Life is weird sometimes.

No scratch that, life is weird most times.

No, scratch even that, life is weird all the time… and I don't know how we're going to manage to get back to normal any time soon… that would mean surviving the next few minutes, and seeing as how Mrs. Wilde- Marian- is on all fours and stalking us all while a gang of sheep all look on and laugh, and holy hell am I scared…. If I make it through this I'll be forever thankful… right now all I can do is press my scrappy self into the back corner and hide and hope that somebody's going to be able to come up with a distraction, because I can't get the sound of those dam sheep laughing out of my head, not when they're standing right here and oh my god she's coming closer and closer and oh my god I'm stuck in this corner and she's only a few feet away and goodbye cruel world!

I hope I'm gonna make it through this… you're gonna be fine, Nick… relax, okay, you're just trying to outwit a pair of lunatic sheep and a crazy fox who thinks you might be tasty, you're going to be fine, I promise! You got this… but oh boy is she getting close! Both Judy and I have climbed the bookcases and we're trying to hang on to them because to fall would mean things that neither of us really want to think about…

"So, what do you think of how this is going so far, Judy?" one of the rams asks from his perch on top of one of the counters. "The police are on their way, and there's no way that you're going to escape… just accept that it's the end and move on, alright?"

"You're not going to be able to get away with this, you know!" I hear Judy shout, but I can't see her because I'm too absolutely freaking terrified to take my eyes off of the fox that's out to get me… she's getting closer now and I won't be able to keep myself up here for much longer-

Bang! Bang! Bang!

At the noise, everyone jumps, and it scares me so much that- oh scat! I just fell off of the cabinets and dang this tile is cold, and oh my god she's two feet away from me!

Sniff- sniff- sniff…

A snuffling sound fills my ears, and instead of being torn to threads, oh Karma! Fox slobber all over my cheeks, yech! She has her head buried in my fur and she's smelling me… what the?

Life's weird, and instead of getting attacked by my biological mother like I was expecting, she's curling up around my legs, this is weird and what the heck? Why isn't she going after me- Marian that tickles, stop marking me, I get it…

I can see that the sheep have no idea what's going on either, because they're looking at each other with faces full of fear, and they smell afraid, too… I wouldn't blame them, there's blue goop all over her back, is that what they shot her with? I remember Mom telling me about her brother Terry eating a blue flower when they were both teenagers, and he went crazy, she told me and oh my sweet cheese and crackers, yeah, she's getting close!

Before I can think more about that, the door to the room bangs open and mammals with full riot gear and masks and weapons all come barging in, and Marian goes scrabbling backwards on all fours, trying to hide behind me in fear, and the sheep are caught and cuffed- but where's the big one? Where's Doug?

"Someone muzzle that beast!" one of the officers shouts, and Marian growls in response, teeth bared.

"Leave her be! She's- I don't know- it's like she's gone savage or something. Don't net her, she'll attack you, please!"

"Savage? This isn't the stone age, fox, animals don't go savage…"

"They don't?" I sputter, incredulous. "So what's this then? Huh?"

"The start of a panic, that's what… you damn preds think you can crush us? Just wait… we'll be back, I promise. This has all happened before… and thanks to you, we get to watch from the sidelines while this dam city slides into the long dark of mania… thank you very much!"

"Would someone take them away already? And- ah! Mrs. Wilde, that tickles! Ow, that's my tail, it's not food, stop it stop it stop it!"

"So should we call back to the Mayor?" one of the cops asks, and both Judy and I gulp in tandem. "She ought to know about this…"

"Please don't call her!" Jack says, and sheesh, I forgot he was there, how the hey did I manage to do that?

"And why not, Mister-?" another officer asks, looking for all the world like he really just is that stupid and not playing dumb like most mammals do with us.

"Salva, Officer. Agent James Salva, now do you mind?"

"Do I mind what?"

"Would you mind not calling the Mayor, please? She's my boss… she wants us to do well, you call back and tell her about this? She wouldn't be happy about that…"

"So why wouldn't she want us-?"

"That's a great question, honestly, and I think that you'd find your answers- why isn't somebody taking care of that dam fox? Sedate her already!"

"Yes sir!" one of the cops says, pulling something out of their bag, a syringe of some sort, and sticking it into Mrs. Wilde's neck and plunging the handle. Two seconds later, she's out and snoring.

"Okay, where was I? Oh, yeah, right. We need to overthrow Bellwether and we need your help, there, is that clear?"

"Yeah, it is…." Just what the hell have I gotten myself into?

Before I can get an answer to that question, though, there's a soft knock from the hallway, and we all turn to see a dainty little ewe standing there… the Mayor, oh FLOCK!

"Mayor Bellwether, what a surprise!" Skye says, jumping backwards in surprise and what I'm sure is a decent amount of fear…

"It sure is, hearing two of my best agents plotting against me," she says, rubbing her hooves together and then clapping merrily, and oh dear Karma is that ever scary! "Well, since I can't get rid of you like this, I guess all of you are just going to have to come with me!"

"And if we don't?"

"Then that's what the freezer's for! Come along!"

Oh, frick, what have I gotten myself into?

AN: It's been a hot minute since I've been able to write any of this, geez. I'm going to try and get another chapter out a lot faster this next time. Until next time, enjoy, everyone!

-Wrong Password