Hello everyone!
Before we move on to the new chapter, I'd like to address few things.
Thanks for and Archangel12575 for pointing out my mistakes in earlier chapters, I really appreciate it guys!
YAY for DrummerMax64 for catching the movie references in chapter 24! :)
I'd also like to reply to concerns voiced by rva98014: I understand your point of view and I hope that the image of Nick you've seen was only caused by my lack of skills as a writer in properly describing the character. I know that at the moment he may look like an OP character, but my goal in creating this 'version' of Nick Wilde, was to show someone who has been given great potential and abilities, but has to pay a heavy price for it. Maybe even heavier than the benefits from his 'gifts'. There is still a lot to uncover in Nick's past and his reasons and it will be addressed in upcoming chapters. Plus, there are no 'superpowers' in this story and nothing comes out of thin air. Every character's position, status or skills have their sound reasoning, which will be more or less shown as the story unfolds.
And finally, to all readers concerned about NickxJudy/NickxJackie thing: I won't say who is it going to be at the end (not now, at least) ;) and I know that it's impossible to please everyone. It pains me that some of you will be disappointed, but that's how life works...
So with official stuff done, here's the next chapter, consisting of police work of the fox and rabbit duo. Next time we'll focus more on emotions, relationships and there will be blood.
Hope to see you soon!
Chapter 26
A fox and a bunny sat in a police cruiser, on their first case as partners. Bogo had no qualms with putting the two together as a team, given the fact that Nick fulfilled his condition for graduating the academy as one of the top five cadets. There was also the fact that Judy and Will were officially a couple now, so the chief didn't agree for them to be working together. Still, Nick was sure that it was more out of Judy's personal choice, than their superior's order.
"Where did you get that?" Judy laughed, seeing her friend sucking on a pawpsickle. She was behind the wheel, driving randomly through the streets of Savanna Central, in search of the street racer they were tasked with capturing.
"That's my sweet secret, little Cottontail. Plus, I need some sugar intake in the morning if I am to keep up with you." He quipped, sitting comfortably in his seat.
"Oh really? Your first day and already feeling too old for the job?" She retorted with a smirk.
Nick shrugged. "It's not me getting old, rather you, being a hyperactive rabbit."
"Oh my, sorry for being energetic, Grandpa Nick."
"Har, har." At that moment, a playful thought appeared in his mind. *This should be good. Let's see how much innocence is left in this little bunny.* He thought and grinned inwardly. "Better tell me something else… Are all rabbits bad drivers, or is it just you?"
In that instant Judy hit the brakes just before a red light, making Nick jerk forward in his seat belt, almost causing him to hit his muzzle on the dashboard. Due to this movement, his arm jolted slightly up, making Nick slap himself in the face with his own pawpsickle. The fox straightened up, the red candy stuck to one of his eyes. *This is a surprise… but let's lure in the prey.* He pulled off the pawpsickle with a huff. "Heh, sly bunny." He waved the sweet at her.
"Dumb fox." Judy replied with a smirk.
*Got you.*
He leaned slightly to her. "You know you love me."
Judy barely fought back the impulse to slam her legs at the brakes and throttle at the same time. Her own thoughts suddenly accelerated to Mach 3 speed and she struggled to put them in order. Few key ones surfaced above the rest: Why did he say that?! Why to me?! Does he mean it as… more than friends?! Her brain switched gears and held reins of the wild thoughts. Judy remembered what Vivian told them yesterday. In reality, Nick is a fragile heart hidden behind impervious walls and would never treat the word 'love' seriously. At least not towards anyone else but his mother. So why would he joke with her like that? Her mind focused. Joke… This is the fox's idea of a joke. In that case, she should reply appropriately.
"Do I know that?" Judy asked herself out loud. She tilted her head slightly and gave Nick a glance of her half-lidded eyes. "Yes, yes I do." The doe smiled.
The fox also smiled and in his mind, he praised the bunny for holding out on this one, instead of freezing or blushing like a beetroot.
The light turned green and they began moving forwards again, only to witness a sport car flashing right before their eyes, going far above the speed limit, not to even mention the red light. Both police officers smiled. Nick put on his sunglasses and hit the siren button on the dashboard. Judy stomped on the throttle and the cruiser bolted forward with a screech of the tires.
After several minutes, they managed to force the red car to pull over. The officers got out of their cruiser, Judy leading the way to the driver's door with a stern face.
