The next morning, Noah rested against the side of the wall when he heard the window open. He looked at it being lifted up and in popped Skip's head, smiling.

Noah turned his face to the wall.

"Come on, Noah," said Skips. "Don't be like this."

"I thought you were my friend," said Noah, hurt. "Why did you say the things you steal were make of magic? You and Alex almost got me put in jail and now you lot kidnapped me back. I loved that rabbit and fox like my own parents even when they were trying to find my own. Now you guys have burned the files they trusted me with. They'll think I stole them off them!"

"I took advantage for your age," said Skips guiltily. "And I'm really sorry. Really. I found it a laughing matter but when you took the heat for what me and Alex did, I was so guilty I wish was me in those handcuffs and cop car."

"Prove your sorry then!"

Skips sighed. "Perhaps, you should confess to Mr. Fury that you are ready to be one of them, then you can come with me one day and you can go straight back there."

Noah's ears perked up.

"You mean it?"

"I want to make up for what I've put you through."

Noah turned to him and smiled. "Okay. I forgive you."

"Thanks," said Skips smiling but still obviously upset for what he did. "I tried to stop Alex from telling them where you were but he knocked me out."

"We can only trust each other now," said Noah.

"Patsy too," Skips pointed out. "They forced her to. She wanted you to live your new life."

Noah felt a pang of guilt from hearing this. He hoped one day he will see her again and apologise for accusing her of betrayal.

"So you've found him," said Shards as he entered the house.

"Thanks to Patsy's persuasion," chuckled Fury. "Five-year-olds will trust anyone."

"I have a proposal for you," said Shards. "May we speak privately?"

The two foxes entered a backroom.

"I want Noah to leave the Earth."

"Really?" said Fury, shocked. "What harm can a single kit do?"

"A lot which is rather personal," explained Shards.

"Wouldn't you prefer to take your sunglasses off? It's pretty abnormal."

"EVERYONE!" began Shard in a sound of thunder pointing a flick knife at Fury's neck, "has a trademark. Even if it means hiding something."

"Understood," gulped Fury.

Shards smiled and put the knife away.

"I understand you are a family of thieves?"

"That we are, my dear. That we are. As a matter of fact, our alumni pickpocket Brent Stripes, along with his other friends are on their way soon to rob somewhere outside Zootopia."

"And what might that place be?"

"Bunny Burrows," replied Fury. "Fat, uninteresting little rabbits with boring vegetables but they gain so much success. Their assistant holds their keys and money by some Fox who works for a bakery. Gilford? Gilbert? Gideon, that it! Gideon! Gideon Grey is a fox who works for rabbits. It's wonder they don't think he's a savage. If only, that way the burglary would be easy."

"False hope is not the answer to my desire," said Shards. "Judging by the last name of Brent Stripes, he's a tiger? Well, tell him this. I would like this young cub to be involved, so should anything happen to him, his inheritance will be mine. And I shall pay you handsomely."

"Pay?" said Fury interested. "And what do you mean inheritance?"

"Noah Sly is my nephew. Son of my presumably late sister. If he is to be deceased, I shall claim his inheritance. The reward will be handsome as I said."

"Indeed I shall accept, Shards," smiled Fury. "It's for the best seeing as you mention it. It may just be a mater of time before he finds a chance to tell the cops on us."

"And do you happen to know where he was born?"

"Mudway's Orphanage he told us," said Fury.

"I'll go there at once," said Shards. "Who knows if there might be any evidence left to clear up. Good day, Mr. Fury."

He left the room and out the door.

Fury walked up to the locked room, unlaced and saw the muzzled fox cub with Skips.

"How did you get in here?!" he demanded to the rabbit. "You were forbidden to speak to him."

"He's seen the error of his ways," said Skips. "He wants to prove his worth."

Fury looked at Noah in interest.

"Is that so, my dear?"

Noah nodded desperately.

"Well, we have just the opportunity. Mr. Stripes will require assistance tonight. You are just the right size for a little robbery we have been intending for some time."

"Can't I come with him?" said Skips.

"Certainly not," said Fury. "This must be considered like an exam. We want a prodigy unlike the other lads."