Fun fact, I found this on Tumblr "Bellweather's computer said May 17th. And then they noticed that the newspaper at the end, when Judy is selling produce, says November 11th." HE HAD THE PEN FOR 6 MONTHS.

So as I'm fixing my mistakes on these chapters; lol so I'm kinda surprised at how much I knew with all this baby stuff-but I forgot at the time, both my sisters were having babies, and I had to babysit a LOT. lol So it's bringing me lot of memories now that the oldest is 8 or 9 now.

What Are Friends Fur?

Nick groaned. His body ached as his limbs still dangled over the bed. To help soothe his stiff muscles, he turned to his side and made a fetal position. The sweet scent of blueberries filled his nostrils, making a grin slowly move across his face. He was about to fall back into deep sleep when memories that took place hours ago, flood his mind. Instantly, his eyes popped open, and he moved his paw throughout the bed looking for his kit. 'Oh no…' he thought, still feeling throughout the bed, afraid to move his whole body. What if he laid on top of her and she got squished?

"LYNN!" His heart was racing and his voice was shaky, yet she was nowhere to be seen on the bed. His ears dropped as his eyes widened, she must have fell on the floor. Without leaving the bed, he quickly looked under it, and saw nothing.

"Hey, it's ok," a soft sweet calm voice hushed. "go back to sleep, I got this." Nick turned his head quickly to the source of the sound and saw Judy holding Lynn in her arms while flipping pancakes. A while ago she bought herself a camping oven. It was small enough not to take up too much space, and she was still able to make herself home cooked meals if she needed to. He made a sigh of relief knowing that the kit was safe. He then got up, despite what Judy tpld him. The bunny saw this and rolled her eyes, there was no point in arguing with that fox. "I was going to surprise you by making something with your favorite food before going to work." She grinned knowing that he couldn't resist blueberries, also with the fact they always cheer him up during his darkest of times.

"Wait… You mean you had blueberries in your refrigerator this whole time?" His stomach growled in pain as if it was annoyed that it could have had something inside itself this whole time he stayed here.

"Oh no," Judy shook her head as Nick walked close to her and carefully took the sleeping infant from her arms and inspected her to make sure she was alright. "on my way home, I may have stopped at your home to pick up a few things." She then walked to the table next to her door and grabbed a few things to hand over to Nick, but stopped when she saw him snuggling with the kit, so instead, she placed them over to her desk. "Here's your phone, wallet, and a pair of clothes. I found those blueberries in your fridge by the way." She then wrinkled up her nose and teased "You know, you made a good call not telling that lioness about where you live. I wouldn't be surprised if bugs were hiding under all that mess." Nick then broke away from snuggling.

"Hey! It's called free meals,100% guaranteed on being fresh." He then chuckled. "Thank you again Carrots, for everything."

"Oh! And," she made her way back to the door, to an unopened box. "I got you a stroller! I know that you would just love staying in here the whole time, but if I'm going to work all day I thought you might get a little bored."

"Judy…" His ears relaxed, he mentally cursed inside his head about how he shouldn't have left the stroller, he and Finnick were using back in his hustling days, out in the middle of the sidewalk. From the look on the box, it didn't look cheap. He then made his way to the desk where Judy left all his stuff.

"So the great thing about this is that it's a three in one! It's a stroller, but you can also take the seat out to make a baby carrier and car seat-"

"Here." Nick shoved all the cash he had in his wallet in her face. He honestly didn't know how much it was, but the guilt was too much for him to bare. Judy looks at Nick in surprise, he never gives out money. He may be a cop now, but that doesn't mean that all his habits of hustling died with him back at the academy.

"Nick, no," she pushed the cash away from her.

"Please just take it! You've done so much already…" the rabbit looked right in the eyes, not blinking or even breaking eye contact.

"This is what friends do for each other. Trust me. I know how hard and expensive it is to take care of kits. Besides, you'll need that for much more important stuff-Think of it as a kit shower present." She then walked away to get herself ready for work. "You looked cute by the way when I came in." Luckily her back was turned so he didn't see the embarrassment spread throughout her face. 'Did I just tell him I thought he was cute!' I mean sure they are going to live with each other, but they were only going to be roommates. Well only they knew that they were going to be nothing more than roommates, but now that she told the lioness from the coroner that they were a couple, they were going to have to play the part so that social workers wouldn't take Lynn away. "I-I mean because when I walked in, you had Lynn sleeping on your chest and you both looked so peaceful…"

Nick chuckled as he looked at the pup in his arms. "Wait, where did you sleep?"

