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The original creators were Mark McCorkle and Robert Schooley.

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This is a Kim and Ron Fanfic.

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Previously

It's kinda funny you were always near

But who would ever thought we'd end up here

And everytime I need you, you've been there for me

Now it's clear I've been waiting for you

'Cause today is the start of the rest of our lives

I can see it in your eyes

And it's real, and it's true

It's just me and you.

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Time: After the wedding reception at their new home that they've not spent the night together in yet.

"Ron, let me ..."

"No KP. I want to do it."

"But you've got your hand ..."

"No, it alright. I really want to do it this way, for you. Just shift your body a little bit more and ... Ow!"

"Sorry. Did I hurt you?"

(pause) "No." came his high pitched squeak of an answer. Then came, "Oh mannnn."

"Ron, it's alright, really. I mean it could happen to anybody, or so I'm told."

"Wait. Wait a minute."

"I'll push while you hold still. Okay. It's in. Now you twist it."

"Here we go."

And then the front door opened and Ron carried her inside, across the threshold and into their new home.

"Sorry. I guess I should have opened the door before picking you up to carry you in. My bad."

"You could have put me back down while you got the keys out of your pocket and unlocked the door."

"Nope. Thresholdus carryious interuptus. I don't want anything interrupting anything we start tonight. Too bad I let Rufus stay with Hanna tonight. He could have gotten the keys out of my front pocket and unlocked the door for us."

"Or you could have let me try and find them. It would have been more fun that way."

"Yeah." he chuckled. "But then we never would have made it inside and we might have given the postman a real eyeful in the morning."

"That's true. And we might never have found all of our clothes either. At least this way, they will be limited to the inside of the house. But before we get to that, since Wade went to all the trouble of scanning a few of the wedding gift and finding them safe for us to open tonight, we really should go ahead and open a few of them at least."

"Awww! I want to hurry up and get to the good part." he whined.

"Come on Ron. It will almost be like Christmas, only without the lights, the carols, eggnog or skits, but we won't have to worry about what we got whoever gave us the gift. We'll get to the "other" unwrapping in a few."

All of their wedding gifts had to be put through several tests to make sure that they hadn't been tampered with. Neither one of them was worried about their family or friends trying to do them harm, but if say her mother ordered something from a store and had it wrapped and sent to them, there would be several opportunities for one of their foes to intercept the package or tamper with it. It would be a feather in someone's cap to pull a fast one on them or worse, especially on their wedding night.

Some wedding gifts would be triple checked, like the two boxes of golf balls given by Duff Killigan, or the digital camera given by Betty's brother Gemini. Wade was finally able track down the last one of the video files of Kim and Betty that had been sent to Gemini by the former GJ agent Will Du, the ones that Du had used a hidden surveillance camera to take. That did lead to GJ shutting down one of WWEE's main bases of operation.

Upon walking into the living room, Kim started to take her shoes off so she could sit on the carpet by the presents, but she started looking left and right. She then asked. "Do you feel it Ron?"

"Feel what Kim?" Ron asked as he was now expecting something ominous.

"The house, it feels different. Before, it was just the house we were going to make our home after we got married, but now it is our home."

Relaxing a little bit, Ron said, "It never felt that way before when I was here, but then you weren't with me either."

Looking at him, she said, "Oh, I think I'll keep you around."

Before he could move in and grab a kiss, she sat down on the floor by several packages that were stacked in the middle of the room. They all had Wade's okay mark on them. After Ron sat down on the other side of them, the two looked just like kids on Christmas morning as they each reached for one of the presents. As Kim started to reach for the biggest one with her name on it, Ron stopped her and said, "Kim, you might not want to start with that one. Try this one first." as he pushed one directly in front of her.

After seeing a questioning look on her face, Ron said, "Wade told me what was in that one and I kinda want you to be thrilled with the present I got for you, for a few minutes anyway, before that one blows my gift out of the water."

"Ron, you've already given me the best wedding present I could ever hope for."

"What? A new last name?"

"No. Your last name. That and your love and support, which I return to you, without question."

"You've had the "love" part for quite a while now, KP, but more people will know you as Kim Possible than they will as Kim Stoppable."

