Hello again!
After doing some digging in the fanfic world, I found another Zootopia fic called 'The Hunt.' That's why I renamed my story to 'Jaws of Evil.' My sincerest apologies to the writer and I hope this doesn't create any confusion!
Guest, thank you so much! I'll try my best! :)
Hours later, Judy and Nick were sitting next to each other at the table in Mrs. Wilde's apartment. Judy had met Nick's mother during his training. They loved each other immediately. Ever since then, the friends would visit Mrs. Wilde every week. It was a nice change from Nick's con artist days when she would be lucky to hear from him once a month.
Their shifts long over, they were in everyday clothes. After spending their work day focusing on paperwork, it was nice for them just to chat about whatever they wanted.
"Alright, I've got one!" said Judy, "Which would you rather do? Get a paper cut on your tongue or on the webs between your claws?"
"Ha!" he answered, "Between my claws! Not even close!"
"Oh really?"
He explained, "If I had a paper cut on my tongue, eating and drinking anything would be agony. Worse case scenario is I can't use my hands and you'd have to do all of my paperwork for a few days."
"Valid, I guess."
"Alright," he began. "You have the opportunity to learn everything you've ever wanted to know, but as a result you have an uncontrollable urge to tackle old people whenever you see them. Do you accept?"
Judy shook her head, "Ask me another one!"
"Nope! That's the one you get! Or would you rather admit defeat?"
She raised an eyebrow, "This is a competition?"
"Everything between us is, Carrots. Now answer."
"Alright, alright. Let me think. Will everybody know that I have to tackle them?"
"Those close to you, but not everyone."
Judy sighed, "I guess I'll never get to know everything."
Mrs. Wilde entered from the kitchen. She was wearing an apron and two red oven mitts. In her paws was a steaming, glass container of casserole. She seemed genuinely entertained by what she just overheard.
"How old are you two?" she asked, "Sixteen?"
Instead of answering the rhetorical question, Judy just said, "Mrs. Wilde, your son is the worst!"
"You're the one hypothetically tackling old people!"
Mrs. Wilde set the casserole on the table, "I found this new vegetarian casserole recipe that I hope you like, Judy."
"I'm sure I will, Mrs. Wilde! You don't have to keep eating food without meat in front of me. I've seen Nick eat plenty of fish, bugs, and whatnot."
She waved in dismissal, "Nonsense, we eat what you eat."
Nick scooped a serving onto his plate with a fork and knife, "Thanks, Mom. This looks delicious!"
"Careful, it's hot!"
If Judy had told Nick that, she knew he would make a smart remark on how there's steam coming out of it, but since it was his mother, he just nodded and blew on his serving. Just as well too. He should show her respect. Mrs. Wilde was one of the nicest animals Judy had ever known. Nick knew this, which is probably why he was so polite to her. That or because he loved his mother, felt guilty about not seeing her often before, or because she went through so much trying to raise him. Perhaps it was all of them.
Mrs. Wilde sat, "So you were both going to visit Judy's family last time I saw you. How is your family, Judy?"
"They're doing fine. Another one of my siblings is getting married, so I have that to look forward to."
"Bridgette, right?" asked Nick.
"Yep."
Nick smiled, "This is wedding number 58, right?"
"Yep!"
Mrs. Wilde grabbed her own serving, "Nick's always had a good memory. It's been both a blessing and a curse. He told me that it's his mission to learn the names of all of your siblings. How many do you have again?"
Judy cut up her own serving to release the steam, "My parents stopped at 403."
Nick took a bite of his casserole, "Mike, Bridgette, Greg, Jeffrey, Nathan, Marcus, Janet, Susan, Paul, Luke, Daniel, Fredrick, Warren, George, Lily, Rose, Jade, Victoria, Emma, Lisa, Kyle, Kaden, Josie, Drew, Robert, Kristin, Thomas, Haley, Maddie, Anna, Ryan, Isaac, Oliver, Sam, Logan, Byron, Richard, Mandy, and Sally. Just to name a few that I remember."
Mrs. Wilde stated, "I have a lot of respect for your parents. It was hard enough raising this one."
"I wasn't that bad!" Nick objected.
"Oh really? Well let me name the time when-"
Mrs. Wilde was interrupted when both of the cops' phones started to ring. They both dug out their phones (Nick thanking his lucky stars) to see a text message from Bogo.
My office. First thing in the morning. Don't be late!
"Is everything alright?" asked Mrs. Wilde.
The friends looked at each other before Nick answered, "I don't know, Mom."
Bogo stood in his office the next day, looking out the window into the busy streets of Zootopia. The red folders he held in his hooves were more than concerning.
Their was a knock on the door, "Enter."
He heard the door open as Nick and Judy entered his office. He also heard them close the door and walk over to his desk.
Assuming they had sat down, he began, "This case is too important to address in debriefing. You two are reckless, stubborn, high maintenance, bend rules often, and Wilde is by far the most irritating officer that I have ever presided over."
"Aw, thank you!" answered Nick.
"But you two are also the best officers I've got." He turned, "You are familiar with the attack cases as of late, correct?"
Judy nodded, "Yes Sir."
"They are too alike and there are now so many of them that we can't treat them as individual instances. Someone is behind all of them."
"We've already seen some of the injuries," said Nick, "They're different sizes. They can't be caused by the same animal."
"Then we're looking for a group," said Bogo, "All of the attack cases now belong to you two. It is now your job to find out who is doing this and why.
He set the files on his desk, which Judy eagerly collected, "Thank you, Sir! We won't let you down!"
"Good. Now get out of my office."
Here it is! I really hoped you all enjoyed!
The next chapter should be up soon!