Chapter Six: Ice, Ice, Bunny

A/N: Hoo-Wee! Another action-packed, suspenseful chapter. It sure isn't looking good for Judy and Duke. I can't wait to read what happens next! Oh, wait. I'm the one who's writing it, so I already know.

3:37 pm At the ZPD headquarters…

While Wolford was getting freed, Clawhauser got a call at the front desk. "What is it, chief?"

"I-I SOB! Need you up in my office! Code 503."

The fat cheetah's ears drooped. "A 503 hunh? I'll be right up."

Lion officer Johnson was passing by Clawhauser's desk. "Hey, Johnson! Can you watch my desk for a few minutes? I have to go see the chief."

"Sure! Is it an emergency?"

"It's a 503. Classified stuff."

"Oh! Sure. I understand. Probably related to the Big case, I'm sure."

Clawhauser climbed up the steps to the chief's office. "He hasn't ordered a code 503 in a while! It must be bad."

Clawhauser entered Bogo's office. "I'm here, chief."

"Lock the door."

Clawhauser did just that. He then walked over to the chief with open arms. "Come over here, buddy. Get your 503."

Bogo started to bawl uncontrollably as he walked around his desk, dropped to his knees, and gave Clawhauser a huge hug. A code 503 was Bogo's secret way of telling Clawhuaser that he was an emotional wreck and desperately needed a hug.

"She used me, Ben! She used me for information the whole t-hi-himmme!"

"Coach Friedkin?!"

"SOB! Yes! I was such a fool! My marriage was on the rocks, but it could have been saved if I didn't listen to her! Now I find out she not only has these ice powers, but she used me to supply info to the mob! This is all my fault, Ben! It's all my fault!"

"No, it's not, sir!"

"Yes it is! She even had another boyfriend all along! And Growler's a traitor too. Who knows who else?!"

"Wait. She had someone on the side?"

"Sniff! Yes. she calls herself 'Ice Queen' and he's 'Ice King'."

"Did he know she was sleeping with you the whole time?!"

"I suppose so, yes. It was all planned out to coax information from me."

"...Heheheheh!"

"What's so funny?!"

"He's a c#$k!"

Bog thought about it for a moment. "...HAHAHAHAHA!"

"Heeheeheehee! It's true! I bet her feet were cold in bed!"

"You have no idea! HAHAHAHAHOHOHOHOO! Hooo! Thank you, Ben. I needed that."

"You're welcome, sir."

"... You're the best friend I've ever had." He stood up, feeling better. He got his emotional strength back. "Head back to your post. I'm going to interrogate my ex-girlfriend."

Clawhauser saw Bogo's phone flashing. "Looks like you got a call on line one."

It was from the front desk. "Yes? What is it?!"

"I have a person called 'Sniffer' on the line? Apparently, he wants to spill the beans on Mr. Big's operation and how it connects to a lab called 'Chemiracles'."

"Hopps told me she was looking into that! By all means, let's hear what he has to say."

Meanwhile…..

Nick and Snarlov were chasing Growler on the ZPD rooftops. "You can't escape, growler!" Nick shouted. "There's nowhere to go!" He felt a buzz in his pocket and quickly checked his phone. "Sorry, Carrots. Now's a bad time." He canceled her call and kept running.

"I can go anywhere as long as there's light!" Growler shouted. His body changed form into a bright light that was transported to a fixture light bulb on the next roof over.

Nick took a flying leap and just as he was reaching for the other side, Growler flashed a bright light from the light bulb he was transported to. The bright light blinded Nick who barely managed to grab onto the ledge. His fingers were barely holding on and he slipped and started to fall.

Luckily, Snarlov got ahold of him. "I got ya, partner! Looks like I'm a better leaper than you."

"Hey! I was blinded! There he goes!"

They watched as Growler zapped himself from light future to light fixture.

Nick was puzzled. "Ummm… How are we supposed to catch up with him? The dude is going from light bulb to light bulb and is partially made of light!"

"I'm talking to Bogo as we speak," Snarlov replied. "He's having the mayor order a temporary blackout for this block. It's gonna be very temporary since Lionheart doesn't want to upset his voters."

"I still can't believe he got re-elected."

The lights shut off and Growler was once again in physical form. "Dammit!" he growled.

Nick and Snarlov were now running on all fours to catch up. The was a ten-foot drop to the building below. They watched as Growler jumped down, ripped open the door to the roof access, and went below.

