Thursday January 4th, 1900

To the honorable and sacred king, Agnaclus,

	This telegram has been sent out from the unofficial capital of Aquarious. I am Dallas Fiton, the General of the Aquarions. I wish to meet in person, January 6th, for a diplomatic meeting involving a discussion about trade routes, aid for my economy, and of course, a discussion about the Great Human Alliance. I, personally, don't agree with everything you have put forth, but my people- and my wife- are pushing me to at least take it into consideration. I also wish to present an interesting opportunity. Let's just put it this way, I can aid you with your technology problems, but I expect something in return.

									Sincerely, Dallas Finton

*Second letter, sent along side the first*

Dear Agnaclus,

	I know my insufferable husband is sending you a telegram, and I am begging you to accept his offer. Our people are poor, and are thinking about rebelling without outside influence. If another country tries to stage a coup here, say Antenland, they would easily succeed. I have a feeling that would be against your current goals... and the Great Human Alliance. If we just get some financial aid, our people will settle down- and hopefully prevent Antenland from gaining an advantage against us. Our people are itching for war. We will pledge an alliance with you, against any country or power, if you help us get out of this death spiral. Please brother, I am BEGGING you.

										Most desperately, Nix Finton