Me: "I'll try to not take too long on future chapters haha."

Also me: Pretty much falls off the face of the earth, and doesn't even bother telling you guys.

If you want to contact me or something for updates, I have an Amino account for Zootopia. I don't really use it, as I use it for Fanfiction stuff. you can just tell i hardly use it after that statement. anyways, my user name is 'Beric' and it has a little bear thingy next to it. so if you see that, it me. My pic is a polar bear cub, laying on it's back. super cute.


Sharla woke from her nap. She sat up in her bed, looking around the room. "This ain't my room." was the first thing that came to mind. She sat in the bed, trying to remember where she was.

She was by no means the kind of person that just bounces up out of bed after taking a nap. Picking up her glasses, she put them back on, and got out of the bed, and headed towards the door.

In a flash, she remembered where she was. The Hopps' house. Staying out here to go to the festival… with Gideon. She turned around, and locked herself in her room. It was almost nine, so she wanted to at least take a shower. Unpacking some things, she stepped into the bathroom, and blah blah blah girly stuff. She did her wool, and stepped out of the bathroom.

She decided on a red sweater and black skirt, to contrast Gideon's mostly blue and white wardrobe. She walked out of the guest room, almost bumping into one of the many bunnies that lived here, startling the bunny. "Oh! Excuse me. Wait, what was your name again?" the buck asked, his voice full of pep. "Sharla, why?" "Judy and her friend were thinking about going out tonight. They wanted to know if you'd be interested!" he grinned after explaining. "Oh, okay. Um, do you know where they…?" she started, but the buck pointed towards where the living room was. Sharla nodded, "Thank you, ah- what's your name?" "Paul. I'm the oldest of a litter. There was Paul, Peter and Mary." he laughed. She giggled, "Pretty small litter, huh?" "Oh, yeah. Everybody was surprised! But I have to go help dad with something, so see ya!" he turned and started down the hallway. She went in the opposite direction, scanning every area for Judy and Nick. She finally saw them, surprising no one that they were surrounded by Bunnies. From what she could tell, Nick was telling them a story, "...and then your big sister here saved my life from the big scary jaguar!" he said in a sort of ominous voice. One of the smallest kits was sitting in an older sibling's lap started to say something, but was reprimanded but the older rabbit, "Esther, raise your paw when your're in a crowd, remember?" she whispered, thinking Nick wouldn't hear. He turned his attention to the little kit, who hid her doll behind her back. She looked a little frightened, "Mr. Nick, is the jaguar still out there?" she asked in a small voice, afraid of what he'd say. "Of course not! He's all better now. That's what your big sister and I do, we help people!" he added, causing all of the kits to chatter among themselves. Nick noticed the doll the little bun was holding. It was losing a button eye. "speaking of helping people..." he thought as he reached out for the doll, "May I see your doll?" he asked in a light voice, but she still pulled it out of his reach. "I promise I won't hurt it. Why would I, with all of your big strong siblings around?" he looked at all of them, or laughed at that. Judy was hissing at him, asking what he was doing. The little girl complied, and gingerly placed the doll into Nick's paw. He sat back on the couch they were all surrounding, and pulled out a needle from his breast-pocket, and set to sewing the eye back into place, as well as sewing some other things back together like a busted seam here and there. "There, all better!" he finished, and handed the doll back to her as gently as he could. "Does this little fella have a name?" he grinned. But Sharla noticed this was a warm, kind smile. Not the sarcastic, smug smile. She thought it suited him. And judging from Judy's smile of admiration, Judy thought so too. The little girl spoke up, "He does now! It's Nick!" she hugged the doll, then walked slowly over to nick, making a motion for him to bend down to be at her level. When he bent over, she kissed him. "Oh, mon cherie, you flatter moy!" he said in a very poor attempt to sound french. "where did you learn to sew?" another kit asked, wrapping Nick's tail around his neck like a scarf. "Oh, from my dad. Taught me everything he thought I should know, and then some." "Can you bake pie?" "Uh, no?" "What? Are you even a REAL fox?" "Excuse you. I am." while Nick and the boy went back and forth, Judy looked up and saw Sharla, "Oh, you're awake! Did you get the message?" Judy hopped of the couch and stretched. She walked over to join where Sharla was, and looked on at Nick. "Y'know, I thought he'd have a problem with all of them, like, having them swarm him every time he did something. But nah, they've been pretty tame so far." she sighed, prompting Sharla to say something, "W-well, he does seems to enjoy all of the attention… from the kits." she gently hinted. "Oh, yeah. He just can't get enough of it." Judy agreed nonchalantly. "Well that was awful. Time to change tactics." Sharla thought to herself, scratching her wrist in irritation. She remembered her wristwatch, and checked it. "It's 8:50… aren't we going somewhere?" she thought aloud. Judy nodded, "Yeah, we were going to hit the town. Maybe go on a double date." "Double date?" "Yeah! Remember that one guy I told you about?" "Uhm, yes. But I..." "Don't worry, it's not romantic or anything, it's just a bunch of old friends plus a new one. I promise." Judy placed a paw over her heart. "If she's talking about who I think she's talking about, I doubt it won't be romantic..." she giggled at the thought. "Aaa-okay kits, time for bed! Nick announced, picking up at least five of the smallest bunnies there. "Are you crazy? NOBODY goes to bed at this time." one of the boys complained. Nick gurned, and looked at Judy, "You said everybody out here goes to bed at that time!" "Everybody that's Judy!" an older one of Judy's younger siblings chimed in. "So, nobody." he realized. "Yup." they all said in unison. Judy blushed at being found out, and ushered the kits off of nick, "Okay, okay, time for us to leave! Come on guys!" she clapped her paws together. The three left the burrow, just in time to see the sun setting. "It's so beautiful, like fox's fur..." Nick said in a dreamy voice, holding both of his paws together. "Cut it out, just get in." Judy commanded, and both Sharla and Nick complied. After getting into the Molvo station wagon, Sharla felt like asking where they were going exactly. "Oh, you'll see! we'll discuss our plans once we pick up our guest." Judy replied, as she was the driver. Nick was sitting in the back, so he grabbed another belt buckle from the middle and made use of it. "Oh, har har. You saw how well I drove LAST time, how is now different?" she asked, looking in the rear view mirror just as they pulled out of the driveway. "Because this is the country-" he started, but Judy put he paw full on the gas, hitting 60 in a single second. This was normal for the two prey, but obviously not the predator. He screamed. (60 miles per hour is like, 96.5606 kmh. So it's kinda fast-ish. I live in amoorica, so idk how to do the thingy to convert it. I should really learn how to...)