"Careful," Nick said. "This might be a trap."

"No kiddin'," Snarlov replied. "This is an old, abandoned car manufacturing plant."

"How do the villains always manage to find an old, abandoned place? You'd think the landowners would eventually drop the rent enough to entice SOME business to come along and take over."

They went inside and it was pitch black. A problem for some mammals, but not for a nocturnal wolf and fox. "We can see just fine in here, Growlson!" Nick shouted. "Come out, come out wherever you are!"

Suddenly, a voice came from above. "Allow me to show you the light!"

Growlson hit a switch and the entire factory came on. Bright lights were everywhere and blinded the two officers momentarily. "GAHH! Enough with the lights already!"

"That blackout really was temporary!" Nick said. "Damn Lionheart!"

"The power they gave me allows me to change my form into light of any kind." Growlson started jumping from light-fixture to light-fixture. "And I can even concentrate, and sharpen into... A LASER BEAM!"

Growlson, in the form of a laser, had pierced Snarlov's leg. "AAARGH!" The arctic wolf yowled in pain.

"EEERGH!" He pierced Nick's shoulder. Growlson's laser beam form bounced around the room from light to light. His attacks were random, but still hitting the two cops on occasion. He was invincible and deadly.

"We have to shut the power off!" Nick shouted.

"We're not gonna make it!" Snarlov shouted.

They ran for it, but hundreds of laser beams bounced around and almost hit them. Stopping them dead in their tracks.

"Nah-Ah-Ah, former partners! I'm not done slowly and painfully killing you yet!"

Nick and Snarlov were doomed, when suddenly. Some sunglasses slid down in front of the cops. Nick was confused. "What the?"

"PUT 'EM ON!" yelled a voice from above. The switch was pulled back down and the lights went off.

Growler reverted back to normal form. All three looked up at the lightswitch. "Wolford!" Nick exclaimed. "I've never been happier to see you!"

"Grab 'da shades and take 'dis bastard out!"

Nick and Snarlov quickly put on the shades as Growler did another flash of light. "GRAAAHH! This isn't over!"

With the sunglasses on, the bright flash didn't affect them. Nick and Snarlov tackled the lion. However, being a lion, his strength was enough to throw them back.

"The two of us aren't enough!" Nick shouted.

"How about 'da three of us?!" Wolford shouted as he ran down and tackled Growlson as well. "We need 'ta rip off his clothes!"

"Wolford, this is not that type of fanfic."

"As I was gettin' out of jail, 'dere was a call. We got some great info! We gotta see if he's wearin' a containment suit! Some of 'dese guys can't control their powers without one!"

"Get off me!" Grolwson shouted.

It was three against one in the dark. The tide was turning. Still, there was clawing, biting, punching, kicking. Nick ripped the officers uniform apart and saw the colorful outfit beneath. "Where's the zipper on this thing?!"

"Just tear it!" Wolford shouted.

"Here it is!" Nick shouted. It wasn't quite a zipper, but he was able to peel off the suit while Wolford and Snarlov held Growlson down.

The lion panicked. "No! You don't know what you're doing!"

He was stripped naked. "Nothing happened," Snarlov noted.

"I have an idea," Wolford replied. "You like light so much, try 'dis!"

Wolford had a flashlight handy and turned it on. The light shone brightly on Growlson. "Nooooo!" He had no control over being absorbed into the flashlight.

" 'Dat's what I thought! Ha! 'Dat was like 'Goatbusters!' "

"Only he might escape if any other light comes on."

Growlson talked from inside the flashlight. "Please don't take me outside! I have no control without the suit! I'll be drawn like a moth to any light shown!"

"Good!" Nick replied. "Maybe I'll just light a match."

"Noo! I'll burn to ash!"

Wolford took off his shirt and wrapped the flashlight in it. "I can't turn 'dis off until we get a proper room back at 'da station."

Nick had a question. "How'd you get here so fast?!"

"I had time. While you two were runnin' around, I took 'da squad car. I knew 'dere was only one buildin' connectin' to 'da precinct, so it was easy 'ta track you from 'dere."

"Well, thank God you did, or we would have been dead."

"Nah. 'Da only ones who are gonna be dead are 'da cops who were oglin' my naked girlfriend!"

Earlier elsewhere…

"Darn! He's not answering!" Judy shouted. She was frustrated that she couldn't call Nick to update him on their situation.

