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(P.O.V. Todd)

The morning light went through my eyes as I smelled the humid environment that had been created overnight. I groaned at first but after that I opened my eyes without difficulty, yet I still feel pretty awful, must've been a Monday according to Forrest's theory on why I feel like this in the morning. I then noticed that I no longer had my jacket as a pillow but rather a blanket, and I was not sleeping on the ground but in Nick's chair. I quickly jumped out of there thinking of what he would do to me if he found out. "Good morning Todd." he said.

"Aha! Don't do that!" I shout at him with a glare.

"Shh! You are gonna wake up your friend." whispered Nick.

"Whoops, and, aren't you mad that I was sleeping in your chair?" I asked nervously taking a cautious step back.

"Not at all, I was the one that got you there, you shivering as if you were in Tundra Town."

"Well, thank you Nick, wait, where did you sleep?"

"I slept in the ground like you were going to, but it didn't bother me like it did to you."

"Thanks again Nick, you really are a good friend."

"No need to thank me kid, consider it as if I do not want one worker less."

"I understand, should we go on for breakfast?"

"Of course," he said "But let's leave a note for your friend." Nick walked towards his chair and carried it out of the way making visible a mountain of dirt and dust, he deformed the formation revealing a box. He took out the box and opened it, where inside was a notebook with a pen, he flipped through the pages in search of a free one to rip out. As he searched I noticed it was there where he crafted his conning ideas, that was definitely a good reason to hide it. "Aha!" he shouted quietly giving me an acknowledgement of his success. In the piece of paper that he tore out he wrote 'Gone 4 breakfast, back at 9 am with your breakfast.'

"Where exactly are we going?" I asked as he placed the piece of paper gently over Forest's "injured" legs.

"We are going to IHOPP," (IHOPP, was not my idea, I took it from someone else, just so no one tells me I stole it, I just can't remember who made it though.) "the Interdistrict House Of Paw Pancakes."

"I thought it was called the International House Of Pancakes."

"I wouldn't be international if there is only one nation, have you gone to school at all?"

"No, all that I have learned was from Forrest."

"Low resources?" he asks

"Low resources." I repeat

"Either way, we better head out now, I wrote there that we would be back by 9 and I don't want to be wrong."

(Time Skip)

We made our way to the restaurant and waited in the entrance to be taken to our table "Hello, and welcome to IHOPP, how many will it be?" asked a female deer.

"It's just the two of us." answered Nick.

"Okay, follow me." said the deer as she started walking deeper into the restaurant, eyes from all around followed me and Nick, I noticed that we were the only predators here, and for some reason a couple of tables started to ask for their checks without even seeming to be done with their food. "Here you go." said the deer pointing to a table for two beside a window wall, I took that seat that gave me a view of the TV because for some reason a lot of animals were looking that way.

The TV shows a channel that seems a lot like CNN but instead says ZNN showing a siberian tiger."...And now back to the missing mammal case, since the last three months a total of 14 mammals, all predator have been going missing. All the disappearances appear to be happening every 5 days after the last disappearance, today is the fifth day since Mr. Otterton, a florist otter, was declared as missing. Many predators are worried that it might be their turn next to be captured by this or these master criminals, here is a word from ZPD chief, Bogo." The TV changes scene to what seems to be the outside of a police station where a buffalo stands in front of the cameras over a podium.

"The ZPD has every single personnel is working to find all 14 of the missing mammals, all our efforts are placed on this case as our top priority. No one will rest until the last one of them has been found, it is only a matter of time before we get a lead." The TV changes back to the studio where now the image is extended showing an elk sitting beside the siberian tiger.

"I do not mean to be discriminative against anyone, but it seems like these kidnappings lead to a prey with strong feelings against the predators."

"Or a predator trying to make the prey look bad, after all, the situation can go either way, we will keep you informed as the story develops, this is Tammy and Eric from ZNN." And the TV just goes to commercials.

"Wow, I feel scared knowing that." I tell Nick

"You're telling me, I have made terrible mistakes with powerful preys, and I do not want to end up kidnapped."

