Dragon Ball/Z/GT Fan Fiction ❯ Legends ❯ Prom ( Chapter 1 )

LEGENDS

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Disclaimer: I don't own Dragon Ball, Dragon Ball Z, GT or any of the characters of the series Dragon Ball. The original plot is mine and some of the future characters.

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Chapter 1. Prom

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In 797 in Satan City, two years had passed since Goku left with Shenron. Pan and Bra are graduating High school. Pan is one year later of the programmed date because she left school for about one year searching for the black dragon balls. She had to re-validate classes to be accepted in the next year. Due to the age difference, Bra was graduating the same year as Pan.

 

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They really wanted to take a vacation, since now on they would go to college and wouldn't stop until it ends.

They would be graduating next week and would have to find a pretty and appropriate dress to wear at it, of course Bulma was ready to go and help them to find it, price or place wouldn't matter, this was once in a lifetime. She was her only daughter and her best-friend, besides she was a family friend and her god daughter.

Mr. Satan was preparing a long speech, but neither of them wanted him to step on the podium, it could be very embarrassing and Pan knew she would be ashamed of the stolen victory of her grandfather.

Bra was as beautiful as always, except higher and with longer legs and cleavage. Pan was taller but skinny as always, except for her extraordinary muscular tone. She wasn't wearing any longer her bandanna, she had stopped wearing it a year after Goku left; she was afraid of losing it because one day it slipped off her head and she didn't notice it, until it was too late to see it around, she had spent three hours trying to find the old bandanna.

 

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Bulma arrived to the Son's and knocked on the door.

Gohan opened the door and greet her with a big smile on his face "Hi Bulma, come on in"

Bulma hugged him "Thanks Gohan, how are you?"

"Fine, thanks" Gohan said wishing he had more time to talk with his friends.

"You look really tired, what are you doing?" She said walking into the living room.

Gohan took off his glasses and sighed, "Finishing my reports about those alien specimen genetic research files you had at C.C."

"Do you need any help? Hi Vi" She looked at him worriedly and then turn around to greet Videl with a big smile.

“No, thank you" Gohan replied shaking his head.

Videl approached Bulma smiling "Hi Bulma, are you ready to go find those prom dresses?"

"Sure I am!" Bulma said excitedly after giving a hug to her friend. Although the age difference they had managed to became friends, you can't just go and find some women married to a Saiyan and with half-breed offspring, can you?

"Girls, time's up, Bulma is waiting for you," shouted Videl looking upstairs.

Pan giggled and answered "okay mom! We are coming"

Bra picked up her purse and ran to the living room "Hi mom! I wasn't expecting you so early"

Bulma smiled knowing her daughter had been waiting to go to the mall and find those dresses all week "come on Bra, you know we are probably spending all day in our little search, hah hah hah"

 

The girls said good-bye to Gohan and Videl and climb on Bulma's air car, while Bulma was thinking, worried about their prom dates.

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Bulma was driving slowly to the mall, trying to find out who will be the date of her daughter and her daughter's friend. "So, tell me, do you have any cute dates yet? How many young handsome men had invited you two? Did you already accept an invitation? Do I know...?” Bulma was interrupted for her younger daughter.

"Momma wait! I can't answer all your questions at the same time," replied Bra frowning at her mother's display of interest in her personal life.

Pan just laughed looking at them "hah, hah, oops... Bulma... what would you said if I tell you we don't have any dates?"

Bulma almost crashed with a tree when she heard this last comment "WHAT? No one had invited you?"

Bra knew she shouldn't talk about this too much, her mother probably would be looking for any cute men for them "Sorry Mom, is just that guys at school seems so immature..."

"They're just a bunch of jerks..." Pan spat angrily.

"WHAT?!" Bulma shouted when she heard Pan cursing under her breath.

The girls had to block the disgusting screech of the voice of Bulma, closing their hands over their ears because their Saiyan hearing was making their heads spin.

"Sorry girls, I forgot about that... I mean, what do you mean by jerks? They must be blind idiots to not see your beauty, strength and intelligence," answered Bulma with a scowl on her face.

