Hey readers and readettes. It's yo girl, Flojack "the Cookie Jar" Nickolson here. This is surprising that yall like my writing at all. My marrow is tickled. Thanks. I'll write more now. Here you go. Kisses and boxcutter slashes~ XOXOXO
Her arm hung over the bed lifelessly as rustling can be heard in the kitchen.
It was the morning after that fateful night and Nick was in the kitchen making breakfast.
The rabbit had not yet stirred due to the alcohol.
"Uhhnnn…" she finally let out a groan as she slowly and painfully opened her eyes to the piercing light.
"Well look who's finally awake" he grinned as he walked over to her while the oatmeal was in the microwave.
She tried to open her apertures, but the sun… it burrrrnnss… She quickly shut her eyes and rolled herself into the blanket forming a bunny roll to shield herself from the penetrative rays.
He chuckled at the adorable sight. It was his favorite bunny all wrapped up nicely in a package. He couldn't help himself but to jump atop of this roll and squeeze it with all his might.
A muffled squeak could be heard from inside the bunny cocoon as the fox mounted it tightly.
In a quiet muffled voice, "Geh… urf… mer."
"I'm sorry what was that?" he teased.
"GehTUH URF MER!" she yelled, but still just barely audible or comprehensible.
"Gay barf meat?" he joked some more with a smug smirk.
There was a silence from the cocoon.
"Awww come on… I wanna hear the cute little rabbit cocoo-" Suddenly the cocoon violently hatched out a vicious rabbit that leapt into the air.
Nick's eyes widened as he saw her spring into the air with her fours sprawled in a pouncing position.
"Hiya~! Don't call me cute!" she screeched as she was descending upon her prey like a eagle.
Her whole body landed on his face, facehugging him like some alien baby.
"Ahhhh! Help!" He yelled out as he flailed his arms around and collapsed onto the bed.
She was laughing aloud and he was too.
Judy's laugh quickly died off though as she let go of Nick's face and rolled over onto her back clasping her head with her paws.
"Ugh…I have such… A bad. Headache…" she whined
"Hangovers…" he simply answered as he stared at the ceiling lying directly adjacent to her on the bed.
They were both lying on the bed quietly for about a minute.
"Last night was so fuzzy… What movie did we even watch? What happened?" She pretended, but tried to keep a poker face.
His face heated up. Oh my god, does… does she not remember? Well I guess that's fine considering… what we did… and what she said…
"Uhhh… we watched 'Honey, I Shrunk the Cubs' and then we had some drinks… hehehe well we were pretty wasted… and then… uhhh." He scratched his head in fake confusion to give himself time to think of what to tell her.
Last night was Judy's first kiss… let alone a kiss with a fox. She waited patiently. Is he going to lie to me? Pretend last night didn't happen? Her heart raced with anticipation and her ears perked up feeling that his answer would tell how he truly felt about her.
"Uhh… then… I'm not sure either Whiskers… I think we talked about stupid things and then I was kind of drunk so… I think we just fell asleep…?"
Wow… did he really forget? Her ears drooped down in disappointment and the feeling almost reflected on her face, but she kept it at bay. "Oh… I see. Well sounds like we had fun. Just wish… I could remember what really happened." She awkwardly chuckled and calmly hinted.
Ahh dung… is this some sorta test? Maybe I oughta just tell her… or just change the subject. "Hey don't worry about it Jud. Maybe it'll come to us later. In the meantime, I made some breakfast for you." He smirked with his half-lidded eyes as gestured toward the table.
The microwave dinged just in time for the oatmeal.
"Thanks Nick. You're so nice." She said with a half-hearted smile as she moved to the table and began eating her breakfast. Maybe this feeling was a mistake… Maybe he just doesn't like me… Maybe he was just taking advantage of me… but… he didn't… he stopped himself… when I said I loved him… ahhh! Stupid stupid stupid. She was eating her oatmeal intensely at this point feeling frustrated and sad.
The fox sat across from her at the table noticing the bunny eating with some ferocity. Ahh god… what if she thinks I hate her? But maybe she just really doesn't remember anything…
The entire breakfast was filled with silence and deliberate eye contact aversions. As if they were playing invisible mind chess with each other.
She finished her breakfast and continued to sit there with her ears drooped down, now she just looked regretful and sad.
He felt bad, but still couldn't bring himself to do anything about it. He liked her as a friend right? If she were anything more… he would be vulnerable… he would get jealous… maybe mad at expectations… maybe sad… I can't let anyone get to me he reminded himself.
She grabbed her bowl and hopped off the seat still not saying anything as she hopped again to place the bowl in the sink.
Though they were hops, usually joyful, he noticed these had a hint of sadness in their spring this morning. His ears dropped back a bit as he watched her slowly walk into his room and plopped on his bed.
Maybe… Maybe I just gotta find her someone else to like. Yeah! And then… and then she could just move on and forget about this whole thin- His heart was beating rapidly as if scolding him loudly for even fathoming such a thought. He pictured her kissing another rabbit Ugh. Another fox? No. I'm her fox. Come on. An otter? The hell? Their guys are so short and ugly. A mouse? Pfft. She has standards you know. Well Nick… so who IS she allowed to date? No one… No one? Yeah…
His eyes widened. No one but me.
He stood up from his seat, not even finished with his breakfast and began hyping himself up to telling her the truth and how he truly felt about her.
He took a deep breath and walked over to his own room with much newfound hubris and courage. He stopped at the doorway.
She was already in her uniform and looks a like she's in rush.
