffled Aiden's hair. The young boy let out a few groans of displeasure every now and again, but otherwise didn't vehemently protest. He liked May too much.
"I called Brock before, and he and your Mom are just finishing up the food," Dawn informed.
"Everyone else will be arriving at three, just like we told them to," May finished, her sapphire eyes gleaming.
"Great!" Ash folded his arms. "Everything is perfect so far."
"I'm so happy we finally get to throw Misty a baby shower," Dawn sighed in an angelic fashion. "I bet she's going to be so surprised! Maybe she'll give us all hugs! Or start crying tears of joy!"
"Yeah, or maybe she'll get annoyed with us and kick me in my most sensitive area," Ash grumbled.
"Ash!" May gasped.
"Hey, she's done it before," Ash defended, shrugging his shoulders.
"Speaking of which, where is Misty?" Dawn raised one willowy eyebrow.
"She's upstairs, getting changed," Ash answered innocently. "She was too hot in her outfit, so Michelle told her to change into a dress."
"ASH!" May and Dawn shrieked simultaneously, causing the Pokémon master to jump.
"What? What's wrong with that?"
"You're supposed to be distracting her!" May cried.
"It won't take her that long to change!" Dawn added frantically.
"It will with her stomach in the way," Ash argued. "I watch her get dressed every morning, and it takes her forever. Don't worry about it."
May reached out and flicked Ash in the forehead, earning a surprised, and slightly pained, cry from the young man. "Go up there and keep her busy!"
"But Aiden and Michelle!" Ash tried.
"I'm a mother, Ash, I'm capable of watching them," May narrowed her eyes.
"Alright, fine," Ash grumbled as he sulked and turned around, trudging off towards the steps.
"We got rid of Daddy," Michelle giggled, with Dawn soon joining in as well.
"What do we do now?" Aiden asked, gazing up at his two godmothers.
"That's an easy one dear," May tickled the boy's nose, causing him to laugh. "We go out into the backyard and start decorating!"
"Why there?" Michelle blinked. "The shower is upstairs!" Dawn and May exchanged curious glances before realizing what Michelle had meant. Chuckling, they both casted their gazes onto Michelle, who just continued to look perplexed by the whole situation. "What's so funny?"
"Sweetheart, you don't take a shower at a baby shower," Dawn moved Michelle so the two could lock eyes.
"You don't?" Michelle sounded intrigued.
"No," Dawn rubbed their noses together. "You see, it's called a baby shower because you get to shower the mommy with lots of presents for the baby!"
"Oh, I understand now!" Michelle beamed, clearly excited by her newly acquired knowledge.
"Wonderful," May giggled airily behind her delicate hand. "Now come on. Let's get to decorating!"
XXX
Ash creaked open the bedroom door, finding Misty standing in front of the full length mirror as she carefully toyed with the ribbon sash of her light purple dress.
"Aw, I came up here too late!"
Misty gasped and spun around, covering her heart. When she saw it was just Ash, she let out a disgruntled groan and complained, "Arceus, Ash. Don't scare me like that! If you keep this nonsense up, I'll go into an early labor."
"Well, now you've scared me," Ash grumbled slightly.
"Sorry dear," Misty smiled lovingly at her husband before returning to the task at hand.
"What in the world are you doing?" Ash chuckled as he leaned against the door frame.
"I'm trying to tie this ribbon into a bow," Misty furrowed her brow in deep concentration as her tongue just poked out of the corner of her mouth. "So far, no good."
"Who needs a bow?" Ash shrugged as he moved closer to Misty. At first, he wasn't sure how to distract his beautiful wife, but now he had a pretty good idea. He stood right behind her and ran his index finger over the front of the ribbon, which rested right above her stomach. "You look cute enough without a bow."
"Well I can't just walk around with an untied ribbon," Misty argued softly.
"Maybe you don't need the ribbon either," Ash moved his head down and ghosted his lips against her delicate neck. "Maybe you don't need to wear anything at all."
"Ash!" Misty gasped, partially out of shock for his suggestion and partially out of pleasure for his actions.