"Sir! You were going over 115 miles per hour, I hope you have a good explanation." She said firmly as the window lowered. And to her utter surprise, it revealed a familiar face.
Nick stepped forward and took off his glasses. "Flash, Flash, hundred-yard dash!" He said in amusement at the sight of his acquaintance.
The sloth's face started forming a smile, which took a while to complete. "Niiick."
Judy's jaw dropped down as she was at a loss for words. Flash would be the last person she'd expect to be the street racer. The doe shook her head. "Hold on a minute. How can you drive this fast when you move so slow?"
"I… drive… very… carefully…" The sloth replied in his slow manner. That earned a big grin from Nick.
"Riiight and you normally use a Mini Van, eh?"
Judy nudged him with an elbow. "This is irrelevant. According to the law, we have to write you a speeding ticket and fine you with-" The fox placed a paw on her shoulder.
"Easy there, Fluff. You seriously want to fine someone who helped you during your first case?"
"I don't, but it's the law, Nick. We can't be choosy when it comes to upholding the rules."
Her partner folded his arms and gave her a look. Not any particular kind, just… a look. And then he turned to Flash. "Tell me, you do have a cruise control inbuilt in your car, yes?"
It was a rhetorical question. Nick knew that every sloth that got a driver's license had to have one. Due to the fact, that it took them forever to step down on the throttle and the same amount of time to lift the leg, every sloth was required by the law to have cruise control in their vehicles.
"I… do…" Before Flash got into any more details, the fox clapped his hands.
"I knew it! This is a Mustang GT, the… Flash, would you mind letting it sing for a sec?" The sloth obliged and the engine roared under the hood, causing Nick to smile knowingly. "…the V8 version from 2014, so we're dealing with a precedent here, Carrots."
She gave him a puzzled look. "Wait, what?"
"The Zootopia's High Court ruled in the case Hoofer vs Mustang, docket number LC2015-090084, that the car manufacturer is guilty of producing faulty cruise control devices in their cars. To be precise, V8 versions of the GT series," he pointed at the red Mustang "this one being one of them. All drivers caught speeding with these devices in their vehicles were acquitted. And now we have a similar case here."
Judy narrowed her eyes and tapped her foot. "You're making this up."
The fox returned a smug grin. "You can look it up if you want, but let me tell you that it's futile. It's the High Court's ruling and giving Flash a ticket right now would be going against it, in other words, against the law."
"Grr, you…" Her ears dropped down as she let out a sigh. "Fine." Judy pointed a finger at him. "But I will check this once we're back to the precinct. And if you're trying to pull a fast one on me, then you'll be the one to pay the fine."
"I'm fine with paying a fine, if you can prove that I'm not smooth. The law is right here, please check it dear." The fox recited and pointed a finger from each paw at her and send the doe a wink.
Judy rolled her eyes.
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"You eat way too much, Nick." Judy waved her finger at her partner. The fox was munching on his third burger already. The bunny only got a salad for lunch and was surprised how much her friend could eat. Their second day as partners was rather uneventful, leaving them enough time for Nick to show Judy several useful shortcuts during their patrol. But right now, they were walking back to their vehicle from the food truck they got their lunch from.
To be honest, Nick was surprised himself with the hunger he felt. Normally, he'd be stuffed full with just one burger, but for some reason his stomach was satisfied only after gobbling up three times the amount of food he usually ate.
And now Judy gave him a strange smirk.
"What?" The fox asked, licking his fingers.
"You know, if you were a vixen, I'd say you've started getting cravings." She sniggered.
Nick narrowed his eyes, hearing the doe's joke. "If you were a buck, I'd force you to take a paternity test." He stuck his tongue out.
"Oh, would you?" Her buckteeth dealt with another vegetable.
"Yep. It would be hard to be a single mother." As they were passing a nearby trashcan, the fox threw out the paper wrappings from his lunch.
"HELP! PLEASE!" A scream interrupted their banter and a grey wolf ran up to them, his shirt covered with blood. "Oh, thank God!" He tugged at Nick's sleeve. "Please, they attacked us out of nowhere! My girlfriend is still there!" The predator pointed at the nearby alley.
Two policemammals looked at him and then exchanged knowing glances.
"That blood has already dried out." Judy pointed out calmly, chewing a carrot from her salad.
"How can you have a girlfriend, when you have a wedding band on your finger?" Nick added, unwrapping one of his pawpsickles.
