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Before Dead Man's Chest made Jack/Elizabeth canon and further clarified the characters, I wrote a series of J/E stories beginning with Lost and Found, a 500 word summary of the premise. Almost all of the stories found here are set in that universe, and now I've written one more, for the [livejournal.com profile] je_challenge community (and it fits nicely into my [livejournal.com profile] 10_hurt_comfort table as well). I didn't know if anyone would have time to beta read at the last minute, so I sent it to [livejournal.com profile] hereswith, [livejournal.com profile] hendercats and [livejournal.com profile] choose2live, and amazingly they all found time to go over it. I am certain the story is much improved for their efforts and I thank them most sincerely.

The [livejournal.com profile] je_challenge prompts were...

~ Friendly Rival ~

"Elizabeth Swann?"

She knew that voice -- or the accent. She turned swiftly to face the man behind her. "Ned!"

Tall and well-knit, fair-haired and handsome as ever, the elegant gentleman grinned, looking her up and down. "I knew it was you -- though how I can't imagine! What on earth?"

Elizabeth laughed in delight. She'd been helping to supervise the offloading of the Pearl's latest haul, and knew quite well the picture she now presented was vastly different from the one he recalled.  "Remember how we used to play at pirates when you would come to visit?"

Her old friend's brow wrinkled, and his smile turned from delight to bemusement. His eyes lifted to the great black ship looming nigh them. "Elizabeth... you're a pirate?"

"Privateer, actually," said Jack, coolly, coming up beside her.

Elizabeth said to Jack, "You're the one with the Letter of Marque. I'm merely--"

"A highly esteemed member of the crew, aye. Are you going to introduce me?"

"Of course. Ned, this is Captain Jack Sparrow. Jack, the Honorable Edward Beaufort."

"Not precisely, my dear," said Ned. "I'm afraid father passed two years ago."

"Oh, I'm sorry Ned! He was a fine man."

"Among the finest, no denying that."

"So it is the Right Honorable Viscount Breen, then?" Elizabeth said grandly.

"Indeed." Ned held out his hand. "I am very happy to make your acquaintance, Captain Sparrow. I've heard a great deal about your exploits."

"Have you now?" Jack shook Ned's hand, his lips twitching against a smile.

"Yes. But I'd no idea you shipped female crewmembers. Elizabeth, does your father know about this?"

She laughed. "Well, he doesn't know all of what I do on the Pearl, but he knows I'm with Jack. It's a long story, Ned."

"I imagine it is. I would very much like to hear it. Do you still go into society? I'm having a dinner party tomorrow. I could use a swan and a sparrow to liven up the flock of silly geese that are invited. Business associates and their frumpish wives. Will you have pity and save me from an evening of unrelieved boredom? Although there will be dancing. My aunt insists, and as she is the hostess there's no gainsaying her."

"Your Aunt Eugenia? Is she still with you? And are you not married?"

"No, though Aunt has thrown enough young ladies my way to sink your Black Pearl there. Just not the right young lady. She will be vastly pleased to see you. Say you will come?"

"I'd love to. Only..." She had noticed Jack's frown. "Do you think it would be all right?" Elizabeth asked him. "I thought we were to stay several days."

Jack's expression lightened somewhat. "You'll have to wear a dress, lass. No getting around that."

"I'm still quite capable of dressing properly -- and we've a whole trunk of finery from that French ship we took. There are some beautiful things, and the latest fashions, too. I'm sure I can alter something to fit."

"Took a French ship?" Ned said, quizzically.

"It's what privateers do, if you'll recall," said Jack, pointedly.

"Er... so they do." Ned eyed Elizabeth. "Were you among the boarding party?"

"Yes, I was actually. Jack said I acquitted myself admirably."

"She's a devil with a sword." Jack bared his teeth in a wicked smile
, and Elizabeth wondered if it sprang from pride in his protégé or amusement at her friend's rather shocked expression.

"I've no doubt of it," said Ned, raising a brow. "It would seem, however, to be a more dangerous game than that we played as children."

