Well, everybody, here goes: The last, three-part chapter of Pepper, formerly known as A Raven's Peppered Wing. This story's been tough, but I hope you enjoy the ending as much as I enjoyed writing it. ;) And here's the THREE-PART CHAPPEH! Enjoy! =D

Pepper

Finale: Part One

The sun broke over two pelts curled closely together and filled a flower-littered clearing with washy yellow light as one of the cats shifted and rose, her brown tabby fur rippling as she did so.

"Pepper…?" The small tabby turned at the sound of her name, and smiled warmly to see the other cat sitting up, still disoriented with sleep and shaking his black pelt, scattering little petals and bits of grass.

"Ravenpaw…" The name was sweet on Pepper's tongue, and she inched closer to him, pressing her muzzle into his neck, expecting a purr. After last afternoon… She was sure that he loved her.

The day before, Ravenpaw had taken her to the beautiful clearing she was in now, a gesture of thoughtfulness that had touched Pepper's heart. And even when he uncovered the true fate of the Clans to her, she had been comforted by him. And now she was here, with him in this spot, in this moment when everything was right—she never wanted to leave, her heart pounding hard in her chest.

But to her surprise and budding dismay, Ravenpaw didn't return her affectionate good morning with another, but stiffened. He opened his mouth, but no words came out. Pepper blinked at him, concerned and starting to worry for herself and her own special moments, selfishly.

"What's wrong, Ravenpaw?"

Ravenpaw scooted backward a little bit, distancing himself from her, and scuffled his paws on the color-dappled ground. It was then that Pepper realized that he didn't love her after all, but it didn't thoroughly click. Her emotions denied it, shoved it away, and took over her actions.

Ravenpaw spoke; his voice was quietly nervous. "Pepper…" His mouth began to form words, but they were lost to him again. He restarted. "W-We're… just… friends, right? Still—Still friends?"

No! No, no, no! Don't say that! No, you're not supposed to—it's not supposed to happen this way! No, no, no, no, no, don't say that ever! Pepper's emotions shrieked madly in her head, refusing to believe what was apparently the truth, straight from the one cat that Pepper needed to be happy forever. She wanted to scream at him, not in anger, but in central grief and frustration at her own stupidity. How she had believed that she could have possibly had him. But she let her wits take the rein, and only smiled and said, "Of course. Still friends."

Ravenpaw hesitated and looked almost crestfallen, only for the tiniest moment, so tiny that only Pepper would have seen, and she did—but then the friendly smile returned to his face, same as always. Pepper dismissed it.

"It's just," he explained. "I know everything about you,"—Pepper winced—"And you know everything about me. We're best friends, and I haven't had a best friend since… Since I left the Clans. And you make me feel so much better than I do a lot of the time when I think of them."

There must be a reason for that! You must love me! But Pepper knew her emotions spoke only what she wanted to hear from the handsome black tom. She smiled, only a hint of the vast, impending sadness she felt, only displaying a tiny bit in hopes that he would notice. But as she had overlooked his pause just now, he must have done the same, because he got up and shook his fur, inviting her back to the barn and to hunt on the way home, because Barley and Lilac would never save anything for them, jokingly.

Pepper barely heard them, barely talked on the walk back. She barely talked all day, because she couldn't get rid of the nagging feeling that something was missing from her. She knew it was Ravenpaw, but she could never get that. And to think that she had been so close, like a claw just nicking the tail feather of a bird as it fluttered away, and then it was slipping away… It tore a hole in her heart. Or, a bigger one than Ravenpaw had already torn—which, in a way, she was grateful for. The tear was the only evidence that he had touched her heart, even if it was in the harshest way possible.

Part Two

Whooooooosshhh….. Crash! Whooshhhh…. Plink, plink… Bang!

Pepper jolted awake as a thundering bash sounded on the barn door, more from that than the howling windstorm outside. The small she-cat attempted to blink the sleep remaining in her eyes. It was late, that much she knew. Another pound pummeled her ears.

She immediately scrambled to her paws, forgetting the bittersweet dream she'd been having. She'd been running carelessly through trees, weaving her body around every obstacle, and Ravenpaw had been following her and laughing. She'd stopped and faced him, and he'd pressed close to her, both purring, their tails twined inseparably in love…

But that wasn't even real. It had been days since the… happening, as Pepper referred to it. Only to herself, though. Ravenpaw had approached her several times and apologized for nothing, asking if he'd been too weird that evening and the following morning. She'd smiled and said of course not, and they'd gone hunting together as friends, just like they'd always had.

