NOTE: I am a writer who supports Black Lives Matter, LGBTQIA2+ rights, Trans Rights, and Liberal Feminism. If you don't like any of that, don't read my stories. Thank you.
Now, we face an interesting question... Where has the other rabbit gone? Why? And what does it mean for the rabbit and fox 'Not-a-couple'? Because certainly, something must be going on here.
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Two bun's secrets, and some Foxing
Normally, the college library was a quiet place to study. The usual amount was only a few dozen mammals inside, getting books, reading, or working on homework. In that case, there was an overabundance of booths, tables, or the various chairs and coffee tables strewn around.
But, not anymore, as it was the last month of this semester. Only a few weeks were left until winter break. Projects were coming due, papers' deadlines were approaching, and finals were beginning to peek around the corner.
Judy looked around the library, shaking her head at how packed it had become. There were almost no seats available, and at least a hundred mammals were still milling about between the shelves of books.
It was strange how this font of learning was only important to these mammals when they were getting desperate for those final marks. Judy and Nick had been coming here regularly between classes, mostly for the quietness and luxury of the comfortable chairs.
Now, it wasn't so quiet. But her, Nick, Sharla, Chrys, and Caroline had managed to steal a table with some nice chairs early in the day, as they all sat around working on homework, and studying. They all had their headphones in, presumably listening to music or watching educational videos, or who knew what else. It was clear that everyone's nose was to the grindstone.
Sharla was frantic. They had a lot of medical assignments coming up, as well as scientific papers, exams, and practical demonstrations. She'd borrowed a few of the plastic 'dummy' body parts from the front desk, and was actively disassembling and reassembling them, with regular muttering that Judy couldn't even begin to understand.
Chrys was working on something called Culinary Theory, a subject Judy originally didn't believe existed. Of course, then he thumped the large textbook on the table, and started pouring through it with a look of distress. Judy knew all his exams were practical, which had to suck for him.
The caracal, on the other hand. . . She was being quiet, tapping on her laptop. Every now and then, she'd steal a glance around the table, looking at all the mammals at the table. Judy wasn't terribly sure, but the cat seemed to be looking a lot more at Nick. . .
Admittedly, it was likely harmless. After all, occasionally, the rabbit looked up from her own laptop, and scan across the room in deep thought. She was never looking at anything, it just helped to look away sometimes.
Judy and Nick were both working on their Policing in Modern Society papers for Intro class. Normally they wanted to help one other on homework, but, when it came to papers, they kept to themselves to avoid any plagiarism. Not that they didn't share sources now and then. . . Even if it cost her sometimes. . .
There was no sharing of ideas, but sources were fine. Anything they developed after that was at least their own ideas. To no surprise, they started exchanging 'favours' for sources. Originally a joke, now it was added banter between them. The concept of favours was hilarious given their relationship didn't require it to get what they wanted. Asking was usually enough, even if they bantered back and forth.
Judy glanced over at the sly fox beside her, remembering how he proposed the idea of 'favours'. He was typing away on his paper, a slight smile on his focused, slender snoot. Thinking of their latest 'adventures', she grinned as she turned back to her own work.
The last few weeks had been amazing for Judy. The first few times were awkward, but still enjoyable, as expected. As the days went on, it was all good fun at that point. Nick was very affectionate, even in the morning. She smirked, as she gazed past her computer screen.
Judy was right, she'd been missing out by tying his hands up. He wasn't like the bucks back in high school, he could multitask and do it very well. Not that it was the last time the pawcuffs were used. . . She just made sure the fox's hands were in front of his body this time.
And, Nick had used them on her as well, because that was just fair. She fidgeted a bit in her seat, as she stared at the blinking vertical line at the end of her last paragraph. He wasn't wrong when he mused that she might like it. Even being unable to have any control, she still felt. . . very safe. Even during his 'tough bad cop' act. He was always receptive to communication, a trait she really admired.
Judy gave a light shake of her head, trying to get her mind back on how policing in the modern world was working or not working. Which, Judy had a lot to say about. There was the whole issue of the police cars, the lacklustre application of community policing-
Pop.
A small chat window appeared in the corner of her window. A frowning smile appeared on her face, as she read the message.
Nick: Do I get any points for saying I'm thinking about you right now?
Judy lightly shook her head, as she diverted her attention to responding in the chat window. A tall claim, one he'd made before and been wrong several times. Just, perhaps not this time. Although, Jud wasn't about to confess to him, either.
Judy: No dice, Slick. What, the morning wasn't good enough for you?
She looked at the fox through the corner of her eye, seeing his eyes light up as he smiled, and shook his own head as he continued typing.
Nick: How dare you suggest that considering you know how much I loved it. but, I'm 90%-80% pretty sure my doctor recommended rabbit three times a day?
Judy stifled a chortle, as she continued to grin. He was regularly very flirty, but lately he'd turned the notch up a little further. She knew why, they'd talked about how it was coming into his own heat season and he was constantly 'slightly' horny. Or maybe that was his excuse. . . He never seemed upset when she turned him down, after all. Whenever that happened.
Judy: I'm pretty sure they were talking about eating food, not rabbits. How's your paper coming?
She responded, hopefully switching the topic before the fox managed to rile her up more. They still had a lot to do today before they could peel off to her bedroom. Looking down at the time, they only had about 10 minutes before they needed to leave for their last class with Dave.
The poor jaguar had to deal with a lot of stupidity as they got closer to the end of the year. As law was a cumulative subject, people who didn't pay attention in the first few modules were paying for it now.
Nick: It's going well, I'm just working on my last main point and the conclusion. Then I must sort my references. You?
The fox didn't even fight the change in topic, unsurprisingly to Judy. But it was still a relief. She'd heard a lot of stories from her other sisters about problematic boyfriends, who whined every time they were told 'no' for something. Of course, Judy had an insane advantage here, they weren't dating. And, Nick was just. . . That kind of a tod, she guessed.
She looked at her work, and the final written sentence. Judy was good at papers and was technically already done, except for referencing and proofreading. She'd ended on a quote from a famous mayor, to help hammer the point in. It was a good quote, too.
Judy: Pretty good, just got some proofreading to do. Although judging by the time, we should probably start heading for class.
She saw him read her message out of the corner of her eye, before he let out a yawn, and broke into a stretch. Judy stared at his fangs for a moment, smiling softly. They were somewhat scary once, but now, they were just teeth to her.
"Well, we'd better hop off to class, Carrots," He muttered aloud, closing his laptop and packing up his stuff.