"Are you two ready to order something to drink?" asks the deer that earlier attended us.

"I think we might as well go to right to the meal."

"Sure thing, what would you want sir?"

"I would want the blueberry filled paw pancake and some coffee."

"And you?" she asks staring at me.

I make a quick scan at the menu and tell her. "I guess I will just have the regular paw pancakes and some water without ice. Wait, make that two of them, one will be to go."

"Alrighty, I will be back with your orders."

I look at the window and see the different mammals passing by, some even noticing me staring. "Something wrong Todd?" asks Nick.

"What, oh, nothing, no, I'm fine." that answer was not sufficient enough, he glared at me knowing I was not telling him the truth.

"Okay, I do have a problem."

"Care to share?"

"Well," I sigh "it's just the anxiety of not being able to get home."

"Where, the dumpster?"

"No! My actual home."

"Where was your actual home?" asked Nick now resting his chin on his paws with a look of interest.

"It was just a farm where me and my friend used to live, then we got here out of nowhere. Neither him or me know how to get back, and we don't know in which direction to head as well, we don't even know how the others called the area we lived in." I lied, but still kept the lie as close to truth as possible, he couldn't know the truth.

"Wow, then you must've been knocked out pretty hard by some prey gang, that would be the only reasonable reason for your forgetting since there are more prey in the countryside."

"It might as well be that, but who knows really."

"Here are your orders." said the deer. "And here is your check sir."

"I'll pay." I offered

"No need, I will pay."

"But you paid for dinner." I protested.

"And I plan to do it for breakfast as well, after all, it seems you are the one that needs the money more than me."

I give him a chuckle and a slight grin which he gives back noticing what I mean, as soon as the payment is done we start to eat our breakfast and as it was common, we aite it in no time. We headed back to the bridge finding Forrest still asleep, we woke him up, gave him his breakfast and told him we would be back by 6 pm. Nothing out of the usual happened during that time, then me and Nick started going back to our daily conning, and while we were walking towards another ice cream shop, Judy was back. "Hi! Hello! It's me again!" she called out from her small transport.

"Hey, it's officer Carrots."

"Actually it's Officer Hopps, and I'm here to ask you some questions about a case."

"What happened, meter maid? Did someone steal a traffic cone? It wasn't me." said Nick as he sped up a bit with a grin, then Judy pulled over in front of us giving a final loud siren that hurt my ears. "Hey, Carrots, you're gonna wake the baby. I gotta get to work."

"This is important, sir. I think your ten dollars worth of pawpsicles can wait."

"Ha! I make 200 bucks a day, fluff. 365 days a year, since I was 12. And time is money. Hop along."

"Please just look at the picture. You sold Mr. Otterton that pawpsicle, right?" she pleaded insistevely. Do you know him?

"I know everybody. And I also know that somewhere there's a toy store missing it's stuffed animal, so why don't you get back to your box?" I couldn't help myself, I just had to teach him a lesson, so I gave him a strong punch in the arm. "Ow, geez, why did you do that?"

"Can't you just have a normal conversation without insulting someone else?!" I spat at him.

"Wow, calm down, no need to shout."

I grabbed his tie and pulled his head down to my level so that I could talk to him eye to eye. "You listen very carefully Nick, if you do not say you are sorry right now, I will tell my friend that we almost got arrested when we last saw this cop."

I could hear him gulp, he remembered how Forrest easily just squished his arm. "Okay, no need to go crazy," he said in a worried laughter "I will tell her I am sorry, just don't tell him that happened." I let go of his tie as he begins to dusts out his shirt and clear his throat. "I am sorry officer, I did not mean what I said and I completely take it back."

"Good, that is much better."

"So yeah, I am going to have to ask you some questions about Mr. Otterton."

"And what if I refuse?" he asked annoyingly.

"Well, then you leave me no other choice, Nicholas Wilde, you are under arrest."

"For what, hurting your feelings?" I give him an intimidating glare and he immediately says "I'm sorry."

