Zootopia Short Story: Nick's Girlfriend Returns II
Look out Nick! The fox's ex-girlfriend Candy is back in another misadventure when the vixen decides to learn how to drive and "The Big Z" may never be the same. Clear the road folks because there's a student driver loose on the streets! I had so much fun with the first story that about the vixen I just had to write another one.
I do not own the rights to Zooptopia or any of its characters. This story was written solely for the reader's enjoyment and without any profitable purposes. The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this story are fictitious.
Chapter 1: Get Her Motor Running
The vixen's legs were wrapped around the tall muscular black wolf's waist as she sat on his lap facing him inside the cherry red painted muscle car that was parked along the mostly dark suburban street, the only light came from an old streetlight which flickered across the road casting a mellow yellowish hue on the street and parked cars. Romantic music played over the car's speakers as the couple inside made out, fogging up the windows. She sighed deeply as the wolf licked her neck just below her right ear and she slapped his wandering paw that was reaching to unbutton her blouse. "Stop that!" she giggled as the wolf tried to pull her closer into his embrace. "I'm not ready for that Al, at least not yet."
The wolf's paws slipped back to her waist and he groaned out, "Aw come on Candy, this is our third date!"
She squirmed as his paw reached back and gently caressed her tail. "Now stud…" she began to object, but the brief blare of a siren and the strobing lights of the police cruiser interrupted her and their nocturnal activities.
"Oh damn!" the wolf cursed as he looked in the rear view mirror at the black and white vehicle which had pulled up behind their parked car. "What did I do now?"
Moments later there was tapping on the fogged up driver's side window and Al rolled it down, letting cool air into the vehicle as Candy tried to extract herself from the wolf's embrace without beeping the horn, since the steering wheel that was right behind her. "Is everything okay in there?" a familiar voice snickered. "I just wanted to know if you needed any medical assistance."
Candy launched herself across Al's lap and leaned out of the open window. "Nick Wilde, you pervert!" she giggled. "You know I don't need any medical assistance."
"Well I'll be damned, you're now dating this guy?" the male red fox in the dark blue police uniform ask in surprise. "I thought you were avoiding him?"
"Hey!" the big wolf named Al began to object, but he was silenced when the vixen's wagging tail slapped him along the side of his muzzle. He put his large paw on her back because she was sprawled across his lap as she hung half way out of the window. Her tail flicked again and the wolf grinned before he grabbed it softly with his teeth and gave it a little tug like a chew toy, causing the vixen to give a little sexy yip.
"Al has gone straight! He's now a mechanics apprentice and a very good one at that!" the vixen tried not to laugh as she looked at her ex-boyfriend. She gave her tail a little shake, but it was firmly being held in the wolf's mouth. She tried not to moan when a black paw ran along her tail's fur toward her bottom. "Stop that Al!" she finally hissed out. The wolf grinned as he removed his paw and let go of her tail.
The tod looked up into her brown eyes and realized that the vixen was just as pretty as she was all those years ago when they first started dating. Her sleek reddish orange fur was a shade darker than his and she had cream color fur on the very end of her flicking tail, the black blouse and tight white denim jeans she wore only accented her feminine curves even more. He matched her smirk with his own because despite her looks, she just wasn't his type anymore.
"So I ran the plates and everything seems in order," another voice called out to Nick. Candy looked slightly down and saw the uniformed rabbit standing there with her paws on her hips.
"Oh come on Thumper!" the vixen softly snarled as she wiggled over the wolf so she could lean further out of the car's window. "Are you still mad at me?" The wolf quickly grabbed the fox's rear end as she began to topple out of the window and gently pulled her back into the car, he was rewarded with another slap across his muzzle by the vixen's tail. He gave a little growl as he snapped at it with his teeth, but she quickly flicked it away.
"No, I'm just impressed that you still have your clothes on!" the rabbit replied in a cold snarky tone.
The male fox had walked slightly back from the car and was shining his flashlight along the outside of the car. "She's a real looker!" he said and let go a whistle before realizing what he had said. He quickly added, "The car Carrots, I mean this is a good looking car."
Judy's ears blushed at the sound of Candy's snickering from above and she shot the vixen a look that was at best rather unfriendly.
"Hey Al, do you have a Hemi inside of this?" Nick asked as he looked at the front of the car.
