Thank the EURO Cup in France (Soccer) … it is the reason, I am not updating so fast. Sorry for that.

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Rated M for foul language, extensive gore and sexual innuendos

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Zootopia Bureau of Investigation (ZBI)

Chapter 36: Jasiri and Kion

the same day, morning, Benjamin Clawhauser, reception of Police Station precinct one

Zootopia was and remains a big city. A metropolis with millions of animals sharing their lives with others in the immense density provided by the biggest project to unite mammals in the world. A project to create a place with every possible climate and environment to accommodate any animal species imaginable.

Building a metropolis for millions of mammals seems to be an insane mammals dream come true. Especially since this project was advertised as a Utopian project. Prey and predators living together in harmony as the main selling point. The big problem was, that reality was something nasty. No society, no matter with what positive intentions or ideas, was able to contain only civilized and law abiding citizens. Bad apples would always emerge, even in the smallest community. And in a pool of millions of individuals, it was a given that not all mammals would follow the rules established by society.

This is the main reason, why it was necessary to create a police force. Something that enforced the laws, the animals decided to obey. Even if only laws created by politics, the hopefully prominent reasons for the laws was, to guarantee a better life together, with the ultimate goal that was harmony for everyone equally. Even with the problem of politics being made by politicians and the aristocracy of the country having the last say in anything, the idea of Zootopia was one of the most important ideas for the last centuries. Resulting in this beautiful city, that there was at this day.

The police force was there, to enforce the law. Crime in Zootopia was as present, as in any other cultural boiling pot. The diversity of mammal life and species were more than the only reason, but a very prominent one, why tensions and criminal behavior seemed quite great in the city. Although, most crimes seemed to revolve around smaller criminal activities, the actual statistics showed a massive disproportion between Zootopia and other cities of Animalia, that brought a much better light towards Zootopia than the rest of the country. Especially if compared to other countries, too. Zootopia really could be considered a Utopia, compared to those.

Yes, small crimes were many and very observant in the city, but the police force was the most effective in the world. Evident by the fact, that the solving rate of them was much better than anywhere else. Technological advances and the street camera project helping the police in this regard. Although having millions of animals, the case of great crimes in Zootopia was even more lower than anywhere else, percentage wise. There were occasional homicides, mammal-slaughter and other unforgivable crimes, but they were a very rare event in the city, making the recent rise of the Sturm so much more dishonorable.

The whole city of Zootopia was an example for many other communities. And the police force was labeled the best in the world. Anyone working for them, would have been immensely proud to be part of them. Becoming a detective and having an office in the upper levels of a police station was the greatest honor, for anyone having the goal, of getting into the force, despite becoming chief, or director, of course. The other, higher organization named ZBI was something, no one was able to actively pursue. It was more, like a rare event to be found, and you didn't even need to be in the force to be recognized by the Bureau. You just needed to be better, than anyone else. Truly a dream for most mammals, to be chosen by this esteemed organization.

Benjamin Clawhauser was a police officer of this city. His job was mostly to be the one mammal on the front desk, who everyone who wanted to establish contact with the police station in precinct one of Zootopia, was able to do so. Of course, this was not the only thing, that Benjamin did. Being kinda like a better secretary for the chief, his responsibilities mostly revolved around establishing meetings and appointments with said chief and most officers. Furthermore, sitting on the front desk as the main receptionist at the main times, on a place that was open twenty four seven, made him the face of the precinct.

This job was not his only thing to do. He was, after all, kinda like a dispatcher as well. Specialized with working for the police force, he was an expert about any officer and always had the most information regarding his colleagues. So, for him it should not have been a big surprise, that an organization like the ZBI decided to recruit the two mammals, he himself always considered those, with the biggest potential. But despite that, it still was a shock for him to find out about this.

