Liberty Call Chapter 2, a zootopia fanfic

LIBERTY CALLS

A Zootopia fan fiction

by Dan

Background: Jackson Wilde is the fox-bunny son of Nick Wilde and Judy Hopps Wilde who serves in the Zootopian Navy aboard the Destroyer Growler before the Zootopia/Kzinti War. Gilford "Gilly" Montrose (A gay rabbit) has been Jackson's close friend since boot camp and specialty training school...both of them are electronics/electrical specialists. Home from another patrol out in the Great Eastern Sea, it's Liberty Call at Sandy Point Naval Station and Jackson and Gilly are going "Guys night out" together in Sahara Square's "Sailor-ville" with all its' bars, night life and everything available to "Wet the whistle" as the common vernacular goes.

Chapter 2

8pm

Sailor-Ville, Sahara Square Zootopia

Club Ocean's Howl

"What will you have for a drink Babs?" Gilly asked the pink female rabbit.

"A Carrotcatia Merlot, Veronica Twisty with a hint of lemon and a bright red cherry." Babs said back smiling.

Gilly raised a paw finger, opened his mouth..."And a do-wazza-howzitz?"

"She means a "Slicky Ricky"." Jackson snipped.

"Thank you mister "Drink-a-dex", I was figuring that out?" Gilly replied as he pushed on Jackson's nose..."Honk."

"So what do you do for a living Gillford?" Babs asked as she tickled under Gilly's chin...

" I follow this silly bunny around and see how many times I can get arrested and cavity searched." Gilly said as he thumbed to Jackson.

"That's fox-bunny or bunny-fox or Rabby-ox or what ever makes you giggle. I'm Jackson..."his" owner. Actually? We're all in the Navy save the obviously less brutish and more regal seagull standing next to the one with the freekishly huge arms. And let me guess your occupation? Ummmm? College student majoring in social relationships."

Babs snickered back. "Just say "whore" and we're not wasting time."

Gillford waved a paw..."No! You're nothing of the sort at all Babs! Ok? You "entertain" and provide a "comfort service" I hate it when females are call low life things like...like you know?"

Babs gave Gilly a nuzzle..."You're so sweet. Any way? this is my side profession fellas, I actually do go to "Zoo U", I'm studying dramatics...no fooling...with a tinge of comedy." Babs said as she sipped her drink.

"She's a high class prim and proper whore with "shaks-shrew-nee-an" culture." A passing wolf said with a snicker.

"Hey!" Gilly snapped. "Do you mind being just a little nice?!"

The wolf was a marine judging by the tribal fur tattoo on his upper arm. "You got a problem there "hoppy"? Can't stomach some truth? Trust me bunny boy? She's very broken in." The wolf said with a wink.

Gilly clenched his paws when Ayden got in front of him..."Carry yourself on Jarhead." Ayden said as he flexed his feather fingers. "Trust me, you don't want a piece of this chicken in your face."

As the wolf walked on...Ayden turned and gave Gilly a light face slap. "You do that again Monty and I'll carry you out of here. You got good principles but don't let them get you into things you can't clearly handle."

Bab's rubbed Gilly's back..."I see chivalry is one of your positives."

"I just don't see...well I just don't want you to think I might want to hang with you just to "dip my stick" and throw money at you. I'm always looking for more friends to hang with." Gilly said as they all returned to the table.

"Believe me." Babs replied. "Not everyone I meet ends up in a bed. Take for example? One of my best night tips...Simon Seville of the Chipmunks."

"You picked up Simon Seville?" Bailey asked. "Here in Sailor-Ville?"

Babs pulled out her smart phone and flashed it around. "Yup...he wasn't having an exactly "Happy and fresh" night...if you'll notice the shinner on his left eye? I won't go into the details but let's say it was a brutal family brawl over something silly and here he was in the club in a corner trying to drown his scientific prowess in a tall boy cocktail. He was such the sweetest gentle-mammal and I never heard anyone make physics sound so sexy."