Finnick was driving the van to Mr. Big's mansion. They had a little bit of time to catch up with others on the phone. "Hey, Judy. Call my wife and see how the kids are doin'."

"Way ahead of you," Judy replied. "Just how bad was the explosion?"

"Like a mini-nuke. Most likely, everything's gone," Finnick replied. "I've never seen an explosion that huge."

Greg looked over at Finnick. "So…. no TV?"

"No."

"No video games?"

"No."

"Mr. Jingles is gone too, hunh?"

"Most likely."

Mr. Jingles was a stuffed rabbit that Greg had a strong attachment to. It was a gift from the birth mother he never knew. Judy gently petted the boy's head.

"It's okay," Greg replied. "I was too attached to that ratty, old thing. Besides, my real mother's in this van with me."

Judy kissed him on the head. "That's right, sweetie. OH! I finally got through! Mom! How are you?!"

"Don't 'Mom' me! Other than having a wound in the leg, my house completely destroyed, and a burned grandson, I'm fine! This is what happens when you bring your work home with you, Judy! The doctor says Joe's face will never be the same again!"

"I'm so sorry! How bad is Joseph?!"

"His face is bandaged up, but I can send you the before pictures. Did you save the kids?"

"Yes. Firefox and Sniffer are cuffed and I got a text that the police were on their way to pick them up as we speak."

"They're gonna have a tough time with that fire guy."

"No, they won't. Mom, I got great news!"

"Stop calling me 'mom'! I'm furious at you!"

"Sugar has powers too! She can fly and spread these…. These golden spores that completely heal someone! She's like a pixie!"

"So that's why they were calling her an experiment?!"

"Yes! Duke even got his full leg back! It grew right in front of us! It was gross, but it really happened! If that's the case, then she should be able to restore Joseph's face back to normal! She even robbed the villains of their powers!"

"Good! I wanna go down to the station and give them a piece of my mind!"

"Calm down, mo-... Vivian. I'll make sure justice is served."

Vivian started to cry. "It's not just my injury or that Joseph was hurt. They took everything from me! They took John from me! All my family photos! All the videos of me, John and young Nick! They're gone! All gone! BAWW-HAWW-HAWW!"

Judy looked over at Finnick and noticed he was weeping a little too. Even though Jon was her ex-husband, he knew how much he meant to her. "I'm so sorry, baby," Finnick said.

"Finn, was… was some of that in the basement?"

"A little bit, yes."

"It might still be there. The only thing that might have survived that explosion was the basement."

"I really hope so. How are the pups?"

"They're fine. Should I get their rabies shots while I'm here? They're old enough now."

"Ha-Ha! Sure. Just expect a lot of yipe-ing and howling."

Judy took over the phone again. "Can I talk to Joseph?"

"They got him under right now and are working on his face. The adrenaline wore off and he started to feel the pain. Judy… He was so brave. I-If it wasn't for him giving us the chance to fight back, we wouldn't have made it. He… "Sniff!"... He saved our lives and paid the price for it! But even after all that, he kept a positive attitude. He's happy because he found out he's actually eight. He's also happy because that possum girl kissed him. H-He's very, very strong. SOB! I-I have to g-.. What's that sweetie? Penny says 'hi' and wants her mommy to make sure to stop all of the bad guys."

Judy chuckled. "I will. We're almost there. I have to go, Vivian."

"Be safe. Protect my grandkids!"

"I will!"

"I sent the photos. Goodbye."

"Bye."

She hung up. Judy went to the images Vivian had texted her and was horrified at what she saw. Her paw went over her mouth as tears flowed down her cheeks. "My boy! My poor, baby boy!" The reality of the situation finally set in.

She gave the phone to Bandit and the possum girl started to weep too. "H-He told me that I was so beautiful… "Sniff!" Me! An ugly possum. And how did I pay back his compliments?! I tricked him, kissed him with three of me, and then left."

"Yer not ugly!" Duke replied. "Now, me? I'm ugly. Even fer a weasel."

Finnick chuckled. "Bandit, that kiss of yours was all he was talkin' about at Emergency."

"Yeah?!"

"Yeah, he really likes you. That kid saved our lives. Without his distraction, me and Viv wouldn't have been able to fight back and escape."

Bandit blushed and smiled. "He's so brave... Well, looks like I have no choice. I owe him and your family. Looks like I'll just HAVE to go out with the jerk!"

"You don't have to," Finnick replied.

