v. memory wipe

——

Freya was in the lab with Adam, Bree, Chase, and Leo playing cards. Last night, the Davenport's got caught sneaking in two hours past curfew and they are now grounded for three weeks.

Freya was with them last night, but her curfew is later than theirs, so she didn't get in trouble. Freya is allowed to come over to their house, but can't take them anyway or sneak them out. Freya didn't care, because she doesn't speak to anyone else or like anyone else.

However, Davenport is only allowing Freya over till 7 pm for the next three weeks. As if her friends needed to suffer anymore, Davenport added that as the cherry on top.

Cassandra is pretty carefree with her daughters. She trusts them to a certain extent. Juliet sometime does get home past curfew, but she doesn't smoke or do drugs so Cassandra lets it slide. And Freya doesn't hang out with anyone else. She's either at school or with the Davenport's.

"I hate being grounded. Is the three weeks over yet?" Adam complained.

"It hasn't even been a day," Bree told him and Adam threw his head back with a groan.

Freya sneakily stole one of Chase's cards when he wasn't looking and she grinned. It didn't take long for him to notice he was missing a card and looked at Freya.

"Give me my card back," Chase told her and Freya frowned, rolling her eyes.

"No fun," she pouted and put the card on the table.

Davenport ran in with excitement. "Guys! Guys! I did it! I finally did!"

"You finally graduated to big boy shoes?" Leo teased and Freya chuckled.

"That's funny, Leo. Like that will happen," Freya and Leo laughed as Davenport frowned.

"I can make you go home right now, Freya," Davenport threatened and Freya shrugged.

"And make me sit on the couch and do nothing?" Freya asked and gasped. "It's like I do that everyday!"

Davenport rolled his eyes before continuing. "I finally achieved something I have wanted to achieve my whole life. I won the presidential medal for scientific achievement."

Chase smiled. "That's great!"

"I think I got one of those for doing pull-ups in gym class," Adam mentioned.

"I don't think so," Davenport shook his head.

"Oh, yeah, you're right. It was pushups," Adam grinned.

"This is the highest honor a scientist can receive," Davenport told them. "My pictures gonna be plastered online and offline. If there's a line, my face is gonna be on it."

Freya frowned. "Those poor lines."

"What did you win it for?" Chase asked and grabbed Freya's wrist when she tried to take his card again. She rolled her eyes and took her hand back, putting her cards down.

Davenport pulled out a device with a red bulb on it. "My Neural Scrambler. The field of neurology."

"Huh?"

"The brain," Freya informed Adam and he nodded.

"Ohh!"

"How does it work?" Leo asked.

"It can erase specified time increments of neural associations in the cerebral cortex." Davenport explained.

"Huh?"

"The brain!" Chase and Freya told Adam.

"Ohh!" Adam smiled.

"Basically, it helps doctors erase bad memories," Davenport continued.

"That's cool. Does it erase all memories or can it just zero in on... that?" Bree gestured to her brothers and Freya chuckled.

Tasha ran in with a big smile. "Congrats, Donald! I got your text about the presidential award!" Davenport went over to her and kissed her cheek. "Gosh, this is so exciting! What a big break for us!"

Davenport gave her a confused look. "Us?"

"I was thinking..."

"Hey, where's my card?" Leo asked and Freya averted her eyes, looking at her own hands.

"Freya." The four teens sighed and Freya groaned, before handing them all their cards back that she stole.

"You're a great pickpocket," Bree said.

"Hey, it's not a skill I'm proud of." Freya defended before smiling and nudging Leo. "Yes it is! Who am i kidding!"

——

Adam, Bree, Leo, and Freya were upstairs, sitting around doing nothing. Freya could do this at home, but she didn't feel like being alone and decided to do nothing with people she liked.

"Has it been three weeks yet?" Adam asked.

Bree groaned. "Stop! I hate being grounded! I missing Stella Jordon's birthday party, and I so wanted to be there when she doesn't get a car!"

"Juliet is there. She will film her reaction," Freya assured Bree, who smiled.

"Yes! Tell Juliet thank you!"

Chase ran into the kitchen. "Guys! I have an idea!"

The four went over to Chase and he explained his idea. "We can use the Neural Scrambler to erase 24 hours of Mr. Davenport's memory."

