-Scientific Spring Part 1-

"Trisha you have some mail!" Peggy shouted from the kitchen.

The older brown bunny chuckled as she heard a pair of tiny paws scampering down the hallway. Her daughter nearly overshot the turn into the kitchen in her eagerness. Peggy adored how her daughter loved getting mail. At first, she had been a little hesitant and always read over what came in for her daughter. Soon though she started to trust Trisha and her little hobby of writing to different pen pals from all over. Today Trisha had two postcards from two rather interesting places. While Peggy wanted to read what was being said on the postcards she still wanted her daughter to have some kind of independence.

Trisha was still in her pajamas since today was a Saturday there wasn't much of a reason to get ready for the day too early. Peggy however still gave Trisha a rather judgmental look.

"And why are we still not dressed for the day?" Peggy asked as she dried her paws on her apron and set the pan she had previously been cleaning down in the sink.

"Because it's Saturday?" Trisha asked mischievously as she took a step back.

"That doesn't give you the excuse of sitting around in your pajamas all day young lady," Peggy said sternly. "You need to go take a shower."

"In a second," Trisha said as she reached for the postcards but was stopped by her mother who tossed a towel on top of the small pile of letters.

"Now young Bun or I'm tossing you into the sink and washing you myself!"

Trisha's ears fell behind her head, knowing full well that this was no idle threat. Trisha quickly darted from the kitchen, already unbuttoning her pajama top. There was a surprised yelp from the hallway seconds later.

"Mom Trisha is running around the house naked again!" Came one of Trisha's brothers.

"I know," Peggy grumbled from the kitchen.

"Why is this accepted as normal behavior? This is not normal behavior!" Trisha's brother Marcus shouted.

"For Trisha weird stuff is normal," Came another voice.

"I am only weird because I have weird brothers!" Trisha shouted before a door closed down the hall.

"I swear that bun of mine," Peggy mumbled, but her lips curled. She had to admit that though Trisha was a bit odd and mischievous she absolutely loved her daughter and her free spirit. While some mothers bragged about their daughters being well behaved little princesses who played dress up Peggy proudly defended her little tombun who would come home covered in mud and sticks but with the biggest smile on her face. While the other mothers complained about little squabbles their daughters were having with other does or bucks Peggy would get phone calls from parents how their kits wanted Trisha to spend the night or maybe have a playdate soon. She especially found it amusing since it wasn't just coming from bunny families but species of all shapes and sizes. Trisha had never really seen mammals for their species but for how much fun they could all have together or how nice they were…or how much fun she could have pestering them.

A few minutes later Peggy heard a Trisha hurrying down the hall again. She turned to smile at Trisha only to roll her eyes, the brown bunny looked like a giant puffball wrapped up in a towel.

"Trisha! You aren't even dressed," Peggy chuckled.

Trisha had obviously just jumped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around her tiny frame. A proud look on her face as her bright blue eyes went to her mother.

"I believe the orders were to take a shower, the rest of the instructions were unclear," Trisha said with a smirk.

"Can we sell her at the next garage sale?" Came one of Trisha's brothers down the hall.

A few minutes later Peggy had finished up her tasks in the kitchen and was sitting on Trisha's bed as she brushed her daughter's fur. Trisha sat between her mother's legs, still wrapped in a towel, with her attention on the postcards in her paws.

The first one had an image of a giant carrot with a blue ribbon on it. The postal mark said it had been stamped at the BunnyBurrow post office. The handwriting was actually rather neat and written in a somewhat clumsy cursive, the writer still learning how to make the letters swirl together.

Dear Trisha,

Thank you for the last postcard. The aquarium in Manta Bay looks amazing. I mentioned the science camp to my parents but they said that we have to save money for the farm since one of the tractors is on its last legs. Sarah and I will try and save our allowances for next year. She is really excited and wants to see you. Hopefully, we can come and visit you in the summer!

Sincerely,

Judy Hopps

P.S.

The next line of text was in a different paw and Trisha wiggled excitedly knowing it had come from her favorite multi-colored bunny.

Hi Trisha! I miss you a lot. Please come here soon!

Sarah.

Trisha let out a sad sigh as her ears drooped.

"What's wrong my little blue bun?" Peggy asked as she leaned down and nuzzled the top of Trisha's head.

"Judy and Sarah can't make it to the camp…" Trisha informed her mother with a sad sigh as she closed her eyes.

