Dead Man Walking- A ZooTopia FanFiction series
Part 4: The Other Half
Judy's Apartment, Bedroom
Pat's P.O.V
Waking up was always my least favorite part of any morning. Whether it be on a schoolday or on the weekend, I dreaded waking up because I knew I would have to face the world in all it's glory.
That's also why I relish sleeping with girls like Judy. It gave me all the motivation I needed to stay in bed, just a few minutes more. However, as much as I enjoyed her cuddling me in her nice, warm bed, that exact same moment the doorbell went off. "Don't worry Judes. I'll get it." I muttered, sliding out of her embrace to gently walk over to the door. The next thing I know I was ducked down behind the bench because I'd heard something that stopped me in my tracks. The sound of a lock being picked. Barely audible, yet I had been trained to detect such sounds, and Judy, with her super-sensitive ears, picked it up even better than I did. Looking at me with fear in her eyes, she silently asked what to do. One thing I knew from training was that an alert enemy will always investigate any noise that wasn't there originally. Gesturing to her bathroom, I made an action that told her, 'Turn on the taps, and make some... thought-provoking noises.' Nodding and smiling slightly, she slipped out of bed and gently tip-toed across to her bathroom sink, turning it on almost as soon as the door opened. Seconds after, these little "eeps" and moans could clearly be heard above the water impacting the basin.
I heard the lockpicker stop, and a slight whine was heard. As he passed my hiding spot, I shrank back and tried not to laugh at the sight of a well-dressed fox drooling all over himself. Oh-so gently, I pushed myself to my feet, and slowly slid my silenced M1911 out of it's holster.
As I got right behind the fox, I rose to my full height, flicked off the safety, and pressed the muzzle of the suppressor to the back of the fox's head as I pulled the hammer back and tried not to be too stirred by Judy standing just in front of me, naked with an expression of shock on her face that was utterly adorable. "Safety's off fox. Don't try anything. Any weapons?" I asked, tensing as he nodded, and indicated to his waistband. "I'll get it." I said, easing a sub-compact Colt .45 out of his waistband. "Patrick." Judy said, as I glanced up at her, the fox's .45 in my offhand. "This is my cop partner. Nick Wilde." Easing the gun from the back of his head and disengaging the hammer, I put the hand gripping the .45 on his shoulder, and slowly spun him around, only to see a cocky smirk I knew so well from my favourite animated kids movie back on Earth. Clearing my throat, I assumed an embarrassed expression, not too hard as I really was embarrassed, and said "So it is. Sorry about that Nick." I said, sliding the safety on both guns as I holstered my M11 and handed his .45 back.
"I got taught it was S.O.P to neutralize a potential threat before interrogating them." I said, a nervous grin plastering my face as I prepared for his reaction. Mercifully, he grinned as well and asked "Where'd you learn that? Military? Secret Service? Rent-a-cop school?" He said, his grin widening at the last one before turning confused as I continually shook my head. "Same place I learned to use these." I said, pulling back my jacket to reavel twin 1911's, my .357 Magnum, a lethal-looking dagger, and a Glock 37 stuck down the side of my pants.
His eyes growing wide for a second, he soon returned to his usual smirk before saying "I know who to call for weapons then." Glancing behind him, I saw Judy still standing with her hands hovering around her pubic area, looking at me. As if asking if she needed to continue. Seeing the lust in her eyes, I smirked as I laughed and said "You know, you can get dressed if you want. Or don't, I mean, I won't be complaining." I said, my eyes traveling up and down her body as she flounced past, taunting me, spinning and hopping merrily off to put a robe on. Looking at Nick with a grin on my face and in my eyes I couldn't help but ask "Is she ever like this at work?" I smirked, glancing back at her to see her still flaunting every angle, in hope that me or Nick was watching. "I wish." He said, a cocky grin growing with every second that passed.