Thanks to DrummerMax64 for the prompt!
Nick and Judy approached the apartment with their stun guns drawn. They were responding to a 10-62, a break and enter. The call had come in from an apartment on the fourth floor of the Terraforma Towers, an apartment complex on Trip Street, just northeast of Pack Street, on the border of Downtown and the Rainforest district.
"Yikes...!" Judy noted the front door had been taken completely off its hinges and was lying defeated on the apartment floor. Judy and Nick took positions on either side of the doorway.
"This is the ZPD!" Judy shouted. "Come out with your hands up!"
"The ZPD?" A feminine voice came from inside the apartment. "Oh, thank goodness you're here. Please come in!"
Nick and Judy eyed each other, then cautiously entered the apartment, their guns still leveled. They saw a cougar woman standing there anxiously. Judy was immediately struck by the shade of her jade eyes.
"Mrs. Catmull?" Nick asked cautiously.
The cougar nodded. "That's right, Angie, or Angela." Judy sounded out the name "Catmull" to herself while looking down slightly; it sounded familiar.
"Is everything all right?" Nick asked in a solid voice.
"I mean, kind of? Not really," Angela chuckled nervously. "I was having a bit of quiet time with my husband when we heard pounding on the door, and then this big male lion comes barreling right through the front door! Scared me half to death!"
"Mm, a cat burglar, huh?" Nick noted with sudden levity.
"Nick, do not," Judy rolled her eyes, but Angela stifled a laugh. "Did he hurt you? Take anything?" Judy put her gun away and started to take notes.
"No, I gave him my fiercest roar and he hightailed it out of here," Angela gave a bashful smile. She headed over to a door and knocked on it. "Honey! Are you almost out? The police are here."
"Anything they might want to steal around- hm," Nick looked around the apartment. He saw several musical instruments, including a piano and saxophone. "Well! One of these would fetch a pretty penny."
"I feel like this is my fault," Angela grumbled. "I was the one that said we should move here; this area is more predator-friendly, I had heard. But I guess not all of the predators are friendly..."
"There's no need to blame yourself," Judy shook her head. "We'll get to the bottom of this, ma'am."
"Robbie said we should move a bit closer to the nightclub we work at," Angela rubbed at her arm anxiously. "After this mess, I think we might just do that."
A male cougar headed out from the bathroom looking freshly-showered, his brown fur still damp. His brown eyes looked over at Judy with some measure of confusion.
"Hello sir," Judy smiled up at him. "Officer Judy Hopps, ZPD. Here to help."
The cougar's eyes and jaw flew open. He headed to the wall, where there were several awards displayed in frames. He picked one up off of the wall carefully and rushed over to show it to Judy.
Judy blinked at the framed certificate. "Presented to Robert Catmull for excellence in songwriting? Robert Catmull.. Rob- Bobby!?" Judy's mouth hung open.
Bobby Catmull grinned and nodded rapidly.
"What, you two know each other?" Nick turned his head away from the fallen door and perked up an eyebrow.
"Oh, I know everyone," Judy smirked haughtily, looking at one of her hand's claws. "In Bunnyburrow, that is."
"Bunnyburrow?" Nick blinked. "You come from there?"
Bobby shrugged and nodded, still smiling.
"Awh, Robbie's always telling me about Bunnyburrow," Angela smiled sincerely. "He said the flavors of music down there are a bit more limited in appeal, and that's why he wanted to come to Zootopia and try to make it on his own."
"He's 'always telling you', huh?" Nick scratched his chin. "No offense, but ol' Bobby seems a bit taciturn."
Bobby grinned at this and chuckled. Nick strained his ear to hear anything like a voice coming through the laugh, and thought he barely caught it.
"Oh, he can talk, Nick, chill out," Judy rolled her eyes.
"He just often doesn't," Angela smiled, rubbing Bobby's chin. "He likes to save his 'breath' for his music. He can play almost anything, but he loves the piano and the saxophone..." Angela scratched at Bobby's chin, and he began to purr.
"Bobby, you're married?" Judy beamed up at him, placing her small paws in his. The cougar nodded, towering over her. "That's so great! Wow. It's been forever, huh? The last time I saw you, you were- well, as tall as I am right now!"
Bobby nodded, giving a bright smile.
"That is amazing and interesting," Nick droned. "Meanwhile, I'm actually working over here."
"Oh hush, Nick," Judy walked over and started looking at the door with Nick. "You find any fur?"
"Not yet, but if I had an extra pair of eyes, it might help," Nick bat his own green eyes sardonically.
"Fine, I'll do my job..." Judy tossed a sarcastic smile back to the two cougars, who both laughed into their paws. "So tell me about yourself, Bobby!"
"Oh, there's not much to tell," Bobby said, shrugging. Both Judy and Nick flinched at the sound as he spoke to them for the first time in his completely plain voice. "I mean, uh..." He looked to his wife to continue his thought.
"Well he moved to Zootopia just out of college," Angela nodded. "He got a lot of work as both a performer and a songwriter! Little Robbie's a genius."
"Eh," Bobby shrugged, smiling.
"How'd you two meet?" Judy's ears were perked as her genuine interest flowed through her voice. Nick gave her a testy look, which Judy returned back at the fox. "What, like you never chat up our victims?"
