The day had been a typical Christmas celebration, with her and Nick opening the gifts that had gotten for each other and watching some holiday classics. But just as she was done scrolling through the emails on her laptop, all of which were her friends wishing her happy holidays, the sound of a certain pinging sound greeted the doe's ears.
It was the sound of an incoming video call, something that seldom occurred aside from friends wanting to check in on how things were in the city every now and then. But the one who was giving her the call was a bit surprising.
The icon that normally displayed the caller's picture was blank, with the name "Hopps Farm" highlighted underneath it. It was incoming video call from her parents, which was, admittedly, a bit of surprise to her.
Last time they talked to each other over the phone, her father said he was going to purchase a camera that connected to the television—"one of those camera thing-a-ma-dos" is how he called it, but she knew what he meant—so he could keep in touch and see her on a much larger screen. When he had first said, she didn't exactly believe him. When it came to technology and the like, her father wasn't exactly a techie rabbit. But it seemed that he was true to his word, just as he always was whenever he made some sort of remark.
Judy reached over to her left and quickly clicked on the desk lamp beside her, and the room that was originally only illuminated by the computer now had a larger amount of light. The pinging sound that indicated the call stopped as she scrolled over to the button to accept the video call from her parents.
"Hello?" the doe said as she answered the call.
Several seconds later, her father's face filled the screen, looking as if he was standing directly into the lens of the camera.
"Hang on a minute," he mumbled under his breath. "Is it on? Can she hear us?"
"I can hear you, Dad," Judy responded.
"Bingo! It works!" her father exclaimed. "It took a little bit o' time t' get this thing-a-ma-jig all set up, but I'm sure glad it works." He looked behind him and said, "See, Hun-Bun, I told ya I'd be able t' figure it out."
On her screen she saw her father back away, and now she could see the living room of her family house in the Burrows. Her mother was on the right side of the view, currently shaking her head with a small grin across her muzzle.
"Oh, your father," her mother chimed in with a faint sigh. "It took him a lot longer than he's admitting it did."
"But that don't matter now, 'cause it works and now we can show her on our TV whenever we want to." Her father turned to face the camera once again. "Now then, Jude the Dude, how are things goin' at work?"
"Doing quite well," Judy replied. "How about the farm? Everything going well over there?"
"Never better," her mother answered with a smile. "The veggie sales are startin' to pick up again now that the Tri-Burrow Farmer's Market's up and running again. Same goes for Gideon's shop. He's hired some new folks and figured out a way to do some local deliveries."
"Sounds good," Judy said with a nod of her head.
"Hi, Judy!" a young a cheerful voice proclaimed, coming from someone who wasn't in view.
Just then, Judy started to see the youngest of her brothers, Alex, hopping and down and waving to the camera with the widest grin on his face.
Bonnie pointed to the screen as Alex looked back at her. "You see? Judy's face is on our TV now."
"Did ya get our package?" Alex asked.
"Sure did," Judy replied with a smile, reaching down below the desk and grabbing the package that hadn't even been opened yet. "I'm a traditionalist so I waited to open it until Christmas day."
"Oh, you didn't have to sweetie," Bonnie said. "You could've opened it whenever you liked. We wouldn't have minded at all."
"Open the red one! Open the red one!" Alex proclaimed, jumping up and down.
"The one wrapped in red is from him, so he's excited for you t' open it," Stu said."
Judy proceeded to get a gift from the large box that had the red wrapping paper covering it. She carefully tore into the gift, revealing that inside of it was a plush rabbit, much like the ones she had brought with her from home, in the likeness of the young buck.
Alex, who had calmed down for the moment, looked into the camera and told her, "Press its paw."
The doe noticed that the plush had some sort of button that was on the right paw of it, and she pressed it. Right when she did so, the room was filled with a greeting from all of her family. "Merry Christmas, Judy!" said the many voices of her brothers and sisters, coming from the toy. "We love you!"
Judy held a paw to her chest. "Oh my gosh, you guys," she said. "This is amazing."
"We got the gift y'all sent us under the tree," Stu said, walking over to grab some of them. "Which should we open first?"
"It don't matter," Judy replied. "The ones in the blue wrapping paper are from Nick and I for everybody."
Her father nodded and said, "Well, let's with one of those then."
Bonnie then grabbed a rectangular box from underneath their Christmas tree. Stu took it from his wife, gave it a little shake the way he always did with something, and then started to open it. Halfway through taking the paper off of the gift, he paused and set the box to his side.
"Hang on a minute," Stu said, holding a paw up. He then reached for the remote and looked at it with a perplexed expression on his face. "How do ya turn the volume up on this thing? It ain't loud enough."
"It'll probably be a green button on the side of the remote, Dad," Judy answered. "Or something like that-"
"Nevermind, Jude, I got it!" her father said before pressing a button on the remote.
Stu then started to talk again, but she couldn't hear anything that he was currently setting.
"Uh, Dad? I think you're on mute."
Stu paused before speaking again, still inaudible on her end, and Bonnie could be seen telling him. Her father then pointed his remote towards the screen once more and pressed another button.
Then the picture disappeared, being replaced with the blank screen that said "Hopps Farm" on it once again.
"Okay, now there's no picture," Judy said.
The doe at her desk shook her head. It was going to take her father a little while before he got the hang of this thing.
