=Author's Notes=

I should've clarified with the feathers. They're not exactly rainbow-coloured. They're white to beige, with colourful stripes on them.

The Peacock Club

"So," Said Judy, looking at their board. "Let's go over the facts." Nick nodded. "The feathers are always under the vending machines. They're always the identical rainbow-coloured feather."

"Aaaand that's all we got." Nick said.

Judy groaned and her face fell. There was a knock on the door as the antelope Chief-assistant entered. "Guess what, you're going undercover." She informed them.

Judy growled. "No, we're not. Can't you tell we're busy? Go bother – oh, I don't know, EVERY other policeman in this establishment?"

"Nope, it's you. Sorry, the Chief himself signed the assignment." She threw the file at them and left, closing the door behind them.

Judy stomped her foot on the floor angrily. "Oh that… that bitch I will skin her!"

Nick narrowed his eyes. "You certainly dislike her."

"Dislike her? I hate her. She's just so… full of herself! Who gave her the right to talk to us like that?" Nick sighed as he went behind Judy and started massaging her shoulders.

"Just take deep breaths, Carrots. Perhaps, this little mission will be interesting." Judy's shoulders relaxed under Nick's careful fingers. Judy left, causing Nick's paws to feel very empty, and picked up the file.

She opened it. "The Peacock Opera is said to distribute drugs. We have to go and catch the dealers." Judy rolled her eyes.

"Hey, that's not bad, a night at the opera!" Nick told her. It's almost like a date, right?

"I suppose. I've always wanted to hear some high-class music in Zootopia, anyway." She smiled at him and Nick's mood improved greatly, as it always did when Judy smiled.

"This. Is. Ridiculous." Nick said, looking down at his clothes with great disapproval. He was dressed in the poshest clothes the office had. A suit with grey and black stripes and a tie. Judy on the other side, was dressed in what Nick thought was a marvellously beautiful dress.

"Oh, it feels nice to dress up once in a while." She admitted. She turned a full circle around herself. "How do I look?"

Stunning… "Yeah, great, let's go."

"Gee, just the kind of support you'd expect from your best friend." She muttered. She raised an eyebrow at him humorously. "Think I can hit any hot bunny-guys with this?"

Nick tried hard to prevent his fists from clenching and put on a mask. "Doubtlessly." She rolled her eyes.

"So, let's go, and dare I say Monsieur Nicolaus, you like famishing tonight!" She said with a poorly-acted accent.

"That's not even correct phrasing." Nick told her.

Judy sighed. "Can't you just play along for once? Does it make you happy to make me look stupid?"

"Yes, 100% absolutely." Nick repeated.

Judy sighed again, but it was obvious she was happy with Nick's remark. "Let's go, foxy."

"Will this unbearable show ever end?" Nick groaned as he sipped his drink, which he thought was unnecessarily expensive.

"It's rather enjoyable, if you ask me." Judy told him.

Nick groaned again, less loudly. They were supposed to be undercover after all. "No drug-doings here. Literally, this is a waste of my time. I hate fancy things." He mumbled.

"Why? It's nice to wear a nice hat and dance like a noble every now and then." Judy sipped her carrot cocktail.

"Take it from somebody who was raised by a single mother and lived in the streets for six months, you're not putting on a hat, but a mask." He said, looking at his drink intensely.

Judy's ears fell as sadness washed through her eyes. Nick sighed and put his hand over hers. "Look, I didn't mean to sound like I was blaming you for anything. I'm not." He smiled at her. "Really."

Judy's ears lifted slightly. "Thanks Nick."

Suddenly, the lights turned down as a light hit the stage. A voice echoed from the speakers. "The event of the evening, our beloved singer, the Rainbow Peacock!" Said a tough male voice as applaud echoed.

From the curtains moved forth a beautiful white peacock, with a purple satin dressed carefully around it. Nick raised an eyebrow. "Rainbow?"

The Peacock reached the microphone and coughed. "Welcome all! What a lovely pleasure it is to see so many familiar faces once more, and so many new faces here!" Her voice was so alive it practically echoed on its own without need for a microphone.

"My name is Suela!" She begun, lifted her wings. She did a quick turn and begun singing in a surprisingly enchanting voice.

"Oh how the rain, it dances, on and of,"

"Oh how the sun, it shines and then hides off!"

"Oh how the clouds, they come, and then they go!"

"Oh how I'd like to form a pretty rainbow!"

She paused for a second, before she started again, now her voice louder and more vibrant.

"I like to sing, the sky, to open my eyes,"

"I'd like to cut, all of these mortal ties!"

"I'd like to be, one, with the sky"

"Oh how I'd dance," She took a deep pause and then her voice became high-pitched and reached marvellous notes, "Like a rainbooooow!"

"Like a rain-booooow!"

"I'd like to dance, and see, and live down-wrong,"

"I'd like the wind, to guide, to show me hope!"

"Because I'll shine, like a gorgeous, rainboowwww!"

Then she pulled out a beautiful, gigantic tail, filled with magnificently long feathers which were white down and then… resembling the very same rainbow-coloured feathers Nick and Judy had found.

"Nick! Those are almost exactly like the ones we found!" Judy said.

"I know!" Nick hissed. "But damn, she's a good singer."

"Yeah, a good singer that wants to rule the world! Come on!" She said, grabbing Nick's hand as they ran to the stage. They pulled out their badges. "ZPD! Freeze!" Judy said.

Immediately the eyes behind the peacock mask went blank as the singer, who revealed herself to be a white Jaguar, ran behind the stage. Nick and Judy followed her behind the curtains, as they saw the white tail, now fully having abandoned the costume, running up the ventilation.

