Author's Note: I don't own Zootopia, and I do not make any profit from this story. I wrote it for fun.

I'd love feedback and reviews.

I left out a lot of minimal, unnecessary stuff. Let's get to the repressed sexual aggression, already!

Chapter 1: A Fox in Bunnyburrow

Nicholas Wilde was about to celebrate his first real Thanksgiving. Not that Thanksgiving with his mom wasn't memorable, but it was never the picturesque scene promised in advertisements and TV specials. Judy had surprised him with an invitation to Bunnyburrow for Turkey Day back in October, and the weeks had flown by since then. Stake outs, perp chasing, endless parking duty assignments, he and Judy had done it all it seemed. Five days of relaxing and eating someone else's cooking was sounding better and better the closer they got to Judy's hometown. Nick looked over at his partner, napping in the seat across from his on the Zootopia Express line. She was breathing softly, mouth open, an ear occasionally twitching, and he could faintly hear the pop song coming from her headphones. He knew she hated being called "cute", but it was the only word that came to mind. Judy didn't look like the amazing police officer that she was as she slept, completely vulnerable, on the train. He'd seen some amazing feats of agility, stamina, and fortitude from this adorable little bunny.

Nick knew that he was falling for Judy. The little spark he felt in his chest when they danced at the concert, when he sat next to her at roll call, or when the 2 of them celebrated a closed case with pancakes in the wee hours of the dawn, that spark wasn't getting any weaker. His little crush was growing, but it was hardly in full bloom. He could still hustle her, egg her on without giving himself away. So, he had every intention of enjoying these few days with her before he became too awkward to be himself; he couldn't stop it from happening, so why not enjoy this while it lasts?

But, what if this trip does me in? Nick let out an audible sigh.

Well, at least there'll be 277 other mammals to talk to.

Nick was surprised to see how crowded the Bunnyburrow station was, until he realized that all the mammals were bunnies and directly related to Judy; they were ALL there waiting for them. Mr and Mrs Hopps looked exactly like he thought they would. Round-faced and sweet, picture perfect carrot farmers. There were bunnies of every age closing in on them as they exited the train. Who'd have thought bunnies would be excited to meet a fox?

"Everyone! This is Nick." Judy gestured towards him with open arms. Then, her face turned mischievous.

"Alright guys...get 'em!" Nick was soon crawling with kits, playing with his tail, touching his ears, looking at his claws, and asking all manner of invasive questions.

"Can you show us your teeth?"

"Did you really take down a polar bear single handedly?"

"Why is your tail so fluffy?"

"Can you give me a piggy back ride?"

"No. Yes. Because I'm the best fox there is. It'll cost you a dollar."

After a quick introduction to the parents, they all made their way to 2 giant hay trucks and set off for the Hopps homestead. Somehow, Nick had allowed himself to get separated from Judy, and ended up being harassed the whole way home by a sea of cute bunny faces.

"Why did you become a police officer?"

"I thought all foxes were mean."

"Are there lots of foxes in Zooptia?"

"Do you have any sisters?"

"Someone has to make sure Judy doesn't get into trouble. No, just me. Eh, not as many as you'd think. None that I know of."

They drove over hills, through cornfields and pumpkin patches. The air was crisp and cool, and most of the leaves were gone. Everything around him smelled and felt different. Zootopia didn't have typical seasons, and Nick took a moment to soak in a world that he'd seen and heard of in movies and pumpkin spice latte billboards.

The Hopps lived in one massive underground burrow (shocker, right?), but only the entrance was visible from the outside. There was also a bright pink truck parked outside, with a fox getting out? Nick knew immediately who that was: Gideon Grey. Oh, Nick had heard of him, his past with Judy, and his awkward apology. He seemed harmless enough.

"Tell me that's Gideon Grey with a truck full of pies!" He heard Judy's voice rise above all the others around him.

"Howdy, Hopps family! I've got all your Thanksgiving pies here." Stu and Bonnie quickly bounded from their trucks and organized all the older bunnies to take the pies carefully into the house. When you have 276 kids, you've gotta be organized. Gideon explained how to store and bake them over the next few days while Nick quickly made his way back over to Judy.

"I hope the little ones didn't bother you too much."

"Oh, it was awful. I barely survived." Nick made eye contact with the other fox. Gideon's smile was warm.

"Well, I'll be...This must be Nick. It's a pleasure to finally meet you!" Gideon extended a paw, which Nick took in a strong but friendly grip.

"Gideon, nice to meet ya. I've heard a lot about your pies. Carrots here wouldn't shut up about them."

"Seriously, Nick, they really are that g-you just wait and see!"

"You flatter me. So, you staying for Thanksgiving, Nick?"

"Yup. I'll be here all week." Gideon seemed confused.

"All...all week? B-"

"Judy!"Gideon was interrupted by a call from Bonnie. "Go round up your sisters and get them inside. I swear, weasels are easier to herd than baby bunnies…" Judy bounded off with a shrug to help her mother. Gideon turned back and repeated his question.

"All week?"

"...yessssss?" Nick held the last bit of the word, waiting for Gideon to continue.

"Uh...well, it's just that most foxes are holed up hibernatin' for the winter by now or they're leaving with their families for vacation to somewhere warmer. Me and the missus are headin' down south ourselves 'cause...ya know."

"Oh yeah, totally." Nick had no idea what Gideon was awkwardly alluding to. How'd this guy get a wife, anyway?

"Well, if you know what you're doin', who am I to say you're doin' it wrong? Huh. You city foxes are somethin' else." Gideon smiled, shook his head, and went back to his truck. Hmph, whatever.

The first day in Bunnyburrow went by in a haze of blueberry pie, warm soup, and toasted marshmallows over a fireplace. The Hopps home was an enormous web of smaller burrows. Nick knew Zootopia like the back of his paw, but navigating this place was going to be challenging. Judy made him a quick, makeshift map on a napkin.

"Don't worry! You're staying in my brother's old room next to mine. I won't let you get too lost." She elbowed him gently in the side. Next to...Judy's room? A little spark went off in Nick's chest.

"Oooh! I hope it's the penthouse suite."

Well, it was hardly that, but it was uncluttered and quiet. Dirt makes for thick walls. As he closed the door, unpacked his bag, and sat on the hay bed in the corner, he realized he'd been sighing a lot. Judy would be sleeping just on the other side of the wall. He had a thought. A silly thought. He knocked on Judy's door to ask her where the little bunny bathroom was, and he saw it; Judy's bed was against the same wall as his. Their beds were separated by just a few inches of dirt.

As Judy showed him on the map where the bathroom was, Nick noticed something else: Judy smelled different than usual. Not in a bad way, just a bit different. Had she bathed? No. Perfume? She was hardly the type. Her whole room smelled different from his, but they'd been here the same amount of time. None of the other bunnies smelled quite this way. He shook it off.

"...oh and don't forget to bring your toothbrush back with you. The little ones will gnaw on it if you give them the chance. Are you listening?"

"Little ones, gnawing, yup. Anyway, I'm off to bed. 'Night, Carrots."

"Ugh. You can call me 'Judy' here, Nick. 'Carrots' is hardly a distinguishing name in Bunnyburrow." Nick just shrugged and closed the door. Awkward.