''Hey Wolfie?"
''Yes, Bushy Tail?"
''I'm curious, what other nicknames do you have for the rest of your family?" asked Nick as he looked up at the smiling face of Aaron.
It was the second day since their arrival and they have spent most of the first one in the bedroom. Lazlow and Mich ended up not checking up on Nick and Aaron for obvious reasons. All the better for the pair of canines, who both decided to spend the rest of the day with making love, which turned out to be much more passionate and carnal while Nick was in his season. They became so tired by the middle of afternoon, they slept through the rest of day. At least Nick's itching subdued.
Aaron woke up before Nick, not a significant event considering that Nick was a really heavy sleeper especially after last day. Aaron decided to surprise his husband and make him a tasty breakfast. He decided to put on a boxer and a T-shirt, considering that this apartment could have been easily filled with cameras and he wasn't about to give a show to some mammal in a dark room. He was still sore from last night, so there was a slight limp in his steps as he walked out of the room quietly.
The kitchen was nothing he has ever seen before; everything was so clean, modern and automatic. So modern in fact, even the kitchen drawers were button controlled. At least the fridge was full with fresh food and there were enough silverware to work with. He made fried eggs with crickets for both of them with orange juice, put them on a tray and brought it into their bedroom where his fox was already waking up slowly. The way Nick's face brightened up upon seeing the wolf's gesture and how speechless he became made it more than worth the trouble of figuring out which button does what in the kitchen. Since then they were eating peacefully in their bed while making idle chat about basically everything, one still naked while the other is clothed.
As Nick asked his current question, Aaron looked down into his fox's eyes and smiled.
''Well… Hughes has the nickname 'Birdie' which I made a separate sign gesture for and it goes like this." said Aaron as he removed his arms from around Nick's neck and started gesturing something like a flying bird with his paws.
''There must be a story behind that." replied Nick with a snort.
''Oh boy, there is. Let's see… I was around 16 and me and my family were making our yearly visit to our Grandparent's farm. The whole family came down, except for my dad of course. I was the only pup who reached his teens, my siblings were still young kits at the time, which meant that I could be in my own world while mom and my grandparents kept an eye on my siblings. Said mother and grandmother decided to bring us to this huge field with a small patch of forest around it, not far from the farm. As the edgy teenager I was, I didn't care for it too much, so I decided to just sit in the shadow of one of the trees and listen to music. Then the next thing I knew was that Rufus, as the adventurous kit he was, decided to climb on the tree next to mine and play 'The king of the world' with Hughes. What he didn't calculate was the fact that there might have been a bird nest on that tree, which he managed to knock off successfully. The next thing I saw was Hughes laying on the ground with little nestlings on his hand, shoulders, stomach, chirping loudly. That was when I started to call him 'birdie'." told Aaron with a hint of nostalgia on his face.
''Wow, remind me to use that one on him. It's kind of hard to give a nickname to somebody, whose most noticable trait is something I really shouldn't make fun of. How does he react to the nickname by the way?" asked Nick with a raised eyebrow.
''Contrary to Rufus, he actually likes it. The girls have the names of Blue, Red and Yellow. 'Til their teenage years, even the doctors were in the belief that they are actually triplet twins, so mom decided to give Patricia blue clothes, Victoria got the red package while Caroline received yellow ones. She did that so she could know which daughter of hers was which. That's where their nicknames come from. I know, not as exciting as my brothers', but it is somehow enough to make all three of them crazy in irritation." replied Aaron with a light chuckle.
''What do you think they would do if I started calling them like this?" asked Nick while smirking widely.
''Besides assault me and choke me to death?" replied instantly Aaron, making Nick and himself chuckle. It was around now that both canines finished their breakfast, so Aaron put the tray on the ground and joined Nick under the blankets, hugging his smaller frame close.
''I always wondered, why haven't you given Carrots a pet name yet? You gave me and Chocolate cake one the moment you met us, why not her?" asked Nick after nesting his head deeper into his wolf's neck.
Aaron sighed.
''I think… I still think of her as someone above me. The treatment she got on her first day always reminded me of my childhood. I tried to call her once as something else than Judy, but I ended up choking on the name. It just doesn't feel right, I respect her too much to belittle her even in the most innocent ways." admitted Aaron with a hint of seriousness in his voice.
Although Nick wasn't about to make this conversation into one of the more serious ones.
''You call me 'Bushy Tail' all the time. Does that mean that you respect your colleague more than your mate?" asked Nick as he withdrew his hands and crossed them in front of his chest.
Next thing Nick knew that he was suddenly lifted up by his waist and put on the stomach of his husband.
