Meanwhile, Skips was telling Fury of the whereabouts of the young fox cub; the apartment of the fox and rabbit and the room number, the very place he was bound to inform the law on the occupation and whereabouts.
"So at least we know where to find him," remarked Fury.
Stripes threw away his fourth Buckwesier bottle and left the table.
"So that leaves us to find the window of his room," he said. "The sooner they ice him the better."
"Icing will not be necessary at the moment, my dear," said Fury. "You see, a proposal has been given to me."
Fury wished suddenly he had come up with another story.
"What proposal?" said Stripes.
"A secret I was told," said Fury calmly. "That's what the stranger said."
"Well make sure I'm paid too," the tiger said. "I shall be doing the job to bring him back tonight. If I can find the window that is."
"How do you to propose to do that?" said Finnick.
"That's where Patsy's doctor packages come in. I'll take some anaesthetic, wipe it over him and he'll fall asleep."
"Clever, my dear," smiled Fury. "And what if the plan should fail?"
"Then Patsy will manipulate him," the tiger explained. "We see how find they are of each other."
"The cops are every at night," remarked Skips logically.
Stripes grabbed him by the ear, brandished a pocket knife and placed it to the rabbit's ear.
"Would you rather do it?" he growled.
"No!" he panicked. "I'm sorry."
The tiger released him and put the knife away.

Nick took Noah with him, left the ZDP and went into the city. They came to a shop that went by the name of Longneck's. The owner was giraffe who held clothes in all shapes and sizes. She measured Noah and made the conclusion that they shall find an easy fit for him due to his skinny appearance. She found him a nice shirt in a pale orange and short in red with a white stripe on each side. Noah looked at himself in the mirror and felt like a brand-new fox as Nick said he had to take them off so they can pay for them, finding a par of pyjamas that fitted Noah for good measure.
Noah and Nick arrived home and Nick ran the bathtub for the cub. Excited, the cub promptly stripped and walked into the bathroom, eager to get in.
"Carrots wouldn't like naturalism here," he chuckled.
"What does that mean?" asked Noah.
"I'll explain another time," said Nick as he picked the fox cub up and lowered him into the bath tub.
Nick revealed a brown tube of shampoo that read Pups and Cream. He said his mother used it on him as a kid. He squirted some onto his paws and rubbed it into the Noah's fur. Noah was appreciating every rub Nick cave him, the nails of his claws massaged him into Heaven.
"Your feels feel very nice," he said.
Nick massaged him again until he unexpectedly gave his sides a shock.
Soon, Nick brought Noah out of the water, shook him dry and clothed him into his new attire. Noah stood pridefully as admired himself in the mirror. New loathes seemed to hide away the past fox cub he was which he even told Nick.
They spent the entire time together by playing Hide and Seek, Nick showing him how to use his nose to sniff out what he is after.
"Inhale very strongly, pal," Nick instructed.
Noah inhaled through his nose more deeply than necessary, which resulted a sneeze.
"Very lightly," Nick advised. "Think of the queer smell and follow it to the prey."
Noah quickly got the knack of scent and followed his nose to find Nick everywhere; in the bathtub, under the bed, in the wardrobe, behind the couch and on top of the book case.

It was five in the evening when Judy arrived still in her uniform and her first sight was Noah in his brand new clothes.
"Aren't we looking dapper this evening!" she remarked smiling at the cub who was holding's paws behind his back.
"My secret is telling me you are holding something behind you, young man!" she teased.
Noah revealed a pretty bouquet of all colourful flowers.
"Me and Uncle Nick walked through the woods and picked these for you, Aunt Judy."
"Oh," she reacted in the same way of Nick being called Uncle. "You sweet little pup. Thank you so much!"
She came forward, took the flowers and kissed Noah on the forehead.
"You're welcome, Cutesy!" said Noah tapping Judy's nose.
Judy stopped sniffing and looked at Noah in shock.
"Did I say something wrong?" asked Noah worriedly. "Uncle Nick told me to call you that when I gave you the flowers."
"Nicholas Piberius Wilde!" Judy announced.
Nick came in casually.
"I'm in trouble."
"You certainly are," said Judy. "Teaching a child things you are not supposed to call bunnies."
She knelt to Noah's level and said calmly with a smile, "Noah, I need to explain something to you - while you on the hand, Mr. Wilde, are going to sit in our bedroom and reflect upon what you have done."
Nick just casually walked into his room and sat on his bed, brought out his phone and started texting, while Judy sat on the couch with Noah on her lap.
"About what you said, Noah," she explained, "a bunny can call another bunny cute, but when other animals call bunnies cute, it's considered impolite."
"You're not going to send me away, are you?"
