I can see why writing about exams in fic is seldom done from my reading experience. Aside from the traumatic flashbacks, this is much suited for television and film. Let me know if I'm wrong.

Also my headcanon is that because of the varying sizes, the mammals would be split into groups for exams if it is a mixed classroom.

For all the concerns and stress over exam week, the end of it arrived faster than anyone realized. When knowledge of Bogo's Contracts came up, it surprised and filled the study group with dread. With each exam completed, they focused on the next one, not worrying if they passed or failed. Ever the optimist, Judy reminded everyone else that it would make the end of the week more rewarding.

Friday,

Last Day of Exam Week

Judy sat up the moment the phone alarm went off. She promptly silenced the alarm and got out of bed. The rabbit heard a shuffle and a groan from across the room. Her eyes fell on the small bed on her desk and the Arctic shrew sitting up and stretching.

"What time is it?" Fru Fru asked.

"5:30."

"Mmm…I can't wait until exams are over so I can go back to waking up at normal hours."

"You're in luck. Today is the last day of midterms."

That shook Fru Fru awake. "Really? Gosh, this week went by fast!"

"Yep, which also means that today is the midterm for Contracts I."

"And now I'm sad again…"

"Oh, don't be that way, Fru. Happy thoughts! Now let's hit the showers."

"I am so taking a lavender bath when this week is over. Do you think the others are awake?"

"Maybe Jack, but I doubt the others. I'll call them while you get ready. If your reaction is any indication, telling them of the Contracts midterm should be enough."

Fru Fru nodded and went to retrieve her towel, bathrobe, and toiletries. The shrew giggled when hearing Judy wake up her friends and some of the loud complaints. Once Fru Fru acquired the items, she and Judy proceeded to the showers.

Since it was still early, the group met at the campus Snarlbucks for breakfast. They arrived around a quarter past 7:00 once the store had time to prepare for opening.

"Good morning!" Judy exclaimed.

"Morning, everyone." Fru Fru greeted, with a little less excitement.

Nick managed to grumble out a response. "Morning." He then let out a yawn. "Five days of getting up at this unholy hour, and I'm still not used to it."

"Better start now," Jack said. "You still have finals and the possibility of having classes in years 2 and 3 early in the morning."

Nick weakly waved a dismissive paw. "I'll cross that bridge when I get there."

"Well," Clawhauser said, staring excitingly into the store. "At least the donuts will be fresh!"

Skye chuckled. "And the coffee." The vixen then looked around. "Hey, has anybody heard from Colton? Is he joining us for breakfast?"

Judy shook her head. "He lives off-campus, so he'll join us later."

Fru Fru then noticed a few students coming in their direction. "Oops! Better get in line!"

The others nodded, and the group entered Snarlbucks before the morning crowd arrived.

With their bellies full of food and caffeine, the group hurried to Bogo's classroom, arriving by 9. Colton met up with them as they approached the building. To their lack of surprise, everyone else also had the same idea to arrive early. The students of Contracts I sat in the classroom, waiting for the exam to begin and studying until the last minute. They knew that being late would spell a death sentence. Behaviors varied from visibly anxious to calm and collected.

Ben was munching on a croissant, savoring every bit and taste in an effort to calm his nerves.

Jack clasped his paws together while keeping his eyes on the front of the classroom.

Skye tapped her fingers on the table as her tail swished a few times.

Fru Fru was thinking happy thoughts while looking around the classroom.

Nick put on a smirk and sat back comfortably while his insides tore each other to shreds.

Lastly, Judy's nose twitched madly while she stopped her foot from thumping.

When the hour arrived, the sound of the doors opening caused the students to turn their attention to the front of the classroom. There, Bogo and some 2L and 3L students of varying sizes entered the room. The Cape Buffalo stood at the podium, and the students stood on each side of the professor.

"Good morning, class."

"Good morning, Professor Bogo." They said in unison.

"I hope that you all have spent your time wisely studying. However, if you had attempted to second-guess me, I, unfortunately, must inform you that you have wasted your time."