Bailey did "Ok" fingers..."The square root of "Oooo...lah, lah is Ooooooooo...la la."

Everyone laughed. "You might want to get some distance from Gilly then Babs? He'll talk you into a coma." Jackson snickered.

Gilly bopped Jackson off the head. "No assistance from the audience you!" He then turned to Babs..."Would you like to cut the floor my lady?" Gilly asked with a bow.

"You are so sweet." Babs replied as she took Gilly's paw and they bounced onto the crowded dance floor...

"Good to see him un-spooled." Ayden said as he pointed with his beer in his feather hand..."He's always going around the ship like he's ready to bounce off the bulkheads."

"He wants to leave good impressions Soup." Jackson replied. "It's taken a lot just to get him to relax off the boat because he's afraid of doing something wrong."

"Must come from a really strict family." Bailey said. "I've always heard rabbits are hard on their kittens."

"You have to be when you have hundreds of bunnies in the same house. My mother comes from 378 brothers and sisters. I didn't have that experience which is why I sort of cleaved to Gill when we were in boot camp. He's a surrogate little brother I can pour all my bunny care on." Jackson said as he looked at his smart phone and scrolled through the messages...

Nick: Have you called "Buckies" yet to set up the night before party?

Jackson: They haven't called you yet?

Nick: Not yet...stuck in bed again. Back flaring up.

Jackson: I'll call them again. Let me guess? You threw it out helping Mom with the groceries didn't you?

Nick: Hmmmm? Sort of...

Jackson: D.N.T.K. details...MT?

Nick: My weight lifting days are definably over.

Jackson: Stick to the simplistics Dad?

Nick: Tell you're mother that...it's her fault.

Jackson giggled as he put the phone into his pocket and Gilly and Babs returned to the table...

"My Dad's flat on the bed again." Jackson said to Gilly.

"Is he all right?" Gilly replied concerned.

"He just "stressed" it out with "too much weight"." Jackson said with air quotes as he smiled.

Gilly laughed..."You have to tell your Mom to lose more weight!"

"I have to call Buckies and re-confirm the date for the pre-retirement party so I can get the RSVP's out by Friday. Did you finish the artwork for the card covers?" Jackson asked Gilly.

"Yes...I'll email it right now and you tell me what you think." Gilly said as he pulled out his smart phone, made a few screen taps and swiped the screen. "And booga boo at you!"

"And I Booga boo catch!" Jackson said as he whipped out his smart phone and looked over the picture..."Love it!" He yelped as he showed off the picture to everyone else. "Doesn't my Mom look like an Adonis or what?! Where did you find this picture of her?"

"I pawoogle'd it." Gilly replied. "I guess it was during that big riot a few years back in the downtown center when Alex Bore claimed the Mayoral election was a fraud? Never seen so many angry pigs in one place. Well this reporter for the "Rat-ta-tat Times" caught your mom... obviously from a low angle...I mean her face says it all."

"She's gonna love this." Jackson said as he slipped his phone back into his pocket. "You won a full course dinner at their house and I'm warning you Gill...my mom will plump you up to be served on a platter."

"I know some one who'll drool for that sight." Gilly replied smiling. Suddenly his phone chimed...

I just can't stop loving you

And if I stop

Then tell me just what will I do

"And what timing." Gilly yelped as he excused himself. "Excuse me everyone." Gilly walked through the crowded club as he swiped his screen..."Hi..." He said in a sweet tone. "Wait...I gottah get to a quiet place..."

Gilly walked into the bathroom, turned into a stall, locked the door and sat on the toilet..."Not exactly comfortable but it'll work..."kiss" "Hi woofee..." Gilly spoke into the phone softly. "Still at work?"

"Just finishing up." Will said as he sat against the track works of a Zootopian Marine "Gator Tank" parked in the arms maintenance depot in Savanna Central. "Sounds like a scream-fest, you enjoying yourself? How's Jackie?"

"I'm enjoying myself but I feel guilty." Gilly replied.

