Nick was driving from the train station in Savannah Central with a bunny sitting across from him, Judy's twin brother Davies. "So... your Judy's partner? And you helped her solve the case with the savage predators?" Davies asked, breaking the silence.

"Yeah, know any other fox's in the ZPD?" Nick asked.

"I just got here, so no. Probably wouldn't know any even if I was a… people person." Davies said.

"That... that makes sense. You ah... ever get mistaken for Judy a lot? I mean... it's actually kind of unsettling how much like her you look." Nick said, thanking his lucky stars that he didn't say. 'You even have the exact same figure', out loud to him.

"Don't get me started Red. And yes, Judy told me about the nicknames you come up with." Davies said.

"Nick isn't that hard a name to remember," Nick muttered to himself.

"I've actually had to stand in for Judy at times when we were younger. A date she forgot, couldn't get out of, unexpectedly sick, or found something that she considered better to do. Guess who had to wear her clothes to throw the bucks off." Davies said in annoyance.

"And did that ever really work?" Nick asked skeptically.

"Like out of dumb 60s sitcom... I'm not even kidding! Every time I put on Judy's clothes, and put something to cover up my mole. Nobody but mom and dad could tell us apart! Can you believe it?" Davies said.

"I can't believe it. You sound nothing like Judy!" Nick said in disbelief.

"Really... so tell me, Officer Wilde is it weird that I can do a perfect imitation of my twin. But she can't come anywhere close to me? Cause she's never done an accurate impression of yours truly" Davies asked, his voice sounded exactly like Judy as they stopped a red light.

"WHOA! Okay... that's kind of scary... and I'm not sure if that's a thing at all." Nick said in surprise.

"Yeah... it's kind of fun actually. Want to make the world a better place?" Davies said, still impersonating his sister.

"... You're not going to do that for your interview are you?" Nick asked. "Of course not... but I rarely get to mind-screw neurotypicals. So, please... let me have this, Mr. Wilde." Davies continued in his sister's voice.

"You are probably the strangest mammal I've ever seen..." Nick commented.

"Please Red, compared to society and the world in general. I'm practically normal." Davies said in his normal voice.

"I... can't disagree with that," Nick said, eventually the two arrived at a coffee shop where the interview would be.

"So you actually know anything about this Blackpaw woman?" Nick asked as they entered.

"I know she's willing to publish my books. AND, give me a sixty percent cut of the profits. So really, so as long as Blackpaw doesn't welsh on me things are fine by me." Davies said.

"Do you even know who Blackpaw is? Or if she's even here?" Nick asked as they got a table.

"No idea and I told her that if she couldn't find me. I look like Judy Hopps but with a mole. Right around here." Davies said with a large smile on his face, and gesturing to the mole in question.

"Right... so how do you take your coffee?" Nick asked.

"Oh, I can't stand the stuff! I'm just hoping this place has juice at the very least... maybe hot chocolate." Davies said several minutes passed, With Davies waiting impatiently.

"Come on, that's your third-"

"I can stop whenever I want to... helps me relax. Nice and warm…" Davies said as he drank his hot chocolate.

"Excuse me, but are you, Davies Hopps?" A refined women's voice said. "Huh, well you haven't mistaken me for my sister. So you must beeee..." Davies said as he looked at the women.

She was a rabbit wearing a red shirt, black skirt, and a black jacket. Her fur was colored black with brown spots. Her ears, in particular, were a dark chocolate brown, and her eyes were colored silver. "I'm sorry, is something the matter?" The women asked.

"My companion here is just star-struck by your beauty," Nick said.

"That is flattering, but we have business to discuss Officer Wilde. I'm Anna Blackpaw." Anna said as she sat down across from Davies, holding out a paw.

"Oh! Sorry, I just... Davies Hopps!" Davies said as he shook Anna's outstretched paw.

"A pleasure to meet you, Mr. Hopps, I must say, you could be the mammal to bring my company out of the red," Anna said.

"Excuse me?... your company has had financial problems?" Nick asked.

"Well... yes, I'm sorry to say. Short answer, my regular writer usually writes quality material. But his last book, a children's book, specifically a collection of poems, short stories and activities... has effectively bombed." Anna said as she placed a copy of a book entitled, 'Mr. Badgerton's Wee Compendium of Facts, Fun, and Games.'

"This little book... really? It can't be that bad." Nick said, a few minutes of reading latter. "This is probably the worst book I've ever read... and I once read Fifty Shades of Hay on a dare!" Nick said with a perplexed look on his face.