Pepper! The tabby shook herself. She had to at least try to stop thinking of a life with him, let alone dreaming of one. She didn't have to silence her irrational emotions herself. Another loud bang sounded at the door and she jumped. The three other cats around had awaken. Barley rose to his paws slowly, stiff and still with wariness. Lilac glanced around her in confusion, as if whatever was outside trying to get in was already surrounding her. Ravenpaw leaped from his bale of hay to hers.

"Pepper!" He called as he jumped, and clambered up to her. She met his perplexed yellow eyes with baffled light brown ones, her own.

"What is tha—" She never got to finish her sentence. The doors to the barn blasted open, and the figure of a large, threatening giant stood in the doorway, a bottle clutched in his hand. Pepper recognized her Twoleg in a second. Panic gripped her tightly and terror washed over her like the icy cold rain and wind that was pounding in sheets outside. Ravenpaw was very still beside her, his muscles tense.

"Don't… move… a muscle…" He whispered slowly, carefully to Pepper. She silently laughed humorlessly. As if she could move now. The Twoleg was staggering around, bellowing random words that Pepper didn't understand and thrashing his hands in the hay. As he approached, Ravenpaw crouched down swiftly, motioning urgently for Pepper to do the same. She did—but not before the Twoleg had gotten close enough to see her, and did.

Whether or not her Twoleg remembered his old kittypet was unknown to Pepper, but that seemed irrelevant as he lunged toward her with grimy, unforgiving hands that she remembered so well. She heard her three companions screech her name, but didn't listen. Immediately feeling adrenaline take over, she darted away from him and ran sightlessly through the barn, dodging anything that happened to be in her way and cursing it for getting there in the first place. The shock of seeing him suddenly didn't matter anymore, now replaced by the terrified urgency to get away from him. Pepper had lived her whole life in fear of something like this happening; and she knew what the Twoleg might do to her if he caught her, if he was angry enough. She could die.

Thunderous footsteps close behind Pepper told her that the Twoleg was following her, and keeping up well, too. She tried to lose him, weaving nimbly through anything she could see, but he just knocked it angrily over. Then he was on her.

Pepper first felt his snatched her tail and yank her harshly backward. She screamed in pain. She heard another yowl, but it seemed far away and unimportant, like it didn't belong to her. The human then grabbed hold of her scruff, clasping his fingers hard in her skin and she squirmed, crying out again when he tightened his grip and shook her. Déjà vu of the day she escaped him swarmed her, and she wasn't sure that she could get away this time.

A deafening screech split the air and Pepper opened her eyes, which had been squeezed tightly shut, in time to see a blur of night land on the Twoleg's head, clawing at his face and yowling protests in fury. Pepper felt her mouth gape open and her heart tense. It was Ravenpaw.

Her moment of hopeful anxiety was short-lived as the man flung her away. She bounced off of a pile of hay and hit the ground hard, but not as hard as she'd have expected. She blew a piece of straw from her face and looked up to see the Twoleg trying to wrestle a howling Ravenpaw from his face. He raised a fist and hit him hard and Pepper saw him drop to the ground, shaking his head as if to clear it. The Twoleg still leaned over him and raised up a foot over the tom. Pepper could see what was about to happen before it did. Without thinking, she bolted forward and attacked his leg before its foot could come crashing down onto Ravenpaw's back. The Twoleg yelled and staggered backward. He grabbed at her, trying to pull her off, but she held tight with her claws, sinking them farther into his flesh and feeling them scrape bone. She hissed and spat. All that, however, only made the man angrier. He snatched her up and she felt his fingers dig into her ribs. She shrieked and was slammed hard into the ground as the Twoleg threw her again. Her head hit a rock. Stars danced over her eyes and fogginess threatened a blackout. She struggled for consciousness, like fighting to stay above water in a rushing current.

"Leave her alone!" Pepper heard the yowl through the haze, she saw Ravenpaw leap back at the lumbering human. This time he was joined by a pale gray figure. Lilac!