"Ron, on our web page, it will be listed as Kim Possible slash Stoppable, married to Ron Stoppable. To everybody else it will be Kim Stoppable and I am proud of that name. Like I am of the man I married."

As Ron started to blush, he said, "Oh, hush up and open your present."

As she unwrapped it, she said, "I take it it s not Bueno Nacho, Bueno Bucks, unless it s a whole lot of them." After getting the wrapping paper off of it, she found the present was still covered in a heavy duty cardboard box with a note near a string saying, "Pull me."

Smiling, she glanced at Ron and then back to the box as she reached out, grabbed the string and pulled. The cardboard fell away to reveal a plain glass display case with a door in the back for accessing its contents. Inside the case was a black and gold plush toy animal with a gold star on its chest, marking it as a Pandaro, Super Star Edition. Alongside it was its Certificate of Authenticity and next to that was its adaptation papers, filled out with the adopted parent's name of Kimberly Ann Stoppable, filled out in gold leaf. Its ID number was PR-GSE #01. The doll itself was still in its original box, showing no signs that it had ever been opened.

With her eyes and mouth opened wide, she stared at it in shock. She had thought about trying to buy one once when she was still in high school, but since the company only made twelve, it was very rare to even find one for sale. But when one was put on the market, its starting bid was always high enough that one of her father's rockets would never have been able to reach it.

She slowly looked at her husband and was able to mouth the word, "How?"

Doing his now trademark action of rubbing the back of his neck and in a slightly embarrassed voice Ron said, "Whale, it seems that the owner of the company that makes those, Cuddle Buddies Incorporate or Cuddle Corp as they like to be called, has a grandson that's taking some courses at Yamanouchi and I sorta helped him out of a jam last time I was there."

"Helped him out of a jam, how?" came her question more out of curiosity than disbelief.

"He sorta, kinda got caught in a rock slide and he needed a little patching up." came his hesitant reply.

"How much patching up Ron?" She knew Ron could sometimes be too humble about some things and would never brag about them, something that had changed drastically since their old high school days. The only way to find out what really happened when he got like this, was to keep asking him questions.

"Oh, he had a few scratches, a few sprains and a..." he said as he let his voice trail off.

"And a..?"

"Few broken bones, a ruptured lung." Then he added, "Maybe some internal bleeding."

"And you patched him up? The same way you patched up Steve Barkin back in the bomb shelter and the same way you did Nana tonight?"

"Well, no. Your Nana wasn't healing. It was more an augmentation so it was only temporary. The grandson's healing was permanent and he was fine, like Steve was. The Pandaroo was the first one that the company made and the company's owner kept it in a display at his home. When he found out what I'd done, he wanted some way to show his gratitude. I told him how you or I wouldn't have accepted a reward or anything and we never expect any kind of gratuity for helping his grandson or anybody else. He asked me your name and when I told him, he recognized it and he knew right off you were a registered Cuddle Buddy owner. They seem to keep track of that sort of thing ya know. Next thing I knew, he had everything made up and met me at the airport with it. He said it was an "award," given to you on behalf of those we help. He also said that if I turned it down, since he presented the way he did it, that both he and his family would lose honor. So you see, I couldn't say no ..."

The next thing Ron knew, he was flat on his back with Kim lying on top of him peppering his face with kisses. In between the kisses, he said, "I know (kiss) that you (kiss) don't want (kiss) us taking anything."

She stopped long enough to say. "No. We don't want people thinking we're doing it for any reward. That would make us sound like Team Impossible was (kiss) before they (kiss) joined GJ. (kiss) People that really need our help, might not call."

"But Kim, I don't really see the any difference between a "reward" and an "award" in this case."

She stopped her kissing, she sat up and thought for a second, and then pointed to a framed medal that was hanging on their wall. It was the Presidential Medal of Freedom that Ron had received about a month after their high school graduation and the end of the Lowardian threat. He hadn't paid any attention to it till recently because he had thought that it had been a mistake for it to have been given to him. A lie that he thought he would have to live with.

"Ron, what did you do to receive that?"

Clearly not understanding why she would ask that question, he said, "You know why they gave it to me, Kim."

