Nick's face calmed, and he returned her kiss, lowering her to the beach sand. "Not fair. Not fair at all." He began to take of his shirt, feeling the collar tighten with his apprehension. "Why would you give me the biggest set of blue balls?" Nick pulled the strap of her dress lower to kiss her shoulder.
"I don't know...I guess maybe I was a little nervous myself. But I want this. I want us." Judy moved beneath Nick, snaking her hand between his legs and finding her prize. "Biggest set...you aren't kidding.." She smiled to herself as she listened to Nick's ragged breath, tortured by Judy's small hand barely able to hold his jewels. "Don't you worry, I'm done hustling. Nothing is going to get in our way now."
Their romance was broken by the ring of Judy's phone. Then the ring of Nick's phone. Judy and Nick both silently cursed. As the rings stopped, then began again, Judy rolled over, sitting atop Nick. He reached to stop her from grabbing her purse and pulling the phone out. "Judy...come on, you can't be serious. I'm dying here."
"I know, I know. But that's the ZPD ringtone. It might be important." Clearing her throat, she put on her best officer voice. "Judy Hopps...Wilde" She smiled at Nick who smirked back with a wink. "Oh..Chief! Yeah...yeah he's here too." Judy pressed mute on the phone, and motioned at Nick. "He wants to talk to both us. It sounds like something is happening." She switched the mute to speakerphone and placed the phone on Nick's chest. "Okay, go ahead, we're here."
Chief Bogo's gruff voice loudly poured from the phone, almost breaking the speaker. "I've called your rooms fourteen times! When I call, you answer! Are you two alright?! Nothing strange going on around you?"
Nick raised an eyebrow, "Well, I was about to go visit Judy's hometown. But you know telemarketers calling at the worst possible.." Nick jerked as he could feel the rage in Bogo's voice vibrating on his chest.
"There has been a lot of incidents happening here, and I need you too to listen to me very carefully now. Wilde...the small Wilde. If that fox so much as opens his mouth, you punch him right in the throat." Judy hushed Nick as Bogo spoke. "Lots of witnesses and informants have been attacked. Luckily none have been mortally wounded or outright killed. But it's cause for alarm."
"I don't see what that has to do with us right now Chief. We are on leave and I think the rest of you guys in blue can take care of that without your two star officers backing you up. Annnd I'm going to shut up now, because Judy is giving me the look that says be quiet." Nick held Judy's fists at her sides as she glared at him, in complete officer mode.
"I need you two back here as soon as possible. A task force is on the way to pick you up. Until they get there, be on your guard. This is a possible 11-99. And that 11 is you two, understand?" Bogo began to break up. As Judy picked up the phone to try and maintan a signal, she held it to her ear. "Escape...Aide...Dawn...weth.. Armed..." The signal dropped and Bogo was gone.
Nick sat up, grabbing his phone and attempting to dial out. His signal was completely gone. "Okay, that's just weird. What in the world is going on here?" Helping Judy gather herself, he restarted his phone and still had no service. "A task force? Why do we need a task force to pick us up?"
Judy hastily put on her shoes. "Dunno, but this sounds serious. 11-99, and it's us? Who would want to hurt us?" She looked at Nick, then corrected herself. "Nick, you have been behaving right?" As Nick started to speak, Judy peeked to his side and caught view of the goat waiter walking towards them. "I hate to spoil your plans for even more romance, but you'll have to cancel the private show."
Nick looked at her inquisietevely. "Private show? I didn't arrange a private show." He turned to see the goat coming towards them, followed by a few rams joining him from higher up on the beach. "Judy..get behind me."
Judy patted his back and turned his attention to the other two rams making their way towards them from the other side. "I don't think they are coming to give us a good time, Nick. What's the plan here?" Judy tore the side of her dress to free her movement. "I'm thinking we rush them, I take these two down, you get to the ringleader, and we bring the rest down. Easy peasy."
"I'm thinking we run. Five on two aren't odds we can take right now." Nick reached for Judy's arm, but she had already launched herself towards the charging rams. "Guess we're doing this." Nick raised his fist and dashed the other direction, yelling as he swung for the first ram, missing and catching a hoof to the chest. Dropping to his knee, he bound upwards catching ram underneath his chin with elbow. Keeping his footing moving, he dodged the jabs of the first ram, while parrying the haymaker of the second.
Judy flew through the air, connecting her foot to the third ram's forehead, leaping off while snatching his horns and slamming him to the ground. She jumped out of the way of the fourth ram as he swiped at her with bat. Skidding along the sand, she bounced to standing and rushed back at the two, shouting a battle cry as she jumped between then them and rabbit punched the third ram across his gut. Flipping up, she locked her legs around his neck, and pulled him into the swing of the fourth ram's bat blocking the hit and staggering the third. "That all you guys got? I can do this in my sleep." She took a step to go after the bat wielding ram, then stumbled as her vision clouded, and her legs felt numb. A sharp pain hit her side, and she looked down at the needle jabbed into her. She could barely register the motion, when the bat smacked into her skull, dropping her to the ground.
"Judy!" Nick turned his attention, leaving himself open to the taser planted at his back. Not falling, Nick stumbled and rushed towards Judy, leaping over a ram as they charged at him. "Get your dirty hooves off her you bastards!" He connected a powerful full body punch to one ram, but the second ram was there to recover, headbutting him in the chest and rolling him along the beach away from Judy. Coughing from the hit, he tried to speak, but the sharp pain of a broken rib took his words away. Feeling a bottle near his hand, he grasped it, breaking it on a shell. Standing, he beckoned the rams on, spitting out sand. "We're doing this old school. Who's first?"
As the rams rushed in, he slashed at them with sharp edge of the bottle, stabbing down into any flesh he could find. Hit after hit rained down on him as the ram's piled on, angered and cursing. As the pain faded into nothingness, Nick kept his eyes on Judy, watching the goat lift her over his shoulder. With a final burst, he pushed free, only to be met with hooking punch dropping the last remnants of his concious world out of view.
"Yeah boss. We got them."
