"Why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't really want you to know."

"Nick, you can't just leave me, I would be paranoid as hell, wondering where you are and what happened to you."

I don't understand why he wouldn't want me to know. I doubt he would want to get rid of me by any means. Something really has changed, and I don't know what it is. All I know is that this is possibly the last time I may ever see him again.

"Are you trying to get rid of me?" I said it sternly. I wanted to get to the bottom of this.

"No. Of course not! Why would I try to get rid of you." I could already hear the sarcasm in his voice."

"Nick! What has happened to you? You went from being an awesome friend to a complete asshole!" I was trying to hold back the tears.

"Oh, boo hoo! See I have a life back in Zootopia. I don't just sit around in a ratchet house in the middle of nowhere!"

"Nick."

"Listen Ethan, just stop. You are not getting anywhere. Twenty Four hours and we will never speak again. I can go back to my life, and you can go back to yours."

We didn't speak for the rest of the car ride home, which luckily wasn't long. I tried to hold back the tears and Nick just looked out the window. I don't understand what happened in his head, but his old self is starting to come back, which in my opinion is bad.

Maybe something will happen, and we can still be friends for longer. Nick has been the one friend that I never lost. He never abandoned me, and he's helped to turn my life around. If anything I should thank him. I have a job, a nice car, maybe even soon I'll move to a nice house.

We got home, and went inside. Nick went down the hall and I never heard from him until night. All evening I thought about what he said. It was the only thing going through my head. I was on the couch crying, weeping to myself. It got late enough and I calmed myself down. I went into my bedroom, crawled into my bed and hid under the covers. If this was going to end, I would like it to end fast, and I will go back to my terrible, boring, no good life.

In the middle of the night, I heard my door creak open. It wasn't long until I heard a soft voice on the side of my bed.

"Ethan?"

"Nick?"

"I'm sorry.I didn't mean what I said earlier. I just want to go back to my old life, my old friends, and live the perfect life I was living back in Zootopia. At the same time, I don't want to lose you. You have been the nicest most caring friend I have ever met, and I don't want to lose you. You are amazing, and I wish the best of luck to you."

"Nick. It's okay, I understand your pain, and why you want to go back." I was trying to hold back the tears.

At this point, I realised what is going on, why he was acting the way he was. Something happened, and he forgot who he was, but I think he is starting to remember.

"Can I just sleep in here?" Nick asked politely and quietly."

"Sure."

It didn't take long until I fell asleep. With a friend like this by my side, I felt happier than I ever felt in my life.