Freya raised an eyebrow and let out a scoff. "Wait, sneaking in past curfew, disobeying authority..." Freya took another look at Chase. "Who are you and what have you done with Chase?"

Chase gave her a smug grin.

"No, I see where he's going with this," Adam said. "Mr. Davenport will forget he brought groceries yesterday, he'll go again today, and we'll have double the food!"

Freya gasped. "Noice!"

"Or." Chase said. "He'll totally forget he grounded us."

"Well see which one pans out," Adam shrugged.

"I like this new Chase," Freya grinned and Chase gave her a warm smile. "For now."

"Look, I think this is really risky if Davenport catches us, we will be grounded for life," Bree reasoned.

"But, if he doesn't, we'll never get grounded again," Chase remarked.

"Plus... double the groceries," Adam added.

"We will have so many cheese puffs!" Freya smiled.

"Wait, so we're just gonna zap the guy?" Leo asked.

"Don't worry, it's perfectly safe," Chase assured him.

"How do you know?" Bree asked Chase.

"Bree, please, I'm the smartest man in the world," Chase scoffed and Freya raised her eyebrow.

"You have no idea, do you?" Freya asked.

"Nope, just want to get out of the house," Chase admitted and Freya grinned as Chase set the time on the Scrambler. "Calibrating to 24 hours."

Chase ran over to Davenport, who was reading a book at his desk.

"Hey there, what you reading?"

Davenport looked up from his book. "Oh, uh, I'm almost finished with this biography on this guy who was born I guess the cousin of the Queen Of Spain-

"Fascinating!" Chase interrupted and zapped Davenport with the Neural Scrambler.

Davenport froze and blinked a few times in confusion. "That's weird. I just lost my train of thought."

Bree, Adam, Leo, and Freya ran over to them.

"Oh, uh, I just asked you if Freya and I can go to Stella Jordon's birthday party?" Bree asked and Freya smiled with a nod.

"Of course you can," Davenport replied.

Leo laughed. "Yes, it worked!"

The five cheered quietly as Davenport sat there with a confused smile.

"What worked?"

"We just zapped your brain with your thing and erased your memory."

Freya rubbed her forehead as Adam said this and sighed.

"Erased my memory?" Davenport asked in shock. "Have you guys been messing with my Neural Scrambler?"

"No!" Freya denied and grabbed the Neural Scrambler and nonchalantly set the time. "Set to 60 seconds..."

"That thing is not a toy Freya, I will call your-"

Freya zapped him and Davenport froze in confusion.

"That's weird. Lost my train of thought," Davenport said.

"Hey, um, can Chase and I go to the movies?" Leo asked.

"Of course you can," Davenport shrugged.

"Hey, I want to try this," Adam took the Neural Scramble from Freya.

"Try what?" Davenport asked.

"Mm, hummus!" Adam stuck his fingers in the hummus on Davenport's desk and ate it.

Davenport groaned. "Adam! Don't do that. Now no one can eat-"

Adam zapped Davenport with the Neural Scrambler. Davenport froze in confusion and looked the hummus.

"Oh, hummus!" Davenport picked up a carrot and dipped it in the hummus.

Leo and Freya laughed at this.

"And just like that, we're free," Chase said and the four ran off, except Leo.

"Later Big D, we're going to the movies." Leo told him.

"Okay, be back by 9," Davenport instructed and Leo nodded.

"Yeah, 9. Right." Leo chuckled and ran out the door.

Davenport looked at the book in front of him. "Oh. I've always wanted to read this!" He opened the book to page one. "Page one! Let's do this!"

——

~The Next Day~

Freya walked into the Davenport house and saw Adam, Bree, and Chase on couch. She sat next to Bree and Leo ran in frantically.

"Uh, guys, we have a problem!"

"What is it?" Freya asked and gasped, "is there no more bacon?!"

"ROCKET CHAIR!"

Davenport came flying into the room on a chair with rockets and zoomed past the kids into the wall. Freya winced at the crashing sound of glass and other objects.

"So, what's the problem?" Adam asked Leo.

——

The five kids watched as Davenport was spinning on his rocket chair.

"Leo, what is going on?" Bree asked.

"You know that Neural thing that we were all playing with?" Leo asked them.

"Yes," Chase said.

"I tried to erase 24 hours and I accidentally erased 24 years!" Leo replied in a panic, holding Neural Scrambler. "He's 15!"