Judy nodded, and closed her own laptop. "Yeah. It was fun studying with everyone. And, good luck if any of you have assignments or tests today," She confirmed, as she stuffed her laptop in her bag and zipped it closed. Nick stood up and slung his backpack over his shoulder, with Judy following suit.
Caroline spoke up, glancing at her own laptop. "But you've got twenty minutes before your class starts. Where are you two going?" The caracal asked, leaning forward in her chair with curious eyes. She folded her laptop, the corners of her mouth twitching in a smile.
Judy shrugged. "Well, we're probably going to grab a snack at the cafeteria on our way by and go to our classroom. Our teacher gets there early and lets us in. If there's still time left, I'm going to keep proofreading my paper. Why?"
The cat's eyes narrowed, before she shrugged. "Just curious. Our teacher doesn't let us in until class." She responded, settling back down in her chair. She seemed a little pissed, as she opened her laptop and began typing furiously.
Judy regarded the caracal with curious eyes, wondering what the real reason was. She always seemed confused
Nick shrugged. "Well, Chrys, Sharla, I'm sure we'll see you later today. Caroline, good luck with your assignments." He said, as he turned and started walking away.
Judy began to follow, as Caroline responded to Nick. "It was nice seeing you too, foxy." She muttered the final word, causing Judy's ear to twitch as she continued walking along.
The rabbit didn't like that. She didn't like that at all. It wasn't the first time the caracal had made her opinion clear. Judy knew she could respond to it, though. If she did, Caroline would bombard her with questions of why she was being defensive, and it was hard enough to deal with her occasional questions to start with.
They continued walking and left the library toward the cafeteria and their next class. The two mammals walked in relative silence before they grabbed some banana bread at the cafeteria and finished their walk to the classroom.
The door hadn't been opened yet, but they still had another 15 minutes before the class was supposed to start. Dave would be along, they both knew. What was disappointing was that there wasn't a single other classmate there yet.
That said, the hall wasn't completely empty, with students walking past every few moments. So, Judy and Nick talked about what they'd learned in the last class, absentmindedly as they waited for Dave to show.
They didn't have to wait long, as they saw the large Jaguar turn the corner with his regular swagger. Judy always found the way he walked to be interesting, and very telling of what he used to be, the way he strode down the halls with authority.
He had his laptop case at his waist, hanging from his shoulder, as he held a ring of keys in his hand. Judy watched as his yellow eyes registered the two students waiting at the door, and suddenly there was a barely noticeable uptick in speed as he headed for the room.
When he got close enough, he nodded to the two mammals waiting at the door. "Judy. Nick. My regular early students, as usual."
Judy instantly chimed in. "Just excited to learn. It's easy to be early."
The jaguar huffed, as he looked through the keychain for the right one. "You'd be surprised. Good work on the last quiz by the way, both of you. Really knocking it out of the park." Dave found the right one, and swiftly stuck it in and opened the door. As he stepped through the doorway, Judy followed suit right behind him.
Nick shrugged, as he trailed Judy into the classroom. "If everyone listened and paid attention, this whole class would easily achieve good marks." The fox said, as Judy turned off and sat down in her standard seat. The fox sat next to her, as the Jaguar deposited his laptop bag on the teacher's desk and began pulling out his stuff.
"That's not entirely true, Nick. Both of you, you come to class and you're just turned on, instantly," The jaguar responded as he began setting up his laptop on the projector. Judy felt herself freeze, as she was about to pull her textbook and notes out. Why was he talking about them being turned on?
The jaguar continued, clearing Judy's suspicion. "You come in here, you want to learn, you pounce on the opportunity. I think all the teachers here know when you're here you're learning as hard as you possibly can. And, it pays you in dividends, like your marks. Some." He paused, as a few more students began to come through the door. Judy quietly let her breath out, as she continued setting up her stuff before sitting down. "Some just don't have that drive. But, in other news, how've you two been?" He asked as he continued his own set up.
"I'm good. Staying out of trouble" Nick responded first, shrugging as he settled into his chair beside the rabbit. She felt his paw reach out under the desk, lightly touching her on the leg. Judging by the playful look on his face, it was completely intentional. Judy frowned at him, the corner of her mouth twitching slightly
She gently swatted it way, shaking her head at the fox with a grin. He smirked at her, as he pulled out his criminal code. The fox was always trying to get away with playing under the desks. . . "Me, too. Lots of homework, but I'm making it work. What about you?" Judy chimed in, as the two settled into their seats.
The jaguar shrugged. "I had a good weekend, thanks." More people began to pour in, as he moved to the whiteboard and began drawing a diagram on the whiteboard. Both Nick and Judy recognized it from last week and opened their notes to the last page as he continued drawing it out.
More people were flooding into the room, as the jaguar turned to face them. "Good afternoon everyone. We're going to do a little bit of review from last week, especially of the release authorities. Not very impressed with the overall results of the module quiz this weekend, and this is essential for any of you to pass the final. We've only got two weeks until the final exam, your final marks in this class. And, for some of you, the final might be your last chance to pass. . ." The Jaguar spoke sternly, as he finished drawing the diagram on the board.
It was both complicated and confusing to Judy. As soon as she comprehended the basic elements, everything else made sense. But until then, the whole thing was gibberish. The Jaguar turned around and gazed around the room as he slowly began walking down the centre aisle. "Now, who can release for Section 334(b) of the Criminal Code?"
He strode up the aisle, pausing beside Judy as she turned to him with her hand up. "Can anyone, other than Judy and Nick, tell me?" He muttered, exhausted, as he paused and looked at Judy and Nick. Nick hadn't put his hand up, but he crossed his arms in response. Judy frowned, and lowered her hand.
It hadn't been the first time that he'd said something like that. And, there were many times when he just straight up ignored her and Nick's hands for as long as possible.
Sometimes, someone else would put their hand up. Other times, he would just give up and look at the two for an answer. In one infamous example, Judy dared to ask him if she could answer. The response was a simple 'no, you're both in the penalty box'.
It didn't escape Judy's notice that he often lumped her in with Nick, and vice versa. Half the time he was coming up with examples of crimes, he would use their names as stand-ins for victims, perpetrators, or police officers.
Judy didn't think much of it. Both tended to speak 'out of turn' whenever a dumb question was asked in class, so it was probably deserved. Although, Dave never seemed angry about it for the most part. . .
Dave finally got an answer to his question in the back of the class, which set the tone for how the rest of the class would go. There were a few good students in the class, but they were often overshadowed by some of the craziest questions that either of them had ever heard before. Of course, that meant that Nick and Judy couldn't help but interrupt the stupidity now and then with some snarky comments.