''I respect you more than life itself and you know it, but as long as this is on your finger…" said Aaron as he lifted Nick's right paw and pointed at the onyx-pearl ring on his ring-finger, that Nick hasn't taken off ever since Aaron put it onto his paw.
''… you are mine and I can do whatever I want to do with you." said Aaron as he gazed into the eyes of his fox. Said fox leaned forward with a smirk on his face.
''Then this thing will stay on my paw, because so far, I liked the things you did with me." said Nick as he planted a kiss on Aaron's nose, then he nestled his head on said wolf's chest. Aaron's paws circled around his body and head, and hugged him tightly.
''My turn for a question, right?" asked Aaron after a brief silence.
''Should I be afraid?" asked Nick sarcastically. Aaron pretended to be thinking about it.
''Actually… Yes you should." said Aaron mischievously. Nick took the challenge and rested his head on his elbow supported paws.
''Then please, do tell."
''Back in the day, Judy has mentioned me that you can sing pretty well, but you need to be bribed into that. I haven't heard that 'angelic voice' of yours yet, even though you were listening to that Rickie Pawtin song a lot nowadays, but you have never once sang along with it. I came to the conclusion that you are restraining yourself. My question is, why?" asked Aaron curiously. He was actually thinking about this a lot lately, ever since he noticed that Nick was only mouthing along his favourite song, not once emitting a sound.
''Well… where is your bribe mister? This fox won't sing until he gets his required payment." said Nick while wiggling his eye brows.
''An officer of the law and accepts bribes? i'm severelly disappointed in you Bushy Tail." snarked Aaron, then he sat up with the fox in his lap and leaned close toward his right ear.
''I thought yesterday's activies were more than enough of a bribe…" whispered Aaron seductively.
''Actually, now that you remind me…" and with that, he started to sing the refrain of 'Shut up and dance with me'.
As Aaron listened to his fox's voice, his eyes grew gradually. Every note of Nick's was pure perfection. And Nick wasn't even singing in a bored, unimpressive way, like it was an easy task. He was actually singing with full passion. The room was filled with a voice, that would have made every singer, from the best to the worst, jealous. Aaron might have been over-exaggerating, but for him it was the most pleasing sound ever.
He was so lost in wonder, he didn't notice Nick actually stop singing and smirk at him.
''We might be inside, but if you keep looking at me like that a bug might fly into your maw." said Nick as he closed Aaron's agape mouth.
''Remind me again, why didn't you become a singer?" asked Aaron with a hint of outrage in his voice.
''Fame was never for me. Plus I don't think mammals would have loved or supported a fox singer." replied Nick honestly.
''I think I would have attended every concert of yours and would have been your own Clawhauser."
''So you are saying that you would have fainted every time you saw me and would have probably stalked me 24/7?" snarked Nick making Aaron roll his eyes.
''Definitely not fainting, but I probably would have tried to meet you personally then seduce you until you will be crazy about me." snarked back Aaron.
''Oh boy, somebody is really confident that he can charm me." challenged Nick while pointing at Aaron's chest. Aaron flashed him a devil smile and soon Nick found himself getting pinned on the bed with a wolf licking his neck and growling. It would have only aroused him in every other time of the year, but it was his mating season. After last night, he managed to tame this new beast inside with the help of Wolfie, so it's kind of ironic that the same Wolfie was the one who reinforced this sex beast again. Now Nick was a very horny and needy fox, whose blood was literally burning and his skin was itching madly. He also felt this overwhelming sensation of desire and his body went on autopilot, which showed in his paws literally doing whatever they wanted.
But of course, his wolf was one sly mammal and the moment Nick started giving in to the symptoms of his season, the wolf withdrew, leaving Nick hanging.
''Wolfie…"growled Nick as he literally shot a hole into the wolf's sly eyes with his own burning ones.
''Do you believe me now, when I say that I can charm you rather easily whenever I want?" said Aaron as he straightened up and looked down at the fuming Vulpine and his visible arousal.
Nick snarled at him and with a huff, he crossed his arms and turned away from his husband with an annoyed face while subtly scratching his right arm. Aaron's expression softened when he saw the adorable childish display of Bushy Tail. He laid back next to him and hugged his smaller frame tightly. Nick tried to struggle out, but even the wolf's bare touch was enough to make him submit to the bigger canine.
''Have you ever thought of having kits?" asked Aaron suddenly. It made Nick's mind stop from thinking of ways to escape and ways to convince the wolf to have some hanky-panky with him right at the moment. Nick slowly turned his head towards his wolf with an unreadable expression.
''Before I answer this question, where did that come from?" asked Nick with his eyebrow raised. The question of kids seemed to throw him off, which was the original intention of Aaron. But he couldn't deny that this was another question his mind has been occupied lately.