The class said nothing after that remark, though Judy could hear the subtle sounds of distress.

The grey rabbit resisted the urge to see who made the sounds.

"Now, each row will follow the corresponding mammal out of the room and then be escorted to where you will take the exam. Once inside, leave your bags and all electronics in the back of the classroom and take your seat. You will then be given a bluebook and the exam. You will have three hours to complete it. No more. No less. I will be appearing in the rooms for the duration of the exam. And with that, I wish you all the best."

The students behind Bogo began leading the sizes to their respective rooms, thus splitting up the study group. Clawhauser and Fru Fru separated while the rabbit and fox pairs remained together due to being in the same size range. As soon as Judy stood up, she blocked everything else from her mind while following the line of mammals out of the room. They walked a short distance before arriving at the assigned classroom.

Judy saw a few more mammals waiting for them inside, which she expected much. Along with the students who accompanied Bogo, there were four canines and a couple of bats to watch from above while patrolling and to communicate any attempts at cheating. Two boxes also sat on a table in the front of the room. Judy and everyone else eyed the boxes anxiously as they entered.

The students placed their bags in the back of the room and took their seats. Though there were no seating assignments, Judy still sat close to the front out of habit. The rabbit waited patiently with pencils and an eraser in paw as the rest of the mammals took their seats. Once settled, the second and third-year students gathered the blue books and exams from the boxes and approached the rows.

Judy let out a deep sigh as she watched the proctors pass out the exams and heard pages flipping. A mammal arrived at her row and looked between the stack and the students, counting the number needed. Before long, the pile was handed out and passed down the table. Judy's eyes watched it getting closer and closer until it reached her. The rabbit removed a blue book from the stack and passed the rest on.

As pencil scribbling and page flipping filled the room, Judy first removed the exam from the blue book and filled out its front cover with her name, student ID, and other information. Her eyes then fell on the exam. The urge to flip ahead and scan the questions was strong, but the rabbit stopped herself.

No, Judy. If you do that, you will make things worse for yourself. Focus on one question at a time and move on if you get stuck.

She took a deep breath and refocused on the first page and the first question. She set down the exam, opened the blue book, and picked up her mechanical pencil.

Question 1:

The week after exams passed quickly, if only because of the possible grades on the minds of the 1Ls. Were it not for Bogo's reputation, his students would have pestered him for them at the earliest convenience. The other professors were more or less forceful in their reminders. Finally, on Wednesday, the grades were slowly released, and there was much joy and despair among the first-year students.

For the study group, the results were a mixture of A's and high B's, and they couldn't be any happier. The mammals knew they would be working against the bell curve, much to their disdain and less that of the more intelligent students in the various courses. Still, the group had the rest of the assignments and the final exam to raise the grades. Judy was ecstatic at seeing A's for her grades.

In the days after the midterms, Judy caught up with Colton to ask how the horse did on the Contracts midterm.

"Well, I didn't struggle with the analysis, which was basically the entirety of the midterm."

Judy nodded. "We suspected that much. But good to know that you managed."

Colton chuckled. "Yeah, now if I can only get a good grade on the midterm and get through the final and the rest of the semester."

Judy gave a comforting pat on the horse's leg. "I'm confident that you will."

And the rabbit continued to maintain that confidence in the horse.

The results made Nick proud of the decision to form the study group and the mammals he selected. However, they would not celebrate until all the grades were released, and by Friday, only Bogo's remained unknown. But that didn't stop the group from drowning themselves in beer and food at Finnick's Tavern after blowing their gaskets for the past week.

Friday morning, Contracts 1.

The topic for the day was Offer and Acceptance. Like every other class, Judy listened intently to the current discussion in Contracts 1 and remained alert should Bogo call on her.

"The revocation of an offer," Bogo said as he paced. "What is the general rule?"

Judy and a few other students raised their paws. Bogo scanned the room momentarily before announcing a name.

"Miss Hopps."

Judy stood. "The general rule is that an offer is revocable even if the offer expresses not to revoke or gives a definite period in which an acceptance may be submitted."

