An Adventure Chapter 10
"Daylight savings time ends on November 6th at approximately 2:00a.m., we'll lose an hour so be sure to set your clocks back and sleep in as much as you can. That's going to do it for us at Channel 15 news at 5:00. We'd like you to have a safe thanksgiving holiday and have a good night." The orchestra blasted signifying that a mediocre sitcom was to air next, Jennifer had finally gained enough strength to stand up and turn off the television. Kyle had finished sobbing and had refused help of any kind, Stoic, wonder who he gets that from.
How lucky she felt that she had gotten her parent's undying empathy, along with talents in cooking and other home savvy traits. She grunted as her house phone echoed throughout her quiet house. "Hello this is Deputy Grizzoli, are Kyle and Tiffany asleep?'' "Y-yeah, its 2:00 a.m. officer what do you need?'' "I'm calling to tell them that were pressing charges against their parents, they were borrowing dirty money from some gang members operating out of South Anima.'' Jennifer gasped and waited for the off duty officer to finish his sentences then hung up her phone. She shut off her alarm and emailed her employer saying she wouldn't make it to work in the morning.
Sergeant Fangmeyer sat comfortably in her metal chair, the Calico Cat applied pressure with an ice pack then automatically began to chuckle. Unbeknownst to him, there was a livid bull waiting behind the two way mirror. He autonomously waited in the opposite room for the tyrant to slip up, and choke on the blood still festering in his mouth. How he wished he didn't have to give him that ice pack, how he wished that he could just leave him and his cronies on the ground. Coughing up teeth and spitting blood for weeks.
"Erick, let's discuss your childhood?'' he shifted in his seat with his tail twitching back and forth out the back of the chair. "Any abuse? Loving parents? Foster homes?'' he blinked at the last word. Fangmeyer rested her chin on her paws, "Good job keeping away from the system. Your paw prints didn't show up on any of our databases. Hiding can only get you so far but then again us felines are notorious for autonomy.'' He sat up straight; "The smugness ends now, My name is Erick Kattspersen. Under Zootopia law offspring services took custody away from my unfit parents. If you look up my records at Rainforest orphanage, you'll find I was sent to a middle class family in Tundra town. There I had-" "Cut the crap, we've searched that orphanage and the employees say that you and your brother Isaac were both adopted by a pair of geese. After that well it seems to me that you turned to a life of crime, and your brother went off the grid." He set the ice pack down and uttered the four words that no officer wanted to hear; "I want my lawyer.'' Fangmeyer gave a frustrated sigh before packing up her files and leaving.
A Kangaroo entered the precinct ignoring the pleas from Clawhauser. He breathed hot breath on his glasses and rubbed them on his navy blue suit, "Chief Bogo it's a real pleasure to be here I only wish that I could be here under more pleasant circumstances.'' Bogo shook his paw and inhaled the scent of his top of the line cologne. "My name is Elliot Marsupial and as you can imagine I'm here for Erick Kattspersen.'' The Cape buffalo asked Clawhauser to fetch him some herbal tea from the cafeteria. He polished his family photographs and began his paperwork for the evening. The sudden ring of his direct line snapped him out of his tunnel vision; Commissioner Tsushima was calling.
"Hello Commissioner, yes his court appointed lawyer just arrived. What? No, I've never heard of an Agatha Koeit. yes I've heard of him world famous psychiatrist and philanthropist owns his father's facility in Ape Town South Anima.'' He inhaled sharply then did his signature; "ATTENTION! WE HAVE A LEAD ON THE TERRORIST GROUP AND COMMISSIONER TSUSHIMA IS GOING TO HOLD A PRESS CONFERENCE IN A WEEK. I EXPECT A FULL REPORT ON THE ONES IN CUSTODY BEFORE SATURDAY! ON THE DOUBLE!"
Nick threw his Milky-Neigh trash in the garbage can wincing as his pectoral muscles ached from the vigorous workout he did. He finished blending the kale into a glass and drank the entire thing in a single gulp, 155 pounds just fine at least he was using his time off wisely. "Nicky!'' his mother called. "Can you fetch the newspaper for me!'' the Fox agreed and stood at the edge of the sidewalk admiring how little his neighborhood had changed. The same evergreen tree had stood on his neighbor's lawn for decades never losing a single branch. The commercial airlines would fly at least 500 feet above his street every few hours. Children would scream in joy as they played sports in the cul-de-sac tackling each other and taunting their elder siblings as they were forced to monitor them.
That's where he met the Fennec fox who would soon become his favorite partner in hustling. He skimmed through the newspaper with his mother. Cattails decimated the Horns in the world series, Foster the mammals were coming to the Tundra town arena November 14th, Commissioner Tsushima to hold live press conference at city hall on the 21st regarding the recent terrorist attacks. "Honey, it look like the precinct is busy could use the extra pair of paws Nicky.'' He gave his mother a peck on the cheek and said goodbye to his father's room one last time, always finishing with a slow salute to the trifold Zootopian flag. "How handsome you look in your uniform, just like your father when I was a young debutante.'' He wished her well and started his car tuning to the best news station and dodging traffic as best he could.
Jeers covered Lieutenant Hopps like dust, dust she could shake off before she locked the metal door separating her from the cell block. Seventeen troublemakers behind bars and awaiting trials just the way it should be. She had prayed every night for it to be just that, no conspiracies, no discrimination, no more fatiguing paper work. Paperwork was nothing difficult for an ambitious bookworm but those core muscles weren't going to build themselves. Rhinowitz stopped her in her tracks looking more dejected than usual. He finally swallowed his pride and said he regretted hitting Erick so hard, no doubt there were charges coming his way. She poured herself some light coffee and leaned back on the counter reassuring him that the jury would see him as a hero instead of sympathizing with a bunch of hooligans.
She almost spilled her beverage jumping for joy as her other half arrived at his desk for the first time in three days. "You're back early, couldn't resist another look at this sweet bod? Or just wanting to escape doing chores for your mom?'' "Yes and yes!''