Everyone was speechless. Nobody saw that coming. That must have been a hustle.
On the way to the bullpen, the three detectives were quiet. Judy was trying to drag Aaron away from Clawhauser as far as possible, while Nick was running after them. Aaron was too busy fighting his own battle against his possessiveness, so there were no talk made.
Now, they stood there, having dozens of wide eyes filled with shock and disbelief on them, like the fact that they worked here was the biggest miracle since Francine's backflip.
Aaron was still a tad bit upset at Clawhauser, and the fact that everyone in the bullpen were looking at him like that didn't help calming his primal anger, and he did not hesitate to voice it.
''What?! Never seen a wolf before?!" shouted the Lupine. That seemed to work, because suddenly everyone started blinking, and so the wave of disappointed groans, outraged and disbelieving questions and angry stares began flooding at them.
''You guys are together? What?"
''I should have known! Nothing is ordinary with these three"
''Clawhauser hustled us! And I thought the Chief was bad"
''A wolf and the bunny together? That's even more weirder than the other two possibility."
Aaron and Judy were really confused now. They had no idea what the sudden outburst was about. Bet? Benji hustling them? A wolf and the bunny tog- WHAT?
They looked at their paws and saw Judy's still holding Aaron's. Upon seeing that, they got it where half of the misunderstanding was coming from, and separated while nervously chuckling in embarrassment. But not all three of them were on the same thought train.
Nick started off as confused too, but soon he started to listen carefully.
''I thought Aaron had better taste"
''I think they are kinda cute together"
''They made me lose 20 bucks, that prey chasing excuse of a canine"
''Freak wolf"
''Freak bunny"
Who do these hideous bastards think they are?! I will beat the living fluff out of them if they dare saying one more thing about my wolf! He is my wolf not hers!
He quickly became fumed and boiled with anger. The old Nick would have even been amused that his colleagues were able to make a secret bet without him getting wind of that, but the old Nick was dead, thanks to a determined bunny and a beautiful wolf, and he did not like it if they were talked about in this manner. His primal need to defend what's his was slowly overtaking him with every word he heard, and it was not long before he would lash out.
In the mean time, Charles was walking in one of the corridors of the ZPD. He was heading towards the bullpen of the officers, where he thought his new detectives would be. He had a coffee mug in one hand that he occasionally took a sip from and Wolford's file in the other that he was reading.
Male timber wolf, 33, been working on the side of the law for 6 years, was unemployed before, biggest achievement is making a breakthrough on the case with the Celvaz family, when, thanks to his quick thinking and good nose, he discovered where the entire mafia family would deal drugs with another criminal family. Every one from Celvaz has been arrested…..Hm, Not bad, I can work with that.
His thoughts were interrupted by loud groans and shouts coming from his destination. His curiosity grew and decided to check out what the commotion was about.
He entered the room and saw his detectives facing the other officers, who seemed to be pretty upset over something and was continuously making unexplainable questions, thus making the detectives go speechless and confused, much to Charles' amusement. Although the fact that some mammal thought that Judy, his date for tonight, was together with Wolford, did in fact make him a bit jealous, but he watched how the events went with great care while sipping his coffee.
His amusement did not last long, because once he laid his eyes on Wilde, he saw nothing but a very angry fox, who was waiting for the right moment to pounce on somebody. Charles realised that if he was feeling a bit jealous of his date being misunderstood like this, what would Wilde feel like when his presumable mate was in a situation like this. Charles could smell the marks and was clever enough to guess that their relationship status was already at the mate rank, and in this situation, he could guess that the fox was doing everything in his power not to bare his fangs at somebody.
So Charles entered the room and intervened.
''Ahem! Can everybody quiet down for a second?!" shouted Charles, making everyone in the room look at him with great interest.
Right, they probably don't even know who I am.
''Good morning everyone, I'm Deputy Chief Pictus, pleasure to make your acquaintances, and I feel like there has been a huge misunderstanding here. I think if we all took a good sniff in the air, we would understand what I mean, shall we?" asked the painted dog, while trying to sound as professional as possible.
The officers did as advised, and Charles could see understanding flash through some of their faces, but there were still some pretty clueless mammals, who looked at the others' for guidance. Charles inwardly groaned.
I really hope that they just have a stuffed nose, and not actually that stupid. I mean, come on! One mark is hard not to smell in a 25 meter radius, and let's not talk about two. How didn't any of them got wind of stuff immediately is beyond me.