"No Wilde it's a 440 Big Block Mopar V8," the large black wolf replied. "Here I'll pop the hood and let you take a look." Candy yipped in disbelief as his paws grabbed her waist and picked her off of his lap, depositing her down in the passenger's seat. Al looked around at how dark the street was and rubbed his black furry chin before adding, "The shop is only a couple blocks from here, so why don't you follow me over there and I can show you where there's some light." He cranked up the car's engine with a roar and slowly pulled out onto street with the police cruiser behind.
Candy hunched herself down in the seat and huffed, this date was not going the way she had planned and it was all Nick's fault! Al, on the other paw, was totally oblivious of the vixen's anger and was enthusiastically talking to her about the car. When they arrived at the automobile repair shop, the wolf excitedly hopped out, opened the bay door and flipped on the lights. After pulling the car into the shop, he jumped out again and opened the car's hood. Candy sullenly watched as the wolf and the fox began looking at the engine while she sat there seemingly ignored.
"They're like two puppies with a new toy," Judy called up to her and Candy looked back out the car's window, leaning forward with her paws on the window frame. "I went with Nick to a car show once, he wandered off and almost forgot me."
"I didn't know Nick was such a car enthusiast?" the vixen asked as she pushed the car door open and hopped out. "He wasn't when we dated."
"His pal Flash is into muscle cars and street racing," Judy answered with a laugh as she poked around at things inside the shop. "We busted him for speeding on our first day as partners." The building was a typical automotive repair shop, lots of tools and car lifts, rows of batteries and piles of tires, grey painted cinderblock walls, but overall nothing out of the ordinary.
"Isn't Flash that sloth?" Candy said as she watched the as Judy looked around.
"Yep," the police officer replied as she shuffled though a pile of paperwork and invoices.
"You know that this isn't a chop shop, it's a legit business!" the vixen sarcastically pointed out as she picked up a bottle of motor oil. "Al really has gone straight, so stop sleuthing around without a warrant Thumper."
The rabbit huffed as she dropped the pile of papers and stepped back from the desk, she threw a glance at the two males who were still in a deep conversation over a row of engines that were in various pieces on a large table. "I think I need to remind Nick that we are still on the clock," she sighed as she adjusted her gun belt. "Otherwise we will be here all night."
"I could strip naked and smear myself with oil and that might get their attention," the fox shrugged and then chuckled. "I'd probably have to make zooming noises too!" Judy broke out laughing at her comments. They turned and watched as the wolf led the smaller fox over to a set of double doors and then he shoved them open. "Oh…my…" the vixen stuttered out as she walked over and stared at the huge truck that was behind the door. It was twelve feet tall and at least the same width, painted green with yellow and red flames. Candy slowly walked over and gently put a paw on one of the extremely massive tires.
"Are you okay babe?" Al asked as the big wolf joined her by the tire, he was almost six feet tall, over two feet taller than then vixen, but looked small compared to the monster truck.
"Hey Nick!" the vixen called out. "Aren't you and Thumper supposed to be working?" She didn't wait for the tod to reply before she quickly added. "You need to leave now…go!"
"She's right Slick," Judy quickly added as she grabbed the fox's tie and began to pull him toward the police cruiser. "Come on partner, it's time to work and not play." The fox actually gave a little disappointed whimper as he followed the rabbit back to the car.
Al's head cocked sideways in curiosity as he first watched the police leave and then turned back to see the look the vixen was giving him. "What was that about babe?"
Candy didn't answer, but pushed a rolling ladder over to the truck and quickly climbed up before she enthusiastically leapt into the oversized truck's seats. The confused black wolf followed her up the ladder and when he got into the truck, he saw the vixen was stroking her paws along the steering wheel and the gear stick. He smelled the vixen's scent before he barely made it into the seat as she gave a seductive growl and then pounced into his arms.
The morning sun was shining as the elderly grey and white timber wolf in a pair of bluish grey cotton overalls, crunched his way up the gravel driveway towards the shop. Old Jeb scratched his white muzzle when he saw that the building's doors were wide open and the lights were already on. With a frown, he tightly gripped his cane like it was a club as he approached the shop and only relaxed slightly when he saw the familiar cherry red muscle car with its hood still open. Cautiously he looked inside the car but it was empty and then his eyes noticed something on the floor beside the huge pickup truck, which he carefully picked up with the end of his cane. Holding it up closer, he frowned when he realized it was a pair of black lace panties and he didn't need to sniff it to know who they belonged to. "Pup, you two had better not have made a mess up there!" he growled as he looked up at the truck's cab, a white tipped brown and reddish orange tail quickly disappeared out of sight.
The only reply he got at first was a very feminine foxy giggle.