Bogo nodded. "Very good, Miss Hopps." The Cape Buffalo looked down at the seating chart. "Mr. Colton."

The horse perked and stood when hearing his name. Naturally, Judy turned to hear his answer.

Bogo decided to test Colton on a case relating to the principle. "Could you tell us the case of Zootopia Iron v. Sahara Manufacturing?"

Colton nodded. "This is a complicated case."

"Then make it clear for us, Mr. Colton." Not in the mood for semantics.

"Yes, sir. The defendant, Zootopia Iron, sent offers of iron ingots to each prospective buyer. Each of them turning down the offer until the defendant found a suitable buyer and sold the iron ingots. However, one of the prospective buyers, the plaintiff Sahara Manufacturing, sued Zootopia Iron on the grounds that the offer was ambiguous and disadvantageous to the buyer."

Bogo was no fool. He knew the horse was well-versed in the facts. "Good, Mr. Colton. Those are the facts. Now can you tell us how the case relates to what we have been discussing?"

"In the correspondence, we find this phrase, "Make you an offer.". The court seems to stress that phrase." Colton then paused as he tried to pursue that line of thought but found himself stuck. "No, wait." He took a moment to reanalyze the facts and the decision. "That might not be the crucial passage. Uh." He closed his eyes and put a hoof to his head to think.

Judy became concerned that Colton was not ready to analyze Bogo's cases without heavy preparation. For all their practice during their stay at Big's residence, none of them were Bogo, and the professor had not called on the horse since after the midterm. When the horse became worried, Judy assured him that the professor would call his name.

With Colton seemingly looking unable to answer the question, Judy hoped he could at least show his effort to analyze before Bogo.

"Is that it, Mr. Colton?"

Shaken by the professor's voice, the horse seized the opportunity. "No," The confidence slowly returned. "The correct ruling and the one along which this case was decided on," The hose took a deep breath. "Is given an ambiguous set of facts, the party who created the ambiguity and attempts to use it to their own advantage shall have that ambiguity resolved against them."

"And do you believe this ambiguity was intentional, Mr. Colton?"

Colton nodded. "Yes, I would, and the existence of it in the area of Contracts would almost always indicate negligence or a lack of proper meaning effort." He let out a subtle sigh of relief after giving his answer.

The classroom was silent as they waited to hear Bogo's affirmation or rejection. For Judy, even if the answer was wrong, she felt satisfied with the analysis attempt.

After another moment of silence, Bogo broke it with the words Colton had hoped to hear. "Thank you, Mr. Colton. Much better. Is that it?"

A smile formed on the horse's face, along with those of the study group. "Yes, sir."

Bogo nodded. "It seems the tumblers in your brain are finally running smoothly and effectively."

Colton gave a subtle glance in Judy's general direction as he sat down and saw her smile.

Bogo looked at his watch and noted the time. "We have reached the allotted time for today. One final point: I have posted the grades for the midterm examination."

He could see his students' sharp change in demeanor.

"You may check your course account once I leave this room."

Bogo picked up the seating chart and his books and calmly approached the faculty-only entrance. The students watched anxiously as the Cape Buffalo seemed to be taking his time walking. At the door, the professor gave one last look to the class before leaving through the door. Once the door closed, chaos erupted in the room.

Furious typing on laptops, tablets, and smartphones filled the room. No one spoke as they rushed to see their grades. That is until…

"Yes!"

"No!"

And cheers and groans filled the room when the students finally saw their grades for the Contracts midterm.

Judy jumped out of her seat and pumped her fist into the air after seeing her grade: A+. Contracts was the only class she had legit concerns over not getting high marks, so seeing it filled her with immense relief.

Because of the loud noise and mammals either suffering in their seats or trying to leave the room, the study group texted their grades to each other: A's and B's.

But Judy had only one mammal on her mind at the moment. The rabbit hopped from her seat and made her way over to Colton. She hoped that he hadn't already left the room in the midst of the chaos. Her fears were slightly abated when seeing Colton rooted in his seat, but his expressionless face concerned her.

