AN:/ :D I AM HERE! UPDATING DAILY!... School is starting, and I have to be back August 4th. -cries tears of pain and suffering- ... And I have so many ideas for this story! I need more summer break time! -sigh- I'll work with what I got.
I'm saying all this, because it means I wont be able to update as often. Like, daily. I cant do that. Though, a few weeks into school, maybe. But I will become a Junior, and that means- Special Test For Life Year. Yaay... College plans, college booklets, classes for college, classes for life, classes for career's. I really don't wanna grow up.
FYI: When I work on chapters, it's either 10:00 at night, and 1:00 AM when I finish, or 10:00 in morning, and 1:00-3:30 when I finish. :D Awful schedule.
BUT THAT DOESN'T MATTER RIGHT THIS MOMENT, WHAT MATTERS IS, I HAVE A NEW CHAPTER! Just... If I hardly update, don't worry. I will be back, It will just get a bit difficult. ^^
Thanks for reading this boring Authors Note! And Enjoy! :3
Last Chapter:
After traveling inside the Joke-Mobile, Judy, Nick, and Suzanne find themselves arriving at the Cliffside Asylum. Filled to the brim with Timber Wolves, the possibilities were endless. Of course, everything goes to plan. Until Suzanne gets captured, as Judy and Nick escape to tell Chief Bogo that they've found all the missing mammals. Judy reassures Nick that she's completely fine, when in reality, it isn't at all.
Never really thought I'd be visiting an Asylum. Never really thought I'd be hiding behind a rock. Never really thought I'd soon be locked in a modern cell for rabid animals.
Just one more reason to add to the list of wanting to stay inside the Meter-Maid vehicle.
I see Judy and Nick raise themselves up over the rock, peeking above it. I decided to just not move, and wait for the game plan. I already know what it looks like, so why bother?
Judy nudges Nick, and then Nick grabs the back of my shirts collar, and I gag at the sudden tug when they start moving. Holding back a few choice words, I wriggle my way out of his grasp as we as quietly as possible run to a toll booth. A toll booth? Why would there be a toll booth for an ASYLUM?!
I had this disturbed and shocked face I guess, because Judy patted my shoulder reassuringly. I shook my head, and squinted my eyes down at her. Nick then gets both of our attentions by making hand gestures, trying to tell us without words his plan.
Okay, I know what he does, and even I can't make head or tails of what the heck he just showed us. I raise an eyebrow at his attempt at communication, and as he nodded at us both and sped around to the other side of the booth, I realized he should become a mime.
A mime cannot speak, and when a Nick cannot speak, I am a happy little vixen.
Glancing down to Judy, I shrug, and decide to do something stupid. I walk right out into plain sight, and stand behind the white timber wolf. I mimic his posture, and set my hands behind my back, with one of Nick's looks I picked up. I call it, "The I duhn' care." face.
Its basically an uninterested facial expression. Well, whatever you wanna call it, I did it, and it was glorious.
Until Nick grabbed the back of my shirt, again, and dragged me to where he was. His eyes screamed at me from my place beside him. If you could hear them, they would be yelling, "WHAT WERE YOU DOING, PEACH!?" I shrugged at his enraged eyeballs, and casually pointed to the edge of the booth, just as Nick apparently heard the creeping wolf, and the loud sniffing. He then clings onto me in obvious suspension. I grimace at his inhuman tight grip. Dude, hug the wall, not me.
Suddenly, I stifle a laugh. Judy was going to howl in,
"Awoooo!"
Now. She was going to howl now. I grip onto Nick's shirt, as my body starts shaking, tears well up in the corner of my eyes, as my mouth scrunches up in barely contained laughter. The timber wolf then howls back after she fades away. "Gary, quit it, you're gonna start a howl!" Gary? Oh! OH! GARY AND LARRY. The Timber wolves! The names! The howling! The patrick! I then shake my head, this time, Nick starts to get concerned. I cant see why.
I then step away from Nick, and lean over him, to the edge of the booth, and cup a hand over my mouth, and howl. It sounded eerie. Chorus really does make you 'hoo' better, huh? I can already see Judy's grinning face.
Well, it worked. And as Gary howled, so did Larry. Judy then ran across the booth, grabbed me, and I grabbed Nick. We all then ran to the right side of the building, passing by several other howling wolves, and I let out a chuckle, before collapsing in a heap on the ground, as we were finally out of view.
Nick walks over, grabs my shoulders, and shakes me. "Why the heck did you do that?!" He says, eyebrows furrowed. I only giggle, and rub my eyes. I look up at him, silly grin plastered over my face. "D-Do what?" I answer with my own question. He only blinks, his eyes still wide and glaring.