"Now Nick... it was nonsense. But I can see how SOME of those rhymes can be applicable... provided its context is changed entirely. And the mazes would have to be reworked, or be excised entirely." Davies said.

"That's exactly what I told Badgerton when he presented the initial draft. Badger has been writing criminal-drama stories for over thirty years. But when I ask him to try to expand into children's, he comes back the next weekend with this!... granted he normally puts in halfway decent drafts in less time. But even I could tell that this would require polishing before it could be put to print... but no. I had to listen to him when he said it would be golden as it was!" Anna said irritably.

"So... are you actually interviewing him? Or are you just venting?" Nick asked.

"I'm sorry Officer, I'm getting off track," Anna said, taking in deep breaths.

"Just call me Nick, miss," Nick said.

"So... I'm a real self-starter. I'm creative, though I can be distracted while bored or uninspired. I'm lactose-intolerant... I have no idea what you make of that. I'm a good writer but I'm not that great of an artist." Davies said looking bewildered at the way the 'interview' was going.

"I know Mr. Hopps, I saw your illustrations. Childish... but I think that can be used to our advantage. Moreover, the stories themselves were quite entertaining, and the morals made sense when there ones, even the nonsensical ones! In short, Mr. Hopps, I believe that you could save my company, furthermore... your absolutely right Mr. Wilde. This is less of a job interview, and more of a social meeting." Anna said.

"So… do I get the job?" Davies asked. "Yes! In fact, I'll do a couple better. I'm going to hire you as a writer." Anna said Davies face beamed up with sheer unadulterated glee.

"Really?! You… you mean it right?!" Davies asked excitedly.

"But you barely even know the guy!" Nick said. "True. But I think I have a good grasp from his writings what he's like, besides... I can't help but feel a sort of... kinship to you Mr. Hopps." Anna said.

"We're both rabbits... or are you actually a hare or a jackrabbit? I don't even know if jackrabbits are separate from rabbits, to be honest." Davies.

"Pureblood rabbit I assure you, Davies. But more than species, I can already tell we have quite a lot in common." Anna said.

"I'm... not even going to ruin it by speculating out loud what you could mean," Davies said.

"Job interviews just don't work like this! Is this some weird fever dream?" Nick asked, followed be Davies pinching him.

"Don't think so, Miss Blackpaw?" Davies asked mischievously, Anna pinched him in turn.

"No, not a dream, now, I think we should discuss proper creative workings when you actually start working... next Monday at say, 10:00 AM, 9:30?" Anna asked.

"Ma'am... at this point, I think I'd marry you if you asked," Davies said, Anna giggled.

"One thing at a time Mr. Hopps, I've already provided you lodgings. Here's the hotel room key, please don't lose it." Anna said as she gave Davies a keycard. "I thought you said your company was in the red?" Nick said suspiciously.

"Mr. Wilde. All I will say unless you have a warrant is that I have made some... creative short-term solutions to my money problems." Anna said.

"Let me guess, you're great at multiplying?" Nick said.

"I'm not at liberty to say anything more. For now, Mr. Davies... would you care for something? Anything on the menu here, it'll be on me." Anna said.

"Hmm… I think I have a better use for your generosity." Davies said thoughtfully.


"It's a Saturday afternoon... I'm in a hospital bed... there's nothing on TV worth watching... and the food here seems to actually get worse every time I try to eat it." Judy said to herself as she mindlessly channel-surfed in her bed. There was a knock at the door. "Unless your here to release me early. Please leave me alone! I already got my pain-killer medication for the day." Judy said curtly, the door then opened.

"What about pizza and a video game?" Davies said as he entered the room, with a pizza box and video game console in toe.

"Davies!" Judy said happily. "Relax sis, it's just your brother with some decent food and some proper entertainment," Davies said as he went over to hug Judy. Nick followed in after him and hooked the console to the TV in the room.

"And Nick... you know, your partner," Nick said.

"So how'd the interview go?" Judy asked.

"It wasn't so much an interview. As it was Anna Blackpaw gushing about how much she loved Davies stories... and giving him the job without an actual interview... and another thing or two I might want to talk to you about in private when bonding time is done." Nick said.

"No one's asking you to leave Nick. In fact, Davies, would you be comfortable letting him play with us?" Judy asked.

"More the merrier... though it will make the screen all the harder to look at. I mean I sometimes have trouble making out co-op with just one other person. And on a TV this small, I think could manage... I think?" Davies said.