"A little, perhaps," said Elizabeth, placatingly. "But Jack is famed for offering quarter if the victim will only see reason. And mostly they do."

"And those that don't?"

"They come 'round to it, in the end," said Jack. "Mostly."

"I see. Well, between the two of you it seems that my dinner party will be considerably enlivened. I shall send a coach for you. At sunset tomorrow?"

"Yes. We'll be ready." Elizabeth clasped Ned's proffered hand -- but he lifted her fingers to his lips briefly, then ran one of his own over a calloused edge and shook his head with a wry smile. She laughed. "Until tomorrow, Ned."

"Every hour will seem a year, dear heart."

Beside her, Jack sniffed.


"Don't you like him?"

Jack scowled, though she couldn't see. He was doing up the laces on a corset, of all the bloody things. But that dress she'd chosen from the swag wouldn't fit, otherwise. Mighty trim in the waist -- and too short, as well. But she'd got out her sewing things and spent half the day letting the hem down, so that was right, at least.

"I don't even know him, love. But if you like him, he can't be too bad."

"He's not bad at all," she asserted. "We had the greatest fun together, he, Will and I. He was very kind to Will, and he might not have been, you know."

"I know. A future viscount and a smith's apprentice? It's a wonder he deigned to notice him." Jack gave the laces a firm jerk.

"Oh! Not so tight!"

"You'll never fit that gown." But he loosened the corset, just a bit. "There, that's got it."

"Thank you."

Between them, they got the gown on and Jack fastened the line of pearl buttons down the back of it. It did fit. Beautifully.

"How do I look?"

She turned to face him, quite serious about the question, smoothing the heavy burgundy satin with reverent hands. Little fool. She had to know she looked a bloody goddess. His smile twisted. "You'll do."

She gave a slow smirk. "You like it."

He took a deep breath. "I like it. Ned'll like it too, I daresay. Come. Let's get your jewels on, and then I'll finish my own toilette. The coach'll be here soon."


Elizabeth enjoyed herself thoroughly that evening. It had been some time since she and Jack had had the opportunity to socialize with anyone who could be considered gentry and, though a great many of Ned's guests were tradesmen, they proved to be far more interesting and down-to-earth than Ned had implied. They were dressed with elegance, but to a man (and woman) they were agog at the fashionable opulence of Elizabeth and Jack's raiment -- as were Ned and his Aunt Eugenia.

"Elizabeth... and Captain Sparrow! You look... beautiful!" exclaimed Ned in greeting.

Jack bowed thanks, a light in his eye. Elizabeth embraced Ned's aunt. "It is so good to see you again, Lady Beaufort."

The lady returned the embrace, though she frowned and said petulantly, "Ned told me he'd seen you consorting with pirates down at the docks. Is this one of  'em, then?"

"It is. May I present Captain Jack Sparrow to you?"

Jack bowed over the gnarled hand. "The pleasure is mine, m'lady."

"Hmmph," m'lady snorted. "I can see you're a sly, cozening fellow. Come sit by me, then, and regale me with tales of your no doubt wildly exaggerated exploits. Dinner will be half an hour yet."

There was no polite way to deny their hostess -- not that Jack seemed loath to oblige. He escorted her to an elegant settee and soon had not only Aunt Eugenia but also a small crowd of the other guests enthralled, thus giving Ned the opportunity to converse more privately with Elizabeth for a time.

"I meant it, you know," Ned told her. "You look stunning in that dress. You should wear nothing but the finest, most elegant clothing, my dear. That men's gear I saw you in yesterday? Sacrilege!"

Elizabeth laughed. "How very onerous it would be to always dress like this. Do you know, I once fainted, fell from the ramparts at Fort Charles, and nearly drowned because of the tortuous nature of female undergarments? At a most vital moment!"

"Good God! Tell me about it."

She did, as succinctly and briefly as possible, and the story left Ned gaping. When she was through with her narrative, he raised his eyes to where Jack still held his audience enraptured. "I doubt the strangest of the good Captain's tales can hold a candle to that."

"Well, it's his tale as well."

"Yes. He saved your life."

"Several times."

