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Getting closer now — in a fit of frustration yesterday, I typed out the (un)official end to the fic-that-never-ends:

AND THEN THEY ALL HUGGED. LOTS OF HUGGING. LEIA KNEW ALL ALONG. FINN THINKS IT IS ALL JUST SUPER. POE THINKS THESE CRAZY KIDS WILL AT LEAST MAKE HIM LOOK LIKE THE REASONABLE ONE WHEN THEY HAVE TO GIVE REPORTS TO THE GENERAL FROM NOW ON.

THE END

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