It was shortly after the prison incident, when chief Bogo announced the developments in Judy Hopps's and Nicholas Wilde's careers. It was a shock for everyone in the precinct at first. But it only needed some time and some very revealing footage leaked to understand the Bureau's interest in them. Benjamin did not knew, what to think for himself about this, but he was happy to know this two. He himself never dreamed of becoming an agent and, in reality, he knew everyone in the station would have loved this kind of recognition. And the only one, he actually would consider material, would have been chief Bogo himself. Some were eager, but Clawhauser could not imagine most of the detectives to find a way into the Bureau.

There were some detectives in the upper levels, who would be good as well, but the Bureau decided for the two small and presumed weak and inexperienced officers for this kind of positions. The shock was only much bigger, after the news of ZNN announced, that they were becoming agents immediately, without anyone knowing, when this two actually went through any seminars or excessive training. This was enough reason, for those officers, who did not really knew the two, to establish a dislike towards Team Cute. The feeling, that they didn't deserve this, was widely spread in the precinct. Even footage was not enough for some, to change their point of view.

But despite that, some officers knew them. And they respected them. Benjamin himself would have even consider himself a friend of Judy Hopps. He kinda was friend with everyone, though. He hoped that he was a friend of the charming fox as well. He did not have as much time with him as with Judy, so it was a reasonable question in his own head. Getting new information about this two was something, he gathered with a smile. The news broadcasts and the fact, that he was a dispatcher for the police gave him much more insight into the situation, as anyone else.

Benjamin knew, that the two decided to work deeply with precinct one. Chief Bogo himself was relived and even showed himself giddy, in a sense, to appoint the two newest ZBI agents two of the bigger offices next to his own one on the upper floor, as a field office for them. It meant, that the ZBI had a permanent place inside the police station. Not only that, but it meant that Team Cute stayed at precinct one and were working closely with the ZPD. And to top it all, Benjamin would still have the chance, to really befriend the fox and maintain his friendship with Judy.

The cheetah was silently observing the newest news feed of FOX News. The pictures and the speculations that they presented as news seemed ridiculous for Benjamin, but he could not stop himself from giggling at the stopped image of the giant wolf hitting a sword, held by none other than Nick Wilde, effectively blocking a deadly blow. It looked not only very cool, but brought this tingeing feeling at his whiskers, like he sometimes had when he watched Gazelle. To say it bluntly, the cheetah became a fan, a secret admirer of Nicholas P. Wilde.

He jumped up and his eyes dilated, a grin plastered suddenly on his face. What a shock for him to suddenly listen to the familiar voice of a very energetic and obviously cheerful little rabbit. It was the start of the work day, after all. Judy Hopps was hopping into the big station, with no restrictions to the world around her or the officers that immediately watched her. She was wearing a ZBI uniform, similar to what she would always wear as a ZPD officer, only with black colors and yellow insignia instead of the blue of the police.

A coffee in an Styrofoam cup in her paws and a skip in her walk, she loudly yelled back with a cheerful sort of voice, "Ha. You can't be serious. I totally can handle Bogo on my own.", she was walking backwards, watching the open door.

A slight squeal came out of Clawhauser's mouth and the very many mammals, officers and civilians, stopped in their tracks to observe the fox slowly trotting into the station, with his paws in his pockets. He was wearing the typical attire of a ZBI agent. Black aviator glasses on the nose, a suit tailored specifically for him with all the armor necessary like Judy was wearing, only under the long trousers and the jacket. A mammal in black was smirking at the other one.

Lazily raising one paw in silent greeting for everyone to see, Nicholas P. Wilde retorted towards Judy, "I did not say you can't Carrots. I was implying that without your current knowledge and state of mind, you would probably not have been able to do this before you became an agent."

"Doesn't matter anymore!" she laughed lightly and turned again. "I am gonna get started. Hey Benji!" She was enthusiastically waving her paw at the cheetah, who looked at her with wide eyes, only being able to give a very slow wave of his own paw. And before she was there, she was already away, climbing the stairs towards the upper level, obviously on her way to her new office.