"I was in my chair, with my head on the desk. Don't worry, it's like a second bed to me. You have no idea how many times I slept on that thing. Oh! And don't forget about your blueberry pancakes!" she pointed as she started to put on her belt and knee pads. "I think I dropped you off at around 4:45, and I got back about 6-ish. So don't worry, I took care of her the whole time for you. Remember she needs to be fed about every 2 hours." Nick's jaw dropped.

"I've been asleep for almost 12 hours!? Why didn't you wake me!"

"You needed to rest." she shrugged.

"So do you! I bet you didn't even sleep at all last night."

"I got plenty. Besides, us bunnies have more than enough energy to spare."

"So what did Bogo say?" Nick had a mouthful of his breakfast at the moment, savoring the taste. Judy was afraid that he asked her that, but she would have to tell him eventually. Luckily time was on her side as she had to start leaving for work.

"Oh, well… You know, he just wanted to know all that happened and all the details of what went down. But he will need to talk to you tomorrow though."

Nick raised an eyebrow, "I thought I was going to talk to him on Monday?"

"Ya well… he needs to talk to you as soon as possible about how to handle a public apology. He wanted you in today but I told him that you needed time to settle down before-"

"Whoa whoa whoa whoa. What exactly do you mean by a public apology?" he did not like where this was heading.

"Nick, you know how this works." She placed her paws on her face "Those cops are going to have to be reprimanded for what they did to you. Bogo just need to talk to you so-"

"They let me go. It's fine. I don't want to make this a big deal. It was just a stupid mistake." He growled.

"No, it wasn't. and you know that. It was unfair and unjust."

"They were just doing their job, Judy," the fox said quietly, "In their defense, it did look odd. So there's no point in making a big deal about this." Judy knew that it was hard for him. He wasn't the type who liked to be open to everyone.

"Well, it's not for me to decide. It's the Chiefs." She then walked close to the door, Lynn is going to need to be fed soon."

"K, thanks…. Have a good day filling out paperwork" he winked. Judy shook her head and said her goodbyes before heading out. Nick then looked at Lynn who was still in his arms. "Just you and me again huh?" Nick finished his breakfast and decided to make another bottle ready for when she woke up. "I defiantly need to put bottles on the list." He grumbled as he had to rewash the same bottle again. And it was not a simple task to do when one of your arms is busy not to wake an infant.

Once that was done, he wanted to set up the stroller. There was no way they were going to stay in this small apartment for another 8 hours at the least. The only problem was where to put Lynn? He then grabbed the blankets from the bed and bunched them up to make a little kit bed, so if she were to wake up, she wouldn't roll over (or move at all for that matter) at least until he could get the carrier ready. After about 20 minutes later, it was done. Perfect timing too, because a certain kit was getting very restless. He quickly took the washed bottle and added the ingredients. He was relieved when she took the bottle right away. After another 30 minutes, they were almost ready to leave.

Nick grabbed his phone and dialed a number, "Hello?" a voice from the other end said after a few rings.

Heeeeeeey Finnick! How you do'n buddy?" You can almost hear the smirk in his voice.

"What do you want Nick?" Finnick was not amused at all.

"So I'm going to need a ride."

"Why don't You ask your bunny friend? Besides, aren't you supposed to be at work right now?"

"It's a long story… but hey where are you? I need to go to the store and pick up a few things and I only got a couple of hours."

"Why don't you just get your damn license already! Instead of dragging mammals along just so you can do your chores." The fox groaned.

"Finnick, this is important. Please?" it was silent for a few minutes until,

"…Fine. But you owe me. Are you at your place?"

"Actually I'm at Judy's" Nick then gave his former partner the address. Once they said their goodbyes and hanged up, Nick placed the pup in the carrier and got dressed.

'I'm here.' Nick's phone buzzed showing a new text. Taking a deep breath, he placed some diapers, and milk supplies in the bottom pouch of the stroller. He grabbed his wallet and keys and clicked the carrier in place. "You ready to see your uncle Toot Toot?" he smiled looking at his niece. He could tell she was awake because she was kicking a little, making grunting sounds, and having her head snuggle to either her paws or the side of the carrier. Nick couldn't help but feel proud.

