Judy was walking in the hallway to her next class when she saw Amanda and her two henchmen skulking around near the door to the classroom. Predictably, the three of them had thrown her under the bus when they got to the principal's office, blaming everything on her. For the first day of school, things were already off to a miserable start.

She'd sat in the principal's office across from Principal Big, ironically named based on how absolutely tiny the little shrew was, getting lectured for what felt like hours about "fitting in" and "not making problems with her classmates". Typical. Bullies always seem to get away with it, and their victims are always left holding the bag and catching the blame.

On her way out of his office, Judy had turned a corner and found herself staring down the long hallway, Amanda and her howling she-bitches at her side, waiting to cause more trouble for her. Judy briefly considered taking them up on that, but thought better of it and opted to duck away into a side door just as Amanda scanned the hall, only narrowly missing her loathing gaze.

"Where is that fluffy little bitch?!" Howled Amanda. "She should have been here by now."

Judy breathed hard, her back against the door of the room she'd ducked into. After a few seconds passed, she cracked the door open and peered out, only to quickly duck back inside as Amanda and the others briskly walked by in a huff.

"I swear to god, if I find that cotton tailed, carrot breathed bitch I'll strangle her with her own fucking ears!"

Judy held her ears on instinct, listening as they passed by and making sure that they were long gone before she even let herself breathe. When she was sure, she let out a hard exhale and took a step back. That's when she noticed what room she'd been hiding in. The tile floor should have been a dead giveaway. The urinals against the wall sealed the deal. Judy looked on in horror. She was in the men's bathroom.

"Cheese and crackers..." She whispered.

Suddenly Judy heard the sound of brisk footsteps headed towards the bathroom door. Someone was about to come in! Thinking quickly, Judy scrambled across the tile floor and ran headlong into one of the stalls, shoving the door open then slamming it shut and latching it behind her.

"...Hi...?"

Judy turned around and nearly lost her lunch when she realized that the stall was already occupied by none other than Nick freaking Wilde. Fortunately, Nick hadn't actually been using the restroom, in fact he was standing upright and fully clothed. Oddly, though, his belt was unbuckled and his cellphone was in his left hand. Judy immediately recognized her own butt on the screen of his phone just before he'd hurriedly turned it off. The fox seemed to be blushing.

"Ah jeez, did I go into the girls room again," said Nick.

Judy lunged at him, covering his mouth with her hands. Outside the stall door Judy could hear footsteps. Then, from nowhere, came the sound of a struggle. A hard smack, shattered glass, and a sickening thud like some thing heavy had fallen to the floor. Then, a second later, the bathroom door opened and shut again.

Nick pulled Judy's hands off his face.

"Alright, alright, easy on the muzzle. You wanna tell me what's going on, Carrots?"

"Did you just hear that?" said Judy. "It sounded like..."

"Like Mr. Bogo had one two many burritos for lunch and, honestly, I'd rather not think about it," joked Nick. "I'm interested less in what's going on out there, and more about why you're in my stall."

"Well, what were you doing in here? Oh, and is that a picture of my ass on your phone?!"

Nick awkwardly tucked his phone into his pocket.

"Um...no. You know, on second thought, maybe we should see what just happened out there," muttered Nick, changing the subject and motioning past Judy. The fox quickly unlatched the door and walked into the main area of the bathroom, Judy hot on his tail.

"Just wait a second, Wilde! First your psycho girlfriend messes with me, now I find you doing... Whatever it was exactly you were doing in there, and I-"

Judy stopped her rant in its tracks as soon as she saw what Nick had his own stunned eyes on. On the floor of the bathroom lay a small koala groaning in pain. Three long scratch marks on his face were red with blood and shattered glass from the nearby mirror was spread out everywhere.

"Holy shit," said Nick. "And here I was thinking today was gonna be boring."