Nick was not this eager to get to work. Instead, he stopped at the reception of Benjamin and took off his glasses, putting them smoothly into his chest pocket. "Hi, Benji. How's everything rolling around here? Wasn't in the station for weeks." He nonchalantly asked the cheetah.

Benjamin could not hold himself from squeaking loudly. Exhaling long and thorough, he hyperventilated for roughly half a minute. For his own surprise, Nick was just staying at the reception desk and watched calmly with a smirk on his face. When Benjamin finished, the fox asked exactly that, "You finished, Benji?"

The cheetah looked at the fox and shyly turned his head away, "Yeah, sorry for that. Nick. It's just. You weren't here for so long and then I saw you all over the news and chief Bogo telling us that you are special agents of the ZBI now and all this terrorism and you becoming a hero and this whole, you two still want to be in the precinct and … and …" He took one other deep breath, "It's just a little bit overwhelming."

"Believe me, you don't have any Idea." Nick laughed lightly, "So. Me and Judy would like to move into our new field office. She kinda went without me, probably to get Horns to listen to her new Ideas about how to get the ZBI better involved with the ZPD. Always so eager, the little bunny."

Benjamin was finally able to engage in a normal conversation with the fox. Looks of bystanders, mostly officers, were somehow nothing of concern for Nick, it seemed. So, the cheetah decided to roll with it, "Oh. Does Judy have some Ideas? Do you know what she wants to do?"

Nick nonchalantly flicked his wrist, "Something about getting a middlemammal. Someone who would function as a connection between the ZPD and us two."

Benjamin raised an eyebrow in confusion, "Erm. Chief Bogo already appointed Hilda to be your secretary."

Nick: "Who is Hilda? And what do you mean with already appointed our secretary?"

The cheetah was temporarily typing something into his phone while answering the fox, "Hildagard Eckart, the yak from the archives. She voluntarily wanted to become your personal secretary and middlemammal for anything work related. I mean, if some officers want to consult your help in any case, they would have to bother you, so they will bother Hilda now instead." He showed him a picture of a yak on his phone.

Nick just wanted to confirm this logic, but was not able to. Instead, the booming voice of chief Bogo was echoing down from the stairs, "Wilde!"

The moment, he looked up towards the stairs, the face of the cape buffalo was looking at him with a fierce glance in his eyes. Nick gulped once, "Chief?"

"Come here and get you partner under control! She is terrorizing your mediator with all her ideas. Now!", he boomed down, immediately turning around.

Nick chuckled and winked at Clawhauser. "Never should have given her a big coffee, even with this lack of sleep we had.", taking his paws back into his pockets, he was trotting towards the stairs, another chuckle escaping him.

Clawhauser watched the fox ascent the stairs with his own skip in his walk. Nick was in a good mood as well, it seemed. The constant swaying of his tail was quite the distracting indicator of that. Benjamin giggled.

some days after the memorial, JuJu, a big mansion in Tundra Town

The little shrew was not very keen to get the spoon into her little maw. Even with her mother being very careful and considerate, the little mammal affectionately called JuJu did not like to eat more of this disgusting green paste.

The mother, named FruFru, was fighting with herself. Should she get her daughter, her real name was actually Judy, to eat forcefully or should she just give up and let her win. The appearance of a familiar face next to the kitchen door was enough, to do something entirely different. Seeing her husband, she immediately brought him over and told him, that he should do this deed instead of her. Of course, the spouse of someone like FruFru had no other chance, as to obey the wishes of his wife.

She was relieved to get away from her little sunshine, who sometimes simply seemed to be a handful to much. FruFru was in thoughts. The past days and events that the news broadcaster and even the associates of her father were always talking about, were not very nice, in her ears. Despite the fact, that she did not see her good friend Judy Hopps for quite some time, she always had contact with the enthusiastic bunny who was the godmother of her little JuJu. Sending one or the other message between them was important for her.