During their discussion of the Plain View Doctrine, a student started asking questions about whether not a police officer should be allowed to seize prohibited weapons that they see in the back of your vehicle or not.
A strange question, especially given that the student specifically asked about prohibited weapons. It would have been innocuous enough if that was the only dumb question the student asked. But on the other hand, it was just one of many that he'd ask over the semester.
Another student, Brant, the lion, asked how they possibly could 'presume' a person was going to break into a business, when the scenario described them picking up a brick and whipping it back in a gesture to smash it into a window. Nick couldn't help but speak up to that question, as the student refused to accept Dave's initial. "You know what, Brant? If he could give the officer a legitimate excuse, fine, but what possible excuse could the guy possibly have for walking around with a brick?" Nick spoke up, derisively, as he craned his head around to
The lion was quiet for a moment, before he opened his mouth. Knowing him, it wouldn't be a happy response. It wasn't the first time Nick and Judy had clashed with Brant, and it probably wouldn't be the last. But before Brant could, Dave immediately jumped on Nick's train of thought.
"Yeah, what's he going to say, he's just taking his pet Brick for a walk?" The jaguar gestured his hands up as if he was carrying something in his paws before he continued. "In this case, it is literally a presumption by the police officer, which is allowed in law. As is the accused allowed to rebut that presumption to both the officer and in court. Now. . ." Dave shook his head and continued the point he was trying to make.
This class was no different than any of the other classes they had. Both Nick and Judy were paying attention closely. Students were asking some good questions, some stupid questions. Nick, and admittedly herself, were both being extreme smartasses, And the jaguar was doing his best to signal what would be on the final exam, going so far as to have it written in red on the PowerPoint, have a red marker and circling it on the whiteboard, or literally stating, "This is a Dave hint, this will be on the final exam."
Of course, with how regular the class was, Judy did not expect what happened when the class was over. Just before she started packing up, Dave spoke up and gestured to the two in the front row. "Nick, Judy. Can you stay after class for a minute?"
The jaguar glanced up at them, with a serious look in his eyes as he continued packing his stuff. Judy froze for a second, as she tried to read the expression on his face. Unfortunately, the jaguar was usually very stoic when it came to his expressions.
Given how disruptive her and Nick had been today, she winced as she considered the likelihood of being in trouble. They didn't do much more than usual, but, maybe Dave had finally had enough?
She looked at Nick, the fox still stuffing his stuff in his pack. They locked eyes for a moment, and Nick shrugged. But Judy wasn't a fool, she could see that he was concerned. Dave had never asked another student to stay behind after class, except at the start of the year.
And, this was not the same. The rest of the class slowly filed out, as Nick and Judy both finished packing and walked up to the jaguar. Judy hoped that he'd say something before the class was all gone, then it couldn't be serious.
But, he didn't, slowly packing his stuff and saying bye to most of the other students as they went by. The two smaller mammals looked at each other again with concern, as the final student left the classroom.
The jaguar looked up at the two of them and looked at the door briefly before turning back. "So. You've both been doing very well in this class. You both read ahead in the modules; you pay attention, all that stuff. Law just comes to you naturally. First off, I want to let you both know that, the reason I don't call on you for answers is because I know you know it. I know, and I can understand if you've gotten frustrated. But I need other people in the class to learn. Especially the people in the back, the people who need to figure it out to pass. I'm sure you know of the people I'm talking about." He began, Judy tensing slightly as he went along.
"I understand. And, I'm not upset, I get it and I think Nick does, too. We're just having fun when we act. . . Upset." Judy answered, looking to Nick. He nodded along, with a smile. Dave turned to her and acknowledged her response. Then, he took in a deep breath.
"Okay then. That brings me to the other reason I wanted to talk to you both. . ." Judy flinched, as the large cat looked away from them. All kinds of thoughts ran through her head, as she tried to prepare herself for what was coming. ". . . As I said before, this course seems to come naturally to the both of you. So, I was wondering, if you both would consider becoming tutors for my class?"
Judy blinked. "What?"
The jaguar turned to her, slinging his laptop bag over his shoulder. "A paid tutor, of course. It would be a real job. You would be employed through the College. It's better than minimum wage, and you can pick your own hours. I think you both would be good, and you could probably tutor for a lot of courses if your marks are as good as here. You'd have to start next semester, but it's something to make a little cash while you're in school."
Nick audibly breathed a sigh of relief, as Judy's shoulder's relaxed. "Oh, well, that sounds great. I'd love to help other students." She responded as she nodded. In the corner of her eye, she could see Nick nodding along as well.
"Yeah, I think that'd be cool. I'm always up for a little money on the side." Nick responded, as the jaguar nodded and started walking towards the door. He gestured for them to follow and waited outside the door.
"You're both extremely smart. And, I know you've helped a lot of your fellow students already. The ones that would listen, anyway." He continued, shutting the door and locking it after Nick and Judy passed through. The jaguar paused for a moment, turning to look at them. "I've got to run off to a meeting here. . . But. . . Pardon me for asking, what were you concerned about when I was talking to you? I saw you both tensed up pretty hard."
Naturally, the ex-officer would notice her reaction. . . Judy's expression turned sheepish, as she looked away. It kind of seemed stupid to think of now, considering how well the three of them got along. If he'd truly had a problem with their conduct in class, they probably would have been called out a long time ago.
"Oh, I see." The jaguar stated, straightening his back as he looked between the two. Then, he shrugged, tilting his head to the side slightly. "I happen to be married to a gazelle. Happily, for twenty years, with kids. . . I am not the type to lecture you two on how you spend your spare time, or who with. Anyway, you two have a good afternoon, I'll see you on Friday."
Judy's eyes narrowed, confused by the big cat's words. What is he talking about? Married to a gazelle- wait. Judy's head whipped up to catch the glint in the jaguar's eyes, right before he turned around and began striding down the hall. He knew? How did he know? She turned to Nick; whose eyes were wide in surprise as his head swivelled to look down at her.
The fox was very close with Dave before he was a student. . . Could he have? No, Nick wouldn't have told him, a teacher, right? "How does he know?" She asked, eyes narrowing at the still-surprised fox.
"I have no. . . Idea. . . He was a good police officer, though. . . Infamously known for interviewing suspects, and interpreting their behaviours." Nick responded in a murmur, shaking his head slightly. Judy had a feeling that Nick wasn't telling the whole truth. . . But maybe she was just being paranoid. She shook her head and sighed.
"Do you think he'll tell anyone? Are we being too obvious?" She asked, broaching the far more important topic. Judy wasn't as overly concerned with Dave knowing than the odds of her family getting wind of it.