He sighed in half disappointment half annoyance, and thought about the best way to explain his point, so everybody would understand him. He thought and realized that he doesn't even have to do anything, and could still make a win-win situation for everyone.
''Detective Wolford, could you please, demonstrate what I mean?" asked the painted dog while nodding his head towards the wolf's mate. Aaron followed his directions, and saw his fox looking at the group of officers with daggers in his eyes that, if were possible, could kill them, his hackles were arisen to all time high, his tail and ears were rigid in alert, his muzzle was deformed to a visible snarl and Aaron could hear a faint growl aswell. As hot as Bushy Tail looked like now, and as the fox expressed: „All defensive and sweet", it was now making the Vulpine's mate wide-eyed in realization of how bad this whole situation could have been to his fox.
''Certainly, sir" complied Aaron quickly and jumped next to Nick. He crouched to be on the level of Nick's eyes, tilted his head, and kissed him deeply. He could care about the consequences of kissing in front of their colleagues and presumably their boss once he comes in, but he wanted to soothe his mate, and tell him in the best way possible, that he would not leave him for all the treasure of the world. Plus they had to come clean somehow, and as some officers said it: nothing is ordinary with them.
Nick were still very upset, but when his mate kissed him, and felt his wolf's tongue enter his mouth, he forgot everything and melted into it. Wolfie was here, and Nick knew that his wolf would not leave him, but still, the reassurance did manage to calm down something inside him, that were making him aggressive.
When they finally separated, they smiled at each other dreamily. Nick scratched his mate's muzzle, making him close his eyes and enjoy the feeling. Both their tails were wagging happily, and as embarrassing as it was, at least now everyone in the room knew that now they were safe to be talked to.
Speaking of everyone in the room, they were now loudly whopping and cheering. The kiss did wonders in clearing all the possible questions, and even the ones that lost the bet were loudly expressing their approval and banging their fists on the table. It felt really nice that there were so many mammals in the precinct that were okay with them being together. Snarlov, one of the other wolves in the precinct, and a good friend of Aaron, were praising his friend, like he knew that this time would eventually come.
After it, they have been told about the ongoing, or as of now, closed betting pools that Clawhauser made. The canines were not mad at all, they were actually pretty interested in the details, not like Judy, who were a bit outraged, but since no actual harm were done, she could let it go easily. This was so not the day of getting mad at pity things like this. She had a date with the most handsome mammal in the world tonight, his friends finally found happiness, and they may get their first serious case as detectives today. So yeah, this day just wasn't her time to care.
While the detectives were listening to the other officers, Charles was inspecting their behaviour with great interest, and least to say he liked what he saw.
Whatever Wolford did in the past, he seems to be able to restrain Wilde. Yeah, no doubt, I definitely need him in this team. Who knows, maybe he has some secret skill that he doesn't show us as a bonus maybe.
Soon, Bogo came in, and was genuinely pleased to see his new detectives in the first row, although Wilde and Wolford could have been a bit less obvious when marking each other, even he could sense that it was a whole body marking, not just one spot. After assigning his officers into their required tasks, he commanded the trio to do their usual patrolling this morning, come back to their also usual morning report, and from there, they will be under the pained dog's command. The canines were really satisfied with their tasks. A whole morning feeling each other's warmth and showing their love where only Judy could see it (which didn't bother them) was just too good to pass on.
For Aaron, to have his mate in his lap, hug him and continuously nuzzle and kiss him was like the best feeling ever. And after what happened this morning, he needed the comfort to feel his mate under his protection.
For Nick, he was just as happy as his wolf. He really enjoyed the last time he was in his lap; his grooming, his soothing heartbeat drumming in his ears and the feeling of contentment of his hug made the usually exciting patrol, be exciting AND enjoyable. He was really not looking forward to that new cruiser.
Judy on the other hand was a bit disappointed. He wanted a case goddamnit, a real one with hard puzzles, rapid chases, gun fights or something, not to patrol and arrest pickpockets and speeding teenagers….. although now that she thinks about it, being under his favourite boss' command (Sorry Bogo) did sound very appealing, and at least she could watch his friends be the cutest thing she has ever seen.
I'm a huge hypocrite, but I really don't care, truth is the truth.
So they bid adieu to the other officers and Charles, who sent a wink towards Judy, making her blush, and went down to the garage. Aaron and Nick literally charged towards the cruiser, opened the door and took their new favourite position; Nick in Aaron's lap, and said Lupine's hands were around his fox, hugging him tightly and resting his muzzle on his head. Judy needed every restraint in her body not to Aww when both her friends got comfortable, closed their eyes sighed in euphoria.
