A/N: Alright, alright, I cave. Here is the follow-up to "I've Got Some News."

So many people have clamored for more, I would be the biggest jerk if I didn't do it.

This isn't the first time people wanted a sequel after a one shot. Normally, I don't do it but I did leave this one a little too open, didn't I?

BTW: You might have noticed that the story's picture had been changed. This incredible artwork was drawn by a terrific girl named Spintherella and you can check out her DeviantArt page. She's a terrific artist and the creator of a Zootopia comic titled "Inter schminter." Spintherella is an awesome talent and really nice to give me permission to use her piece for my story. Please, please check out her DeviantArt page and send her love.

So here we go.

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Bonnie Hopps came by, or so Nick thought. All he saw was a whirlwind of screams and laughing and hugs and the next thing he knew, his wife was gone. But Nick wasn't alone.

Stu ambled into frame...the door frame.

"Hey, Nick" said the older rabbit. "How's it going?"

The red fox remained strewn about on the couch like a mammal that was struck by a car and left limp on the asphalt. He moved his eyes and eventually his head to take in the sight of the bunny greeting him.

"Hi, Stu" he breathed.

Stu smirked and closed the door behind him.

"I've asked you repeatedly to call me dad."

"Sorry, Stu..." Nick's attempt to roll over to get up only landed him hard onto the floor.

Been down here very recently.

Nick's paw got a hold of the sturdy coffee table to prop himself up. But the rabbit was already there, offering his help.

"You got here quick," Nick quipped as he let Stu help him to his feet.

"Hey, what's that supposed to mean?" he pointed at the fox's chest. "Why do you young people always seem impressed when we older mammals do something useful, or nature-forbid, impressive?"

Nick winced "Sorry Stu-ah, I did it again."

Stu smiled, placing his paw on his shoulder in that way only a father does.

"It's okay, son" he knew how that gave the fox a warm feeling. "That takes some adjusting. I'm used to calling any male younger than me son because I'm surrounded by so many" he chuckled.

Nick snickered as well.

Stu sat on the couch, clearly leaving room for Nick to sit beside him.

"Speaking of which, congrats on the big news huh."

"Yeah," Nick sighed, joining his father-in-law to a sit down.

The rabbit looked carefully at the fox. His usual candor wasn't here right now, which was odd.

"Nick, I'm gonna go out on a limb and say you don't seem very happy about the preg..."

"No, no, no, no" Nick assured Stu. "I'm happy for Judy, er us. It's just..."

"You're nervous?" Stu suggested.

Nick nodded.

"I know it's irregular, a bunny/fox hybrid. But you needn't worry yourself silly. Judy's doing fine from what the doc can see."

"No, it's not that" the predator shook his head.

Stu tilted his head "Then what, then?"

"What if I fail them, you know what I mean?"

He looked at Nick a little confused.

"I'm guessing Judy told you about my dad."

Stu shrugged "She didn't mention very much about him."

Nick sighed "No, no, that is everything. I mean...just..." his emerald eyes began to water like he was about to unload. "What if I end up just like him? Just a disappointment..."

"Hold on a second, Nicholas" the farmer bunny said firmly. "Now I can't speak for what your old man was thinking; I can only judge by his actions. And I know he left you and your mother. Sad thing is some mammals find out way too late in the game that the family life isn't for them. But you..." he smiled at him. "You're nothing like that, my boy. Not by a long shot."

"What makes you think that?" Nick asked.

"Two things. One, you love our baby very much; that much we've seen. And two, you're not a quitter. Your perseverance is what helped Judy on that case a few years back. It also led you through the police academy, despite all odds. Now, look at you. One of the most decorated cops this darn town's ever had."

"But..." he wiped his eyes. "But...how do you know?"

"From someone whose been a father many times; I can just tell. You strike me as just the type. Hard-working, loyal, smart...you'll make a great father to your kits. Do you hear me, son?"

That last term of endearment was enough to push Nick over the edge and he got all choked up and got a hold of the nearest thing he could. And he held that rabbit so tight, Stu had the wind knocked out of him. Despite that, the older mammal returned the gesture. He was impressed how strong this city slicker was compared to some farm hands he knew.

"Awwwww."

That sound followed immediately by a flash and a click. Judy leaned against the door frame, cell in hand. She looked like she was going to burst. Indeed, she was hormonal as all get out but the scene of her husband and her father embracing was too precious to pass up.

"You're back already?" Nick asked.

"No," she started bawling. "I...f-f-f-forgot my k-k-k-keys so I came back and so glad I did..." then as if somebody had flipped a switch, Judy went from weepy to peppy. "I'll see you guys later, BYE!."

The red fox leaned over to the bunny and asked "Pop, do those mood swings...um...go away after the babies are born?"

Stu looked at him with a sympathetic eye, like he was the most naive thing on the face of the planet.

"Uh, yeah, sure they do."


Almost a month and a half later...

Zootopia General Hospital.

A dozen mammals scrambled, doctors and nurses, wheeling in Judy Hopps to the Operating Room. The bunny was very concerned when they went well past 31 days, which was typical gestation for a rabbit. However, foxes tend to be in labor for quite longer. They kept an eye on things and here, forty days into the pregnancy, the kits are assumed to be full term.