"You're so beautiful," Ash nipped at the skin of her neck, enjoying the intense warmth on his lips. "So, so beautiful."
"That doesn't mean I can walk around naked," Misty replied, almost timidly.
"Well…you can around me," Ash moved his hand down so it was resting on her swollen stomach.
"Are you implying something, Mr. Pokémon Master?" Misty purred. Ash chuckled huskily while moving his head away from Misty's neck. He instead turned his attention onto her ear, kissing its middle and tracing the shell with just the tip of his tongue.
"Maybe," was Ash's coy reply.
Misty whipped around, instantly separating Ash from her ear. He stared down at his wife, who really did look quite tiny compared to him, even with that impressive bump. She planted her hands onto her hips, locking eyes with her bewildered husband as she scrutinized his handsome, and confused, face.
"Do you know how long it took me to put this thing on?" Misty asked indignantly while pulling at the skirt of her dress. Ash processed her words, eventually formulating what he believed to be a good response.
"You'll be able to get it back on twice as fast with my help," Ash smirked. "And that applies to getting it off as well."
"You are a snarky little thing," Misty shook her head.
"The best kind of thing," Ash embraced Misty, pressing his hands against her lower back as he leaned his head down to kiss her. Misty moaned and kissed back, quickly making it much more passionate than it had started out. Pulling away, Ash chuckled and asked, "Are you with me yet?"
"For what?" Misty was breathless, panting to try and refill her lungs.
"For this," Ash murmured as he slipped the light purple spaghetti strap off of Misty's delicate shoulder. Misty shrugged up, as if trying to stop him, but she soon stopped and smiled up innocently at him. Letting out a single chuckle, Ash shook his head to clear some ebony locks away from his eyes and commented, "I can't interpret just your pretty smiles, angel."
"Fine," Misty sighed in mock annoyance as she wrapped her arms around Ash's strong neck, greatly amusing the Pokémon master. "Take me."
XXX
"Why is there pink everywhere?"
Delia giggled as her grandson looked around the backyard, grimacing at every last streamer and balloon he laid eyes on.
"Because the party is to celebrate your baby sister," Delia kneeled down in front of the boy, gently ruffling his soft hair. "So pink it is!"
"But I like red," Aiden pulled a new face, still reminiscent of Ash. "Why couldn't it be red?"
"I'll tell you what," Delia gently tapped the child's nose, "when it's your birthday, I'll throw you a party, and we'll have all red decorations, okay?"
"But I share my birthday with Shelly," Aiden frowned slightly. "And she doesn't like red like I do. She likes light blue."
"Well, maybe we'll make it half red, half light blue," Delia suggested, a little sparkle in her eyes. "What do you think of that?"
"That sounds good," Aiden finally smiled and nodded to confirm it.
"Wonderful!" Delia chirped. Standing up, she collected a stack of pink plastic plates and handed them off to her young grandson. "Would you mind putting these on the tables for me, sweetheart?"
"Okay Grammy!" Aiden beamed, running off towards the round white tables that were set up in one half of the backyard. After admiring the child's exuberance for a moment, Delia returned to her work with Brock, which involved laying out all of the food they had prepared. She was certainly glad May and Dawn had appointed Ash to distract his wife; had he been down there helping to set up, he'd probably have eaten half the food by now.
Speaking of the two coordinators, they were still decorating the backyard, tying up balloons and hanging streamers. Michelle was happily helping her godmothers by sprinkling packets of confetti onto the tables, where Aiden was laying down the plates just as Delia had asked. Tracey was in charge of cups, while Drew and Kenny folded napkins and placed plastic utensils on top of them.
"May, Dawn, do you think Mommy is going to be surprised?" Michelle asked excitedly.
"I certainly do!" Dawn nodded as she finished tying the pink ribbon of one of the balloons to a white chair.
"I like it when Mommy is happy," Michelle spread some more confetti around the table. "She gets 'specially happy when she knows that I helped!"
"You and your brother," May's eyes were twinkling as she looked at the little girl.
