Author's Note:

Thank you, GhostWolf88, the two Guests, imjustlikehumphrey, USA Patriot, and Chlaco for your reviews of chapter nine.

And, we're going back to third person for the epilogue.

Epilogue:

As the early morning sunlight streamed in through the window, it began to cause Nick Wilde to stir. He rolled over and saw his wife, Judy Wilde, sleeping peacefully. He planted a kiss on her cheek as he got out of bed. He went to the kitchen and began making breakfast for his family. After about ten minutes, Judy groggily made her way into the kitchen.

"Good morning, Carrots," Nick said.

"Morning," Judy said.

"How're you feeling?"

"I feel a million times more tired than usual," Judy said as she poured a cup of coffee.

"You should be," Nick said as he set a plate of blueberry pancakes on the island by the bar stools. "Seeing as you'd been captured by Old Mammal Cain yesterday."

Judy stared at Nick with bewilderment. "What?"

"Yeah, you wandered out to the woods near Bunnyburrow and he found you, remember?" Nick said putting some pancake in his mouth.

"No, I don't."

Nick dropped his fork. "Who are your parents?"

"What kind of question is that?"

"Just answer it."

"Stuart and Bonnie Hopps," Judy said, giving Nick more confused look.

"Who are our kits?" Nick asked.

"Nicole and Kenny."

"Who were my parents?"

"Marie and Jeff Wilde."

"Who am I?"

"My husband, Nick Wilde. Is this some kind of joke?" Judy asked.

"What's our job?" Nick asked, ignoring the question.

"Police officers at the ZPD Precinct One." Nick started to tear up. "Nick? What's wrong?"

Nick got up and embraced Judy in a big bear (fox?) hug. "I've missed you, Judy."

"I think I'm missing something," Judy said.

Nick pulled away. "Ironic, you completely forgot your memory loss."

"Wait, I had memory loss?"

"For almost two and-a-half weeks."

Just then, Nicole came in. Her eyes lit up when she saw Judy. "Mommy!" she said as she ran up to give her a hug.

Judy scooped her into her arms and hugged her. "Hey, there, Nicole."

"Looks like someone missed you," Nick said.

"Don't leave me again, Mommy," Nicole said.

"I won't, sweetie. I won't."

"Welcome back, Hopps," Chief Bogo said as the two entered the lobby.

"It's good to be back, Chief," Judy replied.

"I hope you are prepared for your duties," Bogo said.

"Same as always," Judy said, giving Nick a playful punch in the arm.

"Good. Briefing in ten minutes," Bogo said as he walked off.

"...And parking duty. Really?" Judy said as she placed a ticket on a car that was overstaying its time in a parking space.

"At least it's less likely for us to get shot," Nick said as he sat in the "Joke-mobile" with his legs crossed and his feet on the dash.

"I guess it's alright, though. It reminds me of when I met you," Judy said as she started driving the cart towards the next expired meter.

"Bogo really needs to get a bigger Joke-mobile for us. This is a bit cramped," Nick said.

"You look comfortable," Judy said getting out to write the ticket.

"I may look comfortable, but I am not."

Judy got back into the cart and pulled away, but slammed on the brakes, sending Nick face-first into his knees. "OW!" Nick said, rubbing his eye. "What was that for?"

"Dumb fox."

Nick sighed as he got re-situated on his seat "Sly bunny."

Judy leaned over and gave Nick a peck on the cheek before starting the trek to the next meter. En route, Nick made a little wager. "Whoever gets the most tickets before our shift ends gets to choose the location for our next date night. Deal?"

"You're on, Slick!" Judy said as she got out to give next ticket. While her back was turned, she started a monologue. "You haven't even given a single ticket today! How could you possibly win against—"

The sound of the Joke-mobile driving off made Judy spin around to see Nick driving off with the cart. "See you later, Fluff!"

"Nick!" Judy said as she started running after it. "You're going to rue the day you crossed me!"

It's back to normal for us, Nick thought as he smiled.

Author's Note:

So there's the ending. How was it? I hope you all enjoyed it.

Now, I don't know what to begin work on now. What do my readers want? The redo of The Rough Life of Nick Wilde? Maybe a short, lighthearted fluff? Or something new? Give me some ideas. Until then, I'll take a break from writing.

See you on the flip side!

PizzaSteve3902, signing off.