But their sheer size made them a bit larger than your standard rabbit kits. This meant a natural childbirth would be too risky for what little medical professionals know about fox/rabbit offspring. So, Judy had to do the hardest thing she had to do and be taken away from her scared husband while surgeons prepared to administer a C-section. Judy's doctor assured Nick that the procedure is at its most risky when its a last minute thing. But they planed this for concern of this very scenario.

"Are you sure I can't be there with her?" Nick pleaded with the head surgeon.

"I'm sorry," the panda sighed. "But its an operation; we need to keep it sterile."

"There must be some way," the fox's eyes were desperate.

"Okay, Mr. Wilde. If you get into some proper scrubs, wish mask, and wash up; you can come in."

The puke green-colored paper-thin clothes felt strange on Nick but he soldiered through it. All he could think about was Judy and his kits.

The panda met up with Nick, dressed all in green, who ushered him into the OR.

"Now listen, you sit here beside her and stay there. You will be out of the way here."

The doctors put up a sheet to separate the soon-to-be parents from the gory business happening on the other side. It was for the sake of the surgeons as well as for the sake of Nick and Judy, who really didn't need to see what they were doing.

"Hey, Carrots" he smiled, rubbing her head with his paw. "Does it hurt a lot?"

"No pain," Judy managed to slur out, unable to shake her head no. "I can feel...things...but no pain. They gave me a...a something..." she chuckled.

Nick just smiled at her, admiring her tenacity in the face of this evasive procedure. He couldn't think of many surgeries where the patient is not only awake and (somewhat) aware but also cracking wise.

"They're coming," one of the doctors could be heard saying out loud.

Within moments, the very first cries of one of their kits was audible. It made Nick's heart sink. Suddenly it seemed so real and it hit him hard. Then, sure enough, the second and third came along. Finally, after a little difficulty, emerged the fourth and final baby.

"Okay, we're looking good here" remarked the panda. "Keep cleaning those kits and lets close her up."

"Go to them," Judy told Nick.

He looked at her intensely "Are you sure?"

"Go say hi to your kits," she smiled, looking so tired.

The fox walked briskly past the operating table, holding a paw up to his eyes to shield him from the carnage to his left. That wasn't a side of Judy he needed to see, the inside. And all the blood? No thank you.

Nick made it to four identical transparent cradles, each with a squeaking youngster. There was two boys and two girls. The males had Judy's amethyst eyes, the females his emerald ones. One boy was red like him and the other was grey like Judy. The same thing went for the two girls. All four of them had fox-like ears but much more elongated. Their faces were closer to a rabbit's, with big eyes and a shorter muzzle. But their long limbs were very fox-like. They didn't have the signature big buck teeth of the bunny persuasion but they did seem very blessed in the foot department.

He squatted down, arms stretching out far enough to encompass the four cradles.

"Hey, kids" he chuckled nervously. "I'm your dad."

Three of them continued to cry while one stopped and looked up at him, curious.

"Sorry I'm not better looking but luckily you take a lot after your mother."


Judy woke up in her hospital room, yawning. She felt sick both from the epidural and the fact that her stomach was empty. With all the hoopla of labor day, she neglected to get something to eat. As she became more awake, she got incrementally more anxious. Judy looked around, feeling panic rising.

"Nick? Nick? NICK!"

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm here, Judy" the familiar paws touched her shoulders. "I just got out of the bathroom. You've been out for a while."

She grabbed his shirt "Did everything go okay?" she asked. "Are the kits okay? Where are they?"

"Carrots, Carrots, slow down."

Nick walked over to an ice bucket nearby and retrieved a washcloth that had been sitting in it for a while. At this point, much of the ice had melted but it was still quite cold. He gently applied it to Judy's forehead. She reluctantly accepted it.

"They're down in the nursery, sleeping."

The bunny's face fell, disappointed.

"Oh."

"Hey, its alright. They've been in there for a while so they should be up for a feeding anytime now."

That made lavender eyes widen and a grin form on Judy's face.

"Good. How do they look?"

Nick sat beside her.

"They look like..." he smirked. "That they're going to have some big baby shoes."

Judy gave him a look and smacked him on the arm.

"If they're half you, they must be cute."

"No argument with you on that one."

Judy started to look sad.

"I was afraid when they took me from you. I didn't think I was coming back, Nicky."

He had that same fear but didn't want to think about that now. Everything was okay. The fox held onto his mate, careful not to be too forceful because she was healing after all. Judy tugged at his shirt, kissing him like never before.

"We're parents now, huh?" Nick quipped.

"Mm-hmm," Judy smirked, keeping her paws on her mate.

A knock on the door made them break their little intimate scene.

"Hello, Judy?"

An ocelot nurse came in, smiling brightly.

"Hey," replied the bunny.

"Just wanted to see how you were doing and to see if you were up for any visitors?"

"Visitors?" asked Nick.

The nurse looked back down the hallway and then returned her gaze at the couple.

"There's a rather large cheetah down in the lobby. He's got bags and balloons and he's being very, very loud."

The fox and rabbit exchanged glances and laughed.

"Send him up" they said in unison.