"Oh, why you!" Judy said, pressuring on her knees before she jumped up right into the ventilation. Nick stared at her, his eyes open.

"Um, some of us weren't included in the main cast of Hop!" Nick said irritated.

"Oh." Judy said from the ventilation. Suddenly, a heavy metallic object landed on Nick's tail.

"Shit!" He screamed, removing his tail. "Motherfu-" UGH. That hurt like a bitch.

"Um, everything alright down there?" Judy asked.

"Yeah, nothing off – other than the fact that you just landed a fridge on my tail!" He said, growling angrily.

"Nick, don't overreact. Just use the damn grappling hook and get here!" She said and ran away.

Nick froze for a second. Who just carries around a grappling hook? And how does one even use this thing? His thoughts echoed furiously in his head. Nick aimed high, clicked the lever and the grapple shot up, visually locking itself somewhere deep in the ventilation. Nick clicked the button to pull up, but no sooner than two seconds had he lifted himself off the ground than he was back, a loud thud reaching his ears as he felt the pain of hitting the floor with his back, another smaller thud as the grapple fell on his stomach.

He grunted and pushed the damn thing off, scouring the room until he found a ladder he could use. Surprisingly convenient. He placed it just right so he wouldn't fall again and climbed up. He took in a deep sniff and he followed Judy's sent through the ventilation. It eventually led to an opening. He jumped down, only to face Judy cornering the white Jaguar who was stacked against shelves.

"What took you so long?" Judy asked.

Nick, who was panting, glared at her simply. "I tried to use that devil-device of yourself and almost died!"

"You don't know how to use a grappling hook?" Judy asked, before her attention turned to the jaguar. "Whatever." She took a deep breath.

"Please." Said the Jaguar. Her normal voice was calm. "I don't have any relation to the drug dealings. I just sing. I'm broke. I've got nothing but this cub left."

Nick slapped his forehead. "We're not here for the drug-dealings."

"Yes, we are!" Judy said.

"But not now." Nick supplied.

"Please… I-"

"Look. We want to ask you about the feathers of your costume." Judy said. That took the Jaguar off-guard.

"Oh. They're costume-made. I went to this factory that made coloured-feathers and asked for them. I think I might one of the very few people that buy them – because the idea apparently had passing. Some of my fans get them, as far as I know." The Jaguar said.

Judy sighed. "I suppose we don't have any evidence to you admitting that you know of the drug-deals. If you of course were to tell us what your best guess is, then I think no consequences are brought upon you." Judy smiled sincerely.

"Really?"

Judy nodded. "I believe in second chances. Why don't you join the police-force? We do good at the ZPD." She smiled and gave her hand to the jaguar who shook it.

"I… I can't afford it. I barely have a house to stay." She muttered.

"There is a scholarship program. They supply you with money and a place to crush. I could put in a good word." Judy told her.

"You… you'd do that?"

Judy nodded. The Jaguar sighed. "The bartender does the deals, as far as I know. Never wanted too much info."

"Thank you, Suela. Why a peacock costume, by the way?" Judy asked.

"Oh, that's what they do at that bar. Singers dress as Peacocks. It's quite fancy." Suela Smiled.

"What. A. Day." Nick groaned as they were on the street.

"Tell me about it," Judy muttered. "Nick, you don't know how to use a grappling hook, your physique is questionable at best… I… I know I vouched for you and said you didn't need training to join the ZPD… but I regret my words."

Nick froze. "What?"

"I mean, imagine if we were in a life and death situation!" Judy said.

"I survived when Manches was chasing us just fine!" He told her.

"Only because I was there to save you! Three times, that is." It was late at night and their voices were raised. "Nick… I'm sorry, but I'll tell the chief to have your badge removed until you pass training."

Nick was furious. How could Judy ever do this to him? He lifted his hand a taxi that was passing. It stopped and nick muttered "Some friend you are." As he got inside and slammed the door.

"Nick!" Judy said, her paw on the taxi window. But it disappeared into the night.

Nick was woken up by an unbearably annoying sound. He groaned. Accursed doorbell. He went to his door lazily and opened it, only to find Judy behind it. She lifted a basket. "I got you candy!" She said, smiling. Nick raised an eyebrow. Judy removed the red fabric that was covering the basket to reveal a bunch of… chocolate bunnies. Nick chuckled.

Judy put the boxes on a table nearby. Nick sighed. He opened his arms. "Come in, you." Judy smiled as she jumped into his hug so hard he was pushed back onto the bed. He fell on the mattress, Judy on top of him. Good thing Nick's apartment was as small as Judy's.

"Nick… look. I won't have your badge removed as long as you promise to take the training." Judy said.

Nick sighed. "I suppose you are right. I do want to live past my thirties, after all."

Judy giggled. "Tomorrow, we have to go find out more about the factory that makes the rainbow-coloured feathers and go on an investigation."

"Yeah… tomorrow. Today, let's just-" He cut himself before he could say let's just say like this and took a breath. "Relax." Judy nodded. Nick enjoyed the wonderful sensation of Judy lying on top of him as some sunlight hit them both, as Judy got up, picked up two chocolate bunnies and again lay over Nick as they started munching down.

=Author's Notes=

2 AM and I am doing this with my life. I'm right down exhausted. My eyes are red because I've been playing Far Cry Primal all day so I had to stay late to write. Follow and Favourite the story if you liked it and please review to let me know what you think about this chapter & Show some appreciation to the energy it takes for the chapter to be written.