"N-No… Don't… You…," Unintelligible words tumbled out of Pepper's mouth as they tried to form protests and warning. The tall gray she-cat didn't react, and Pepper had never seen Lilac this angry. She bit and snarled and clawed until the Twoleg screeched with pain—a protectiveness had taken over her that Pepper hadn't noticed before.

"Get away from her, you… you…!" Lilac finished the sentence with another snarl and clawed harder. A black and white ball rammed into them from behind and sank its teeth into the Twoleg's shoulder. Barley, too? For just a fazed second, Pepper was shockingly touched at the lengths these cats had gone to to help her.

Suddenly Ravenpaw was beside her where she lay on the ground, her head still fuzzy. His golden eyes bored into her own, holding anxiety and… something else. His chest heaved from the effort of fighting the Twoleg, and his fur stood on end.

"Pepper?" His voice shook, but Pepper didn't care. His wonderful voice was all she wanted to hear. But even as he spoke, darkness had begun to creep in on the edges of her vision, tempting Pepper to close her eyes and drift away.

She must have closed them, at least a little bit, because Ravenpaw curled himself around her small body and held her tight. "No, Pepper, please…" With her fur pressed against his, she felt his every movement. His heart pounded through his chest. He was trembling. Pepper opened her eyes more and saw that his were wide and terrified. Terrified of losing her? His eyes said that much.

With a jolt and a yowl, Ravenpaw was suddenly pulled away from her. Pepper's eyes were raised to floor of the barn. Lilac was lying unconscious at one end, and Barley was struggling to get over to her from another end. Ravenpaw was being dangled by the Twoleg by one hand, but the man wasn't yelling or hitting him. Just holding him there in a sickly kind of triumph. Terrors washed over her, not only for Ravenpaw, but just simply… fear. She could barely stand the fear that was gripping her and shaking her and freezing her to the bone, then burning her blistered. She wanted to scream until her lungs turned inside out, the fear was so great.

The Twoleg tossed Ravenpaw aside like a toy, and he luckily landed on a bale of hay, unhurt. Pepper didn't relax any more. Time seemed to slow down, as if terror had placed everything in slow motion. The Twoleg began to thunder toward her, and her fear grew and grew with every step he took.

She exploded. Inside and out. From a distance, she heard herself let out a blood-curdling shriek. Her legs started moving (almost by themselves) at the speed of light towards the door that still hung open. She was running away. After all that she'd done, running away? Her mind never stayed on her legs. A horrible trust was placed in them to run wherever they needed to while she thought in her own secluded world. As she ran out of the barn, a cat called out in protest. She didn't know who, and didn't care. Steps sounded behind her, and she sped up. As soon as she set paw outside the barn doors, wind and icy rain buffeted her little body. She ignored it. She ran and ran, and ran and ran. The steps did not cease. She ran past the trail she walked with her friends, past the trees, past even the clearing that she'd been in days ago. And even then they didn't stop. She blocked it out and kept going, like a broken machine with nothing else it knew how to do. Only until the trees around her were unfamiliar, only when a worry of getting lost clicked in her mind did she slow down. And only when she came to a black, charred, ashen, and horribly, achingly familiar place did she stop.

Dull shock held her in place, and for that second, no sound and no movement mattered. Not even the steps that had followed her this whole way. The bushes behind her shuddered, and she didn't move. Ravenpaw's scent swirled around her. The steps must have been his. But she didn't pay attention to the tom's touch, or his voice saying her name. All of her senses were focused on the clearing she was in now—the clearing she recognized as her home, on the exact spot where it had burned.

A den made of fern and draping willow branches weaved with flowers to make a tiny nursery for Branch and Julianne's daughters, still stood, only partly demolished and covered in soot. The petals were shriveled and scattered everywhere. The sticks were charred and the bark peeled off of them, revealing open wood like a raw cut into flesh. All the ferns were reduced to their stems, the tips twisted and black. Pepper blinked in grief, tears painlessly surfacing to her wide eyes. The wind and the rain had stopped, but bitter cold still gripped the air. The sky above her was blanketed with heavy gray clouds, and Pepper let out a small breath. Her breath clouded before her. With that, tiny snowflakes began to drift down from the carpeted sky. Pepper's whole world was suddenly black and white.

"Pepper…?" Ravenpaw's voice sounded behind her. She silently acknowledged it, but still said nothing. A snowflake floated grimly past her nose. She was aware of them landing all over her pelt, each with a delicate cold sting, so delicate that she barely felt it. They danced around her, white little flakes like ash.

