Zootopia One Shots by Anguirus1955
Disclaimer: Zootopia is owned by Disney. Personally, I think that this information is obvious, but for the sake of legal protection, I will state it anyway.
008: Officer McHorn's Bad Day
It had been an accident. Really, it was. McHorn hadn't done it on purpose, but he also didn't expect anyone to forgive him either. He should have paid attention to his surroundings. If only he had paid more attention to where he was going, then maybe it could've been avoided.
The day had started out simple enough for McHorn as he woke up and got out of bed. His wife kissed him on the cheek before he walked out of the house and made his way over to his car, where he was waved to by his neighbor, a glasses-wearing Grizzly bear who sold propane and propane accessories. McHorn got into his car and drove to the station's parking lot before getting out and heading inside the main lobby, where he greeted Clawhauser before making his way to the bathroom. He noticed inside that some modifications had been made recently, such as the additional toilet seats for smaller animals, so that the large toilets could be kept intact without the need for building a whole new set of plumbing.
Of course, despite being awake enough to drive, McHorn still felt a bit tired, and not entirely aware of his surroundings as he washed his hands and exited the restroom. He quietly made his way into the briefing room, where most of his comrades were up and about, talking and gossiping amongst each other. McHorn even heard Hopps and Wilde speaking, completely engrossed in their conversation as he made his way to his seat.
As he sat down, keeping his eyes on the board, McHorn had the very strange sensation that his usual seat was a bit further away from the door than usual. He paid that no mind, although he did eventually hear a strange series of yelps and squeals before the entire room quieted down as Chief Bogo entered the room. As the Chief started speaking, McHorn couldn't help but feel something odd underneath him. His pants felt a little moist for some reason, but he didn't pay it much mind.
It was only when he realized how quiet the room had become that he noticed everyone's attention was fixed on him. "What's everyone looking at?" McHorn asked. Officer Johnson pointed down at his seat. McHorn looked down and saw a small furry red arm sticking out from under his butt. McHorn's eyes widened as he took in a breath and slowly sat up.
"No, please. Not again," McHorn whispered as he slowly got up and looked at his seat. Everyone in the room covered their faces and had looks of shock and horror. Even Chief Bogo seemed disturbed and unnerved. "Oh no," McHorn whispered to himself as he saw the crushed and flattened bodies of Judy Hopps and Nick Wilde.
"I-I killed them!" McHorn gasped in horror. "I sat on them!" he cried out. Bogo slowly walked forward and saluted the crushed bodies of his two officers. "What have I done!?" McHorn asked himself in agony. "You killed two of our most promising officers... by complete accident," Fangmeyer said. "This is the twentieth worst thing that I've ever done," McHorn said with a sob. The entire precinct became silent that day, and McHorn had never felt more terrible in his entire life, except for the other nineteen times he'd accidentally sat on and killed one or two of his fellow police officers.
Fin
Author's Note: You know... I've just realized that this story could end slightly differently... and a little bit darker as well. This was also originally going to be titled Nick And Judy Get Killed, but I didn't want to spoil their fate so quickly. However, the title also gave me an idea... and I just happen to be a fan of Penn & Teller.
Alternate Ending: Nick And Judy Get Killed
"I-I killed them!" McHorn gasped in horror. "I sat on them!" he cried out. Bogo slowly walked forward and saluted the crushed bodies of his two officers. "What have I done!?" McHorn asked himself in agony. "You killed two of our most promising officers... by complete accident," Fangmeyer said. "This is the twentieth worst thing that I've ever done," McHorn said with a sob. "I... I can't do this. I can't go on after killing more of my fellow officers like this without penance," McHorn said as he reached down to his holster.
"McHorn, we all make mistakes," Chief Bogo said sympathetically. "So? This is the twentieth time that I've made this mistake. The twentieth! I-I don't deserve to live," McHorn said with a sob as he pulled out his sidearm and aimed it at his head. "McHorn, no!" Fangmeyer called out. McHorn pulled the trigger and splattered his brains all over the room. Fangmeyer gasped and collapsed onto his knees. "Oh dear god, why!?" he cried out.
