I'm not even sure if there is any interest for one of these, but I am sick and tired of the same three fics for this fandom, so I decided "hey people like coffee shop AUs, right? That's classic! That's what the people want!" So here you go.
"And what is the name for the order ma'am?" Nick requested bitter-sweetly from the tough looking Hyena standing across the counter from him. She rolled her eyes as if she were someone famous and he was supposed to know who she was.
"It's Shenzi," she snapped before returning to examining her claws. Nick took the sharpie to her cup and wrote S-U-S-I-E. Before sliding the cup over to Finnick so that he could create her double shot espresso frappe.
"Next!" He called out. What approached the counter was the tips of a pair of ears. Bunny ears.
"Aren't you a little small to be in this line? I know of an excellent bunny-sized coffee joint just a two blocks from here," He said jokingly to the rabbit who he could not yet see. The bun let out a sigh.
"I don't have time to go two blocks, I have to be back at work in fifteen. Can I get a Venti iced coffee with the caramel syrup?" she asked, tapping her foot on the ground. He smiled.
"Sure carrots!" He said, marking the Venti cup that would probably hold more liquid than she had in her entire body, "Can I get a name for that order?"
"Judy, Judy Hopps," she said. He detected a hint of pride in her voice, but he couldn't fathom what for, she was just a bunny. He wrote her name on the cup, J-U-L-I-E. Just then the hyena howled at the other end of the coffee bar.
"Susie! What kind of name is Susie!" Nick looked over and accidentally caught her eye, which happened to be filled with unbridled rage. "You! You think this is funny! I'll let you know that I am a star! How dare you disrespect me like this!" She shouted at him. He kept his grin up, not even faltering.
"I'm sorry ma'am, I must have misheard. I won't happen again," he told her, looking not entirely innocent. She fumed before throwing her coffee on the ground and storming to the door.
"You right it won't, because this shop will never have to privilege of serving me again," She said, slamming the door behind her. If she had used a little more force the glass would have shattered. However the management, Finnick, had known that Nick would eventually piss someone off and had bought a bulletproof glass door for the occasion.
After a few more customers ordered ridiculously priced caffeinated beverages, the bunny cop from before was standing before the counter again.
"You think this is funny?" she asked, her voice strained. He looked over the counter and down at her.
"Yeah, actually, I do. I love messing with people. I find it adds color to the otherwise drab lifestyle of a barista," he retorted, smug grin and all. She quick as lightning grabbed his shirt and pulled him down. He was practically laying on the counter at that point.
"You listen to me. Deliberate misspelling of ethnic names, such as Shenzi, could be classified as a hate crime. If I catch you doing it again, to anyone, I will have your job," she said coolly. She let his shirt go, took her misspelled coffee and left.