Hello again. Here's chapter two of the story. Don't forget to review if you have any suggestions or comments. Be sure to fav and follow if you like it. Enjoy!
Feel Good Inc.
-Gorillaz
Nick and Judy sat in silence in the cafeteria. Nick was playing with a paper cup and Judy had her forehead on the table.
"Why do you think he's so emotionless?" Judy asked suddenly.
"He isn't emotionless, he's calm. Too calm." Nick answered and looked away.
"Yeah, whatever, but why?" Judy asked and hopped out of her chair.
"He needs to be calm Carrots." Nick said, "he knows that shouting and crying will do him no good"
Judy started to walk around the place spoke:
"He may be planning something though, he's a sly mammal" Judy pondered
"Hey! I'm the sly fox!" Nick exclaimed and put on his signature grin
"NICK! It's not the time for jokes!" Judy shouted at him, "We are in a middle of a serious case!"
"Calm down Carrots, I just wanted to loosen the atmosphere" Nick said defensively
"But you were serious a moment ago!" Judy continued exclaiming
"Yeah, but we both know that I can't be for long" Nick said and Judy sighed and nodded her head in agreement, "And I'm Nicholas Wilde not Serious"
Judy scowled but sat down again and was staring at the fox while she was thinking.
"Nick," Judy said and Nick looked at her, "tell me, what do you think will happen?"
"We will need to wait and see Carrots, wait and see" he answered and went to get some coffee.
Ian sat silently in the same room as yesterday. The two wolves were replaced by equally dressed rhino and tiger who also carried assault weapons. He still had the red jumpsuit and his paws were cuffed the same way as before. He continued to look around the room with his extraordinary eyes. Ian sat straight and was motionless. The door creaked open yet again and the same characters that visited him yesterday entered. They had the same clothes and sat in the identical places as yesterday. The rat has taken out the recorder and the laptop again and the fox sat down and seemed to be interested in the ceiling. The wolf locked the door and nothing could be heard except the faint buzzing of the lamp.
"Good Morning Mr. Rodent, Mr. Clawson, I presume that the purpose of your visit is the same as it was last time" Ian plainly stated.
"It's true Mr. Snow, we hope that you will continue cooperating with us" the fox, Mike said.
"I will, what do you want to know?" Ian asked.
"Well, you could start by telling us what happened after the death of Catherine Snow." The rat suggested.
Ian still didn't move and his eyes were focusing on either of his seated guests.
"Well, Cat's death was a difficult thing to cope with, just as it was with Peters. I kept my job as a professor for a year until I decided to quit. I had enough of these young, happy faces. It reminded me too much of me and Cat when we were young. Don't get me wrong, teaching was marvelous but it was simply too difficult. The psychological stress was too big and I just had enough. After I quit at the age of 32, I tried joining the military. I hoped that I will get killed somewhere faraway while being useful. However, I wasn't accepted, I already was considered pretty old and with my qualifications, the military would rather have me working inside the Internal Affairs Ministry. I declined this offer. And I was too weak to commit suicide, I wanted to, but I couldn't…"
"Apologies for the interruption Mr. Snow" the fox interrupted, "But last time, we didn't cover your personal experience from the military, could you tell us a bit on that?"
"The military was one of the best years of my life, although I could have died. I wasn't at the front all the time though. I spent the first year in training. It was horrible. Our sergeant was the stereotypical type. However, the next two years I've spent far North fighting with the partisans. It was even worse. I first-hand experienced death and misery. I saw villages burnt down and my comrades blown up." Ian said with a bit of melancholy in his voice.
"So what was so amazing in the military?" The fox asked intrigued.
"Well, first, I've met many amazing mammals who later became my friends. I've also have learnt the importance of discipline, courage and organization. I also discovered that in war, just like in life, you need to think fast and that you can't be afraid to do the right thing. After some time, looking from a different perspective, I came to the conclusion, that the military, although it was truly horrifying experience, was the best school of life you will ever get." Ian said putting strong emphasis on the last sentences.
The fox scowled but said nothing.