"And you chose Will Turner over James Norrington! I suspected you would want to, but I never thought it would come to pass."

Elizabeth smiled sadly. "Will was everything to me. I know James had a great regard for me, but it was always Will."

Ned took her hand, the fine-boned hand of a lady, now strong and roughened with use, and gave it a sympathetic squeeze. "But now it is Captain Sparrow?"

She looked over at Jack, holding court, and the moment of renewed grief faded like a mist in the sun. She turned to Ned. "I always wanted to meet a pirate. Remember the stories?"

"I do," Ned admitted. "But the reality is a little... off center, shall we say?"

Elizabeth gave a grin of delight. "Oh, Ned! You have no idea!"


Dinner was served at last, and was well worth waiting for, replete as it was with fine victuals served in an elegant setting amongst amusing company. But in the midst of the third course, a message was brought to Jack.

"Damnation!" he said, under his breath.

"Captain Sparrow!" Aunt Eugenia said, with strong disapproval. "You will make me regret insisting upon your companionship at dinner."

"Pardon me French, ma'am. It seems I'll need to bid you adieu. There's been... an incident. Duty calls, an' all that." Jack glanced at Elizabeth, where she sat beside the Viscount. "Just Blackburn and Phillips again. You can stay... if you like."

"I'll see her back to the ship," said Ned. "Nothing too dreadful, I hope?"

"No. Mrs. Turner can tell you. I'll need to be off." He turned to Lady Beaufort. "It's been a rare pleasure, ma'am," he said, bowing with a smirk and a wink.

"So it has, you rogue," she replied. "Get on with you now. But come to me when next you visit the island. You may be a rogue, but I've not had such entertainment in an age."


Entertainment. Ha! That's one way to put it.

It was now three in the morning and there was still no sign of Elizabeth. Jack, who was singularly disinclined to seek his bed all by his onesie, stood leaning against the taffrail, eying the quiet dock and mostly empty harbor front with growing disapprobation.

Where the devil is she?

With Ned, obviously. Ned bloody Viscount Breen.

Jack frowned over his dislike of the annoyingly likable Ned. He seemed a good sort, for one of the gentry. Had a great regard for the young missy, that was certain. An old friend. A rich old friend. An unmarried rich old friend. Who would presently be needing an heir.


Jack was usually unperturbed by potential rivals. He had a great deal of confidence in his irresistibility, and, that failing, in his powers of persuasion. But there was something about this whole Viscount Breen affair -- no, not affair, business! -- that had Jack thoroughly thrown off his stride. He'd had an inkling of it when the fellow'd shown up at the dock, being all Epitome of English Manhood and Childhood Bosom Beau. But the whole dinner party experience -- the well-sprung carriage that'd taken them up into the hills, the fine estate with its well-proportioned and meticulously kept mansion, the warmth and conviviality of their welcome, the way old Ned's eyes had lit at the sight of Lizzie -- his Lizzie, dammit! -- had exacerbated Jack's mental discord to the extent that he'd made immediate plans to depart back to the ship as soon as possible, by hook or crook. Which had, of course, occurred, but without the most important element.

Damn Blackburn and his feud with the knife-happy Phillips. Served him right he was laid out in the surgeon's cabin. As for Phillips, now locked in the brig, Jack'd have the skin off his back soon as they'd put to sea again. Give him a couple of days to think about it first, too.

Lizzie wouldn't like that, of course.

Provided she was there to observe -- or retreat to the cabin, as was her usual way when such things had to be done.

Bloody hell. Where is she?


It was nearly four in the morning when Elizabeth finally returned to the Pearl. What a time she had had! But how good it was to be home once more. When she reached the deck, she turned to wave to Ned, who had escorted her right to the foot of the gangplank -- and had demanded a kiss. She'd given him one -- on the cheek. Which he'd accepted with a resigned chuckle.

"You really do love him."

"Yes. How did you guess?"

"You talked of him most of the evening."

"Not only him!"

"Your life with him, then. But I read between the lines. As it were."

She'd given a wry smile. "You were always quick that way."

