It was nothingness. I was floating aimlessly in a place completely isolated from everything physical. My conscience was the only item that I kept along with me. I was void of all senses, void of time and my existence was questionable. Was this the afterlife? Heaven must have been a lie if this was what it truly was. I tried to recollect what had happened that brought me here but my mind was clouded. One hypothesis clicked in my head – am I a spirit now like how all those thick leather bound books and hidden cults preached about the supernatural? No, such things are not possible… are they? But one thing I knew for sure was that I was in constant movement, despite being blinded by a veil of black. Where was this unexplainable current taking me to I had no idea. I was carried by the formless tides for a while through the timeless state of limbo before my conscience was robbed from me as well.

"Bonnie, do you think he's dead?" I heard a voice.

"Stu! What nonsense are you blabbering? Of course he's not, Hun," Another voice.

"He might be asleep, try poking him with a twig."

I heard the sounds of footsteps in the grass. It went silent for a while before I heard it again. This time, I felt something prodding me on the back. Wait, I felt something? I am not dead? Just then, everything came pouring back into my mind. Camping trip, the woods, sneaking off with Darren… and confronting a bear like a suicidal maniac. Bear? Oh god, the bear!

"Bear!" I yelled out as I jolted up from the grass patch. If the creature did not feast on me, did help arrive in time? I tried to see what was around me but my eyes were still adjusting to the bright daylight. Squinting, I could only make out two seemingly short figures standing in front, the two voices which I heard were probably them.

"Bear! Where?" a voice exclaimed in shock.

"There are no bears in Bunny Burrows silly," the other voice, presumably the female, answered.

Bunny Burrows? What is that? Wait a minute, where the heck am I?

I rubbed the crust off my eyes, removing the swab of blurry mist which impaired my vision. I took a second glance at the figures. Two rabbits? I sighed in relief. Hang on there, they are wearing clothes; Farmer clothes! And they were the ones speaking! Whoa there, that is very odd, in a multitude of ways. I stared at the two bunnies blankly, dumbfounded as I tried to process what my eyes were seeing. I observed my surroundings once more, taking it all in. I was in a field of carrots… and close by was a tractor. Okay; talking animals, dressed like humans, and they possess technology. This seemed way too familiar. I was swiftly hit by an epiphany. Being my curious self, I decided to confirm my hunches.

"Bonnie," I pointed to the bunny clad in a pink dress. "Stu," I said as I shifted my finger towards the other rabbit who was wearing blue overalls over a plaid shirt and a green hat with a carrot logo resting on his head. The two of them gasped in surprise.

"How did you know our names?" Stu asked, perplexed. Bonnie stood beside him, nodding as well.

Crap. My guess was indeed correct but how in the world am I going to explain this now? I gave a wry smile. "Who wouldn't know of the parents of the great Officer, Judy Hopps?" I crossed my fingers hard mentally – hopefully this was sufficient explanation; and it was.

"Well my my, am I flattered," Bonnie replied with a sweet smile as she averted her gaze from me in joy.

"Of course! Everyone knows of Jude the dude," Stu noted proudly. He studied my apparel once again. "So, are you here to look for Gideon?"

"Gideon?" I repeated in confusion. I get that the pie loving fox lived in Bunny Burrows but how was I related?

"You know, you foxes do have a tendency to hang out sometimes," Stu chuckled, snapping the straps of his overall.

Wait. Did he just call me a fox?

I raised up my hand to my face. Sure enough and to my disbelief, I was looking at a paw; a fox paw to be exact. I immediately reached out to my face and grabbed onto what felt like my own… muzzle? Stunned from my findings, I ran my elongated tongue about my mouth; grazing through a set of sharp canine teeth. Still refusing to belief what I was feeling, I looked down at my body – to realize that it was all covered in red and cream fur all the way from head to… tail! I instantaneously grabbed on to my tail, speechless as mixed emotions washed over me. Strangely I was fully capable of moving my new found limb as though I was born with one. I placed both of my hands… or paws, on my head again; touching my ears. They were large and pointed, and even responded when I wanted them to move. I shuddered in shock. I was no longer human. The pair of rabbit farmers looked at me, muddled at the fact that I was acting as though I had never seen my physical body before in my entire life; which to be honest, it was quite an accurate analogy to describe what I was currently doing.

"You… okay there?" Stu asked in concern.

"Ye- yeah. Was just checking if I had misplaced something," I excused, still trying to persuade myself mentally that I was a fox now. Hopefully this animal thing does not grow on me and make me less of a human.

"Speaking of which, what is your name kid?" Stu inquired, Bonnie nodding in agreement once again.

"Richard. Richard Hunt," I answered, holding back a smirk as I had cunningly changed my second name to a cheesy word – which I thought was a brilliant idea since Disney does give surnames that somewhat relate to what the characters are like indirectly; so why not give it a shot?

