Upon arriving at the bullpen, Judy maintained her calm demeanor and was a bit too cheery. She told in a chipper tone, the Rhino sitting next to her, "Hey there, I'm Judy. You ready to make the world a better place?"
She held out her paw for a fist bump. The mammals next to the Rhino started snickering or the Rhino rolled his eyes and instead of "fist-bumping", he pushed her away from him using only his fist. The other mammals tried to contain their laughter.
Suddenly, the Buffalo Chief came in furiously. Judy could no see that his nametag read BOGO. He seemed surprisingly unnerved even though he was very laid-back with the major.
After handing out the reports, Chief Bogo leaned forward on his podium nervously. He hung his head and sighed. He addressed the whole room.
"Now as you all saw today, we have a marine visiting our Precinct. after a friendly fire battle, he was transferred here to the ZPD. His name? Nicholas Wilde."
Someone from the back of the room, a wolf, asked, "But why was he transferred here? He could have been behind a desk at the military base."
" I don't really know. All right," He regained his steely expression. " Dismissed!"
Judy was left standing on her seat, head barely reaching over the desk, stunned. The Chief was already walking out of the room when the bunny caught up with him.
"Chief Bogo," she called. " I'm new here, you probably don't know me but my name is -"
"Judith Laverne Hopps," a voice interrupted.
A tall, red fox walked out from behind Bogo's leg.
"Am I wrong?" Major Wilde asked.
"N-N-No!" Jodi stammered. She blushed," How do you know my name?"
" well -," The Fox started.
"Enough. What is it, Hopps?" The Chief asked.
"You never gave me an assignment."
Bogo looked through his files. " Hopps, Hopps, Hopps... Oh yes, Parking Duty."
Nick tried to stifle a laugh while the bunny officer looks outraged at the chief's statement.
" Parking Duty!" She gasped. " I joined the force to stop criminals, Not write tickets! Chief, I received top marks in my classes if you don't remember!"
The water buffalo looked at his clipboard, annoyed. "Yes, I do remember. With your training, writing 100 tickets a day should be easy for you."
He closed the door, leaving the Marine and officer in the bullpen together. Ignoring the Marine, Judy tried to make the best of her situation. She tapped her foot against the ground so fast, the fox could only see an afterimage.
"100 tickets," Judy murmured. " I'm not going to write 100 tickets. I'm going to write 200 tickets…"
She looked at the clock. It read 9:40 a.m.
"Before noon."