Nick's shoulders went up, in a very confused shrug. "I. . . Don't know. I don't even know what he knows and doesn't know. But, as for telling, I don't think so, he's not really the gossipy type. . . I could talk to him?"
Judy shook her head. "That'll just sound ridiculous. . . . . But, still. . . I think you need to stop playing around at school, especially in class. . . At least if it's just him, it'll be okay. Let's go back home." Almost robotically, she turned and started walking the long path back to the dorm rooms.
"Yeah. . . Sorry, Carrots." The rabbit's ears picked up the fox, who padded closely behind her to no surprise. She wasn't angry with him; he certainly didn't mean any harm. And, it wasn't like he was the only one who had wandering hands during class sometimes.
Occasionally, it made the fox jump, which she enjoyed a little too much. It would be less funny now, but it was a safer option to avoid it in the long run. They were still getting used to the feeling of being able to do whatever they wanted in the dorm, even after a few weeks. "It's fine. Your paws will just have to control themselves until we get home." was going to be a quiet walk, if her mood was any sign.
She took in a deep breath and sighed heavily. If Dave had managed to pick it up in class. . . Then did any of their classmates know? Dave was Dave, but they always sat with each other and hung out after class. It wouldn't be surprising if some of them at least suspected it.
The only way to stop it permanently would be to stop sitting together and hanging out with each other. She winced at the thought, pushing the exit door open and holding it for the fox. Judy shook off the foul image, as they continued walking. That wasn't a pleasing prospect. If only Rhett wasn't here. . . If he'd managed to get into Bunnyburrow College, she never would've needed to worry about any of this.
Not to say she'd publicize it in the college newspaper without Rhett. But she would at least be at very low risk of having to endure any fights with her parents if Rhett wasn't here. "Penny for your thoughts?" The fox asked quietly from behind her, a look of concern across his face.
She shrugged, slowing down slightly to walk beside him. "Just frustrated. The more we try to keep this a secret, the more people seem to find out." She responded as the fox nodded solemnly. She smiled up at him. He was blaming himself, wasn't he? Judy shook her head, with a frown. He was always harsh on himself when he didn't need to be. And she knew just the cure for a moping fox. "Apparently, we need to start having more secret nights together. You know, to make up for all the nights that people are figuring out."
She replied with a grin, as she reached a paw out to squeeze his tail. They were basically alone on the walkway; she'd made sure of that before she reached over. Anyone there was wouldn't notice, as she quickly pulled her hand away again. The fox, on the other hand, jumped slightly, as he looked at her in surprise. The corners of his mouth slowly bent up in a sly smile as they approached their front door.
"Balance the equation?" He asked, shaking his head lightly as he unlocked and opened the door. "I'm pretty sure that's not how that works, Carrots."
They walked inside and closed the door behind them with a satisfying click. "I don't know, I'd say it's worth a few shots, don't you?" Inside, she rationalized the chance that people in their class noticed. If those tales, if they existed, did not make it to the aggie department, they would be fine. And given that the criminal justice department hated the agriculture department (for reasons Judy still didn't understand), it was probably not going to happen anytime soon.
The fox paused and held a paw comically against his chin. "I mean, we could give it a few tries, Carrots. But, you know, for it to be a true test, we're going to need to try at least three recorded attempts at balancing the scales, in entirety. You know, to make the results scientifically significant."
They began walking up the stairs, making their way to Judy's bedroom. At this point, Nick almost never went to his own room, besides getting clothes and other miscellaneous things. Sometimes Judy wondered if it would be better if they just moved his clothes into her room, but Nick didn't like that idea very much.
Judy suspected there was rabbit porn in there. Logically speaking, it was almost a certainty. "There's that number three again. . . But alright, Mr. Science Fox. Does that mean you want to have a control group? What would that look like?" She mused as she walked up the stairs. She flicked her tail with every step, knowing how it would drive the fox nuts. The relative privacy of their dorm house had become a very comforting thing for both, and they didn't have an issue with taking advantage of it.
He chuckled behind her. "Well, the control group would be a situation without the catalyst. In this case, it's the whole trying to be 'secret'. . . I'd be up for that if you were, but how quiet are you usually, Carrots? We might need to establish a baseline here. For future comparison in testing."
Judy's ears turned scarlet, as they reached the landing of the second level. Judy always thought she wouldn't be embarrassed during their 'chats', but the fox always found a way to make her ears blush. She didn't moan that loudly, but the fox always loved to joke about it. She was glad that they ended up revealing everything to Sharla and Chrys before they really started getting into it, though. . . It would've been extremely difficult to be quiet then.
They walked through the door and closed it softly behind them. Sharla and Chrys wouldn't be home for a while, but even then, Judy locked it for added security.
Nick set his backpack onto the bed, and hopped up onto the mattress, stripping off his pants and shirt as he went. Judy smirked at him and shook her head softly. Ever since that day, they spent a lot of time studying and working on homework together in her room.
And, most of that time was spent without clothes. Why bother with clothes? She put her bag onto the bed and threw her phone on top as she removed her clothes. Unfortunately for them, they both had their papers to finish up before the night's end.
She joined him on the bed, sitting in the centre as she pulled her laptop from the bag. Normally, cuddling was an option. Or at least, her spooning against his body while they sat and studied. But, with two laptops and two papers to do, it was a chore to attempt it. Especially without breaking the laptops. Of course, that didn't stop Nick from laying perpendicular to her back, partially flat across the bed. The other half of his body was busy partly-curling around her waist. Well, it was mostly his legs and tail. That wonderfully flexible fox spine always impressed her, in so many ways.
Of all the positions they studied in, it was one of the more adorable options. And it worked practically for her, what with his tail and thighs making a good laptop stand. She smirked, shaking her head as she started proofreading her paper. In the back of her mind, she reminded herself that this 'sitting pose' usually resulted in them going further about 78% of the time. Probably better odds for avoiding it than most other choices, honestly.
But she only needed an hour, maybe one and a half to finish her paper. After that, her evening was open for the most part. Open until they got hungry, anyway. Nick probably needed the same amount of time, if not a little less.
And for a few minutes, they remained that way, trading banter and comments every now and then for about an hour. But then, she heard a dreadful sound.
Bzzzzz-Bzzzzzz
Judy frowned at the phone, wondering who could've texted her. Of all the kinds of distractions she was willing to accept, a text message was-
Bzzzzzz-Bzzzzzz
Two?