"Yes. Quick, but never pirate enough for you."

The smile slipped. "Ned. Aunt Eugenia will find you the right lady. Some day."

"Some day." He chucked her under the chin. "Good night, my beautiful pirate."

She'd laughed, and turned away, running lightly up the gangplank.

She walked across the deck, toward the Great Cabin, but something made her look up and she saw Jack, standing by the rail of the quarterdeck. "You're awake!" she called softly, and hurried up the steps. "You've not been abed? Is Blackburn all right?"

"Knifed in the shoulder. Missed the lung, but Phillips'll have to pay. Not that Blackburn was innocent."

"How dreadful. But why are you up? Were you waiting for me?"


Elizabeth frowned at Jack's solemn look. "You were! Were you worried about me? There was no need!"

"You were gone a long while."

"There was dancing -- and a supper at midnight. Just like a ball in London! I wish you had been able to stay."

"Oh, I daresay you had a fine time with Ned."

"Well, yes, to be sure..."  Elizabeth stared, suddenly realizing what was amiss. "Jack! You're jealous!"

"Am not."

"You are!"



"You kissed him."

She almost choked. "On the cheek! Jack, he's an old friend. I knew him as a child! Will knew him. But... oh, you cannot think--"

"He's a well set up fellow," Jack said, trying not to pout and failing.

And Elizabeth had to laugh, and kiss him. He held himself stiffly for a moment, then gave in and pulled her close, kissing her back with increasing fervor. She hugged him, running her hands over his back, and into his hair, but finally drew her lips from his and said, "He is well set up, but he is not the man who's stolen my heart, and never will be."

Jack looked at her in the pale gray light of dawn. "He's a handsome phiz, and he's young. And he's rich."

Elizabeth just shook her head, trying not to smile at his absurdity.

Jack's lip quivered, resisting, too. "Hmm. Well. Stolen your heart, eh?"

Not a doubt of it! She grinned. "Pirate!" she said, and kissed him again.

So good to be home.


Date: 2006-10-15 06:04 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] elissali.livejournal.com
that was fun!

what time would you like to have dinner on saturday next weekend?

Date: 2006-10-15 01:49 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] geekmama.livejournal.com
I'll be in a panic over paperwork all day, so later rather than earlier, but I'm pretty open, other than that. Just let me know, OK?

Glad you enjoyed the story!

Date: 2006-10-15 06:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] one-lone-pirate.livejournal.com
This was adorable. Definitely put a smile on my face. Well done! XD

Date: 2006-10-15 01:50 pm (UTC)
ext_15536: Fuschias by Geek Mama (Default)
From: [identity profile] geekmama.livejournal.com
Thank you! If it made you smile, my work is complete. There's enough angst out there already. ;)

Date: 2006-10-15 10:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] farnathia.livejournal.com
I love your stories, all of them! You have such a wonderful imagination, jealous Jack ist soooo sweet. Thank you, this really made me smile!

Date: 2006-10-15 01:55 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] geekmama.livejournal.com
Thank you so much! And I'm very glad to have made you smile with this. It was a fun one to write, too.

Date: 2006-10-15 11:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silerswench.livejournal.com
Wonderful, made me want to read more. A great OC as well, very interesting.

Date: 2006-10-15 01:58 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] geekmama.livejournal.com
Love your icon, and your username is so clever!!

Thank you so much -- there's certainly more to read in this universe: I seem to have been awfully busy for the last two years. Glad you liked the OC, too. I tend to write a LOT of them, and it's always gratifying when readers enjoy them, too.

Date: 2006-10-15 11:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] artaxastra.livejournal.com
Oh lovely! I love the idea of Jack at the party, and Aunt Eugenia being much taken with him (and why shouldn't she be?)! I also love the bit with Jack lacing her up -- that gesture of intimacy speaks words about where their relationship is at that moment, and how much he trusts her. It's clear that he really does. And he's still jealous, even if he's not worried.

I enjoyed it so much!

Date: 2006-10-15 02:04 pm (UTC)
ext_15536: Fuschias by Geek Mama (Default)
From: [identity profile] geekmama.livejournal.com
he's still jealous, even if he's not worried.

