A/N: GrandTouring3 takes the shortest time to update his fanfictions. That's a lie.

Seriously though, I apologize to those who were waiting for a third chapter after the second. It's finally here. If you've seen the authors note (now deleted), I needed time to plan out the story. I've got it planned out now.

And while I'm still talking, let me mention that this now has over 100 followers. I'm at a loss for words. I didn't know that people like this that much. Thank you all so much. I'm surprised that most of you have stuck around, even during the hiatus. I never thought it would get here, so again, thank you.

The next chapter won't take too long. And another lie. Let's start before the lies pile up.

(I honestly won't be surprised if this chapter is a bit disappointing to some. After being out of MS Word for 2 weeks, it's expected.)

Chapter 3: The Weekend

Saturday, 7:10 a.m.

Nick struggled to open his eyes. The first thing he noticed was that he had nothing but his shorts on. He didn't most of last night. The fox had a forgetful nature, but he at least remembers what happened the previous day. He remembered being invited to Judy's apartment, having a few drinks and…

No. No way. Please don't tell me..

"Uh, Judy? Did we-"

"No!"

Nick's face was now as red as a tomato.

Of course Judy is awake and in the kitchen. He was sleeping in her bed, so he couldn't help but ask that question. Though he certainly didn't mind if she said yes to that question.

Well, that came off as a bit wrong.

Wait a minute.

"Why aren't you rushing me to the station?"

"Your memory must be messed up right now. It's Saturday, Nick. You were the only one that drank last night."

Perfect! It was the weekend. He could set a reasonable goal for himself. He could try to confess to Judy at the end of the weekend. Or at least ask her out. It sounded way too ambitious for his own good, but he still carried on with it.

"You foxes are so forgetful."

"You've only met two foxes in your life."

"So what? I'm probably the only bunny that you've seen."

That clearly wasn't getting them anywhere. At least to Judy. To the fox, it was getting them farther away. That was what he thought when they had the smallest of arguments. Like this one. To be honest, you couldn't call it an argument. More like a playful exchange of some sorts.

As if his conversations with this bunny weren't awkward. They had their times when they got serious, but that was when they were discussing stuff that wasn't about their feelings. Then again, he did manage to slip in his sly side when they were serious. That wasn't rare.

"Actually, I have met a few bunnies before."

"Really? Where are they?

"Not a clue. They ran away."

"Why? You scared them off?"

"Oh, no. I just talked about stuff they didn't like, and they walked off."

Judy stifled a laugh at that statement. She couldn't help it. "What's so funny, bunny?" She heard him ask behind her. She glared at him.

"Oh, great rhymes there. You should take up a music career."

"Really?"

"No."

Nick rolled his eyes. "You're so nice to me." He said in a sarcastic tone. It didn't bother him too much. It was the nature of his motto. "One of the most inspirational and encouraging people I've ever met." That earned him an elbow to the ribs. "Ow! Come on, Cottontail! It's called a joke!"

Judy was giggling. "I know what a joke is, fox."

Nick blushed, but thanks to his red fur, most of it was barley noticeable. She's never called me "fox" before. And yes, once in a while, Nick would call her "bunny", but Judy hadn't returned the favor. To most animals, calling another animal by his or her animal name has slight romantic undertones. Maybe she didn't mean it. Or maybe she did. To be honest, he hoped that she did.

"Well, maybe you have potential to be a singer. Just don't come to the studio drunk. The last time you sang drunk, my ears almost got busted out." Judy joked.

"So what do you want to do this weekend, Nick?" Okay, she's gone back to saying his actual name again. As if she wanted the vulpine behind him to not take the animal name seriously. The fox wasn't the type to simply let things go. It wasn't that he was incapable of forgiving. He'd just rather remind you of it over and over again. That was one of his favorite things to do. "I was thinking we could take a walk around the Zootopia Central Park."

"Uh, Nick? You forgetting something?" Judy turned around and gave him a playful look.

"Oh shit, coffee!"

"There you go!"

"Oh, whatever!"


Saturday, 9:30 a.m.

Nick had survived the early morning. Barely. It took him a while to get out of the room, as usual. Now it was time for the real day to start. After getting his green Hawaiian shirt and ugly tie on (this didn't come with our complaints from Judy), the two friends headed out of the door, and towards the park. It was like an extra walk to them, because unfortunately for them, Nick was too lazy to get a car.

"We would still be walking if I got a car anyway." And of course, Judy talked to Nick about the same subject. "The park is only a few blocks away."

He could ask her on a date while they're walking. So what was stopping him this time? He didn't really think it was the time yet. Determination kept that thought in the back of his head.

He had narrowed his goal. He would try to ask Judy out on a date by at least 3:00 p.m. It seemed impossible when he considered it. Then again, there were five hours and thirty minutes left to do it. So why not? Because he's too tongue tied to man up and just go for it. All the time, he had accidentally diverted the question to something else. It had stopped recently, but that doesn't mean it's not a problem.

"You look like you have something to say, Nick."

Right. You're standing next to your crush. Just have a normal conversation with her. Can't be too hard, right?

"No, I don't feel like saying anything."