"That alley is very close, if anything happened there, I would have heard it. I'm a rabbit." She pointed at her obvious ears.
"How could you get that blood on your shirt and have no trace of it on your fur or paws?" The fox indicated the wolf's clothing.
The predator stared at them wide eyed and, seeing that he just made a mistake, turned around to run. He only managed taking three steps before collapsing on the pavement with two tranquilizing darts sticking from his back. The duo lowered their weapons.
"Oops…"
"One would be enough, should we worry?"
They looked at each other.
"Naah."
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The fourth day forced them to deal with a rather delicate situation.
Patrol car number 7, we have 10-39H in Downtown, the Paw Mall. Cracked the radio in their cruiser and Judy quickly punched the response button.
"Copy that, dispatch. We're on our way."
They both buckled up and speeded towards the target as fast as possible. 10-39H meant a hostage situation and that was best resolved in the shortest amount of time possible. And while driving, Judy cast a quick glance at her partner. "What are you doing?" Nick just took out his tranquilizer gun and was playing with one of the darts.
"It's best to be prepared for anything, Carrots." He replied with a wink. The doe didn't have the time to pry for more detailed explanation as they have arrived at their destination, plus he had a point. Hostage situations could easily go out of paw and you had to be ready for any outcome.
Once at the scene, it was easy to find the cause of all the tension, bordering a panic. Right in the main hall, next to a circular fountain, that was designed in a way to make breathtaking shows by creating various figures formed from water, as well as changing its color. A black jaguar was right next to this piece of aquatic entertainment, dragging a young female gazelle in his grip, scarred arm around her neck, with a knife at her head.
"Stay away!" He yelled as soon as he saw the police officers approaching him. His arm squeezed the girl's throat tighter, forcing her to squeal.
The fox raised his paws, both to calm down the predator, as well as to show that he holds no weapons. "All right, no need to get tense. We'll be standing right here, ok?" He and Judy stopped ten meters from the jaguar.
"Sir," Judy began in a soothing manner "we simply wish to talk."
"Oh yeah? I know you, cops!" He pointed the knife at them for a brief moment. The savage beast within Nick wanted to make a leap at the predator, confident that its reflexes and speed were enough to take him down in a blink of an eye, but the fox kept it at bay. It was not the best moment for displays of savagery, as the tiniest mistake could cost the poor girl her life. "You'll gun me down at first opportunity! No…" He pressed the blade at the gazelle's throat. "I'm walkin' out of here and she's goin' with me!"
Nick tilted his head to the side, an amused smile creeping up his face. "Say… would you like to make a bet?"
Being one of the things he never expected to hear. the black predator blinked. "W-what?"
Very slowly, to not provoke the guy, the fox took out a coin from the pocket of his shirt. "Heads or tails? We'll flip a coin and if you win, you get to go free. If you lose, we just keep on talking, deal?"
Judy was listening to Nick's words, her eyes widening as he went on. "WHAT?!" Eventually, the doe yelled at her partner. "Are you out of your mind?!"
The jaguar shifted nervously and licked his dry lips. "No chance, cop. You ain't foolin' me! Your jokes won't work on me!"
Nick smirked. "Who says I'm joking?" And with one swift movement, he pulled out the tranquilizer gun from the holster by his belt and shot Judy. Both the doe's and jaguar's jaws dropped down. The bunny stared at the dart in her arm and collapsed to the ground with a shocked expression.
"You… sly… bastard…" She gasped before her body went completely limp.
Nick kept his gaze at the criminal all the time. "Now then, where were we? Ah, yes! Heads or tails?" With a smug grin, he tossed the coin high into the air. The black predator's eyes followed the object like under hypnosis. And just as the metal piece reached the apex of its flight, he felt a sting on his knife-holding arm. He blinked again, noticing a dart sticking from his limb and before falling unconscious on his back, he managed to see Judy aiming her gun at him from the ground. The gazelle girl wriggled out of her attacker's grasp, just as a pair of paramedics arrived at the scene. After a short confirmation from the fox officer, they took care of the victim.
"Nice acting, Fluff." Nick helped his partner up with a grin.
"I had practice when I was younger." She smiled at him, holstering her gun. "But next time, I want some heads up." Judy gave him a slap on the back. "Did you even consider what would've happened if I wouldn't follow your plan?"