The Manta Bay Aquarium Science Camp was the camp was the place to go to whenever it was available. They normally had classes during certain school breaks. The winter camp was rather short but fun as they learned about the arctic regions of the globe.

The spring camp was even more fun as the campers were taken out on a boat to sail the bay while a counselor told them all about the deep trench that sat at the bottom of the bay. They would also explore the shores and looked at the different ecosystems that had developed around the water's edge. Sometimes they would be taken to an old lighthouse which had a series of buildings nearby that were dedicated to studying the sea. Of course, the big event was the sleepover at the end of the camp. The campers would bring sleeping bags and the likes and get to stay overnight in the aquarium in front of the large tanks. Many of the campers enjoyed falling asleep as they watched the many different sea creatures lazily swim by.

Sure it was Spring break and most mammals would want to be out visiting theme parks or sleeping in. The Manta Bay Spring Camp though was actually a lot of fun and had an array of activities. Plus most of the local kits went so it was a chance to hang out with friends.

Oh, and who could forget the junk food? Pizza, beetle burgers, and tons of sweets. While the brochure promised balanced meals everyone knew what was really on the menu. Most of the parents not caring if their kits and pups had a little bad food during their camp.

Trisha had invited both Nick and Judy to come to Manta Bay to take part in the camp. While she used the camp as an excuse there were some other reasons she wanted them to come over. While she had been sending each of them postcard after postcard the other two had really not been talking very much. Trisha had a feeling as to why because every time she wrote to one of them asking about the other the topic was brushed aside.

They like like each other! I know it! Just have to get them to know it too!

Trisha flipped to the other postcard in her paw. The image was of a giant palm tree. Only upon closer inspection did Trisha realize it was actually a giant building in the shape of a palm tree.

The writing on this postcard was far messier than Judy's. But that was to be expected when getting a note from a boy. Trisha had grown used to messily written notes from boys. One boy in particular. She had saved every one of those notes from the cute painted dog in her class. Hiding them in a lunchbox in her room that she knew her mother would never find. Peggy, however, had found it after the first week. She just neglected to tell her daughter about it. Of course, Peggy did enjoy discussing it with Delta's mother. The two gushing over how cute puppy love was.

Dear Trisha,

Thanks for the invitation to the Aquarium camp. We don't have anything like that here in Zootopia. I talked to my mom and I am afraid I can't go. She says we just can't afford it right now. I am planning on picking up a paper route and saving so I can join you all next year. Is Judy coming this year? If she is will you tell her Hi for me? Can't wait to hear about how it goes.

-Nick Wilde.

While the news about Nick not making it to the camp as well was disheartening Trisha felt her heart begin to race.

He mentioned Judy! He did! He likes likes her! Oh my gosh, we need them to get together.

"Nick can't make it either?" Peggy asked, having read some of the postcards over her daughter's shoulder before brushing Trisha's brown fur.

"No, said he can't afford it," Trisha said sadly. "But he is gonna try and save money for next year. They both are."

"Sometimes families have to save their money sweetie, it doesn't make them bad mammals they just need to-" Peggy began but noticed how Trisha's ears raised.

"Save money…" Trisha mumbled. "Raise money…"

"Trisha, I know that ear stance," Peggy said playfully.

Trisha got up and turned to her mother with a wicked smile on her pretty face.

"Mom, do we have any lemons?"

Winter was still lingering in the air over Manta Bay. Light gray clouds covered the skies and the occasional rain shower was not only possible but expected daily. During the months closer to summer the city would see more blue skies but during the winter the sun didn't have many chances to shine down and warm up the residents of the seaside city.

Even though the weather was somewhat miserable it didn't stop mammals from going about their days. Many residents had grown used to the clouds and how they would block out the rays of light from the sun.

"Trisha…" Emily grumbled, the fox leaning back in her small folding chair that she had dragged from home so she could sit behind a wooden booth that had been hastily assembled on a street corner in their neighborhood. "It's like 60 degrees out…"

"Your point?" Trisha asked as she rocked back and forth on the balls of her feet, scanning the sidewalk for potential customers.

"My point…." Emily groaned as she stretched her arms upwards before looking at her friend. "We should be selling something warm not.."

"Lemonade is all I could make on short notice," Trisha shot back as she turned to wink at Emily. Her small brown body was bundled up in a winter jacket and baggy jeans, obviously paw me downs from one of her brothers.

