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slipping-through-my-fingertips · 3 years

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mad woman

part of my folklore series

Summary: Kurt is concerned that Santana has lost her voice; Blaine helps her get it back.

Notes: I really feel that this song embodies Santana. I can’t explain it but it just reminds me so much of her. HAPPY 1 YEAR OF FOLKLORE!!!!!

AO3

Anytime he heard Santana singing in the shower, Kurt wondered why she gave up performing. Sure, she had the Spotlight Diner shifts but she was seldom a soloist. More likely, Santana opted to be backup vocals unless she was feuding with Rachel that day. It was like glee all over again. Her voice silenced or drowned out by the attention seekers. She didn’t fight for it as she had during her short-lived time as a member of the Treble Tones. Hell, she wasn’t into the music as much as Elliott and Dani were when One Tree Hill had been a quintet.

Kurt was worried about her. Though she’d deny it, Santana loved to sing. She needed glee just as much as the rest of them. The problem was since she moved to New York it was like she lost her voice.

He remembers feeling like that when he first arrived. Without NYADA, Kurt was another drop in the huge sea of city folk. No longer did he stand out for his bold fashion choices or being gay. Here, the things that once made him eccentric were just another thing people tried to ignore as they went about their days. No one in the city had time to pick on or compliment a newcomer from a small town in Ohio.

At first, Kurt liked it because the fear of being beaten for being himself had completely vanished within a few weeks of moving. That was all behind him. Way back in Lima. After a few months, the novelty wore off. He actually started to miss the stares from his classmates at McKinley High.

He hated to admit it but Rachel may have been right when she said they were similar. Sometimes, Kurt felt like Tinkerbell too. He needed applause to live. Craved the attention. Then, he got it at the Winter Showcase. Madame Tibideaux handed the limelight to him on a silver platter. The entirety of the NYADA staff got to hear him sing.

Of course, he could’ve thrown up because he was so nervous and completely unprepared. Yet, it had been exhilarating. That rush of being on stage with a captive audience. Combined with his attendance to NYADA being on the line, Kurt hadn’t felt this energized since he last saw Blaine in person.

None of that seemed to faze Santana Lopez.

Honestly, after pulling her into the band and having her quit, recommending the evening dance classes at NYADA, and taking her out to Callbacks on weekends, Kurt was out of ideas. She refused to get on stage. But he saw that small smile on her face when she hummed under her breath when she thought no one was listening. No matter how vehemently she denied it, she missed singing. So, Kurt called Blaine.

“I don’t know, Kurt, it’s kinda hard to help when I’m not seeing the situation for myself.” Blaine sighs, likely bummed he can’t solve this.

Kurt practically saw him pouting through the phone. Thank god, they weren’t on Skype. He hated seeing his boyfriend looking so defeated when he wasn’t there in person to kiss the top of his head.

Blaine had become the self-proclaimed advice-giver of the New Directions since he transferred.

He helped Mike Chang fix his relationship with Tina when they had a week-long fight about only eating at Asian restaurants on their date nights. Tina had been pissed. No simple apology was going to cut it. Blaine single-handedly compiled a list of Tina’s favorite places to eat and added a few of his personal favorite date night places.

When Finn would forget special dates and Rachel got fussy about how Finn never uses the couple calendars she made for them, Blaine stepped in and helped him set up a reminder alert on his phone.

And there was that whole fiasco about Miss Pillsbury not-so-subtly hinting that she wanted to get engaged. Blaine was able to straighten Mr. Schue out pretty quickly that day. For the life of him, that man didn’t understand why Miss Pillsbury was acting so weird.

“You don’t have to be so roundabout, you know?” Kurt told him.

“Huh.” Playing dumb, typical.

“Just come up to the city, Blaine,” he said. “I know you want to ask.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about, boyfriend of mine,” Blaine huffed. “I have zero ulterior motives while being completely unhelpful to your current predicament.”

“Uh-huh, I’m sure that’s the case. I’ll see you next week.”

“Unless Cooper can find an earlier flight!” Blaine exclaimed.

He had been using up the countless number of frequent flyer miles his older brother had racked up to make weekend trips to New York. After Cooper discovered their long-distance relationship (likely after one too many late-night calls from Blaine missing his boyfriend), he offered them to Blaine.

