Nick sat in the plastic lawn chair, a soda in paw. For some reason, drinking alcohol didn't seem very fitting.
He looked into the usually dark night sky, now lit up by the explosions of hundreds of fireworks all over the city. As he sat there, finally, for once in a long, long time, the fox did something he had never imagined himself doing.
He let go.
He let go of the fact that he'd nearly died more times than he could count in the past week, the fact that he'd spent well too much on this case, the fact that the kits probably learned many, not-so-friendly words in the past 4 days from their captors, he let go of it all.
He took a deep breath.
"You would've loved this, Carrots." He seemingly admitted to the sky when the fireworks stopped exploding for a moment.
I would've.
"You would have loved them Carrots, and they would have loved you, too," Nick looked towards the rabbit kits playing in grass in front of him. "They're just like you."
I'd hope,Nick.
"I guess they filled that hole just like you did, didn't they?"
They did, and well.
He looked back into the night sky, now lit up again with fireworks. "I'll miss you, always, and you'll always be my sly bunny."
And you'll always be my dumb fox.
"God, its been a wonderful hustle, Judy, And I hope we can do it again,"
"In a better place."
Credits go to Combat Engineer for the title and also betaing this.