"Shut up! Yes, I do! It's my fault he got hurt and your house blew up!"

Greg started to tease Bandit. "Bandit likes Joseph! Bandit likes Joseph!"

This made Bandit blush. "Shut up!"

Finnick stopped the van. "We're here."

Greg looked. "I don't see it."

"It's that mansion over there. We're a block over. You don't just park in front of the Big's home. That's suicide."

Judy got out of her seat and went to the back of the van. "Okay, here's the plan. Despite being a cop, I'm in good standing with the Bigs, so I'll be going with Duke. Bandit, I need you to hold onto this stack of cash and make about 15 of you. That should be enough to fill the briefcase and pay off what Duke owes."

"Sixteen," Finnick replied. "That first stack is mine! Remember?! The kid stole it from me."

"Right. After that, Duke and I will make a bargain with Mr. Big. If we're not back in 30 minutes…"

"Wait another 30 minutes!" Duke added. He got a scowl from Judy. "What?! You know how 'dey are! It might be rude to leave early. You don't know what can happen!"

"I'm going too!" Bandit insisted.

Judy refused. "No! It's too dangerous!"

"What if they refuse?! I can take a bunch of me and sneak in through the back and look for Smokey!"

"You'll do no such thing! You're going to wait here with Greg and Finnick!"

"But Judy!"

Duke interrupted. "No buts! She's a hunnerd percent right! I don't want you gettin' hurt!"

"I can send my dupes!"

"'Dey are a part of you! If one of 'dem dies, it's like you dyin'!"

"I'm not afraid to die!"

"Yeah, and 'dat scares me. When 'dis is all over, we're havin' a long talk. Now, you still have a part in this. Hold onto this cash, and make fifteen more Bandits."

"Fine." She grabbed the cash and started multiplying.

"Woah! Take it outside!" Duke replied as it started getting way too cramped.

"Alright!" she said with anger.

As she walked outside, Judy talked to the others. Finnick, protect them, and drive away if there's any sense of danger. Greg, your job is to protect Sugar."

"Okay, mom! At least I have SOME part in this plan."

"Ha! That's the spirit. Okay, Bandit! We're heading out. It might be cramped, but all sixteen of you should fit inside."

"It's gonna be too warm inside!" She complained.

"This is Tundratown! Would you rather freeze outside?"

"...No."

"Good! It's gonna be chilly for us as it is. Especially poor Duke with his tank top. Let's go, Duke."

The others watch as Duke and Judy left and went across the street. Judy pressed the button and it buzzed. A voice came from the other side. "Who is it?!"

"Hi! Judy Hopps here! I'm a close friend of Fru-Fru. Is she in today?! I'm here with a friend who wants to pay off his debt to Mr. Big and since I'm practically family, I thought I'd come with him and say 'hi'!"

There was a moment of tense silence when finally, they heard a buzz. "BZZZT!" The door slowly swung open and they tepidly made their way across the lawn.

Duke had a request for Judy. "Listen, Hopps. I-I know I ain't been the best dad 'ta these kids."

"What?! I thought everyone taught their kids how to live a life of crime."

"It's called 'survival' ya over-privileged corn-fed country bunny! I'm sayin' 'dis life ain't good for her. I know 'dat! I tried 'ta push her away at first, but she wouldn't leave. I love her and Smokey and I want what's best fer 'dem. Hopps, you're what's best for 'dem."

"... You want me to adopt your children?"

"I want 'dem to be together and have a better life 'dan what I can provide. You know I'm just gonna wind up in jail again. Besides, I hear ya adopt all 'da time. Ya got four kids, what's two more to a bunny?"

"She'll never accept me. She loves you too much."

" 'Dat's why I gotta push her away for good. I'm just a petty thief. A smelly bum. She deserves a lot better."

Judy was touched by the way Duke was speaking. "You know what? You may be a petty thief, but deep down, you got a good heart. We'll talk about this later. We're here."

The door opened and a polar bear appeared. "Hello, Kevin it's been a WH-"

Kevin grabbed both by the torso and almost made their heads pop off. "I'd be concerned if 'dis wasn't 'da usual treatment I get around here," Duke replied.

The polar bears put Judy and Duke on Mr. Big's desk. Mr. Big was there, along with Fru-Fru and her husband, George.

"Judy!" Fru-Fru said excitedly. "Long time, no attempted icing!"

"Ha-ha...ha. Nice to see you too. Is my goddaughter here?"

