Plushies"Hast du auch eins bekommen?" Flake asked Till, watching as the singer examined a plushie version of himself, courtesy of a fan."Ja," Till replied, fingering the tiny red feathers around the plushie's neck. "Es stört mich ein bisschen.""Ich stimme zu," Flake said, turning his own plushie doppelgänger to and fro so that the light caught in the sparkly fabric of the clothing. He craned his neck to get a good look at Till's plushie, then after looking back at his own, he held it towards Till. "Möchtest du tauschen?"Till grabbed the Flake-plushie and practically threw his own at the keyboarder. He smiled at the miniature version of his bandmate and gave it a quick kiss before hugging it tightly to his chest."Endlich gehörst du mir."END.