''I don't know, but to be honest… It's just something that I think we should talk about soon." admitted Aaron while affectionately scratching the snout of Nick.
''Kits… Eh, I really don't know. I just can't imagine myself as a dad…" admitted Nick as he looked up at the wall with a hint of anxiousness. Aaron saw that he was thinking of what to say next, so he patiently let his fox sort out his thoughts. His opinion on the matter was that he wanted to give a kit or kits a new chance at life, and if he could help those kits with his fox by his side… it would be a dream come true. But he wasn't about to do it if Bushy Tail wasn't ready.
A big sigh turned his attention back to his fox.
''I mean… I can imagine you as a father. A sweet, loving dad that would give his all to their kit or kits. While me… not really." admitted Nick with a shrug.
''What is this? The ever-confident charmer Nick Wildeford is actually not so smooth anymore if kits are the topic, huh?" joked Aaron, receiving a light punch onto his left arm. He knew that his fox did not like serious moments, so he tried to light it up a bit to ease him out.
''On a more serious note, I can imagine you as the easy-going dad who would always be more permissive, while I would be the over-protective father who would never let his kits have any fun." said Aaron, making Nick actually chuckle.
''Okay, the picture you painted me actually sounds not only fun but believable."
The next thing Nick knew is that he was hugging Aaron's frame tightly again, the burning desire that not so long ago was flaming inside him only faintly present in his body now. The wolf put his snout on top of Nick's head and sighed in contentment.
''I actually feel ready for kits, but I don't want any if you need more time." murmured Aaron with his eyes closed. Nick's tail slowly went around Aaron's waist and started subtly wagging.
''Thank you Wolfie, I promise I will think about it a lot, and I think soon I will be ready too. Scouts honor." murmured Nick into the crook of the wolf's neck while inhaling his scent.
''I love you Wolfie."
''I love you, Bushy Tail."
There were no more words needed, just the other's soothing presence.
''Lazlow, I swear this is some kind of revenge of yours."
Nick and Aaron spent the rest of their free time in each other's arms. That is, until Mich and Lazlow used the surprisingly loud bell that made both canines jump out of the bed and hit the ground with a thud. After several remarks on how Mich and Lazlow are the most evil creatures in this planet, they got dressed in their 'special Wolfski royal uniform' that was proposed by Lazlow himself. After grudgingly taking on their uniform, they were escorted to the same limousine as yesterday that was waiting in front of the castle. They were on their way for 15 minutes already when the fox made his remark about Lazlow's revenge.
Nick may not have been made by the devil, but that uniform definitely was. And Nick made sure to whine about it audibly.
''Sir, this is your traditional royal uniform that you have to wear at every official event you attend." explained Lazlow, trying to hide his own amusement.
Nick and Aaron looked at their clothes with a nasty eye. The lower part was a tight, white hemp trouser with it's ankle part double layered and a belt sewed into it. Aaron and Nick made it no secret that they had difficulties walking in these, Nick even complained about an itching sensation which he was sure was not coming from his mating season. The shirt was a combination of white and red and was also made out of hemp, albeit less tighter. It had a zipper coming from the very bottom to the collar with a kind of extension concealing it and a chain connecting the chest pocket with the… shoulder plates. Actual iron shoulder plates. The shirt may not have been tight, but these shoulder plates made it really hard to stretch or even raise their arms above 90 degrees. And the hat. The goddamned hat. It was not uncomfortable or anything, it just looked ridiculously stupid. It was basically a modern admiral hat with the Wolfski coat-of-arms at the front.
They looked like a combination of cherry ice cream, a clown and a very underqualified ship's officer who stole the admiral's hat.
Nick groaned and laid back in his seat.
''This is a cruel and unusual form of torture." whine Nick, not trying to hide his pain.
''You can say that again. I'm pretty sure I have a paperclip poking my rump." said Aaron as he scratched his itching spot.
Nick needed all his control not to have a remark about having something else poking his rump yesterday.
''Do we need to go over this morning's plan for the sake of distraction?" asked Mich while leaning on his armrest.
''That would be appreciated." said Aaron and Nick in unison.
''Okay, so; You guys are the official guests of honor of this V4 meeting. You will be escorted to your special seats where everybody can see you. You will have to oversee the representatives and prime ministers talking about stuff you probably don't understand, but you don't need to." said Lazlow, almost like he practiced these lines before.
''So just sit and look interested, then shake paws and try not to cause war?" summarized Nick with a sigh.
''Basically." replied Mich laconically.
Nick sighed in relief and looked at his husband, a smirk forming on his face.
