Hello, everyone! I can't sleep. And when I can't sleep, I write.
So, as you all know I left you hanging. But I'm going to change over to the first person. Sorry! Well, I won't keep you! Let's get going! r&r please!
Disclaimer: I don't own Zootopia or any of the characters blah blah blah. Oh, but I do own the plot!
Nick's POV:
I woke up screaming in a cold sweat, the covers clinging to me. I bolted upright, panting heavily.
It was just a dream. Breathe Nick, it was just a dream... right?
I looked around in an attempt to orientate myself.
My apartment was quite simple. It had three rooms. A living-room combined with the kitchen, separated by half-wall kitchen counter, with two bar stools pushed in under it. The kitchen was fully equipped completed with a dishwasher and VX8 Smart-Stove. I know, I know it is expensive, but hey, I love to cook alright? I know it doesn't fit the sly ex-con fox profile but everyone has their own little quirks and secrets. Mine is that I love to cook. Anything from something as simple as BBQ Chicken, to something as complex as Roach-Racket Lasagna (I would never dare to make that for Judy though). But it didn't stop there, oh no. I wouldn't be a true fox if I didn't do things all the way right? I also love to bake. Carrot bread, almond chocolate truffles, Locust pie and my personal favorite; blueberry fondant. But the best of all is my butternut-infused ice cream. Okay, okay, I'll stop rambling.
My living room was composed of a TV, blue couch with a coffee table. On the coffee table, all alone, stood a Sokan Styled Bonsai tree in a white pot. Yes, I love to cultivate Bonsai trees, but that's something for later, alright? On the wall is a picture of me and Judy, on my first day at work.
I still remembered how the shivers ran up and down my spine as she casually put her right arm around my shoulders. All I could think was: "I love you Judy, and you don't even know it. Please stop. Please take your arm away before I do something that I shouldn't, like try to kiss you. I don't trust myself around you anymore. Please, please take your arm away!". My bedroom has only five things in it. My double bed, my bedside table, my closet, my clothes inside of it, and my diary, hidden safely in the roof. Technically not in my room, I know, but nonetheless hidden. I didn't trust my room enough to hide my diary in it. It sounds stupid I know, but no one, and I mean no one must ever read my diary. Not even Judy. God, especially not Judy.
And then I had my bathroom, undoubtedly the most boring part of my apartment.
"Judy," I whispered to the darkness, remembering my dream. I almost started crying again. Somehow through the tears I manage to punch in Judy's number.
*Ring Ring*
It was just a dream. And thank god for that.
*Ring Ring*
Come ON pick up, pick up, PICK UP!
*Ring Ring*
I started to panic. What if this wasn't just a dream. What if... NO. I won't think like that. But then why isn't she picking up?
*Ring Ri-*
"Hello?"
I shivered all over, my tail starting to wag slightly when I heard Judy's gorgeous morning voice. I breathed out a sigh of relief.
"Judy! It's me! Are you okay? Where are you? Are you hurt? Do you-"
"Whoa, whoa Nick! One question at a time!" She yawned.
"Why are you calling me.." there was a pause "... 2:48 in the morning? We have a briefing tomorrow morning 6:00 am sharp! And I'm not even starting about how much-"
"Carrots?" She kept quiet when she heard how little and scared I sounded.
"I need you Carrots. Now more than ever."
"Oh my god, are you okay?" She suddenly sounded very much awake. "Are you hurt? What happened? Why are-"
I interrupted her. "I dreamt something. Something bad." I hesitated. Will she speak to me, comfort me in the middle of the night, just because of some stupid dream?
She kept quiet for what felt like ages. I felt like I should say something, but what? I wanted to tell her about my highly disturbing dream, but I didn't want to scare her off. Not now, when I need her.
"Carrots?" I tried again. Then she said something that left me speechless, wondering what I did to deserve her.
"I'm on my way. Just hold on. Whatever it is, we'll work it out," she sounded determined. "See you soon."
When I finally found my tongue again, she had already hung up. I just sat there in the darkness in my boxers, flabbergasted. I didn't think she cared enough. I mean, we are partners and all, but I never knew she cared enough to wake up 2:48 in the morning just because I dreamt something. Something horrid, but still. I honestly had the best friend in the entire world.
But she was still just a friend.
Sadly.
TA-DA! Well isn't that nice? So sad and yet comforting. Little bit longer this chapter than the previous one, but then again the previous one was so short you could read it in literally 2 minutes. But this one is a little bit longer. So, do you think Judy be enough comfort for Nick's terrible dream? Only one way to find out! XD
So goodbye until next time, all you beautiful people of the internet!