"Momma… Daddy?"

The white ash floating in the air gave her no answer. Nor did the rubble left by the fire, some branches still glowing with embers.

"Momma!"

Just silence.

"Daddy!"

Nothing.

"Pixie?" Surely… Surely Pixie wasn't…

Still quietude. Pepper sat down, aware of what happened but not truly accepting it.

A rustle in the fallen branches jumped Pepper. Her eyes widened.

"Oh…"

With a whimper, she ran into the trees.

Pepper didn't run this time. Only stared around her in grief and loss, and strangely… contentedness. She was home. She was home now, in her black and white world.

"Pepper."

The tabby turned her head. Ravenpaw was right beside her. She smiled sadly. He fit perfectly in her world, except for his eyes. His eyes stood out like a defiance against nature.

"Ravenpaw… This is my home." She mewed, looking into his bright eyes. They were unreadable. No matter. It was time for the truth. He deserved it, if nothing else. "I never lived in a forest. My family never did all those things; we just lived here. We were happy. And… then…" Her voice caught in her throat where a lump had started to form. Pepper was a little surprised when the tears started to roll down her face. She didn't even feel that sad. Only regretful that she hadn't told Ravenpaw all this before. "Then there was a fire. I don't even know what started it. But… it happened. And it all burned down." She looked from Ravenpaw's beautiful, glistening golden eyes to the wreckage that was now covered by a thin, thin white dust of fine snow. "My father… Branch… He threw me out. Then it collapsed on them… and not me." She shuddered, pain resurfacing. And she'd thought she'd escaped it. "Not me…" A sob leaked from her chest and she turned back to the black tom. "Ravenpaw, I'm sorry I lied to you, I just… I didn't want to tell you the truth about me. I'm too ashamed of it. My past…" Pepper tried to swallow the painful knob in her throat and failed. "That Twoleg back in the barn… I belonged to him. He… he hit me, so… I ran away and you found me. But I…" She struggled, lost for words. "Ravenpaw… Ravenpaw, I'm sorry…"

Ravenpaw stayed still for a while; he had been still the whole time. Then he slowly raised his tail-tip and brushed her cheek, a tender gesture that almost swept Pepper off her paws despite its gentleness. Then, somehow, his muzzle was pressed to hers.

Ravenpaw's eyes were closed, and his chest shook as it rose and fell. Pepper could barely breathe.

"Pepper…" His voice was filled with an emotion Pepper had never heard in his voice before and just the tiniest bit of exasperation. His eyes opened and they were as big and bright as ever. "Pepper, I already knew."

Pepper felt her mouth drop open and her eyes go wide. "But… But you…"

Ravenpaw grazed her mouth with his tail. "Pepper… I've been through so much in my life. Maybe not as much as the next cat, but I know when somebody is telling a story." Seeing Pepper's hurt expression, he immediately continued, almost desperately, "But I didn't care. You weren't the only one who had covered up a truth. Look at me; I lied about Tigerclaw because I didn't want to get killed. I was selfish—I was willing to let a murder go on longer than he should… because I valued my life too much. I was weak."

Pepper was horrified. "No! No, you aren't!" she protested.

"Not now." He raised his eyes to hers and they were brimming with a strange kind of sadness. "Not now that I have you." He took a deep breath before resuming, "Pepper, you've made me feel stronger than I've ever felt in my life. You've… I don't know. I don't even know what you did, but everything is right when you're with me." His golden eyes, so much like suns, were burning into hers. "When we talked that morning, in the clearing, I lost my head. I got scared. I didn't know what would happen if we were… if we were together. I though maybe something could happen between us that was bad, and I'd lose you forever. Right then, I lost the strength that you gave me for a minute, and now…" His voice caught, and Pepper held her breath. "Now I've been sulking around the farm for days, hating myself for hurting you. Pepper…"

She threw herself at him, pressing her face against his and curling her body close. He merely swayed lightly against her and did the same. It was in that moment that everything was the definition of happy, and this time, for both of them. The snow had stopped.

"Pepper," Ravenpaw wasn't finished. "I knew you were lying, but I didn't say anything because…" His warm eyes glowed and Pepper knew what he was going to say before he said it. "I love you, Pepper. I love you, more than anything else or anyone else in the world. And I promise that I'll always love you like my life depends on it. Because… it does."