The patrol was really unusual today. Seemingly every criminal decided to work while the trio were close, so they made 23 arrests just this morning, making everyone, even Clawhauser wide-eyed of their efficiency. It really did seem like that Aaron was a bliss to their already super team.
Now they were patrolling one of the streets near the main square. Aaron was currently lightly nibbling on one of Nick's ears while the fox was grooming his tail. Even tough Judy was wary at first that they wouldn't be helping her spotting suspicious activity on the streets, but it seemed like they had a third eye or something, since they detected almost all of the offenders, while being totally lost in each other, much to the bunny's surprise.
''Hey Bushy Tail." Spoke up Aaron suddenly, making Nick open his eyes and look up.
''Yes, Wolfie?" asked Nick still being numb by his wolf's caressing.
''You remember our deal, right?" mumbled Aaron while marking the top of Nick's head again, just because he could and wanted to.
''Of course, I already have some ideas for the date." Informed Nick, opting his smug smile. Upon hearing the word 'date' One of Judy's ears turned towards them.
''Oh? Care to elaborate?" asked Aaron looking very interested and curious.
''Well, since I know that traditions are in your blood, and as much as you want to deny, it would make you uncomfortable not to follow any of them, I thought how about we follow both species' customs. You wolves are not the only canines with traditions, us sly foxes have some too, even though I don't follow any of them, but for you, I will try." Admitted Nick.
''That's sweet of you, but I'm still pretty curious about what's in your foxy head." Smiled Aaron. Unbeknownst to Nick and Judy, after he took care of his fainted mother the other day, he searched up fox traditions, and found out that there are very little contradictions between the two species.
''Well, for example, the traditional fox dating starts with the vixen getting approval from the tod's mother. Last night's dinner invitation from her was I think a big enough approval, so we can move into the next step. If the tod agrees, the vixen chooses the place of the first date, and pays for everything there. If the tod is still interested, the second date is his to arrange and pay for. If both are satisfied after all that, it's their choice from now on, until marriage that is. So, do you have any wolf law I should be aware of, or is it an okay plan?" asked Nick cooly, although his tone kind of betrayed his excitement. He smiled, when he felt the wolves tail wag when he mentioned marriage.
''Well, for us wolves, the first step is the male asking the female for a date, and if she agrees, it is basically a game to impress the she-wolves. We date until the she-wolves says no, or agrees to be the 'lover' of the male. This is a pretty long process, could take months and sometimes hundreds of dates until the she-wolf decides. Considering that we jumped into the end immediately, we don't have to fear the possibility of this very extreme event happening. So how about we do a traditional wolf date as the first, and a fox one as the second?" proposed Aaron. Nick chuckled at that.
''Clever wolf. Let's do this. So either way, you will take care of everything now, and we will see if your 'she-wolf' thinks you are worthy for another date." Teased Nick smugly.
''Oh well, if that's the case, I hope your 'vixen' won't dissapoint you." Teased back Aaron, making both of them laugh.
Judy eavesdropped the whole conversation, and was pretty impressed of what she heard. It wasn't like bunnies didn't have any traditions, it's just that she didn't really care for any of those, but hearing how complicated and long-term some canine traditions were, she kind of hoped that painted dogs doesn't have these, and if they do, Charles wasn't following them. Because if he was, it would be unfair towards him not to put some lagomorph ones into the mix too, which Judy really wasn't looking forward to. He would have to ask Charles about it later today.
Her thoughts were interrupted by Bogo's gruff voice coming from the radio.
''Cruiser 701, do you copy?" asked Bogo. Nick took the radio in his paws started talking into it.
''10-4, this is Cruiser 701, Wilde reporting, what is the problem chief? Are you already missing us? Can't blame you for it." Teased Nick. Aaron had to shuffle a laugh in his mate's neck fur.
''Save the nonsense Wilde, we have a report of a fraud being committed at the corner of Harvey St. And Botany St. Suspect is believed to be a Fennec fox selling his merchandise illegally. Could you check it out?" asked Bogo. Both Nick and Judy's eyes widened in recognition. This description could only be one mammal.
''Of course Chief, we will make sure that this troublemaker will learn his lesson. Wilde out." His smile grew with every words. Then he put down the transmitter and looked at Judy. She was headbutting the wheel, being careful not to hit the horn, while his ears were dropped
''Why. Him. WHY?!" groaned Judy between headbutts, strengthening the laughter of Nick. Aaron was totally clueless.