News about Judy Hopps and her mate, although FruFru knew nothing about their actual relationship status, she remained positive and labeled them mates, instead of friends or partners, probably more because of hope than anything else, becoming ZBI agents and literally becoming the enemy of organized crime, were not very good. Actually, despite her contact and the occasional photo she shared with Judy, a slight shiver went through the body of the arctic shrew, when she though about her father and this development.

It was already risky to have the two of them this close to the family when they were police officers, but now, even with them being heroes with this whole Sturm incidents, they were feds as well. She did not like the thought of her father doing something against this problem. Although, she knew that he sometimes maintained a good relationship with a ZBI agent. She could vividly remember when she got congratulated by a white mink in black suit for her wedding. She even remembered his name, since it was something very impressing for her to be acknowledged by a Bureau agent. With a bow, someone named agent Foreman greeted her that day. And she knew, that her father was very friendly with him.

She hoped, that Mr. Big would be the same to the two newest additions to the Bureau too. But she wanted to know, so she decided to get him to talk to her about this issue.

It all depended on the actual work, Mr. Big did. He was the leader of an organization, that could be described as a Mafia. One of the organizations of mobsters in Zootopia. The thing was, that the only reason being labeled this, was the fact that Mr. Big preferred much permanent solutions considering enemies and irritating acquaintances. Killing was nearly unheard of in Zootopia. But with the mobsters of Mr. Big, it was not the case. If there was a murder, than it would be something incredibly rare, or had something to do with the mobsters. Obviously not connected to the shrew in any way. *wink wink*

Mr. Big's organization was mostly specialized in transportation. The taxi and chauffeur company were the real deal and not some scam of him. Not only that, but being the owner of a very big import and export company, that specialized in big freighter transport, was the pinnacle of money he actually owned. Multiple freighter ships and airplanes in his possession. His mobster activity was more like a hobby for the shrew. Although, his transportation companies were bound to transport illegal substances and sometimes even illegal mammals around the globe, without his knowledge, of course. *wink wink*

This all was nice and dandy for Mr. Big, but his main deal was something entirely else. He was not responsible for drugs, weapons or mammal trade. His organization was just helping and providing safety for mammals, mostly. Having thugs was the main deal. Being able to intimidate anyone and having full control about illegal weapon activities in Animalia. He made it very difficult to obtain lethal weapons, mostly because he wanted his thugs to use them as the only ones, besides the government. So others had no choice, as to hire his organization, if they needed lethal force.

In the end, most money came from his transportation companies. This other kind of work, with being the security and organizing specific crimes under one banner, was what Mr Big did. The feds new partly what the shrew was doing and did not intervene drastically. Especially since this kind of work stayed in the underground of Zootopia. Only criminals, gangs and other mobsters were involved with Mr. Big. He organized crime, yes, but he also made it much more difficult for others to do crime as well. If you were under constant threat of being iced, if you would do crime professionally in one of his territories, it became something like a deterrent. It worked in favor for the law enforcers.

To make it even more logical for the ZBI to actually work with the shrew, instead of against him, was the fact that statistically, the mafia had an immense impact. The crime in Zootopia was so low and nearly only consisted of small crimes, rarely big crimes like homicide or mammal-slaughter, because the Mafia was involved and made their own justice. The organization of Mr Big and others in Zootopia, Mr. Big was mainly concentrating on Tundra Town, were significant in keeping the towns low crime rates. Especially since the police could put someone in jail or get someone to sleep, while the Mafia simply killed you instead and you would not become a statistic,since they could get rid o you differently. Organized crime is never a good thing. But sometimes, it was necessary. In such a big town like Zootopia, the feds knew and understood, that it was essential to work with them, instead of only against them.

Coming into the room, the elderly shrew recognized his daughter immediately. He sat on his little desk, that ironically was on top of a much bigger desk, the polar bear Koslov was sitting on. Coughing slightly, one of the polar bears on the side of the doors immediately showed his paw to FruFru, helping her on top of the big furniture. Mr. Big opened his arms in greeting, "My daughter. Why am I honored with your visit at this time of day."

"Daddy!", she used her concerned and high pitched voice, "I was just thinking about Judy."