Bzzzzzz-Bzzzzzz, the phone continued to buzz, as she reached and picked it up. She turned it over, the small box buzzing in her hand as she read the screen. "Oh, shoot. Of course." Judy growled, shaking her head.
Nick tilted up towards her, ears focusing on the rabbit. She looked at him and gestured for silence with a paw. "It's my mother, shhh." She grumbled, causing the fox's eyebrows to shoot up in surprise. It wasn't often that her mother called, and this was the first time they were in a. . . Awkward situation, to answer. Usually, her mother abided by texting, but at least it wasn't a videocall.
She waited until she saw the fox nod and hit the answer key as she placed the phone against her head. With a faked smile, she spoke cheerfully into the mic. "Hello, Mom, how are you?"
"I'm okay dear, how are you?" Bonnie Hopps voice carried through the speaker, so loud that even Nick could hear it, as he smiled and shook his head. He leaned his torso up, his paws moving to rest on her hips as he pressed his chest against her back.
Judy shrugged instinctively to the question, despite how pointless it was. "I'm okay. Finals are coming up, so, I'm pretty knee-deep in studying right now." She muttered in response. The fox raised a paw and started gently rubbing around her knee. Looking over, the devilish glint in his eyes almost made her shudder. She swatted the paw away, which seemed to give the fox the message for the moment.
She heard her mother sigh. "Have you gotten a chance to talk to your brother yet?" The elder rabbit quickly shifted the conversation. Ah, there it is. She rolled her eyes. Something in Bonnie's voice had told Judy that this wasn't just a simple 'how are you' conversation. Especially considering when she was calling.
It'd been only a couple of weeks since her mother asked her to check on Rhett, and Judy hadn't bothered to try yet. It was just a farce, wasn't it? "No, I haven't, mom. I've been very busy lately. Have you tried calling him?" She asked, barely able to contain her sarcasm.
Rhett always had his phone on. There was no way that he wouldn't know his mother was calling him at some point. That is if she even believed this story. "I have, Judy. I've called him at least a dozen times and texted him, I don't even know how many. . . We. . . We had a fight, the last time I talked with him. And. . . . he hasn't talked to me since." Bonnie spoke, her voice clearly laden with distress.
Judy sat up; ears perked towards the phone. Bonnie Hopps was not good at lying, and she was starting to feel this wasn't some plot of hers. Given the tone of her voice, she was at least serious this time. But what happened between them? "What did you fight about?" Judy asked with concern. Even Nick, who'd started rubbing her legs before, paused in order to lean in closer to the side of her head opposite the phone.
With the big, dumb aerial ears of his, the fox could easily hear the phone, she was sure. But now, he was clearly very interested.
Her mother sighed into the phone. "It's nothing, just stupid stuff, Judy. Which is why I don't know why he hasn't talked to me since. . . Can you please try and get a hold of him, and let me know if he's okay?"
At this point, even Judy was starting to wonder. She hadn't seen the rabbit around in months, although in honesty, she hadn't been looking for him either. He could have been in the cafeteria, and she didn't notice. But even then, they would've at least passed in the hall, right?
It was a little weird that her mother was saying the fight was over something silly. But Rhett did tend to be angry at dumb things when he was younger, and they didn't exactly hang out when they were teenagers. "Yeah, sure, mom. I'll text him right away," She responded as she tried to think about what could be bad enough for him not to talk to his own mother for over a month.
"Thank you, Judy. . . . Pardon me, but is there someone else there with you?" Bonnie asked, nonchalantly, as Judy froze spot. She felt the fox behind her tense up as well. "I can hear someone breathing loudly. Is that-"
"It's one of my roommates, mom," Judy responded quickly, scrambling for an excuse. "I'm in the living room right now, and my cell's stuck on speakerphone right now." She lied, hoping that her mother couldn't catch it. Luckily, she had an entire childhood worth of examples where her mother was easily tricked.
"Oh! Hello, roommate! What's your name, I don't think Judy has ever introduced me to her roommates before?" Bonnie asked cheerfully, clearly biting into the bait Judy'd set.
Thank the spirits. Judy calmed a bit, although Nick clearly wasn't comfortable with the situation. "Uh, hi, Ms. Hopps. My name's Nick." He murmured in response, as he leaned a bit further from the phone. His eyes were darting between Judy and the phone, with Judy looking back at him intensely.
"It's nice to meet you, Nick! Are you good friends with Judy?" She asked, innocently. At least, hopefully innocently. The awkwardness was real, as Judy cringed while watching Nick's face carefully.
Nick nodded slowly, a small grin on his face. "Yes, I'm her friend. We have the same classes."
So far so good. "You're in her class? You must see a lot of her then, huh?" Her mother asked, causing Judy to grimace. As if on cue, the fox slowly panned his gaze down her naked body, and then up again with a devilish grin.
"Yeah, I see lots of her." He murmured, as he tried to fight the grin on his muzzle. Judy gave him a light slap on the hindquarters, frowning angrily. If it wasn't for the phone call, she'd have punched him right in his smug snoot.
"Well, mom, I'd better go. I'll send a message to Rhett right away. Okay? Bye!" Judy responded, pulling the phone away and reaching for the end button. Before the fox could say anything else, hopefully.
"Oh, okay, have a good day sweetie! It was nice meeting you, Nick!" Her mother added before Judy managed to hit the end key. The rabbit lifted her gaze, glaring at the fox. He'd laid back down, clearly attempting to distance himself from her a bit. As if that would help.
"It was hanging right there; you know I had to do it. She didn't notice anything, right?" He responded as his brows raised with an innocent expression. He was right, her mother was none the wiser. She also couldn't argue that it was funny. But that didn't mean that he wasn't going to get punished for it, somehow.
Now though, Judy had a more pressing concern. Mainly, Rhett's strange disappearance. She opened her messages and pressed on the old chat with Rhett. "I'm going to let this one slide, but, if you ever pull that with my mother on the phone again, your pretty fox ass is going on the curb, understood?"
Judy warned as she began to type a new message. Nick nodded. "Right, my bad. I'm sorry." He apologized, as he leaned back up and began to massage her shoulders. It was his signature move, whenever he did something to piss her off. Also, she was pretty sure he just wanted to see what she was typing.
Not that it really mattered. She shared everything with him in the end.
J: Hey Rhett, how are you?
She sent the message, wondering if she was going to get any reply. If he was ignoring their mother, would he respond to her?
Bzz-Bzz, her phone buzzed almost immediately.
R: Is Mom asking?
She stared at the curt message. Clearly, her mother wasn't joking about him being angry. But, why? What was so bad?
J: Yes. She's worried about you.
There was no sense in lying to him, honestly.