"Cut it out?" Will replied. "Am I supposed to rush home and track you down or send my little bother to spy on you? You said you wanted a "Guy's night out" with friends didn't you? Any way...I don't think you'd want me visible because you and I know we couldn't play "strait boards" for very long without tripping the long eared "gay-larms". I trust Jackie to take care of you so have fun and stop worrying what I'm thinking ok?"

"Ok..." Gilly replied as he pulled on one of his ears..."Will? You know you're my wolf-ee right?"

"And you're my little snuggle bunny." Will replied. "I'll be waiting for you...after today I'll probably need one of your awesome scrub downs."

"I love you." Gilly said as he rubbed his cheek to the phone screen.

"And I love my "fluffy fluff"." Will replied. Gilly swiped off the phone and slowly peaked out of the bathroom stall, breathing a sigh that the bathroom was empty. He met Jackson as he came out...

"You ok? That took a little time." Jackson asked as they walked back to the table...

"I had a guilt spaz." Gilly replied.

"And let me guess? Will told you to cut it out huh?" Jackson asked. He stopped to thump Gilly off the head..."Have fun...have fun...have fun..."

"Quit it!" Gilly snapped as they re-joined Ayden, Bailey and Babs.

"Lover's spat?" Bailey asked with a smile.

"I got your lover's spat squalk box." Jackson replied as he jerked his junk. "Gilly was just handling home issues..."

"Nothing unusual...just a guilt trip because I don't want my family to think I'm...well Sailor-ville so you know?" Gilly huffed. "Any way? Babs? You're glass is empty, what a crime!"

Gilly signaled for the bar tender as Bailey grabbed his brother's arm. "Let's go cut up the dance floor for a bit bro?!"

"You know I'm not much of a dancer?" Ayden replied with a shrug.

"I don't care." Bailey said as he pulled Ayden behind him.

"Must be tough being a bird these days?" Babs said as she watched the two sea gulls jump into the crowd of dancing mammals.

"Yeah." Jackson replied. "Gulls were the only avians to survive the hundred years war and there's so few of them in Zootopia. finding a mate alone is a knife fight for them so the males tend to "gang" together."

Gilly sipped his drink..."Can't question Ayden's devotion to his little brother. Soup's tight. Speaking of tight Jackson? We got evaluations coming up and I need your word wizardry to spin cycle my bullet points? I can't "dick whip" bullets for snit."

"Give me what you got in draft and let me work on it." Jackson replied.

Babs looked at both rabbits..."This is so neat, you two being such tight friends? How long have you known each other?"

"Two years." Jackson replied as he shoulder punched Gilly. "We first met in our boot camp company."

"It was a violent date." Gilly replied. "I insulted his "half n half" thinking I'd be so cool with the other rabbits."

"I was just made the company "Rack Poe" (Recruit Company Assistant Petty Officer) and Gilly didn't like it so he opened his maw and I shut it for him. You have to be somewhat quick and brutal or you get no respect."

"Don't let the kind and placid look on Jackie's face fool you." Gilly said snickering. "Deep inside he's a sadist bunny who craves leathers and whips."

Jackson shook his head chuckling..."It's gonna take me days to get rid of that bad visual you freak."

"Yeah...I got my tail "slam shamed"." Gilly said waving a paw. "First in the squad bay then out on the parade field with an M-1 rifle and a full field pack. I needed it because before that I was angry at the whole world and I was blaming "him" for what should have been a "cycle out" through the front door. Didn't know why Jackson saved my tail from getting the boot? I was "popping tall" before our Company Commander ready to get the ax for my bad attitude and Jackie pops into the office and begs the Chief not to kick me out. Don't mind saying how much I balled behind the barracks that night."

"I don't regret one bit of it." Jackson said as he wrapped an arm around Gilly's shoulders and "noogied" his head. "Like I said...you're the little brother I'll never have so I have to pour my "bunny love" on someone."

Babs gestured. "You're the only one in your family? That's rare for us rabbits."

"I'm only part rabbit." Jackson replied. "My Dad's a fox which is why I say "half-ee" things like "Bun-Fox" or "Fabbit" or...

