Now, I know what you're thinking.
"Who is that devilishly handsome fox in the passenger seat of a police cruiser,and is he single?"
Well, ladies and gents, my name is Nicholas P. Wilde, con-fox turned boy-in-blue. I'll get back with you on the second question in a bit.
See that cute bunny over there in the blue jumpsuit and Kevlar vest? Well, that there is my partner-and-pal Miss Judith Laverne Hopps, though she might have a heart attack if I called her that after a year and a half of calling her Carrots/Fluff/Insert-Rabbit-Joke-Here. Hey, don't look at me like that, I'm not insulting her. She is an adorable little bunny rabbit. And she is absolutely terrifying. I've see her take down mammals five times her size with a smile on her face. Thank God she's on the right side of the law or she could have the whole of Zootopia in her furry little fist. She's scary in all the best ways.
Is she my girlfriend? No, no she is not.
And to clarify, do you see a ring on any of the paws in this vehicle? No, no you do not.
The only thing that rabbit is married to is her career. With good reason. She's the hero of Zootopia and as for me, well, I'm just along for the ride. I'd follow that cute fuzzy-wuzzy little tail anywhere.
Inside joke.
Yep, she's married to the job. I wouldn't mind being her side-tod, though.
I'm completely gone on her. Of course, she's just as interested in me as I am in her, she just doesn't realize it yet.
She's not dumb, make no mistake. She's clever, brilliant even. But she's still fresh out of the burrow and hasn't put serious thought into her undefined relationship with a fox that is eight years her senior and has a questionable past. I don't doubt her for a second, though.
One day, she'll catch on that our "friendly banter" is flirting to the rest of mammal-kind. One day, she'll catch on that our dinner-and-movie nights are known to the rest of the world as "dates." One day, she'll catch on that when she hugs me, she holds on a little too long and a little too close to be "just friends."
One day, she'll catch on that I sit a little closer, laugh a little louder, and talk a lot more freely with her than I do anyone else in the world.
I've made it almost thirty-four years without a fairy-tale romance. What's a little longer? That's a doe worth waiting for, and I'm not going to push anything on her she isn't ready for.
In the meantime, I'm happy just to sit here and watch her purple eyes scan the area while her satellite-dish ears follow the sounds of the city. Heh, those ears could probably hear this inner monologue if they really wanted to.
Wait a second, her ears just locked in place. Her eyes have that look of pure determination in them again. Next comes that dangerous side grin and yep, there it is. Judy is on-duty.
Speeders beware, Officer Fluff can hear you a mile away and she can drive twice as recklessly as you.
Here we go again!