Chapter 12: This Is Not Zootopia
A/N: I have autism so I know what autism is like. Not every one of us is the same. PS for Halloween I went as OtterlyFoxy. Half fox and half otter. Also the new Whitechapel album fucking rips. I'm going to a Black Label Society and Obituary concert. Wish me luck!
I slowly moved my way to the door of the tank, trembling with fear. This could have been my last moment for all I know. I opened the door just a tiny bit and caught a peak at a group of Slammerjams with electrified batos and laser blasters.
"Hey," said one of the Slammerjams, "whoever is in here come out right this instant."
I then opened the door all the way to face the extra-terrestrial army, with weapons in their many hands.
"Okay then," Nick said, "that is, uhhh, quite extreme. And speaking of extreme, would you like to hear a song?"
"I think they said 'yes'" Judy said, "Alright Snowy, kick it off!"
The two got out their instruments.
"Alright," I said, "we are Dethbrush, and this song is called 'The Epic Raging Cosmic Tornado of Doom!'"
Nick and Judy started playing the opening riff.
"Far away in outer space," I sang, "A terrible force is on the way. Swallowing galaxies into the fray, THE RAGING COSMIC TORNADO OF DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM! BLEGH!"
However, before we could continue, the aliens forcibly grabbed us and our instruments.
"Wow," Nick said, "I guess that means our music sucks?"
The Slammerjams then stuffed us in a small hovering vehicle.
"So," I said, "what are they going to do with us now?"
"Maybe try to kill us but hopefully not," Judy said.
"Keep us on this ship maybe?" Nick said, "Take us to their home planet? Take us to a whole other planet?"
We continued along in our cramped quarters.
"I wonder who else is up here," I said, "what if we have the rest of our friends up here? We can get them to help in order to end this once and for all."
"Could possibly be," Nick said, "I guess we'll see for ourselves."
"Wolfard did say we can end this all," Judy said, "so, I guess we will end this all."
Suddenly, the cart stopped and the bottom of it dropped below us. We fell a short distance onto something that wasn't super soft but was not super hard either.
"WHat the actual fuck just happend?" I asked.
"I don't know," Nick said, "but that was pretty painful.
"Completely unnecessary," Judy said.
I then lifted myself up off the ground and immediately gasped. I was in a giant room. We were now surrounded by a whole group of mammals, big and small.
"Uhhh," said a Pronghorn, "did you just get here like right now?"
"Uh yeah," I said.
"Why?" asked a skunk.
"We can tell you all later," Judy said, "it's a long story."
Suddenly, we heard large hoofsteps.
"Hello there," Chief Bogo said, "you are here too I guess."
"We are," Nick said, "what do you want?"
"I got some great music for you!"
Chief Bogo then proceeded to play a shitty Machine Gun Kelly song on full volume.
"DUDE!" I shouted, "YOU FUCKING POSER! TURN THAT FUCKING PREP SHIT OFF!"
"Okay then," he said as he immediately switched to a shitty Falling In Reverse song.
"No!" Nick shouted, "you have shit taste in music and my back currently hurts from being shoved down onto the floor."
"Yeah, turn that shit off!"
Chief Bogo then went away but continued playing his shitty music.
We eventually got up off the floor and began to walk around.
"So," a friendly Clouded Leopard said, "how the hell did you just get up here if you weren't abducted."
"Well," I said, "it's a very long story."
"We saw this ship abducting everyone and everything," Judy said.
"And we asked one of our closest friends for help," said Nick.
"They told us to go get a rocket attached to a tank."
"Like," asked a Badger, "a battle tank?"
"Yes," I said, "that exact type of tank. It's somewhere on this ship."
"We found two mammals who could do just that."
"And then we got into the tank and off we went."
"It was a very bumpy ride," I said, "like even rougher than a Kreotter mosh pit."
"But we got zero gravity," Judy said.
"And it was like Starfox come to life," Nick said.
"And then," I continued, "we got beamed in here."
"The aliens got us out of the tank," Judy said, "we call 'em Slammerjams."
"But not before we gave them a taste of our sick tunes!" Shouted Nick, "By the way we're trying to form a band called Dethbrush."
"They stuffed us in a small hover cart," I said, "and dumped us in here."
"Okay then," said a Chipmunk, "cool story."
"And did I just hear you rode up in a tank!"
I looked over and saw Clawhauser. He is also one of the better officers and he is slowly getting into metal. Right now, he was wearing an Ice Nine Quills t-shirt.
"Uhhh," I said, "we did ride up here in a tank."
"Wow that is metal as fuck!" Clawhauser said.
"Officer Wolfard told us to do it. Said it was the only way to defeat the aliens."
"Of course Wolfard was the one with that idea," Clawhauser said, "but he wanted you to defeat them?"
"Uhh, yes," I said, "He literally told me that Me along with Nick and Judy would be the only ones to actually defeat these motherfuckers once and for all."
"Well," Clawhauser said, "good luck. And I hope we can all make it back."
"Primo Victoria," I said in response.
We continued walking around the main room, which was packed to the brim.
"So," Nick said, "we finally made it up here, what do we do now?"
"Who knows," Judy said, "let's just wait and see."
Suddenly, a loud noise sounded from above.
"What the fuck was that?" I shouted.
"Captives," boomed the voice, "everyone back to their cells."
All the mammals, with heads hung, started to leave the room. They went through different corridors and doors. Eventually, the gargantuan atrium was emptied except for our trio.
"Well," Nick said, "I guess everyone here is a prisoner."
"The question lies," Judy said, "what will be done to them. What are we to do?"
We then heard multiple footsteps scuttling behind us.
"HEY!" shouted one of the Slammerjams, "you three! What are you doing out of your cells!"
"Uhhhh," I responded, "we haven't been assigned cells yet."
"What the fuck?!" shouted the Slammerjam, "Oh, that motherfucker is so getting fired. Come with me. We have an extra empty cell!"
The Slammerjam grabbed us with multiple arms and scuttled us off to one of the nearby chambers. After climbing three flights of stairs, we were dumped in a cell.
"Enjoy your stay!" shouted the Slammerjam as the windowless door shut.
We sat in our cell room.
"So," Nick said, "I guess this is where we end up."
"And where the hell do we go from here?" I asked.
"Slammerjam World?" Judy said, "A Penal Colony?"
"Well," I said, "Wolfard did say we can end this once and for all."
"I guess we just wait and see," Judy said.
"I assume that means we eventually find out how to do it," Nick said.
"Anyways, I'm very tired," I said, "just gonna take my contacts out and take a nap."
"Ah yeah me too," Nick said.
"Same," said Judy.
I then climbed onto the bed, curled myself into a circle, and went to sleep for a short bit.