Nick stood petrified. They wouldn't trust the weasel, would they? He knew how persuasive his old 'friend' could be, and if he could come up with a solid argument…there wasn't much the fox could do to retaliate.
Judy jumped forward indignantly. "That's ridiculous!" she cried, hopping onto a chair and crossing her arms. "You're not going to believe that weasel, are you?"
Nick sauntered to his partner's side. "Judy," he cautioned. "That won't help." He turned towards Bogo, sticking his paws in his uniform pockets. "I had no involvement in his escape."
"Can you prove that?"
"Do I need to?"
The chief almost smiled. "No, you don't. I just wanted to know what you'd have to say for yourself."
It was a boring day at work. Apparently Zootopia's criminals were taking a break.
Nick and Judy were cooped up in their office room filling out paperwork. Or, rather, Judy filled out paperwork. Nick sat on the couch, yawned, and threw paper airplanes. "Wilde! Make yourself useful!" the bunny exclaimed when a paper airplane landed on her desk, covering her paper.
"Yes, ma'am," Nick replied, voice dripping with sarcasm. "And what is it I should be doing?"
"You could start by doing your share of this paperwork," she replied, throwing a pen with bounced off his muzzle. The fox went to work with a sigh.
A few minutes later, Judy looked up from her paper suddenly. "Nick?" she asked slowly.
"What?"
"Why did that weasel want to cast blame on you?"
"Judy wanted to drag me down with him, probably. Not uncommon." Then, sitting up a little straighter, he asked, "Where are you going with this?"
"I was just thinking…when I got shot and all…what if they're trying to scare us? Off the ZPD?"
"I doubt it. Not every criminal's a mastermind, Carrots."
"Yeah, but…"
"Do you want me to do this paperwork, or not?"
The bunny rolled her eyes, but she couldn't stay mad long.
As Nick went back to his stack of papers, he began to wonder, what if she's right?
Clawhauser burst suddenly into the pair's office. "Chief Bogo wants you," he panted.
The two glanced at each other before racing out of the room.
They found Bogo in his office. "There's been a kidnapping," he announced.
"Any leads?" Judy asked as she was handed a near-empty file.
"We've got a plate number, but that's it."
"Ok, we're on it," the bunny called, zipping out of the room. Then, to Nick, she added, "And no camel jokes this time, ok?"
Several painful hours later, they had the information they needed.
As they jogged to the car, Nick suddenly stopped. "Carrots…?" he said. "I recognize this name."
Judy peered at the papers he held. "Bill Wooland," she read. "Who is he?"
"Remember that scout troop I, uh, wasn't in?"
Realization hit the bunny. "Oh, he was one of the, wasn't he?"
The fox shrugged. "Well, this should be fun."
