The Hearing

As soon as Nick and Judy walked in, Revi saw them.

"Hopps! Wilde!" She said in her Norwegian accent, "thank you so much for coming."

"It's an honor," Judy replied.

"In-fucking-deed," Nick said, "Chief Bogo tells us we are not allowed to swear, but he does it himself."

"Ah, you two," Revi then said, "never did I ever think I'd find two politiet to be so cool. Wait, are you two metalheads as well?"

"Oh fuck to the yes motherfucker," Judy replied.

"I mean," Nick said "we were also at the Sabaton show too. Just imagine if we actually saw each other."

"Plus," Hopps said, "I checked out some of your music. It FUCKING RIPS!"

"Paska joo," Wilde replied, "I speak Finnish by the way but I don't speak Norwegian."

"Oh great, another bilingual," Revi said, "Plus thanks for checking out my music. Finally, someone actually likes it."

"Oh shit," Judy Hopps said, "the hearing is starting."

"ALRIGHT! ORDER IN THE COURT!" said the Pronghorn judge. Everyone sat down, and was quiet.

"So," said the judge, "The other night, a church was burned down in Tundratown. Here, we have the owner of said church. Will Minklason."

"Alright, alright," said Minklason, "I was in my house the other night in Tundratown, and was about to go to sleep. That is when I got the call that my church was on fire. I immediately rushed out and it had been completely burned to the ground. It had been gone pretty soon. Just last night. I saw security footage that an arctic fox burned it down with a flamethrower. That arctic fox is the one sitting right there!" He said as he pointed to Revi.

"The mink is right." Revi responded, "I burned down that church fair and square. Let me tell you a little story."

Everyone was quiet.

"So, I was brought up in a small Norwegian city called Bergen. Home to a legendary black metal scene, including the notorious Varg Vikernes. He's too extreme for my taste. As a young child, I was constantly picked on for standing out from the crowd, not being a normie, and not being like them. I never wanted to be like them anyways. I was also pushed away for being female, being a fox, and being autistic. During my teenage years, I discovered the likes of heavy metal. It was pretty much the only thing that helped me. I had bden depressed, and constantly bullied throughout school. As I got older, I took up he drums and tried to become part of the scene. Some had accepted me, but most had rejected me. Everyone laughed at the idea of an autistic female in the black metal scene. I never took lessons for drumming either, and was always told that I sucked and I would never succeed. There were points where I was almost attacked at shows. My depression increased even further, to the point where I even wanted to kill myself. One day, I learned about Tundratown. This place had an AMAZING metal scene. Earlier this year, right as I turned 21, I left my Scandinavian home and moved right to Tundratown. I had been warned that the justice system here was corrupt, that the prisons were dirty, and the sentences harsh. Back in Norway, the prisons were a rehabilitative system with a relatively low chance at a second offense. I tried joining more metal bands here, but was even more shut out. I never thought anyone would accept me, so as a last ditch effort, I burned down a church. Right on the 25th anniversary of the Fantoft church in my hometown of Bergen. I knew that something would get to me eventually, but not when. I wanted to make my place. I had contemplated suicide and just didn't care anymore. I still don't care today. So do whatever you want. Lock me up. Throw me in solitary confinement. Kill me. I don't give a fuck anymore. My life is already over as I know it."

Her speech finished, the whole room was silent.

"Well," said Minklason first, "now I see why this happebed. By the way, I haven't truly believed in a god for over a year and have become immersed in the Tundratown scene myself. I was actually just about to resign from my position as soon as the church burned down. So I'm actually pretty fine with this."

"Alright alright alright," said the Judge, "by the way, I've never seen someone confess that easily in a case. Apparently she had confessed as soon as she was arrested. However, Mayor Lionheart has just passed a new law has now begun to be passed just right at this moment. This law is a law that renovated the prisons, provides a system of rehabilitation to any inmate, and lowers the sentences. This law also provides reparations for those who had been in prison for longer than the new sentences. Therefore with this new information, The suspect is convicged on arson, and is sentenced to no more than six months in rehabilitative prison."

Revi was then walked out of the courthouse. Her emotions were mixed. She felt sad that she would not be in full society for half a year, but glad that she would finally get the help she needed.

"So," Judy said as they left the building, "it finally happened."

"It did," Nick said, "I got some friends who are happy to finally be released. Oh just wait until they see me as an officer."

Chief Bogo was standing outside. "So," he said, "about the new law."

"Oh yes 'the new law,'" Judy replied.

"I'm sure you heard that prisons are now becoming a place of reform instead of punishment, and some are getting released along with immediate reparations."

"Yes indeed we heard that," Nick replied.

"Plus, the length of police academy is being extended even longer. It is going from about one year now to three, just like Norway and Finland."

"Noice," Hopps and Wilde both replied together.

"While this suspect in particular inspired us to do it," Bogo said, "it was you two as well. You helped us make a new city. A new system. And now, everyone is glad."

"As they should be," Nick Wilde said.

The two walked back to their car and drove back to their apartment. They listened to some of Revi's demos.

"So," Judy said, "Revi is finally getting her help."

"Indeed," Nick replied, "When she's out, hopefully we can see her again, and probably in a band of her own.

"That would be fucking awesome," Judy said as they drove back and fistbumped.

Both were smiling, as they had learned that the transition to the city's new era was now complete.