"Hombrabbit?" Gilly said gesturing.

"Hombrabbit?" Jackson replied as he twisted his face..."Hombrabbit? "Hombrabbit? It's sort of catchy."

"Now that's interesting. It must have brought you some trouble." Babs said.

"Let's just say it makes life a little "exciting" because so far I seem to be the only Fox-Rabbit hybrid in all Zootopia. Many on my mothers side of the family were livid when they found out mom was "pregs" with me. Had to put Dad in wittiness protection because my great, great, great grand father put out a "Bunny Fatwah" to flat munch Dad to death."

"Oh Frith..." Gilly snickered. "Your Cousin's Freddy and Barney."

"The Hatrock twins...oh Frith" Jackson giggled. "Dad made the bad choice of walking towards town from the family farm in Bunny burrough and who spots him but my older cousins Fred and Barney Hatrock thinking if they "bag" Dad and bring back his tail as a hood ornament? My great, great, great grand dad Earley would bequeath to them his beloved "shine still" and his secret recipe for Old Carrots of Thunder Sour Mash. Dad's running his butt off being chased by this broken down truck...that he could easily run from. Dad's trying to flash his police badge and old Fred's like...

"Put that shiny thing a little higher so I can aim properly at your fool head you varmint!"

"And Barney's like..."Hey Fred?! I thin that fox is an officer of the law!"

"And Fred was like..."I see that you dern fool! Good for him! He still gets a decent burial now drive steady so I can plug him!"

"Actually? Fred was a little bit near-sighted." Jackson said as he scratched his head. "Oh no...he was super near-sighted."

"He shot Gideon Grey." Gilly chirped out.

"Who's telling this story Gill?" Jackson yipped. "Yeah...so Fred and Barney are chasing Dad all over the place, he's on all fours thinking he's the Olympic champion of the Fox and Hounds event. He runs onto the property of one Gideon Gray...a huge, huge English Red with no tolerance for rabbits...who's fixing his own truck. Dad turns into a torpedo and flies between Mister Gray's legs and into the pile of manure under his truck."

Gilly and Babs laughed their tails off with the visuals.

"Fred and Barney come up to the side of the barn and all they see is a nice, gorgeous and beautifully preen'd fox tail laying on the ground...and Fred gave it both barrels of rock salt."

"Oh Frith!" Babs yipped!

"That's what Mister Grey said before he came back to earth and sprang his claws out..."Oh you bunnies is so stupid...and dead." Poor Barney forgot he left the keys in his truck ignition. But Dad didn't. Living proof that bunnies don't always win their fights. Of course Fred and Barney blamed Dad for all their injuries."

"Lick" lick" "Mmmmmyeah! Now that's sweet carrot juice." Gilly said smiling. "Mmmm...well aged."

"You'll be "well aged" if you don't pace yourself Gill." Jackson said as he pushed a finger on Gilly's forehead.

Gilly hugged himself..."I wish Woof-ee was here."

Bab's asked..."Woof-ee"?

"His pet Nonkachomp." Jackson replied. "His pet before he joined the Navy, Gill never stops talking about him. Should see his work locker on our ship, what a shrine to furry cuteness..." Jackson took Gilly by a paw. "Let me get him some water real quick."

"Wah?" Gilly wondered as Jackson pulled him towards the bar. "Jackie?"

Jackson wrapped an arm around Gilly's shoulders..."Shhhh? Remember you asked me to tell you when you're getting a little blabby? Well you're starting to get a little blabby. You need to hold back on the juice and be less blabby."

"Huh?" Gilly huffed back. "I can hold my stuff just fine."

"Right now? You're sort of losing your hold." Jackson said. "Stick to plain water for a while, please?"

Gilly gave Jackson a cheek smootch..."You're such a great friend."

"And you becoming an emotional drunk in a crowded bar is really dangerous." Jackson said as he whispered into Gilly's ear.