Blaine arrived the following Friday. McKinley had some teacher’s day so Blaine was able to hop on a morning flight. He was waiting in the loft when Kurt finished classes for the day.

“Okay, we’re going to Callbacks tonight,” Kurt said, removing his coat.

“Hello to you too,” Blaine replied, standing up from the sofa. “How are you, Blaine? How was the flight, Blaine? I missed you so much, Blaine.”

Kurt rolled his eyes and ignored his boyfriend.

“This isn’t about you, Blaine,” he said, “it’s about Santana.”

“Wow, Blaine, you look great! Aren’t those my yellow pants you’re borrowing?” Blaine crossed his arms.

“Hey!” Kurt exclaimed. “Those are my pants!”

“Yeah.” Blaine blushed. “I rolled them so they’d fit better.”

Kurt marched over to him and knocked him onto the couch. “You look hot in my clothes.”

“I look better out of them.”

Instead of verbally agreeing, Kurt unbuttoned his yellow pants. Blaine was quick to keep up removing his own shirt and attempting to pull off Kurt’s as well. However, Blaine was sitting on the couch and Kurt was kneeling between his legs. It was proving to be rather difficult a task.

“Kurt…” Blaine groaned, “come up here with me.”

“I can’t very well do what I want up there, Blaine.”

He sat up straighter. “Is this payment for not properly greeting me because I’ll take a blowjob over ‘how do you do’ any day?”

Kurt pressed his face into Blaine’s naked thigh. “So long as you aren’t accepting blowjobs from anyone but me.”

“No, I would…” Kurt licked around Blaine’s hip. “Never.”

Within seconds, Blaine’s head was fully tipped over the back of the couch and the only thing coming from his mouth were moans. He couldn’t even force the word ‘Kurt’ from his lips. When Kurt finally gave in and decided Blaine had received efficient teasing, he sucked at the tip until Blaine screamed his name.

They were quick to clean up their mess afterward, unsure of when the girls would be home. It was one thing to have sex in the living room, it was a whole other to get caught. Though, Kurt figured Rachel owned him after Brody paraded around naked for the few months they dated.

“Okay, now that we’ve defiled Santana’s bed, can we focus on helping her?”

“Step one, don’t tell her about this,” Blaine suggested.

Kurt slapped Blaine’s chest.

“Ow.”

“Be helpful. You said if you were in New York, you’d be able to help better. So do it.”

“FIne,” Blaine replied, “no Callbacks. I have a better idea.”

Turns out that idea was a speciality club night of Alternative Tunes.

“It’s open mic. There’s gonna be singers, poets, magicians, and I heard their harpist is opening tonight,” Blaine explained, as they waited in line.

“Is that why she brought your violin?” Rachel questioned.

“Yup!” Blaine held up his black case. “I haven’t played to an audience of more than one in a while.”

Kurt smiled at him. He loved when Blaine performed just for him almost as much as he enjoyed watching Blaine in front of an audience. Something about his face just lit up on stage. The same way Santana’s did in front of a microphone.

“As much as I love talking about violins…” She rolled her eyes, “is there alcohol at this place?” Santana asked, “because that’s like 90% the point of going out.”

“Yes, there’s alcohol,” Kurt confirmed.

He told Blaine they’d need at least two drinks into Santana before they brought up performing to her. Which proved true. After nursing two long island ice teas, Santana was finally talking to Blaine about being on stage. He hadn’t gone up yet and she was teasing him.

“Come on, you brought your own instrument and everything,” she said. “Give us a show and tell.”

With that, Blaine stood up and walked to the stage. No one was in line so he went right up after the juggler finished. He tapped the microphone and introduced himself.

“I’d like to dedicate this first one to my boyfriend.”

He mouthed an “I love you” towards Kurt, who blew a kiss back.

Then, he was lost in the strings. The next song he did was for Santana. Blaine didn’t announce it or anything but he watched her face when he could during the progression of the song. When he finished his set, Blaine thanked the audience. Kurt whistled and clapped, Rachel was jumping up and down while screaming for an encore, and when Blaine was back at the table Santana offered to buy him a drink.

Without Kurt even realizing it, the next performer on stage was Santana. Just her. She didn’t introduce herself as Blaine did, the piano music just started to play and then she was singing.

“What do you sing on your drive home?

Do you see my face in the neighbor's lawn?