The three mammals played a side-scrolling shoot-em-up game. "Now why were you so concerned about split-screens?" Nick asked.

"Well, I didn't know what games Judy would want to play. So I brought a couple of first-person shooters just to be safe, as well as a couple of other games from home. You know. To keep my favorite sister from getting bored." Davies said.

"And you have so many self-doubt issues about your character Davies," Judy said.

"We're our own worse critics Jude... now if you'll excuse me. I need to go number one... maybe number two while I'm out." Davies said as he paused the game and left the room.

"So what were the things you wanted to talk about Nick?" Judy asked.

"Blackpaw said that her company was going into the red over a failed children's book. But she somehow has the money to put your brother into a four-star hotel!" Nick said.

"Really? How could she afford that kind of stuff?" Judy asked.

"Apparently, she made some... 'creative short-term solutions' to her financial problems. I haven't actually dug up any dirt on her yet. But it sounds suspicious that she'd admit to having financial problems that inexplicably go away." Nick said.

"And... she said all of this out loud, and Davies didn't notice?" Judy asked.

"I think the guy was too excited to really listen to what she said beyond. 'I'm offering to fulfill your dreams. Here's a classy hotel to stay in and a job making penguin adventures.'... Though I think we shouldn't say anything to him, he'd more than likely get the wrong idea." Nick said.

"That... that might be best, I don't like the idea of keeping secrets, especially from Davies. But I want my brother to be happy." Judy said, a minute or so latter Davies returned.

"Whoo! You would not believe the stench I left in that bathroom, had to sneak into the ladies room just to wash my hands properly." Davies said as he picked up his controller.

"You only washed your hands?" Judy asked.

"Yes, Judy! I only made that mistake once when I was like... five?" Davies said.

"You were five when that happened. Poor guy fell for the old, 'switch the girls and boys signs on the bathroom doors', and on the first day of kindergarten no less!" Judy said.

"Ouch," Nick said sympathetically.


About two weeks later, Judy had recovered and she and Nick were at the Blackpaw estate, a mansion in old Victorian style. "Think she's even home?" Nick asked.

"I told her... assistant that I wanted to interview her on a police matter," Judy said.

"And... you thought she'd just accept it without reservation because?" Nick asked doubtfully.

"Look, if she's innocent of participating in the Stampede of Doom. Then she has nothing to fear from us." Judy said as the two went to the front door. Judy rang the doorbell.

"And what makes you think that this isn't some sort of trap?" Nick asked as the doorbell made an ominous noise.

"Come on Nick, just because she lives in a scary looking house doesn't mean that-"

"HELLO!" Shouted the bat that answered the door, startling the two cops immensely, specifically he looked like a fruit bat. "Oh... I'm so sorry I frightened you... my mistress always reminds me that. Many mammals have weak hearts... it was fortunate that old lemming, didn't die of terror." The bat said.

"You... you must be Josephus," Judy said.

"I AM KNOWN BY MANY NAMES... but yes, I am Josephus. Come in... Mistress Blackpaw awaits you." Josephus said.

"Well... Davies guessed right. He's a bat and he's crazy." Judy said.

"Don't be so judgmental Carrots-"

"WOULD ANYONE CARE FOR A FRUIT SALAD?! IT HAS NO FRUIT IN IT! JUST BUGS!... no, wait. It's an ant farm, never mind!" Josephus howled his wing hands shaped to look like he was holding something. But they were empty.

"...never-mind... your brother has excellent skills for judging character. One phone-call and he already knew this guy is crazier than a fox... and I am a fox!" Nick said as they entered the mansion.

"Officer Hopps, Officer Wilde... what do I hold the pleasure?" Anna said as she met the two in her living room with a glass of what looked like wine in her hand.

"Ms. Blackpaw... we believe that you participated in the Stampede of Doom, an illegal drag race roughly three weeks," Judy said as Nick produced a warrant.

"So you have the paperwork to actually ask me. I also hope you have decent proof to back up your accusation." Anna said.

"We do actually. First, you told my brother, and Nick that you had financial problems." Judy said.

"Yes, I can assure you that I have quite extensive assets. While Badgertons dud book set me back. It didn't set me back enough to cripple my finances completely." Anna said.

"Then how do you explain how you came into possession of about... oh one-hundred million dollars out of the blue?" Nick asked.

"The exact prize money from the Stampede of Doom, only one driver escaped arrest... a rabbit, with brown ears," Judy said.