"I know but…Trish seriously.." Emily let out a sigh as she looked at their tip jar which only contained a pawful of coins.

"Don't you wanna see your cousin again?" Trisha asked as she skipped over and wiggled her body up onto the small folding chair Emily was currently occupying. The fox chuckled as she opened her arms and helped the small bunny up onto her lap, wrapping her friend up in a hug. The bunny kept her eyes on the street, hoping to find another customer.

"I do, I love spending time with Nick," Emily explained as she put her head between the bunny's ears which were currently high in the air, hoping to pick up someone's pawsteps. "But the camp is way out of our range. I mean even if we pool our allowances together.."

"Don't be so negative," Trisha shot back.

"I'm just being realistic."

"Maybe we should rob the bank," Trisha suggested playfully as she started to kick her feet back and forth.

"Or maybe we should think of something else to sell," Emily suggested. "So I can get why we need Nick here. But what about Judy. Don't get me wrong she seems nice but is there some other reason?"

"No reason," Trisha said as she wiggled in Emily's arms, getting a little more comfortable.

"You sure?"

"Yup…"

"Nothing to do with you wanting to date Delta but are worried because you don't want to be the only canine bunny couple?" Emily said simply. She smirked when he felt Trisha tense up in her arms

A skunk from their class came walking around the corner and froze when he saw the lemonade stand.

"Matt!" Trisha shouted as she wriggled free of Emily's grasp. "Come buy some lemonade!"

"I bought some this morning," The skunk said as he tried to beat a hasty retreat.

"That was then, you're thirsty now I can tell!" Trisha shouted as she chased after the skunk who tried but failed to escape, a defeated look on his face when Trisha leaped on his back and pinned him to the grass next to the sidewalk. Of course, pinned wasn't the best word since the bunny was small and light the skunk could have easily escaped but he knew better than to try and run from Trisha, sometimes it was best to just play dead.

Emily couldn't help but chuckle at her friend's antics. The doe pleading with her skunk friend to buy more lemonade. While Emily did want to help her cousin Nick get a ticket to the spring camp she had her suspicions as to why Trisha was so dedicated to this cause. She had a feeling it had something to do with a certain event that had happened at school a few weeks prior.

"Emily tell Trisha I already bought some lemonade!" Matt shouted from the grass as Trisha crossed her legs and sat down on the skunks back.

"Don't know Matt…" Emily said with a mischievous grin. "You do look kind of thirsty."

In another part of the neighborhood, three painted dogs stood patiently in front of a door. Each of them was gifted with a different color for their fur pattern. One of them had the standard dark brown like most painted dogs. One had a red tint, while the other seemed to be more gifted with white splotches. Though they were all part of the same litter they were each their own unique individual.

The one with the darkest of fur reached up and rang the doorbell before taking a step back and standing in front of the door that was almost as tall as him, the residents obviously being of a small class size.

A prairie dog opened the door and smiled up at the three canines before him.

"Good afternoon sir," the first painted dog began in a polite and formal manner. "My name is Delta. My brother, sister, and I are trying to raise money for some friends to go to the Aquarium camp coming up. We were wondering if you have any chores or housework you need done?"

The prairie dog took a sip from the coffee mug in his paw and gave them a pensive look as he thought things over.

"Honey, who is it?" Came a lovely voice from inside the home.

"Its Larry's pups," The prairie dog shouted over his shoulder. He then turned to look at the three canines patiently waiting on his porch. "Hey, I keep forgetting to ask your father. What's with the names?"

"Names sir?" Bravo, the painted dog with the red tint to his fur asked.

"I don't think I understand," Echo chimed in.

"Honey!" A lovely prairie dog came running down the hall and put a paw forcefully on her husband's shoulder. "Remember, we don't ask those questions!"

"Oh geez I'm sorry pups," The embarrassed mammal exclaimed while looking at the three unphased painted dogs before him. A look of revelation came over his face just seconds later. "Wait I think I have something."

"Sir?" Delta asked excitedly, his tail swishing slightly.

"How good are you all at painting fences?"

"Honey! Did you just ask painted dogs if they were good at painting?"

"I have 5 bucks extra for each of you if you forget what I said here today along with payment if you paint the fence."

"Make it 6," Echo said with a smirk.

Ten minutes later the three painted mammals were standing next to a fence that was roughly all their heights. It would only take them a short while to paint but that didn't stop Bravo from bringing up what he and his sister were both thinking.