Does she smile?

Or does she mouth, ‘Fuck you forever’?”

Kurt couldn’t say why exactly but the song suited her well. Santana was always one to command an audience when she soloed. Soft instrumental with harsher lyrics was always her style.

While Santana had the audience and Kurt captivated, Blaine bounced back over to their table. He had two drinks in his hand.

“For you,” he said, passing Kurt a mojito.

In return, Kurt pecked his check. He really was so lucky. Then, his full attention went back to the stage.

“Every time you call me crazy, I get more crazy

What about that?

And when you say I seem angry, I get more angry

And there's nothing like a mad woman

What a shame she went mad

No one likes a mad woman

You made her like that”

As Santana finished her song, Kurt and Rachel turned to Blaine, who was positively beaming. He’d done exactly what he had told Kurt he could do.

“How?” Rachel asked.

“I’m a smooth talker,” Blaine said with a smirk.

Kurt rolled his eyes.

If anything, his boyfriend was a clumsy mess. Romantic and adorable? Yes. Tripped over his words? Constantly.

“Come on, Blaine, give it up,” Kurt said.

“Magicians never reveal their secrets.”

Rachel huffed. She had a glint in her eyes suggesting she wasn’t giving up. Rachel rarely did when she really wanted something. Kurt had a theory that she could pester anyone enough to get what she wanted. Example A, a ticket to NYADA by tracking down the head of admissions and inviting her to Chicago to watch a show choir competition.

Before Kurt could tell Rachel to drop it, Santana returned. She had a new drink in her hand.

“Compliments of the lady in red,” she told them.

“Excellent song choice,” Kurt said.

“Blaine’s idea.” she shrugged, sipping her drink.

Blaine was still beaming.

“It’s perfect for her, isn’t it?” Blaine replied, “When I first heard it I knew I had to hear Santana do a cover of it.”

Santana winked at him from across the table.

“What is going on with you two?” Rachel asked. “The devil incarnate and the sun from teletubbies should not get along this well.”

Santana shrugged. “He’s besties with Britt.”

“It’s true.” Blaine nodded. “She even called us the Sunshine Twins.”

Kurt’s eyes drift to Blaine’s—his—yellow pants. “Yeah, that fits.”

#klaine #klaine fanfiction #klaine fanfic #my fics #folklore series

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garyclone · 7 years

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Pokemon Vault Boy?

Okay me and a few others in the VB Discord was talking about if VB was a pokemon and THIS is what we got: @sandwichknight: Alphdorable Irradiated mascot Pokémon Ht: 3'00"

Alphdorable is (almost) completely harmless. They like to go up to trainers and hug them, which makes them very good as comfort.

Trainers must also be aware to wear protective clothing while with Alphdorable, as they are slightly radioactive.

Me: What if the Evo line is human-like, but their appearance seems round and soft, even in its final form, and they still retain their softness, even after the final Evo where he’s just got a huge ass horn coming outta his head and leaking radiation everywhere. So like imagine Jigglypuff, but with longish arms and legs and there’s a visible neck and head separation. But their hands are kinda stumpy and squared-off along with its ‘feet’ which is pretty much it’s shoes but it’s entirely made of flesh and can’t be removed.

S: Betascot Radioactive Mascot Pokémon Ht: 4'07" Unlike its previous reserved form, Betascot are more social and energetic. Their Trainers are highly advised to wear better protection once Alphdorable evolves, as Betascot would emit more radiation than its previous form.

Trainers sometimes take Betascot with them on long journeys as a “companion”.

Me: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA A A A A A A A

S: Gammad Nuclear Mascot Pokémon Ht: 7'11"

Very unlike the behaviour of Alphdorable and Betascot, Gammad are absolutely violent and reckless. They tend to get into fights with almost anything, including their own Trainers if they are not careful.

@beta-gamma-delta: poor trainer might I add?

S: These Pokémon are well feared because of their behaviour and capabilities. However, experienced trainers have shown that they are not all reckless and rampaging. In fact, they are highly intelligent and caring. The reason this does not show is because it is subdued by Gammads own constant rage.