R: U can tell her to fuck off and leave me alone.
Judy stared down at the message, confused. Nick's head cocked back a bit. "Wow. He's pissed." The fox acknowledged the obvious.
"What the hell?" She pondered, as she continued typing.
J: What happened?
She responded, curiously desperate for a response. She saw the 'seen' icon pop up and waited for him to type his response.
And waited.
And waited.
After a few minutes, she and Nick continued writing their papers, and managed to finish up the final details and submit them. But there was still no response to her message. At least he wasn't dead, right?
She debated on sending another message. But she knew that Rhett saw the last one, and probably hadn't changed his mind. If Rhett wanted to respond, he would have. Nick agreed with that, but, was still very confused about what happened. A sentiment that Judy mirrored. "I'm going to go to his house tomorrow and try and talk to him," Judy affirmed, as she cuddled into the fox's warm underbelly.
Nick nodded softly. "That's probably a good idea. . . I'm going to guess you don't want me coming along for that?" He asked.
She shook her head. "As much as I'd love the support, that wouldn't end well, Nick. . . Hopefully I'll get some answers, at least."
The fox grunted in affirmation, as she felt his paws begin to softly trace across her hind legs and chest. She smiled, as she rolled over to look at the fox's face. "So, what's the plan, fox?"
He grinned at her. "I don't know. I mean, if we're going to be doing some scientific testing, we probably need to set that control group first. . ." He muttered, bringing the memory of their earlier conversation back.
She shook her head. "Okay, well then, what're you going to do to me, my fox?" She spoke in a sultry tone, the fox grinning in response as he slowly moved over her on the bed.
He made a half-ass shrug. "I don't know, I might just try a few different things, see what makes you moan loudest. All in the interest of science, of course."
She rolled her eyes, as he slowly began to nibble on the base of her ear. "I swear, if you suddenly pull out a clipboard, I'm going to paddle your ass with it." She joked, whispering into the fox's ear. The ear twitched, and he suddenly started to pull away from her.
"Hold on, I need to get a clipboa-" He began, before Judy's paw shot out, seizing the scruff of his neck. He let out a soft yelp, one brow shooting up at the rabbit beneath him.
" Silly fox." She responded, before hauling his lips down upon hers.
Judy stood at the door of House 12, 30th Drive, debating on the fateful decision that lead her here this afternoon. For the last few months, she'd done everything she could to avoid Rhett, and now she was on his doorstep with questions. With any luck, she'd find some answers. First, find out why her brother fought with her mother. Then, make sure he hadn't hung himself after their conversation, that kind of thing.
And then there was the opportunity to find out what he'd been up to the last few months. And, whether he was still trying to shack her up with some dude. Those were some good tertiary investigations.
Of course, considering that she was going into the 'den of the enemy', she took extra precautions this morning to make sure that she didn't smell overwhelmingly of fox. Even if Rhett didn't have a super-powerful nose, there was still a chance. Which meant that she took four showers, a bath, and turned every advance of Nick's down this morning.
The fox said he understood, but he also acknowledged that he couldn't help how he got flirty every now and then, for the same excuse as before. Given that he took rejection very well, it wasn't much of a problem for Judy. Although, she now had a feeling the moment she got back, she'd have a fox waiting to pounce, somewhere in the house.
She stifled a small smirk. That could be fun, anyway. But, now, what she had to deal with was not going to be fun at all. She reached out a paw and pressed the doorbell. She heard the indoor chime, and once again had to convince herself that this was still a good idea.
As she waited, Judy suddenly realized that she had no idea who would answer the door. She had no idea who might answer the door. It could be one of Rhett's friends, disgustingly. Or, maybe a random roommate, who wouldn't know who she was. It would be awkward to explain that she was there to see her brother. Or-
The door clicked and quickly swung open. Through the doorway, she saw a near mirror image of herself. If it was not for the masculine features, the brown eyes, and the lack of black-tipped ears, it could have been her twin. Instead, it was just her brother.
"Oh, hi Rhett." She spoke with a faked cheerful tone, smiling at him in surprise. This was both the best option, and the worst person to answer the door. The male rabbit glared at her, eyes narrowing.
Well, he didn't seem that surprised to see her. And unhappy. . . "What do you want?" He asked curtly, as he crossed his arms. She guessed that was fair, given that she'd shown up the day after texting him.
She also suddenly remembered how he tended to be a jerk around her. "The same thing we were talking about yesterday, Rhett. What happened?"
The male rabbit's nostrils flared, as a frown appeared. "Why do you care? I'm just your asshole brother, after all, right?" He muttered, his narrow eyes cutting through her sharply. But the eyes also held something else.
Judy stood up a little straighter, as she crossed her own arms. "You are an asshole. But, you're my brother. And, clearly, you're upset about something. Now, are you going to invite me in, so we can talk? Or are we having this whole conversation on the porch?" She growled, surprising even herself with her harsh tone.
It seemed to astonish Rhett as well, as his eyebrows popped up. "Fine. If you really want to know that bad, I'll tell you. On one condition, you need to tell me the truth. Are you here for you, or are you here for mom?"
The question caught her off guard, despite it being the second time it was asked. When she responded the first time, she was only doing it for her mother. But, this time. . . This time it was different. "When I first spoke to you, that was for mom. I'm here for you now, Rhett. I'm concerned about you." She responded with concern, as she began to tap her foot. "Good enough?"
Rhett snorted, but a small smile appeared on his face. "Okay. C'mon, I'll. . . My room will at least be private."
He responded, gesturing to follow as he began to walk through the house. Judy closed the door behind her and followed the other rabbit around a corner and into a hall of doors. She didn't see anyone else in the house, but there were several bedroom doors that were closed, so that didn't mean much. Rhett entered the nearest door on the left, and he slowly closed the door after Judy passed through.
"So, what do you want to know first?" He said as he took a seat in a nearby chair. Looking around, Judy realized just how plush it was to live in a rental house than a dorm. He had a decent-sized bed, chairs, a table, and a desk.
Of course, Judy could never legitimize that expense to herself. The corner of her mouth twitched into a smile; Given her dorm came with a hot-as-heck fox, there was a lot of consolation there. But she wasn't here to think of Nick. She had other issues. "Well, let's just start with my first question then, what happened between you and mom?" Judy asked with a simple shrug, feeling ridiculous that she had to ask again.
But the boy was being dramatic it seemed. He leaned forward and sighed. "Well. . . You're not going to like this, but. . . Mom wanted me to set you up with a guy." He said with a wince, watching Judy's expression carefully.