"You're right!" Gilly replied as he stood ram rod strait! "You...are always so right Jackson Wilde! I will endeavor to be alert and incog-knee-sant...or whatever that word is to describe a ninja or some stupid thing." "Giggles!" "AAAAAAROOOOOOOOOGAH! GROWLER ROCKS THE WORLD!"

Gilly hopped off the floor and onto Jackson's back! "FORWARD HELMS-MAMMAL! DON'T SPARE THE GAS!"

Jackson was a little along himself in enjoying the drinks, he almost crashed into the dance floor laughing and stumbling with Gilly howling and waving his ship's ball cap over his head as they came back to the table and Gilly snatched Bab's by a paw...

"Before we cut grooves in the dance floor again my dear, dear sweet pink rose..." Gilly said as he cradled Babs in his arms, bent her over and slowly brought his lips to hers in a soft exchange of kisses and tongues...

Jackson stood "bug eye'd" with Bailey and Ayden as Gilly finished his kissing and pulled Bab's onto the dance floor...

"That is...Gillford isn't it?" Ayden asked.

"I hope so." Jackson replied as he grabbed Gilly's juice bottle and sniffed it..."Nope...hasn't been spiked."

Jackson felt his phone buzz and checked the messages...

Will: Is he enjoying himself?

Jackson: Define...enjoy?

Will: How much has he drank?

Jackson: He's dancing with a club hostess. Is that good indication?

Will: Is the dancer a female?

Jackson: Well I should hope so.

Will: Good...just watch him Jackson?

Jackson: Trust me, I'm tactical.

Will: You're an awesome "fabbit"

Jackson: Another excuse I can use to escape prison.

Will: LOL!

Jackson: Are you upset if he's getting "snugs" with this hostess?

Will: Only if he suddenly turns str8 LOL!

Jackson: Trust me...I'm covering his six. Don't you dare get any sick ideas you dirty minded Canid!

Will: You? Never! I don't want to die at the hands of the Polar Mafia.

Jackson: I am not in the mafia. There's no such thing as the mafia.

Will: Like there's no such thing as Unidentified Flying Ocelot?

Gilly returned to the table with Babs..."Jackie? Jackie? I wanna pay Bab's...wanna pay...hmmm?...what's a more acceptable word?"

"Oh just say "Bar Fine" you silly bunny? Sheesh...so wanting to be un-offending." Babs huffed as she tickled Gilly's chin and caused his foot to thump the floor..."I found his weak spot."

Jackson reached into his pocket. "I'll pay it. How long?"

"Four hours" Gilly replied. "Or at least till I'm to out of it to be stupid."

Jackson made Gilly stay at the table while he and Babs walked to the bar...

"Babs? I have to be honest with you?" Jackson said as he stopped...

"I know he is." Babs replied. "He didn't have to tell me, my "Gaydar" is pretty good."

Jackson gasped a little..."You're not? I mean...him?"

"I understand." Babs replied. "He's really sweet and nice and I can see why you try to protect him. He looks up to you Jackson and...I don't want to see something bad happen to him like you so...there's no insult trust me."

Jackson smiled back. "Thanks. I'm sure his boyfriend will thank you for this. He's a wolf so...you know...like double indemnity if Gill gets "out'd"."

"And what about you?" Bab's asked.

"I'm happily presently engaged to a complete doll. An otter." Jackson said of Darla. "She's will girl friends at a beach clam bake. We met in Junior and High School...actually? We absolutely hated each other."

"Oh this is interesting?" Babs said as Jackson paid her "Bar Fine" with the manager.

"Well? It was a rivalry thing." Jackson continued. "I took up log rolling as an inter-mural sport, what rabbit would be caught dead rolling logs in a pool right? I was the top in my school, Darla was the top in her school and we clashed."

"Plenty of contact kissing huh?" Babs giggled.

"Actually? It got going after we decided to break into my school for an "off campus" grudge fight. The flight part lasted maybe an hour? I dunno...I didn't pay attention after she pulled me out of the pool and... you know how slippery otters are?"

Babs and Jackson came back to the table as Ayden was slipping on his old varsity high school jacket..."Sheesh this thing still smells like moth balls."

