Hello, here's a Zootopia fic. This will only be updated occasionally. Please review with ideas for these very special twins. What should they do next? PLEASE REVIEW AND ENJOY!
The carrot fields stretched uniformly on, the neat little rows with tops of green peeking up, pointing toward the horizon, toward the rising sun. The first few fingers of the dawn were only just curling around the Triburrows, but already the fields were dotted with the soft brown and grays of the bunnies emerging from their warm burrows to tend their signature crops.
Sidney stepped into the cool morning air of spring and got in line with the rest of her gray furred family, to fill her tin watering can at the pump. As she approached the rabbit at the pump, she pulled her sunhat lower over her ears and hoped not to be recognized. Sid braced herself for the odd and aghast looks she would occasionally get, but the bunny at the pump only smiled and filled the bucket of yet another in the line of grey. Sid gratefully took back her watering can and went to tend her row.
There was something homey, about tending your own little row among endless rows of rows, all tended by bunnies of your same gray fur. It gave Sid a sense of belonging, of normalcy. The sense of being a part of something. Of not being alone in the world.
She gently splashed some water on one of her emerging plants, the water darkening the dusty warm earth to rich chocolate brown. She moved onto the next, the brown dirt of the field darkening the grey fur of her bare feet. The rising sun splayed her shadow on the ground, where it rippled with the carded earth of the field, where it mingled with the shadows of everyone else.
Sid pulled down her sunhat further.
The sun rose higher, and Sid began to be grateful toward her hat for reasons other than concealment. The rays began to beat down, and her back stiffened from bending under them. The world narrowed to her dusty grey paws, the watering tin she was holding, and the next carrot plant. Finally emptying her supply of water, Sid pulled her hat down even lower in anticipation of another trip to the pump. Stretching her sore muscles, Sid wiped her clawless paws on her overalls and finally looked at the row beside her.
The earth was clumsily heaped, raked into disheveled, half-hearted bumps by clawed hands. The stalks were either not showing at all, or were sickly and scraggly looking. The weed infested, crooked row of carrots would have been a disgrace to any bunny farmer.
And it had not been watered this morning.
Sid looked up and down the row for the distinctive carrot colored fur of her sister, the worst farmer in all the Triburrows. Her gray brows furrowed.
"Where is Jude anyway?"
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A pair of carrot colored bunny ears peeked over the wire fence, twitching in excitement with each squawk of the chickens in the pen. Following the rabbit ears were a pair of sparkling green eyes. They followed the movements of the chickens with the sharp keenness of a predator. Her rabbit legs bunched in anticipation, her small orange furred bunny feet fitting neatly into the chain link fence, Jude paused in indecision. The fat feline who owned the chicken farm turned quickly around the corner and went into the coop with a bag of feed. The girl's orange ears flattened in fear of detection, but as the proprietor of the chicken farm waddled back out and into his house, they shot back up in determination.
"If Dad could do it, I can do it too!" she whispered fiercely.
Her powerful hind legs uncoiled and shot her over the fence and she landed on the other side with a soft thump. Slinking stealthily around the side of the coop, Jude poked her head into the henhouse.
The reaction the chickens had to her scent was varying. A few began squawking and running in alarm, obviously perceiving her as a predator. Others regarded her with calm interest, not judging her to be any threat. Jude gently positioned her paws around one of the fowl, cursing her dad's genes for giving her clawed paws. The chicken seemed on the fence on whether to keep sitting or freak out. But Jude's paws had clamped on the wings before it decided.
"Huh," she mused to the chicken. "You're not as hard to catch as Dad made it sound."
The girl smiled in her success, revealing a strange mix of the typical bunny buck teeth, with wicked sharp canines running down the sides.
The chicken then decided this intruder was definitely dangerous.
The first deafening squawk nearly burst her delicate bunny eardrums. Then rest of the roost went nuts, and Jude burst through the door with her prize tucked under her arm, making amazing time with some truly wild terror-fueled hops.
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"Yahoooooo!" The wild cry echoed around the still and peaceful field as a hopping orange blur bounced across the field of carrots, followed by a single angry rooster nipping at the girl's trailing bushy tail. The crazy intruder cut across the rows of carrots, hopping with all speed toward a small aboveground farmhouse, lonely on the edge of the Hopp's property.
Every pair of wide bunny eyes followed the carrot colored kid, then snapped to her gray furred twin, who winced at their attention.
"I'm gonna kill you Jude." She muttered under her breath, lugging her watering can behind her. Brushing past the rooster squawking at their front door and slamming it behind her, the grey-furred, fox-eared bunny-tailed twin glared at her carrot-colored, long-eared, bushy-tailed counterpart, who was teary with hysterical laughter, the poor chicken still clutched under one arm.
"I'm gonna kill you, Jude Wilde, and if I don't, my name isn't Sidney Hopps-Wilde!"
Jude released the chicken, which began flapping around the house in a panic, then collapsed on the floor howling with laughter.
"I pulled off a hustle, sweetheart!"
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