''Wolfie? Did you bring those?" asked Nick, capturing Mich's and Lazlow's interest.
Suddenly, Aaron proposed a nylon handbag filled with blueberry flavored energy bars.
''You bet. These uniforms are actually good for storing things." replied Aaron with a wink.
''Now hold on a second, you can't eat those in front of all these mammals! What if some highly ranked politician notices this and thinks it's disgraceful and disrespectful!?" exclaimed Lazlow in an outraged way.
''That is, if someone notices us. Show him Wolfie." said Nick while nudging Aaron's side. The wolf opened one of the bars and popped it into his mouth, then started chewing on it… except that his mouth wasn't moving. Lazlow was about to cut in, saying that he wasn't even chewing when he saw Aaron gulp with easy and smile smugly.
Upon seeing Lazlow's bewildered face, Mich decided to help out.
''Come on Squeaker, we are talking about the most easy-going and modern kings in the history of Wolfska. Of course they are not going to just sit around and listen to boring politics. It's kind of admirable and fun actually." cut in Mich with an entertained expression. Working with these two is much more enjoyable than with Mrs. Wolford. The she-wolf really didn't care about the title nor about Wolfska at all, but when she had to do her royal work she was so insistent on everybody kissing her ass like she was some saint. These two doesn't give a damn about the title either, but at least they genuinely care about Wolfska and it's mammals, and are pretty fun to work for.
Lazlow sighed and laid back in his seat.
''Goddamnit you two…"
''Lazlow buddy, don't worry. We are not going to cause any wars or worsen Wolfska's relations with any countries. More so, by the end of the night you have to fend off all those politicians trying to make very favorable deals with you." said Nick in a confident tone.
Lazlow finally showed a smile.
''I will hold you to that."
The meeting took place in the Parliament of Howlsaw. At first it looked like a cozy looking light-blue building that had a main part with a dome on top of it, but upon closer inspection it looked more like a building park with the important structures spread through said park. Most of these buildings were concealed by the trees though, only some of the higher ones (like the main building with the dome) could be seen.
Their car turned into the park, bypassing a checkpoint where they stopped momentarily. Soon they arrived into a parking lot full of news mammals with absurdly huge cameras. There were reporters talking into those cameras behind corridors placed around the parking lot that divided the area from the news stations. Some mammals in expensive suits who arrived at the same time as Nick and Aaron could be seen exiting their cars and start walking towards the front entrance. There were even some fans present, holding up different colored flags, most of these were Wolfski of course.
Aaron and Nick stole a hesitant glance at each other. This was not their first time in front of that many mammals, but it still made them anxious even now. That's when they noticed that they were tightly holding hands, an unconscious action that served as a reassurance, but it made these two mammals snap out of their idiotic doubts.
Why would they need to be anxious? They have the other, and that's what matters. Not even the most influential politician or the biggest crowd could defeat them if they fight together. This was nothing for the Wildefords, they have faced bigger crowds back in Zootopia.
This thought process painted a smile on both canine's muzzle. Nick raised Aaron's paw and planted a kiss on it.
''After you, Monsieur" said Nick with love filled eyes.
''Such a gentleman." said Aaron while jokingly fanning himself with his paw. With that, both of them left the limo. Several cameras turned towards their way and some of the fans seemed to go wild at the same moment. Nick and Aaron looked towards the loud fans and saw several she-wolves trying to rush over to them, but the mammals guarding the corridors successfully held them back. Aaron and Nick waved at them with two handsome smiles and it seemed to satisfy the she-wolves, one of them even fainted at the spot. With two chuckles, they kept on walking towards the entrance of the main building paw-in-paw, Lazlow and Mich following them close behind.
They were led through several corridors until they ended up in a huge room. The room had four presenting tables with the white-red flag of Wolfska, the red-white-green flag of Reynardország, the white-blue-red flag with the coat-of-arms of Voleakia and the white-red flag with the blue triangle for the Elk republic between them. A bunch of otherworldly cameras that could easily be higher than Nick if placed on the ground were facing these podiums with mammals behind them calibrating these very expensive and complex looking cameras. Most of the mammals in this room were logically wolves, voles, foxes and elks, but there were all kinds of mammals spread through the room, minding their own businesses and preparing for the meeting.
What caught Nick's attention was the foxes in the room. There was a big group of tods and vixens in suits talking between each other at one corner of the room, right next to the podiums. He suddenly realized something really obvious; Reynardország was probably called like this for a good reason.
Could there be a place where foxes aren't treated like a rug…?
''You okay, Bushy Tail?" asked Aaron, snapping Nick out of his wondering. Nick shook his hand and looked at his curious husband.