Pepper laughed, tears springing to her eyes, but this time in happiness. She'd never cried out of happiness before; she couldn't say that she didn't enjoy it. "I love you too. And… I'll be here. All the time, whenever you need me."

They stayed like that for a long time, pressed together and simply loving each other for the moment with just them. Pepper felt as if she were about to burst with love, and when she did, it would come showering down on them. Even better. She had a new world, she thought, as the sun broke over the trees and lit the snow to glittering silver and her love's eyes to shining gold. The black and white one would forever remain in her memory, but she had to live in this one. And here… there was no such thing as bad. Ravenpaw's eyes had begun to glisten and he traced the edge of her face with his tail.

"You're so beautiful…" he murmured, more to himself than to anyone else. Pepper laughed a little and looked down at herself. The sun had lit her light brown tabby pelt to a glowing bronze. Silver, gold and bronze… A world of riches.

A sudden crashing exploded from the bushes beside them. They both jumped. Pepper looked at Ravenpaw, her eyes wide. "The Twoleg…" she whispered frantically. It was the only explanation she could think of at the time. Ravenpaw immediately tensed, a fierce light lit in his eyes, prepared to throw himself in front of anything that dared threaten his beloved.

The undergrowth parted, but two feline shapes greeted them instead of a giant, lumbering human. Pepper sighed in relief, and she felt Ravenpaw relax beside her.

"Barley," he gasped. "Lilac… Where's the Twoleg?"

It was Barley who answered. "Gone. The humans at the barn finally woke up and got out there. Some other people took him away. I get the feeling he won't be bothering anyone anym—,"

He broke off as he looked to his left, to Lilac. Pepper followed his gaze. The lanky she-cat was gazing around her with huge eyes, huger than usual. Her body was tense as she took a few steps forward, until she was standing in front of the half-rubble of the old den. She turned to face the others, her face softly silhouetted in the washy pink light of dawn. Her lavender eyes were filled with a vague disorientation, but mostly strong recognition Déjà vu hit Pepper again, like it did whenever she saw Lilac a particular way. But this time her chest tightened, because she knew why.

Lilac spoke. Her voice was shaky but certain. "This is…" Pepper finished her sentence with her, their voices blending together as family. "… My home." Pepper swallowed hard as Lilac stepped toward her.

"Pepper…"

Pepper was silent for a few seconds and then rushed to Lilac with a cry of:

"Pixie!" The two she-cats barreled into each other. Lilac was sobbing, and Pepper was only letting her mouth gape open in a silent yowl of joy. It must have been her Pepper had seen after the fire, that shift in the branches. If only she'd stayed there...

But then nothing would have ever been the same. She may have never stayed with the Twoleg, and then she'd had never met Ravenpaw. She inwardly shuddered. A life without Ravenpaw seemed almost unbearable, even if she wouldn't have known what she was missing from herself the whole time. But none of that mattered. Right now, Ravenpaw and Barley were staring open-mouthed at the scene unfolding in front of them.

"Pixie?" Barley seemed incapable of blurting out anything else at the moment, and the sisters laughed.

"Ravenpaw, Barley," Pepper started. "This is my sister…"

Part Three

"Mommy! Mommy, Daddy, let's go see 'em!"

"Come on, Dad! Mom's faster than you are!"

Pepper raised her head to see Lilac and Barley's two kits, Lucky and Hare, running at what seemed like the speed of light toward her nest at the base of a hay pile, with Barley and Lilac themselves following more slowly behind. She smiled. No doubt they were coming to see the new arrivals, she assumed, lovingly looking down at the four—yes, four—scrunched-up, newborn bundles of fur lying close to her. Ravenpaw sat close to her, his chest puffed out with pride. He leaned down and gave her another nuzzle and whispered, "They're wonderful," in her ear for the umpteenth time that day. But Pepper didn't mind. It was true.

The bright spring sunlight shone blindingly outside, and Pepper cast her tail up to create a little shade for her darlings. The little gingery-brown one squirmed, nudging his black and white mottled sister, who set off a chain reaction of shifting in her two other brothers, the light gray one and the dark gray one.

She looked up to see Lucky peeking over her tail; the mother lowered it a bit so she could see. The little she-cat's clover-patched black and white fur fluffed up with excitement.