Me: What if Gammad still retains some of its cheery and kind behavior and wants to actually protect smaller, KINDER, Pokémon like Happiny and Cleffa, but they always get scared off or actually faint in his presence, and he gets so distraught and rampages, unless if it’s trainer calms it down quickly. They would also be a attention hog in fights, especially tag team fights, having a high critical-hit ratio to prove its ‘worth’ to its trainer, and would actually DEMOLISH the rival trainer’s pokemon. (Kinda like the Mega Evo Lucario in the anime that almost killed Pikachu) Also, trainers must be wary when adding new additions to their team, since they’ll feel like they’re getting replaced soon and would fight their trainer or the newly added pokemon, even if it’s another powerful pseudo-legendary or Legendary pokemon. It takes take for Gammad to get used to new team lay outs, especially if they’re not the starting pokemon. If it does manage to faint, it’s face is the only time you can see either fear or bliss on its face, just like Primeape.

S: The constant anger and violence is still never explained. Some presume that they are experiencing repeated pains in their body which triggers their anger. Gammad is also said to be quite relatable to Incineroar, except that Gammad is way more violent and brutal.

Me: Hypothetically if you place Gammad with another 'powerful’ pokemon, it’s unique ability 'Nuclear Rage’ would activate, causing instant poison damage upon any physical hit (Like Muk’s Poison Touch) AND would increase either AP or critical-hit ratios. It only activates if the rival pokemon has a type advantage, high level (50+), or any ability that can nullify Gammad’s stats, enraging him. It doesn’t activate if it’s a lower level pokemon or if it’s a base Evo, such as when people have unevolved pokemon on their teams holding evolite.

S: I can also see Gammad having Anger point as another ability as well. Maybe he also has an exclusive move as well? Maybe something to do with his horn, body, or radioactivity.

Me: His abilities would probably be Moody for both of its pre-evos, and it’s final Evo can have Anger Point, Poison Touch, or that fake one I made up. His exclusive move could be a physical poison move that involves his horn, piercing the enemy as he emits a toxic aura, and with the wound he makes, the 'poisonous’ aura would seep into the rival’s wound, poisoning them with a 100% guarantee (like how Will-o-Whisp has a 100% guarantee to burn) and having a hefty attack stat too.

S: Splenetic Stampede? Raging Rush?

Me: Radioactive stab? Venom horn?

S: Nuclear Horn can work.

Me: I feel like his horn would be like slanted, just like his hair curl seems to be in the illustrations, and the horn itself would be bright yellow and maybe a foot long or so. If anyone makes fun of how short it seems or tries to cut it off (like a slowpoke’s tail) Gammad would rampage for HOURS.

S: Maybe it glows green as he attacks with it?

Me: Maybe blue, since it’s acidic drool would resemble Nula Cola Quantum, and would make a more unified color palette.

S: Also, I imagine that once he stabs his foe, he would (try to) lift up his victim like a Rhino Beetle.

Ooh. I like it.

Me: YEEESSSSSS SS And he just screams and flexes its massive muscles and just TOSSES the rival pokemon away like a crumpled up piece of paper.

If Gammad does managed to get knocked out, when it’s healed, it’s been reported that the pokemon for awhile becomes consumed by shame and can actually get picked up on by smaller and weaker pokemon, and would revert almost to the personality of its first form, expect it is VERY depressed and is touch-repulsed. Even it’s tears are toxic, and the few owners of Gammad struggle to get it out of this emotional rut.

S: When Gammad wants to mark territory, it would mark or even impale things with its horn.

Me: VERY few Gammads exist in just one area, and if more than one meet, it’s a all out brawl to the death. You can tell areas that were once fighting grounds by seeing massive marks in the ground and if you use a Geiger counter, you can see how radioactive the area truly is. Rarely, some lower evos of Gammads can appear in these areas, but flee upon the sight of trainers or other powerful pokemon. If a Gammad wanders near a town or city, it is hunted down by local authorities and is caught in a high quality ultra ball, and is kept by the Nurses at the local pokemon center as a failsafe. Rarely Nurses would give them out to VERY established trainers or Champions, as a 'prize’ but they’re just really getting rid of this 'horrid’ pokemon.

S: It is very strange seeing a Gammad with the personality of a regular Alphdorable. They would become very shy all of a sudden and can resort to hiding behind their own Trainer. This can make some Trainers and even Pokémon laugh at such a powerful Pokémon becoming so afraid and frightened.