Judy hopped onto the chair and then the table before approaching the horse. The rabbit could see him holding a tablet.

"Colton?"

The horse looked up from his device but said nothing.

Judy put on a small smile. "How did you do?"

Colton said nothing as he turned the tablet around and raised it for her to see. Judy's eyes widened, and her ears perked from seeing the grade.

C+

"Oh, Colton!" Judy instinctively lept and wrapped her arms around his neck in a hug. The horse barely managed to move the tablet away before being glomped by the rabbit. "You did it!"

Colton returned the hug. "Yes, I did. Thank you Judy, and to your friends as well."

The rabbit released herself from the horse, and the latter placed her back on the table.

"And if you continue to make progress," Judy said. "You might end up with a B at the end of the semester."

Colton gave a nod. "That is the hope."

"So, the study group is going to Finnick's Tavern to celebrate later this afternoon. Want to join us? I work there part-time and can give you a discount."

He shook his head. "No, thank you. I'm going back home to crash after finishing my classes. But…should you need a temporary study group member," The horse winked. "You have my number."

Judy put up her fist. "You got it."

Colton returned the bump and began packing his books and notes. Judy returned to her seat to do the same.

Nick caught up to Judy just as she finished. "Hey, Carrots. Where did you go?"

Judy slipped her bag over her arms. "Talking to Colton. He got a C, Nick!" The rabbit was still bouncing with excitement. "He passed!"

The fox couldn't help smiling at the success also. "Well, I'll be. Glad to hear that Horseshoe might make it through the semester."

"He'll make it. Ready to go?"

Nick nodded.

The two met with the study group outside and headed for the next class.

Later that evening, at Finnick's Tavern,

The study group sat down at their usual booth with Nick and Judy applying the employee discounts to their orders. Finnick knew his friends had a rough two weeks studying for exams, so he gave them light duties for their shift and an extended break to which Nick and Judy were grateful for.

Nick raised yet another mug full of beer. "And now, a toast to the success of our midterms!"

Cheers erupted around that table as they clinked their mugs and drank the beer. Trays of food and pitchers of beer littered the table from their celebration.

Judy raised her mug again. "Another toast! To our future careers in the practice of law!"

They cheered, they clicked, and they drank again.

Judy let out a satisfying sigh while setting the empty mug on the table. "Alright, that's enough for me. You too, Nick. We're still working. The last thing Finnick needs is his two best employees drunk out of their minds."

Nick waved a dismissive paw. "Yeah. Yeah. Just let me enjoy the moment." He emptied his mug and set it back on the table.

"I'm so glad this week is over," Clawhauser said. "I've made a dent in my stash from all the studying and anxiety."

"I'm going to a spa and the mall this weekend," Fru Fru said. "Anybody want to join me? I'm paying."

Skye raised a paw. "Count me in. I don't have any other plans."

"Great!" The Arctic shrew exclaimed.

"Unfortunately," Judy said. "Nick and I have to pass. We have to make up the hours missed here from studying for exams."

"Relax," Nick said, putting up a paw. "It'll be spread out over the days so Carrots and I aren't overworked."

"He better." Clawhauser said.

Jack then stood up and pushed in his chair. "Sorry for bailing on the celebration, but I have another commitment to attend to."

Skye narrowed her eyes. "It better not be homework."

The buck waved his paws. "No! Fluff no! I'm heading to a poker game. One of my friends invited me."

Fru Fru was surprised at the information. "I didn't know you played poker."

Jack shrugged. "Never came up, but now you know. Anyways, thanks for the beer and food. I'll see you all Monday!"

The others waved the striped rabbit goodbye as he left the tavern.

Clawhauser then addressed the elephant in the room when he first heard of Jack playing poker. "Do you think he's good at it?"

The comment opened the door for Nick. "Of course! He has two rabbit feet!"

Judy playfully punched his shoulder. "Knock it off, Nick. Don't get any bright ideas."

The fox put on an innocent look and imagined a halo appearing over his head. "Me? Nah."