"Hopps, Wilde, I know you hate this assignment and truthfully, I don't care, but for fairness sake we pulled the lots and you have been assigned to…"

Officer Judy Hopps sighs depressingly as she laid her forehead on the wheel of the parking trolley. With Nick now as her partner, she has been given access to a much larger Size 3 Class meter trolley compared to her smaller Size 2 on the first days of her job. Still, she would take her and Nick's police cruiser any day than stay another minute in this infernal contraption. The poor car. No one to drive it while it sits on the stations parking lot.

"I hate parking duty." She said as she leaned backed on the driver's seat, the lack of enthusiasm evident on her face.

The larger trolley came with a passenger seat, which Officer Nicholas Wilde sat in with his usual street-wise calmness, gazing outside with his eyes behind a pair of cruiser sunglasses while enjoying a nice cup of Snarlbucks Latte.

"You know he enjoys doing this to us. I could have sworn he was grinning while giving us the assignment folder." Nick stated nonchantly, earning a glare from his rabbit partner to which he did not really notice.

"That's because you get on his nerves all the time with your smart-butt remarks!"

The police fox gave an expression of mock shock, bringing his free hand to his chest dramatically.

"Me? Annoy the Chief? Never! At least not on purpose." A small smirk broke the act on Nick's face. "Most of the time." This brought a groan from a rabbit who rolled her eyes.

"Ugh. Whatever. Let's just get this started." Judy said as she took the ticket machine and jumped out of the trolley, followed soon by her partner.

Judy was in her rabbit police suit along with her meter maid hat and vest. Nick, on the other hand, wore a buttoned police uniform similar to the other officers, fulfilling his style with a black tie. He too had a bright orange and yellow vest, but kept on his police hat and sunglasses.

While Judy started calibrating their ticket machine, cursing softly as she tried to fix a jammed button, Nick looked around once again, stopping his eyes on a nearby clock. A thought entered his mind, and a cool smirk grew on his face. After managing to fix the machine, Judy saw Nick's expression, raising an eyebrow as her suspicion grew.

She knew that face. The face of a plan. One she usually regrets but they get away with it anyway.

"Alright, spill."

"I just got the greatest idea for payback. What's your record for ticket printing before noon?"

"Around 235. I think that's how fast I can go if I do at the average rate of cars I find."

"Let's break that number then. We'll go beyond 300. Way beyond. So much that there will be so much complaining at headquarters despite the fact we did our jobs completely right." Once again, Judy raised her eyebrows at her partner while wearing a very inquisitive look.

"And how do you suppose we do that? Even if we split up, which we can't really do with one car, we can only find so much cars to ticket." The rabbit once again going into thought before looking again at Nick. "And that was with me going solo before."

"You might have the energy, but remember that I know everyone and everything around here. I know all the places where mammals think cops won't look for expired parking meters. We'll be in and out before they even scream at us." Judy entered thought again, a lot of questions in her mind.

"…This is still totally within our jurisdiction, right? We are not breaking any code or-"

"Relax, Carrots. Like I said, everything's going to be perfectly fine. We'll be doing our jobs, we'll challenge ourselves to break that record, and we get to see the chief blow up. It's a win-win-win. Trust me."

ZOOTOPIA

A trio of timber wolves stepped out of a theater laughing. It was around a quieter part of Sahara Square. Not a lot of businesses, but animals still walked around the street, either passing through or visiting a few of the fine establishments like these three have done.

"Dudes! That was an awesome movie." The brown wolf on the left said to his two friends, who howled in agreement before laughing once again.

"For sure! Deerpool is totally going to be my top 2 best movie of all time." The other two's laughter became softer as they stared at their grey friend.

"Really? What's number 1 then? Must be something really epic to beat Deerpool himself." The white one in the middle inquired, letting their grey friend recall as he smiled remembering.

"Floatzen. Best movie of all time. You can't help but sing 'Let it Go' when it gets to your mind." The other two wolves looked at each other before laughing into a fit again. It was a while before they noticed their friend was looking at them confused.

"Wait, you're serious?" The brown one asked.

"Uh, yeah Oak."

There was no laughter anymore. The two wolves just deadpanned at their grey friend.

"…Ash, you really need to see other movies." The white one stated bluntly while the wolf named Oak nodded in agreement. Ash crossed his arms and huffed loudly.

"Oh C'mon, Birch! It's what I think is cool." Said white timber wolf continued to stare blankly at Ash. Oak broke out his stare, snickering before whispering loudly to Birch.

"This is what happens when you grow up as the only male in the litter." Both wolves laughed again while their grey friend glared at them. They soon stopped again, Birch approaching his clearly annoyed friend and patting him on the back.

