"You-" Nick presses the palm of his hand to his chest and tries to keep his breathing at the right speed, but Judy meets his gaze and those purple eyes just make him melt, "You like me?"

She almost looks like she may faint or even cry, so he digs his hand into the mattress to stop himself from running to her and pulling her into his arms, "I wouldn't say like," she laughs, the kind of laugh that gives away how nervous she is, "I'm… I'm fond of you. I'm… I'm used to you. I mean, we've been friends, good friends, for over three months now. It's comforting to know you're there for me whenever I need you. You remember that time I called you up at 3 in the morning? I couldn't do that with anyone else."

"Yeah," something suddenly hit him and every detail of that night came flooding back as if it had just happened. He was already asleep when the ringtone on his phone set for her went off. Momentarily, he thought of just ignoring it, but it was Judy and he wouldn't hear the end of it if he did. So, he answered. Before he even had the chance to say hello, she cried out his name followed by several sobbing noises. When she finally calmed down, he told her what he always told her when this sad.

'You know I'm always here for you, Carrots. From here on out.'

And somehow he knew that she was smiling. He loved her smile. Bright and shining and it made his own smile seem better.

"Carrots."

"I don't know how Chef Bogo is going to react. Oh, and the news will have a field day," she begins pacing from one side of the apartment to the next.

"Hopps-"

"What am I thinking? I don't feel this way and you haven't even said anything about it."

"Judy!" This catches her attention. Her hands cover her ears, pushing them down, and as she watches his shaky eyes, she tenses up.

"I like you," just saying it made her feel as if the world had been lifted off of her. Yet the uneasiness still remained, "That's how I feel. How do you feel?"

Instead of giving her an answer, he hopped off her bed and strolled over until he was face-to-face with her. Then, suddenly, "AHHHH!"

Judy winces at the sound, "What was tha-"

"AHHHHHHH!" He continues to screech, but the look of fear on his face lets her know it's not on purpose.

"This is weird."

"I lik- AHHHHH! You, too."

She rests her head against his shoulder, and he steals glances down at her. He smiles and she tries to smile back, but it comes off as lopsided, so she pulls up and just closes her eyes, "What was that?"

"I guess," he shrugs, "Foxes screech when they get a mate," suddenly her eyes are wide open, "Weird, right?"

"N-No. Mate?"

His bottom lip trembles, he turns away before she could notice.

"Sorry. I just assumed that because you like me a-," he pauses while her hand brings his face back around to hers, "And I like you. So…"

"So," she inches closer and when he realizes it, her nose presses against his, "mates. Just no more screeching."

"We'll see how the night goes."