Nick took the hint and decided that the best course of action in this case was to get out of the club before things got ugly. He knew that no matter how clever he was that there was no way he could win i brawl, especially when it was three deer versus one fox. Leaving the club Nick walked straight to the parking lot and took out his set of keys. Even though Bogo said that he wasn't allowed to drive, it hadn't really made sense for Judy to carry both sets. After getting into the sleek muscle car, carefully closing the door, and making sure that all of the windows were rolled up; he finally allowed himself to panic.

"How can one bunny be so thoughtful and careful one second, and so irresponsible the next!? How could she in any reality think that was a good idea? How could she not think of the risks here? How could she leave a certain fox to fend for himself in a car he's never driven to follow deer to a place he's never been to bust an operation where they are clearly outnumbered?!" Groaning, Nick let his head rest on his arms that were now folded across the steering wheel. With that out of his system he decided that the next logical thing to do would be to text Judy.

Opening his phone, he was greeted by an alert saying that he had gotten a text from none other than 'the dumb bunny.' He silently mused to himself that it was probably for the best that Judy had so far never asked to borrow his phone, although he should probably update her contact to 'dangerously impulsive bunny.' Checking his messages, he found her text at the top of the correspondence list.

Hey Nick, I don't think that they noticed me sneaking into the bag. I have to give it to you, you sure know how to sell :P Don't worry about texting me though, I have set the phone set to 'stealth'.

Nick was relieved to see that she had learned her lesson about setting her phone to silent when on an investigation. However, there were still other problems to contend with that Nick wasn't sure Judy had thought of.

How much battery do you have? We don't know how long this is going to take so it might be a good idea to turn your phone off for a while. Also, what exactly is the plan?! Nick sat in the car in silence for a little while, waiting for the reply. He didn't have to wait very long though.

I figured that I would tell you when I notice us moving and then have you follow whatever car they happen to drive off in.

I don't know how to drive stick!

Oh right… Just look up some videos and practice for a little while around the block. It shouldn't take you too long to get the hang of it.

Nick read the message over again in his mind. She couldn't be serious. He had passed all of the driving tests at the academy, but all of those cars were automatics! Nick figured though that he didn't have any time to lose and so began searching the internet for tutorials on how to drive stick. After watching them for about an hour he decided that he knew enough to at least get the car out of the parking lot. First he depressed the clutch, and then shifted the car into first. Noting that nothing bad had happened yet he felt his confidence building, and so turned the key in the ignition. This of course resulted in the car letting out a muffled burble as it lurched forward and stalled. Nick figured that this would take more than a few minutes to learn.

It wasn't long though before Nick's phone informed him that he had gotten a new text.

We'll be moving soon I think. Have you figured out how to drive the car yet? Nick's heart sank a little, so far he had driven around the block in first gear and stalled at least three times while doing it. However, he couldn't bring himself to admit to Carrots that he hadn't figured out something that she thought was incredibly easy.

I think I know enough to be a danger to other drivers. It wasn't a lie; in fact, he had already almost hit a parked car.

Good, try and keep your distance behind their car. Don't want to make it obvious that your following them. Of course, because a massive, loud muscle car was definitely the most inconspicuous thing on the road.

With that Nick carefully parked the car at one corner of the block, making sure that he could keep the exit to the club's parking lot in view. Sure enough, less than a minute later he saw the deer exiting the club, duffle bags being carried over their shoulders. Thirty seconds later a large pickup truck came rolling out of the parking lot and drove off down the street. Muttering to himself the steps involved Nick carefully put the car into neutral, depressed the clutch and started the engine. The big black muscle car burbled to life and lurched forward as Nick put it into first and added just a bit too much power. This was going to be an interesting experience.

Judy had meanwhile been counting herself lucky that she hadn't been discovered so far. She had figured that they tried to never sell out of stock and so always had an extra bag on hand. She had guessed correctly that the full bag in the back was that extra bag and so far she also had guessed correctly that these deer were heading home after selling for the night. What she hadn't counted on though was that Nick would be as bad at driving stick as he was. Every couple of minutes she would hear either an ear splitting roar as the car was allowed to throttle near the red line, or a slow whine as the car built up its revs from a gear shift that had aimed a little too high.

There was no way that the deer hadn't noticed this. As if to confirm this observation the very next thing that Judy heard as the truck slowed down to a stop was the engine protesting against the slowing of the car as Nick forgot to shift the engine into neutral, and apparently also forgot to break as the car came to a screeching halt at what she could only assume was a stop light. She heard a window roll down and the driver spoke up.

"You trying to intimidate us with your fancy car eh? How about I challenge you to a drag race?" Judy quietly wished that Nick didn't actually try and race the car. Based on how everything had sounded so far, it was all he could do to keep up with them. Unfortunately, her wish was answered by bellowing roar of the engine of the muscle car. The deer howled in delight as Judy readied herself for a rough bit of driving. Thankfully, being surrounded by bags of catnip made for a rather comfy ride all things considered.

Both of the cars now had their engines revving in anticipation of the light turning green. The various thoughts that were running through Judy's mind were all cut short as the roar of the engines filled the crisp night air. Tires squealed and a vague scent of transmission oil sifted through duffle bag. Judy listened for the first gear change from Nick, waiting for the engine to change tone as it shifted from first gear to second. To her surprise the shift was a clean one, moving the engine up till it reached maximum horsepower and then cleanly shifting. She decided that she would have to give Nick some credit when this was all over, it had taken her over a week to get that good at stick. At the same time though, she felt the truck lurch a little as it too shifted to its next higher gear. From what she could hear it seemed that the muscle car was beginning to pull ahead. In fact, it seemed to her that the car was pulling a considerable lead as it shifted into third gear. At around this time though she heard one of the deer shout at the others in the cab.

"Turn on the nitro Hoss!"

"You betcha!"

The tone of the engine in the truck changed in an instant as the nitrous oxide was injected into the fuel stream, letting out an ear splitting scream as an extra two hundred horsepower was pulled from the trucks engine. Judy felt herself pressed firmly into the catnip around her as the truck accelerated far faster than she ever thought a pickup could reasonably go. It wasn't long before the scream of the engine faded and the truck began to decelerate. This whole time the window to the cab had apparently been left open and Judy was able to overhear their conversation.

"Do you think that we lost him?"

"Oh yeah sure, ain't no way that he could keep up with this girl!"

"We passed his car like it was standing still eh?"

Judy stopped listening to them after that, knowing that there was no way for Nick to follow the truck at this point. She stopped for a moment and tried to figure out if there was any other way that she could tell Nick where she was. Opening her phone, she started scrolling through the various apps, stopping when she got to the one labeled 'maps.'

Oh right, I can use my phone to figure out exactly where I am and tell Nick where to go. Duh...

In retrospect, Judy realized, the entire chase that had just happened was probably pointless. Then again, her phone would only be able to keep track of her location while she still had service, and as the minutes turned into an hour the number of bars on her phones reception began to diminish one by one. The only hope that she had now was that these guys stopped before she ran out of signal.