Fox soon awoke in the Great Fox.

"WAIT. Was that a dream it still hurts." He thought.

"Hey, uhh sorry back there." Lance said.

"Holy damn it was real!" Fox mumbled.
"It's okay."

"Anyway I know this is a crappy time, but can my
friends and I join the team?" Lance asked.

"Crap! Really? NOW?" Fox thought.
"Fuck it he's gotta work hard."

"Okay." Fox told the Fencoid.

"Thank you Fox! We won't let you down!" Lance assured him.

"I'd hope." The vulpine soon quoted.

"Hey Fox!" Slippy shouted.

"Yeah Slip?" He said.

"I think we should go to Macbeth." The frog conversed.

"Okay." Fox responded.
"How's it going with you and Amanda?"

"If rainbowepicgood was a word that's what I'd say." Slippy told the vulpine.

"Rainbowepicgood? Never heard the term." Fox replied.

"I know." Slippy said barely audibly.
"What about you and Krystal?"

"She won the modeling competition." Fox said.
"Hey I knew she was beautiful."

"Krystal? Amanda?" Lance thought.
"Never heard of them."

"Hey ROB!" Lance whispered.

"Yes?" ROB said.

"Set a course for Macbeth."

"Yes Lance." ROB replied.

"Toby?" Lance called.

"Yea Lance?" He responded.

"Signal Bree." Lance ordered.

"Okay bro!" Toby replied as he saluted.

He went into her room. She was fast asleep and he
did not want to disturb her. And he went back.

"She's asleep." Toby told Lance.

"I see." Lance said.
"I'm sleepy too. Adios bro."

"Y-you're not... You know, right?" Toby frightenedly said.

"NO! No no no no no!" Lance said.

"Although I wanted to." He thought.
"Oh well."

"Have a good one." Toby commented.

Suddenly a red ship flew by. Then two more.

"I should tell Fox." Toby thought.

He walked over to Fox.

"I saw three red ships."

"Did they look like Arwings?" Fox asked.

"Yea..." Toby replied.

"Oh crap." Fox said.