Me: If one manages to catch any of a Gammad’s pre evos, they MUST be a pro trainer and have a certain amount of badges, and must buy a hazmat suit. If it eventually evolves into Gammad, the trainer MUST report its existence to the authorities. The trainer can keep it, but must warn rivals if they fight, Gammad can critically hurt their pokemon. Along with its terrifying appearance and power, Gammad are known to be very fickle with their emotions, mostly being pissed off, but can get emotionally distraught under certain conditions. It is rare for a Gammad to be seen calm or happy, only if it wins a VERY easy match or its trainer is grooming/feeding it.

Some parts of Gammad and it’s Evo line are sought after, mainly it’s 'mask’, horn, and drool. The mask isn’t part of its body (like Mimikyu’s rag or Farfetch’d’s leek) but they get INSTANTLY SCARED if anyone tries to take it off, especially in its pre evos. Rumor has it if you take it off, it’s pre evos would suffer from shock and faint unless if the mask is returned. If it’s not, they WILL enter a coma like state and die. It’s suggested that they’re all disgusted by their true appearance, and very few people have seen their faces in each form. If a Gammad takes it’s melting mask off and reveals it’s face to its trainer, it is the ULTIMATE form of respect towards it’s trainer, since it won’t show it’s face to anything unless if it trusts them. The horn is pretty obvious, and is thought to be medicinal, or can be used as a fighting items such as the Stick or Bone Club. Removal of the horn from its mid or final Evo (the only ones with horns) would enrage it and VERY few horns make it on the market. Finally, the drool is only found in its final form, where the mask starts to melt away and reveal part of its face, mainly the lower jaw. The drool itself is radioactive and can be used as a unorthodox power source, and is coveted by evil organizations such as Team Galatic or Magma. Probably the most important thing is the MASK, since it just DESTROYS their character and they wouldn’t have a will to live.

G: this. this is beautifull

Me: If you see the face of Alphdorable, it’s just two beady black eyes and a constantly open mouth, hinting at a genetic deformity where all the species of this pokemon suffers from lock-jaw. It’s face in its Betascot form is the same, but with visible fangs piercing through its own skin if the mouth does close (which is VERY painful and hard to close) and a white pupil appears on its black eyes. Gammad’s face is the most drastic, with a parasitic-like mouth, with jagged teeth pointing in each direction, but it’s mouth can close with better ease. It’s eyes are now constantly leaking the blue radioactive material, and can be considered to be it’s constant tears. It’s jaw seems to be split open however, and it can be seen from its side profile, even with the mask on. The white pupil appears to changed into a radioactive-symbol-like shape, but it’s debated if he pupil actually split up into smaller pupils like some sort of bug or deep-sea fish. Gammads will panic if one tries to remove its melting mask, and it’s the only time where they can be seen to be totally consumed by fear and would bawl for DAYS if the mask is removed. After that, they WILL rampage if the mask isn’t returned, and will die from a heart attack (like Primeape) if they’re in a manic state for too long. The mask itself changes upon each evolution, with its base form being the most human like (AKA most like VB) After the second Evo, the eyes would have a small crack in the mask, and the coloration of the mask will fade a bit. In its final Evo, the plastic is starting to melt, and a huge chunk of the mask is cracked open, slightly revealing either the left or right eye and the mouth. The lower part of the mask where the mouth is, is either burnt or in a goopy melted state. If a Gammad feels like it’s getting 'stared at’ for too long, it will strike at what it’s making it uncomfortable, since they seem to be concerned about its appearance. Gammads seem to miss their 'cuter’ form, in their pursuit of achieving power, a more impressive horn and larger muscles/height.

I feel like the pokemon’s skin tone would just be solid blue, with yellow markings where the stripes should be, along with black 'feet’, but as Gammad, the blue coloration around the arms disappear and appears pale white (like if the sleeves got ripped off.)