His grin widened as he leaned towards her. "Nope. Because, like I said before," he gave her a stare from his half-lidded eyes "I think you're a very smart bunny." Nick tapped her nose gently with one finger.
She smacked his paw away with an embarrassed expression. "Oh shut it, dumb fox!"
The fox laughed at her partner's words. "If you say so, Fluff."
Day five of Nick's life as a police officer granted him yet another chance to mess with his partner. Zootopia's airport security has stopped a tourist that had a hidden package of illegal herbs and handed over the perpetrator to ZPD for further investigation.
As the duo was on their way to the interrogation room, Judy was flipping pages of the file they have received.
"Arthur Kowalsky, a male jackal, age 19, first time in Zootopia…" She read out loud, so that her partner could hear. "He came from middle-eastern Europe, claims to be innocent."
"So did I, every time a police patrol stopped me and guess what?" Nick lifted his specs. "They never believed me." He sent the bunny a wink.
Judy elbowed him in the ribs. "Hard to blame them, eh?"
The officers entered the room, where a young predator was sitting with a very nervous expression on his face. He was cuffed, but other than that, he had no more restrains. Therefore, he shot up from his chair when the duo approached their seats.
"Proszę! Powtarzałem to już na lotnisku, jestem niewinny! Nie wiedziałem, że mam taką paczkę w bagażu!"
Judy froze right before she sat on the chair, her ears straight up. She looked at the file again. There was no mention about the origin country or the language of the apprehended animal.
"Sir… do you speak English?" She tried.
The jackal made a confused face and shrugged, evidently not sure how to react.
Without looking away from the jackal or changing her expression, Judy addressed Nick with the corner of her mouth. "We need a translator!" She whispered to her partner.
But Nick had a whole different concept. The moment he heard the foreign predator speak a sweet little idea popped into his head. *Who would've thought that this place could be this fun?* He thought with an internal snigger.
The fox simply sat on one of the chairs and folded his paws on the table.
"Panie Kowalski, każdy kto siada po tamtej stronie stołu tak twierdzi. Czemu mamy wierzyć akurat Panu? (Mister Kowalsky, everyone who is seated on that side of the table claims that. Why should we believe exactly you?) He said with the perfect foreign language, not a trace of hesitation and fluent pronunciation of every weird sounding word.
If the rabbit skin and muscles would allow that, Judy's jaw would have hit the table.
"Przysięgam, że nie mam z tym nic wspólnego! Nawet nie wiem o jakie zioła chodzi!" (I swear, I have nothing to do with this! I don't even know what those herbs are!) The Jackal pleaded with Nick, a slight relief on his face. It had to be of some comfort to speak with someone in the same language.
Meanwhile, Judy stepped closer to her partner. "You know this language?!" She hissed to his ear in a low voice.
Nick smirked in response. "But of course, my dear Carrots. I shall gladly be your translator for today. But for every next time, I'll charge a fee." He sent her a playful wink and then turned to the jackal. "Panie Kowalski, funkcjonariusz Słodka," Nick pointed at his partner „chciałaby zadać Panu kilka pytań." (Mr Kowalsky, officer Cute would like to ask you a few questions.)
He nodded with his head towards the tourist, signaling that she should start talking. Judy composed herself and cleared her throat.
"Mr. Kowalsky," she took a picture from the case file and placed it on the desk, so the jackal could see it "do you recognize this package?" The photo showed the small bag with illegal herbs
Nick translated and the foreigner shook his head and explained that he never saw it before.
She tried a different approach. "Has anyone asked you to bring something to Zootopia?"
Nick turned to the foreigner. "Funkcjonariusz Słodka chciałaby wiedzieć czy ktoś prosił Pana o przywiezienie czegoś do Zwierzogrodu." (Officer Cute would like to know if anyone asked you to bring something to Zootopia.)
The jackal shook his head once more. "Nie! Nikt mnie o nic nie prosił, przyleciałem tutaj sam!" (No! Nobody asked me to do anything, I came here by myself!)
Nick stared at the mammal, not exactly focusing on the words, but rather on his body language. Having his senses enhanced by the serum, it was almost too easy.
"He's telling the truth, Fluff." He informed his partner.
Judy eyed him curiously. "What makes you think that?" She inquired of him.
Nick leaned back on his chair. "Carrots, lying was my profession for two decades. I can tell when a bloke like him is trying to squirm his way out of suspicion. And this fella," the fox nodded at the tourist "is being one hundred percent honest with us."