"Yeah, I guess," Michelle scoffed. Both May and Dawn laughed at this, clearly finding the young girl to be very amusing.
"Is it almost time for the party yet?" Aiden whined after putting down the last plate.
"Soon little guy," Tracey laughed as he glanced at his watch. "Just about ten more minutes. Think you can hold out until then?"
"I guess…" Aiden grumbled. Suddenly, his stomach growled rather loudly, causing the young boy to blush and nervously rub the back of his neck.
"I get it," Tracey chuckled, "you're hungry. That's why you want the party to start so bad!"
"Uncle Tracey," Aiden begged, "can't I have some food now? Please?"
"You can't wait just a little bit, buddy?" Tracey frowned slightly.
"Maybe," Aiden whimpered slightly. As if on cue, his stomach growled again, this time more loudly than before. Aiden looked up from his tummy towards his Uncle, giving the former Pokémon watcher quite the pleading look.
"Oh, you're just like Ash," Tracey sighed to himself. Showing the young boy a smile, Tracey commented, "Well, I guess I could get you a little something to eat."
"Thanks Uncle Tracey!" Aiden cheered, clapping his small hands together.
"Yoo-hoo! Tracey!" A high pitched voice called from somewhere beyond the fence, earning a quiet gasp from Professor Oak's loyal assistant.
"Let's hurry Aiden," Tracey eagerly grabbed his nephew's hand, "before your aunt catches me and tells your Mommy what I did."
XXX
Ash yawned, turning his head so his cheek was pressed against the top of Misty's head. The late summer sunlight that was pouring through the couple's bedroom windows had made her soft ginger hair warm, and the heated touch against his skin was comforting to Ash. His right arm was wrapped around her body, holding her delicate frame close to his much stronger one. Misty, at this point, was still asleep, her gentle breath tickling Ash's side while her hand lingered on his trim chest.
Giggling quietly, Ash closed his eyes again and settled more deeply into the mattress. He was perfectly content to be just like this, snuggled next to his wife while she slept. It was such a simple yet wonderful feeling for the Pokémon master.
With Ash settling back into a shallow slumber, he couldn't hear someone gently calling his name from the other side of the door. Even when they knocked, it wasn't going through his dense head. Finally, the door swung back, a young female figure peering into the room.
"GAH! ASH!"
This was the trick to getting Ash to wake up. He jumped up, leaving Misty fairly undisturbed. All she did was let out a quiet moan, although that did nothing in waking the young woman up. Ash, however, was fully awake, and the blush crawling up onto his cheeks upon locking eyes with their unexpected visitor was burning like a flamethrower from Charizard.
May, meanwhile, couldn't believe what she'd just walked in on. Ash, topless with disheveled raven locks and slightly darkened eyes. Misty, lying by his side with tangled red hair and only her right arm visible. The rest of her body was covered by the sheets, as was the lower half of Ash's body.
May wasn't dumb. She was married herself. She knew exactly what all of this meant. In realizing that, her own face grew a fierce shade of red, rivaling the one that was currently gracing Ash's handsome face.
"A…Ash…" May groaned, turning her face away as she closed her eyes.
"May, why didn't you knock?" Ash cried, pulling the covers all the way up to his neck. May cracked open one eye, and upon seeing that Ash's half naked body was no longer in plain sight, she turned her head back towards him, shooting daggers.
"I did, you dolt!" May seethed. "I called your name, and I knocked! Why didn't you answer?" Ash opened his mouth to respond, but May quickly cut him off. "You know what? Never mind; I really don't want to know."
Misty's eyes fluttered open, her hand raising from Ash's chest in order to rub the remaining sleep from her tired emerald orbs. "Mmm…Ash…" She sighed happily and snuggled against his body, purring slightly.
"Mist…" Ash begrudgingly tried, his blush increasing yet again.
"No Ashy, I'm too tired. Let me sleep some more."
"Misty, wake up."
"No…"
"Misty, May is standing in our doorway!"