Bra looked at her mother out of the corner of her eye."Umm... Mom... we are in high school, remember? They are not interested in smart girls"

"Yeah... They just can possible think in one thing..." Pan trailed off knowing that they will understand what she meant by that.

"SEX" they all shout at the unison, laughing at the subject.

Bulma was trying to find a good prospect for her daughter “But what about that nice baseball player who was in your class?"

Bra rolled her eyes and explained, "He just wanted to hit and make a -home run-. I didn't let him"

Pan laughed at the memory of her friend screaming and punching the face of that boy, she even doubled over when she remembered Bra kicking him between his legs. “Yeah... we could say she fouled him... hah hah hah"

Bulma smiled at the thought thinking how proud Vegeta would be if he knew about his little daughter behavior. "Oooowww... and what about the blond guy who was sparring with you Pan?"

Pan rolled her eyes raising her hand to examine her fingers while she explained. "Same old story... I won and he ran away"

 

By the time they had reached the mall and stopped their little chat to go shopping. After five hours, they found what they wanted to wear, when their stomachs began to make protest noises they stopped by a fancy Italian restaurant and ordered their food.

 

While they were eating Bulma, who had finished earlier her food, started worrying about the same old subject: the dates. "Listen girls, you really need to accept prom dates and they have to be cute, the press is going to go after you"

"Yeah, I know that" Bra was trying to get out of the mall to avoid the subject; she knew what her mother would say next.

"You are one of the heirs of CC. and you...” Bulma pointed her finger at Pan, “Mr. Satan grand daughter..." She looked at them seeking for a hint that they had understood what she had said.

"Please don't remind me that" said Pan, trying to forget about her grandfather's shows in any event at school.

Bulma paled while she thought about the prom "Oh my god, you have just one week!!! What are we going to do?"

Pan tried to sound careless "It doesn't matter, we can go by ourselves, you know"

 

There was one thing about Bulma. She never stop when something was bothering her and the fact that her daughter would go alone to the prom was one of the things that she could qualified as -urgent- and pretty annoying.

 

Bulma raised her voice "There's no way you are going to do that!"

"As a matter of fact, I'd like to have a prom date," whispered Bra looking at the sky.

"Yes, so am I, but it's too late, cause all the respectful prospects are not available anymore" said Pan dreamily thinking in one man that was not exactly available for her.

Bulma's lips curved with an evilly smile. "Then... make them available"

Bra knew what her mother meant by that and look at her angrily "Mom!"

Pan tried to cover her blush raising her hand to clean an imaginary spot in her cheek. "You know Bulma; we can just pick another guy not from school"

Bra folded her arms and raised an eyebrow "And where do you think we are going to get some hut pretty nice guys to go with us to our prom in less than a week?"

Pan lowered her eyes and started giggling."mmmh... I don't know"

"Brilliant!" replied Bra annoyed at her friend fake attempts to be considering to find a cute date and shouted with a high pitched voice "Those hyenas from school are gonna make us live the most horrible night of our lives if we don't show with cute dates!"

"Maybe we can just ... shoot us and bury ourselves right now" Pan raised her hand and waved it across her neck.

"It's not like I'm not pretty enough... it's just that they are dumb!" Bra lifted her chin in a proudly attitude.

"Yes, they don't deserve us!! Hah hah" Pan said mockingly, trying to hide her worries.

Bulma didn't want to laugh but smiled at her "That wasn't funny Pan!"

Pan arched her eyebrows, angry at the thought of going alone to the prom "I mean we are stronger than any women in Earth, yes, even you Bra! We are saiyans; we don't have to mix with those weaklings"

"Pan" murmured Bulma as a warning, knowing perfectly well that the girls could hear her voice.

Pan turned her head, curious at the sudden change of voice of Bulma "Yes?"

Bulma grimaced and shouted, "Shut up!"

 

Bulma had heard that comment very often at her house, her prince used to say it every time he was referring to humans, and she knew that they all think about her as a weakling, a very intelligent one indeed, but weakling.