Taking his hand, she gently and quietly said, "That's not what I asked you Ron. I know why they gave it to you. I was there, remember? "For services rendered, to save and protect the human race against a hostile force bent on conquering the world for purposes unknown." That's what the president said. But we know differently, don't we."

After a pause, he finally said, "I did it to save you."

After she squeezed his hand, he continued. "I did it to save you from becoming a wall decoration the Lowardian's living room. I wasn't thinking about the human race or the world. I was only thinking about you." His eyes started watering as he finished his statement.

"I know that Ron, and believe me, I am very grateful. But in the process of doing one, you did the other and even though you didn't think about the other, it did happen. You did save the world that day, even if you didn't mean to. Call it a Ron-factor sort of thing."

After she let that sink in a little, she said, "This is just like that. You received this Pandaroo as an award, not because you saved that young man's life in order "to" receive it, which would have been a "reward," but because it was the right thing to do in the first place. I don't think you "could" do anything for any other reason now. Not since our graduation day."

Ron thought about what she'd said and then looked at her and carefully said to her, "You really want to keep it, don't you?"

"Oh God yes, Ron." she said in an excited rush. "But not so much for what it is but for the reason that you gave it to me and it shows that others think of you as a hero too, the same way I do."

"Okay. I'm glad you like it, but to be fair, I think you ought to open the other present before we take all night with this. There are other things to unwrap too."

"Alright, but only after you open my wedding gift to you. It may not be on the same scale as this, but I thought you'd like them."

Ripping open the carefully wrapped present that she handed him, he found several boxed collections of DVDs. One set was all the episodes from both seasons of the original TV series, The Fearless Ferret, along with commentary and interviews of the surviving original stars like Timothy North. "Wow!" Another set was the animated version of the show, Fearless Ferret - The Animated Series. The was also a full set of the other animated versions, The Fearless Ferret Adventures, The Fearless Ferret New Adventures and the last series that was made, The Fearless Ferret Beyond. All were signed by the voice actors, creators and writers.

He was almost bouncing up and down on the floor with excitement. It remindered her of what Nakasumi-san, of Nakasumi Toys once said of him. He was still filled with childlike wonder. After all that they had been through together, all the dangers they had faced, it was still Ron on the insides, her husband that could still get excited over an animated cartoon show.

After he calmed down and thanked her about a dozen times, he pushed the box over to her that he had stopped her from opening first. There was a large card on it but she set it as side as she started unwrapping it. When she was done, she sat there staring at a similar display case as the one Ron had given her only it was one and a half times as tall. She sat there unblinking with her mouth open. After a couple of minutes of silent staring with Ron watching her reactions, she reached for the card, opened it and read it.

"For a very long time, I thought that this was my most precious possession. Until you two came along last year and showed me what was truly precious. Love. Thanks to you two, I have found something truly valuable, the love of another person and as we find help for ourselves in each other, we also find it in others as your invitation to your wedding has shown us. The other parts of my collection have been sold to help cover some costs and to help the Yori Barkin Clinic get on its feet. This one I saved, to give to you. My way of saying thank you for showing us both what happiness is. Signed Dr Amelia Hall, soon to be Lady Fiske."

Kim looked back at the case and softly said, "Well, that was nice of them."

With disbelief in his voice, Ron said, "Kim. It's a flamingoat. The rarest of all cuddle buddies. The type they only made 10 of. The ultimate Cuddlebuddy collectors dream!"

"I know what it is Ron. I've seen one once before, remember?" she said in a very calm voice.

"But, I thought that you'd go nuts over it." he said clearly not understanding her reaction.

"You don't understand Ron. It's a nice piece, it's a wonderful piece, but it has no deep meaning. Amy has already moved on in her life. This was only a memory to her. Like the memories I have of those other pairs of shoes. Things that are well behind me now."

"Oh. (pause) Wait. (pause) What?"

"Never mind. Long story and not one for tonight. Do you want to know which Cuddlebuddy I love most?"

"Ah, yeah?" asked a now really confused Ron.

Moving over and taking his hand once again, she said, "The purple Pandaroo. The one that my parents bought for me because they loved their daughter and the one that my then boyfriend was able to save from being destroyed just before our house was demolished because he loved me." She finished by giving him a long and passionate kiss.

When they broke the kiss, he looked at her and said, "Then boyfriend?"

