A/N : The previous chapter is a bit tricky, but if you read it twice, I'm sure you'll get it.

We're reaching 2 digits people! I may exaggerate, but I'm totally blithe in writing again after years xD

"There you are!"

Judy trotted toward the relaxing fox, who had acknowledged her presence as he waved. She was looking for him for a while, and her gut had the saying that he ought to be here - at the place where undesired memory remained.

Sure enough, Nick had his seat and feet stand settled close to the stone bridge, although much farther than when she found him in the past. The sun had climbed up high on the horizon, so staying under a tree was much comfortable rather than on an open space.

"Hello Fluff." Nick greeted her airily with his other paw taking off the sunglasses briefly, squinting his eyes over plastic cups on both of Judy's paws. She handed him one ; a mix of strawberry and banana juice.

"Enjoying nature's blessing?" Judy cheerily asked as she seated next to him, taking a sip of her own drink.

"Well, if you put it that way, then yes." Nick nodded lazily, closing his eyes as a wave of wind swept by.

Judy plopped down on the grassy ground, splaying her arms in glee.

"Whuw, this spot really reminds me of home!" she exclaimed, taking a deep breath. The unmistaken scent of fresh plants filled her in, adding a pleased smile on her countenance.

"You sleep on grasses?" Nick tilted his head on her, confusion written on his face.

"Sometimes," Judy giggled, tossing her bag away. "I used to staring at the horizon until the sun vanished." the bunny explained, her eyes set on the cobalt sky.

"What a surprise," Nick grinned in amusement, his paw hung over his seat lifelessly. "We have a lot in common."

Another gust of autumn wind passed, and both enjoyed the breeze with their fur swaying softly.

"Look Nick!" Judy suddenly pointed up, her paw beckoning to a certain spot of cloud. "Doesn't that one look like grapes?"

Nick rose from his seat, to Judy's surprise, and he let his body fall next to her. He threw her a look which she could translate one as you-have-problem-with-it? which her reply was only a wink.

"Grapes are not fluffy, Carrots." he stated as he made himself comfortable, his eyes following her paw. The fact was, he hadn't even looked at the said cloud.

"But the shape!" Judy insisted, keeping track of the cloud on her behalf, which had started to move slowly to the west.

"Hmm," Nick made a face, contemplating a little. But in the end, he shrugged. "I vote against it."

Judy let her paw fell on his face, the fox yelped in surprise, before crossing it on her chest.

"You're no fun." she chided.

"Why thank you Officer Toot-toot." Judy could swear the fox winked at her submissively. It was kind of adorable, for he had rarely displayed such expression.

"Speaking of clouds," Judy spoke, grabbing a pawful of grasses. "Does this have something with your absurd fondness of fluffy things?" she rolled over and now facing him.

"I never think that way," Nick answered with all honesty, scratching his chin subconsciously. He then started to reach out his paws to the sky, making a whine. "Clouds are out of reach. Unable to measure the fluffiness."

Judy tackled him, the way he acted made her sure he was definitely still a kit.

"Then be an astronaut." Judy said in between hysterical laugh.

"And leave you behind all the way alone?" Nick elbowed her side tenderly, offering her with a face adorned with cocky smirk. "Come on. I doubt you'll last a day."

"Sly fox." Judy laughed again. "I mean, let me know how fluffy they are, then come back here." her mind began to imagine how Nick looked in a space suit, which she found her frowning at the thought.

"Speak for yourself, Fluff." Nick gently pushed his finger on her forehead, right between her bunny ears.

"Am I fluffy?" Judy narrowed her eyes on him, recalling that he had indeed called her with the nickname more than once.

"Aside from your cottontail, I don't know." the fox tried his best to suppress an awful mischievous grin, to which he had failed miserably.

Judy stared blankly at him, the memory when he shamelessly groped Bellwether's wool on her office played deep down her brain.

She looked back at him, who was now looking at her expectantly.

"I know what you're thinking, and I advise you not to try." she warned him with finger pointing right on his snout.

Nick chuckled.

"I won't, I won't." he promised with another set of playful grin. "But sometimes, I'm just wondering."

Inappropriate as it, Judy let a series of giggles echoing the valley.