Misty's eyes snapped open. Peering towards the doorway, she found May standing with her arms folded and a rather disturbed scowl set on her pretty, young face.
"Eee!" Misty shrieked, pulling the covers up in a similar fashion to the way Ash had done earlier. Instead of just pulling them up to her neck, however, she pulled them all the way over her face. "May!" She cried from underneath the light green fabric. "Wh…what are you doing here?"
"Well, I came to uh…visit…" May lied, her sapphire eyes shifting from side to side.
"So you had to come visit our bedroom?" Misty was still squealing.
"N…no, I didn't want to see…this!" May motioned wildly towards her two indecent friends. Blushing yet again, May added, "just…just come downstairs when you're…done, alright?"
"Why?" Misty lowered the sheets slightly to show May her narrowed eyes.
"Because there's food down there!" May blurted out, believing that was the best lie she could come up with. "And…and I bet you're both uh…hungry. After…yeah. I'm gonna go now."
Ash and Misty could've both sworn they'd never seen May move as quickly in her life. Ash chuckled and leaned back against the headboard, pulling Misty down with him.
"We have some crazy friends, huh?" Ash smirked.
"Yeah, real crazy," Misty replied sarcastically.
"She's right though," Ash glanced towards the clock. It was 3:15. Damn. "We should go downstairs."
"Why?"
"Because…well, May isn't wrong," Ash rubbed the back of his neck. "I'm hungry."
"Seriously?"
"Heh…" Ash's stomach churned noisily, causing Misty to grin cheekily at him. Right on time, Ash silently thanked his constantly raging hunger.
"You're always hungry after," Misty mumbled with a little giggle.
"It doesn't matter whether it's after or not," Ash folded his arms. "I'm always hungry no matter what!"
"Then you'd better get dressed," Misty teased as she grasped Ash's sheet covered hip. "Yeah, you definitely need to get dressed."
"Same goes for you," Ash stuck out his tongue playfully.
"Remember, you said you'd help," Misty pressed her small nose against Ash's.
"Well, I never go back on my word!" Ash pounded his chest just once. "So let's go! Back into that pretty little dress of yours!"
XXX
Helping Misty to get back into her dress had proved to be a bit of a challenge for Ash. She was still feeling rather flirty, and kept going to hug and kiss Ash. Normally, Ash would welcome the distraction, but he was already 20 minutes late for the surprise party he had helped plan for Misty. He knew he would never hear the end of it.
Once Misty was finally in her dress, ribbon tied and all, Ash wrapped his arm around Misty and walked with her out of the bedroom.
"Let's go get some food," Ash smiled down at his blissful wife. Paying special attention to her belly, he added, "I bet our little girl is really hungry, huh?"
"Well, let's see…" Misty murmured, placing a hand against the top of her bump. The baby kicked just once, and Misty laughed joyfully. "Yep, she's definitely looking for something!"
At the bottom of the stairs, May was still waiting for the couple, her arms folded while her foot tapped impatiently.
"What are you doing waiting around here, May?" Misty asked, alarming the brunette coordinator.
"Oh!" May blinked. "I…I just didn't want to start eating without you two was all!"
"It's not a big deal May," Misty raised a curious eyebrow. "Every time you come over, you raid our fridge with no remorse."
"Well…heh…" May shrugged nervously before beckoning, "come on! Let's go outside!"
"Why?" Misty frowned. "It's hot out there."
"It's not so bad in the shade," May tried. "Besides, I already put our food out there. So come on!"
"But…I really don't want to go outside," Misty backed away slightly.
"Mist, it'll be fine," Ash gave her a gentle squeeze. "If you get too hot out there, we can go back inside, all right? But I think some fresh air will be good for you."
Misty sighed but finally gave into her friend and husband's request. She gripped Ash's hand and allowed him to lead her to the back door, watching as May pulled the sliding door back. Once it was fully open, Misty looked out into the backyard, her eyes growing wide at the scene before her.
"SURPRISE!"
Ash is just full of suprises, isn't he? Wonder how Misty will react. Any thoughts?
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