''Yeah Wolfie, could we talk to those guys after this whole event is done?" said Nick while nodding towards the group of foxes. Aaron followed his directions and smiled when he understood what his fox was onto.
''Of course Bushy Tail. First thing after this is over." said Aaron while leaning down and planting a kiss at the head of the vulpine.
''Damn it Wolfie, you always make me feel like I'm a child." complained Nick as he scratched the spot where Aaron kissed him.
''Didn't hear you complaining about that before." replied Aaron as he rolled his eyes.
''Erm, your majesties, we should keep going." whispered Lazlow behind them. Upon hearing the 'majesties' part, they both had to bite their tongue of lecturing Lazlow again, so instead they resumed walking.
They were led to the most left side of the room where they noticed two really shiny and ornate chairs with lacy seat cushion facing the presenter tables from the side. The backrest was twice as high as Aaron and had a thin mattress perfectly tied on it for the sake of comfort. Both seats had two name plates at the top with the respective names. Aaron sat down on the comfortable throne-like thingy first and sighed. This definitely beat the chairs in the bullpen back in the ZPD. Nick had more trouble sitting down since the chairs were made wolf-sized, he had to climb there but soon enough he joined Aaron in the comfy Eden.
''Okay, this chair probably made this whole thing much more bearable." said Nick as he literally eased out of his body.
''I second that." said Aaron while doing the same as his fox.
Suddenly, both of their hat was lifted up and something has been put into their ears, not in a gentle way.
''Hey!"
''Auch!"
The mammals seemed to get the message and soon enough two very familiar nervous chuckles could be heard.
''Sorry sirs, but we needed to put these into your ears." said Lazlow as he stepped into the line of sight of the canines.
''Was it necessary to do it so suddenly and so roughly?" asked Aaron with a bit of irritation in his voice while he massaged his pained ear.
''Excuse us your majesties, it won't happen again." said Mich surprisingly as him and Lazlow descended on their knees with their head and ears dropped. Now this action replaced Nick and Aaron's irritated state with one of the confused ones. They stole a questioning glance at each other, but then they remembered that wolves will be wolves, no matter what they pretend.
They sighed and rolled his eyes. They had to show these two idiots that acting like this is really unnecessary.
''Lazlow Wilkokielsky and Mich Wilkwycie…" said Aaron as he and Nick left their seats and stood in front of the still bowing, now visibly panicking timber wolves.
''You totally butchered their names, you know that right?" whispered Nick with a small smile. Aaron snorted
''Shut up, I want to see you try."
Meanwhile Lazlow and Mich were still bowing, totally oblivious to the banter going on in front of them. Their head was completely fogged and the only thing they could think about is that how much they messed everything up now. They caused pain to the monarchs, and now they are getting their deserved punishment. They were really scared, because one word from either of them and they could kiss bye-bye to their job.
''Stand up you two." came the neutral voice of Nick. Lazlow and Mich obeyed in a blink of an eye, if their biology allowed them to sweat they would be doing it with full intensity. So they were currently standing in front of their kings, their tails between their legs, their ears pinned to their skulls and their head still bowing respectfully while their bodies were shaking.
Suddenly both of them felt something plastic being stuffed into their trembling paws. They dared to open one of their eyes and saw that it was… blueberry energy bars.
''You guys look like you are about to collapse. Here, eat something." came the smug voice of Nick. Mich and Lazlow snapped their attention to the pair and saw them leaning on the same chair with their arms crossed.
''W-w-what?" blurted out the bewildered Lazlow. Mich wasn't faring better.
''And our punishment?" asked Mich while looking at the energy bar in his hand.
''You guys seriously thought we would punish you?" asked Aaron with a raised eyebrow.
Mich and Aaron hesitantly nodded. In reality, both of them knew that with a simple sorry it would have be all water under the bridge, but something inside them made them not only act but think that what they have done was serious. In the end, they did hurt the Alphas on some level, and that could easily get you thrown out of the pack in savage times.
Nick would have used this opportunity to mess with the timber wolves, but in this case he would not only have been just plain cruel, he would have more than likely disappointed his husband, which he didn't want. So with that, he sighed and smiled.
''Just eat your bars and tell us what these things are that you put into our ears." said Nick as he walked back and jumped up into his seat.
Mich and Lazlow looked at each other warily but obeyed.
''Every representative is required to speak in their national language, which means that everyone in the room has to wear these little earphones where an interpreter will translate what the representatives say." said Lazlow as he started to munch away on his energy bar slowly.
''Hear that Wolfie, we may understand something." chuckled Nick as he returned his attention to the just beginning meeting.
~10 minutes into the meeting
''Hey Wolfie." whispered Nick as quietly as possible.