"Of course not, sweetly," smiled Judy. "Uncle Nick was being a very naughty boy, tricking you like that. I just wanted you to know what you're allowed to say and what you are not to bunnies. And why would I send you away after those lovely flowers you gave me?"
"I think they are as pretty as you," said Noah quietly.
"Aww, you made my evening already!" said Judy as she kissed his nose and cuddled him like a teddy bear.
"Uncle Nick has been teaching me smelling scents," Noah explained. "We have been playing Hide and Seek and it was fun being on it."
"If you would smell me now?" asked Judy, "what would I smell like?"
Noah walked up to her personal spacing and sniffed her wildly, making the rabbit giggle.
Then Noah looked up at her and said, "You smell of all the flowers in the world."
"Are you just thinking that?" she blushed.
"It's true," said Noah. "If you were a fox, you would know for yourself."
"Even so," said Judy cuddling him, "you're so sweet."
Noah cuddled her back. He never felt real love like this back as Mrs. Pride's. Noah added, "I know we're not supposed to call rabbits, that, but your cuddles are so warm and fluffy."
Judy could take that as a compliment.

They arrived at the location called Parakeetza Pizza. Inside were gorillas serving rich-looking pizzas to all who had come to dine.
"I thought a parakeet was a bird," said Noah as he looked through the window.
"Word gets everywhere with orders," Nick explained. "That's why it's called that name."
"Whaddup, y'all!"
They turned to see Blake in a casual red shirt and grey jeans.
"Hello, ... y'all," said Noah unknown of what the word meant but since Blake was a nice rabbit anything he said was bound to be nice.
They entered the restaurant, very sophisticated looking with its red carpet, low-lighted lamps, kids playing around with their parents telling them to sit in their places, some already eating their food and Noah caught a glimpse of two dogs eating yellow strings together, accidentally eating one end which pulled them into a kiss.
"Are they eating worms?" asked Noah.
"No, pal," said Nick. "That food is called spaghetti."
Noah looked in amazement at these different foods.
"Has he ever seen these foods before?" asked the waiter.
"I'm afraid not," explained Judy. "You won't believe what he's been through."
They sat at a round table, Noah in the middle. He stared around and down at his empty plate.
"Don't we have to go up to the cook to get our food?"
"Of course not," said Nick. "They bring it to us."
"Why?" asked Noah is curiosity.
"Because they don't want us finding out what they put in our food," he joked.
"Do you know what you'd like?" Judy asked Noah.
"Pizza," said Noah.
Judy chuckled.
"What I mean is what would you like on the menu?"
She brought before him a book made of cardboard.
"What's a menu, Aunt Judy?"
"A menu is a lift of foods that restaurants have to offer you. So they have different types of pizzas and spaghetti, pasta."
Noah looked at the different pictures of big flat pies with cheese toppings of colourful things that looked like vegetables or meat. Worried that it might be something affective to his mentality, he went for the plain margarita.
When the orders arrived, Noah looked at the pizza with wide curiosity. He never knew such a thing in his life. Judy's was topped with carrots and basils, Blake's was topped with ham slices and mushrooms and Nick's was topped completely with meat. The waiter sliced it for them and told them to enjoy.
"Thank you, sir," said Noah.
Noah picked one up and bit into it only for the cheese to slide off the slice and dancing from his mouth like a thick Chinese moustache.
Blake and Nick chuckled and bowed with their hands together as Judy wiped Noah clean with a serviette.
"It's isn't very easy to eat, is it" she said when she finished cleaning him.
"I wasn't excepting the cheese to fall off," Noah said.
"Easy to fall off once it's been in the oven," Judy replied.
"Best wait for a while Wing Chun," said Nick bowing again with his hands together.
"Funny the first time, Slick Nick," said Judy.
For Noah's first experience eating pizza, it was very tasty, nothing like what he ate at the orphanage or the Blite's. Noah ate the whole thing heartily much to everyone else's surprise as to how a small fox cub could finish something so large – even after trying a slice of everyone else's which he also liked. But at the same time, they were pleased since they needed to fatten him to the point where his bones were no longer visible.
"Full, kid?" asked Blake.
"Stuffed," said Noah sighing in satisfaction.
"Too full for ice cream?" Nick tempted.
"No way," said Noah sitting up straight again.
"Thought not," chuckled Nick.
"Come on, pal," said Nick. "We'll head over to the machine."
"And no Jumbo Pop hustles," called Judy.
Noah grabbed Nick's tails and held it as they made their way to the ice cream machine. The cub simply adored the tail, the fluffiest thing he had ever felt and was grateful for every opportunity he could find.