"I see... you do realize I am not the only brown eared rabbit in Zootopia, let alone the rest of the world?" Anna asked as she made a quick inspection of her ears.

"Yes we do... but see. No rabbit has these kinds of reflexes." Judy said as she showed Anna the slow-motion footage of the rabbit racer taking the winning check.

"And you know my medical and physical history?" Anna asked.

"That... we don't actually know... weirdest thing. We tried looking up your medical history. And all we got was a blank! We don't even know who your parents are! No file period, and... Yeah okay, we didn't get anywhere with doctors. But we do have it on good authority that you have a very nice... very familiar looking race car in your possession." Nick said.

"And could you tell me what it looks like off the top of your head?" Anna said.

"It was an orange Cowtalak, a smaller model designed for smaller mammals... like rabbits. It was also detailed to look like a large carrot. On its right door was emblazoned in green and black, 'Queen of the Night'. Unfortunately, I didn't get that great a look at it, as the driver slammed the brakes. Flinging me into a street-lamp, neck first, putting me into a comma, and I had to spend almost an entire week in bed! Then you give my brother a job with little to no-"

"Enough!" Anna said as she stood up on her couch. "Yes... that driver was me... in fact, I've driven in nearly every Stampede of Doom since the 1960's. I've been using the winnings to keep my company afloat. You know, support it when my own products can't." Anna said.

"...how old are you? I mean you actually look younger than Judy!" Nick said in surprise.

"...really Nick? That's something you felt the need to bring up?" Judy said in disbelief.

"That... that's not as easy a question to answer as you might think." Anna said as she downed the glass in her hand.

Then something well and truly unexpected happened. Anna... grew large bat-like wings, her eyes turned a blood red, and her blunt rabbit claws became sharp wolf-like claws. "Mistress, what on earth has gotten into you?!" Josephus said, stumbling into the living room wearing a lampshade on his head.

"Calm yourself, Josephus... Officer's Hopps and Wilde... I'm a Vampire." Anna revealed.

"...okay! Believe or not, Feneck and I have pulled off some pretty elaborate cons! Far and above just dressing him up like a toddler! But that is, a VERY good costume." Nick said as Judy laughed herself off the coach.

"Do you see Josephus? I told you people would only believe this form to be a costume. Not the real deal, but in all seriousness... I AM a Vampire! I drink blood." Anna said.

"Oh come on! I saw you in broad daylight. Everyone knows that outside of notable exceptions, some better ignored than others. Vampires can't survive during the day!" Nick said as Judy continued laughing.

Anna then rolled her eyes and approached Nick. "Oh, what are you going to do Nosferatu? Suck my blood?" Nick said disbelievingly.

"Touch... the wing, membrane," Anna said as she flexed one of her wings to Nick. Nick, felt the wing. "Does the wing feel in any way fake at all to you Officer Wilde?" Anna asked.

"Doesn't mean it's a real wing, just means you know some people who make VERY realistic costumes," Nick said. "Very well... Nicolas Wilde. WOULD YOU KINDLY GIVE YOUR PARTNER, JUDITH HOPPS A LONG, AND PASSIONATE KISS?" Anna said, her voice booming with supernatural power. "I... obey..." Nick said in a zombie-like tone.

Nick then picked up the no longer giggling Judy, placed her on the couch, and kissed her.

"Now do you two believe that I'm a vampire? I used this exact power to get that sloth Flash out of the race... seriously. What kind of name is Flash anyway? Jay, Berry, Wally, even Bart sound like better names then Flash! That's an effect of cameras! Moreover, how did he even beat me in the last two years? It's crazy that's why it is! I swear, I didn't even think the ZPD would get him so quick, let alone that you two would be the ones to get him." Anna ranted.

Judy then tried to say something. But couldn't because Nick's tongue was in her mouth. "What? Oh! WOULD YOU KINDLY STOP KISSING HER." Anna said, and Nick stopped kissing Judy.

"Okay... so it's more than likely that you are a Vampire... but what are you going to do to us?" Judy asked as she put her hand next to her tranquilizer gun.

"First, your firearm would be useless against me. I know full well the manner of tranq's the ZPD use, and none of them are of any serious threat to Vampires second... I intend to do nothing. Your officers of the law, furthermore you're not only heroes, but the first of your respective species to ever be in the ZPD in any significant way. You go missing, and the last place you were seen was my mansion. Bogo would tear it up to the foundations just to find a sliver of a clue to your whereabouts... even if I didn't plan on killing you!" Anna said.