"Nah, little Judy and baby Nicky are with my Georgie-Poo's sister right now over in Little Rodentia. It's noice 'ta see ya! We nevah get 'ta talk anymore!"

"Oh, well… you know how it is! Being on opposite sides of the law and all."

Mr. Big had a joke. "Speaking of, how'd you officers like the Bar Mitzvah?!"

The polar bears all laughed. Judy laughed nervously. "Hahahaha….yes. The chief really didn't like that one."

"The niceties are over. You come into my house, uninvited with ol' what's his face. Duke Nuke'm?"

"W-Weaselton sir. Duke Weaselton."

"Why are you two here?"

"M-My kid, Smokey. I-I've been doing a lot of odd jobs a-and I ummm… have the money to pay you back so he can come home."

"How much?"

"Fifteen thou...sand." Duke got a huge, terrifying chill up his spine. "E-Excuse me fer a moment." Duke leaned in to whisper to Judy. "H-Hopps?!"

"Yea?"

"We got a big problem."

"What is it?!"

"'Dis briefcase just got a heck of a lot lighter in my paws!"

"... Sweet cheese and crackers!"

Moments earlier…

Bandit was getting annoyed at Greg's questions. "Okay, it happened once! I didn't quite make it to the bathroom and when we absorbed we were both wet. Why did you ask such a gross question?!"

"I'm just getting an idea of your powers! If you punched your dupe in the face, would you have a bruise when you absorbed?"

"Actually, I did scratch my dupe once by accident and the scar was still there when...AAAHHH something's wrong!"

"What?! What's happening?!"

Bandit doubled over in pain. She then noticed her dupes were dissolving. "Oh no! Absorb! Absorb!"

The one who didn't dissolve absorbed back into her. Finnick was surprised. "What the hell happened?!"

"I-I don't know! It was supposed to last an hour!"

Greg thought for a moment. "You maxed out at sixty, right?"

"Right."

"How many multiples did you make?"

"Fifteen."

"And one dupe can only last sixty minutes, right?"

"Yeah, so?"

"What if sixty is the max time for just one, but it shortens the more you make? So sixty Bandits would last one minute. How long would fifteen be?"

"Ummm… Fifteen is one-fourth of sixty so… four minutes! I only had four minutes! Oh crap! They're gonna open that briefcase and find only one thousand dollars!"

Finnick shuffled in his seat. "Ummm…. It's worse than that."

"What do you mean?!"

Finnick showed his stack of bills. "I kept my stack. Remember?!"

Bandit tried to bolt out the door, but Finnick grabbed her as she turned the corner. "Let go!" she screamed. "They'll kill him!"

"They'll kill you for sure!" Finnick argued. "We got to have faith in your father and Judy. The last thing they'd want is for you to get hurt."

Bandit bowed her head in defeat. "O-Okay."

Finnick smiled. "That's a good girl. You heard what she said. She's friends with Mr. Big's daughter. She'll get it all settled."

What Finnick didn't see was that when Bandit out of the van and slightly out of Finnick's eyesight, made a duplicate of herself. Bandit distracted Finnick and, Greg, to look out the other window so her duplicate could run across the street. "Hey! What's that over there?!"

"Where?!" Finnick asked.

"Over there. By the pole."

"I don't see anything!"

"Must have been my imagination."

Meanwhile…

Mr. Big had one of his men holding Judy and Duke over the ice pit. "You come to my house, uninvited, and bring me an empty briefcase?!"

"We were had!" Duke replied. "There was money in the briefcase when we closed it! Honest!"

One polar bear kept staring at Duke. "Hey, Koslov. Didn't we ice this guy before?"

"We only threatened to ice him."

"You sure?"

"Sure I'm sure!"

"Oh, okay. I thought he looked kinda familiar."

Mr. Big directed his attention to Duke. "Let me make something very clear to you, Mr. Weaselton. We had no intention of ever giving you that child back. You're not his real father anyway. He's better off with us."

Duke was in tears. "B-But… you promised you'd give him back! I did all those jobs for you!"

"And they're appreciated. Now, unless you want to end up iced and your little girl taken too, you'll keep doing whatever we ask. As far as you go, Judy… "

Fru-Fru interrupted. "Ice her, Daddy!"

Judy was shocked. "Wh-What?!"

"You heard me! Ya treat me like I don't exist anymore! You nevah wanted me around because my daddy's a mafia boss!"