 

Pan realized she was hurting Bulma's feelings."Oops, sorry"

Bra knew she was not supposed to laugh but she could not help it when she noticed her friend's comment had sounded as one of her father's "You sounded like dad... I think you are spending so much time in the G.R. sparring with him"

Pan twisted the side of her mouth proudly "Not sparring... training, besides it's not that much Bra, you are overreacting."

Bulma had to cut off their chat "Girls ... back to the subject"

Bra turned her head and panicked "Oh yes Mom, you have to help us!"

Bulma knew sooner or later the girls will ask her for advice and she faked a surprised face "What?! Me? Why me?"

"Because you are a genius Bulma!” Pan raised her eyebrows “why don't you make us a pair of cute androids to be our dates?" She was now amused at the thought of how cute could be an android made especially for her... probably she would have to ask Bulma to made him blue eyed and with purple hair.

Bulma's mind immediately flew to the memories of 17 and 18, her gaze became serious "You are kidding, right?"

Bra's face lit up "Sure she is"

Pan laughed and told them jokingly "Hah hah hah, besides they would be the only ones who could survive to our jealous fathers"

Now Bra was getting upset "Why do you have to take everything so good? We are really stuck in this, but I have to admit you made a point there"

Pan sighed thinking about their possibilities "Ok... maybe I should just ask my uncle... but he's too old"

"He's not old! He looks almost like a teenager." Bra did not notice she had sounded almost as angry as Chichi used to.

Pan decided to tease her friend. "You could ask Trunks" She knew why her friend was so upset... she had attempted to call Goten old... and she chuckled thinking about her friend's feelings.

Bra raised and dropped her hands angrily, lifting her weight from one foot to another. “Forget it! I'm not going with my brother to my prom"

Pan smirked, amused at her friend's reaction "Better them that no body"

Bra stood there shaking her head "No! I won't make a foul of myself taking him there; everybody is going to laugh at me!"

Then, Bulma opened up her eyes and the girls saw a special shine in her blue eyes, like the shine she used to have when she had found the answer to a problem.

"No! What are you thinking of?" Pan looked at Bulma, with a terrified expression on her face.

"What are you up to, Mom?" said Bra not daring to think about the sometimes, odd ideas of her mother.

Suddenly every word said by the girls made the perfect plan, why don't change partners? Bra would go with Goten and Pan with Trunks. Goten could refuse to go with her niece but he was so much of a gentleman to say no to Bra, the same would happen with Trunks and Pan, except... it wasn't going to be easy, she has to think about everything, the girlfriend, the plans, work, but... maybe Vegeta could help her... at least she would have to try. She made an instant plan in her head. Alternatives: Vegeta -The couch or his help; Trunks-A lot of sparring, extra work hours, less money to spend; Goten- a really big and delicious meal and puppy eyes... She could always ask Chichi for help of course... and sure Gohan will agree.

She didn't tell her plan to the girls, she wasn't sure if they were going to like it. However, she told them not to worry about, they would have young stunning dates for their prom, and they wouldn't be relatives.

Pan and Bra had doubts and curiosity but they knew Bulma very well, she was a genius after all and with a remarkable good taste, she always makes the best options and always gets what she wants.

 

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The plan.

That night Bulma was waiting for Vegeta. When he showed, he took a bath, stepped out of the bathroom and sat on the bed. He noticed she was staring at him; she sat on their bed and started caressing him, smiling and looking at him straight at his eyes.

"What do you want woman? Spit it out" Vegeta knew she was planning something.

"Oh, Veggie, why you have to be suspicious at everything?" her voice softened, touching lightly his back.

"Because I know you woman" He turned around to face her. His smirk widening while he saw her blushing.

"Well, since you wanna talk..." she whispered getting close to him.

Vegeta drew his eyebrows together in a frown. "I didn't say that! You are the one who wants to talk. I don't wanna waste my time, what is it this time?"

"It's just that I'm worried about the girls" she tried to sound carefree and truly worried about the subject.

"What girls?" Vegeta shifted his weight uncomfortably, waiting for her to continue.

"Our girls Veggie! Don't pretend to forget about them" she murmured as she leaned forward to kiss his lips.

