Chapter 2: Sometimes things don't go the way you want!

"Fanfiction is what literature might look like if it were reinvented from scratch after a nuclear apocalypse by a band of brilliant pop-culture junkies trapped in a sealed bunker. They don't do it for money. That's not what it's about. The writers write it and put it up online just for the satisfaction. They're fans, but they're not silent, couchbound consumers of media. The culture talks to them, and they talk back to the culture in its own language."

― Lev Grossman

Part 1: Bad Bunny

Judy and Nick's Apartment near Walt Disney World

"Well, Fluff, how did it go with the audition today, did you get the part?" the fox in the tacky green tropical shirt and mismatched tie asked the rabbit in the blue and pink checkered shirt and blue jeans when she entered the apartment.

"Nick, I'm not sure making a full-length sequel to Who Framed Roger Rabbit? is a very good idea," Judy answered with a shake of her head.

"Why's that?"

"Have you ever spent time around Roger?

"He can be rather annoying."

"Annoying! Annoying! You can be annoying, Roger is just…just…frustrating!"

"Wait…I can be annoying?"

"Roger Rabbit is an accident-prone force of nature…an unstoppable whirlwind of comedic chaos…an over-anxious…"

"Whoa there, Carrots, now just simmer down." the fox interjected, softly pushing her back into the chair and slowly rubbing her ears until she calmed.

She sighed at the feeling of his paws soothingly stroking her ears. "And then there is Thumper."

"Thumper? Is he one of your old boyfriends?"

"No, Thumper is from the movie Bambi."

"Did he get his name because..."

"Nick!"

"Well, you bunnies do have a reputation..."

"Don't go there, fox!"

"Okay, so what's going on with Thumper?"

"He's mad at me about the Shanghai thing."

"What Shanghai thing?"

"Disney replaced his photo in the Zodiac Garden of the Twelve Friends with my photo and he's blaming me."

"That wasn't your fault, you had nothing to do with that."

She sat back and sighed again.

"So do you think you got the part in the new Roger Rabbit movie?"

"I don't think so."

"That's too bad. Did you happen to hear what they were going to call the new movie?"

"I don't know what they planned, but it is now being called Who Shot Roger Rabbit?"

"Huh?"

"By the way, remind me to reload my tranquilizer gun," she added.

"Wait…why?"

Part 2: Dress Code

Grand Floridian Resort Spa, Walt Disney World

"Byron said to show up here at ten for a photo shoot," Nick said as the fox looked around. "He said it this is supposed to be a swimsuit photo shoot down at the beach." The elegant Victorian-style building that both the fox and rabbit staring at was huge.

"This hotel is supposed to evoke the romance and grandeur of Palm Beach's Gilded Age when all the wealthy elite came to Florida for the sun and fun," Judy said with a long drawn-out sigh while she admired the building's fine details. She was practically swooning over the hotel's extensive stark white wrap-around wooden pouch with all its intricately designed woodwork and the red-tiled garbled roofs which seemed to jut skyward into the blue southern sky. "I can just visualize the Flaglers, Carnages, and Vanderbilts hobnobbing in the gardens or rocking on the pouch. If you close your eyes, you can almost hear the clinking of tea cups during one of the grand afternoon teas, it's so romantic!"

"Yeah, it reminds me of the Hotel del Coronado in Coronado, California."

"When did you stay at the Hotel del Coronado?"

"When I auditioned for a role in Top Gun Maverick, I was going to be a fighter pilot codenamed Firefox."

"You told me you were staying at a motel near the airport and you went there to visit your cousin living in the hills around San Diego."

"Ah...It was all booked up." the fox meekly lied. "I did visit Sid after the audition."

"Just tell me what really happened!"

"We were at Naval Air Station Fallon and the casting supervisor told me to climb up into the cockpit of a F/A-18F Super Hornet, but I was too short to reach anything," Nick answered with a shake of his head. In an attempt to change the subject, he then cast a grin toward the bunny and asked. "If this is a swimsuit shoot, do you think they will dress you in a bikini like the models in that famous sports magazine?"

"Nick, Zootopia is G-Rated so there is no way that they are going to do that!" Judy protested. "I'm sure it will be a nice conservative one-piece swimsuit."

"You've got all the right curves for a bikini," the fox continued to tease, his grin growing even wider.

"This coming from a fox who is an exhibitionist."

"Exhibitionist?"

"Yeah, Slick Nick the exhibitionist!"

"When did I do that…" he began to ask.

"How quickly you forget our movie's first trailer."

"I wasn't really standing there naked. I was wearing fake fox fur speedo."

They were interrupted by a greeting from the photographer and soon found themselves hustled toward two red and white striped canvas cabanas on the beach. Inside one of the tents, Nick stared down at the swimsuit laid out for him and grinned. "Well, so much for Carrots dressing in a sexy bikini or even a one-piece," he softly chuckled while he pulled off his shirt.

In the nearby tent, he could hear Judy's protest. "Sweet cheese and crackers, I am not wearing that…that…that thing!"

Nick pulled on and buttoned up his swimsuit before he picked up the hat which came with it and he placed it jauntily between his ears. Stepping out of the tent. he casually leaned against one of the nearby palm trees while he awaited Judy. After several more minutes, the nearby tent's flap was yanked open and she stepped out into the sunshine. "DON'T SAY A WORD, FOX!" she snapped while she stood there fuming.

The fox remained silent, fighting the laughter which threatened to bust out of him, for there stood the pretty rabbit doe in a well-tailored, dark blue, vintage knee-length swim dress with a white nautical style collar and a large white bow. Her ears were tucked in a floppy mop cap. Nick couldn't help himself and finally, he chuckled, "Carrots, the pantaloons make the outfit."

Judy glared at the handsome fox who was casually leaning against a tree, he was wearing an old-fashioned royal blue and white striped one-piece shirt and shorts outfit with a classic straw boater hat. She began to giggle and finally said, "See I told you the swimsuit would be conservative, I just didn't know it was conservative centuries ago!"

Nick didn't reply, he just doffed his hat in salute before they both broke out in laughter.

Judy and Nick are dressed in Victorian-era swimsuits, which for women were very bulky and impractical since they were covered from their neck down to their ankles.