Set One

Duke Weaselton arrived with his orange duffel bag at the Flora & Fauna flower shop. Doug had described the "Night Howler" bulbs to him. They would look like moldy onions, but Duke had the feeling that they were something more sinister than that, judging from the name. Not that Doug would tell him anything. He wasn't too friendly. You might even say he was unfriendly.

Well, it wasn't any of Duke's business. Or rather, it was his business in the sense that Doug had made him an offer he couldn't refuse: money. But he knew that it was best not to ask too many questions.

He waited till the pig proprietor was distracted and then he quickly scooped a bunch of the orange bulbs into his bag till it was full.

Then the pig frantically yelled, "Hey, Weasel, what are you doing?"

Duke quickly zipped up the bag. "Nothing." Then he made a run for it. He was skinny and fast and he knew downtown like the back of his paw. He was sure he'd lose the pig quickly.

Unfortunately, the pig went and got the meter maid who was parked out front. And she started chasing after him, yelling, "Stop in the name of the law!"

Who was she kidding? He defiantly replied, "Catch me if ya can, Cottontail!"

He led her through alleys and down streets, cutting through crowds and dodging a full-sized police cruiser driven by a rhino. She kept up with him but he knew the perfect place to lose her.

He threw his duffel bag over the gates of Little Rodentia and dived through the entrance, catching the bag as it fell. He kept running through the tiny district, down the streets, over rooftops, and even along the roof of a miniature train. He managed to dodge the Habitrails connecting the L.R. skyscrapers, until the rabbit, who'd somehow gotten ahead of him, hung from one and grabbed him. They and the duffel bag all went flying.

He landed hard, at The Big Donut shop. The rabbit was still after him, so he said, "Have a donut, Copper!" and kicked the giant plaster donut off the roof and towards her. She ducked but it did stop her. In fact, she went chasing after the donut.

He grabbed the duffel bag and chuckled. "Come to papa!"

Unfortunately, the rabbit had caught the donut and she now threw it at him. He was trapped inside! As she rolled him down the street, he realized that this hustle was not going as well as he'd hoped.

Dawn Bellwether looked out Lionheart's office window and thought she saw the bunny cop rolling a giant, weasel-filled donut down the street.

"Focus, Smellweather." The Mayor had his back to the window and probably didn't notice.

"Sorry, Sir." She finished taking notes and then said, "I'll get on it right away, Sir."

"See that you do."

She nodded and scurried out. Oh, she how she loathed that lion! But she could be patient. She would take him down sooner or later. If enough predators went savage, he would have to resign. If only she could find some way to expose his asylum, while keeping her own hooves clean.

She dropped her notes off in her pathetic little office by the boiler. She could deal with Lionfart's assignment later. She wanted to know what was going on over at the ZPD.

She left City Hall and headed across the plaza to the police station. When she got to the lobby, she saw the cheetah from dispatch actually off his fat bottom and standing in front of his desk, looking down at a large plaster donut.

"Hey, Clawhauser, too bad it's not real, huh?"

He looked at her in surprise, maybe at her knowing his name, maybe at her joking with him. "Assistant Mayor Bellwether!" he exclaimed.

"Hi, Ben. How did this donut get here?"

"Well, you know Officer Hopps, the bunny?"

"Yes, I know her."

"Well, she rolled a crook into the lobby in it."

"How creative!"

"Yeah, well, Chief Bogo isn't too happy about it. I guess she incited a scurry in Little Rodentia and broke some other laws to capture the thief."

"Oh, what a shame! But she did catch the bad guy, right?"

"Well, yeah. But the Chief doesn't like rookies going so far out of their assigned roles."

"Maybe I can have a chat with him, put in a good word for her."

"Gee, Assistant Mayor, that would be great if you could! Judy really wants to be a cop, but she tries too hard."

"I'll see what I can do."

There might be a way that Dawn could use this situation to her advantage, although she wasn't yet sure how.

Then a female otter with a purple coat came over and said, "I must talk to Chief Bogo! I'm tired of waiting!"

Clawhauser gestured for her to be patient and then he went back behind the front desk and buzzed the police chief's office. "Chief, uh, Mrs. Otterton's here to see you again."

"Not now," snarled Chief Bogo through the intercom.

"OK, I just need to know if you want to take it this time. She seems really upset."

"NOT NOW!"

"I'm really sorry, Mrs. Otterton. The Chief will be with you as soon as he's free."

Before the words were completely out of Clawhauser's mouth, the otter dashed up the stairs.

"Oh dear," Dawn said, trying not to show her amusement.

Clawhauser chased after the otter, with more speed than Dawn would've expected given his girth, although he wasn't that fast for a cheetah. Dawn followed, thinking of how Mrs. Otterton would be very upset if she knew that her missing husband had gone savage. It was ironic of course, him being a florist and yet not immune to the dark power of Night Howlers.

Dawn was just far enough behind to not be observed by Bogo or Judy when Mrs. Otterton burst into Bogo's office. She left the door open and Dawn was just close enough to eavesdrop.

"Chief Bogo, please! Five minutes of your time, please!"

Clawhauser was breathless as he caught up with her, telling his boss, "I'm sorry, Sir. I tried to stop her. She's super slippery. I gotta go sit down." He returned to the front desk, but Dawn waited in the hallway for her moment.