"Delta, what day is it?" The red tinted dog asked as he dunked his paintbrush in one of the open cans and then brought it to the weather-worn fence.

Delta's ears flicked and he tilted his head as he looked at his brother, "Its Saturday. How did you forget?"

"Oh, it's Saturday?" Bravo asked as he turned to look at his brown furred brother. "Then why are we here on our day off when we should be curled up watching cartoons with the rest of our pack?!"

"Don't forget about Service-" Delta began.

"Don't you use that Service over Self junk! You don't get to use that card every time you want to impress that bunny from school."

"Ohhhhhhhh." Echo teased as her tail began to sway. "Tell 'em Bravo."

Delta growled at his siblings but grinned all the same.

"Just saying, I think sis and I have earned an explanation," Bravo pointed out as he put his paintbrush down and crossed his arms.

"Yeah!" Echo said as she stuck out her tongue.

"Well Trisha wants to raise money so Nick and Judy can join us at the spring camp this year," Delta said calmly as he continued painting his part of the fence.

"Trisha," Both Echo and Bravo said in unison as they gave each other knowing looks before looking back at their brother in a smug manner.

Delta took in a deep breath before putting his own paintbrush down and looking at his fellow painted canines.

"You like her?" Echo asked with a wink.

"Why does it matter?" Delta asked as he threw his paws in the air.

"Well if ya don't then I guess we can just head back and watch some cartoons," Bravo said as he turned to his sister and nodded.

Before the two painted dogs could leave however their brother stepped forward, "Wait!"

Both Bravo and Echo stopped to stare at their brother.

"So…a few weeks ago…" Delta began.

Across the city inside the glass ceiling platform of the Manta Bay Train station, a pair of wolves disembarked an old silver train car. The pair were still in the same conversation they had been when they entered the city limits.

"I just can't believe him ya know?" One of the she-wolves asked with a depressed tone in her voice. Though lovely in figure the poor gray furred creature's eyes were red and irritated as if she hadn't slept in days. Her companion reached out and gave her friend a gentle pat on the back.

"Listen, Becky," The black wolf of the pair began as she tried to comfort her friend. "Males are idiots. I know he meant a lot to you but he is an idiot and doesn't deserve an awesome wolf like you."

"I know Mallory, its just….I needed the comfort is all," Becky began to explain. "Like you and Nate have."

"Well, Nate is pretty awesome."

Becky looked at her friend who winced.

"But don't worry, I am sure you will find someone soon, someone who will realize what an amazing…smart…" Mallory trailed off as they passed a small makeshift A-frame sign.

A painted dog with a kind of yellow tint to his fur stood by the sign, an open mouth smile on his face as he waved at passing travelers. Several mammals stared at the young painted pup and chuckled. Most weren't sure what was more amusing. The painted dog's happy expression or the sign that said: Hugs $1!

Mallory closed her eyes and chuckled, shaking her head as she continued down the train platform.

"Worse comes to worse we can come back and buy you a hug," Mallory giggled at her own comment but suddenly noticed just how quiet Becky had become. After a second of silence, the black wolf turned to her friend who was oddly absent. "Becky?"

After looking from side to side Mallory finally turned around and had to stifle her laughter. Back next to the A-frame sign was her friend who had her arms wrapped around the small painted dog who was shaking with excitement as he held the larger female wolf around the waist. Becky must have heard her friend and looked up, a light blush on her face.

"I paid for 5 hugs, so you're just gonna have to wait!" The gray wolf called out before nuzzling into the painted pup once more who snorted with happiness.

Much to Mallory's surprise, a line started to form up behind Becky. Before the line got too long, however, Mallory slipped into the queue. Deciding to see if the hug was really worth paying for.

It was.

It wasn't until the next week that the group of hard working kits managed to get together. Trisha inviting her friends over to her place for lunch which Peggy happily provided. All of their parents had been somewhat proud of their little ones for taking on such a selfless endeavor. So much so that they decided to pitch in the difference if the gang couldn't raise enough. This was a last resort though. It had been Delta's parents who pitched the idea, wanting to reward the group for such hard work and service. Peggy and Jean, of course, were more than happy to agree to the terms. Atom's mother had gushed to all of them when she found out what her little pup had done, having gotten a call from a family friend about what Atom had been up to at the train station.

"I swear he is just too sweet. I need to go with my camera next time!" The painted dog squealed over the phone when she spoke to Trisha and Emily's mothers.