Judy rolls her eyes in my peripheral vision. "Come on, you two. Quit staring into each others eyes." She points to the sewer drain pouring out water over our heads. "Lets go!"
I pout, and shove Nick off me. He stumbles back, and smirks at me. I look back, as Judy began her ascent to the drain. I glare at him, pout deepening. He only walks ahead of me, and starts to climb as well.
I follow him, but only after making sure he wasn't going to step on my face "accidentally" or something.
I end up crawling out of the sewer grate after Nick and Judy. I glare in slight fear at all the mess inside the room we were in. Judy turns on her phone, and the light shows us the contents of the room.
"It looks like this was a hospital." I shivered at her remark. Oh how I hate hospitals. The smell, the food, everything that goes on in there. Bleh.
The light shines over a door, and from all the mess, it looks the cleanest. Levi would not like this place. "Wow. A door. How bout' one of us goes and opens it? Cause, ya' know. Curiosity." I say, doing the "Imagination." hand movement. Judy looks to me, and shoves me forward. I sigh, and walk up to the door, and open it.
Judy pops beside me, and Nick sets his arms over my shoulders, and places his chin in between my ears. "All clear." Oh, NOW he says it. I flick the side of his face with my ears. Judy turns on her phone again, and looks around the room. "All this equipment is brand new." She says, taking pictures of the equipment.
"Look. The images." I point to the brain scans. "Why are they of the brain?" I ask. Knowing the answer. During the movie, that always got my attention. "They were trying to compare and contrast between savaged and normal animals, to find anything uniquely different?" I say aloud. I then covered my mouth, as Judy turns to me, a serious look on her face. "Maybe." She agrees, and I let out a silent breath. Thought I had been a little to smart there.
"Carrots, Peaches." We hear Nick call.
"Pineapple, Cantaloupe." I reply, looking over at some of the equipment by Judy. "Now that we've both said what we want, let's make that fruit cocktail." I only feel Judy's grip on my wrist, as she tugs me over to where I knew Nick was. "Suz', look." She points to the floor, and I turn and my eyes widen. "Oh. Well, I suppose the cocktail can wait." I say, staring down at the torn up floor. "Claw marks." Judy says. "No, it's chalk. And the tiger wants to play hopscotch." I mutter, raising a brow. She only elbows my side. I grunt, and rub my sore ribs.
"Hey.. You never do that to Nick." I grumble, wincing in pain. She only rolls her eyes. "So it's a tiger?" She asks, shining her light to the cell.
The tiger, as I had said, pounced at Nick from inside it's confinement, and he flails around, and almost falls on Judy. She only maneuvers out of the way, and leaves me to pick up the pieces of a startled Nick. "You know, it's friggin' adorable when you freak out." I say as I pat his back, and follow Judy. She gives me a look. "It actually is, cause' he's usually so smug." I defend, ears lowered. Nick ends up following us, as Judy continues to look around. The light shows a jaguar. "Mr. Manchas." Nick goes to look at his file, as I walk to the clear door of cell, and place a paw to it, frowning sadly up at the growling jaguar.
Nick walks over, and grabs my other paw, and smiles comfortingly down at me. He doesn't say a thing, and only leads me back to Judy, as she nears Mr. Otterton's cage.
We all see Otterton snarling out at us. And I see his eyes have reverted back to the normal, to me, thick pupil. NO white of the eyes. His glasses are broken a few feet away from his crouched form, and he then runs under the bed, continuing to snarl. I sigh. "It's him! We found our otter." Judy turns to me, nodding. I keep me saddened look. She goes back to the otter. "Mr. Otterton, my name is Officer Judy Hopps. Your wife sent me to find you." I was about to set a paw to her shoulder. "Judy, he can't understand you." I try to explain. "We're gonna get you out of here..." Judy says softly, before Mr. Otterton pounces against the glass, jolting Judy and Nick back in surprise. I was used to it, but it still got to me a little.
"Or not! Guess he's in no rush to get home to the missus." Nick added, and I flick his ear. He yelped, and held his throbbing ear. Before he could get a word in, my own ears turned, and my tail began to poof up."Eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen..." I turn to the door, the pounding footsteps echo inside my head. Cant they hear them? "Not including Manchas, it's... It's fourteen. Chief Bogo handed out fourteen missing mammal files. They're all here! All the missing mammals are right here!"
"Hide." I said, starting to usher her into an empty cage. She looks to me confused, before the sound of the door opening got their attention. "Move!" I whisper, now hiding with her and Nick, staring out into the passageway. We soon hear a voice.
"Enough! I don't want excuses, Doctor, I want answers." Mayor Lionheart and a Badger enter the room. I lower myself even further down, worried I could be seen. Blend in.