Ian resumed his story, "As I was saying, I sold my flat as I couldn't bear to live alone there, too many memories. I took my most important things and came to Tundratown. I was renting a small, one room apartment. I didn't have a job and I didn't have a family. I knew I wouldn't survive in this way so I caught every job I managed to find. Not all were legal. I worked as a construction worker and later as a security guard in a mall-that's a few I can name. I also participated in some underground fighting. Every day I came back bruised and bleeding trying to dodge cops. All the money I earnt, I spent on alcohol and drugs and sluts. Every weekend I was either sleeping face down in a ditch near the road, or trying to get out of a sleazy brothel. Soon I was fired from every job I tried. My only source of income became fighting."
"Mr. Snow, were the fights and important part of your future life, did they affect you later on?" the fox asked intrigued again.
"Well, I believe that yes. I knew how to fight, I trained a lot of martial arts and I was a soldier. However, I didn't always win though. What I learned fighting there is that you can't show weakness. No matter what your injuries were, you had to fight on. Pain became my best friend and my worst enemy. Ian replied emotionless.
"These two phrases exclude each other out, would you mind to clarify?" the rodent emotionless asked while typing.
"Well, it was so common and it was always there, just like my best friend, however, when I was fighting, I knew that pain meant that I'm losing. And I couldn't lose, I needed to fight it like my worst enemy." Ian stated, "I began to like this life. It seemed pretty. Fight, get drunk and high, fuck and repeat. I visited more clubs and bars then I can count, and I studied mathematics in an university." Ian added and smiled slightly but continued before any of his guests has responded, "I still remember the last day of this life, I was 34 then and on the best way to doom. But somehow I was saved."
Ian hated elephants. He hated them for the last 5 minutes. He hated the roar of the crowd and he hated the cold concrete floor of the warehouse. It was dark, except the circle he was standing in, it was brightly illuminated by the nearby lamps. He was grateful though that he was fighting bare chested. The last thing he needed was his only t-shirt to be ruined.
"Why did I need to fight with this grey-skinned fatass?" he thought while he dodged a punch thrown at him.
"C'mon Kitty, come play with me!" The elephant roared and charged Ian.
Ian dodged him again and switched sides. The elephant was strong and big. Taller at least by a foot or two and probably twice as heavy. However, he was slow. All of that made him pretty easy to dodge and easy to hit. This motherfucker had really good endurance though. Ian observed his enemy as he turned around. He decided to make his move.
"I never play with ugly and sweaty fucks!" Ian shouted, "but I'll make an exception for you!"
His plan succeeded, the elephant was furious and threw himself at him again. Ian grabbed his neck from behind and using his momentum, he threw the elephant on the ground. His enemy became even madder and stood up. Ian delivered a kick in his ribs causing the elephant to grunt. He followed with a quick jab to the elephants eye with his right paw. Ian jumped back as the elephant delivered a punch that would probably cave in his skull if he jumped away one second late. The elephant staggered and Ian used this to his advantage when he delivered a powerful left hook to the side of the elephants skull. The elephant was in shock, Ian then kneed him in the stomach and punched him straight between the eyes which made his enemy lose balance. Ian looked around. The circle around him was frantic, which made him almost deaf, however, he knew that it wasn't the end yet. The elephant stood up and shook his head. He approached him cautiously now.
"You see, maybe you shouldn't play with kittens" Ian mocked.
This was enough for the elephant to boil from anger again. He started throwing wild punches at Ian. The snow leopard dodged a couple and then caught one of them using both of his paws. Ian struggled as the force of the punch caused him to almost lose balance. The elephant paused in surprise, but soon surprise was replaced by pain as Ian kicked him straight in his knee which caused the joint to dislocate and the bones around to break. The elephant fell down on the other knee while Ian was still holding his arm. He proceeded to break the elephants arm at the elbow. Then he kicked him straight between his eyes. The skull cracked under the sheer force of the kick and elephant's neck creaked under the force of his head flung backwards. He slowly collapsed backwards and lay still. His enemy was unconscious, hence defeated.
"Give me the money now you assholes!" Ian shouted when he approached the bookmaker.
The hyena smiled and gave him the money. It was difficult to hear anything as the crowd was completely wild. The mammals broke the circle and each and every one of them was trying to get their money from the bets.
"You may cost me a lot Little Kitty, but I like you here, it's always a show when you are around" he said and grinned.
