Hi, it's been awhile. I'm sorry about the delay, I was having so many things being done at once, and multiple story ideas flooding my brain, that I forgot to keep track of this amazing story. So I apologize. In other news, today is my birthday. I'm finally seventeen, one year closer to adult-hood (not really), and so to celebrate this wonderful day, I figured I'd give you all this amazing update. On another serious and very irritating note, The Masked Fox (a wonderful story I'm most positive you all know of) by Cimar of Turalis Wildehopps, along with a few other stories written by amazing authors on this site, have been plagiarized, word to word, and cover to back. The person doing this has actually done this many times before (she still hasn't learnt) and her user is nightfuryfan95 on wattpad. I've already messaged her and commented frequently to have her take the stories down, but she blocked me so I can no longer do so. I've already made Cimar aware, as well as others, via Reddit, and we are still currently trying to take the account/stories down. However, nothing is working, and at this point, the fraud will get away with it. Please, do me a favor, and sign up or log in to your wattpad account go to her profile and report this girl, we need to not let her get away with this. What she's doing is wrong, and she knows it! In conclusion, I hope you really enjoy this chapter, which was possible thanks to 5.56X45 , whom helped me continue this chapter, and know how to start it.
Judy hadn't slept in weeks. The night she had given Nick all the information she could about the panther whom had been following her, Nick along with a multitude of Officers did their best to search every nook and crannie, to find him and put him behind bars. They had no such luck, and each day and night that passed, the failure of finding the feline, crept up on Judy. The rabbit could not sleep nor eat, in fearing that the moment she had her guard down, the panther would strike. She had seen too many movies where the main character was killed in the worst possible way, due to the fact they took a risk, and didn't listen to their instincts, hours later being found dead in a ditch somewhere.
With that thought in mind, Judy stood from the couch where she had been for the past couple of hours, and headed for the ZPD which happened to be right around the block from where she stayed. Walking briskly, the rabbit pulled the hoodie she wore over her ears, hoping to not attract any unwanted attention -attention, being from the panther that was still out there- as soon as she entered the precinct, she pulled the hoodie from her ears, allowing them to spring up in attention, as she pin-pointed noise from every corner, the HQ bustling with Officers, going to and from. Walking up to the desk area, Judy spotted the same cheetah whom she had shouted at weeks before, and took the time to look at his nameplate. As she did so, she quickly caught the attention of the cheetah who gasped in recognition of the female, and he gasped.
"You're Judy Hopps." The cheetah stated, firmly. And whether or not it was meant to be a question, the rabbit found herself answering anyway.
"Uh, yeah." She shrugged casually. The cheetah squealed, and from the high pitch and enthusiasm it carried, Judy found herself wondering just how much sugar the cat, had put in his bowl of cereal. The feline suddenly leant down, as far as he could, before he cupped a paw over one side of his mouth and whispered frantically.
"Nick has been talking so much about you, I mean after the incident, he's been busting his tail going to different authorities of the precinct, and the court to see if he could get you some security, police protection if need be." He told her, giving her another large smile, that made it hard to even think of being annoyed with the guy. Judy found herself, confused yet relieved at the news, that she had someone who actually cared about her well-being. Rising onto the tip of her toes, the rabbit lent over the desk a bit, to meet the cheetah's eye, as he currently looked through his phone.
"Well? Do you know if they gave him a direct answer or not?" She raised a brow. The cheetah sighed a bit, his tone dejected.
"Most of those he's went to have declined. They keep swearing up and down, that they can't ensure you'll be protected, nor do they believe a fox could provide safe-keeping for a bunny, an angry panther is after. But, Nick refuses to give up, everyday he's been fighting tooth and nail, to get you some real answers. Ones, that ensure your well-being is safe." The feline continued, and the rabbit let herself smile a bit, she'd never had someone care for her, and actually want her to be safe. For all the years she'd been on the streets, it was constant for the rabbit to depend on no mammal but herself, to survive. The fact, that Nick Wilde, an officer of the law -the opposite of what she did for a living- was willing to put things aside to make sure, she was safe, and away from harm, despite all the shit she'd given him, made her feel like she truly did have a friend.
Smiling, she thanked the cheetah before asking the whereabouts about the fox who'd remained the topic of their conversation, to which the cheetah pointed her to an office, that had nothing but a plain brown door, duct tape on it with the words Officer Wilde printed on top. She entered, not bothering to knock as she spotted the canid, muttering under his breath as he attended to paperwork. Smirking, the bunny leant beside his work space, the fox not having noticed her presence, as his tail twitched irritably, and his eyes strained hard to view the forms in front of him.
"Well, well. Look at the busy bee in work." She stated softly, smiling as the fox turned to face her with a surprised gasp.
"Judy, what are you doing here?" He asked. The bunny smiled.
"I was coming here to see if I could get some kind of guard or something, only to find out a certain fox was already on the ball with getting me some police protection of the sorts." She raised her brow at him, watching as his emerald eyes shifted to the floor, his paw rubbing the back of his neck.
"Yeah, I-I-um.."
He was cut off, when a paw softly touched his arm, his eyes widening then lifting to meet the grateful purple ones of the rabbit by his desk.
"Thank you, Nick. It feels nice to know someone cares." They smiled at one another, before going separate ways. The rabbit leaving with a huge toothy smile.
She was no longer alone.
It seems that the friendship between the two is growing, and steadily. I can't wait for these two to finally date (but it won't happen yet)
Anyway, thanks for reading and I hope you will leave some nice reviews below.
Happy Birthday cake for everyone!