''Yes, Bushy Tail?"
''I am taking back what I said, I don't understand a single word even in English."
''Me neither, I have never heard about foreign currency loans and this 'cause célèbré' that vole was talking about."
''I think our translator had a seizure while the vole was talking."
''Definitely."
~20 minutes into meeting
''Hey Bushy Tail." whispered Aaron as he leaned towards Nick.
''Yes?"
''I'm bored."
''Me too. Wanna hear a joke?" asked Nick as a smile flashed through his face.
''Must be better then all these political stuff." said Aaron as he managed to bite into his energy bar that is concealed by his shirt collar.
''Okay, what is the most Furench thing ever?"
''I don't know, what is it?" asked Aaron as he raised an eyebrow towards Nick.
''A Croissant sitting in a café, eating a baguette."
Aaron had to cover his mouth not to spit his bite out with his snort. He had to hide behind his paws and tried to delete the hilarious picture of a Croissant with a mustache and a furench hat eating a Baguette on the roof of a café while the Eiffel-Tower was in the background and a violin was playing slow music.
Nick was already smirking at his husband's reaction and on the fact that no 'very important politician' heard them. It seemed that they can keep on talking without anyone noticing them. Except for Lazlow, Mich and some news mammals apparently, who were giving out wheezing sounds while trying not to laugh at the joke.
~30 minutes into the meeting
''What about that pig in that corner?" asked Aaron as he pointed at the mammal in question in the other side of the room. They realized for some minutes that they can safely talk in a tone above whisper, albeit it resulted in more eavesdroppers.
Nick inspected the mammal in question and answered.
''Male pig, in his 50's probably, very serious and snob, probably has a wife and at least five mistresses who didn't leave him yet because he continuously pays lots of money."
''You mean he pays the wife or the mistresses?"
''If I have to guess, both." answered Nick, making Aaron silently chuckle.
''And about that elk who is about to talk for the Elk republic?"
''You mean old wrinkled rag who has been chewing his hooves and picking his nose for the past 10 minutes or so?" said Nick. Aaron wanted to be disgusted by this revelation, but it was overtaken by amusement when he heard Lazlow and Mich groan behind them.
~1 hour into the meeting
''I spy with my little eyes something elegant."
Nick looked around the room and spotted his first guess.
''That young fox on the reynardian table with the complete bouquet of flowers pinned into his suit?"
''No, but good guess. Damn he looks like a garden with this many plants on him."
Nick swept his gaze through the room again and spotted his next guess.
''Then that black-furred wolf standing next to Mich at the wolfski presenter table, who has visibly put his pants on the wrong way?" asked Nick as he pointed at the mammal in question. In the mean time Mich, as the Prime Minister of Wolfska, was the one to talk about politics to the media and other countries' representatives and Wolfska's table.
''Wait, really?... Oh god, somebody should tell that poor guy before some paparazzo catches him."
''I think it is late for that." said Nick as he pointed at one of the windows where a jackal with a crazed grin was madly making photos and his camera was directed at the unfortunate wolf.
''Poor guy… Where were we again?" asked Aaron.
''You and your little eyes spied something elegant and I was about to find it." replied Nick while still searching for what caught his wolf's eye.
''So far, your guesses were everything but that." snarked Aaron.
''Funny to hear that from someone who dared to show himself while half his fur was repainted to light-blue." retorted Nick with a snort
''My only answer is two words: Spike. Collar."
''Touché."
~2 hours into the meeting
Nick and Aaron was at the edge of falling asleep. They have play all the possible games that could be played verbally, they have talked all the recent things happening and the gossips from Zootopia. They didn't even try to listen to the politicians, it was just so boring and impossible to understand that it wasn't worth the effort.
But it seems that either Karma or Fenrir or both has blessed them after two hours of torture, when Lazlow patted their backs, catching their tired attention.
''Your highnesses, the meeting is over."
Nick and Aaron did their best to recompose themselves and stand up from their chairs…
…except that their legs had fallen asleep.
''Are both of you okay?" asked Mich looking at his superiors who were currently faceplanting the ground.
''Yes… Yes we are, just give us a moment." said Aaron as he managed to sit up and started to massage his legs.
''I don't know, this floor is comfortable enough." replied Nick, taking up a fetus position on the ground.
Suddenly an unfamiliar throat clearing could be heard. Nick and Aaron look up in startlement and saw a female fox in a black blouse and a black skirt looking down at them with a raised eyebrow.
Upon reading a little golden plate on his suit that said 'Prime Minister, Reynardország', they panicked and quickly tried to recover. It was comical how quickly Nick and Aaron stood up and tried not to lose their balance again, then straightened out and looked at the new comer with an awkward smile.