Freya's eyes grew in shock as her eyes fell on Davenport

"Woo!" Davenport cheered as he stood up from the chair. "This place is sick!" Davenport began to feel nauseous. "Now I'm gonna be sick!"

He ran over to a plant and puked in it. Freya looked away in disgust and her body shivered.

"I hate vomit."

"I don't know why they gave him that presidential medal," Leo mentioned. "This thing is faulty!" He dropped the Neural Scrambler on the couch.

"The device is fine. You're the problem!" Chase pointed. "You Leo'd this up!"

"Don't you turn my name into the verb!" Leo protested and Freya chuckled.

"I'm gonna use that," Freya smiled and Leo glared at her.

Davenport ran over to the teens. "Okay! Who are you people? And how did I get here?"

"Look, I know this is a lot for you to take in, but your brain lost 24 years of its memory because of a device that you created," Chase explained to Davenport, taking his shoulder.

"Whoa!" Davenport gasped and looked at Chase's phone, picking it up. "What's that?"

"My phone." Chase informed.

"Whoa," Davenport gasped and stepped away to play with it.

"What are we gonna do? Mr. Davenport is the only person who knows how the Neural Scrambler works?" Chase asked in a panic.

"Guys, relax. Mr. Davenport can help us," Adam assured them.

"How?" Freya asked.

"Easy. We just have to wait 24 years," Adam replied and Freya rolled her eyes.

"Okay, look, we need to figure out how to get our father back," Bree told them and Chase's phone started to ring.

Davenport handed Chase his phone. "Hey, I think you got a phone call."

Chase took the phone and answered it. Doing so, it zapped him and Freya and Adam laughed.

"Burn!" Davenport laughed, "I'm a total tech whiz! I took that thing apart and rewired it! And turned it into a zapper!"

Davenport high fived Adam and Freya.

"That's not funny!" Chase protested.

"It kinda is," Freya chuckled and Chase hit her arm.

"Turn it back!" Chase exclaimed to Davenport.

"I'm sorry." Davenport apologized. "Just push '3' and it'll turn back to a regular phone."

Freya smirked as Chase did this and it zapped him. She let out laugh, thinking how crazy it is Chase fell for it again.

"Double burn!" Davenport cheered and sighed as Chase let go of the phone. "This one. Not to bright."

"Man, I like him this way," Adam chuckled and looked at Chase. "Can we keep him?"

"Adam, he's not a dog," Chase reasoned and Freya watched as Davenport picked up the peanut butter jar.

"Ohh! Peanut butter!" Davenport took a bite from the jar and Freya looked at Chase.

"You sure?" She asked, "pretty much is."

"We still can't keep him like this!" Chase protested.

"Yeah, when my mom finds out she married to an idiotic teenager-" Leo paused and thought about it for a second. "Okay, maybe she's prepared for that."

"Hey guys." Tasha walked out and Davenport looked at her.

"Hey, who's that? Your grandma?" Davenport asked and the five teens went up to him, motioning him to be quiet.

"What's going on?" Tasha asked, knowing something was up.

"Nothing much, nana. What's up with you?" Davenport shrugged and Freya hit his arm.

"What did you say, Donald?" Tasha asked.

"You know me? Who are you?" Davenport asked her.

Bree, Leo, and Freya let our exaggerated chuckles and went up to Tasha.

"He's kidding!" Bree laughed. "We're playing a game! And it's called uh... who are you?"

"And what I would like to know is..." Freya continued, touching Tasha's arm. "Who are you?"

"Yeah, mom," Leo added. "Who are you?"

Freyr and Bree folded their arms, raising their eyebrows with curiosity.

Tasha rolled her eyes. "A person with no patience for stupid games."

"Sarcasm," Leo frowned. "Let's add that to her list!"

Bree and Freya laughed with Leo and Adam, Chase and Davenport joined in. It was now a big awkward laugh.

Chase leaned toward Adam. "Quick! Get him out of here before we get busted!"

"Where do I take him?" Adam asked.

"I don't know! Just take him for a walk!" Chase suggested and Adam chuckled.

"Oh, he's totally a dog!"

Adam grabbed Davenport and pulled him away to the lab.