"Yeah." Bailey replied. "Kills the bouquet."

"Are we going to trip together here?" Gilly asked.

"We're not bothered." Bailey replied as he gestured to his brother. The "Wicked Tortoise Tavern" Ayden?"

"Oh snit yeah!" Ayden replied. "Let's go to the "Wick T" and see what crazy snit we can get into?!"

Gilly smiled wide and nodded encouraged. "Hell yeah!" He said as he smootched Babs. "Unless our cute guest has other suggestions?"

"Nope. Totally gain for the stupid!" Babs replied.

Gilly wrapped his arms around Babs and Jackson and snickered at Ayden..."Lead on Soups? You're the senior in this gang of lugs."

"He only pretends to be the senior so he can hide his in-securities." Bailey snickered as he slapped his brother's chest.

The group left the Ocean's Howl and once again ventured into the bright night life of Sailor-ville's streets now more crowded than earlier with mammals of all sizes and species making their way down the "main drag" or side streets in various stages of fun...over "overly too fun" as the group avoid a pair of shore patrol wolves muscling an obviously intoxicated fellow wolf into a paddy wagon...

"He bore his teeth at me first!" The drunk Marine wolf growled as he stumbled drunk...

"Come on Marine? At least be good for a cookie?" One of the shore patrol sailor wolves begged as he dangled a doggie cookie above the drunk Marines snoot..."Ok? be good for a "cook cook"? Into the nice drunk tank now..."

"Whine"..."Whine"...The drunk Marine pined..."That's not fair at all..."Pant"..."Pant"..."Wine"..."Ok...ok...I'll get in the truck."

"Works every time." Jackson said giggling. "See Gill? Do you want to end up like that at the end of the night?"

"Hmph..." Gilly snorted back. "Comparing me to a dog? How dare you Jackson! My feelings are hurt..."

Jackson gave Gilly a head smootch..."Fixed your boo boo shipmate." Then he pointed to an ice cone dealer..."Anyone for a Polar Shaver?" Jackson asked the others.

"Cool." Bailey replied. "Literally speaking."

Jackson bought the round and the group started walking again eating their ice cones and enjoying the sights and sounds around them when something hit Babs on her foot and she looked down to see a Shrew roll over the top of the furry toes and flop onto the street on the other side!

"WOE!" The pink female rabbit jumped away as the Shrew tried to scramble to his feet only to get socked in the face by another and very angry Shrew who came out of a mouse sized night club looking for some butt to chew up!

"You silly baaaa-stad!" The angry shrew dressed in a white suit snarled as he stomped by the feet of the group now looking down at the miniature fist fight..."I'm gonna take my Zoo grand out of your Zoo face you stupid gaspatcharino!"

Jackson took one good look at the Shrew trying to defend himself from the assault and sighed with a look of indignant reservation..."Are you seriously kidding me?" He said as he reached down and snatched up the assaulted Shrew by his suit jacket...

"Lemme go! Lemme go you stupid dumb bunny son of a?..." The shrew took one look at Jackson and stopped talking...

"Son of a what?" Jackson growled as he looked stone faced into the eyes of the Shew dangling from his paw fingers. He looked down at the other Shew on the street and calmly said..."What did he do and how much does he owe you Sir?"

"I din't do nothin and I don't owe him..." The dangling Shrew yelped but Jackson gave him a seriously stone cold look of doom...

"You? Need to shut up." Jackson growled. He turned to the other Shrew and calmly asked him again..."Sir? How much does he owe you?"

"A grand." The Shrew replied. "He's throwin his weight around thinking he can just get away with anything..."

"Allow me to correct this problem Sir." Jackson said as he turned to Gilly. "Gill? Hold him and tolerate his mouth? This will only take a second." Jackson pulled out a note pad and scribbled a number on it. "Here Sir? Please call this number, tell the gentle-mammal at the other end that Jackson Wilde gave you this number and he will compensate you. Forgive this disgraceful incident."

Jackson turned back to Gilly. "Give him to me now Gill?"