"Come on Nick. Bogo just called. Apparently there are some psychos manufacturing an extremely potent bioweapon. Bogo says Detective Wolfstein needs our help." She informed him seriously. She seemed devoid of emotions now.
"Whiskers, I…" He tried to speak but suddenly felt taken aback and his courage shriveled.
She looked at him in slight anticipation.
"I… uh… I'll tell you later. We should go." He finished.
She rolled her eyes and shook her head in annoyance "Hurry up then!"
"Right… I'm on it!" He took his shirt and pants off with only his boxers left on him.
She let out a small scream at this sight. Her face was chili red. She closed her eyes and began flailing her arms and ears around.
"What?!" He looked around franticly oblivious to the oddity of his actions.
"You. You… Go change somewhere else! I'm right here, you pervert!" she yelled back.
"What the hell, Carrots! This is MY room. My clothes are in here! Besides we're partners. So it's ok! Besides look how gorgeous I am." he smirked at her with his legs farther than shoulder width apart and his hands on his hips posing like superman.
Her face heated up even more. Damn… he IS friggin gorgeous. "Nicholas P. Wilde… you are… a freak!" She began laughing and throwing pillows at him in rapid fire with one paw and the other paw covering her eyes.
He laughed too as he tried to defend himself but eventually tripped over the clothes and pillows on the floor.
As she clutched another pillow ready to throw.
"You know you love me…" He blurted out confidently while laughing.
Her wide smile slowly turned into a frown, she averted her gaze to the floor, and placed the pillow down on the bed and her ears slightly depressed.
He just realized what he had said. Oh my god what was I thinking.
She looked back up at him and gave a fake half-hearted smile. "Come on we gotta go. I'll meet you outside ok?" She rubbed her left arm with her right paw as she maneuvered past the mess they made, and exited the room quietly. She closed the door behind her leaving him alone in the room.
He let out an exasperated sigh as he got up and tried to tidy up the room and proceeded to get ready.
His was nose vigilantly scanning the air, road, and trees. He could perceive her scent seemed to intensify at the direction he is going. She has to be around here somewhere.
This was not the same place nor direction where he and Judy were first separated. This led him to believe the kidnappers probably moved their operation and Judy to a safehouse of their own.
How ironic. He glanced back at the direction where the ZPD's safehouse was. Then turned and proceeded deeper into the trees towards Judy's scent.
Slowly he approached a clearing at the edge of the small forest. Her scent was really apparent out here, but there was nothing to be seen. It was just the night sky and grasses that reached the height of his thigh.
He furrowed his brows and carefully scanned the floor of the clearing hoping to find like a… cliché bad guy base hiding in plain sight secret tunnel or something.
To his dismay, he could not for the life of him find anything. But, her scent was so powerful it was as if she was standing right there. It doesn't make any sense…
He paced around aimlessly looking everywhere as frustration began to set in his mind. I don't get it! How can I be so close, but not see anything?! He began digging into the ground hoping to reveal some secret panel or hollow floors, but again to no avail…
He collected himself and sat down on the grass to carefully evaluate his surroundings and think this through carefully.
Suddenly the worst case scenario popped into his head. Did… did they kill her and dump her body here? His heart stopped. He felt dizzy and nauseous at the mere thought. He managed to calm himself again and shook his head violently while slapping himself across the face. No! She's strong! It'll take way more than that to kill her and I'm… I'm gonna find her and I'm gonna never let her go. And… The dams in his eyes were long broken before the thought even began. Why is this so hard? He put his head down hoping to just let his tears drain so he could regain his strength and hopeful spirit. But the despair he was feeling was too incapacitating.
The scent of Judy's presence was still in the air. He sighed and closed his eyes thinking really long and… hard (hehehe… ok sorry im gay)
What would Judy do?
He sniffed and looked around.
She would… she would listen. With her big long rabbit-y ears!
His ears perked up as his eyes opened quickly. He realized he had only been using his eyes and nose to investigate. He never tried just listening. Though his hearing was nothing compared to that of a rabbit's, it was still above average.
He moved to the center of the clearing and sat down to try clear his mind. He breathed slowly just like Judy had taught him when she forced him to learn Yoga.
He could hear the wind howl quietly and the crickets chirping in the darkness.
For minutes, he heard nothing. Then suddenly his left ear perked up. A faint cry and metal clanking.
He scrambled to his feet sprinting as fast as he could toward the source. When he suddenly arrived at a wide flat rock. Oh my god… it was a stupid underground base after all! He shook his head a little and scoffed.
He analyzed the large gray stone and stuck his ear close to listen for more sounds. Now he was sure… he could hear metal clanking but the cries he thought he had heard seemed to have ceased.
He sniffed the rock… Judy… and… bleach? He raised one eyebrow inquisitively.
He tried knocking around the perimeter of the rock. About three quarters of the perimeter through, his paw struck something hollow.
His eyes widened as his heartbeat quickened. He dug at it pulling away the grass and dirt. His nose kept sniffing, her scent intensified along with the smell of bleach. Finally… A metal handle. He was overjoyed by this discovery.
As he pulled open the latch, it revealed a long ladder descending down an equally long vertical concrete tunnel, like a missile silo, about 3 or 4 stories high. At about every 10 feet increments were flickering dingy light bulbs screwed into the walls guarded in metal cages. The walls were mostly gray and spotted yellow and brown. He gulped in anticipation not knowing what to expect. He couldn't stop there though. She was waiting for him. He had no time to lose!
His paws swiftly gripped the metal cylinders of the ladder, he gazed down one more time and took a deep breath. With that, he began his descent toward Judy… and more.
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