"Felony tax evasion." Nick's ears dropped, I didn't know what it was but I knew it was bad if Nick wasn't happy. "Yeah...200 dollars a day, 365 days a year, since you were 12…that's two decades, so times twenty, which is 1,460,000, I think. I mean, I am just a dumb bunny, but we are good at multiplying. Anyway, according to your tax forms, you reported, let me see here, zero! Unfortunately, lying on a federal form is a punishable offense. 5 years jail time."

Apparently Nick still had one last trick up his sleeve because he started to grin again and said "Well, it's my word against yours."

Then Judy pulled out her carrot pen and pressed a button on the side making the pen reproduce Nick's statement of how much money he won. "Yeah...you're screwed."

"It's your word against yours. And if you want this pen you're going to help me find this poor missing otter, or the only place you'll be selling pawpsicles is the prison cafeteria. It's called a hustle, sweetheart."

"She hustled you." both Finnick and I said at the same time, and started laughing as well, only I did it longer and louder, and in the meantime he said the following "She hustled you good! You're a cop now, Nick. You're gonna need one of these." Finnick ripped off his ZPD sticker and placed it in Nick's shirt pocket. "Have fun working with the fuzz!"

When I calmed down Judy looked at Nick and she said "Start talking."

"Look, I don't know where he is, I just know where he went."

"Great, let's go!"

Nick's grin appeared again, this was not going to end well. "It's not exactly the place for a cute little bunny."

"Don't call me cute, get in the car."

"You're the boss."

"Hey Nick, I would be heading back but I still don't know my way around so can you give me the map?"

"Oh sure, here I…" Nick started to frantically pat every pocket he had but did not find the map. "don't have it." He sighed "Come along, once this is over we'll be on our way." I sighed and tried to make myself fit in the little car, I sat in the middle of Nick and Judy, being squished by both sides, both of them not wanting to fall of the car in motion. After the short drive we made it to our destination. "We're here." as the two jumped out of the car I felt a slight sense of relief from being continuously squished between the two. "You might want to stay here Todd, this is not some place for a child."

"Aww, come on, I want to go with you."

"Trust me, you don't."

"Stupid age requirements." I mumble as they both enter the building, I wait in the car and give myself some time to think. "Hmm, why do I get this feeling that something doesn't seem right." The strange feeling takes over my body and makes me look in direction to an alleyway where I just saw a shadowed figure enter it. Curiosity now says 'It's my turn now!' and takes me in direction to the alley, crossing the street without making sure I wouldn't be road kill. I keep my back to the wall and hear some whispers, they are a bit unclear, but I can somewhat make up what they said.

"Who is going to be the...Doug"

"He is a panther, the...of our last attack...also says he knows too much...trying to spread the word, he is a threat."

"Where do we find him?"

"...Rain forest...I have a map on how to get there...strike when no one is seeing what hit him."

"...we better be on our way...at midnight he will acknowledge his mistake." I then heard hooves canking with the concrete getting quieter and quieter, I was about to followed them, but was called upon by Nick "Hey Todd! We're leaving to somewhere else! Get back here!"

"Coming!" I shouted back as I crossed the deserted street again without looking for any cars. And again I am squashed by the two of them "You know, I never asked to be turned into a sandwich."

"Sorry." said Judy as she pushed herself to her side a bit, giving me some more space. Once we arrived at the next destination Nick told me. "I think you would prefer to stay here."

"Again?!"

"Again, unless you want to die of boredom."

"Then why are you going?" I inspected.

"Because I don't want to be charged over a million dollars by the government and get thrown in prison for five years."

"Fine, I'll wait here." I answer like I don't care, because I don't.

"And don't go running off like last time." he shouted from the entrance of the building.

Since he said that I would die of boredom, I take it that it will take long before he comes back, might as well take a nap.