"... okay... we know you were at an illegal drag race, but now there's only one tiny little problem." Judy said. "The numerous questions you now have surrounding my existence as an undead creature of the night?" Anna said.

"Basically yes... and maybe a few about my brother's employment?" Judy asked.

"I would no more harm a hair on his body then I would kill either of you now. I was sincere when I offered him the job so readily... Badgerson has grown too big for his britches. To say nothing of his deteriorating social media status... man posted a ten-page-long rant directed at one child who said that the book stinks! And over nine pages include derogatory tirades about the boy's intelligence that has little if anything to do with the book itself! But 'The Adventures of Monty the Penguin and his Penguin Pals'... I can see that going places." Anna said.

"And you were serious about giving him sixty percent of the profits?" Nick asked.

"Of course I was! I'm many things both good and ill... but I can assure you both that I am not a promise breaker! Or at least, I don't break promises I've made without good cause or a heavy heart... it's fairly standard for my company to operate. Ask any of my writers on staff if you don't believe me." Anna said.

"So... how's my brother BEEN doing? He's been keeping to himself since he came to see me. Not that surprising but-"

"Short answer Officer Hopps. His books have already received rave reviews! I mean... the merchandising potential alone is almost overwhelming! And I've already received offers to make movies and TV series about them!" Anna said excitedly, interrupting Judy.

"...are you serious? How many of Monty's stories did he submit?" Judy asked.

"In ten words or less Officer Hopps, either way all, all of them, He had notes on stories he made when he was four, and... They almost seem endless!" Anna said.

"He's been writing stories about the adventures of a stuffed penguin since he was four?" Nick asked of Judy.

"Well, we all have to start somewhere. Though the stories he wrote during High School were... kind of dark if I'm being honest." Judy said.

"Agreed... so many dead penguins during the 'Chill of War Saga'... Monty losing his wife Anabel to Ice Trolls, regardless, Monty. Could save my company, and I'll NEVER have to put my unlife on the line just to keep my home and have my living family live comfortably. In the meantime... would you care for anything, a drink, a snack perhaps? Would you care to ask more questions about... me?" Anna asked.

"Well... you still have to pay for your crime-"

"I'll work out a deal with Mayor Swift-Hoof. In the meantime, I believe we should get to know one another better." Anna said.

"Can't you just use your Vampire powers to get us to do whatever you want?" Nick said.

"I could... but I'd be a terrible host if I'd do that. JOSEPHUS! Get our guests some refreshments!" Anna said in a commanding tone.

"I'll play waiter mistress... but if either of you flat-foots make any threats to her of any kind!" Josephus said as he made a threatening 'cut your throat' gesture at the two cops as he left the room.

"Sorry... he's just REALLY protective. A couple centuries ago he was as sane as the next mammal." Anna said.

"Okay... how old were you when you were... 'Turned' for lack of a better word?" Judy asked.

"About twenty-one years I think... some one-thousand years ago or so. It's kind of hard to remember all of the details. I had a brother... not unlike Davies, Officer Hopps. I've moved heaven and earth since the eleventh century to keep his line safe and secure." Anna said.

"...are we talking hundreds or-"

"NICK!" Judy said severely to her partner.

"I believe the current number is around... 28,719... I think... despite what you may think Officer Nick. I'm not entirely good at math myself. Back when I was a kit we believed that Dragons kidnapped princesses, the Earth was flat and depending on who was in charge. We had to 'volunteer' prey to be eaten by predator nobles. It wasn't an absolute thing... but I lost all of my litter-mates save my brother Johnathan to a cruel and greedy wolf with a craving for rabbit meat." Anna said as she took an entire bottle of wine.

"That's not wine, is it? Not even red wine?" Nick asked nervously.

"No... Relax; I don't take blood straight from the neck like some of my undead colleagues." Anna said as she upended the bottle into her mouth.

"And the reason you can survive in the day? Are vampires immune to sunlight? Or is there some manner of magic stuff you take?" Judy asked.

"A bit of both actually... Josephus knows how to make a magic sunscreen that can protect Vampires. Without it, I'd spend the entire day with a VERY painful sunburn. One time I did try to go out in the day without it, I looked like I spent the entire day looking horribly burned husk of a rabbit... it was the worst kind of pain anyone could experience. EVERY. INCH OF MY FLESH. BURNED!" Anna explained.

"Would sir and madam care for some carrot juice? Maybe some blueberries or-"

"Blueberries. Give me the blueberries. I want all the blueberries you winged rat." Nick said in a monotone as he took the blueberries off of Josephus's cart.