"Ooh, they're so cute!" she squealed.

"Well," Ravenpaw put in. "They haven't really changed since you saw them last. When was that, five seconds ago?"

Hare laughed as he caught up, then turned to lick down a spiked tuft of gray fur. Barley and Lilac were last to arrive.

"They really are great, Ravenpaw." Lilac mewed and licked Pepper's ear. She blinked affectionately. Lilac had decided to keep her newest name, and understandably so; she hadn't gone by the name of Pixie in years. Though she still missed having her birth name, it wasn't practical to learn to go by something else. Lilac was all about practicality.

After seeing her old home, everything had come back to the she-cat—a heavy branch, a significant part of the den's canopy, had crashed down onto Lilac, bringing with it a big section of the roof itself. It had trapped her and knocked her out for days, but it had kept her from the rest of the fire.

Barley nodded to them both and started to herd his two children away. "Come on, you two. I told I'd show you the hunting crouch, remember?" The kits cheered and darted away without a protest. Pepper chuckled; those two never stayed with their minds on just one thing for very long at all. Lilac, shaking her head in mock embarrassment, followed them all with a farewell wave of the tail.

When they'd gone, Ravenpaw settled down beside his mate. Pepper smiled at the feeling of his pelt against hers. She'd gotten used to his warmth always seeping into her fur, though she never took a second with him for granted.

"We haven't named them." Pepper pointed out absent-mindedly.

"I know." Ravenpaw bit his lip, obviously brainstorming decent names. Pepper grinned.

"Would you like to name two of them Fire and Gray?" she asked. "After your friends?"

Ravenpaw looked up at her, his eyes wide in surprise. "You… Really? You—You mean that?"

"Of course. I think they're good names." She smiled, and so did Ravenpaw.

"Okay, then." He nosed the ginger-brown tom. "Fire," he mewed, and then the light gray tom. "And Gray." He sat back, a satisfied smile on his face. "Your turn."

Pepper turned her eyes to the two remaining kits, unnamed and innocent. She licked the tom and the she-kit in turn. "Branch… and Julianne."

Ravenpaw pressed his muzzle against her. "Beautiful."

Pepper purred. Looking back, she couldn't think of anytime she'd been so happy. Looking back, she wouldn't have believed she'd be here now. That was then. Pepper was grown now, a mother, a mate, and an entirely new cat because of it all. She raised her eyes to Ravenpaw's, shining like the sun, and looking into them was just like looking outside on a spring day. She closed her eyes, and blackness replaced the sight, but now she knew that it would still be there when she opened them. No more uncertainty. Pepper blinked. Everything was right in her new, beautiful world.

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And now some honorable mentions!

To: Oo-Rainpath-oO! Even if you didn't always have all the time in the world to PM me back, you're still my best long-distance buddy! Your ideas for new chapters were always welcome. FF BUDDIES FOREVER! =D

To: PinkRhinosLoveWicked! You are HILARIOUS, and your constant encouragement throughout the whole story was so great. You're "Defying Gravity"! ;D

To: Random person in ur bushes! Okay, not picking favorites here—but I think I have the most to thank you for. You talked to me 24/7 and always told me not to give up. I love how we come to each other with ideas, and your stories are awesome! Thanks for always being there!

And now… *drumroll* *epic voice* All you others may not know this, but a one certain reviewer has gone to the max and given me HUGE ideas, like the Lilac character and the names of the kits. These great ideas became part of the story in the end, SO! A whopping, ginormous, awesome, huge-ish, BIG thanks goes to: xoxo fanfics! You took the time to put in your two cents, and it did pay off didn't it? The success of this story with the Lilac character and all your other suggestions is now pretty much because of you. Thank you again!

And wow, when I look at this list of reviewers, I feel like a complete jerk for asking for more. I hope you guys will excuse my childish greediness. XP But in any case, the story's done now. And I'm afraid that with me starting a new school year at—DUN DUN DUNNN—a NEW SCHOOL, I won't have much time for writing fanfictions anymore. But don't give up on me yet! I may publish something here and there. It all depends. We'll just have to wait and see. So again, so many thank you's go to the wonderful reviewers, the super-important flamers, and the bestest buddehs. ;) And now I think it's safe to end it with… Say it with me, crowd!

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