"I... I can't deal with this," Fangmeyer said as he pulled out his sidearm. "Fangmeyer, stop!" Bogo ordered. "No! I-I can't! This is too much! I've seen too many deaths and other horrible things! I can't go on like this!" Fangmeyer said just before he too blew his own brains out. "No!" Francine called out in horror. "No... why?" she asked as she curled up into a large ball and began to cry. "Why does this keep happening? Every three years, this kind of thing keeps happening! I can't take it!" Francine cried out as she twisted her trunk around her neck and tugged hard, killing herself and falling over, crushing two of her fellow officers to death by accident.
"So much death," Officer Johnson, a polar bear, said with sorrow. He shook his head in his paws. "What kind of world are we living in?" he asked himself as he slowly drew his service pistol from its holster. "Now wait just a minute!" Bogo yelled at him. "I can't, Chief! It's too much. I can't work like this! I can't live like this! It's... it's just too much!" Johnson cried as he placed the barrel of his gun in his mouth and squeezed the trigger. His brains splattered against Officer Anderson, a tiger, behind him.
"Oh my god," Anderson said in horror. "If anyone comes in here... I'm a predator... covered in blood. Everyone will think that I did it. There's no way I'll get a fair trial! I won't last in prison!" he cried as he pulled out his gun and shot himself in the heart. Bogo watched with bile fascination as his briefing room was soon shrunk down to just him and Officer Woolerthon, a ram. Woolerthon pulled out his pistol and aimed it at his head. "Wait, you don't have to do this!" Bogo called out to the ram. "But sir, everyone else is doing it," Woolerthon said before blowing his brains out.
"Dear Mickey, my lord and Savior, please forgive me, for I cannot handle such trauma," Bogo said as he prayed before pulling out his service pistol and placing it in his mouth. He blew his brains out and splattered them against the wall behind him as he slumped over onto his desk, his gun falling to the floor. A few minutes later, Benjamin Clawhauser entered the briefing room, followed by Grizzoli. "I'm sure they'll under... oh em gee. What happened in here?" Clawhauser asked in shock as he saw the dead bodies of his fellow officers in the room.
"I... I can't take this," Grizzoli said as he slumped down against the doorway. "Clawhauser, I can't do it. I can't go on like this, knowing that my friends, my family, have died like this," Grizzoli said tearfully. He then pulled out his gun and placed it in his mouth. Clawhauser watched with wide eyes as Grizzoli's brains soon painted the doorway and floor behind the bear's body.
Clawhauser slumped against the opposite side of the doorway and held his head in his paws. "What kind of world is this? Why even bother going on? My girlfriend's cheating on me and thinks I don't know about it, and I know the kid ain't mine. My family never speaks to me. My favorite brand of donuts has been discontinued. And Gazelle just announced that she's retiring. What's the point?" he asked as he pulled out his sidearm and placed it in his mouth. He heard a click after squeezing the trigger. "Dammit," he muttered. He then looked across the room and saw Chief Bogo's gun lying on the floor.
A few minutes later, a final shot rang out from inside the precinct, and the city was without its finest. Soon, all of Zootopia fell in chaos and discord, and eventually its residents collapsed into a destructive frenzy. All because officer McHorn didn't look before sitting in his seat. The bastard.
Fin
Alternate Alternate Ending
"A few minutes later, a final shot rang out from inside the precinct, and the city was without its finest. Soon, all of Zootopia fell in chaos and discord, and eventually its residents collapsed into a destructive frenzy. All because officer McHorn didn't look before sitting in his seat," Victoria Wilde said to her young full-rabbit cousins as they sat on the bed in rapt attention. Their big bunny eyes were wide, their ears flattened, and their noses twitching as their mouths hung open in shock. Victoria's story had warped their fragile little minds and shocked them to the core. "So remember, always look before you sit down on something, especially if its a toilet or a chair where someone's tail happens to be resting," Victoria said with a vengeful smile on her face.
Fin