"Oh, that's a story," Angela grinned at Bobby, who nodded. "He has a regular gig at the Yakety Sax, a jazz nightclub owned by a yak. And goodness if the first time I heard him there I wasn't just swept up off my feet!"
Bobby smiled warmly, nuzzling his wife.
Angela giggled, pleased. "I got caught up in his fierce and passionate piano playing so completely that I threw myself in front of the stage and started to sing. I didn't know the words to whatever song he was playing, but I just sung and sung anyway, and I just sung my whole heart out. I almost thought I was gonna get tossed out by security, but after the song Robbie looked at me with this... this look." Bobby demonstrated what she meant. It was a look of intrigue, interest, and even a pinch of hunger. "Yeah, that's the one!"
"And you started dating soon after that?" Judy tried not to look at the cute cougar couple while she asked. "Oooh, got a piece of fur!" Judy picked it up with tweezers and placed it in a bag. "Too soon to tell, but it does look leonine."
"Yup, we got along like cheese and crackers," Angela smiled. "We're the most popular duo act there at the Yakety Sax."
"Yeah, we'll have to take that to the lab. Mm, I haven't heard of you yet, personally," Nick mused conversationally, sparing Angela a glance. "Angela Catmull?"
"How about Angel Cat?" Angela tried a small smile.
"Whoa, no way," Nick breathed out, his eyes growing bigger. "That's you?"
"Oh, now you're interested?" Judy remarked wryly.
"She's got such a soulful voice!" Nick balled his fists, suddenly looking like a kit in a candy store. "Mm, it's filled with such sweetness, but also a ton of vigor!"
"Thank you for saying so!" Angela pawed the air bashfully.
"Sounds like you two are a pretty good team!" Judy winked at the two.
"Oh, we try," Angela smiled. "Robbie here's just now gone and broken me into mainstream music... it's kind of hard to carve your own niche these days with starlets like Gazelle out there..."
"I don't suppose you could sing a few bars for us?" Nick clasped his paws together.
"Um," Angela suddenly looked anxious, "well... I haven't gotten to do my warmups yet, and-"
"And their place just got broken into," Judy shot a stern look to Nick. "Good grief, and here you thought I was acting like a child."
"Oh, speaking of," Nick rose up. "Could I have your-"
"Nick!" Judy interrupted, shooting up. "You may not have her autograph! We're working here!"
"Chill out, Carrots," Nick rolled his eyes. "I only want her phone number."
"Nick...!" Judy shouted. "Uh, her husband is right there?" Judy threw both hands out at Bobby, who had a bemused and confused look on his face.
"Carrots, please," Nick looked up at the female cougar, who was trying very hard not to laugh. "As I was saying, if I get your number I can send you the information of a great moving service. Drop my name and they might even give you a discount if the guy I know still works there. They're called Luggamuffins-"
At that, Bobby broke into a loud laugh and Angela quickly joined in.
"I was just about to say not to mind the name," Nick winced. "Anyway, they're a bunch of hippos, mostly, and they'll get your stuff moved out fast. Looks like you have a lot of things around here that are worth quite a bit. Sentimentally, musically, or otherwise."
"Oh, thank you very much," Angela nodded.
"I'm going to call in some larger cops than us to patrol the area," Judy held up her radio. "We'll keep you safe until you can get the door back up or move out, whichever comes first."
"Thank you, Judy," Bobby said, making the bunny flinch again. "It's been really good to see you again."
"You too, Bobby!" Judy said in a high tone, smiling widely. Her voice turned apologetic. "Sorry it had to be under these circumstances..."
"Well, I hope we can see each other under other circumstances soon," Angela smiled.
"Let's get to the lab, Carrots," Nick said. "See if this lion is a repeat offender, or he just hates good music."
"We do try to keep the 'caterwauling' down to a minimum in the evening hours..." Angela cringed, holding a guilty smile on her face and an index finger up near her chest.
Judy laughed at this and started heading off with Nick out of the apartment.
"Oh sure, you laugh at her cat joke," Nick rolled his eyes, shrugging exaggeratedly.
Judy hummed a self-satisfied laugh. She then stared very intensely at Nick, squinting her eyes.
"Uh," Nick looked warily at her, then lowered his eyelids. "Of course I can read your thoughts."
"Wow!" Judy's expression burst with delight. "I always wondered if we had some special, sub-vocal communicative bond between us."
"Oh, and get this: gullible isn't in the dictionary," Nick held up a hooked finger.
"What!? Yes it is!" Judy pulled out her phone but was halfway through unlocking it when realization struck her. "Hey."
Nick laughed.
"Ugh," Judy decisively shoved her phone back in her pocket, then lightened up. "So uh, you wanna go see them sometime? See them perform?"
Nick stared hard at Judy.
"I'll take that as a 'yes'," Judy said lightly, and smiled in satisfaction.
"I love jazz," Nick grinned, an easy smile on his face. "It's the only form of music as smooth and slick as I am." Judy huffed in mild annoyance. "You sure you want to go, though? There's a lot of... saxual content."
Judy's head lolled in Nick's direction, a look of extreme exasperation on her face. "Nick, I swear to Serendipity. If we weren't on duty..."
"You'd do what?" Nick challenged, leaning down a bit.
Judy glared holes into the fox.
"Oof, I see!" Nick said gravely, straightening up with wide eyes. "I'll be more careful next time!"
Judy lightened up again and her step picked up a bit of a skip as the two headed to the elevator.