"Yes, a very nice little shrew. She surely will become a great mammal one time." Mr. Big replied with holding his paws together, smiling brightly at his daughter.

FruFru needed to explain, "No, daddy. I mean Judy Hopps and her mate, little Nicky."

This information was new for Mr Big. He knew the fox, since his own grand mama was so nice to him and liked the fox very much. He being the mate of the godmother of his grand child was something, he did not expect. He did not expect the fox to be into interspecies, let alone a country rabbit like Judy Hopps. Thinking about it more, the old shrew remembered certain aspects about his acquaintance that was this fox.

He himself never had the intention to actually ice the fox. It was mostly nothing else than for intimidating the red fox. Especially after a small fennec fox immediately contacted him shortly after the skunk-rug incident. Mr. Big got something, he rarely witnessed: a threat against himself. And with the determination of the little fennec and the question of himself, if the little guy knew who he was threatening and that he was in no position to threaten him, the fennec smugly responded with a phrase, he never forgot, "You don't have any Idea, do you? In fact, if there is someone in no position to threaten someone like him, it would be you."

After studying the recent news and information about specific incidents in the recent past and the very revealing footage of Nick and in an extend, his supposed mate, according to FruFru, were enough information, to somehow confirm the suspicions that the fox was off bounds, like the fennec once suggested. He was glad, that Judy Hopps was able to convince him to not do something dumb and ice the fox at this moment so long ago. Now he was sure, that he would not be living at this moment, if he had done that.

So, with his own reluctance, the older shrew replied, "Oh. This two have quite a life right now. I hope they are okay. It would be unfortunate of them to have such a difficult life, though."

It was nice to hear, that her father was concerned and not angry. Them still being friends of the family was somehow quite obvious for the whole time. "I know, daddy. I am afraid for them, you know. Can you not do something for them?"

Mr. Big did not need to wait long for an answer to this question, "Do you know, that they are with the feds now. We cannot help them." She looked crestfallen, "Because they are more than capable themselves. We cannot engage with them on official terms with some of my teams because it could destroy their careers."

FruFru was near crying, "But. Does that mean they cannot visit us anymore?"

Mr. Big saw into the afraid eyes of his daughter. Explaining it for her liking, "No. If they want to come, they can. They are invited without constrains. But our organization should not have direct contact. I tell you what, why don't you invite the two of them for some nice tea. I really would like to talk with them, indirectly."

And suddenly, the younger shrew was happy again. Squealing in delight, she jumped up to give her father a small hug, "I will just do that, daddy. I am gonna message Judy!"

But before she was gesturing to the polar guard to get her back down, her father, Mr. Big decided to mention one important detail, "I would like that, but please tell her that I really would like to talk to her and her mate, sweet pea."

She smiled brightly back, "I will do that!"

And gone she was. The older Shrew was thinking immensity about this little talk over tea he would have with them. Ordering Koslov to make a small list, he decided on a whim to mention specific topics. He looked forward to have them working with him. He really liked those two and it would surely be nice to interact with a friendly fed that was not only a fed, like agent Foreman and Archer, but members of the family, in a way. He had his questions, though. Most importantly, he wanted to know the real identity of Little Nicky.

some days after the memorial, Jasiri Xolile, somewhere on Pride Tops

Her left paw was accurately grasping the red rock right above her. Her feliformian body closely pressed towards the step face of the structure. Her strong legs deliberately placed on little ledges to secure her position. She knew exactly what she was doing. Looking at the rock to find the best place to get to do her job. Precisely observing her surroundings to find the next spot to secure this climbing path for future climbers and tours of her.

Looking down and giving her climbing partner a thumbs up was enough for the lion, that stayed down on another big ledge, that was big enough to support him easily without much concerns, to prepare the heavy tool she needed. Bounding it firmer onto a rope, he shouted up to his friend, who was a hyena, "Hey, Jasiri. It's fixed!"