"What is taking him so long." Finnick was starting to get impatient as he waited outside the apartment building. Then he saw it. Nicholas Piberius Wilde. Pushing a stroller outside of that dumb bunny friend of his apartment complex. "Oh… My… GOD!" The small fox gasped with an open mouth. "You guys actually made a hybrid!" at this point he was roaring with laughter. Nick knew this was going to happen, and figured it was best for him to see it for himself rather than explain over the phone.

"Ok, one." He tried to explain over the loud laughter, "Judy and I aren't even a thing. Two, This fox pup is my-"

"This is too good!" Finnick wiped a tear out of his eye, "You actually had a child with one of your one nightstands! What? She couldn't handle the responsibility?"

"Look. Are you done? We only have a couple of hours before she needs to be fed again. And there is a lot of stuff I need to get ok?"

"Whatever you say, lover boy." Finnick hollered as Nick was getting the car seat ready. Once it was done he hopped into the front seat, where Finnick got a good look at him. "What the hell happened to you?" He was referring to Nick's swollen lip, "When your past fling dropped the kit off, did she punch you or something?"

"Don't ask."

"Oook. So where are we going to?" He started the van.

"I really don't know…. I was hoping you could tell me where the best place to get kit supplies…" Nick could hear a deep threatening growl coming from the left side of him. "BECAUSE! Because, where else would you have gotten your disguise from. You know when we did the whole 'Pawsicle' hustle thing."

"Trust me. You do NOT. Want to get supplies from there."

"Ooooo-k… What about Baaaaaa-by R US?"

Finnick closed his eyes and sighed, "This is not going to be a fun day." Nick couldn't help but grin, as they pulled out into the street.

All three foxes were going aisle to aisle throughout the store, non-knowing what to get. "Why are there so many different types of formula just for fox kits alone!" Nick was frantic, "How do I know what kind is best? This one says 'Strong and Healthy' yet the other one says it will help her brain grow. What if I want all three?"

"Just take both of them and mix them together!" Finnick groaned, Nick shrugged and placed them in the basket.

"What else do kits need?"

"Will You stop asking me like I'm an expert or somethi'n." Not too far off, an arctic fox who worked at the store was having a hard time trying to walk and keep her balance as she was holding a whole stack full of boxes in her arms. They were wobbling and you can tell that they were about to fall over at any moment. Instinctively Nick rushed over to help her.

"Here, let me help you with that." Without waiting for her to respond he took some of the boxes.

"Thank you so much!" she said with a sigh of relief.

"No problem at all." Nick did his cool lazy look.

"No really." She squinted and leaned forward to get a better look at the red fox, "My son, he broke my only pair of glasses this morning, and now I can't see what's in front of me."

"You have a son?"

"Actually I have 4, and 2 daughters, all in one litter."

"Wow… That's impressive."

"Thanks but you should see what my friends and family have." She chuckled, "I'm Coal, by the way, is there anything I could help you with?"

"Actually…. There is," he turned his head towards Finnick and Lynn. "In fact, I'm going to need a lot of help if you're up to it?"

"Oh, of course, what seems to be the problem?" Nick was going to tell her his whole dilemma, but couldn't do it. He felt a lump in his throat getting stronger. Challenging his cool persona. All of a sudden his con instincts kicked in, knowing that he was in danger of letting his emotions run wilde. Before speaking he coughed.

"Well, you see…" all his coolness melted away, instead his ears laid flat, and his face was full of sorrow, "I'm a hard-working fox, and you know what it's like to get ends met." He got her full attention now. "I'm always so busy with work all the time, that I barely have time to do anything else… That's why my dear wife is the one who usually gets the groceries. But… She's really ill right now…" He turned his head away from the vixen, closing his eye as if he was suppressing tears-in a way he was. He didn't know why but it was easier to make up a tragic story rather than tell the truth. "But... for the safety of our youngest kit, we had to get rid of everything to make sure she doesn't catch the illness either…" Finnick mentily groaned.

"Is she going to be alright?" the vixen gasped.

"We hope so… But I have to be strong for"

'Don't do it Nick.' Finnick thought angrily to himself, 'Don't do it!'

"my son over there, you know? It's so heartbreaking to see your own boy asking his mother if she's feeling up to go play outside today…" Coal tried to see Nick's "son" but all it looked like to her was a blur.

