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Zootopia Stereotypes

Chapter 1: 10 Months ago

~10 Months ago~

It was exactly 10 months ago I was taken off the streets by Kevin and Raymond once my day of hustling was finished with Finnick. We were doing our usual father-son hustle since there was news of a new ice-cream store opening in Savanna central that was run and served to elephants.

We just finished splitting the cash and I was on my way to my "home" was I was taken by Mr. Big's polar bears. I was thrown into the back seats and before I could move to attempt to make an exit both Kevin and Raymond took their seats and effectively made all possible routes of escape unaccessible.

Throughout the entire journey to Mr. Big's manor, everything was silent except the odd chuckle here and there from Kevin as he flipped through his phone, looking at pictures of him and Raymond with some poor mammal in a headlock. As the journey was a long one I decided to just reflect on my past and wonder why I'm in this situation and if there is any way out of it. Granted I did know why Mr. Big had sent his two best and most experienced polar bears after me. He was out for revenge after the Skunk Butt Rug hustle I pulled on him. Back then I had no idea who he was and just saw him as another simple-minded mammal to hustle.

When I told Finnick about it he quickly informed me of who it was and made it clear to me that I would most certainly be "Iced" if he ever found me again. So I sat in the back seat wondering what Finnick could have meant by being "iced" when I looked past the bear to my right and noticed that we were now entering the tunnel that connected Savanna central and Tundra-Town when I felt a sharp pain the back of my neck. I turned around to face the source and the last thing I saw was the other polar holding some type of empty syringe before I had passed out.

When I woke up I noticed that I was sitting in a room that was filled with polar bears and a desk right in front of me. Knowing it would make the situation worse and that I wouldn't get very far, I decided against trying to escape and instead observed my surrounding for anything that would have given away where I was, what might possibly happen or anything that I would be able to use to my advantage.

As I observed the desk in front of me, I noticed the big office chair that was sized for a large polar bear. I thought back to my first meeting with "Mr. Big" and figured that he must have just been a messenger of some type just running an errand for the real Mr. Big. There was no way that the little shrew would have been called Mr. Big so now I had the fear of not knowing who the "Alpha" was.

I looked over to my left and noticed a memorial with a picture of an older ill-looking shrew next to a massive door. I looked at my door for a few moments and it only seemed to prove my point that the shrew was not Mr. Big. I then turned my attention to the memorial and the first thing I noticed was that the rug I spent so much time working on to give as a parting gift for the death of some random mammal was missing. "Ungrateful piece of shi-"

My thoughts were cut off as the door swung open to reveal three polar bears with the smallest at the front and the tallest at the back. As the last polar bear walked in I was confident that he was Mr. Big and chose to watch him, watching his every movement in hopes of finding any weakness as he walked slowly towards the desk. Internally frowning as he took his place at the desk and gave off no signs of a weakness I could use to my advantage. I was about to talk when he moved his hands away and spun a little chair around reveling the shrew that I sold the rug to.

He had his paw held out towards me showing a ruby ring on his index finger. I looked at him confused for a second, expecting him to say something. When he said nothing but held his paw out to me. I made my first of many mistakes and decided to speak up "Mr. Big?" I kept it short and simple, not wanting to make the situation worse.

He just held his paw out in front of him and when I made no move he made a signal with his other hand. Following his signal, I felt the large paws of a polar bear on the back of my neck and head learning me forward towards the ring on Mr. Big's paw and pushed my lips gently against it.

When I felt the paws remove themselves from making contact with me, I leaned back in my chair, rubbing the back of my neck as the shrew started speaking "Yes Nicky, that is me, we met a few weeks ago when you sold a rug for my grandmama's funeral" At the mention of the funeral the shrew and all the polar bears present bowed their heads and made no noise for a few seconds before they all raised their heads at once as if it were practiced.

"Nicky, I need you to do something for me, you can think of this as saying sorry to me and my family" I was watching the shrew intently. He showed no weaknesses other than the fact he cared deeply about his Grandmama, but I knew if I tried to use that as an angle to work at it, I would only be making the situation worse for myself. I took a deep breath and decided to hear his offer.

"ok, what do you want?"

He smiled a little and gave a soft chuckle "straight to the point, I like that," he said as he mentioned for the polar bear in the chair. Without another word, the bear pulled out a piece of paper that was comedically short in his paw and he placed it on the desk in front of me. I stared at it for a few seconds before looking at Mr. Big "open it" he said in a calm but demanding voice

I slowly took the piece of paper of the desk and unfolded it. The piece of paper was a ZPD application form. I was confused. Why was one of the biggest crime bosses in Zootopia giving me a form to join the mammals who were trying to stop him? I looked up at him and asked in a calm voice in hopes to hide how nervous I was "What's this for?"

He only gave me another short chuckle before he began to explain "You Nicky, are going to become a cop" This only confused me even more but before I had the chance to ask he continued "my families action have become...reckless and we have had the attention of the ZPD on our tails longer than I feel comfortable with, so I want someone on the inside"

While I was confused at first it made sense to me after he explained it but that didn't mean I was going to do it "Ok, let me stop you right there Mr. Big" I said as I adopted my hustling voice "I'm a fox in case you cannot tell and I'm pretty sure they wouldn't let me in" I turned around and got off the chair and made my way towards the closest polar bear "This guy, however, he could do it" I handed the bear the application form and started heading towards the door when I heard Mr. Big click his fingers

In one swift motioned that looked like it was practiced, the polar bears near the door moved to block it and I was immediately picked up by the fur on the back of my neck. I was carried back to the desk where the chair I sat on had been moved and so had the carpet revealing a floorboard that was easily lifted out by another bear revealing a deep pool of what looked like freezing cold water.