The bunny tapped her chin with the carrot pen thoughtfully and assessed his words. "Ok, so if he's really innocent then we should contact the security of the airport he came from and ask them for assistance."
"Yup." Nick got up from his chair and approached the doe from behind, placing his paws on her shoulders. "Funkcjonariusz Słodka i ja dziękujemy za informacje, Panie Kowalski. Funcjonariusz zaprowadzi Pana do aresztu. Podkreślę tylko, że nie jest Pan w tym momencie o nic oskarżony, ale musimy Pana przetrzymać do czasu wyjaśnienia sprawy." (Officer Cute and I would like to thank you for the information, Mr Kowalsky. An officer will take you to the holding cell. Let me just emphasize the fact that, for now, you're not charged with anything, but we'll have to detain you until this matter is resolved.) With that said he headed for the door, Judy following him after gathering back the documents from the file and placing it under her arm.
"I must say I'm impressed, Nick." She said as he opened the door to let her go first.
"Yes, I tend to have that effect on females." The fox chuckled and it earned him another eye roll from his partner.
"I mean, where did you learn this?"
"I read a lot of books, plus I had an acquaintance, who's a native speaker of that language. It was years back, when we needed it for one of our hustles. Finnick flat out refused to learn it, so I had to pick up the glove."
"Say… what was those words… those you kept repeating…" Judy scrunched her brows in deep concentration. "Funk… foonktionar-"
"Funkcjonariusz…" He corrected her smoothly. "It means 'officer'."
"Okay… and the second part? Suo… suodckaa?" She had trouble trying to pronounce the word in this strange language.
Nick sent her a wink. "Ah, let that be your homework, my little friend."
Judy eyed him with suspicion, but decided not to press the issue right now. The report and assistance request application for the foreign airport security were more important right now.
"Anyway, I'm going to grab us some grub, you'll go with the veggie salad, right?"
She nodded in approval and they split up at the main hall, Nick heading for the exit and Judy for the officers' desks.
"Just you wait, I'll learn the language too, so your days as a translator are limited."
Nick grinned at her statement, remembering it took him almost two years to get used to all of the weird nouns and vowels, and leaned down. "Chrząszcz brzmi w trzcinie w Szczebrzeszynie, w szczękach chrząszcza trzeszczy miąższ." Having said that he left, laughing at the bunny's expression. After that, Judy got to her desk, stomping her hindpaws and hopped on the chair. The doe was about to start working on the documentation for the case when that word came to her mind again.
The bunny didn't hesitate for long and she went to the internet browser and started searching, muttering to herself. "Suodcka, suodcka…"
When after few minutes she found the translation, the whole floor shook with her furious roar. "NICHOLAS WILDE!"
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The sixth day was filled with a very heavy atmosphere in the patrol car.
"Come on, Fluff. I apologized already…" Nick pleaded with his bunny partner, but Judy was still fuming over his joke with the translation.
"Will you please at least look at me? It's been a whole day."
The doe finally spoke, but it was more of a growl, than a normal sentence. "Officer Wilde, you know that you're not supposed to say that word to me!"
Nick adorned an apologetic expression, but couldn't help but smile at her. "Sorry, but you were so amazingly adorable, that I couldn't help myself…"
Judy's head snapped towards the fox, lips already forming to give him a scolding when a van flashed by them with twice the allowed speed. Temporarily forgetting about the quarrel, they immediately started the sirens and started the pursuit. But it quickly became obvious that it wasn't going to end soon. The driver of the van had absolutely no regard for other road users or any laws. The vehicle was speeding through one intersection after another, causing several other cars to collide with each other or crash into lamp poles. Judy was right behind them, not letting the car out of her sight. But the chased driver was good. He took several sharp turns with screeching tires, still keeping the van on the road and traversed the lanes, overtaking cars and heading for the highway. But the doe wasn't any worse, not after training in the academy with very strict driving instructors. Their cruiser was constantly on the van's tail, even though Judy had to avoid several close calls with other cars. And they ended up on the highway, far from making the driver stop.
And things just kicked up a notch. When they started closing up on them, a bear leaned out of the passenger's window, holding an AK-47 rifle.