"Peggy you should to get pictures of them counting the money," Jean suggested. "This needs to go in the scrapbook."

"Oh, I like that idea!"

"Mom!" Trisha groaned after what felt like the 4th picture had been taking. "We are trying to eat here!"

"Oh hush and scoot closer to Delta so I can get a picture for his parents," Peggy insisted.

Both Trisha and Delta's eyes went wide, neither of them looking at one another. Delta scooted a little over on the floor and Trisha did the same.

Emily and Atom watched, a pair of smug smirks spreading across their lips.

"Say cheese!" Peggy instructed.

The two embarrassed looking mammals looked at the camera and smiled. A flash temporarily blinding them as Peggy snapped a picture.

Once she was satisfied she had gotten enough pictures and had thoroughly embarrassed her daughter Peggy retreated to the other room, leaving the group to enjoy the sandwiches she had made them.

"Ok, so now that that is over," Trisha grumbled, neglecting to scoot away from Delta, their legs pressed against one another.

"I think that was a cute picture, what about you Atom?" Emily asked with a smug smile. A bag of chips landed on the side of her head and fell to the floor.

"Dang almost made that one," Trisha chuckled.

Emily snorted, even though she had been smacked with a bag of chips it was well worth making the small brown bunny blush, a light red going up the inside of the doe's ears.

"So Emily and I managed to raise some money, it's not much…" Trisha admitted as she pulled a wad of crumpled up money out of a jar that had been resting next to her.

"Told ya we should have done hot chocolate instead," Emily grumbled as she nibbled at her PB and j sandwich, a small amount of jelly smearing on her muzzle. She licked her lips and enjoyed the sweet taste.

"Yeah yeah yeah," Trisha rolled her bright blue eyes as she began to organize the money into a smile stack. "What about you Delta?"

"Well.." Delta pulled out some money from his pocket and pawed it over to Trisha. Their paws touched for a moment, both of them enjoying the contact even if it just lasted for a second.

Emily noticed how quickly the two pulled away from one another and rolled her eyes. She leaned close to Atom who was munching on some chips, his tail wagging happily.

"Ever since the library incident, it's been so weird with them," Emily whispered.

Atom nodded and let out a soft snort.

"I heard that," Trisha grumbled as she pointed at her ears which were raised up.

"Good," Emily teased and stuck out her tongue.

Trisha let out a sigh as she counted what Delta added to the fund. The painted dog admitted that some of the money the painted dogs had raised already went to Bravo and Echo which was only fair. His siblings however still chipped in some of their earnings for the cause which Delta had been grateful for. They had raised some money but sadly it was nowhere near enough.

Trisha looked over at Atom and gave the dog a somewhat sad smile. There was no way they would be able to earn enough.

"What about you Atom?" Trisha asked, giving the canine a warm smile though she didn't hold out much hope.

Her attitude changed however with how happy Atom suddenly became. She wasn't sure if it was because she had said his name or that he had just found an extra large chip in his bag of snacks.

The painted dog reached behind him and opened up his backpack. The three other mammals sat and watched patiently, all of them expecting the canine to produce a small amount of cash. Atom however simply lifted the bag over the small pile of money and turned it over.

One would have thought Atom had robbed a bank with the amount of money that poured out of the bag. Coins, singles, even a fiver all came pouring out.

All of them remained speechless as they stared at the pile. As one they all looked at Atom who had resumed munching on his lunch that Peggy had made him, a look of happiness on his light furred face.

Trisha was the first one to react to the sudden change of events. She propelled herself through the air and collided with the painted dog who had raised so much money. She tried her best to contain herself but tears of joy stained her cheeks as she nuzzled into the canine who happily returned the embrace as he wrapped his arms around her and shook with excitement.

"Atom thank you!" Trisha said happily.

Atom let out a snort in reply as he nuzzled into the doe.

"Atom there is enough for Nick and Judy!" The fox exclaimed as she began to sort through the money, a look of disbelief on her face.

"Sarah too!" Delta added, shocked that his fellow painted dog had raised so much just by hugging mammals.

Trisha let go of Atom and turned to inspect the pile of money her friends were now busily organizing and counting. Her bright blue eyes shimmered as she looked at what would surely be enough money for Nick, Judy, and Sarah to join them for the camp.