Jasiri immediately tugged on the long rope to get the heavy device up to her level. This job seemed to be kinda dangerous and difficult, but it was necessary for this individual to do this. The travel agency she was working for paid for this whole journey far away to the western plains of Animalia. The official job the female Hyena named Jasiri had, was described as survival trainer. What she mostly did, where extreme tours and seminars, though. Taking mammals to journeys that not only seemed to be extreme, with hiking through deep forest, getting on a boat and survive on deserted islands to taking a climbing trip in the western plains of Animalia.

The thing was, that she needed to prepare all of her trips and tours beforehand, very accurately. The safety of herself and those, she would guide and lead depended on her preparations and plans. This journey she was partaking in now, was one of those preparation journeys of her. And she felt not only so alive because of the danger of climbing and finding a path up an eight hundred meter high rock, but also because she was able to convince her best and oldest friend to participate in this.

The lion named Kion was nervously watching her balancing herself on the side of a wall. It did not take long for the hyena to get a grip with one paw on the device, the lion previously fixed on the rope and she obtained shortly after with tugging it to her. Pressing it against the rock, where she found the best place to do so, she used the drill accurately and easily. She had enough grip and experience to know, how to use the tool. Even with her only being able to hold herself with one paw and the claws on her feet, she never had a problem to penetrate the rock.

It was always the most worrying moment for Kion to see Jasiri hanging and pushing a drill into a wall without much safety procedures. He felt his heart pounding and was nervously watching up to her. She did this mostly unsafely, because she was the one who would actually make this path more safe with her actions. To pave a way up the rock for climbers who would need the use of rope and trigger hooks, they needed to prepare the surface with enough attachments for them to use. Creating those was their job.

Although, it not really was Kion's job. He actually only volunteered to become Jasiri's partner in this with her promise of sharing the money and the fact, that she was his oldest friend. And probably something more for the lion. He needed to take an overdue vacation, though, and Jasiri was very thankful for him to accompany her on this adventure. Kion could actually not think of anything better to do, than using his week to be with Jasiri.

The Hyena was finished with securing this part of their way easily, immediately climbing further to get to the next bigger ledge, able to hold multiple animals. Letting the drill down the rope into the paws of Kion, she only needed some more meters to be, where she wanted. Leaping up with grace and experience, the female in her late twenties found herself standing only fifty meters under the top of the red rock. Exhaling slightly, she watched down the ledge and shouted down towards her partner, securing the rope to herself and finding a better position to keep steady while helping Kion to climb up to her.

Kion did exactly that. With a smile on his face, he reached up to the ledge shortly after Jasiri was there. She helped him up with her own paw and a very friendly smile towards him. Kion could not stop himself from blushing, but immediately grinned towards the hyena.

"So, miss Survivor. We are on our last ledge, will you now finally tell me what the big surprise is you wanted to tell me?" He asked her.

She rolled her eyes instead, "Kion, Kion. You really are persistent this time. If you would just be like this on other occasions."

"This was not an answer and you told me you will tell me now." He grabbed her paw, a smirk on his face when he tugged on her. She turned fully towards him and raised an eyebrow. Kion finished his talk with, "You can't lie towards an officer, so would you please come clean now! Or do I have to arrest you, two thousand five hundred feet over the ground."

She really liked this side of her friend. Being assertive was something, she rarely experienced with other animals. Most were somehow impressed or afraid of the hyena. She was slightly bigger and much more athletic than most, though, so it kinda was reasonable. But not the police officer of the fourth precinct. Being a sergeant of the police station in Savannah Central gave him more than enough confidence to not be affected by Jasiri's physique. Especially since he knew her since high school and he kinda hold a little crush towards her for decades. He once told her, that he had not problems with interspecies relationships. She did not knew, that he was talking about her at that time.