''Erm… Good morning?" asked Nick awkwardly as the vixen wasn't saying anything.
''It's afternoon Bushy Tail." hissed Aaron between his teeth while keeping up a forced smile.
''And how would I know? When we arrived it was morning!" hissed back Nick. Aaron nudged his side, signaling him to shut his maw then returned his attention to the vixen.
The vixen was still giving them a neutral glare until she snorted which ended up in a chuckle. That chuckle evolved into a hearty laugh.
''Oh god, I didn't believe Michał at first when he said that you two are nothing I would expect but he was right. You two are really funny." said the vixen a different accent than Lazlow or Mich's.
Nick and Aaron gave a harsh glare at the timber wolf in glasses, who suddenly became really embarrassed. His head slumped inbetween his shoulders and mouthed a 'sorry' towards them. When they returned their gaze they saw the vixen extending her paw with a genuine smile.
''Elizabeth Rókalyuki, prime minister of Reynardország, it's a pleasure to finally meet the infamous Wildefords." said the vixen while she shook both Nick's and Aaron's paw.
''Was that your name or did you just sneeze?" asked Nick with his usual smirk. At this moment, Lazlow's paw slowly covered his face and closed his eyes in embarrassament.
''Bushy Tail… shut up…" warned Aaron. They promised Lazlow not to play with their luck, but his fox was not the kind that you can stop from being snarky.
Thankfully, the vixen didn't take it to her heart.
''Don't worry sweetheart, foreigners always ask this question. Yes, it is my name, it actually means 'from the fox den'. By the way, I may have overheard your little 'I spy game' before and am I right if I guess that the solution was the painting of Pigcaso hanging on the opposite wall?" asked the vixen as she pointed at the painting in question.
Aaron and Nick were bewildered.
''Yes." said Aaron plainly, refocusing on the smiling vixen who's face suddenly lighted up in delight.
''Boojah!" exclaimed Elizabeth as she fist pumped. At the same time, Mich groaned audibly.
''You owe me 15 bucks Michał!" exclaimed Elizabeth as she pointed a mocking finger at timber wolf in question.
''What?" asked Nick and Aaron at the same time.
''Oh, after my part was done I joined the group of mammals who eavesdropped on you and we all tried to solve Sir Aaron's last riddle. Me and Michał made a bet which painting it must have been and I won!" explained the vixen as she collected the money from the defeated looking Mich.
''You don't have to shove it to my face…" mumbled Mich.
''Wait, what do you mean by 'group of eavesdroppers'?" asked Aaron cluelessly. Nick wanted to reply as he was conscious about the fact that some mammals listened to them, but the vixen cut him off.
''Just about half of the room. Not every politician loves listening to this stuff, I for myself was actually listening to your conversation. It was much more entertaining than talking about economical plans for the future." said Elizabeth, a chill running through her spine upon thinking of those dreaded planning meetings.
''Anyway, the real reason why I approached you was to tell you that Reynardország is fully supporting you in everything and to congratulate you again for gaining the throne and your marriage." said Elizabeth with a bright smile. That smile was frightfully similar to Judy's smile. Thinking of one of their best made both canines lower their inhibitions.
''Thank you, really." said Aaron gratefully. Elizabeth nodded and was about to leave when Nick suddenly remembered something.
''Wait! I have one more question." said Nick hastily, making Elizabeth halt and smile at him.
''How many foxes are there in Reynardország?" asked Nick curiously. Elizabeth looked up the ceiling in thinking while scratching her chin.
''With a ten million population which has 85% vulpini citizens, I think around 8 and a half million, give and take some." said Elizabeth after some thinking.
''And are they treated… well?" asked Nick carefully. Elizabeth seemed to be confused but then she smiled warmly.
''Considering that only mammals immigrate there who can at least tolerate foxes, I would say yes." said Elizabeth, then started walking away when Nick nodded subtly.
It was all Carrots' mistake. The prejudice against foxes were the reason why Nick became a hustler, why he always had a sour view on the world. Then came that lavender-eyed bunny and nudged him back to the right way. He learnt how not to care about the prejudice against him while still living life to the fullest, but hearing that there is a place where foxes can go if worst comes to worst did make Nick happier and relieved. The idealist kit that Nick thought has died was still inside the fox and it was probably the part that enjoyed this new info.
With that, Nick and Aaron went on their way to meet the rest of the important politicians, now having easier hearts and less anxiousness.
They arrived back to their home three hours later. The first thing they did was washing hands because goddamn did they had to shake a lot of hands. The politicians were less chirpy and fun than Elizabeth, but there were some okay guys (and some not so fun as well). All in all, they did a pretty good job with talking to all those mammals but it was kind of exhausting at the end of the day.