Jackson took the other Shrew in his paw fingers and calmly yet firmly tapped the growling offender off the head..."Ok Sunny? Where are they?"

The angry Shrew crossed his arms in a pout.

"Sunny?" Jackson asked calmly again. "If you don't want me to take a newspaper to your butt? Where are they?"

Sunny pointed and Jackson excused himself. "I'll be right back everyone." The fox-bunny said as he began to walk where Sunny the Shrew pointed...

"You don't call me Sunny when there's other lugs around..." Sunny complained.

"I'm not going to call you "Don" when you won't behave like one." Jackson replied. "Just because you're the head of the family Sunny? That doesn't give you cart blanch to act a fool. Your father weeps from his grave."

"Just because your mother is the friend of my sister and God mother to my niece doesn't give you the damn right..."

Jackson dangled Sunny over his open maw and displayed his fox bunny teeth in all their sharp menacing poise. "You want to continue your insults and tantrums there Sunny? Don't think that because I'm your "brother" who loves you very much, I won't gulp you with one snap for being a stupid spoiled punk."

"Sigh..." Sunny relented. "Father loved you more."

"How mistaken you are." Jackson huffed back. "Don Big worried about you every day. It's time to grow up Sunny and stop being a little pain in the ass. Your antics are so unbecoming of a Lanzoni and make your parents weep in their eternal sleep. I won't always be around to get you out of every serious jam you get into...remember that."

Jackson walked up to the limosine parked on a side street with two big polar bears sitting inside it. Jackson tapped on the window...

"Excuse me?" Jackson asked as he dangled Sunny by his tail. "I think you two are supposed to keep an eye on your employer better?"

The Polar bear in the passenger seat growled deeply as he gingerly took Sunny from Jackson's paw..."You want to open your stupid mouth again? Long ears?" The Polar Bear in a black business suit snarled.

"Just stating the obvious." Jackson replied. "Your job is to keep that Shrew out of trouble and it seems you're being paid more than you're worth."

The now angry polar bear mobster climbed out of the car..."Rabbit? I hope you have good dental insurance because you'll need it to fix that big mouth of yours."

Jackson quickly pulled out his smart phone and hit the dial button as the polar bear went into a wind up...

"Click"..."Yo?! Jackie-ah! What's up Adiamo?!" A voice jumped out from the smart phone as Jackson threw a paw up to stop the Polar Bear from punching him.

"Hi Tall Pauley!" Jackson yelped joyfully. "Kiss...kiss...How's my very big furry n fluffy uncle!" Jackson looked at the now sagging Polar Bear..."Uh? What's your name?"

Suddenly the once angry Polar Bear became a now very groveling polar bear..."Please! I'm sorry! I didn't know you were a friend of the under-boss! Forgive me?! I'm sorry!"

"Ay Jackie-ah? Who's sniveling? Who's saying sorry?" Tall Pauley, the under-boss of the Lanzoni crime family in Tundra Town asked as Jackson climbed onto the back of the sniffling polar bear mafia soldier and gently scratched his back...

"Oh? It was just a simple mistake Uncle Pauley. He didn't know who I was so don't penalize him...but as for Sunny? Blister his butt red because he's at it again." Jackson said as he petted the polar bear soldier on his head..."No problem...just don't let Sunny do stupid things again? Please?"

The polar bear thanked Jackson for his kindness and kissed his paw till Jackson pulled it away..."That's enough! I'm not a "made" mammal so don't over do it with the kissing and the bowing and the crying and the anti-pasto fa zoo you know?"

Jackson poked his head into the limo where Sunny sat belted into a child safety seat...because of his size...

"If I were you?" Jackson snorted. "I'd stop by a pillow store and pad my ass." Jackson looked at the driver..."Now get him out of here and next time do the job you two are being paid in good salmon to do! Get out of here!"

Jackson stood watching the limo speed off down the street and shook his head with sorrow..."You're better than this Sunny? What the hell?" The fox Bunny said as he walked back to his friends.

end of Chapter 2