——

Freya, Chase, Leo, and Bree went down to the lab and stood there in shock as they saw the mess Davenport and Adam created. There were destroyed and rewired inventions all around the lab, which was a mess. Not to mention what was inside the capsules.

"Woah..." Freya gasped quietly. "Looks like my room."

"Guys, what are you doing? You're ruining your million-dollar technology!" Chase asked in horror.

"If by "ruining," you mean "making awesome." Davenport scoffed.

"Yeah. Unlike the other Davenport, this one invents cool stuff." Adam mentioned.

"Yeah-huh. Check this out." Davenport went over to the oxygen vacuum fire hose that was now rewired to be for grilling meat. "I took this useless thingy--"

"Useless? That's an oxygen vacuum fire hose. It was going to revolutionize firefighting." Chase explained.

"Well, now it's gonna revolutionize grilled meat."  Davenport chuckled.

"Kebab me, teen D!" Adam said.

Davenport presses a button that launches meat, landing them on Adam's kebab. Freya smiled.

"Woah!"

Adam takes a bite of the meat. "Mmm. See, I finally get science! This is saving lives!"

"This is why I like science!" Freya beamed.

"So is this!" Davenport presses button on remote and a machine claw turns on behind Chase. It lifts him up in the air by his underwear.

"Whoa! Hey!" Chase yelled and shrieked which made Freya laugh out loud.

"Why create an artificial arm when you can create a real-life wedgie machine?"

"Science!"

"Science!"

Davenport and Adam high fived and Freya cheered.

"Science!"

"Uh, what's in our capsules?" Bree asked, noticing the weird substances in their capsules

"Capsules? You mean, giant smoothie makers?" Davenport questioned and the four looked over
to see the capsules are filled to the brim with different colored smoothies.

"I finally get to use my gigantic straw!" Adam smiled and puts a giant straw in Chase's capsule and drank the smoothie.

"Hello? Can someone please get me down from here?" Chase asked, still dangling from the robot arm.

"But why?" Freya teased and Chase glared at her.

"Sorry. Just push that little button on the back." Davenport told Chase.

Chase pushed the button and got electrocuted. Freya started to laugh and high fives Davenport.

"Oh! Funny every time!" Davenport laughed.

Davenport presses the remote button and Chase falls to the floor. Freya chuckled at his fall.

"Having fun?" Freya joked and Chase climbed to his feet, frowning at her.

Tasha walks in. "What is going on? Donald, why aren't you dressed for the interview? We go live at five."

"Live at five? Live at five?! Dude, that totally rhymes!" Davenport chuckled.

"Wait, the interview's today?" Bree asked

"Yeah! I was hoping for national coverage, but get this-- We are going worldwide!" Tasha beamed.

"What?!" The five teens yelled.

"A rep from the White House is flying out to present you with the medal during the interview. We go live one-hour from now." Tasha explained with a giant smile.

Adam checks his phone and gasp. "That's one hour from now!"

"It's gonna be the highlight of my career." Tasha added feeling emotional.

Leo leaned to Bree. "It's definitely gonna go viral."

"I am gonna be on TV! Sweet! Kebab me!" Davenport pointed to Adam, who launches meat at Donald, but it misses and hits Tasha's hair. Tasha frowned as she got hit and looked at Adam with a glare.

"Science!" Adam yelled.

"Science!" Davenport yelled.

"Science!" Freya added with her hands up and Chase put them down, glaring at her.

——

Tasha was upstairs talking with the rep from the White House as Adam, Bree, Leo, and Freya were explaining to Davenport what he had to do.

"Okay, I know you have no idea what's going on but I need to you to get through this interview as if you were an adult," Leo explained doing a hand gesture that Davenport copied.

"Got it!" Davenport pointed. "Would you rather have a a British accent or a fake mustache? Cause I can do both!" Davenport put his finger above his lip and spoke in a fake British accent. "Hello! This is my finger. As a grownup who knows these kinds of things-"

"Guys! Guys!" Chase ran in, interrupting them. "I figured out how to get his memories back! See if we recalibrate the aperture-"

"Don't care! You're smart! Just do it!" Freya groaned.

Chase zapped Davenport with the Neural Scrambler and Davenport's face dropped to a serious one.

"Are you still 15 years old?" Leo asked.

"No."

The five sighed with relief and celebrated together.

"You did it! It worked!" Freya smiled and fist bumped Chase.