What was worse, is that Nick's mating season was slowly creeping back on him and by the time they arrived home Nick was already pretty jumpy and itching. Aaron saw how bad it was for his husband and he honestly wanted to congratulate the fox for his self-control. Nick apologized for his aggressive behaviour yesterday and promised to restrain himself, but it was doing a number on him. So what Aaron did next was that he took a bath before Nick and when the fox entered the room while he was toweling his head and his eyes glued to the naked Aaron watching with seductive eyes.
Second day of the mating season and Aaron already started to doubt the suitability of the 'bunnies have lot of sex' and started to think that foxes might be more appropriate.
Back in Zootopia, on one of the busier streets of Tundratown to be more precise, a lone police car was steadily rolling on the road with no destination in mind, its occupants keeping an eye on the surroundings. Those occupants were none other than Judy Hopps and Charlie Pictus.
''Any sign of the gang?" asked Charlie while stealing a glance at the beauty next to him, who was literally glued to the passenger window of the car.
''Not yet, haven't even seen three mammals at once." said Judy as she groaned and started rubbing her eyes.
''We have been watching the streets since morning and it's already two in the afternoon." mumbled Judy. Charlie decided that it's time to play the role of a good boyfriend and parked his car on the side of the road which caught the rabbit's attention.
''Charlie what are you…?!" started asking Judy but soon he found of pair of lips on hers. Her body was fighting against herself; melt into it and enjoy the sensation or disconnect because they can't have PDA while on work no matter where they are.
She ended up letting Charlie do what he wanted, and thankfully(or unfortunately) he ended the kiss rather quickly.
''Better?" asked Charlie with a small smile.
''Yes, but you know well that if Bogo catches us we are in trouble." said Judy, casting a small glance at the camera in the dashboard.
Charlie scoffed and rolled his eyes.
''I stopped caring about what Bogo thinks or says for that matter."
''But you are following his orders. If you don't care about what he says why do you follow his orders then?" deadpanned Judy with a small smile on her lips.
''I don't, I only follow my duty. The moment he gives a questionable order that I don't agree with, you can expect me to do as I see it." said Charlie carelessly.
Judy had really nothing to add. As long as Charlie was doing his job of making the world a better place, she really couldn't fault him, even though his methods were questionable.
''What if Bogo hears that you said that? He really wouldn't be happy if he heard that you would be the next Officer Wilde." said Judy out of honest worry. Charlie just snorted.
''Considering his results as a police officer and the catastrophe of a character he is, I cannot decide whether it is a compliment or an insult." commented Charlie, getting an eye roll and a nudge from Judy.
''On a more honest tone, I do have my mammals." said Charlie slyly then turned towards the camera.
''Hey Chuck, how is the married life treating you?" asked Charlie while waving at the camera.
''Wait, you are telling me that you have a friend at records who could delete any entire footage if you ask him?" asked Judy with hint of fascination.
''Not delete perhaps, but change it a bit to fit my liking better." replied Charlie with a toothy smile.
''You know, I'm not even gonna say anything. Just one question; how much do you hang out with Nick on a regular basis?"
''It seems that it is enough to turn me into as sly as a fox." said Charlie as he crossed his hands between his head. Judy fake grimaced.
''Uh, you probably didn't know, but a fox can call another fox sly, but when-''
''Oh, don't you start it now or I have to use these paws again." said Charlie as he intimidatingly gestured with his paws.
''Oh no you don't mister! Back Off!" said Judy as she unbuckled herself and jumped away from the incoming paws, not wanting to get tickled again.
Charlie would have made a remark, but suddenly they heard a loud crash coming from the front. They snapped their attention towards the sound and saw two coyotes and one polar bear with baseball bats continuously hitting the hood of their police cruiser while screaming profanities about cops.
''Is that the gang?" asked Judy eagerly.
''You bet." replied Charlie as he proposed his fist.
''Ready to make the world a better place?"
Judy smiled brightly and fist bumped Charlie.
''Let's do this."
The thugs didn't stand a chance.
Oh boy, you know what's about to happen in the next chapter if this one was filled with love, laughs and fun.
Referring back to my statement in the previous chapter, I don't think I'm a bad writer, I just acknowledge my mistakes and don't praise myself more than I should.
In This chapter, I wanted to give you guys one filled with funny and comical scenes while showing off the chemistry between the characters and how differently they take this whole Royal rank than one would expect. I would appreciate if you told me how I did.
Oh and to every french viewer of mine; please don't be mad at me for the french joke, didn't mean no harm by it.