Her attention, however, went back to Atom who began to tap her shoulder. The doe turned to look at the canine whose bright yellow eyes and equally bright smile made her nose wiggle. Atom made a series of signs with his paws, the canine being mute meant he could only translate using paw language. Trisha, however, didn't quite understand the odd series of signs and looked over at Delta.

"Delta?" Trisha said sweetly. The painted dog's ears twitched and he looked up at the brown bunny who nodded over her shoulder.

Delta tilted his head and watched as Atom made the paw signs again and snorted.

Trisha turned to look back at Atom who held up a small glass jar with a cash sign painted on it and began to realize what was happening.

"Atom says that will be one dollar," Delta laughed, Emily joining in as they looked over at the stunned bunny who rolled her eyes.

-Bunny Burrow-

"Sarah quit splashing!" Judy snorted as she tried to control her younger sister who seemed more interested in tossing the dirty dishes in her paws into the sink to create even bigger splashes.

"Tsunami!" Sarah exclaimed as she tossed another dirty dish into the sink.

Judy looped her paws around the smaller doe and started to lift her up.

"Wonder how big a wave you would make?" Judy teased as she moved her little sister towards the sink, the multi-colored Doe's eyes going wide as she squirmed in her sister's arms.

"No!" Sarah exclaimed in a mix of terror but the laughter coming from her small body betrayed just how much fun she was having with her older sister.

Several of their siblings looked up from their chores around the kitchen. Most of them remaining quiet or giving the pair of bunnies at the sink odd looks. Sarah being a quad furred doe meant she had multiple colors of fur gracing her body. Sadly this was considered a bit of a taboo by some of her siblings who would normally give the bunny a wide berth out of fear of attracting bad luck. Recently things hadn't been so bad though. After returning from Manta Bay with a king-sized candy bar Sarah had been seen as some conquering hero. Many of her siblings suddenly weren't so cold to her. While some were still apprehensive of the bunny the mood in the burrow towards the small bunny had changed for the better.

"Mom!" Sarah squeaked as Judy continued to try and lift the smaller bunny into the large sink filled with various dishes.

"Judy!" Bonnie said from another sink nearby. Having so many mouths to feed meant a lot of dishes were dirtied during meals. The kitchen was outfitted with several sinks so more dishes could be done at once.

Judy's ears drooped a little bit, having been caught by her mother.

"This sink doesn't have as many dishes, let's toss her here instead," Bonnie said as she came over and picked up her multi-colored daughter.

"What?! Nooooo!" Sarah moaned as she tried to wiggle free from her mother who nuzzled her cheek against her sweet daughter.

Judy couldn't help but laugh as she watched her mother and younger sister struggle. It was obvious Bonnie had no intention of dunking her daughter but it didn't stop Sarah from trying to get free only to let out a soft purr as she was nuzzled by her loving mother.

It didn't matter to Bonnie how many colors were on Sarah's fur. To her, Sarah was a beautiful little angel and deserved such affection, even if only a few siblings gave it to her.

The phone began to ring in the kitchen, Judy skipping over to the small light pink device and answering as she had been taught.

"Hopps residents, This is Judy, may I ask who is calling?"

"Oh hi sweetie, it's Peggy, Trisha's mom," Came a sweet voice on the other end of the phone.

"Mrs. Rose? How are you doing ma'am?" Judy asked excitedly. "How is Trisha?"

"I am doing well sweetie thanks for asking, Trisha is also doing well and wanted to talk to you in a bit. But first is your mother there? I have to discuss something with her."

Judy put a paw on the phone and looked at her mother who had set Sarah down and was helping the smaller bunny dry some dishes.

"Mom, it's Trisha's mom, Mrs. Rose."

Bonnie tilted her head slightly and dried her paws as she approached.

"Thanks, sweetie," Bonnie said as she took the phone and patted her daughter's head. "Peggy, how are you dear?"

Judy watched her mother who looked down at the small gray doe and smiled before nodding back to the sink where Sarah was waiting with more dishes. Judy rolled her eyes but nodded none the less, always one to do her chores and help her siblings out. While she tried to focus on helping Sarah she couldn't help but keep an ear tired towards her mother. Sadly only hearing one side of the conversation meant she was only getting half the story.

"Oh Peggy that is far too generous but we couldn't possibly…. She did? They did? Oh, my goodness if that isn't the sweetest thing! You have to be kitting. Oh, Peggy, they didn't have to do that. Oh, bless their hearts. Sarah too? Oh, now that is far too generous. But I couldn't possibly put you out like that. No, you have been…are you sure it wouldn't be too much trouble? Peggy, I don't know what to say. This is just too much! Would you put your daughter on for me?"