(Back at the Bridge, 6:10 pm, P.O.V. Forrest)

"Where the fuck are they?" Forrest asked himself taking out his phone to look at the time, he then takes his attention to the top left corner of the screen. "Looks like this phone will be useless since I don't have any signal reaching me anywhere. It shouldn't have taken this long, I get it if they are ten minutes late but more seems like they ran into trouble, I should look for them." I grabbed the wheels of the wheelchair and tried to push it forward, but the terrain made me uncertain and stressed, the rocks, pebbles, and uneven surfaces everywhere made it hard for me to get through. But after what seemed 10 minutes of struggle I finally made it to the road of the bridge, then I realised my mistake. "Wait, no one is here, I could have just...I am such a dumb piece of shit." I looked around seeing where the road lead to it seemed like it went to a place the animals called Savanna Central, which would be the worst place to be in since I want to hide, but I had no other choice. I checked my phone again for the time 6:21 pm, something definitely happened to them.

I made my way to the city passing through Savanna Square, according to the different signs in the entrance of the area. I rolled along the sidewalk as the sky grew darker by the second, soon enough the lightposts lit up. Many shadowy looking animals looked my way, I should have probably not done this, but as I said earlier, I have no other choice. I continued my detour across the sidewalk looking for anyone in sight, even through alleys and restaurant windows, but unfortunately found no trace. After looking for a long time I checked my phone again, 9:42 pm. I could have sworn I had already searched the entire sahara square area, maybe he was more downtown, with that in mind I began looking at signs that might tell me how exactly to get there. I couldn't find any, for every turn I went through I felt more lost than ever guiding myself to a more disturbing part of the city. Every building in the area seemed to have been in some kind of conflict with boarded windows, cracked buildings, and destroyed sidewalks and streets.

I was about to get back where I came from but then someone started pushing my wheelchair. "Hey what do you think you're doing?" I exclaimed at the animal taking me, he made a turn into a dark alley and pushed the wheelchair in a way where it fell seeming as some sort of blanket.

"You know how the deal goes, give me all the goods." spoke a male voice, I decided to keep my game of being injured for now and just used my arms to crawl out of the impacted area. Then the animal who had captured me grabbed me by the back of my jacket and crashed me towards a wall causing me to faceplant against it. He then turned me around exposing my face, but before he even got a good look at it I punched him right in the snout. My butt smashed the ground first absorbing the impact, although it did hurt, the animal was still trying to get his focus back, so I used the opportunity and tackled him. His head smashed the wall causing a great thud, I then take out the knife I've been holding since the day I arrived and placed it right under his chin. "Sorry, sorry, I won't bother you again sir, just please don't kill me."

I took advantage of the situation and told him. "I shall spare your life if you can give me directions to the Downtown area."

"Downtown? That is that way, now please don't kill me sir." He pointed straight at the direction I came from, seems that I've only been getting away from where I wanted to be.

"I will spare your life," I say before stabbing him in the leg. "but you still need a consequence for your actions." after that I hop back into the wheelchair and make my way downtown. I notice the animal going out of the alleyway grabbing his leg to not let blood flow out too much, I felt pity for the guy but he had it coming.

After I finally make it downtown, according to more signs, I check my phone for the time. 10:37pm. While checking that I noticed a gash of liquid going down the right side of my face, it was blood, probably from my encounter with the thug. I wiped it off and tracked it to it's source, it seemed I was a bit cracked but nothing too serious since the wound doesn't seem to be bleeding so bad. I continue upon my journey to atleast find a sign or clue of where Todd might be, then after the first couple of minutes I hear someone shout "It's nighttime!" I track the voice to it's source and spot in the distance what seemed to be Nick waking up another fox, who was probably Todd. Beside them was a cop bunny who I supposed was the one who yelled because it was a female voice after all.

At first I was relieved that I finally found them, but then I got angry that Nick got Todd arrested, and both of those emotions were transformed into urge provoking my adrenaline to spark because they started to get away in a small cop car. "No no no no no no no no no no no no no no no, dang it!" I had sped up towards the parking lot, but by the time I got there I lost them, just as I had them at my grasp. I then see a building that owns the parking lot and I decide to go inside to ask if anyone knows where they went.