She herself was not innocent in this regard as well. She was holding the lion deep in her heart, but never acted on this impulse. But she was acting a different way instead. Mostly with hinting on her very unorthodox affiliation for him. She was a survival trainer and tour manager. But she was advertised as being especially for LGBTI mammals. She wanted to do it that way, since she herself was an activist for them. Being attracted to Kion, a Lion, would make her own sexuality an interspecies one. But her reasoning, and what she actually told Kion instead, was actually that she was a lesbian. It was not really true, but when Kion once asked, she simply had to panic and yelled it towards him without much thought. He was crestfallen that day, but accepted his friend immediately. Being positive towards her the whole way.

Her own activism and involvement in the LGBTI movements were the main topic, she wanted to talk about with Kion. Knowing how supporting he was, she hoped he would agree, "Okay, mister Officer. You know my job, right?"

He nodded, "Of course."

Jasiri continued, "So. I am quite popular with the LGBTI community, my seminars and tours are targeted to appeal them. And sometimes, you need to make some advertising for your product. You know? I mean, get your name out there. So, I got an invitation by my agency to attend a certain event for that purpose."

Kion could not wrap his head around the fact, that Jasiri was avoiding to look into his face. She actually was turned away and if he would not know better, he would have sworn to have recognized a slight blush on her cheeks. This was something out of the question, though. Jasiri never blushed. He shrugged, "Good for you? Are you talking about the concert for prince Henry's birthday?"

The Hyena was taking a deep breath. Now or never. They were on a ledge with no way out. So, she could do it. She had to. She asked, somehow tentatively, "Kion, I have an invitation for two and I ..." she was nervous, "I really would like you to accompany me to this."

Kion smiled at the hyena, not knowing about the implications of this question. Instead, he brightly announced, "Of course I come with you. I never was in an event like that."

The little moment of shock was quickly absorbed by a bright smile on the face of Jasiri. Reaching with both paws to grasp his shoulders, she smiled back at him. "Great!"

The lion tilted his head slightly, thinking about something he forgot "Wait, isn't it on Riverside?"

Jasiri knew why Kion would ask this. She already regretted asking him, a police officer of all mammals, to be her, for her it would have been one, date. She reluctantly responded, "It is, isn't it ... "

Kion was looking up, scratching his chin, "Oh. You know I work in the precinct where Riverside is located in. It could be that the chief would like me to be on alert or probably participate in being with the police there for security. So. It is possible that I would not be able to come with you."

The face of Jasiri was something, Kion did not expect. She seemed so sad. The strong, independent and powerful female was sad about this revelation. The Lion could not stop himself from reaching to one of the paws on his shoulders, "Jasiri, I will try my best to convince the chief to let me be with you, okay? I mean, I could convince him of letting me be an officer in civil clothing, so I could accompany you. I would just have to deal with some bad guys, if they would appear, but since this won't happen, I could help you with advertising your job instead."

"Huh?" Jasiri looked confused.

Kion on the other paw, asked with a smirk, "Deal?"

She needed a second to think about this question. In this time, the lion decided to prepare his equipment for climbing. The two of them decided to share their work, so it was only fair, that they swapped climbing from ledge to ledge. It was his time to get up the rest of the way and drill into the rock several times. He was already on the wall again, watching for the best ways to get up, when the voice of Jasiri loudly proclaimed. "Yes!"

Kion laughed, when he took a leap to grasp something on the wall. He was already several feet above Jasiri, before she registered his advance.

The Hyena watched the lion with curious eyes and a flutter inside her belly. She kinda got what she wanted. Not only, were they currently occupied with climbing a red rock in the middle of the plains, but she finally was able to get a date with the mammal, she adored since she was a little child. She pumped her fist once in victory. Now, the only thing she had to do, so she could finally be with the lion, was to tell him the truth about her. And she would do it at a concert, that was created for the LGBTI community. Mostly because of their most vivid supporter having his birthday then. It was an occasion every year, mostly in different parts of Animalia, but the gatherings around the "rainbow" prince always were festivals for the LGBTI mammals.

