EVERYBODY were clean.
Nick and Judy had used their cop cloth before Copperus finished his bath. As Copperus instruction, they went downstairs, looking around. After using another clothes—a blue t-shirt with a long dark navy blue pants—Copperus went downstairs with a bottle sprayer.
"You guys don't change your clothes?" Copperus asked.
"We don't have any as we're just been right here—not in home," Judy explained.
"Oh, yeah, right. Then you suppose to use this." Copperus gave the bottle sprayer.
"What's this? A perfume?"
"A bit. But it is a 'cloth cleaner'. You can use it for cleaning cloth from any stain, bacteria, or something else, so your clothes will be clean."
"You always have this?"
"Uh-huh. For several things, especially to clean my clothes in journey of my case that take a long time. I can't bring clothes, and you, too, I know."
"Well, nice thing to keep." Judy sprayed her cop-clothes with the 'cloth cleaner' sprayer, then Nick did as same as Judy did.
"Okay, since you've been clean," Copperus put 2 chair to around the piano, "I guess I have to show you my piano skill."
"You'll play music?" Nick asked. "This is going to night."
"Not really. It's still 19.00 and everyone still can play their piano here. Have a sit, please."
Copperus sat in front of the piano. After putting himself to the right position like a pianist, Copperus looked at Judy and Nick who were having a sit.
"Okay, lady and gentleman, it's a honor for me to play Chopin in front of you. But first, what do you want to hear?"
"What about some suggestion?" Judy said. "We really don't know about Chopin."
"Okay, beginners. I have some suggestion for you. Would you like to hear . . . this?" Copperus played the notes which is the song of Prelude in Db Major Opus 28 No. 15, Raindrop. He played just a short of it, then stopped.
"That's the full song you've said before?" Nick asked.
"Yes. I love to play it when the weather comes rains."
"Should be played at Rainforest District, then."
"Good idea."
"Well, it looks sadly one," Judy interrupted.
"Indeed. It's a sad music even though it is from major key. So, you don't want to hear it? Okay. How about . . . this?" Now Copperus played Mazurka in F Major Opus 68 No. 3. Again, he played just some notes.
"Nice song."
"This is some epic song that I like. You know, you can get any emotion from classical music." Copperus played a song of Etude in A Minor Opus 25 No. 11, Winter Wind. "This music has a savage emotion," Copperus explained when he played the song. "Here, you can taste how winter wind flows against you."
"Yeah, it reminds me about the selection in Zootopia Police Academy," Judy said, remember when she was still weak from the test in the Frigid Ice Walls—she fell and froze!
Copperus stopped in the middle of the song. He stretched his finger as he played harder like he was never played it before. "Well, another emotion you can get are epic, brilliant, confuse, amaze, and anything else. But, it's relative. Woooo, this song makes my fingers weak."
"Maybe you can just play your favorite song," Nick suggested.
"My favorite? Ah, yes. I really, really love this song! My mom always played this song for me since I was kid. The title is Polonaise Opus 53, Heroic."
"Heroic?" Nick asked, remember his past suddenly. He himself didn't know why he remembered that one.
"Why? Something you want to know?"
Nick shook his head. "Nothing. I was just thinking there's a lirycs about a hero."
"Of course not. Chopin always made the piano singing, so there's no lirycs. Do you want to see the notes?"
"No, thanks."
Copperus took a deep breathe, starting to play his favorite song.
Judy felt something special. She imagined herself as a hero. She remembered when she was nine, fighting Gideon Grey. Then her imagination came to the Zootopia Police Academy, the moment when she hustled Nick, and everything else. She was playing with her imagination as a hero within the song.
Nick felt not same with Judy. He, who was bullied, imagine himself as a hero, but he was defeated by reality. Nick wanted himself started to cry, but he knew that it was a shame. He didn't want everyone got him as a weak fox.
Copperus stopped playing as he finished the song. He exhaled proudly, looking at Judy and Nick who gave an applause.
"I like that one! It's so amazing!" Judy said.
"See? This song is amazing! It seems like you are told a tale of a hero. In kid, I wanted to be a hero, so then I got to the police academy and start to be a real cop."
"But, wait. If you have piano-playing skill like that, why do you take a job as a cop?" Nick asked.
"Well, for me, job and hobby are different. My job is a cop, and I like to play piano. If I take my hobby as my profession, it's not strange, but, I felt kind of it." Copperus stood up. "I guess I have another song that I want to play. Just a minute." He walked toward a bookcase.
"He plays nice, isn't he?" Judy asked to Nick.
"Yeah. Nice as a pianist look like."
"Have you ever seen a pianist playing?"
"Well, I'm busy on my business, so never."
"You don't know how pianist playing the piano?"
Nick shrugged. "My mom just playing flute for fun, though. My dad? I dunno. But he always keep my grandma's violin."
"I've never heard that one."
"I haven't tell you about that—"
"Guys! Come here, quick!" Copperus shouted as he saw a book.
Judy and Nick ran toward Copperus, seeing something impossible that was just happened.
The notes of the song suddenly disappeared—like it all became dust—slowly . . . to none.[]