Okay, it's the hardest thing you've ever done. 'I love you. I love you so much.' Just say that.

"You sure?"

"Absolutely."

Judy gave him a look that said, 'I don't believe you.' He couldn't blame her. He answered right after she finished her question. What could he do? He wasn't the type to express his feelings openly, as we've discussed.

"Okay…" Her voice had a questioning tone to it. He needed to work on his social skills. Actually, no he didn't. His social skills just stop working when he's around Judy. Of course.

Come on, Nick. You've got this. A few more hours. Just stall her and then let her go after you ask her.


Saturday, 3:30 p.m.

If you're wondering why Nick is sitting on the couch in his apartment room, and staring up at the ceiling, it should be pretty obvious. If he had done what he had planned to do then he would be doing anything but staring at a ceiling.

That was what happened before he started banging his head on a table.

"Stupid, stupid, stupid!" The fox said as he repeatedly banged his head on said table. "What the fuck did I say? That goal was way too close for you to achieve! Yet you went through with it anyway! Now look where it got you!"

To outsiders, it sounded like he was going insane. No one talked to themselves like that. Nick was just expressing his frustration. Towards himself.

He sighed, and laid back on the couch. "Why am I having so much trouble saying three simple words? 'I love you.' That's it!" Nick felt okay yelling at himself. For some reason.

They're not simple, Nick. Can you think before you say stuff? Or does your brain exist at all?

Still, he didn't give up. He had the rest of the weekend. Nick was going to set a new goal for himself. But he would have to focus on it later. He was tired. At three in the afternoon.

For now, he would just have to spend the rest of the day in his apartment watching whatever is on TV.

Nick would try to ask Judy out on Sunday.


Sunday, 1:00 p.m.

No, he hasn't asked her out yet.

Well, he's getting somewhere. Nick was currently in Judy's apartment. It was a surprise visit, and she immediately let him in. It sounded a bit suspicious. It was like she really needed him with her. That was fine by him, because there was no doubt that he definitely needed her.

It was nothing special. At least not now. Just sitting down on her couch, watching TV. It was a bit uncomfortable, due to the size of her apartment, but he managed.

"Why do always look like you want to say something?"

Never mind.

"As far as I know, I'm trying my best to keep a straight face."

"You're obviously failing."

Okay, a bit of a lukewarm start. But her attitude honestly wasn't helping. He's the sly one. He should be saying these things to her. Right now, he's actually able to keep his mouth shut.

All she was doing was putting pressure on him. And this pressure eventually made him crack.

"Okay! Maybe I do have something to say. I might as well say it now than just keep it bottled up."

Okay, keep going…

"I've been wanting to ask this question for a while…"

"So ask it!"

Nick gave a heavy sigh, and smiled.

"Would you like to…go on a…date?"

Nick was holding in his breath. When he was practicing, he was breathing very heavily. To think that if she said no, he would've done this for nothing.

"I mean, not this week, since we have police duty and stuff, but maybe next Saturday?" The fox swore he could see Judy…blushing. So this is working. He thought immediately.

"Nick…of course!"

And what happened next felt like a blur to the fox. She just pulled Nick into a tight hug. At first Nick enjoyed it. But then, like Judy intended it to be, it got a little too tight.

"Yeah, I'm getting your point, Carrots. You can let go now."

Nick looked at her cheeks. Let's say they were redder than before.

"I see you blushing." Nick tried to stifle a chuckle.

"Shut up."

So that's out of the way. Now all you have to think about is what you got yourself into. But Nick would prefer not to think about that now. All he knew was that he was going to screaming in joy when he got back to his apartment room.


Sunday, 7:30 p.m.

Judy wanted to wipe off the smile she had on her face. But with the events that had occurred earlier that day, it was considered impossible.

She had expected him to ask her that. Just not at that time. But still, it had to get out at some time.

This was going to be a big leap for her feelings. And his feelings, if he had any for her. She didn't know. Even if it should be obvious, because he's the one that asked her on the date. Nick had to wow her. And she was going to wow him. In ways other than…that.

She could have kissed him right then and there. But if she did, then that would ruin the purpose of asking her out. A date has always been considered a start to a romantic relationship. So that would debunk the purpose.

They barely planned this out. They had no idea what they were going to do. Maybe they could go to a restaurant, or maybe have a nice picnic. Provided that it didn't get rained out. They said they would plan out details as the week went on.

But as of now, it was confirmed that she was going a date with Nick.

And she was happy about that.


Saturday couldn't come early enough.

Was he excited? Yes, he was. Was he nervous? Of course. Right now, though, he was more excited than nervous. But he was relieved as well.

Though he couldn't help that maybe he was rushing through this a bit too fast. Nick lobed her of course. He was just thinking that now wasn't the time. He didn't want to go through this too fast or too slow.

His emotions were playing with him. He couldn't take it anymore.

But still, he had six days left.

That's enough time to plan. Enough time to get ready.

He was ready for this date. Actually, he didn't know if he was.

It's a date with Judy Hopps. His partner for about a year. They wanted to step it up.

And taking it a step was what scared Nick the most.


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