.

.

.

There's a certain charm to driving in the countryside after the sunset. One being able to see all of the stars up above. Nick sat at the window, looking up at all of the stars in wonder.

Just a second ago, Judy had said they were about to pick up the other guest. Until then, Sharla was naming all of the stars that Nick pointed out. It was… something special.

They were fast approaching upon some lights in the distance, which were coming from streetlights in the town. A few more seconds, and there were slowing down in the almost storybook-like village, "We call it town, but once you're in it, we call it the village. Don't know why though." Judy explained. All of the buildings were build together, making walls of stores. The architecture was impeccable. Judy started to park right in front of a… bakery. Yup. She wasn't as slick as she thought. "Might as well pretend, just to play around with her..." Sharla grinned mischeviously.

Standing outside of the darkened bakery was the handsome gentleman himself, holding some flowers. Nick moved over to behind Judy, so Gideon could get in. Judy was watching Sharla closely. "Maybe this wasn't such a good idea? What if she's still angry about how he was when we were younger…?" Sharla seemed… unfazed. This probably could be because she already knew Nick, but- no. If she found out this was Gideon? Now Judy was worried. Sharla turned to Judy, "Is this Nick's brother or something?" she asked in an innocent voice. "Uh, no- it's-" Judy didn't get to finish, because Gideon had gotten in, "Howdy, all!" He leaned forward in his seat and kissed Sharla on the cheek. Sharla blushed. Judy gasped. Nick started laughing.

Judy sat still. What. Sharla looked down at the floor, a smile forcing itself onto her face. Nick laughed the entire time, while Gideon was completely confused.