The hyenas golden teeth flashed and he left. Ian counted the bills, everything was in order. He despised the hyena though, he was a perfect example of a degenerate scum. Racist and violent without a reason. However He earned above 5,000 Zootopian dollars. He suddenly felt a friendly pat on his shoulder and he turned around. In front of him stood an almost equally tall husky with brown eyes and in leather jacket, black t-shirt and black, leather pants.
"Hello there Chris, it's good to see you" Ian said smiling.
"Ian, old friend, today you exceeded our expectations. And you definitely payed back what we lost the last time you fought," the husky said.
Behind him, there was a small group of dogs and wolves and foxes in the same apparel as Chris and the words "Howl and Ride" written on the back of their jackets. They talked between each other and looked from time to time at Ian.
Ian grinned and riposted, "It's the third time you are saying it".
"Well, I do it because your last loss was shameful, so I don't know how many more times I will say that." The husky said and grinned.
"Okay, okay- first things first, my cut and then, you fancy grabbing something strong?" Ian asked with anticipation.
"Here's your money." The husky said, "And as for the second part-gladly. My boys need to have some fun. We also found that amazing club, it's in Downtown and it's cheap, sleazy and well supplied in all kinds of…merchandise. Plus, the cops never go near this place."
"Give me the exact address and I will meet you there." Ian said happily.
The husky gave him a piece of paper and said, "We will see if you can do anything else with these paws of yours".
Ian grinned and answered, "Well, they can cause the loss of consciousness in many different ways."
Chris was also grinning by now. He patted Ian on the back and left saying, "See you there, big guy."
His gang followed suit, but some of the members paw-bumped Ian as they left. Ian was fond of this special gang of bikers. The "Rebel Preds" only accepted canines, but really liked Ian. Maybe it's because he was making them rich. Ian didn't want to go back to his flat. He was behind with the rent and there was actually nothing useful there. Except his bed, which he rarely used. He grabbed his t-shirt and walked outside of the warehouse. Deep in Tundratown, it was far away from prying eyes. He started to walk to the nearest train station. The freezing weather didn't bother him much but he could see his condensed breath. After walking a mile or two, he managed to reach the station. It was empty, except for a polar bear in a dark-blue jogging suit and a white-furred vixen in a long black coat. Ian patiently waited for the train.
"Caution, train approaching" a mechanic voice said.
The empty train approached and only he and the vixen got in. The doors closed and the train moved forward. Ian sat down and silently looked in the window watching the passing Tundratown. After a few minutes he has arrived at his destination. The club was just a short walk away. He noticed that the vixen exited and walked in the opposite direction from the one he was about to take. He shrugged and soon forgot about the vixen. He exited and started walking yet again. Downtown was warmer and Ian liked the feeling. After a short walk, he reached the club. "The Naked Tigress" said the neon sign with a figure which shown him a tigress in a pretty sensual pose.
"That's more like it" he murmured and walked towards the entrance.
He already saw the bikers rides so he knocked on the metal door. A small space opened on it and two yellow predator eyes looked at Ian.
"Come in, you are expected" he heard the voice say before Ian spoke.
The door opened and let Ian in. He instantly got hit with a wall of smoke, loud music and the omnipotent smell of sweat, alcohol and the cigarettes. He looked right and saw a black panther in a suit holding the door. Ian nodded and came fully in. He saw that the club was a typical strip club with a couple of stages for the girls and a large bar that was served by a large bull. As most of the things in Zootopia, the bar was accommodated to suit mammals of various sizes. Ian saw many predator and prey animals. From rhinos and lions to foxes and rams. Ian saw Chris sitting in the corner while a lioness was giving him a lap dance. The rest of his gang was either served by other dancers or the bull at the bar. A few of them were near the stage deciding to watch some pole dancing. Ian approached Chris and sat down opposite of him. There was a table with a pole between them.
"Hello Ian, I'm happy to see you" Chris said while taking a powerful sip from his beer.
"Should I replace your charming companion then?" Ian asked grinning.
"Nononono, for that I would need to get the private room." Chris answered smiling, "Here, leave the big boys alone" he told the lioness while handing her a 100 and slapping her ass.
She turned around and purred before she walked away.
