DISCLAIMER: Disney still doesn't deem me a worthy enough Knight to own Zootopia. I must prove myself!

Short Author's Note:

Thank you so much for 200 views guys! I never really knew how well this story would be accepted and I'm really excited for the future!

8:25 PM

"Yeah, yeah. Let's hear it Slick." She said reaching for the Sound System volume control and turning it down to better hear him."I always dreamt of owning my own business, I knew I could handle it," Nick began slowly. He inhaled and continued. "After two years of Pawpsicle hustling I made enough to start up my dream; I wanted to make the world's best gambling games. When you go into a casino, do you ever see a game called Red's Wilde Ride? That was my best selling product. Casinos thought that sly foxes would make some interesting games. Not rigged... per se. But hard enougth to win that I provide over fifteen hundred places some games."

"Nick! That's so cool! I always did wonder what owning my own business would be like." Judy said to him in amazement.

Nick chuckled at that. "Hey Carrots, want a drink?" He asked. "Oh Nick, you know that the doctor told me that I can't drink until the drugs have fully gone from my system. 'Till then, carrot juice or grape is fine."

"That's right! Sorry Carrots, I only have blueberry. Is that ok? I know I'm gonna grab myself some beers." He said. He looked at her for a second and a smile began to creep across his muzzle. "Carrots, wanna hear a joke?"

"Sure. I hope this one is actually funny for once." She smirked jokingly.

"You wound me Fluff. Yes, you've stabbed me through my fragile ego." Nick said grasping at his heart and flattening his ears. Judy laughed and gave Nick a quick hug. "Well Fluff, wanna hear it or not?" He asked getting up and heading towards his mini bar. Judy nodded enthusiastically.

"So a duck waddles into a Cosmetics store. She goes up to a sales mammal and asked for their best lipstick." He said grabbing a couple of beers and a small cooler. He tossed Judy a blueberry shake. She caught it and glanced over at him grinning and giggling at the look he gave.

"Nice reflexes. Anyway, the sales mammal comes back to the duck and asks how she wants to pay. The duck looks at her and says, she says, 'Eh, put on my bill.'" He wheezed out the last part between laughs. Judy rolled her eyes at his barrage of dad jokes. "Ah, come on Carrots. If you laughed any louder, I'd have to stop calling you Carrots and start calling you Chuckles."

Two Hours Later

"So I tells this guy, wait, hold on. He tells me! He's the one talking. So, he says 'I never understood it, why would he never give me free parking. I gave him a lifetime membership to the Party Like an Animal club. He never does anything for me though!" Nick slurred.

Judy laughed. She didn't even know how Nick was still conscious after having ten beers. He wasn't large enough to absorb as much alcohol as say, Rhinowitz. His liver be damned, he knew how to have fun. "Nick, you shouldn't drink anymore. I'm already gonna have to give the whole bottle of aspirins just so that your head doesn't explode in the morning." She said giggling at her friends antics.

"Carrots! I just wanna have fun! Hey, hey! Let's watch a movie. I heard of this new horror movie. I got it early for being an occasional movie cripe." He tried to put on his smuggest face, put ended up nearly vomiting.

She went into another laughing fit. "You mean 'critic'? Boy, you are drunk Nick!"

He glared at her for just a second and fell flat on his face.

9:42 AM

When Nick came to, it felt as if somebody dropped a skyscraper on his forehead. His vision was blurry. He saw a lump of grey sitting on the couch on the foot of his bed. "Oh God, Oh no. How much did I drink?" He asked aloud. "You drank nearly eleven beers last night Nick." The grey lump replied almost laughing at the poor hungover red fox. It took him a full minute to realize that he wasn't crazy, the grey lump wasn't talking. The grey lump wasn't even a lump at all. It was Judy.

"Judy, please tell me I wasn't an ass all night." He said groaning.

"You weren't when you were drunk and awake, but I thought you were kind of a dick when you woke me up at 2 AM asking for your favorite EDM tracks. You thought you were gonna party!" She replied a bit disgruntled but amused.

Nick groaned. "Sorry Fluff. I just like to have fun. I get carried away."

"Oh Nick, it's perfectly fine. I'm glad I'm your caretaker right now. I think we'll have a good time. When you're in better condition I'm sure you'll do well in the Academy." She said to Nick punching him in the arm.

"Woah Slugger, try not to get me another cast." He said rubbing his arm and wincing.

Judy blushed. "Sorry Nick, I guess I don't know my own strength to well." She said trying to lighten the mood.

Alright, Nick, it's time for you to grow some balls. You know deep in your heart… or balls, it's getting really hard to tell now isn't it? Well, where ever love comes from, your deep in there that you love her.

"Hey Judy, I wondering if you might want to," he cleared his throat and began to panic as Judy turned to him and looked straight into his eyes, her purple orbs glittering in the light of the lamps and LEDs. He resumed with a cough. "Go get brunch? It's too late for breakfast." He said nervously.

Judy looked away almost dejectedly and said to him, "Yeah Nick. Sure. Anything else?" She added that last part hopefully.

"Uh…. Carrot Cake and Spinach casserole for brunch? On me?" He asked almost panicking.

"Sure, Nick. Sure." She responded. "On one condition."

He froze.

"You tell me what these are doing here. In your apartment." Judy said, a tinge of anger laced with her words. She held up two bags of what looked like dried grass and a bong.

"Shit! Carrots, I swear it's not what it looks like!" Nick pleaded.

"What is it then Nick? It's weed! You know just as well as I do that it's not legal! Tell me this is it, nothing harder at least." Judy almost yelled.

"Yes, yes I know! I don't do it all the time, only when I'm depressed or when I feel sick or something like that. Special occasions with Finnick too I guess. But nothing harder! Just w-weed! I swear to you, Judy!" He panted. Judy was struck with butterflies to her stomach as she realized Nick had just used her real name. She internally swooned.

"Nick, I won't tell. Again under one condition." She said beginning to show amusement on her face.

"Anything! I'll quit, I'll throw it all out if you want!" He told her, his eyes begging for her forgiveness.

She just smirked and began to grin. "The condition is… You have to smoke some with me."

Author's Note Time

Hey, guys.

I've been thinking and I wanted to get your thoughts so please leave reviews on this one, I'd love to get yay or nays here. Here's the idea:

A Criminal Minds type case. I won't throw any details out, but for you who have seen the show know what I mean. If you haven't I highly recommend you do. I'm gonna continue the Nick is Rich story arc, but next is likely going to be a psycho or sociopath of sorts. A serial killer maybe, or something like that. Something gruesome probably. I will not drop the fluff though, more of Nick x Judy action for sure. Also, I'm basing this on a sort of Good Girl Judy AU, as in Judy is still very much a justice-hungry rabbit, but in this case, she's following the Try Everything idea/ideal. She's sort of naive and not as emotionally intelligent as Nick.

Again, tell me what you think! PMs and Reviews are always appreciated, guys. Thanks so much for the support.