Judy suddenly perked up knowing that Trisha was about to be put on the phone. She couldn't help but take a few steps towards her mother who looked rather moved.

"Trisha? Hi sweetie it's Bonnie. I will put Judy on here in a second but I wanted to tell you that you are so very sweet for doing this and it will mean so much to the girls. Now I want you to know whenever you want to come out here to Bunnyburrow you just say the word… of course your friends as well. Sweetie this was just so very nice of you. Thank you! Okay here is Judy."

Bonnie handed the phone to Judy and smiled at her daughter, "Now you best thank Trisha for what she and her friends did for you. And don't let her hang up because your sister has to say thank you too."

Judy tilted her head in slight confusion before putting the phone to her ears.

"Trisha?" Judy asked excitedly.

"Judy! Pack your sleeping bag! We have a science camp to go to!"

-Zootopia-

Nick tossed his backpack on the couch. Having just returned from a rather depressing day at school the poor tod needed something to eat. Lately, the fox had been in a bit of a rut. It had all started because of Trisha. Well, that wasn't fair. It wasn't the bunny's fault. She had however…well… Nick had really wanted to go to that camp and ever since she had mentioned it all he could think about was joining his friends from Manta Bay at the camp. He had a feeling Trisha would be inviting a certain gray bunny as well. Sadly his mom said they couldn't afford it. This was understandable. His mother already worked so hard to keep them comfortable it wouldn't be fair of him to ask for her to pay for this camp when she already worked so many hours. Plus he already felt bad for the whole junior scout's thing. She had worked so hard to buy him that uniform only to have it not work out.

Nick wanted to pay for the camp himself so he had tried to get a paper route. When that didn't work he tried to get a flyer job. When that didn't work he tried asking some of his classmates for advice. They had been less than helpful. After the scouts incident, Nick had become somewhat of an outcast at school. Most of the mammals in his classes seeing him as just a sly fox that couldn't be trusted even though he hadn't even done anything to earn such a reputation.

If Trisha hadn't mentioned the camp then maybe he wouldn't be feeling so down. These thoughts only made him angrier though. It wasn't the brown bunny's fault. She had been nothing but nice to him and yet every time he thought of her standing there with a smug smile. He closed his eyes and took a breath. The only problem was whenever Trisha popped in his mind she didn't stay for long. Mainly because another bunny would appear. Her fur was a storm cloud gray and her eyes…oh gosh those beautiful purple eyes. The way they fluttered opened and looked at him.

Nick shook his head. There was no point dwelling on such things.

When the young fox arrived in the kitchen he noticed a note was waiting for him on the fridge. With his mother working so much this was there main way of communicating. The vixen leaving notes with requests for chores or messages on how she would be working late.

This note was no different.

Going to be home late. Picked up an extended shift. Dinner is in the fridge. It's Beatle burgers!

I will check on you when I get home. Please take care of the dishes and you can stay up an extra half-hour watching TV.

Call your cousin Emily in Manta Bay. She wants to talk to you. Number is by the phone.

Love,

Mom

Nick smiled at the thought of having his favorite dinner and getting to watch a little extra TV. However what made him smile even more was the request about his cousin. He enjoyed talking to Emily. The pair having grown very close since his visits to the seaside city.

He walked over to the small black phone plugged into the wall and dialed the number left on a note next to it.

On the second ring, his aunt answered.

"Nick sweetie how have you been?" his aunt Jean asked kindly.

"I'm good Auntie Jean," Nick lied. "My mom said to call Emily."

"Oh yes, that's right one sec." There was a pause before he heard his aunt shout. "Emily! Your cousin Nick is on the phone for you!"

Seconds later Nick heard a series of scrambling noises before his cousin answered, the young vixen sounding winded.

"Hey, Nicky!" Emily said happily. "So guess what!?"

Finally a new chapter. See I told ya I had new material coming. We just had to repost the originals in here first so we have that build up. Speaking of build-ups are you all excited to go to the Science Camp with the gang? I know we didn't get a ton of WildeHopps in this one but trust me the next one will be filled with some amazingly cute moments. I hope to have the next chapter done for you all soon since spring has pretty much wrapped up already.

I already have plans for the next big holiday event! :D

Come on back to Manta Bay soon!

-Blue