"Relax, Ash. We're just messing with you. Let's get out of here so you can watch your 'cool movie' at home." Birch said snickering as poked a hand into his pocket, searching for something. Ash was about to make a retort, but sighed in surrender as the trio walked to a black car near the theater. Oak looked at his watch before smacking his head in revelation.

"Oh wolf, dude. We totally went beyond the parking meter time." Birch rolled his eyes, obviously not caring about what his friend said.

"Relax. We're only 3 minutes off and the cops never go to this part of town. We are just… fine?" The white wolf trailed off as he and his friends stared at their car.

More importantly, stared at the windshield.

More importantly, stared at the wiper.

More importantly, stared at the small piece of orange paper on the wiper.

With a small hint of hope that it is not his car, Birch pressed the unlock button on his keys, hoping it wouldn't make a sound.

*Beep Beep*

"Oh C'mon!"

"Tough luck. Guess we better pay this thing off."

"No way, zoo way. This is totally rigged. We don't even see the officers anywhere! Let's go, pack. I gotta fix a complaint with the police department."

ZOOTOPIA

It was around 4 o'clock in the afternoon when Chief Bogo was disturbed for the nth time by Clawhauser barging into his office. He was about to reprimand him for not knocking again when he saw the overweight cheetah being out of breath.

Well, more out of breath than usual.

"Chief Bogo! Hah…Hah… Help Me!" Benjamin shouted as he leaned on the door, trying to support himself as he panted out. He was shaking an object on his hand, trying to give it to the buffalo as he began sliding down.

"Clawhauser? What's the problem this time?" The Chief moved towards the predator, who was already on the floor.

"Sir… reception… too many… we're being overrun…" and that is when the reception cheetah half fainted. Chief Bogo looked at his "downed" officer oddly, raising his eyebrow until he noticed the object in his hand. It was a small, rectangular piece of paper, orange in most part with a bit of white on the top. Looking somewhat similar to their issued parking ticket. He was about to inspect it when he heard the noises of a large crowd in his building.

"Wait a minute…" He left his office, wondering what commotion happened that brought such stress to the ZPD's receptionist. The sight from the 2nd floor was quite a shock.

Mammals were all over the ZPD station lobby. Many were in line towards the reception desk, where two officers that took the place of Clawhauser were desperately trying to calm the great mass of animals, but obviously failing. They would most likely be "overrun" soon as well. Other officers either tried to maintain order, or were bombarded with questions by some small portions of the crowd. There were at least a dozen large mammals such as elephants and rhinos, with everything smaller than them scattered around, filling the 1st floor. Around 80 could be seen from the Chiefs office.

This confused the buffalo police chief greatly but that was before noticed that most of them were holding the same piece of paper that Clawhauser was holding. Going back to the panting cheetah, he took the paper from his hand and confirmed that it actually was a parking ticket.

And that is when his confusion turned into a moment of clarity before erupting into burning anger.

Two officers in particular were amongst the line of ZPD officers trying to contain the crowd, with Judy in the middle of talking to rather large family of hamsters while Nick was giving directions to a trio of timber wolves towards the relations office. An office that was quite full as well.

"HOPPS! WILDE!"

And it was as if time stopped for both the rabbit and fox as their bodies froze except their heads and perked-up ears, both looking up towards their not-so-pleased chief on the 2nd floor. While Judy gave a sheepish smile, Nick proceeded to a full greeting.

"Hey, Chief! You need something?" Chief Bogo's voice, despite appearing calm, were almost heard by the entire force present in the building.

"My office. Now."

ZOOTOPIA

"So you see, Sir, all 863 tickets given today are completely valid and without mistake." Officer Hopps claimed as she finished her report on their assignment. Though she knew that all she said was true, Judy continued to sweat slightly at the glares shot by their Chief.

"Most of the mammals downstairs were just… unaware of how the parking meters worked in their areas, Chief. They are just curious." Nick also concluded his report, regarding the inquisitions he has taken from the chaos downstairs.

Both Officers sat in front of a frustrated buffalo who had his head in his hooves, contemplating many, many things in his mind. To reprimand them for doing an excellent job would be very illogical, but the resulting mess is definitely not what he wanted. There was only one thing in his mind right now. The reason how they could do all this and still get away with it.

This is all Wilde's doing.

"…You both give me such a headache."

"Chief, we would never do anything like that to you. It must be your horns, sir."

"SHUT IT, WILDE."

And from that day on, parking duty was a heavily debated and carefully assigned task on the ZPD.

Disclaimer: I do not own Zootopia. (duh)