Smiling back at him, she said softly, "I've since traded up. My 'then boyfriend' is now my 'loving husband.'" She then gave him another kiss that was even more everything than the previous one was.

After this kiss ended, it took a few seconds for Ron's brain to re-engage so he could start to say. "Yeah, but..."

"Ron."

"Yeah?"

"Shut up."

This kiss, when it finally ended, left both of them breathing hard and trying to get their minds to think. It took most of a minute before either could form words. Kim was first when she said, "I think you might have been right earlier Ron. The rest of the presents can wait till tomorrow. We've got something else to take care of."

As his hands that had been hugging/rubbing the small of her back started to move lower to do the same to that area of her body, she pulled away from him with a slightly wicked smile on her face. "Ah ah ah. Before we can unwrap this present, it has to be wrapped up in a very special wrapping paper. Part of my bridal trousseau, my own wrapping paper just for you. It will take me a few minutes to put it on and get ready."

As Ron face started to fall, she gave him a quick kiss on his cheek as she said, "We don't want to rush this moment now do we? It will be our first time, (pause) as man and wife that is. So, why don't you watch a little bit of one of those DVDs while I get myself ready? I'll call you when its time."

Holding her hand as long as he could till only their finger tips were touching, he watched her get up to head upstairs where their bedroom was to change. After letting out a sigh, he reached out for the DVDs and stood up with a little bit of difficulty, and moved over to the TV.

Twenty five minute later, as Ron was sitting in a chair watching the outtakes from the original series, he felt something hit him in the back of the head. Turning, he heard someone running back up the stairs. When he looked at what had hit him, he saw that it was a light blue, lace bra. Hoping that she hadn't called and he'd missed her call, he stood up after turning off the TV and started up the stairs. Halfway up he found a pair of matching panties on the steps. He recognized them from when he removed her garter at the reception and she gave him a clear view of them. After feeling a slight rise in the air temperature, he continued up and at the top, he found a pair of nylons. Not pantyhose but a pair of thigh high nylons. The kind that she had been wearing. If this was her way of leaving him a trail, he liked it.

Yeah, he definitely felt hotter now than he had downstairs. Maybe it was just him he thought, just before he thought maybe it was him. Maybe it was him thinking about her, or him thinking about her thinking about him. Or maybe...

Finally he thought maybe he was just over thinking it.

"Wow! That's a first." he thought just before he entered the bedroom.

Upon first entering the room, he had to allow his eyes to adjust. The lights were turned off and the only illumination came from several candles burning on the dresser. Ron also noticed a fragrance in the room, strawberries. Just like Kim's shampoo.

He had kept a bottle of it when they were in college. When he got lonely or missed her, he would smell the shampoo. It wasn't the same thing but it had helped ease the pain. She had a special candle made up that smelled like a Nacho. When those would fail, a two hour phone call or calling in a favor so one could travel to meet the other would help a lot. But that was back in college. Time to be in the here and now.

There was a stereo duel CD system on the dresser with a "waves lapping on the beach" CD playing on it at a subdued volume. Kim was nowhere to be seen, but the adjoining bathroom door was closed and there was light coming from under the door.

Knocking lightly on the door, Kim answered in a sultry voice, "Just a minute, Ronnie. I need to make sure everything is still in place after my little run up the stairs. Why don't you take off your coat and stay a while?"

"Shouldn't I be the one to make sure everything's still in place?" he asked as he started to remove his tuxedo jacket.

"In a minute tiger."

After he removed his jacket, he turned to hang it on a chair and started to unbutton his vest, he heard the bathroom door open. Turning, there was Kim, backlit with what looked to be more candle light. She was wearing a dark lace baby doll outfit, looking transparent and opaque at the same time, a sheer robe with a couple of familiar patterns making up the opaque sections of the main outfit. The cups and front of her thong had the pattern of the symbol of Fearless Ferret hiding her most valuable assets. Looking up at her face with a smile on his, he noticed something else that made his smile falter. Kim looked like an angel with a halo of fiery red hair that went all the way down her back.

She had him cut her hair short less than a month ago, for various reasons that she'd explained later and had never said a thing about having any regrets after that. Was she having them now?