"We just have one girl, whose the other?" He said slightly suspicious, grabbing her shoulders to keep her in place.

Bulma laid down on her back and moistened her lips "You know who I'm talking about, Pan"

"mmm, kakarott brat's brat... I know that they can't be ill or hurt, so why would you be worried about?"

She leaned closer to him "It's gonna be their prom"

Vegeta just rolled his eyes and became desperate... "What?"

"They need to go to the prom with a date" She slapped herself mentally about that last comment, knowing her prince wouldn't be very happy about that word and its meaning.

"What?! No way! My princess is not gonna hangout with an earthling, weakling bastard cause if somebody has the guts to dare I'm going to shoot his damn life to another dimension and" He trailed off, showing his teeth in anger.

Bulma smoothed her voice grabbing his fist tenderly "So, you really want people at the prom to mock her and make fun of your princess?"

She knew very well what that comment would awake in him. She wasn't challenging him but she was trying to slap his pride.

"What?! Are you crazy woman? Why could I possibly be too damn insane to want that?" Vegeta yelled taking a grip on her hands and putting them away from him.

"Because it's what's going to happen if they go there without a date" she faked her voice adding sadness. Oh, how she loved this conversation, to make him do what she wanted was one of her favorite hobbies.

"mmm... why don't they go together then?" Vegeta knew what she was trying to do, but he decided to play her game just a little to find out what she was trying to do.

"They can't do that! They are gonna think they're not straight! And both are saiyans, they have their pride you know, we can't just let them think they're not worth it" She didn't expected him to answer that, now she was starting to feel nervous.

He could tell she was perturbed at the idea but decided to teased her more "Of course not! I'm beginning to think that your brain is being affected for that damn color of your hair, who would dare to think that? They don't deserve any of those jerks!” She smiled again "They wanted to go alone you know, but I... kind of convinced them to pick a worthy date"

Now he was really confused, she never admitted openly her plans and he was beginning to think she was insane "Are you crazy? Have you thought about un-encapsulating your brain lately? There's no one worthy in this planet"

"Yes I know, but it would be kind of embarrassing to see that EVERY girl got a date and they didn't... they're so picky, but that's not what they are going to think at school"

He clenched his teeth as he started speaking.” What are you suggesting woman? Are they gonna think they couldn't get any date? Stop this, you know you're playing with words and trying to mess with my brain... you-simply-can't-do-that... why don't you go straight to the point? You are annoying me and wasting my time"

"O.k. Pan wanted to take Goten to the prom and suggests Bra to take Trunks"

Vegeta smiled proudly "Excellent choice!”

"But Bra didn't want to"

"Why? It's much better to go with him than to any human," He sounded disgusted at the idea of his princess going out with a human.

"She said that everyone was going to think that she wasn't good enough to find a date for herself," She answered quietly.

"arrrggh, I'm tired of this! She is a beauty princess, a warrior, a Saiyan... she has your brain and my strength, I should just go and blast them, she can get whatever she wants"

Bulma was smiling. ("Now the final nudge") "A lot of guys invited her, but she declined them all, because she thought they weren't worthy enough"

The prince just smirked at that comment feeling very proud of his princess.

Bulma continued trying to look as innocent as she could "The problem is, that is too late to find someone worthy, not relative, who wouldn't try to take advantage of her"

At this, the prince clutched his fists and began to power up.

"Wait Vegeta!" Shouted Bulma. "The better prospects are already taken, and there's no way in hell my daughter is gonna pick a nasty boy or steal a date from another, she deserves better!"

"And what are you proposing? I know you; you have a plan, am I wrong? Are you trying to trap me or something? I already told you to go to the point". He blurted in annoyance.

"Listen, I know you want to keep an eye on her, and Gohan's probably thinking the same about Pan, why don't we change dates and we can have all in one? Goten keeps an eye on Bra and Trunks on Pan, they wouldn't be ashamed because they are not relatives, besides they are saiyans, worthy, strong and handsome, what do you think about it? Of course, probably Trunks or Goten wouldn't want to go to a high school dance" She trailed off hinting a challenge in her voice.