''Is there something I should know of? What's with this fennec?" asked Aaron looking between his partners. Seeing that Nick was unable to explain, Judy sighed and took care of it.
''Have you read the case files of the Nighthowler case?" asked Judy while peaking through her ears. Aaron nodded.
''Have you read about Nick's hustling partner?" asked Judy, while getting closer to their destination.
''Oh…Oh! You mean the Desertclaw guy? Is he our culprit?" asked the wolf seemingly getting wind of stuff, but secretly he still had no idea what's so funny about that.
''Cuplrit?!" Laughed Nick like it was the stupidest thing he has ever heard. Making the wolf really confused now. He looked at Judy for guidance who seemed really annoyed while driving.
''As I said, he was Nick's hustling partner. Which means, whatever he had done, we cannot bring him in, since he probably used some kind of loophole in the law." Explained Judy, while they arrived at the scene.
''Well, considering, that we have our own hustler here, I'm sure we can do something about him." Commented Aaron while nuzzling the fox's neck, who was currently gasping for air and laughing.
They exited the vehicle, and it wasn't really hard to detect the fennec leaning on the wall of a building, doing something on his phone.
Finnick was a really happy fox now, which was a pretty rare occurence. After Wilde left the hustling game and joined the fuzz, he had to find some other way to get his usual income. He tried hustling alone, even searching for a partner, but nobody seemed competent enough, and he couldn't get by alone. Nobody seemed to buy the lone babby fox scheme. Wilde, as annoying as he was, was at least good on some level, and without him, Finnick had to admit that it wasn't the same. He wasn't angry at the red fox, he was actually pretty proud of him for getting his life in a straight line, and it was thanks to the bunny.
Finnick liked Judy, as naive as she was when they first met, she quickly showed them, that she is not to be messed with. And the hustle she pulled on Wilde was like the best he has ever seen. He managed to get her number, and sometimes secretly messaged her, inquiring about Wilde's well-being, not like the stupid red fox would ever contact him or something. But he couldn't blame him, he would be pretty busy too after changing sides of the law, which he kind of did.
It all started with him not getting any work. Finnick was unemployed and had to start pickpocketing and shoplifting. That is, until he got a phone call from Chief Bogo. The Chief of the fuzz actually called him, and wanted to make a deal. That phone call really changed everything in his life.
At first he was hesitant. He thought he was in trouble, but quickly discovered that it was nothing like he expected. The chief notified him of Wilde being gay and what not, which really didn't surprise the fennec; After the red fox was offered a lap dance from the sexiest Vixen in all of Zootopia back in the days, Finnick wasn't even thinking of the possibility of him refusing and was very jealous of him. Turned out, he actually did reject her, in front of Finnick's eyes, doesn't even stealing a glance at the vixens 'accessories' that were impossible to not ogle if you were straight. After that, he filed Wilde as either mentally retarded or gay. Or both.
After reassuring the chief of the fuzz, that he was aware or this fact, the chief told him that Wilde found himself a wolf, who was his colleague. When he heard that it was a timber wolf who got the attention of the red fox, he almost died of laughter. The irony was just too much, since he knew that Wilde had a particular disliking towards wolves in general, he always called them 'dumb-dumbs' or something like this. And here he was, hearing that his old partner laid his eyes on one.
Then the chief told him about his part of the deal, which he questioned greatly. Why would the chief of the fuzz need a picture of Wilde and that wolf smooching while the bunny was cheering them? Well, he was clueless, but the chief notified him, that he should handle it like another hustle, and he will allow any kind of method in order to get the picture. Now that was more to his liking. He was officially granted permission to hustle Wilde any way he wanted. He would have been fine with that, catching up with the red fox and hustling him was plenty enough for the fennec, but the chief insisted in his giving something in return.
The chief told him, that he had heard that he was unemployed, and if Finnick was interested, and got the picture of course, he would make sure to get him a place in the fuzz, where he could use his hustling skills legally and that his past would be pardoned by the frigging mayor. Finnick didn't know what to do then.
On one paw, he would get 'colleagues', that he was sure would definitely annoy him with their friendliness or simply hate him because he was a fox. He would be cutting contacts with some of his shadier 'friends', since very little would want to be acquainted with a fuzz.