Seeing the question in his eyes, Kim said, "It was Monique's idea. She thought it would be better if I looked like the girl you first fell in love with back in high school. I told her she was wrong, that you'd prefer who I am now, but she double dog dared me to try it."

Slowly reaching out, he held her head in his hands and drew her into a kiss that slowly spead it's heat all the way down to her toes. Burying his face in her hair, he smelled it. It was a wig. He then softly whispered in her ear, "So far as what happens in our bedroom and any advice that she has for you, tell Monique to mind her own damn business. You were right. I'd much rather have the woman I love, now and forever. Besides, for you to look like the person I first fell in love with, you'd have to be wearing pigtail and holding a ball in your hands while telling me I was weird. How about taking it off? The wig I mean."

She smiled as she quickly removed the wig and said, "Sorry Ron. I just want everything to be perfect for both of us."

"We're together, how could it not be perfect?" he replied as he returned to the kiss, to return the heat that was in him that he got just from seeing her dressed like that, or undressed like that.

"Whose idea was the Fearless Ferret outfit?"

"Mine." she said with that look returning to her eyes. "I thought we might like to ferret out some fun."

"I'm a little surprised by something that didn't happen tonight though." she added.

"Oh? What's that?" he said into her neck as he was busy covering it in kisses from her ear down to her shoulder.

"Well, normally you have an issue with your pants when it comes to events like tonight and you haven't had one problem with them."

Breaking the embrace, he stepped back and finished removing his vest which revealed a pair of suspenders as well as a belt. "And they are both reinforced with titanium, just like the belt you gave me for our first half-iversary. No way I was going to have that problem today and embarrass you or anyone else."

Kim smiled and opening up her sheer robe, pulled it off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor.

The standards of titanium reinforced men's wearing accessories must not have been as high as Ron thought. The moment her robe hit the floor, the suspenders popped loose as did his belt. His pants were only a few seconds behind her robe.

The heat had been building in both of them, more than they had let on to the other. The time of hiding it was past. As Ron returned to kissing her neck, she pulled back her head to give him more access to it, silently urging him on as her hands started the trip up his back pulling him closer to her, merging their bodies. His own hands were making the same trip up and down her back to dip lower onto her prime bubble butt as her own mother had dubbed her a very long time ago.

As she literally ripped open his shirt, she pushed him back as they fell on the bed, neither losing their grip on the other. Just as all cognitive thoughts left their minds and they surrendered to the more primordial needs of the other...

The music changed.

Gone were the soft sounds of waves lapping against a beach and instead they now heard the sounds of a teen group singing about the joys of having a party on the potty. It was the Flippies and it was at coming at them at full volume.

Getting off the bed as fast as he could, Ron almost stumbled into the dresser as he tried to turn down the volume on the unfamiliar stereo system. The result was that the volume shot up to an even louder level, forcing Kim to now cover her ears.

"Ron!"

"I'm trying!" he yelled as he had already tried turning the system off to no avail. Finding the cord on the back of it, he followed it to the outlet and pulled it's plug. Still the ear splitting music continued. Ripping out the wires that went from the system to the speakers also had no effect. After he finally picked the system up and slammed it down on the floor, the music stopped as the lower CD tray opened up to reveal a homemade CD with some writing on it.

As he reached down to pick it up, Kim reached over and turned on a bedside light to let them read it. Ron read it to himself first and started to chuckle.

"What does it say?" she asked, more than a little perturbed at them having been interrupted in something they had been wanting.

"It says, "You know how we treat our sister and now you're a part of the family too. Finally. Welcome to the family. Shivaree!" And it is signed "J.+T."

"What in the hell is Shivaree?" she asked as her anger was starting to build at an alarming rate.

Not hearing the warning signs in her voice, he said, still chuckling to himself, "Your brothers must have been talking to another of my relatives. It's an old custom for newlyweds which basically gave people a free pass to harass the bride and groom free grata. They must have installed a pressure switch under the bed to switch the CDs after a timer ran out. They could have rigged the system to do what it did."

Ron looked back at his wife and then saw that she had reached a point well beyond her personal red limit line.

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Outside the house, as two young men were leaning on either sides of a tree in the yard, waiting for something to happen, a blood curdling scream sounded that scared sleeping birds into a sudden panic driven flight.