"Th-that's not true! It was complicated! I had to keep sneaking around! I still follow you on social media and like your comments!"

"'Dats not enough! Daddy, I want her iced!"

"Sweetheart, we need to lay low while Frost is helping us build an army. Besides, I don't want this kind of life for you."

"What are you sayin', Daddy?"

"Daddy has some unfinished business. Then, in about a year, I want us to retire."

"Whaddya mean, 'us'?! I'm supposed 'ta take over 'da family business!"

"I don't want this kind of lifestyle for you or my grandchildren. I just want peace now."

"Oh, Daddy!" Fru-Fru went over and hugged her father. She then kissed him on the forehead, followed by above both eyes.

Mr. Big was confused… and scared. "Honey, why did you give me the kiss of dea-"

BLAM!

Fru-Fru pulled out the gun she had in her purse and shot her own father in the chest. Everyone was in stunned silence. They could not believe what they just saw.

The old shrew fell over. "Fru-Fru… COUGH! Why?!"

"Why?! I'm not about to give up having all this power! It's my turn now! I love you Daddy, but you have to go."

"P-Power will only lead to more suffering…. It was never about power. It was about my family. I.. I only wanted the best for you. I… love… y-" He passed over and died.

George was happy. He ran over and kicked Mr. Big's corpse. "Ha-Ha! Suck it, old man! We're in power now!"

"Georgie?"

"Yes, honey?!"

BLAM!

"Don't ever disrespect my daddy! I may have killed him, but I still loved him. I only wanted you fer 'da kids anyway. You was startin' to annoy me."

She then started bossing the polar bears around. "What 'da hell's takin' so long?! Do yer job and ice 'em already!"

Frost grabbed Fru-Fru and squeezed her until her eyes almost popped out. "Do you know what you've just done?!"

"I...I… ACKK!"

"I LOVED your father! He always treated us not just as bodyguards, but part of the family! And you…. YOU KILLED HIM! I had plans, Fru. Plans I wasn't going to set into motion until your father's retirement because I loved and respected him!"

He threw her back on the desk. She was terrified. "I-I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

"Sorry's not enough. Now I'll have to set my plans into motion. I only have a few men here at the mansion. They were test subjects loyal to me and Mr. Big. The rest are not just the child soldiers I'm growing at Chemiracles, but loyal mammals scattered all around the city. Some are even in your precious police department, Mrs. Wilde."

"We know," Judy replied.

"Now, I have to set my plans into motion tonight before they learn that the Big family is dead."

Fru-Fru was terrified. "N-Not all the Bigs, right? What about me?!"

"I won't touch your children or your sister-in-law. We will honor your father by protecting Little Rodentia as we have been."

Frost then picked up Fru-Fru by the scruff of her neck. "As far as you go, you'll be given more honor than you deserve. I'm going to have you, and your father preserved forever."

"H-How?"

Mr. Fost set Fru-Fru back down and picked up Mr. Big's corpse. He lovingly folded his arms, then put him over both paws. An icy fog could be seen coming from the polar bear's paws. When he was done, Mr. Big was encased in a perfect block of ice. "I shall place him above this office in a glass case as a loving monument. As cold as it is, the ice should not thaw. You, dear Fru-Fru, will be joining him. "

"Wait! Wait!"

Fru-Fru tried to runoff the desk, but Frost grabbed her and shoved her between his paws. Within seconds, she was frozen solid in a block of ice. A look of terror completely frozen on her face.

"Take comfort that you will now be with your father forever."

The Big family was no more. "Our family is in charge now!" Frost shouted. Tonight, the entire city will be ours, and I, the Ice King shall reign supreme!" He then looked over to see Kevin still had Judy and Duke dangling. "You two are still here? Well, I'm sorry, but we can't have any witnesses. I could freeze you myself, but I like to do things the old-fashioned way. Ice them!"

"No! No, Wait!" Judy pleaded as Kevin threw her into the ice pit.

"Judy!" Duke screamed. He bit Kevin's thumb which made him let go and Duke dived head-first into the icy pit as well.

"Why'd he dive in?!" Kevin asked. "Is he crazy?!"

"Who knows?" Frost replied. "Shut the trap door."

Judy was desperately kicking her legs and trying to swim, but the sharp cold was causing her body to stiffen and shut down. She was blacking out. The last thing she saw before passing out was an outstretched paw heading in her direction.