"Yes!"

"I'm this many!" Davenport spoke with a lisp, putting up four fingers.

Freya's smiled dropped at this and her eyes grew in shock.

"You're 4?" Bree asked him.

"4 and a half!" Davenport corrected, putting his fingers to her face.

"Oh, cool, I have a new little brother!" Adam laughed.

"Toys! It's toys!" Davenport got up and dug through the fake apples on the counter. He grabbed the big fake apple and tried to eat it. "Apple!"

"Fix this, nerd!" Freya grabbed Chase's shoulders. "Fix it!"

"Man, I totally Leo'd this up!" Chase sighed and Leo stood there gobsmacked as Chase ran down to the lab to fix it.

"We're live!" Tasha announced, walking to the couch. "In five, four, three, two.."

The teens pushed Davenport over to the couch as the broadcast started. Davenport stood up.

"I have to pee!"

Adam pushed him back down as the broadcast went live.

"Good evening! I'm Tasha Davenport!" Tasha greeted.

Davenport gasped. "That's my name!"

Tasha smiled. "Welcome to an exclusive interview with Mr. Donald Davenport winner of the Presidental Medal for Scientific Achievement."

"I also won a tee-ball trophy with a guy on it that goes like this!" Davenport struck a baseball pose and Freya snickered as Tasha pushed Davenport back on the couch.

"Right!" Tasha smiled forcefully. "We'll get to your childhood shortly.

"Now what many people would like to know is, how did you, uh..." Tasha trailed off due to Davenport staring right into the camera as he got closer to it. He started to make faces and weird noises with his mouth.

"Donald!" Tasha called and Davenport didn't listen.

"Is he alright? Or am I gonna have to scramble a couple of fight jets?" The White House Lady asked.

"Yes," Freya nodded and the three teens looked at her, motioning her to be quiet.

Tasha let out a forced laugh as she stood up. "He's fine! He rarely does interviews."

"What a surprise," The White House Lady remarked sarcastically.

"Sometimes when he gets nervous he just needs a kick-" Tasha kicked Davenport's leg and pulled him back the couch. "To get going."

Davenport began to cry and turned away from Tasha. "Ahhh!!! You're a meanie!"

"Stay on me! Stay on me!" Tasha smiled, moving away from Davenport. The camera followed. "Mr. Davenport began his career by tinkering in a small garage-"

Davenport threw a pillow at Tasha's face, interrupting her. Freya covered her mouth, trying to surpass her laughter.

The camera moved back to Davenport, who was laughing. "She said tinker!"

Tasha moved back into the shot. "Okay um... switching gears, why don't you show us some of your earlier technological creations?"

Tasha handed Davenport a device and he looked at Tasha. "Can I keep this?"

Davenport pressed a button and a giant laser blasted through the ceiling. The four teens ducked down and Davenport chuckled as Tasha sat there in horror.

"I'm sorry, I'll pay to have that fixed as soon as the tooth fairy comes cause I'm about to lose a whole tooth!" Davenport opened his mouth and grabbed his front teeth, wiggling it.

Tasha gave him an angry smile. "Oh, you're about to lose several!"

"Okay, I'm calling the president. He may want to withdraw the award," The White House Lady said and turned away to make the call.

"We've gotta stop this!" Bree told the boys and Freya.

"Adam, go behind that camera and take it out with your heat vision," Leo instructed Adam.

"No way! Baby Davenport is cracking me up!" Adam protested.

Freya looked at Davenport, who had put another of his inventions on his face. He was pretending to be a robot with it.

"I am evil cyborg Megatractoid!" Davenport spoke and moved like a robot.

"Fire! Eyes! Now!" Freya muttered to Adam, whacking his arm.

Adam sighed and used his heat vision on the camera. The camera exploded and fell over, stopping the broadcast.

"Great!" Tasha said and stood up, speaking into her com piece. "Cut to commercial!" She looked at the cameraman. "Go get another camera out of the van!" She turned to Davenport with anger. "What is wrong with you?!"

"No one raises their voice to Megatractoid!" Davenport replied still as a robot and imitated shooting lasers. "Pew! Pew!"

"Oh, I'm about to put Megatractoid down!" Tasha threatened and Davenport flinched, lowering the invention.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Leo interrupted with Bree, Adam, and Freya behind him. "Mom! Keep it together! Keep it together! Anchor lady face! Anchor lady face!"