"TWEEBS!"

"Hicka bicka boo?" said one of them to the other as he held up his fist to the other.

"Hoosha, little brother. Hoosha." the other said as he fist bumped the first.

"Well, I think that our job here is done."

"Yeah. This will be a night they won't soon forget."

Just then, the front door to the house opened up and a figure came tearing out, still wearing her baby doll outfit but now wearing the sheer robe and some slippers as well. After passing a motion sensor on the porch, the yard lights came on with a spot light illuminating each of the trees.

Spotting them and still holding the CD, she started heading for them. They were about forty feet away.

"Come on Kim, give it up. You're not really dressed for chasing us and even if you did do that, we'd just split up and you'd never catch us both. We've got our own "mad running away from you" skills."

"Do you two have any idea what you just did?" she screamed at them, her fury still building.

"We've got some idea of what we interrupted." answered Jim.

"It's not like it was going to be a big secret. You two have been practicing up for it for a while now." added Tim.

She knew they were right about her not being dressed to chase them down. She also knew that they both had been able to avoid her catching them in the past, but she still needed to vent some of her anger and right now. Drawing back her arm to hurl the CD at them, knowing that it be a futile gesture and would only travel an erratic path of about half the distance before it fell to earth, she let it fly at them. But instead of a silvery plastic CD flying from her hand only to fall short of the target, a blue glowing disc flew out of her hand, as straight as a laser pointer and halfway imbedded itself in the tree exactly in between her two younger brothers.

Both of them stared at it as a sudden and unexpected panic started to build in them of their sister. Tim looked at the CD and then at Kim. Looking back to his older, by five minutes, brother, Tim asked, "What do we do now?"

Looking at the rage driven Kim, Jim looked back into his younger brother's face and said, "Run."

As they both head away from Kim as fast as they could, she yelled, "Come back here you two. I know where you live and I will find you, so get back here now!"

As they faded into the darkness, not paying any attention to her threats, only about getting away from her, Kim felt someone drape a tuxedo jacket over her shoulders, to keep her warm when her anger died down just as Ron came around her to pull it tight. He knew her anger wasn't at him, so he felt safe.

Looking at him for a brief moment, her face suddenly change to relaxed as she smiled at him and said, "Thanks. The outfit may look nice but it's not really good at keeping out the evening's chill. And thanks again for helping me with that CD. I think I may have actually scared them, something I haven't been able to do for a few years now."

"Yeah, about that." said Ron as he started rubbing the back of his neck trying to force a smile for her and they started walking. "I didn't do it."

"What do mean you didn't do it? Of course you did it. How else could I have thrown it that far and have it stick in a tree?"

"Well, I think you may have used your own Monkey Powers a little bit. You know, the ones you got from Monty Fiske when he decided he didn't want them."

A sudden look of understanding, followed by a look of joy appeared on her face as she said, "You mean I finally accessed them? I got a taste of it?"

Hesitantly he said, "I'd say you got more of a strong smell of them instead of a taste, but you did tap into them a little bit."

A look of fear suddenly flashed across her face then as she said, "Ron, I could have actually hurt them!"

"No." came his answer immediately. "No. They don't work like that. They are an extension of you, of who you are. The same way I could never hurt you with them, you could never hurt them. Scare the crap out of them maybe, but actually hurt them? That ain't a gonna happen. No. You did what you wanted to do. They're probably still running in that direction, while their car is parked over there." he said as he pointed off to their right. "They probably forgot they even had it here and just want to get away."

"We'll have to work on it, but you do know now that they are in you." he said as they stopped walking. "But I have an even more important question for you, do you want to try and finish our wedding night, or do you want to let your brother win?"

Noticing where he had decided to stop their little aimless walk, she said. "You're weird, but I love you." They were standing under their tree. The tree where they had first met. They had come full circle in their lives and were ready to start another round, together, side by side.

"I'd love to go back inside and let you get me warm again, as many times and for as long as you want."

After they kissed under their tree, they turned and headed back inside their home, arm in arm. Just before Ron opened the door for her to enter first, he said, "I think I want to make a quick phone call first. It will be quick, but I think I want a shot at your brothers too. Just my way of thanking them for their welcoming me in the family."

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