Judy finally found her voice, "You… kissed. Kissed. Her." it finally occurred to Gideon that Judy didn't know. "Wait a sec, how could'ya not have known? Yer' the one that wanted us all ta' get together!" he sat back in his seat, looking between Nick, Judy and Sharla. Nick was still in fits of laughter, so Judy started, "I called you to tell you about tonight, but Nick was the one that thought of it!" Judy started the car, "And why didn't you tell me he was your- with you?!" she interrogated Sharla. "It just never came up. And besides, I thought it'd be funny to see your reaction..." Sharla laughed softly, taking her glasses off to clean them. "After you're done with being baffled, are we going to head out? I'm starved." Nick asked while wiping away a tear. "Let's" Judy said in a low, yet thoughtful voice. Judy started up the car, and the four set off. Poor Gideon was still confused. "Wait, what happened exactly? Ah'm lost..." he asked Nick. Nick looked a little too happy to have been asked that, "I'll tell you later." was all he said. The car ride was a quiet one. Gideon quietly passed the flowers into sharla's lap, and leaned back in his seat.

.

Judy stopped at Clawsby's, one of the oldest restaurants in the village. Being here again brought a smile to Sharla's face, "Is old man Clawsby still alive?" she asked, nostalgia flooding her mind.

Gideon got out, and opened her door for her, "Sure enough! I've helped him once in a while, but if ya' ask me, he could run the place completely by himself." he held out his paw, and Sharla took it. Judy and Nick joined the two on the sidewalk, and entered. One word: Massive. They all thought it when they first walked into the restaurant. It was Clawsby, with his back to them all.

He turned around, revealing his huge brown bear face, his huge black eyes twinkling in the candlelight. "Judy and Sharla!" his voice boomed, making Nick shudder. This guy was bigger than Koslov. He bent over, taking Judy and Sharla's paws at the same time, and kissed them. "Clawsby! How've you been?" Judy laughed, she and Sharla attempted to hug him.

He hugged them back, and turned his attention back to Nick and Gideon. "And are these two foxes bothering you two? Why, Gideon! I thought you weren't being naughty anymore!" he laughed a laugh so loud that all four of them shook. He looked back at Nick, "Is this that Nick fellow I've heard about?" he held out his large paw. Nick took it, expecting his arm to be pulled off of his body, like a piece of dough. Clawsby, however, was gentle. To Nick, it was like a regular handshake, "The wife told me that Bonnie told her that you helped stop some kind of scandal." he took a breath.

"All this talking is taking an awful lot out of me. Come, I have seats for you!" he lead them to a booth, right near a window. The interior of the restaurant itself resembled a log cabin.

It was warm, and so were the color choices. Hues of red, orange, yellow and brown were the main colors. They took their seats, saying goodbye to Clawsby as he went to wait on somebody.

Nick whistled in amazement, "He manages it AND he waits on tables?". The other 3 nodded, "He takes turns with his wife. Every other night they'll switch jobs." Gideon explained.

"Did they have any children?" Nick asked in amazement. Judy laughed, "Oh, yeah! Tons. They're the oldest living couple in the whole of bunnyburrows, so they call everybody their children.

However, they couldn't have any of their own, so they adopted." Nick made a sad smile at that statement. Clawsby came around again, and took their drink orders.

They chatted about Nick and Judy's involvement in the case, about Gideon and Sharla's relationship "I can't believe it! You two HATED eachother!" Judy exclaimed.

They also discussed their plans for the festival , which mostly involved all of them walking around aimlessly until they found something to do.

Clawsby came back around, bringing their drinks with him. "For the lovely lady Judy, a carrot-coffee (decalf). For the elegant ewe, a lavender tea. For Nicholas, spiced blueberry cider. And last but most certainly not least, a root-beer float for Gideon!" he announced. All the others gap-mouthed at Gideon. "How'll you have room for dinner?!" Sharla groaned. "Fear not, Sharlate, Gideon is a real man! He can do it!" Clawsby exclaimed, laughing again. They all gave their orders for dinner, and off went Clawsby again. Back to chitter chatter, they went.