Vegeta blinked and close his fist powering a little "The spawn of Kakarott? With my daughter?"

"They are friends Vegeta, besides I don't think he wants to go... even if you would want him to go" Bulma smiled in her inside, she knew this was an open challenge to her prince.

Vegeta roared his answer "What?! What do you mean? Of course they'll go with them, better with them rather to damn weakling earthlings... no body says No to my princess or to my commands, you'll see"

Bulma kept playing her roll and asked him softly turning her eyes to look at him "Are you sure you can convince them?"

"Damn it Woman! Of course I'm sure, I don't even need to convince them, they'll do as I tell them to"

"O.K. if you want the things that way, I'll go to talk to Gohan tomorrow"

 

With these words, Bulma leaned and kissed the prince, with a victorious smile. Vegeta just smirked and returned the kiss, savoring his own victory.

While they were still kissing, he thought: ("hah hah hah and the woman thought I was trapped in her little game... there's no way I couldn't aloud my princess to go to that prom with a weakling. At least the spawn of Kakarott is better than they are, he can take care of her, but I would never admit this to the woman. Then let's make her happy tonight believing that she won this battle").

Definitely Bulma was happy and made him very happy too that night.

Next day Bulma went over to Chichi's and explained the whole situation to Chichi and Videl. They were more than happy to find a solution for their Pan. When Gohan came home, he found three determined women sitting in the kitchen. He wasn't sure that their plan was bright, but he didn't want to see his daughter with some unfamiliar boy at the prom, in fact, he wouldn't be allowed to stay at the dance, and the simple thought of some guy holding her and dancing with his daughter made him feel sick. At least, he knew Trunks very well, he was used to spar with Pan, it wouldn't be such a difference...

 

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The Chat.

Trunks was at a lost of words. He couldn't believe his parents could arrange him a date, a prom date! With Pan! He didn't mind for sure to do a little favor to his friend, he knew her since she was born but... put aside his own date to go to a high school prom? Besides, being threatened to spend three extra hours with his dad in the G.R. for a month? They were going to far... He could refuse of course, but what about Pan? He couldn't do that to her. At least... Goten was going too, as a bodyguard for sure... how could Gohan and his Dad allowed this? It was all his mother's master mind game?

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"Trunks Briefs here"

"Hey Bro! We need to talk" said Goten through the line.

"Hey, did your mother talk to you?" Trunks voice sounded nervous, he didn't want to be the first one to tell his friend about his mother's plan.

"yes... when and where?" Goten avoided the subject with that simple question.

Trunks put his fist under his chin and tightened his lips a little, thinking about the better option of the day "Mitsumi restaurant at lunch?"

"See you there at 2 o'clock bro, bye"

 

 

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At Mitsumi Restaurant.

They ordered and while they were waiting, they started to talk.

"What? Hah hah ha ha Who was the intellectual author of that crap?" Trunks knew his mother had been the brain behind the plan, but he asked anyway.

"Videl and your mom, my mom used the frying Pan"

Trunks voice rose in a deep laugh and he had to lean forward to avoid the curious look of the people around them "hah hah hah what a way to ask a favor!"

"I believe they're more savages than Vegeta hah hah"

Trunks composed himself and straightened in his chair "and Gohan?"

"I think he was going to be reserved as an additional threat," Goten said, choking with his food.

"We have to go for the girls, you know" Trunks said thoughtfully.

Goten stop eating for a moment thinking about everything they would have to do to make this possible "Yes, did you buy the corsage yet?"

"No, my mom got it for me, she knows the colors of Panny's dress, don't tell me you buy for yourself the corsage for Bra?"

Goten's smile widened and he looked up with a brilliant face "Yes!"

"Oh my god, she's gonna kill you"

Goten returned his attention to his food. "Why?"

Trunks curved his lips, a chuckle began his way up to his throat, "Are you pretending you don't know her?"

"No, I'm pretending you don't know your mom told me the right colors." Goten smirked and showed his famous grin, until a thought came over him. Realization hit him. "Hey! Why would Bra be wanting to kill me? Are you suggesting I don't have good taste? I can see the difference between pretty and ugly corsages!"