As I get inside I see no one in there, except for a sloth packing his stuff, "Well, better than nothing." I told myself. I walked up to the counter and asked the sloth, "Excuse me, have you seen two foxes and rabbit recently?"

The sloth slowly blinked and turned his head towards me saying "Yes...I have...seen them...why do..you ask?"

"Well, I was hoping you could tell me where they went because I have to see them urgently." I actually just wanted to punch Nick in the face.

"I have...the directions...here...give me...a moment." After a few slow touches on his screen with his claws a small paper was printed, and of course he ripped it off slowly saying. "I gave them...this paper...with an address...on who does...the plate code...belong to."

"Thanks." I say as I begin to leave.

"But…" started the sloth "...that address...lies in...Tundra Town...you won't...be able to...move around...with that...wheelchair...so easily. And...there are...not many ways...to get there...without available...taxis or...your own car."

"How did you know I didn't have a car?"

"No one...can drive...without their...legs." he said pointing at them.

"Could you take me? I can pay you." I ask

"No need...a friend...of Nick...is a friend...of mine" After the sloth agreed to take me I was starting to regret my decision because honestly it took him half an hour to get to his car, by then I would be in Tundra Town already, or at least close. I got to say that he did get one heck of a sports car.

"How did you afford this?"

"I got it...50%...off."

"Could you tell me what's your name?"

"My name… is Flash."

"What the actual fuck of irony is this supposed to be?" "Well then Flash, I will tell Nick you were kind enough to bring me to him."

"Thank...you."

Once I got to the passenger seat door he opened it for me and I did my best effort to slide into my seat without using my legs, and hell was it difficult, of course, lots of things are difficult for handicapped people. The moment I got in Flash folded the wheelchair, and yet again, slowly made his way to the back of the car and back to the driver seat. Just watching him slowly put on his seat belt was bad enough, watching him have trouble making it click was even more annoying. After he finally does it I take out my phone and look at the time 11:41 pm, fuck, by now they could be in that place for a couple of minutes, who knows how much it would take us to catch up, I might even lose track of them. Flash turned on the car, making me jump of the sudden sound of the motor, he even gave a small chuckle as he grabbed a strong seeming grip of the wheel and the gear shift. Although his movements were slow, the car sped up incredibly fast, even faster than I thought a car could go, and we were on our way.

(3 minutes earlier, Tundra Town Limo Parking lot, P.O.V. Todd)

After more than an hour of being squashed by the two I really hoped this was going to be the last time, and what annoyed me more was that since Judy is new here she got lost very frequently. But finally we got there and again them getting out of the car gave me a sense of relief. "Well, it's a bummer," said Nick "you don't have a warrant to get in, hmm?"

"You wasted the day on purpose!"

"Ma'am, I have a fake badge. I would never impede your pretend investigation."

"It's not a pretend investigation!" says judy before taking out a folded picture of an otter and his family. "Look, see? See him? This otter is missing."

"Well, then they should have gotten a real cop to find him." And again I engaged, this time by stepping on his tail. "Ow!"

Before I could tell him anything Judy stepped in "What is your problem? Does seeing me fail somehow make you feel better about your own sad, miserable life?"

"I would answer that but Todd won't let me."

"Fine. We are done. Here's your pen." she extends her arm with the pen but right when Nick was about to grabbed it she tossed it over the fence making it land on the snow on the other side.

"First off, you throw like a bunny. Second, you're a very sore loser. See you later, Officer Fluff. So sad this is over." he says as he climbs the fence before throwing himself over it from the top. "I wish I could have helped more."

Then to the surprise of both of us Judy was waiting on the other side with the pen in her hand. "The thing is, you don't need...a warrant if you have probable cause, and I'm pretty sure I saw a...shifty lowlife climbing the fence. So you're helping plenty! Come on!"

I look down trying to see how she managed to get to the other side noticing she made a hole beneath the fence through snow. "Wonder who had the brilliant idea of placing the fence over snow instead of solid ground?" I asked myself before I crawled through the tunnel Judy created.