Some time passed by before Judy excused herself to go to the restroom. Sharla joined her, and they headed to it. Nick decided to strike up a conversation, "So, she seems nice." Nick said nonchalantly. "Who?" "Sharla. We talked a bit after you dropped us off. Then on the way here, she named a bunch of the stars for me." He explained, looking after where the girls had gone, and then looked back at Gideon. "That so? She ain't the talkative type, so that's surprise. Funny, she's always been the go-getter, n' yet she's so… timid n' shy, y'know what ah' mean?" Gideon asked, looked for confirmation from Nick, who nodded his head. "When we're together, ah' always get ta' talkin' so much she falls asleep, n' then ah' gotta wait fer' her ta' wake up so ah' could take her home." he chuckled and took a gulp of his rootbeer. "Man, what is takin' the girls so long?" Gideon looked in the direction they walked off to. Nick didn't have the heart to tell him that they would be a while.

Meanwhile….

"So, what's he like?" Judy interrogated her friend as she washed her paws. "Well," Sharla started, clearing her throat while she stood looking at herself in the mirror, "He's… polite. Always opening doors fer' me, buying me things. T-things like t-that." she mumbled. Judy finished washing her hands and started drying them, "Is he… you know, a hugger?" she asked, looking like she'd been dying to know. "Of all the things to ask, why THAT?" Sharla thought to herself, "Yes, he's always huggin' an' kissin' me. With my consent, of course. He always asks first." she added.

Judy looked like she was remembering something, "It's kinda funny, how one day, you're at each other's throats one minute, then the next you're dating. I NEVER would have imagined Gideon as a romantic guy. Not that I doubted him, but it's like imagining me give up police work. I can do it, it would be hard for anybody to imagine it!" she laughed at that.

Sharla swallowed. "She's on to me." she thought, panicked at the thought of being found out trying to pair her and Nick together. Wait a second, isn't that what her mother did with her? Oh no, she was just like her mom. This is awful. "Y-yeah. Never woulda thought. A-anyways, we gotta get back to the guys..." "Yeah, our dinner might get cold." Judy agreed, and headed out with her.

.

Nick and Gideon weren't talking about much when the girls had gotten back. All their meals had arrived, but the guys had left their own untouched. Didn't want to start without them.

"Smells great!" Judy announced, and took her place across Nick, while Sharla quietly agreed with her. They all dug right into the meal, enjoying every bit of it.

"It's official," Nick started, "Everybody from bunnyburrows is an amazing chef, cook, baker or whatever. Everything I've eaten hasn't disappointed me in the slightest!" he rubbed his stomach, making everybody laugh. It was a jolly and merry mealtime. They paid the bill, Nick and Judy arguing over whether the men would pay, or everybody pay for their own meals.

Judy was adamant about paying for he own meal, "If Gideon wants to pay Sharla's bill, and she says yes, I don't care. But I want to pay for my OWN." she insisted.

Sharla and Gideon sat with bored expressions watching them. This was taking forever. "How about this; we pay fer' yer' meals, an' you pay fer' ours." Gideon interrupted, placing enough to pay for Sharla's meal. Sharla looked at Gideon worriedly and whispered to him, "how much did it come out to for you?" "Uh..." he looked at it again, then at her. He mouthed the bill to her, and her dark face paled. While they were having their episode, Nick and Judy had already agreed, and they both paid. In the end, Gideon decided to pay for Sharla's meal, too. He wasn't going to invite somebody out to visit, and then expect them to pay for everything. He was also pretty sure that she had limited funds, as school somehow drains money from you.

They all thanked Clawsby and his wife personally, and then left. Everybody was getting tired from all of the delicious food, and the full bellies. Sharla was the only one awake enough to make the drive back to Gideon's house, and dropped the men off. She gave Gideon a peck on the cheek, and drove off to Judy's home. This was a good date.


The reason it ended so abruptly is because, well, wouldn't you get tired and want to go to bed? They we pooped. anyways, if you do have an amino account, get on and kick my lazy butt into overdrive to make the next chapter. if you want.

Oh, and r&r please. you guys were really awesome that one time, so i was happy :) i never had the kind of feedback i got that time. which was ever.