"He really likes blueberries... anything else about Vampires we should know?" Judy asked.

"In short, I'm not the only one. You may have run in's with other vampires... most of them are also FAR less courteous and friendly then I am. They'd just as soon turn you into broken slaves as tell you outright their Vampires. Also, please take a napkin Officer Wilde. You're getting blueberry juice all over yourself. I don't want any of it on the furniture." Anna said to Nick.

"Okay... it's not that this hasn't been interesting. But we need to get back to the precinct. And home as well, it's rather late is all." Judy said.

"WHAT… I SLAVED FOR MINUTES TO MAKE THESE! That pantry was a mess, and the fridge!" Josephus wailed.

"I never said you were required to stay. However, I do ask two things of you. You tell no one of what I really am... and not to tell Davies especially. I'm... not certain how he would react. I promised him creative control over the Monty IP and... I don't want to risk losing that." Anna said.

"So you have as much a crush on him as he does on you?" Nick guessed.

"...you have no such authority to ask of me, Officer Wilde," Anna said, looking guilty.

"We won't tell him. But at some point, you should!" Judy said as she took a muffin from the cart.

"Of course... Josephus you did check the expiration dates, right? It's been a while since my extended family stayed." Anna asked as Judy and Nick looked in horror upon their food.

"So... this white stuff isn't... isn't some kind of powdered sugar?" Nick asked as Judy banged one of her muffins against an armrest. It left a dent in the muffin itself.

"Josephus... what have I told you about the importance of rotating out expired food? We rarely get living beyond Jonathan's descendants here, and even if they didn't know we were Vampires. It looks really suspicious when there's expired food!" Anna said in annoyance.

"...we'll just show ourselves out. Have a good evening Ms. Blackpaw." Judy said as she and Nick made a hasty retreat to there cruiser and drove away.

"You made a simple screw-up yet again Josephus," Anna said in disappointment.

"... I'll show myself to the time-out coffin." Josephus said glumly as he trundled down to the basement.

"... so... that was a bit of an eye-opener. Vampires are real, apparently. And one of your brothers works for one. I'll admit... did not see that coming." Nick said in earnest surprise.

"Well, we'll have to keep a close eye on her, if there are more Vampire's out there like she said. There could be more problems for us down the road... and we can't say a word to Bogo. At least, not unless it becomes serious." Judy said looking worried.

"And what about Blackpaw? You think she really is as on the level as she made herself out to be?" Nick asked.

"I want to believe she's a good person... but her interest in Davies concerns me. And... I just want him to be okay." Judy said.

"Can't give you an honest answer there, much as I want to Judy." Nick said.

"You know, it's actually funny. I was actually inspired to be a Cop because of how much I had to protect Davies when we were kits. Poor guy was bullied often when we were little. And... well with his heightened senses he was often aggravated by little things... getting angry over small things that only really made sense to him." Judy said wistfully.

"Ahh... I swear the more I learn about you personally you just become more awesome, or more cu-"

"ANYWAY... ironically, we kind of started drifting after that incident at the Carrot Days Festival. You remember that one right? Gideon stole some tickets from some friends of mine, and he... scratched my face? Well after that, was when I REALLY focused on becoming a Police Officer." Judy said explained.

"And that cut into sibling bonding with your dear twin?" Nick surmised.

"Yep... believe it or not. Before that, despite being a boy AND autistic we were almost identical in just about everything. But... well you know better than most mammals what time can do to people. We... drifted, more or less we were still friends but... well our interests diverged, High School was my awkward phase, and his 'angry at everything because of a few bad mammals' phase and... well I'm the first rabbit cop in Zootopia. And... huh... I'm sorry for rambling like this Nick. " Judy said.

"Well you SHOULD be focusing on driving, but if you can spin a yarn about your childhood and drive at the same time. That's a really great talent there Carrots." Nick said.

"Why couldn't you wait?!" Judy asked.

"Well... from the looks of it traffic's pretty heavy here. So we might as well talk... and for the record. That kiss was Vampire mind control!" Nick said defensively.

"Of course it was, Anna told you to do it," Judy said.

"E-Exactly! Why would you even ask that?" Nick said defensively.

"I didn't bring it up, you did you dumb fox!" Judy said teasingly.

"Uh... so, any interesting stories about you and Davies playing twin-switcheroo?" Nick asked, awkwardly trying to change the subject.