[]25 years later[]

Franky The Pirate Fox's eyes shot open. He groans. Another dream? Its been 25 years. How is it possible? Gears and wrenches soon filled the air. He stretches.

He had drooled all pver his blueprints. True. There was a darker blue spot. He shakes his head to focus. Then soon a furry walks up,"Frank. The plans? The boys let you snooze, so lets not lose."

Franky looked down. The truth was, he wasn't finished with them. He grabs a pencil,"I'll get right on them." He holds his forehead, resting his elbow on the desk. Franky notice dhis watch and looked at the time. 3:00 in the afternoon.

He rubs his eyes as the furry groaned. The furry walked away. Then, one of his closest friends, Mitch, a white Rabbit with a grey mechanic hat and blue overalls, called out to the other guys,"Why don't we get to sleep in?" Franky rolls his eyes.

He turned back to his work.

"I gotta long day.."