She rolled her eyes. "That much I know already," Judy responded, shaking her head. While it didn't surprise her, she watched as his brows went up.
"You. . . Knew?" He asked, cocking his head to the side.
She nodded. "They accidentally spilled those beans a long time ago."
The male rabbit paused for a moment, confused. But then, he shook his head, frowning before he continued. "Well, I thought it was no big deal at first, just suggest some bucks over to you, no big deal if you say no. So, I did it, and, we all know how that went. . . . Although admittedly I didn't exactly want to do it in the first place."
Judy narrowed her eyes at him. Was he really trying to downplay what he was doing, or their mother was doing? "Don't act so innocent. You sent guys after me, even when you knew I was in heat, didn't you? That doesn't seem like a 'no big deal to me'."
His eyes opened wide, as his eyebrows shot up again. Rhett's hands raised in defence, palms towards her as he leaned back. "Woah hold on. I did not do that. When I found out about your heat, I told them to leave you alone. . . Some of them didn't listen, and because of that, they ain't my friends anymore. I told them to stay away from you, they didn't, so I told them to jump off a bridge. . . . You're my sister, not a piece of meat. . . What I was doing wasn't right at the start, but you have to believe that I wouldn't do that. And. . . I'm sorry for even telling them about you in the first place, and suggesting that they talk to you and all that. . ."
He responded, as he slowly lowered his hands. Judy regarded the rabbit curiously, watching for any sign of deception. Was Rhett really telling the truth? Or was he just that good of a liar? She thought back, to when she was first in heat. . . She never did see Rhett talk to any of the males who came to her. . . Nor did she even hear from Rhett at all, from that point on. . .
But, still. She wasn't so sure, though. It was a big change for him. "Why would you do that?" She questioned, regarding him slowly. "You've never cared about me before, why now?"
That seemed to hit home with the rabbit, as he appeared to shrink in his seat. "That's not that true, although, I get it. . . I wasn't very nice. But I changed my mind, I guess. . . I was very jealous of you at first since mom and dad are letting you pursue your dreams, kind of. . . As for what happened with Mom. . .Well. . . I told Mom I wouldn't do it anymore. . . She argued with me, told me that there was nothing wrong with just telling people to ask you out, and all that shit. . . It really pissed me off."
Judy scanned his face, waiting for a tipoff. But all she could see was frustration and anger. And, she wasn't sure but. . . Maybe honesty, too. So far, it seemed to line up with what she said before. "So, you told her not to talk to you again? It was that bad of a fight?"
He smiled a bit, as he looked Judy in the eyes. "Yeah, basically. I told her that I'd talk to her when she apologized to you, which she obviously hasn't. . . " He muttered, shrugging with a sheepish smile. Judy nodded, as she slowly started to come around to his story. She was analyzing everything he was saying, but it all seemed to line up with what she already knew. Lying here wouldn't benefit him, after all. And, it did fit so far. . .
"In fact, I think I told her. . . I was upset about interfering with you, that as far as I was concerned, you could date or not date any mammal you wanted to. . . A rabbit. A hare. A koala. A sheep. Even. . . A fox." He continued, as Judy tensed at the last word. He looked at her curiously, a wide smile on his face. "They scoffed at that last one, by the way."
". . . What are you talking about?" She asked, watching the male rabbit carefully. Internally, she was losing her mind. The one bastion, the one person that she definitely didn't want to know, and he was dropping that suggestion? What did he know? Why did he know?
The rabbit settled further into the chair, getting comfortable. "C'mon, Judy." He raised a paw and began counting his digits. "One, he hangs out with you constantly. Two, he was literally chasing away other suitors, quite vigorously. Three, I have enough experience with males to know when they're interested in someone. And four, your nose is twitching." He mused with a grin. Judy shot a paw to her nose, furiously trying to cover whatever biological act might be happening. It was ridiculous, but at this point she'd do anything to keep the act up.
Rhett chuckled a bit. "Made you flinch." She shook her head, glaring at her brother. "But I know what you're worried about, I'm not going to tell mom and dad. . . After what they wanted me to do, they don't deserve to know, honestly."
She felt queasy to her stomach, even with that assurance. She'd tried her hardest to keep the relationship secret, but it all failed in the end. It was disheartening, and it really bothered her. If she couldn't keep it secret now, could she ever prevent her parents from finding out?
But she steeled herself, thinking about what he'd been saying so far. Judy's eyes narrowed. "Why do you care so much now? why would that stop you? It didn't stop you from tattling on me for other things in the past." Historically, Rhett was always one of their parent's favourites, she thought. But, as she said that, Rhett looked to the floor, and the grin disappeared from his face.
"Well. . . Maybe it's because we have more in common now . ." He began, as he wrung his paws slowly. Judy had always thought of her brother as an idiot. She was starting to think she was never paying attention to him. . . Or something else was going on. Although he did fail a lot of entrance exams. . .
But, what did he mean they had things in common? "What?" Was it that thing he said earlier, about him being mad about pursuing his dreams?
He shrugged. "Well. . . . I don't want to be a farmer."
Judy shook her head in confusion. "Huh?"
Rhett shrugged. "I never. . . wanted to be a farmer. . . I failed those entrance exams to other places on purpose, I don't even know how I passed to get here. . . And, I hate that I am here, learning shit I don't care about. . . But, like you, Mom and Dad can't get past their dream for us. . . It's all about their dream. . . To be honest, I like the arts. Especially, architectural design. Basically anything other than learning how to grow carrots."
She looked at her brother, as each new word stunned her ears. He didn't want to be in the 'Hopps family business'? He failed on purpose? Art? Architectural design? "You mean?"
He nodded, jokingly shaking his head side to side. "I know. . . And, I'm sorry for being an asshole this whole time. . . You were getting your dream, and I got shit. Because I let myself get shit. So I treated you like shit. Not an excuse, but. . . Yeah" He shrugged, with a sigh.
This was becoming too much. She didn't know where to start. Or where to end, for that matter. But, she might as well start somewhere, and, being supportive couldn't be wrong. "Well, you don't have to do everything mom and dad want you to, you know that, right?"
He shrugged, an air of defeat hanging in his eyes. "I'm in my second year. What's the point now? What am I supposed to do, say 'hey mom, I don't want to do this, sorry for your money'? Nah, I don't think so."
She uncrossed her arms and sat down on the end of the bed. "Hey, that doesn't matter. . . You don't need their approval, or anyone else's. Or their money, for that matter. . . I'm starting to realize you're a lot smarter than I thought you were. . . And, I'm sorry for that. But it means you could get a job around here, and work through school if you needed to."