Tasha put on a forced yet angry smile and kept her compose the best she could.

"We're gonna take a hard five!" Freya smiled. "We'll be right back!"

The four teens dragged Davenport down to the lab.

——

Adam, Bree, Leo, and Freya walked into the lab with Davenport.

Davenport gasped at the sight of the lab. "Am I in a spaceship?" He pointed to the capsules. "Are those space bathrooms?"

"Sometimes," Adam grinned and pushed Davenport toward Leo's desk.

Davenport grabbed Leo's action figures and began to ran around the room with them.

"Hey! Hey! Those are mine! Put those down!" Leo called, chasing him around the lab

Tasha marched into the lab, aggravated. "What is going on?! I want answers and do not lie to me! I'll know. Leo!"

Leo turned to her in fear, trying to get Davenport out of the capsules. "She'll know!"

"Okay, the Neural Scramble erased 33 years of Mr. Davenport's memory. However..." Chase paused and shrugged. "I think I can get it all back."

"You think?!" Tasha questioned and Chase pressed his lips together sheepishly. "That White House rep is walking out of here with that medal if we don't get it together. Now to mention I am blowing the biggest interview of my career! FIX DONALD! Leo!"

"Fix Donald!" Leo paused for a moment, before continuing to chase Davenport around the room.

Tasha left the lab after that.

"I got it. I reversed the Neural Scrambler by taking it apart and repurposing it. Just the same way that Mr. Davenport did with his inventions which means you'll all get to sit down tonight, cause I just saved your butts!" Chase explained with irritation and Freya frowned.

"You really made that pun?" She asked and Chase shrugged with a small grin.

"I worked hard I deserve it."

"Just do it!" Leo called from holding Davenport, who had his head in an Ultra Titainum container. The four ran over and Adam pulled him out of it.

"Echo! Echo! Echo. This is my new fort!" Davenport called from inside, his voice echoing.

"We got him!" Leo said and Adam turned Davenport around. Chase immediately zapped him and Davenport's face turned into a blank one.

"That's weird. I just lost my train of thought," Davenport frowned with confusion.

"How old are you?" Chase asked him.

"Old enough to know that you numskulls have Leo'd up lab!" Davenport exclaimed, walking by them.

"Okay, that stops now!" Leo ordered and Freya laughed, patting his arm.

"It's just getting started," she smiled and he frowned at her.

"Hey, we didn't make any of this mess," Bree protested. "It was all you!"

"Technically is was baby Davenport," Adam remarked.

"Well, technically, it was teen Davenport," Chase corrected.

Davenport stammered."Baby?! Teen?! Have you guys been messing with my Neural Scrambler?"

"Yes. Yes, we have." Leo confessed, stepping forward. "But, uh, in the end, Big D I think we learned a very valuable lesson. You were right. It is not easy raising teenager." Leo took his shoulders. "Are we good?"

"NO!" Davenport shouted and Leo moved back at his voice. "You are grounded forever! Freya, I'll be calling your mom."

"I expected that," Freya sighed.

"I got this," Adam said and stepped forward, taking the Neursl Scrambler. "Mr. Davenport, would you say you got angry about 30 seconds ago?"

"Oh, give me that!" Davenport snatched the Neural Scrambler back with frown.

——

Later, Davenport had received his award after some convincing from Tasha.

"Well, it was very nice meeting you," Tasha smiled at the White House Lady.

"Yes. And I... met you, too," she replied and walked out the door.

Tasha closed the door and turned Davenport with irritation.

"Well, I got my medal. You got your interview. I think it all worked out," Davenport smiled, holding his medal.

"It all worked out?" Tasha questioned, furiously. "My entire career was on the line! What were you thinking? I was on live tv interviewing a 4 year old man child! And if you ever jeopardize my career again-"

Davenport zapped Tasha with the Neural Scrambler. Tasha gasped and her face went blank for a few seconds.

"Wow, I forgot what I was saying," Tasha frowned with confusion before smiling. "I better go get ready for my interview!"

Tasha jogged upstairs and Davenport turned to the kids, who were sitting on the couch.

"It is so much more fun in this side of it!" Davenport chuckled and the kids smiled, laughing with him.

——

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