@emnide: im thinkin like okay sorry i was rereading everything maybe this has been said before but i feel like theyd be used in marketing and advertisments like how tigers are used on animal crackers yknow people probably promote gammas as “these guys r friendly dont worry” but theyre just sugarcoating the creature’s behavior i wonder how the body structure is like for the gammad. on all fours like a gorilla or smth? idk im thinkin of nrvb now okay now im getting some ridiculous ideas bear with me what if the alphadorables and betascots had regular nuka-colas for spit/blood/etc? but its not very prominent and i bet some people have tried to put em into zoos but then they evolved and caused a ton of trouble so maybe even the smaller pre-evos would be avoided in fear that it would evolve and turn into a gammad and then theyre all sad but hey theyve got eachother what if they were crafted as well? ( this mightve already been said but i havent read through the beginning part i apologize ) like how super mutants were created with the FEV, the lil radioactive pals mightve been a way to showcase a company after tinkering with but instead turned into well. radioactive pals cronch cronch gammad shaped crackers

G: immagine a small girl adopting an alphadorables

E: oh man dude what if they evolve and she gets killed and like their reputation is ruined because it circulated the news

G: maybe she only get hurt very badly, no Need to be that tragic

E: so like they used to be loved and stuff but incidents of what they become make people shun em time to be tragic

G: poor gurl and poor boi

Me: I REALLY like the idea of them being man-made like Ditto and Porygon

E: i live by drinking the blood of vault boy

Me: Shit fam same

E: and nice to do! to elaborate on that idea, the creators perhaps wanted to make a mascot for their company. be like “hey guys check out this cool pokemon!!!! buy our nuclear generators!!!!!!!!” then they either escaped, got out of hand, and developed to become more powerful and have more forms or just released in belief that nothingll happen

Me: But their faces were kinda eerie so that’s why they forced them to wear masks, up to the point that they think they’re disgusting if they loose their mask, and get into a panicking state.

E: holy shit yes

Me: Oh and Gammads would be bipedal, but since they’re so massive and have huge fists, they could go on all fours but rarely do, since they feel more monstrous when pokemon or trainers stare at them when they do it.

E: oo okay i see sounds real cool

Me: The pre evos are incredibly rare in the wild and mostly can be found in abandoned buildings with other Poison or Ghost type. They’re highly coveted in just their BASE form, if it’s the middle or final evolution, they’re shunned and hide in caves in the mountains or woods.

E: what if gammads were like nukalurks like they evolve by sittin in abandoned nuka quantum factories ( if the company exists in this world )

Me: YES!!! Just like Magnezone, Leafeon, and other area-induced evolutions. You need to take the middle evolution to their 'source’, a abandoned lab hidden in the middle of a forest and take them to the most irradiated area, and they’ll evolve. However many have forgotten about their true home and that’s why so few Gammads can be found in the wild.

E: are first evos super adorable or a lil bit off or absolutely horrifying

Me: Super cute, but wears a mask all the time.

E: i wonder if anyones drawn on a mask before

Me: Their body looks kinda like Machop mixed with Jigglypuff, so they’ll look human like but are soft and round around the natural edges like elbows and fingers. If you draw on their mask in any evolution, they’ll just panic and run off crying, and can been seen frantically trying to scrub any 'imperfection’ on their mask, even if the mask is damaged, usually when they’re a Gammad.

S: I was thinking that his back would be kind of spiked. Or small parts of his body would be coloured like Uranium.

Me: NICE If you touch his spine where you can see it poking through the skin, Gammads would panic since it’s really their only weak spot. Plus would they have hair? Or just the horn when it develops in its mid evo.

S: Hmm. Can be a yes and no. I’ll say that the hair can develop. But what if it hardens over time?

Me: Like it just becomes like a hunk of Uranium and just looks sculpted, and where the hair curl should be is where the horn grows over time/enlarged drastically with the final evo.

S: I would say that his hair would be in the shade of yellow. And maybe quite gem-like?

Me: Like it’s barely different from the horn itself, and can be confused for being the same genetic material. What color should their face be? I was thinking either blue like the body’s 'suit’ or a ghastly pale white, and the white coloration appears on it’s arms and hands, especially in it’s final form, to pretty much hint at that the 'sleeves’ got ripped off upon evolution.

S: Pale white for the face?

Me: Maybe? Underneath the mask, and the blue coloration on its body would stop at the yellow stripe around the neck, and then it’ll be pale white. The hands could also be that color, or just blue.

S: I had a little idea, just like the “Uranium spine spikes”, maybe they would also appear on other parts of the body? There would be patches of grey and blue (maybe green as well) where the spikes are developing.

Me: I gotta admit that sounds fucking rad.

#vault boy #caps #SORRY THAT THIS IS SO LONG

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