There she would finally do it. She could see herself dance. Getting Kion's attention and walking into a silent corner, probably with a beautiful view towards the river, it was an open air park with the river and some smaller docks on the side. There she would tell him, that she was a member of the LGBTI. He would tell her, that he already knows that she is a lesbian. And she would look away in embarrassment. And in the final, she would tell him, that this was not true. That she was one of the I, not one of the L. He would recognize his mistake. He would know she was into interspecies the whole time. And then ... hopefully something would happen.

She sighed. Jasiri was giddy to look up at the strong backside of a Lion, she secretly loved.

Chapter 36 End

Hildagard Eckart - Yak - Previously Archive ZPD (already known) / Now secretary and middlemammal of field office ZBI precinct one

JuJu (Judy) - arctic Shrew - daughter of FruFru

Jasiri Xolile - Female Hyena - Survival Trainer / Tour Manager

Kion - African Lion - Police Officer (Sergeant) in Savannah Central

Pride Tops - red rock in the western plains of Animalia

Interrogation time:

The crown stays secret for as long, as it is needed for my Story. And Nick showed kind an interesting reaction about Finnicks message towards him. AHe also refered to him and the boys, so. ^^(antoniodjones123)

Someone like Finnick, who would pretend to be a baby for the one, he had to protect and/or obey is not as unexpected for me as it seems for you. The avian question is a mystery, but for now, there is no sentient avian or reptile in my story. Even primates are an incredibly rare sight, nearly unseen outside their own communities. Corrected my mistake, thank you for pointing it out. (side-fish)

Nick was tired, yes … but could it be, that he was confused himself? Many new impressions and information. Why does no one give him time to think and process everything. Here is a secret: He is incredibly distraught himself, but Judy seemed to be more important than his own well being.
You say weird, I say that a friend of Nick who becomes his con partner could have some noble motivation. Why should he be an asshole, like he is portrayed by most other fics? Why not a foul mouthed badass^^ (markoatonc)

Thank you for any kind words. Long reviews are nothing bad, btw. You know my writing, length is not an issue^^. (Clau.99)

My use of Finnick should have been obvious, with Nick being the important fox he is in my Story. (Eragon05)

Gordon Foreman is a nice name, but I did not intently used this half-life reference deliberately. It was coincidence that the name was produced by my name generator and I just thought, why not. (Nicky427)

Nick would have the rank of prince, if the world would know about him (Only specific animals know/suspect it, Nick included). Nick has secrets, he always had. (queenlmno)

It does not matter to me, if you can't think of not boring reviews. I appreciate any review you would make. And you kinda got it, that I prepare my Story for an inevitable sequel. (zenith88)

Please refer to the Secret Service, not SS … SS is Schutzstaffel of the third Reich and should not be used in the context of a good guy like Finnick. I like slow burn^^. (Cimar of Turalis WildeHopps)

Take a deep breath. Inhale and exhale, okay! This is no rambling anymore, this seems nervous button bashing. Stay calm, everything is okay.^^ I would never kill you, Edward. (HeyitsTwinDrake)

I kinda have some more plans, it seems. Stan Gray and his family (Zachary is the husband of his sister) might be discussed partly in one of the bridge chapters. The Sturm as a group to get the throne? If I read between the lines, it seems you have some very good imagination about certain mammals in my Story. I will neither confirm nor deny anything regarding this theory. (broq)

Thx for your OC. Primates are secluded (by themselves mostly) in Zootopia, though, so I might be biased to use one. (Pat-975)

It is actually quite Other Worldish, different from the Zootopia of Disney. I don't want to be common in this regard. Oppsy about my choice of words. (winerp)

The characters Jasiri and Kion belong to DragoonSensei. Thank you for giving me the chance to use them (Originally inspired by Disney).

I got new fanart again! magister kekko decided to create more of my OC's. Everyone should thank him.

You can find the links in my thread on Zootopia Rocks

navigate through the forum to get the links.
forum: "zootopia rocks"
Under "fanfiction"
The thread:
"ZBI - Zootopia Bureau of Investigation"
posted by "WhiteeFoxclaw1990"