CHAPTER III - NICK'S FUNERAL

The days seem slower without Nick around. Everyday he would walk by my apartment and bring me to work, he would buy me doughnuts every break time, he would take me out to the pier and ride the ferris wheel even if I was afraid of heights, and he would tease me around the whole day. I missed those parts about him. While I was driving back home, with one paw on the wheel and the other on the two plane tickets to Bunnyburrow, grasping it tighter than I've ever grasp anything in my life. "Oh, Nick.." I sighed "Nick.. Nick.. Nick.." my hands and face sweating like never before, and my heart beating so fast. I remembered stopping in a green light and breaking down to tears that night, some of the animals were worried, but most were cursing at me, as if it was my fault that Nick died. It is. Isn't it? "Stop crying. Stop crying. Stop crying!" I cried even harder that my eyes turned red and I began thrusting up and down and hitting the steering wheel in anger. If only I could've just listened to him, then he would still be alive, sitting beside me either sleeping or teasing me or-or. I can't even think straight. I just had to accept that he isn't there for me anymore, then I continued to drive home, and tried not to break down this time. As I drove past the stoplight, I noticed from the corner of my eye a glimmering light going towards me in great speed. The sound of honking horn was all I heard before I saw nothing but darkness. Don't worry, Nick. I'm coming.

Where am I? Who am I? What am I doing here?

Usually every morning, I get up and change and go to work, this time it wasn't the usual morning. Heartbeats. Digital clock. Soft bed. Cold atmosphere. It almost felt like heaven, except I don't think heaven has a digital clock. I woke up to the alarm of the digital clock and quickly sat upright. I examined the room and noticed two bunnies, probably in their sixties, sleeping on the couch at the other side of the room. I just assumed that they were lost couples. I stood up and walked towards my bedside, and I saw some 'junk' which is probably mine

"$2.50, some gum, 2 tickets to Bunnyburrow? And a picture.." I picked up the wrinkled picture and unfolded it.

"Judy? Y-You're awake?!" the old bunny asked "How are you, Judy?"

"Who is.. Judy?" I just stared at them dumbfounded "I want to ask you some questions if you don't mind"

"Of course! Ask away!"

"Who are you? Who is she? Where am I? How did I get here? And lastly, who's this in the picture?"

The expression on their faces were dark, I didn't know why until they told me to sit down and basically gave me a summary of my life. I didn't know what to say, or what to do. I sat silently in disbelief. The Judy Hopps, who I was before, is dead, her past, her memories, her relationships, everything. There was nothing left I can do but start a new chapter in my life, move on.

"I know that YOU know that I don't remember a thing, but all I know is that YOU are special to me. YOU were the one who was there for me from the very beginning, who stood there and watched me grow into who I am today. I probably won't come back, and I just want YOU to know that I am very pleased to tell you that YOU ARE MY FAMILY, and there's nothing in this world that would ever change that. I love you."

I stated before I hugged them goodbye. The warm smile on their faces melts my heart everytime. How they've come a long way before they reached their point in life where they are still smiling and remembering about how crazy in love they were at my age, where they slow danced to old music every now and then, when they wished on a shooting star for their never ending love.

JUDY_VLOG#1

Is this thing on? Oh it is! Hahahah

Umm.. hey everybody. This is probably the first and last time I'm going to be vlogging about my life. Well, what can I say, my life started out as the first bunny police officer and ends with a mystery. I've been just told that the person I liked, my partner in crime, died. Honestly, I don't know what to feel about this, though it is pretty sad that he died. I wonder what he's like? Is he tall? Gorgeous eyes? Cute smile? I don't know, you tell me. I-I'm alright… *sniff* Sometimes a shooting star won't give you your wish.. Nevermind, this probably won't matter in 4 years anyway. This is Judy Hopps signing out one last time.

Goodbye Nick.
Goodbye everyone.

LAST CHAPTER! Yes.. Just like the chapter says.. It's time to move on with this story.. TO A NEW ONE.
( Didn't add Chapter II because it's bloody.. Just imagine how Nick died :/ )