He frowned, thinking on her words. "But, then I got to tell our parents, and that won't be comfortable, either. . . It'd just be easier to be a farmer."
Judy shook her head. "Can you imagine being miserable for twenty years? Or forty? Or sixty? Doing something you don't want to do? I can't, and I don't want that for you. Or anyone. You can drop out of your program any time you want at the registries and change your major on your own. You could start next semester, even. And, if you need, I'll be there to support you when you tell them."
Rhett looked over at her and watched her quietly for a minute. He didn't seem to trust her either, but that was probably par for the course. Judy meant what she was saying now, and felt bad for how she thought about him before. . . Even accusing him of sending males after her when she was disadvantaged. . . And yet he'd gone to bat for her. The least she could do was support his own dreams, right?
For a minute, silence hung in the air. She hoped it was good silence, as Rhett took in a deep breath, and shook his head again. "If you really mean that. . . Then, I guess, I could try. . ." He sighed deeply. "I'm sorry, again, for. . . Well, everything. Being an ass, those guys, everything. . . And, for not just talking to you over text, that was childish. . ."
Judy shrugged with a smile. "I'm not perfect either, I've been a jerk to you too. And I'm sorry for that. . . But, maybe, if we can get past all this, we can at least be here for each other in college, right? As family? "
He looked at her with a smile. "Yeah, I suppose so. . ." He let out another deep breath. Shaking his head, he smiled slightly. "So many secrets revealed in one day. . . Wanna know another one?" The rabbit groaned out, with a light head tilt.
This was different. And she still wasn't too sure about it. But, the idea of having a brother that was supportive of her. . . Besides, what was one more secret, if he was willing to be open to her. "Sure."
"Promise not to tell mom and dad? A mutual secret pact, like your thing with the fox? Pinkie swear, pain of death, all that?" He asked, holding out a pinkie. It was a little childish, but between brother and sister, she guessed it was fair.
Plus, that was the one agreement she really needed with him. Besides Sharla, he was the only contact who knew her parents in Bunnyburrow. If she sealed this off. . . Her and Nick wouldn't have to be looking over their shoulder so much. "Pinkie swear." She held out her own and locked it with hers.
He smiled again. "I like predators, too." He stated, Judy's ears perking up as her eyes opened wide in surprise.
"Really?" What were the odds that two rabbits in one family would have the same. . . feelings towards predators? Seriously, what were the odds, she wondered. Given with how many children there were, she supposed the odds weren't impossible.
He shrugged. "Yeah. . . . Specifically, male preds."
She practically froze in the spot, staring at him incredulously. Seriously? Today was a lot to take in for herself, and now he drops this? But, in the end, she only had one question as a smile crept onto her face. He smiled sheepishly, as he spoke nervously. "I did say I knew how males were, didn't I?"
"Who is he?"
Rhett grinned and leaned in as his voice became giddy. "Actually, there's two. They're going to be my husbands. Or, they will be, if I ever tell them."
"Tell me everything."
"Oh, no, no, no. Not until you tell me about Mr. Fox."
Judy walked back up the stairs of her dorm, glancing at the time as she made her way. She'd been talking with Rhett for. . . Hours? It was the strangest, most amazing time she'd had with a family member in a long time. She told him about what happened with Nick, their whole deal, and then he told her about his crushes and for once this college they left each other's presence happy and smiling.
And now, it was really late. Nick had texted her a few times, and she made sure that he knew she was doing fine. Originally, she was going to tell Nick about all the revelations about Rhett, but most were personal and private. It wasn't her business to share that information. She made sure he knew when she would be home. Which, he was too glad for.
Even before she opened the door, she knew that meant that he was lying in wait somewhere. Looking around, she knew she needed to be sharp to find the fox in the dark before he found her. And then, she saw the strange pile of blankets on the bed. She closed the door and locked it with a smirk. He was never really good at hiding.
"Well, the bad news is, he's known about us for a while. The good news is, Rhett, won't tell my parents. . . And maybe I didn't understand as much about him as I thought I did. . . And, I think, we might be friends now. . . For once." She spoke to the misshapen pile of clothes that was clearly hiding Nick.
She could even see his outline, for spirit's sake. It was like he thought she was stupid. The tail, the head, the body, even the paws. But still, he remained silent. She slowly stripped her clothes off, as she continued. "So, short answer is, I don't need to be as concerned anymore about my parents. . . Given that note. . . Any plans for a celebration tonight, foxy?" Judy asked seductively, as she ran her paws slowly across her body with a seductive grin.
Hopefully, he could see from under that blanket, or it was all wasted. She knew she wasn't stepping closer to the bed, though. He had to work for his games. "Nick?"
"Carrots." A voice whispered directly in her ear, causing her to jump as two large dark brown paws grabbed her upper arms gently. A soft wet nose planted a kiss in the warm base of her ear, causing her to shiver. He chuckled, as he moved his muzzle to nibble on her ears softly.
Bastard. . . hiding in the closet, of course he'd never be that stupid. She frowned, chastising herself for being so foolish. Nick wasn't a fool; he'd never be that obvious. She leaned up, looking at the glowing green eyes in the dark. "Alright predator, you win. You've got 'Carrots', now what?" she asked, as she stood on her tiptoes to lightly nip under his chin. Judy wasn't sure what that meant, but she saw it on a fox history show once. It seemed sexy.
She heard a slight growl in her ear, barely a purr. "I don't know, should we talk about this whole Rhett thing? Why do you think that he won't tell your parents, and why the change of heart?" The fox asked, although his paws began to wander, to no surprise.
Judy looked in his glowing green eyes and shook her head. "I'm sure we can talk about it after, Nick. . . You have some prey to deal with you, don't you? After all, you don't want it escaping, right?" She murmured, lifting a hind paw to brush softly against his leg. She wanted to talk to him about it, but. . . He'd worked so hard on this setup; it would be terrible to let it go to waste.
That seemed to get the response she wanted, as the fox's quiet growl rose in volume slightly. Nick suddenly picked her up and set her down on the bed with a soft plop. She pushed the clothes off the bed, as she watched as the fox exaggeratingly stalked his way onto the bed towards her.
"Oh no, the big bad fox has cornered the rabbit. . . Whatever will she do?" She purred, as the fox closed the distance to her rapidly.
He crawled closer, over her, until his nose softly pressed against her own. For a moment, those green eyes were almost intimidating, as Judy's heart rate began to rise. Almost intimidating, though, as she smirked at him. Nick let out a soft chuckle and whispered softly. "Where's your fox toy?"
"No, Nick."