"Carrots!" Nick yelled and Judy instantly changed lanes to the left, just as the predator unloaded a hail of bullets towards the cruiser. But a car right in front of them was going a lot slower than the cruiser so Judy had to change lanes again, once more putting them in the line of fire. The armed predator didn't waste this chance and the next package of deadly 7,62 mm bullets rained on their windshield. Luckily, all the windows in ZPD's patrol cars were bulletproof, so the reinforced glass prevented them from becoming two portions of swiss cheese. However, numerous spots from the impacts of the bullets rendered the front window useless, as Judy wasn't able to see the road properly. She got around it by looking out the driver's window, one paw gripping the wheel. Meanwhile, Nick was leaning out of his own window, trying to aim at the bear with his tranq gun, but gave up when he calculated that even if he'd aimed perfectly, the dart would never reach the target in these conditions.
And the pursuant suddenly changed lanes, leaving them to deal with a small family car right in front of them. Judy barely avoided hitting it by furiously spinning the wheel to get out of the collision course. But her maneuver left a trace of honking and swearing behind them and Nick registered two metallic sounding crashes, no doubt some other road users.
This situation was dragging on and the fox stopped counting the accidents caused by this wild chase after the tenth collision. The van overtook a SUV towing a motorboat, the bear criminal unloading another set of rounds, this time aiming at the SUV's wheels. The tires busted, causing the vehicle to lose any traction and making it crash into the highway's side barrier. The boat followed swiftly, hitting the car with great force, which made it topple over, almost crushing Judy's and Nick's cruiser.
"Carrots! This is getting way out of paw!" Nick yelled to be heard over the screech of the tires.
"Right!" She yelled back, flooring it and forcing the patrol car to level with the escaping van. The surprised bear shooter raised his weapon, ready to give the bunny a lethal dose of lead, but Nick was faster. He fired a dart, aiming right next to his partner's head and it hit the bulky predator, crossing him out from the game for the time being.
"Grab the wheel!" Judy told Nick and climbed out her window. Nick's jaw dropped, but before the fox could say anything, he instinctively took hold of the steering wheel and jumped to the driver's seat, just as the car was starting to turn.
"Fluff!" He yelled in panic and right then he heard a thump above him. Judy Hopps crouched on the top of their speeding vehicle and launched herself to the roof of the van.
The hyena driving the vehicle was more than unhappy with the way this day unfolded. They would've been long gone if not for those two persistent cops. But he didn't have to time to think much about it, when he heard a smug voice from the outside of his window. "Hey, mind if I drive?" And the last thing he registered that day was the sound of crashing glass and the feeling of two rabbit hindpaws smashing into the side of his face.
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Later that same day, Judy and Nick deposited their battered cruiser in the ZPD's garage, not too happy about the fact, that they'll have to explain every little detail in their reports (Nick even more so than Judy). But reports had to wait, as when they walked into the main hall of the precinct a thunderous roar erupted from the second floor.
"HOPPS! WILDE!"
Two partners stopped dead in their tracks, Judy perfectly aware of the owner of said roar. "Come on, Nick…" She mumbled to the fox. "This is going to be a blast…" The doe said without a trace of joy in her voice.
And when they reached their boss' office, Bogo was already waiting inside, his desk buried under piles of documents and reports.
"Heya, chief." Nick tried to sound casually and pointed the mountains of paper. "If you're busy we could always come late-"
"SIT." They complied in silence, climbing to the only chair in front of their superior's desk, Judy never thinking of arguing with the chief, while he was in such mood.
Bogo took off his reading glasses to rub his temples and let out a sigh burdened with a great weight. When he spoke, it was a tone of a mammal trying to retain his calm and sanity by grasping at straws. "I am aware of the fact, that you have caught two bank robbers and managed to return all of the stolen money, BUT… " He took a sheet of paper and slammed it on the desk before him. "I have just received the damage report and I'm not happy, just by looking at the length of the list." The buffalo put on his glasses again and started reading. "Twenty two cars and a boat… totaled?" He read out loud, as if not believing in what was printed out on the paper. And he deflated. His shoulders sunk and his eyes gazed at them with disbelief. "How did you sink a boat?!"
Nick cleared his throat and attempted a reply. "Well, technically, we were on the land, so not exactly sinking, but rather-"
"OUT! BOTH OF YOU, OUT!" Bogo bellowed and the duo scrambled to the door, slamming it behind them.
Chief of the police slumped in his chair and covered his face with hooves. "And this is just their first week…God give me patience…"