On the other paw, he would have a steady income, he would be closer to Wilde, and he could legally hustle others, but not for money, for information, which was soooo much easier if you were at Finnick's level. His past would be overlooked, so he doesn't have to fear that the fuzz would one day turn up at his van and bring him in. He would be respected in some ways, and could actually reconnect with his father, after running away when he was 8. He would have immediately said yes, but there was one more thing: The academy. He asked about whether he has to participate in that stuff. He had heard from the bunny about that physical hell that was actually pretty hard, especially for smaller mammals. The chief reassured him, that professional interrogators only have to do yearly skill tests of mammal reading, logic skills and creativity, which Finnick happened to excel at. He still has to have a kind of job interview and a skill test with a real criminal, but if he completed all that, and got the picture, he would have a green light to a newer and better life.
He accepted the deal, and already knew the way to make Wilde partake in…what did the chief call it? 'P-D-A'? Something like that. He has to learn fuzz words sooner or later anyways. So, the way to hustle the red fox is to use his own strength against him: His incredible skill of winning bets and dares.
The chief told him to be at the corner of Harley and Botany, where the trio will turn up around 11:00 am. So, he was there, looking over fuzz procedures and stuff. Then he looked at the clock of his phone. It read 10:59. Then he saw from the corner of his eye a police car stopping close to him, and a red fox, a black and grey timber wolf and a grey bunny hopped out of the cruiser. He opted his own mask of indifference, but smiled inwardly. His first legal hustle is about to happen, and he could sense that it will be an easy one.
Show time
''Oh would you look at that! Isn't it Officer Toot-toot again? Heard you were pretty naughty these days, and came to check up on you." Teased Nick with a sly smile. The wolf and the bunny were standing next to him looking serious and professional, but Finnick could see that the wolf was restraining a chuckle, presumably on the damned nickname, and the bunny was restraining a groan aswell.
Finnick signaled them to wait a second. He pretended to finish a message and close some windows, but in the mean time, he was looking over the wolf. As a canine aswell, the moment they opened the cruiser, Finnick could smell both of their marks on each other, making his job easier. If Wilde, the one who always told him, that patience is key, was able to mark and presumably, mate with the wolf in such a short time, then this wolf must have some kind of spell on the red fox, that he managed to break his mask and make him forget his precious patience.
The wolf was a normal timber wolf, maybe a bit smaller than usual, but nothing out of the ordinary. He reeked of Wilde, which meant that the fox marked him more than once, and more than one place, which meant that Wilde lost his self-restraint aswell, which Finnick has never thought was possible, but the evidence was right in front of him.
''Wilde, what are talking about?" asked Finnick finally looking at the detectives. He saw the wolf's eyes widen a bit upon hearing his deep voice. He got so used to it, it wasn't even offending him anymore, nor could he fault the wolf.
''Mr. Desertclaw, we had a report of a fennec fox illegally selling merchandise in this area. What do you have to say in your defense?" cut in Judy. Finnick saw the repentance in her eyes upon saying that, which meant that she didn't want to be hard on the fennec, but he knew that she had procedures to do, friend or not.
As an answer, Finnick opted a confused face, and looked around behind his back, like he was looking for something. Then he looked back at the bunny.
''Officer, as you can see, there is no illegal sale happening around here, because there isn't anything to sell to begin with. I don't know who would report me, but I bet Wilde enjoyed hearing about that." accused Finnick. He got a chuckle out of the fox, and could see the wolf's eyes narrow a bit.
The protective kind, I see.
''You have no idea…." Sighed Judy. Upon seeing his chance to start, he began his hustle.
''Wilde, what is that smell you have, you are wearing cologne or something?" asked Finnick dumbfounded while sniffing the air rapidly. He had to make Wilde reveal it to him in order for the hustle to work.
And when he saw the red fox smile smugly, he knew that he was winning.
''Oh well, I may have some big news for you Little Toot-toot. You see that beautiful specimen of a timber wolf there?" asked Nick while leaning down at his level and pointed towards Aaron. Finnick played along and looked at the wolf with a suspicious glare.
''Yeah I can see it, what are you doing around a wolf, Wilde?" asked Finnick looking really confused, but inside he was really unamused and annoyed of the red fox when he was all smug and sly.
''Well I may have changed my mind about them, did you know that they are actually pretty clever if you get to know them?" asked Nick while walking towards the wolf and lightly hitting him, making the wolf smile. Although, Finnick saw the patience of the bunny getting short, so he had to speed things up.
''And why do you smell like him? Were you like, closed in a closet with him or something?" asked Finnick. He saw the fox's eyebrow rise, and his smile grow.