The distraught wife talked about her missing husband and pleaded for someone to find him. Bogo tried to politely brush her off. Dawn almost felt sorry for her. As predators went, otters were cute and cuddly, but Otterton knew too much and she couldn't leave him out there to tell Mr. Big. Now he was safely contained in Lionheart's asylum, and he could stay there for the moment. It was ironic though, wasn't it? Predators were more useful in their natural savage state than in their falsely civilized form.

Dawn heard Officer Hopps volunteer to find Mr. Otterton. Mrs. Otterton was thrilled. And Dawn was happy, too. If Judy really did trace Otterton, she'd find him at the asylum and maybe she'd discover that Lionheart was keeping all the predators who had gone savage. The bunny being reckless and eager to prove herself would have to be a plus.

Bogo asked Mrs. Otterton to wait outside and he shut the door. Dawn came over and introduced herself. Mrs. Otterton babbled about how happy she was.

"You're very lucky. Officer Hopps graduated at the top of her class."

"Really? Oh, I hope she finds my Emmitt!"

"I'm sure she will." Dawn took the otter's slippery paws in her own hooves, managing not to flinch.

Then the door opened and Dawn said, "I just heard Officer Hopps is going to take the case."

Bogo looked surprised to see her. Dawn had the feeling that he would not be happy about Judy volunteering, especially after the commotion she caused in Little Rodentia, so Dawn decided to add some salt to his wound.

She took out her phone and pretended to text, saying, "The Mammal Inclusion Act is really starting to pay off. Mayor Lionheart is gonna be so jazzed!" Of course she had no intention of telling the lion.

Bogo protested that they shouldn't tell the mayor yet, so she pretended to send the message. Then she clasped Judy's paws and said "us little guys" have to stick together. She also told Judy she'd always have a friend at City Hall. She hoped Judy would check in with her as the case progressed. Maybe she could steer the bunny in the direction of the asylum if she couldn't figure that part out on her own.

Dawn said goodbye and headed back to City Hall. There were some things she had to do for Lionheart, but hopefully not for much longer.

Meanwhile Nick and Finnick sailed on Packer's boat into Tundratown and to the end of the river, where they met Nick's contact.

Set Two

Judy rolled over in her sleep and fell to the floor. She looked around, trying to figure out what was going on. Then she remembered. She had slept in the chair and Nick had slept in the bed. In fact, he was quietly snoring in there now.

She wondered what time it was. It was daylight but that didn't mean much. She assumed she must've slept only an hour or two because it would've been impossible to sleep long in a not very comfortable chair.

Then she looked at her digital clock and screamed.

Nick flailed and mumbled, "Wuzgoinon?"

"Nick, it's three o'clock!"

"A.m. or p.m.?"

"P.m."

"Oh, that's not so bad." He shut his eyes and rolled to face the wall.

"Nick, I only have till four o'clock! Four p.m.!"

"Are you sure? It was ten hours from 6 a.m."

"No, it was eight, you only held up eight fingers."

"I only have eight fingers."

"So eight hours from 6 a.m. is 2 p.m.!"

"Oh, right." He sat up. "No, wait, I was thinking 6 a.m. to 4 p.m. is eight hours but I rounded up to ten. But it's base twelve, not base ten."

She thought a moment. "Yes, you're right. And we were both wrong before."

"So you've got an hour left?"

"I think so, yes." She realized they were both not fully awake, although they'd certainly had a much longer sleep than intended.

"Can we have breakfast? Or brunch as the case may be."

She sighed. "OK, fine, I've got some energy bars."

"Yum."

"Nick, if I don't solve this case in the next hour, you will have the rest of the day free to eat whatever and whenever you want."

"Yeah, but maybe we do have till midnight, in which case I may need something more substantial than an energy bar."

"We can't count on that."

"Fine."

Since they were already dressed, that would save some time.

"Let's go," she said, tossing him a Snif bar.

"Don't you want to shower first?"

"Do I smell that bad?"

"No, it's just you know, you are meeting with the assistant mayor and you probably don't want to offend her either."

She sighed. "Fine, I'll take a quick shower."

While she was gone, Nick ate the energy bar and tried not to think about how nice she smelled.

She came back, still dressed in her police uniform, still wearing the Fox Away, although he was learning to ignore that.

"You ready?" she asked.

He nodded and they headed out to the train station, she eating her brunch bar along the way.

Dawn Bellwether trailed after the mayor, trying to get him to listen to her. She had a huge stack of folders in her arms, but he just wanted her to clear his afternoon. She was really tired of being his underling. She hoped this would end soon. She'd thought that Officer Hopps might've made some progress on the case by now, but Dawn had heard nothing about it.

And then, well, speak of the devil. There was the bunny cop helping her pick up the folders that fell to the ground when Lionheart closed the door on Dawn.

Not only was Judy helping her, but she asked for help with the traffic-cams, which she didn't know was helping Dawn.

Dawn wasn't sure why the bunny was accompanied by a fox, but no matter. She led both of them down to her office. She even ignored the fox playing with the wool on the top of her head, although she hated to be touched, especially by predators.

She pretended that she had never accessed the ZTN (Zootopia Traffic Network) before. Little did they know that she used it all the time to trace targets for Doug. Oh, there was the post-it with Doug's phone number on it. She hoped they wouldn't notice it, but even if they did, the name probably wouldn't mean anything to them.

Set Three

Hustle #47 was selling maps to movie stars' homes. The hustle part was that the stars didn't necessarily still live in these homes. It wasn't a great hustle but it was simple, and they still had lots of the maps left over.

Meanwhile, Judy kept reading.

Set Four

Judy and Nick kept sleeping.

Set Five

Judy and Nick kept sleeping.