Jack is just being silly here. Ned may be a paragon, but there's really no comparison with the deliciously unique CJS.

So happy you enjoyed Aunt Eugenia -- I did too. OC's are much fun to write (as you know! *G*)

And Jack at parties is also huge fun. He's so adaptable you can take him anywhere, really.

Thank you so much for reading and reviewing!

Date: 2006-10-15 03:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] yoiebear.livejournal.com
I love it!! I also like how you mentioned Will, so many writers just throw him away as if he never existed.

Date: 2006-10-15 04:19 pm (UTC)
ext_15536: Fuschias by Geek Mama (Will Swimming by ambayuun)
From: [identity profile] geekmama.livejournal.com
Well, it's obvious Will is very important to her, and that their relationship is a longstanding one. Can't really write him out of the story, particularly in this universe, which is sort of an alternate post-CotBP one.

I'm very happy you enjoyed this. Thank you so much for reading and commenting.

Date: 2006-10-15 03:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] whitemunin.livejournal.com
That was a fun read! A lovely view into a not-so-sure-of-himself Jack. As always he remains charismatic.

Date: 2006-10-15 04:24 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] geekmama.livejournal.com
Jack's just being silly here, although there are always those trust and abandonment issues to make things uncomfortable for him. Glad you enjoyed the story!

Date: 2006-10-15 03:55 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nelliedances.livejournal.com
Very much enjoyed reading it!

Date: 2006-10-15 04:24 pm (UTC)
ext_15536: Fuschias by Geek Mama (Default)
From: [identity profile] geekmama.livejournal.com
Thanks! Glad you liked it.

Date: 2006-10-15 04:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] jenthegypsy.livejournal.com
First, thank you for linking back to Lost and Found (one of my absolute favorites of yours) and its successors. What a lovely link to have for a rainy day. The new addition is wonderful, of course. To see the words "Before Dead Man's Chest made Jack/Elizabeth canon..." just thrills my heart; they are canon now - isn't life grand? Love jealous!Jack to pieces, and was greatly amused by this bit:

It was now three in the morning and there was still no sign of Elizabeth. Jack, who was singularly disinclined to seek his bed all by his onesie, stood leaning against the taffrail, eying the quiet dock and mostly empty harbor front with growing disapprobation.
Where the devil is she?
With Ned, obviously. Ned bloody Viscount Breen.
Jack frowned over his dislike of the annoyingly likable Ned. He seemed a good sort, for one of the gentry. Had a great regard for the young missy, that was certain. An old friend. A rich old friend. An unmarried rich old friend. Who would presently be needing an heir.

Few know the internal meanderings of Jack's twisty little mind as you do. It is always a great pleasure to go there with you!

Date: 2006-10-15 04:49 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] geekmama.livejournal.com
Hi, Jen! So happy you enjoyed this. Jack has a lot of self-confidence, which is a good thing as he gets into such horrendous situations. But I think he has real issues about trust and abandonment, which would preclude an entire smooth road to love if and when it appears on the horizon.

Thank you so much for reading and reviewing! Have a great Sunday. :)

Date: 2006-10-15 08:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] felaine.livejournal.com
How grand to revisit this 'verse and Jack and Lizzie as they are in it.

In character for them both, a couple of fun OCs and a likely scenario.

You never disappoint, GM.


Date: 2006-10-16 04:44 am (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] geekmama.livejournal.com
I think they are in character, if you discount the developments in DMC. I like that universe, but I like my made up one too. I'm very glad you enjoy these stories, Felaine. It's good to see you here.


Date: 2006-10-16 02:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] gott1172.livejournal.com
I just went back and read this whole J/E series...so you are one of the ones who started it all ;-)

It is so fun to (re-)read J/E before J/E became canon. I read a lot of POTC fanfiction, but somehow I really didn't look at J/E until about a year ago and didn't "ship" it until DMC. These stories are so wonderful, I am grinning from ear to ear!