He followed Nick to the ice cream machine and while he was typing the order out, he noticed a strange-looking fox who seemed to be staring at him. He was wearing a white shirt, black jacket, black trousers, black shoes, a black tie and black sunglasses. His appearance seemed to frighten Noah and the fox seemed have a hungry look about him. Enough to think he might possibly link to Fury.
A gorilla flew to the fox and said "I'm afraid I will have to ask you to remove your sunglasses indoors, sir."
The fox was shaking and looking vicious, looking at Noah.
"It couldn't be him," he growled.
"Sir?" checked the parakeet.
The fox leapt up and shouted and yelled disturbing everyone, making Noah hide behind Nick's tail.
Two ape bouncers grabbed him and chucked him out.
"Typical of a fox," one joked.
"I'm all ears, Bananas!" remarked Nick.
The apes looked taken aback.
"No offence," said the other.
The returned to the table, Noah tucking into his ice cream, his mind taken off the horrific moment.
"What was that all about?" asked Blake. "That fox, I mean. Has he been taking night howler pills?"
"No idea," said Nick. "Headline: Bellwhether returns for revenge turning predators into savages one again, PS: she has nice wool."
"Grab the muzzles," joked Blake.
Nick suddenly held a look of fear as though he might collapse.
"Please don't say that," he said. Looking at Noah, the little cub who suffered five years of misery and Nick feared him wearing a scout uniform after that terrible experience.
"I didn't meant to take it that far," said Blake worriedly.
"Oh, it's not you," assured Nick."Just a memory I wish I could forget."
"I'll explain tomorrow, Blake," said Judy as she put a comforting paw on Nick's.
"What memory, Uncle Nick?" asked Noah.
"Sorry, pal," said Nick. "I'll give you bad dreams if I tell you that."
Finally Noah finished his bowl of ice cream, not a melted blot left on the bowl.
"Can't get enough can you?" said Nick smiling. "I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream."
Noah giggled at his tongue twist which gave rise to a burp.
"Excuse me," he blushed.
"Better out than in," smirked Nick.
"Thanks for the ice cream, Daddy," said Noah, who suddenly realised what he said. "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to call you that."
"Ah it's okay, Noah Slippy," said Nick smiling. "I called my old schoolteacher grandpa once. I sorta' meant it as to how old fashioned he was," he added in a low voice.
Noah began to laugh. Though embarrassed by what he accidentally called Nick, he wished he was his daddy. He loved him like one; he was kind, helpful and very funny.

Soon, the bill was paid, they left the restaurant, bade Black goodnight and they headed home, the two dogs eating spaghetti walking together, connected to each other. They arrived at the apartment, Nick carrying the full cub over his shoulders. Noah was boated and contented, the first real meal he had ever had in his life and his fullness made him feel like a real fox, which he even said when they got him in his pyjamas.
"I'm so full," he remarked happily.
"I'll say you are, little guy," said Judy as he playfully poked the centre of his belly making him giggle.
"When that crazy fox was kicked out," said Noah. "What did they mean typical of a fox."
"Well," said Nick, "sometimes they find foxes untrustworthy."
"But that's not fair," said Noah. "I'm one to trust."
"Of course you are," said Judy. "I reckon when we find your family, they will send you to school and perhaps you will become of the first foxes to enter college. There is a baker who is a fox. His name is Gideon Grey; he never had much chances but now is a very successful baker and Uncle Nick a successful police officer."
"Yup," he agreed proudly, "and all those who took me for a sly fox, I threw them in the showers."
"Nick," said Judy quietly through gritted teeth.
"What does that mean?" asked Noah curiously.
"When you're older, pal," said Nick.
"Were there ever any famous foxes who people still talk about?" asked Noah
And Nick was off, telling Noah about the legendary fox, his ancestor, Robin Hood and his sweetheart Maid Marian. Robin Hood, the legend who stole from the rich to help the poor. In fact, they logged onto a channel on the television and, with a bowl of blueberries for Noah, they sat down and watched the film together. After an hour and a half of entertainment and laughter, the movie ended, Noah who was full on ice cream and blueberries was beginning to dose. He was slowly resting his head on Judy's lap and looking up at her.
"Those rabbits are said to connected to my family," Judy trivialised.
"Have you ever had experiences with foxes then?"
"My family are rather superstitious about them," Judy confessed, "but they gave Gideon Grey a chance. They suspect that they must have due to their willingness for Gideon."
"Maybe I can meet them," yawned Noah. "Show them that I'm not like other foxes."