Trunks grinned sheepishly "Well, I could say that"

"Stop! I don't wanna hear your point of view, you can be so annoying"

After a long chat, they finished their food and headed to their own offices.

 

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Two days after at Capsule Corporation.

Bra look thoughtfully at Pan "My mom is up to something"

"I know, she's always behind the most strange facts"

"It's Thursday... she promised to find us a date... and we still don't have one, are we really going to that prom?” Bra was unsure about what to do, but she knew Pan would not be such a great help.

“Of course we are! With or without a date... I'm not a coward and neither are you"

Bra bit her lip lightly "Yes, but ... we could make a few phone calls, just to assure a date”

Bra raised her shoulders “it sounds good”

“Do you remember Kenzao?” asked Bra excitedly.

Pan frowned trying to remember "Who?"

“The guy from Nagakute-cho, the village in Aichi, dark hair, green eyes, muscular body, a computer engineer who was living in America”

Trunks was just coming from work when he heard voices at the dinning room, he sensed them and lowered his ki to surprise them, but he stopped dead in his feet as he heard them talk...

Pan smiled excitedly “Oh yes! How could I forget about him... he's hot, handsome"

Bra interrupted her grinning “Smart, Cute,"

“With a great body" Pan continued.

Bra interrupted her again, picturing in her mind the face of Kenzao "funny and caring"

"We must call him, he could be the perfect date"

Trunks couldn't avoid feeling a little jealous. Bra was his sister! And Pan... she was almost like that! And he thought to himself: "I can't let this happen; I understand now why Dad wanted us to be with them". He stepped into the living room smiling broadly.

Trunks interrupted their day dreaming "are you talking about me? Gee girls, thanks a lot but I'm not available"

Pan turned around panicked "TRUNKS!" Her face suddenly becoming redder, knowing he had heard their innocent comments about Kenzao...

Trunks smirked and grinned sarcastically. "At a lost of words, Panny dear?"

"Of course not! I'm Just astonished of your selfish, self confident been" spat angrily Pan turning around trying to hide her blushing face.

Bra interrupted their little argument "Are you insane? Why could I even imagine saying that kind of things of you?"

"Maybe because they are true...?" said Trunks more as a statement than a question

"You wish" trailed off Bra, turning around to brush her hair.

"Don't be mad at me... or ... maybe you had someone else in mind" he said teasing his sister.

Bra didn't want to know the answer, but she asked him anyway "What do you mean? Who?"

He surely knew about her crush on Goten but he knew also that she liked Kenzao "mmhh, I don't know, maybe Uub... or Kenzao... or Goten?"

Bra was speechless, how could he tell? Was she that obvious? "Shut up, don't say stupid things"

Trunks laughed and moved his hand to his ear faking he didn't hear her words "What? I didn't hear you, have you said stupid flings?"

Bra opened up her eyes in shock and throw a punch to his face "Arrggh, I'm gonna kill you"

Trunks moved really faster and avoiding her blow "Sorry sis... but you can't"

Pan had been watching their fight and she was mad at Trunks and she decided to seek revenge "But I do, and I'd be pleased to kill you... very slowly if you don't shut up"

Trunks laughs could be heard all over the place "Hah hah hah and may I ask, how are you planning to do that?"

"Don't challenge me Trunks... you're approaching a dead line" Pan said walking slowly.

"hah hah hah you wouldn't be worth it!" He said smirking, he knew Pan would react at this. "Besides, you know you have advantage because I can't hurt human week little daddy girls"

Bra looked at them with raised eyebrows, (“He surely knows how to push Pan...”)

"Oh, you arrogant bastard" Almost in a flash Pan appeared behind him and smacked his head with her fist, but he took a grip of her hand and smiled, he let her go walking slowly to his bedroom. Pan left with her gown and her rage boiling through her body.

"Oh shit! We forgot to call Kenzao... I'll have to remind Bra about it tomorrow" thought aloud Pan, landing at the front yard of her house.

 

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End of Chapter 1.

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"Normal Conversation"

(“ Thoughts”)

“SHOUTING”

Flash back memories

“...” Silence

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