Date: 2006-10-16 04:51 am (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] geekmama.livejournal.com
Wow, the whole thing! That's a bunch of stories. Of course, a lot of them are pretty short. I am very glad you enjoyed them, and this one, too. I saw the potential of J/E right away, on my first viewing of CotBP, but I didn't want to fool with the canon pairing so I wrote the Harry & the Pirate series instead, which pairs Jack with an OFC. But when I learned more about fanfiction conventions and read some of the beautiful J/E stories out there -- [livejournal.com profile] hereswith's, [livejournal.com profile] erinya's, and [livejournal.com profile] torn_eledhwen's stand out particularly -- I just had to try it myself. They just go together so nicely -- peas in a pod -- and Ted and Terry apparently thought so too, to some extent. It'll be interesting to see how it all shakes out in AWE.

Thanks for reading, and commenting!

Date: 2006-10-17 02:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ladydi75.livejournal.com
That was SO much fun... Poor, sweet, insecure Jack... I love how you have J/E in some kind of established relationship, unclearly defined (still Mrs. Turner, after all) and yet still are able to reconcile their undeniable affection with her once having loved Will. Beautiful!!

Date: 2006-10-17 03:13 am (UTC)
ext_15536: Fuschias by Geek Mama (Default)
From: [identity profile] geekmama.livejournal.com
I'm so glad you enjoyed it! This is part of that J/E universe I wrote so much of before Dead Man's Chest came along and made the characterizations seem slightly off. But I still think it works as a sequelish sort of thing to CotBP. E's relationship with Will was the center of the first movie's plot. Couldn't really just cast it aside. Besides, Elizabeth as a widow would be a much freer entity, and has that air of tragedy (though bravely hidden, and much assuaged by Jack's presence).

For all his confidence in himself and in fate, Jack has those trust issues that make him more human and interesting. He's really just being silly here, but the best of us are, sometimes.

Thanks so much for reading and commenting.

Date: 2006-10-18 09:47 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
Hello! Captain Tish here! I'm still getting the hang of LiveJournal. I don't have an account, so I'm commenting "anonymously." Hope that's okay.

I love this story. It is too cute. Love Lady Beaufort, by the way. Looking forward to you getting this whole Hurt/Comfort table filled up! Be sure to post them to fanfiction.net too!

I also like that you're still writing Lost and Found universe stories. Your way of getting Elizabeth and Jack together (after Will dies) seems quite realistic to me, because in both movies, despite her attraction to Jack, she really does seem to love Will, so I don't think she would just abandon him, as she does in some authors' stories.

Thanks for keeping me entertained at work today!

Date: 2006-10-25 02:31 pm (UTC)
ext_15536: Fuschias by Geek Mama (Default)
From: [identity profile] geekmama.livejournal.com
Hi, Captain! Sorry it took me so long to reply to this. RL has been problematic, of late. I'm very happy you enjoyed the story!

she really does seem to love Will, so I don't think she would just abandon him, as she does in some authors' stories.

Yes, I think their love/romance is central to the plot, so it doesn't make sense for her to abandon him. I like Will, and enjoy writing him -- I just like Jack more, so I usually write much more of him.

RL will (hopefully) be settling down a little in the near future and I can get back to writing h/c fics and maybe a holiday fic. I wanted to do a Halloween story, but just didn't get to it. Maybe something short over the weekend, though -- you never know. :) Thanks, as always, for reading and reviewing.

Date: 2007-10-19 04:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] reneeks.livejournal.com
The green-eyed monster. Rotten thing, it is. Oh Jack was so lovable in this!

He'd had an inkling of it when the fellow'd shown up at the dock, being all Epitome of English Manhood and Childhood Bosom Beau. -----Haha! This is exactly something I can picture Captain Jack would think or say!!

I love this immensely!!!

Date: 2007-10-21 12:01 am (UTC)
ext_15536: Fuschias by Geek Mama (J/E - by wapiti_baris)
From: [identity profile] geekmama.livejournal.com
Thank you!! So very happy you enjoyed this one. It's certainly fun to write this stuff, and it's great to know others enjoy it too. :D


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