The badger lady starts to speak, "Mayor Lionheart, please. We're doing everything we can." She tries to explain to the lion. Judy then carefully turns on her phone, and begins to record their conversation. "Really? 'Cause I've got a dozen-and-a-half animals here who've gone off the rails crazy, and you can't tell me why! Now I'd call that awfully far from "doing everything"!" he practically shouts.
"Sir, it may be time to consider their biology." Judy looks suspicious, and Nick looks confused. I feel my fur bristle. Biology? This is where the pain starts.
"What? What do you mean "biology"?" The lion asks, sounding to me slightly offended. That's just me.
"The only animals going savage are predators. We cannot keep it a secret, we need to come forward!"
"Hm, great idea." He mock thinks, "Tell the public. And how do you think they're gonna feel about their mayor," His voice grows in volume, "Who is a lion?! I'll be ruined!" Judy and Nick look to me and each other in worry. It's weird being in the middle of a glance of worry.
"Well, what does Chief Bogo say?" the doctor asks. "Chief Bogo doesn't know. And we are going to keep it that way." I then reach over and just as Judy's parents call, press the red button on her phone.
"Someones here!"
It still gets their attention. Dang. Awkward.
"Sir, you need to go. Now. Security, sweep the area!" She orders, as both Mayor Lionheart and the doctor badger lady leave the room as an alarm sounds, red light sweeping over the room repeatedly. I yelp at the loud noises, and trip over the edge of the cell door on the floor, and trip out of the cell just as the doors close. I then sit up, eyes wide. I get up and see Nick and Judy trying to open the door.
I slam my paws against the glass. "Guys! Listen! The security is coming, and you need to escape!" I yell, pointing frantically to the toilet to the right of them. Judy looks over to it, and back to me nodding. Nick is too busy metaphorically dying.
I see Judy's lips move, and I thank the lucky stars I know at least a little of what they're saying. After she finishes, I guess he FINALLY saw me, and his eyes widen, and runs to the glass door, eyes wide. I look unamused. "Oh, so you do care." I mutter, raising my eyebrows.
He only taps the glass, as if making sure it was real. "I AM NOT A FISH, YOU DINGUS." I yell, and slap the glass near his face. He steps back, and I shake my head, pouting. Only to jump and turn my head to the opening door. The wolves enter with weird guns, and soon see me, their ears perk up.
I step back from the cell glass, my paws sliding off of it, to place themselves in front of me, and my own ears fold to the back of my skull, and my tail curls around my legs. "Am I supposed to howl now, Judy?" I ask quietly.
A grey one walks closer and he has a larger white gun, and aims it at me, and before I can even blink, I am pinned to the floor with a thick and heavy net covered over my body. From my spot pressed hard against marble, I barely make out a pair of green eyes before they're gone. And so was everything else, because not a few moments later, a sharp stinging pain in my thigh region had my mind and body going numb.
(With Judy and Nick) 3rd POV
Both Judy and Nick slide down the pipe and fall out, down past a waterfall of sorts and into the water below, all the while screaming.
Nick soon emerging, ears back and starts calling out for Judy. "Carrots? Hopps? Judy!" She then emerges as well a few moments later, and holds up her phone in the ziplock bag. "We gotta tell Bogo!"
Nick nods, but he only grimaced, swimming over to Judy. "But what about Peach?! She's still in there!" He says, looking back up to the building, half expecting and hoping, to see her follow after them and fall into the water too.
"She'll be fine. We need to call in to HQ." Judy reassures, and starts swimming away from the building and towards land.
Nick frowned, and glared at Judy's retreating form. "I hope you're right about that, Carrots!" He called out, swimming after her. "I know I am!"
"I am not fine." I whisper to myself, eyes watering up. Curled in a corner of my new cage, I stare down at my free paws, but covered muzzle. I couldn't get it off, no matter what I did. And I knew that if they saw me mess with it, they'd bind my wrists too.
Hugging myself close, tail wrapping around my waist for some type of reassurance, images flashed behind my eyelids.
A room, with warm yellow walls, covered in drawings by children. Chairs sprawled about, and small books and toys littered the floor.
A fox, around the age of 10 or 11, was curled in the corner of the room, with papers stuck to her shaking body.
Her sad, confused, and angry gaze hid the loneliness. Golden-brown eyes shimmered, as tears fell against the contraption muffling her wails.
They muzzled her.
Again.
AN:/ Hmm. This was a lot more serious at the end. :/ Ah well! There are references in this one too, just not as many as last chapter.
This took a little longer than I wanted, but I'm not even close perfect when it comes to updating to a specific schedule. Haha.
I have ideas for a new story on Inuyasha. I have to wait to post it, though. :D
I just started a marathon for the show yesterday, and it's been at least three years since I've seen it, and I love it even more.
Thank you for reading, and hope you have a good rest of the day/afternoon/night/morning!