"I'm going to be right back ok? Don't you worry, I just need someone to take over for me and then I can help." Nick Mouthed a 'thank you' before she rushed away. With that, Nick walked towards his dear old friend who was not amused.

"What. The. Living. Fuck NICK! Why did you do that!"

"I don't know! I panicked!"

"I'm older than you AND I'M THE ONE WHO CAN DRIVE! Mr. Officer. You couldn't think up any better idea?"

"What was I supposed to say?"

"Oh, I don't know…. THE TRUTH." Finnick hissed.

"Oh! There's an idea!" Nick spat with venom "I'll just walk up to her and say, 'Hi! My twin brother just died yesterday, and I had no idea he existed. But now I have this newborn to take care of, even though I have no idea what I'm doing!'"

"So are you ready?" Coal asked as she walked closer to the foxes.

With that, Nick changed from being mad to be full of sympathy. "Yes, thank you sooo much again." Finnick was really quiet, realizing why he had the kit. Rolling his eyes, and swallowing his last remaining dignity, he played along for his friend.

"What's your name, little guy?" Finnick placed his thumb in his mouth and sucked on it. He then walked to Nick's pants leg and hugged to act like he was shy. "I have kits at home, just about your age." She smiled while handing him a sucker.

"He hasn't been wanting to talk much after the events of his mother...,"

"I understand…" she spoke softly before cooing over the real pup. "So what're their names?"

"This big boy right here is called Fin, and the little girl is Lynn"

"Fin, and Lynn? I love it! So, how old is your daughter?"

"Uhhhhh…. A few days."

"Ok but, 2, 4, what are we talking about here? Because you know they grow up so fast."

"Three….?"

"Oh my goodness…" she looked inside the basket and saw 2 different types of formula, "I hope you're not getting both of these for her."

"Actually, I was planning on mixing… them… together…" he became less and less confident when he saw the look of horror on her face.

"Sir. You do know that could kill her right?"

"What?! No!" he glared at Finnick.

"Sir, even if you were to get too much or less of water or formula, it could make her very sick." Nick didn't know what to say or do. She placed a paw on her white forehead and asked "PLEASE tell me your wife does the feeding to these poor kits." Nick quickly nodded regretting on telling her that stupid story, maybe it would have been easier to tell her the truth after all. "Ok, what is she eating right now?" Nick then handed over the baggy for her to inspect. There was no label, just instructions written on the baggy from a black sharpie.

"The hospital gave it to us…" His voice was quiet. This did not comfort the vixen at all.

"Ok, here," She grabbed a box easily from the 50 others, "This is red fox kit formula. You can get it pretty much anywhere they sell kit food. Just try and keep her on the same diet." Nick nodded, and with that, they were off shopping.

"Just to let you know, I brought a small van here," Nick was thinking of how little space he had in Judy's apartment, "So can we just get the most important stuff?"

"Sure…" She eyed at him.

Once they were done shopping and giving Lynn another bottle, Finnick drove them back to Judy's and helped bring the stuff in. "Hey man," Finnick coughed, "I just want to say that I'm sorry… I didn't think-"

"It's fine Fin, I'm just grateful you could help me today." Nick smiled kindly.

"And look, if you have any problems with anything, you know you can tell me right? I mean we known each other almost our whole lives." Nick nodded in agreement. "Well I better get go'n, you know what it's like to get ends met." He teased.

"Stop. I don't want to know anymore." They agreed that it was for the best if they keep their businesses away from each other. "By the way, if anyone were to ask you about me and Judy; we're a couple."

Finnick looked at him as if he were crazy. "I thought you said you two weren't a thing."

"Ya well, I can't live with Lynn at my place, so Judy told someone that we were a couple, so now we have to act like it so that they don't take her away…" The fox nodded as he closed the door behind him. "Well Lynn, it's just you and me again." He then noticed her getting antsy. Reacting quickly, he went to change her diaper, but also noticed she cried the more he handled her. Soon no matter what he was doing, he couldn't calm her down.

The only think he could think was "Judy…"

BTW if you have any stories you have with babies let me know! I don't have kids! I know some stuff bc my sisters have kids, but I also did some research… so if you have any stories please tell me!

Sooooooo I was just thinking… You know how they have ice cream right? And a lot of food they have has milk in it, right? Well… does that mean cows are getting paid to be milked? It just seems creepy to think of them like that…

Anyway, thank you all for reading this!