"2-9-T-H-D-0-3! This is it!" Exclaimed Judy pointing at a limo, she opened the door and jumped inside.

"Isn't anyone else curious why the limo was left unlocked?" I asked.

"Must be our lucky day." said Nick sarcastically as he too jumped inside and searched through the limo for clues.

"Seriously, it could have set up some kind of alarm, because I doubt it was pure luck."

"Quit your whining, if you want to just wait in the car, we won't take long." answered Nick looking through the passenger seat.

"Polar bear fur." announces Judy.

"Oh my God!" screams Nick.

"What? What?" exclaims Judy.

"The Velvety Pipes of Jerry Vole! But on CD. Who still uses CDs?"

"How is that going to help?" I asked.

"Well I don't see you doing anything." he answers as he climbs the seat and opened a small door leading to the back part of the limo "Carrots, if your otter was here, he had a very bad day."

Nick climbs through the small door as Judy and I follow him, Judy then turns on her phone and shows claw marks all around. "Those are claw marks. You ever seen anything like this?" asks Judy.

"No." both Nick and I answer in unison.

"Oh, wait. Look!" she shouts before grabbing and opening a wallet she found on the floor. "This is him. Emmitt Otterton. He was definitely here. What do you think happened?"

"I don't know, but this definitely isn't about money, or else they would have taken his wallet as well, which also shows that these kidnappers are not good at hiding things as well." I turned to Nick who was currently lifting a cup that he also found on the floor. "What did you find Nick?"

"Oh no, wait a minute. Polar bear fur...Rat-pack music. Fancy cup. I know whose car this is, we gotta go!" he said fastly trying to organize the cups.

"What? Whose car is it?"

"The most feared crime boss in Tundra Town. They call him Mr. Big, and he does not like me. So we gotta go!"

"I'm not leaving, this is a crime scene." Insisted Judy

"Well, it's gonna be an even bigger crime scene...if Mr. Big finds me here," says Nick before opening the door and revealing two polar bears behind him. "so we're leaving right now. Gah!"

"Told you it would trigger some kind of alarm." I mumbled preparing myself for combat.

"Raymond! And is that Kevin? Long time, no see. And speaking of no see, how about you forget you saw me? Huh? For old times sake?" Just as he finished that the Raymond and Kevin grabbed Nick and Judy while I escaped Raymond's paw, but the Kevin caught me. "That's a no..."

(Present time, Tundra Town, P.O.V. Forrest)

"We're...here." said Flash as the car forcefully stopped.

"Already? Thank God, I think I am going to be car sick." I answer.

"Look." he said pointing one of his claws to a couple of polar bears holding in their grips a bunny and two foxes. "Looks like...Mr. Big...has caught...him again."

"Do you know where they might take them?" I asked trying to get a better view of the situation.

"Yes I...do...They will...be taken...to the...mansion of...Mr. Big."

"Could you take me there before this car does?" I ask as I watch the car begin to move.

"Sure...but put...your...seatbelt...on." I soon as I clicked my seatbelt into position I watch the car making a turn to the right and out of our sight, as Flash immediately stepped on the pedal and drive at light speed.

"I wonder who this Mr. Big guy is, he does sound though and powerful, but names are just names. Although, Nick sure seemed very afraid when he was being taken to the black car by those polar bears. Oh when I get my hands on you Nick!"

Aaand scene, the perfect cliffhanger at your disposal, I will try to get out the next chapter as fast as I did with this one, but there are no promises. In case some of you guys are wondering what comes next, I will only give you a riddle, and the answer will have something related to the Next chapter. And don't even try to google the answer because I made this up.

No one sees me coming,

yet they do sometimes,

or even provoke me to.

My presence takes away all sounds,

it may strike fear in some,

because sometimes it means death.

I am never around if you run looking for me,

just stay still and I will find you all the time whenever you're alone.

I am the thing you most fear in the darkness,

yet what you desire as a symbol of respect.

Who am I?

Place your answers in the review, and I will submit the correct one in the next chapter, or PM you, whatever happens first. ImaginationMachine, turning off.