"Damn, they have some wild ones here" Ian commented.
"Wait till you feel them," Chris said and gave Ian a joint from his pocket, "Here, try this, I bought it especially for you: Mary Jane mixed with some catnip. The guy also said that he put some LSD too. I have more in any case, for my favorite kitty."
Ian took the joint and lighted it up using Chris's lighter. He inhaled it deeply and just a few seconds later he was drifting somewhere far away. The world exploded into colors and he felt relaxed like never. The colors started to move around forming patters and blending into each other. His muscled relaxed as he took inhaled again. He barely could see what is happening in the real world. He noticed that a white vixen came and sat on his lap. He was in a bliss. Far away, he could hear Chris laughing but he didn't care. He had a sexy female on his lap and some strong shit. Lots of strong shit. He put the joint to his muzzle every couple of seconds, and with every time he felt better. After what seemed like centuries, the vixen left and soon after, Ian regained part of his consciousness. He managed to stand up and walk to the bar. The night has just begun.
"The strongest drink in the house" Ian said to the bull.
The bull nodded and poured some crystal clear liquid into a shot.
"Make it double" Chris said as he slid in near to Ian, "You pay this time, I payed for your joint and your dance."
The barman poured another glass and gave them to his clients. Ian and Chris raised their glasses to each other and drank them quick. Chris grimaced but Ian was unmoved.
"Fuck that's strong" Chris said, "What the fuck is that?" he asked the bull.
"Our local moonshine, 95% strong." The bull responded.
"Give it again" Chris said.
The barman obliged and gave them round two. They drank it again.
"Why are you so silent Ian?" The Husky asked a bit worried.
"Man, this was just purely awesome" Ian said and signaled for the third shot.
The bull poured it and they drank it yet again.
"Hahahaha, I noticed," Chris laughed, "Damn, this stuff gets better the more you drink it" and signaled for round four.
"What were you doing in the meantime?" Ian asked.
"Well, thanks to the courtesy of the owner I got rid of my boner" Chris said, "the lioness was starving for some dog meat."
"You shouldn't be allowed to make poems" Ian riposted.
"They are art" Chris said and signaled the bull again as he didn't notice them before.
The barman now looked at them with admiration and hurried to resupply their glasses.
"How long was I out?" Ian asked, "You got a blowjob in the meantime, so what was it? 30 seconds?"
"Fuck you Ian, you were out an hour and the blowjob was just the literal climax of the whole show that the audience was allowed to take active part in." The husky dreamily said.
Ian in the meantime was looking at the TV that was above the bar.
"We are reporting to you again, the Savage case has been solved today. The accused, Assistant Mayor Dawn Bellwether (sheep) has been caught red-handed during her attempt to turn Nicholas Wilde (fox) savage in order to kill the Officer Judy Hopps (bunny) by using a concentrated essence of the flower called "Nighthowler". Her attempt was foiled by the spoken fox and the bunny who managed to switch the essence and record the sheep's confession. The police has apprehended the suspects- Dawn Bellwether and two anonymous rams. Our sources are telling that Dawn Bellwether wanted to cause public turmoil in order to exclude predators from the role of citizens of Zootopia…" The news anchormoose of ZNN reported.
"Can you believe this shit?" Chris asked and paused, " by a newbie bunny cop catching a high-ranking politician and criminal?"
"Same thing Chris" Ian said and requested the next round.
Chris laughed shortly and continued, "It's really hard to believe. In addition, a fox and a bunny working together on solving the biggest case of the last years, man, weird things are happening these days."
"Dude, we are all animals, different but that doesn't matter, look at us, I'm handsome and you are ugly, I'm smart and you are retarded, and we do get along." Ian said and drank his shot.
"Ha Ha, you are so funny." Chris said and also drank his round.
"But seriously now, it's not only about the size" Ian said and paused, "well, I guess size matters too, but size is not the only strength. Plus, as I said before. All of us here are mammals. And we lived in this city for ages. We evolved. We can live peacefully without tearing our throats out. Heck, if we were all so isolated inside our own species, we wouldn't be talking here and neither of us would get those amazing lap dances, and you wouldn't get this blowjob".
