That night, after everyone else had gone to bed, the fuchs met with a familiar raccoon with a red cape. "Do all our meetings have to be at midnight, Dylan?" the fuchs asked sleepily. "Yes, Fletcher, they do." Dylan responded. "*sigh* Du and your secrecy..." Fletcher sighed. "Nonetheless, let's get to the point." Dylan responded. "Anything to get me in bett asleep sooner.." Fletcher sagte glumly. Ignoring Fletcher's apathy, Dylan stated simply, "We need to Bewegen up the plans." "What?!" Fletcher exclaimed "We're nowhere near ready! Why would Du want to Bewegen the plans up?!" "Because of what Du saw today. It's going to happen eventually." Dylan stated calmly. "Well yeah but all the work..." "We were going to do it anyway. Now we just need to do it quicker." "I still think.." "Look Fletcher, I'll put it this way: Im moving up the plans, with oder without you. If Du help me, great, fine, and wonderful. If Du don't, that's allright too. Now are Du in?" Fletcher thought for a while, then grinned and said, "Im in." Dylan smiled. "What made Du change your mind?" he asked. "Two reasons." Fletcher replied. "First, I realized just how drastic, for Du and everyone, if this happened." "And the other reason?" Dylan inquired. Fletcher frowned. "Because Id have to put up with your complaining for the rest of my life." Dylan laughed. "Very true my friend. Very true."