That night in hut 105, they had the meeting just like Bartholomew planned.
Bartholomew: Fillies, and gentlecolts, me, and the princess here have thought up a plan. Gilda thinks that we'll all sit out of this war, and be comfortable about it. So when the goons see us, we'll do what they expect, playing sports, and gardening, or fixing whatever they want us to do. Meanwhile, when they're not around, we dig.
Jade: How many ponies do you plan on digging out Bartholomew?
Bartholomew: Two hundred and fifty.
Ponies: *Gasping*
Bartholomew: There will be no half measurements this time. Everypony is getting...
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