"So this is what Fin meant when he said I was going to be Iced," I thought as I was carried over to the pool of water. Once I was held over it and was being slowly lowered was when the situation had finally hit me. That was when I realized that I was about to be killed by some crazy mammal. I quickly raised my feet and tail as high as I could and looked at Mr. Big. His expression had not changed and he just stared back at me. Blank stoic expression on his face.

"Hey hey come on... let's work this out," I say as the polar above me continue to lower me down to an icy grave. Mr. Big's expression still didn't change. It was obvious what he wanted and it was also obvious that he wasn't going to let me go unless I agreed to his terms "You know what, fine I'll become a cop for a crime boss" I say the whole of the situation out loud to the shrew, hoping he realises how little sense everything made. Mr. Big's expression changed a little and there was now a smug grin in place. He clicked his fingers again and everything moved back into place.

I was sitting back on the chair at the desk filling in all the necessary details. I was almost finished when Mr. Big started talking again "That isn't all you will be doing for me Nicky" I reluctantly looked at him to see him still with that smug grin on him, knowing that it could rival mine I instantly hated it. Before I could ask what he meant, he continued "If you want to be fully repaid you will do one job for me"

Already regretting having to ask the obvious question, I swallowed a lump in my throat "what job?"

"There is this Bunny down in Bunnyburrow about a 2 hour train ride from here that has asked me for a loan. While it is normal for mammals to ask for a loan from me, I am reluctant about this one. I have reasons to believe they won't pay the loan back in time, if it is necessary, you will kill this bunny" He said and somehow his voice was still calm and his expression no longer had that smug grin on his face. I wondered how he could act so calm when talking about killing some poor mammal.

Knowing that I would hate the answer again but at the same time wanting to ask in order to cure my curiosity, I reluctantly asked "and what if they do pay the loan?"

Mr. Big just grinned at me again before answering "We give you another mammal to kill but for now, it is the bunny, Kevin, Raymond" he called the two bears forward he took me here and the two stepped to either side of me making me more nervious than I already was "take him back to where ever you found him but Nicky if you try to run, we will find you" before I could respond I felt the same sharp pain in the back of my neck and was soon out cold again.

I woke up in the alley across the street from where I was taken. It was now in the early morning of the next day. I searched over myself checking to make sure nothing happened to me and was happy to find there was no visible injuries. But when I checked my pants pockets I found the filled out ZPD application form and a note from Mr. Big. I reluctantly opened it and read it to myself.

Nicky

You remember our conversation and you will do what I asked of you. The ZPA will take you 10 months to go through, once you finished your training, Kevin and Raymond will meet you under your bridge and we will talk more about your situation then.

Good Luck

-Mr. Big

I stared at the letter and went over it multiple times. I took a deep breath and realized there was no getting out of the situation I got myself in, especially if I wanted to live the rest of my life. Reluctantly I made my way to the ZPD Precinct one, in the middle of Savannah Central.

On the way there I decided to call Finnick and explain the situation I was in. After a few missed calls he finally decided to pick up

"Nick? What do you want it's 6 in the morning? Ain't you meant to be asleep?"

I took a deep breath and spoke in my hustler voice "Yeah sorry about that buddy but uhhh you remember you warned me about that Shrew?"

"Mr. Big yeah I remember. Has he finally caught you and gave you one final phone call so you decided to tell me about this big hustle you been teasing me about?" He asked and chuckled a little, despite the fact I couldn't see him, I knew he would have a stupidly big grin on his face.

"Well yes and no. He did catch me but thankfully he isn't going to kill me-" I was about to continue but Finnick was quick to cut me off

"That's a shame," He said before he started laughing at his own failed attempt at a joke.

"Thanks buddy, I care for you too," I say in a sarcastic voice before going back to the topic that was previously at hand "he has got me to work for him and is getting me to do something I don't want to do but I'm going to have to do it, for my own safety" I say before taking a deep breath "It's better if I tell you in person if we meet in the usual spot in about an hour I'll tell you everything when we meet but I'm going away for a few months, basically a year, I'll let you guess why"

There is a sigh at the other end of the line and a few quiet curses before he says clearly "ok in the usual spot but Ni-" Wanting to get back at the fennic for what he had said earlier, I hung up, knowing that he would only have questions to ask.

As I pocket my phone I notice that I'm approaching Precinct One of the ZPD. As I walk into the building I'm aware of all the looks I must be getting from everyone, no one expects a fox to walk into a police building unless he is cuffed, muzzled and escorted by a cop. I shudder a little at the thought of the sinister device and my experience with it. Putting the thoughts in the back of my head, I walk up to the front desk and look at the overweight cheetah with his phone in one hand and a doughnut in the other. "If he can do so can I," I say to myself quietly so no one can hear it as I slip the application form into a box that was labeled with "ZPA Application Forms"

As I turn around to exit I see everyone staring at me. I simply just smirk and pull my sunglasses out and put them on as I head out the door. Before I exit I turn around and say in a raised voice "I look forward to working with you all" before turning and leaving towards my bridge to get ready to meet Finnick.