Chris smirked at the first sentences, and answered, "I agree with you Kitty, I was just saying that it's weird. However, I need to remark that we have our differences, look at my boys. We are only canines, but it's because we understand each other. We stick together not because we are racist, God forbid, but because we like each other. Because it's in our nature, we are inclined to like animals that are closely related to us."
They both signaled the barman for the 5th round.
"You are right too Chris, but it doesn't stand in the way to like, hell, love other species." Ian said.
"I'll drink to that" Chris said and raised his paw again.
They both drank in silence, but they were starting to feel really dizzy.
"Shit, we are good, but we also have limits, I don't want to pass out. Yet" Chris stated.
The news were still blazing and Ian was still looking at the TV screen.
"Such a small bunny and such courage and motivation," Ian thought as he listened to the full news report, "What I'm doing in the meantime? Getting wasted and high while risking a STD. Fuck. I'm ruining my body and my life."
He looked around, Chris switched to some lighter, 40% beverages and was flirting with one of the waitresses- a cheetah. The rest of the mammals were also busy getting horny, drunk or high. Or in many cases, a combination of two or more. Ian sighed and ordered one last round of their specialty. It came quick but it disappeared even quicker down his throat. Ian felt really dizzy now.
"Fuck. Enough of this." Ian thought.
He signaled the bull for the check and payed the requested amount.
"Hey man, the fuck are you doing, it's just midnight?" Chris asked pulling his attention from the waitress.
"Man, I will not bear it any longer, I'm tired of alcohol, drugs, sluts and fighting. I need to get myself together. If I bunny can become a cop and solve the case of the century, I, Ian Snow can get do something with my life!" He exclaimed.
Chris was dumbstruck for a second. He didn't even pay attention to the cheetah who was suggestively rubbing herself on him.
"Man, well, ummm, shit," he stuttered, "I'm your friend so I'll tell you that: do whatever you want to. I want to fuck bitches and get drunk, but I'm just a simple canine." Chris was growing more confident," So go get them tiger! Ummm, snow leopard or whoever the fuck are you, damn the moonshine must be getting to me…. Anyways, I'll be here or someplace similar if you ever need me."
Chris finished and looked at Ian with anticipation.
"Thank you Chris, I will keep in touch." Ian said.
"Yeah, yeah whatever," Chris answered absentminded as the cheetah took his attention again.
Ian stood up and staggered a bit.
"Fuck, I'll never get anywhere in this state." He thought.
Ian could feel that the drugs were still in him and being drunk didn't help.
"Do you need help?" A soft voice asked from behind and below.
Ian managed to turn around and see the same vixen that was giving him a lap dance and that was earlier seen in the train. She was fully white, from her tip of her ears to the end of her tail. She was way smaller than Ian and had really blue eyes. She was pretty and her body definitely attracted mammals from all over Downtown to this place. He found it especially sexy how she swished her tail from side to side, just like she was trying to hypnotize him.
"The fuck are you doing here?" Ian asked and staggered again.
"I took the shorter route dumbass." She answered.
"Ohhhhh, okay" Ian said and sat down this time.
"Coming back, do you need help?" the vixen asked
"Yeah, but depends what kind" Ian smirked while saying that.
"Any that you need- but some have their cost" the vixen said and smirked too.
"You, I like you, what's your name?" Ian asked.
"My real name or stage name?" The vixen answered a question with a question.
"Real name, I don't even get the whole stage name thingy." Ian clarified.
"I'm Jessie, Jessie Whitetail."
"Hello Jessie, I'm Ian Snow, it's a real pleasure to meet you"
Jessie blushed a little and said, "So what help do you need?"
I need to get back to my flat in Tundratown and I'm not really in a state to do so" Ian said and looked at himself from all angles.
"I can help with that, I saw you at the train station, and I know the area."
"I live in this apartment complex near to the docks. Can you take me there?"
"I will, but I have three hours of my shift left." She sighed.
"I can't wait this long," Ian whined," How about I pay you for the three hours so you can take me home? Damn, I should take you not the other way around."
Jessie pondered for a minute and said, "Sure, it will cost you 3,500 bucks. A thousand for each hour and an extra 500 for the clients place."