Oh boy, did your mask get rusty Wilde
''No….But now that you mention it, there are no cameras there, you hear that Wolfie?" shouted Nick to the wolf who couldn't restrain his blush and a nervous chuckle.
''Hehe…noted." Mumbled the wolf. Finnick started to feel the wolf. Wilde could be a pain in the rump if he wanted.
''What do you mean, Wilde? Out with it!" demanded the fennec. Then he saw that goddamned smile, that signaled that he was about to say something really dumb.
''Oh, you know, nothing really, expect that this wolf heeeere…. may be a very good at lying, dancing and painting." Said Wilde mysteriously. Now Finnick was actually interested in what he meant. Wilde usually said some very dumb stuff with that smile, not compliments. He looked over to the two other mammals and saw that they were tilting their heads in confusion aswell, signaling that neither did they know what the red fox meant.
''Wilde…." Mumbled Finnick, while urging the fox to continue. Which was a mistake, because that stupid smile grew on his face.
''Did you know that he had a really good silver tongue? And I mean it literally. His tongue is like a real adventurer. To top it off, his hip movements are doing better work than a professional dancer's and he has a very good way with his fingers, if you know what I mean." Whispered Nick to the fennec, but loud enough that his partners could hear it. Finnick was wide-eyed, or at least he pretended to be. In reality he was now really annoyed.
Okay, scratch that, he is still a frigging tailhole
Since he expected this kind of reply, and was not surprised, he only had to put on a mask of shock that was one of the easier ones to sell. While Wilde was laughing his butt off, Finnick could see both the bunny and the wolf (especially the wolf) blush and facepalm. After some second a snort escaped the Lupine and started chuckling lightly. Finnick knew that this was the reaction when something so unbelievable happened that one's mind can't comprehend, so their body try to ease their inner pain by humor. The bunny was not at this level, being with Wilde for over a year and what not, but she still nonetheless became red and hid behind her ears.
Finnick was only one question away from success, so he put his hands in his pockets, seemingly a nervous response, but in reality he was taking his phone in his paw, getting ready to take the picture.
''W-W-Wilde…. You mean you and him….. and that y-you are….No way, I don't believe you. There is no way you are all kissy-kissy, you are just your usual teasing and annoying self" Shook his head Finnick and crossed his arms. He looked like he was in deep denial, but he was smiling inwardly when the fox ended laughing and saw, that he took it as a dare, so Finnick opened his camera in his pocket. It was a skill he never really used, but now it came handy.
''Oh really? You don't think it's true?" continued the red fox. Finnick only grunted and rolled his eyes, showing that he really thought it was just one of the red Vulpine's stupid games. And Oh boy, did that worked.
Nick walked over to Aaron, jumped into his arms dramatically, making the wolf almost stumble and kissed him deeply. Aaron didn't need any encouraging and melted into it. The paw that was grabbing Finnick's phone, pulled said device out just enough so the camera was peeking from his pocket, and took several pictures, guaranteeing that at least one of them will be good.
Bingo
He quickly put his clueless and shocked mask on, like he did not expect that coming.
Nick ended the kiss, but didn't let go of his wolf, instead he stayed in his arms and looked back at the fennec.
''Still sceptical?" commented Nick while petting Aaron's head, making him close his eyes in contentment.
''Goddamit….maaan" fake-groaned Finnick. Nick looked at him now with a hint of worry.
''I hope it's not a problem for you buddy…" said Nick getting down from his mate's arms, and walking over to Finnick.
''Nah, man, it's all good, it's just… a lot to take in, y'know?" replied Finnick. This was the first sentence of his that contained a slight hint of honesty.
''I know, and I don't blame you…..Hey, how about we go out for a drink or something and catch up?" sighed Nick while smiling a genuine one. Finnick did everything in his power to look grumpy and stubborn, but oh how he wanted to smile now, but that would make the fox open his mouth again, which would end up Finnick getting charged for assaulting an officer of the law, and he did not want that either.
''Sure, whatever." Grunted Finnick.
''Thanks buddy. Now, it does seem like it was a false report, and there are nothing naughty happening in this area, so we are sorry for disturbing you mister, and we wish a good day." Said goodbye Nick with his lazy 2-fingered salute, and started walking back with his companions.
''Officer Toot-toot?" asked the wolf.
''Long story…" sighed the bunny.
When their cruiser was finally out of the horizon he dialed Bogo's number.
''Chief Bogo here, you got it?" came his usual gruff voice of the Chief.
''Yes, I do, and then more. Whatever you need those pictures for, you will be satisfied." Smiled Finnick.