"Richard, what a good name," Bonnie complimented.

"Have to agree to that, we do have three to four Richards in our family," Stu added optimistically. He leaned closer, wrapping an arm over my shoulders. "But that is nothing compared to the number of Bonnies with have – including her as well, it totals to twenty three," Stu cupped his mouth and whispered into my ear. I looked at the bunny farmer incredulously; Twenty three? By heavens did it prove that they were running out of names to give their new born kits, especially on the female side. Stu simply winked back.

Bonnie shook her head judgmentally, mildly irritated that Stu did not share the secret with her. She looked back at me and smiled. "I do not know what are you boys are keeping from me but let us head back to the farmhouse shall we? We have yet to welcome Richard to Bunny Burrows right and proper," she noted warmly.

And so, I followed them as we left the carrot fields. As the rabbit couple was conversing about all sorts farm related subjects, I simply admired the setting which encompassed Bunny Burrows. Out in the distance, I was able to make out a few other bunny farmers operating rabbit sized tractors; ploughing and harvesting the fields, which grew mostly carrots and a minority of other vegetables – blueberries being the second largest in farmland. We came across the market stands, which were occupied by vendors desperately hawking for a passer-by to purchase their greens. It was noon time and there were a decent amount of animals shopping for groceries. We did stop by the booth which belonged to them and introduced me to one of their family members who was taking care of their stall. The bunny had mistaken me for Nick, Judy's partner in the ZPD who was also a fox; which really urged me to view myself in a mirror as soon as possible. Finally, we had arrived at our destination, in front of a rather large building painted in bright red and accented by white wooden framing.

Stu prised the structure with pride. "Welcome to our base of operations, the Hopps family farmhouse!" he exclaimed. "The very place where Bonnie and I settled in and lived like typical carrot farmers. But hey, we are the best of the best!"

Bonnie snickered in embarrassment. "Not entirely true, Stu, remember the Nibbs family? They have way more farmland than we do."

"Well, in my eyes, we are!" Stu claimed regardless. I chuckled at his peculiar arrogance.

"But that isn't what we are here for right? Let's head inside shall we?" Bonnie reminded him.

"R- Right," Stu acknowledged.

Entering the farmhouse, I had to admit that it was very homecoming and cosy. Apart from the fact that there were about five times the number of chairs, tables and couches than a normal house would have, it was well furnished. Stu and I plopped down on one of the many couches; all of which were situated around a fireplace which was not in use till winter. Bonnie went to grab some snacks as we relaxed on the recliners. I winced in surprise as I sat down, completely forgetting the fact that I had a tail now as I briefly sat on top of it. I shifted my tail away and leaned back on the soft pillows of the sofa. Albeit the couch being a tad smaller for my size, it still retained its comfort value.

Stu turned to face me. "Say Richard, do you come from the farms? Or are you from the city?"

"The city," I answered back. I knew nothing of agriculture or rural living anyway.

"You must be in the central district as well! Same as Judes," Stu said excitedly. "Did you happen to see her frequent around town much?"

"Once or twice, when she is doing patrol duty with Nick," I replied.

Bonnie returned from the kitchen with a tray on her hands – paws. Darn, I am really not used to this animal thing. She placed the tray on the table as she took a seat beside Stu. The tray had an assortment of fruits and vegetables, but what caught my eyes was the basket of blueberries.

"Sorry, we could not find anything that you might like, so I figured maybe you would like the berries since Nick loves to pop them into his mouth," Bonnie said apologetically.

I raised an eyebrow in question. Since I was a fox now, does it mean that I could no longer appreciate vegetables? That would be a huge let-down if it was true as I was quite the healthy eater and I had always enjoyed a serving of vegetables in my meals. So, I grabbed the largest carrot in the pile and held it up to my mouth. Bonnie and Stu just stared at me, stumped.

"Richard? No predator has ever taken a liking to vegetables," Stu exclaimed.

"Guess it's about time I test the waters now, isn't it?" I said, grinning. I took a generous bite out of the carrot. I could see them both cringing from the fact that a fox was actually eating something that isn't in his diet. But to my sheer relief, the carrot tasted exactly like before when I was human; and boy, this was one fresh carrot. Savouring its flavour, I chewed it down before swallowing. Bonnie gasped in astonishment as Stu's eyes widened in surprise. I proceeded to finish the whole carrot as they silently watched.

"You rabbits really grow some fine crops," I commended as I plucked a piece of lettuce to snack on. Their veggies were way better tasting than the ones Mom would find at the local wet market. Even without cooking them in a pot, they were delicious enough to be consumed raw. The pair blinked absent-mindedly at my praise.

"That's strange. In all my life, I have never seen a predator take a liking to vegetables," Bonnie admitted, Stu just sat there, gobsmacked. "And then you came along," she added.

"I must really introduce you to Judy and Nick now," Stu stuttered in amazement.