He gave her the money and she went to give it to whoever ran this place, dress up, as she couldn't appear on the street in a white bra and panties. Ian did his best not to fall asleep in the meantime. The alcohol was really getting to him. Gladly, he didn't need to wait long. The vixen appeared in her black coat and helped him up. The black panther bouncer let them out. The fresh air, pretty cold at night, refreshed Ian a bit so he could stand on his own. Jessie led him the shorter way to the train station. If he was losing balance, she always managed to help him stand, although he was taller by at least 2 feet and probably three times as heavy. They didn't need to wait a long time as the train soon showed up. It was empty. Ian gladly sat down and closed his eyes. He could feel the vixen sitting next to him.
"How are you big guy?" Jessie asked.
"Like the world is a giant carousel" He answered
She giggled and the voyage continued in silence. After a couple of minutes, they have arrived at the Tundratown train station where they first saw each other.
"Get up" Jessie commanded.
Ian grunted but obliged. The journey to his home wasn't long and was pretty good, considering he didn't fall asleep while standing and fall down on the snow. After what seemed like weeks. He was home. He still had more than a thousand left so he could pay for the rent. He managed to climb up to the 4th floor with Jessie helping him. He also managed to unlock the door after a few tries. His flat was really small. A bed, a desk with a chair and a microwave and a small bathroom behind wooden doors. It had no extra additions or furniture.
"Wow, you really aren't doing the best are you?" Jessie asked
"Nope" Ian said and laid down on his bed while closing his eyes.
"How did you get this many dollars though?" The vixen asked.
"You don't want to know." Ian said without opening his eyes.
"You want me to go?" Jessie asked a bit nervous.
"No, stay if you can." Ian pleaded.
"Good, because you paid for me for three hours. And getting you here took half of this time." She said, "And after that, you don't have to pay"
As he heard these words, Ian's eyes fluttered open. Jessie was standing above him and she dropped her coat to the ground. She was still wearing her white underwear. Her tail began to brush around again. Before Ian could react, she slipped onto his bed and kissed him deeply. Ian grabbed her and pulled her deeper in. It was going to be long night…
"MR. SNOW, WE AREN'T HERE EITHER TO HEAR ABOUT YOUR SEXUAL LIFE" the fox shouted while the rat was furiously typing.
"I don't want to leave anything out from the testimony" Ian said with a slight smile.
The fox was boiling with anger again. It was clear that his anger amused the leopard.
"If you don't want to hear a heck of the story, then I won't tell it." Ian said flatly, but still was smiling, "however I believe it's enough for today. I will continue tomorrow."
The fox was still boiling but the rat just shrugged although you could see that he was disappointed. Ian still motionless and his eyes stopped moving between his seated guests. He instead started looking into the mirror again while still slightly smiling.
"See you soon Mr. Clawson, Mr. Rodent," Ian said without looking at them.
The mammals packed and exited. This time the fox marched out first, followed by the wolf. The rodent was last but he also hurried out quickly. Ian could hear the lock clicking. He was alone with his guardians again.
"Hello Chief, you missed us?" Nick said while approaching Chief Bogo with a cup of coffee.
"Don't start it Wilde" the chief snorted and slowly drank the coffee.
Judy meanwhile was staring silently through the panel of glass at the snow leopard.
"What happened with Mr. Ice-Cold while we were gone?" Nick asked curious.
The Chief rolled his eyes but Judy didn't make any reaction.
"A very explicit story about he fought, smoked, drank and fucked. And how he first heard about you two."
"During which of these actions he did hear about us?" Nick asked even more curious.
Bogo rolled his eyes again and this time Judy kicked Nick.
"Owww, Carrots, stop it. You know that you are stronger than you look." Nick scowled.
"You stop it Nick, we are in a middle of something" Judy said.
"The interrogation room?" Nick asked while smirking.
Both Nick and Judy groaned.
"Okay, okay, I'll stop" Nick said while his grin still dominated his muzzle.
All three of them kept watching the prisoner in silence who was still looking straight at them.
"Queer, it's like he knows that we are here." Bogo said.
"It's because he knows. He does exactly know who is standing behind this pane of glass." Judy stated and all three fell silent again.
Side note: The next chapter, or the one after that will definitely will be about Judy and Nick, so please be patient...