"I'm sure they will take an instant liking to you," smiled Judy as she stroked his head. As soon as the little fox was kissed and tucked in, Nick and Judy made for their bedroom. Judy changed into her typical nightgown while Nick stripped form his clothes and got into the bed, Judy snuggling in. Much as she didn't like to sleep naked, she appreciated Nick's warm fur keeping her warm through the night, especially with his large bushy tail. But yet, when seeing him without his clothes, she felt some sort of tickle inside her, a feeling as maybe naturalism was growing on her. When her fox drew her near, she climbed and rested on him as they shared a huge kiss.
"You've been really sweet with Noah since we've took him in," she said.
"Same to you," said Nick. "That's special bunny who nurtures those who need it most."
They shared another kiss which lasted for some time, Nick feeling a construction but as he did, he then woke up and said that they needed to stop.
"Why the change of plan?" asked Judy in curiosity.
"Well, you see," Nock began awkwardly. "At a younger age I created an accident."
He opened his bedside drawer and brought out his old photo of him and his former love. Judy smiled at the sweet image; a young Nick in his green trunks and another fox in a pink bikini.
"She's beautiful," commented Judy. "What's her name?"
"Kimberly," said Nick as he thought of the painful memory. "Kimberly Redd."
"Where is she now?"
"Nowhere I know. Dead as far as I know, but the point is; look at her face - now picture Noah. Do you see the resemblance?"
Judy eyes widened.
"Yes," she said. "I do."
"I think he might be her son," said Nick. "But I'd rather explain my part when we get to the bottom of the at the orphanage."
"Or you could tell me now," said Judy gently.
"AAAAAAAAGGGGHHH!"
Judy ran to Noah's room where he was tossing and turning in his bed.
"Hey, hey, hey!" soothed Judy stroking Noah.
"Please don't hurt me! Please!"
"It's okay, it's okay," said Judy. "Judy is here. You're safe."
Noah came to his senses and realised that he was only having a nightmare.
"I had a dream that a mad fox came to my room and grabbed me alongside a tiger."
He began to sob in Judy's shoulder as she cradled him.
"It's okay," she soothed it was just a dream. "No dream can hurt you when Aunt Judy is around. I think maybe you had a bad dream because you had a little too much to east; pizza, ice cream and blueberries."
Judy took Noah into hers and Nick's room and placed him on the bed.
"Nightmare is it, pal?" Nick consoled, keeping himself under the blankets.
Noah nodded as Nick brought him to his arms.
"You're safe, sport," Nick assured him. "Count on it."
Judy retuned with a glass of water.
"Have some water, little guy," she comforted handing the glass to Noah.
He took some gulps and Judy told him not to do so in case they hit his stomach bad. Noah then gently sipped the water and calmed down.
"I'm sorry I woke you," said Noah.
"It's okay, you can't help waking people up when you have bad dreams."
"Can I sleep with you tonight please?" he whimpered.
"The more the merrier," agreed Judy.
"Um, Carrots?"
Nick beckoned at Judy to come close so he could whisper.
"I have no PJ's!"
"Put on your underwear then," Judy suggested.
As they turned around, Nick pulled on his boxers and said they were able to turn around again. Nick invited Noah next to him bed and they greeted each other with a friendly tickle until Noah was worn out from laughter. He cuddled into Nick for extra warmth, Nick wrapping his warm tail over him.
"Good night, tough guy," smiled Nick but Noah was asleep already.
"Good night, Carrots," said Nick. There was no point in discussing the issue of his former love with a kid in the room.
"Good night, Slick Nick," said Judy as she kissed his nose making him sneeze.
"Oops," she chuckled. "Sorry."
She kissed Noah on the head.
"Good night, sweetie," she said.
"Good night, Aunt Judy," Noah yawned as he kissed her. Then he turned to the fox saying "Good night, Uncle Nick," and kissing his cheek.
"Good night, kiddo," said Nick as he ruffled the cubs head.
Nick lay in bed, his eyes open for an hour and a half, Noah snuggling into him occasionally which also soothed Nick himself. He picked up the beach photo and looked at it again, remembering this being the picture in the locket he gave Kimberly before they went their own way. If only he didn't get her pregnant. Maybe her life would have taken a positive turn.
He shed a tear from the guilt of it all, then turned to Noah giving him a gentle kiss on the nose.
"I always loved you, Kim," he said.
Noah stretched himself out for a sleep-hug. Nick brought him close to his chest. There was something about this pup that healed his grief, but he was going to get to the bottom of this. Tomorrow he would tell Judy the whole story, take the photo to the experts and they would analyse Noah's identity. Nick was only hoping that this pup would be his long-lost son but only time would decide.
Meanwhile, Noah was dreaming that he was with Nick sitting on a field and was resting his head on his lap, Nick stroking his ears. That was all he wanted after the dream he had of the fox in black. All he needed was daddy of a best friend with him and make sure he is safe from that fox - including Mr. Fury and Brent Stripes.