First Salvo
a Zootopia fan fiction by Dan

Rated M+

(c) Zootopia 2016 by Disney Animated Studios
(Artist Ownership) Ayden Gull from BRO GULLS by Anti_Dev
(Artist Ownership) “I will Survive by William Borba 2017
(Artist Ownership) Sheath and Knife by Harmarist
(Artist Ownership) Anubis and the Buried Bone by Harmarist
(c) (Artist Ownership) The Kzinti by Larry Niven
(Artist Ownership) Don Carnage Disney’s TAIL SPIN
(Artist Ownership) Ikkey the Fox Kit by Inkbunny;s Ikkey
(Artist Ownership) Master Guns Flash by Inkbunny’s Flash Timberwolf
(Artist Ownership) Characters From Omaha the Cat Dancer Reed Waller 1994
(Artist Ownership) Jag Damien Tiger from Inkbunny’s Fluffy Puffy
(Artist Ownership) Dean Wilson from Animalolympics 1980
(Artist Ownership) Tanya Mousekovitz from American Tail
(Artist Ownership) Blotasky and Perkins from Cat Shit One by Motofume Kobayashi
The Chipmunks and Chipettes (c) from the 1980‘s cartoon series

Chapter 36: Judy’s Day

Will and Gilly’s Apartment
Sahara Square
September 5 2040
4am

       The smart phone chime may have been low enough not to wake Will but it got a nose shiver and snort from Gilly as the rabbit fumbled for the phone and finger batted the screen to shut the infernal “morning bomb” off. Sitting up, Gilly reached for and pulled one of Will’s big paws over his chest where Gilly snuggled with it for a minute before swiping his smart phone for the morning news run...

From PawTube subscription to ZOO TV....

      “This is the morning news, I’m Samantha Serval. Last evening, three former students from Zootopia University were made to give the entire city a public apology for their ill timed and shameful fraternity prank at the welcome home festival for our fleet which returned last week from operations in support of the citizens of the Outback Islands. The three tigers were members of the Psi Sigma Felina fraternity with one of them costumed to appear as a Kzinti. Several other fraternity members who knew of the prank were also immediately expelled as a result of the incident which injured over 100 festival goers...”

        “All of us want to express our deepest apologies and sorrow at what we did. It was never our intention to cause anyone harm. Our prank was directed at some of our college mates and it went terribly wrong. Our expulsion from the college is just punishment for our stupidity. We are humbled at the leniency we have received by law enforcement which none of us deserve. We ruined what should have been a joyous day. Forgive us please?” One of the Tigers said mournfully as the three stood before cameras.

       Gilly felt anger. Will worked so hard on that event and three morons had to go ruin it. The bunny hugged his lover’s paw so tight that Will woke up and gently licked Gilly’s face...

      “Good morning.” Will said softly as he reached for the smart phone. “Put that stupid thing away?”

       “The nerve of those pussy cat morons.” Gilly snorted.

       “That’s over and done with. I’m not.” Will replied as he sat up and gently pulled his fluffy lover onto his lap...”Like I said? Good morning my love.” Will said softly as he kiss licked Gilly on the chin. “Call the ship and tell em your deathly ill?”

        “Fat chance.” Gilly huffed. “I have duty today and we’re getting the ship ready for Gazelle’s performance. If I could tell them off? I would.”

         Will slowly rubbed his paw between Gilly’s legs...”Want one for the road?”

         “I’d like to report to work without being “bowl-leg’d” there mister horny.” The rabbit said as he stood up and allowed Will to work his tongue around his mid-drift and genitals...”What? sigh.... What do you want for breakfast Will?”

         “Lush rabbit steak.” Will playfully replied.

         “I mean....”food”....you sick predator?” Gilly snorted.

         “I dunno?” Will said as he thought. “Oatmeal’s fine. I need some oatmeal and eggs for my coat anyway. My fur is getting a little course.”

          Gilly hopped off the bed. “Oatmeal it is! I’ll just have a green salad.”

          Will followed Gilly into the kitchen where he held the rabbit up so he could grab things from the shelves and cabinets....all the while taking the opportunity to continue kissing Gilly’s body. At one point....Will slipped his tongue over a spot which caused Gilly to shiver and drop a plate....

“CRASH!”

         “Oops?” Will said with a smile. “Got a little too carried away huh?”

         Gilly turned himself around in Will’s paws and faced him...”I guess. Snit...if I don’t give you “one for the road” you crazy Wolf? You’ll break everything else won’t you?”

         Will panted as Gilly rubbed the tips of his rabbit feet between his legs...”Whine”....”What about breakfast?” Will sighed and canine whined.

         “Breakfast is so over rated.” Gilly snorted. “Fluck breakfast and screw me silly you hot flaming wolf.”

Jackson and Darla’s apartment
Sahara Square
September 5 2040
4:20am

       Jackson popped into the bathroom to find Darla showering. “What are you dong up? You don’t have duty today?” Jackson asked as he walked to the vanity to get his toothpaste out.

      “Don’t you remember?” Darla asked. “I’m meeting your Mom today so we can chose a wedding dress. We want to be there before noon and downtown becomes packed as usual.”

      Jackson stuck his head through the curtains. “Remember? Money’s no limit. As beautiful as you want.”

      Darla reached out and rubbed Jackson’s chin. “I’m not looking to break our bank. And don’t you dare ask Judy to cover it!”

      Jackson smiled back at Darla. “So? When did your parents say yes?”

      “They haven’t.” Darla replied. She knew Jackson was trying to pull a reverse on her to see if she’d slip up.. “When I spoke to Momma, she said Daddy was still bitterly opposed. He’s even threatened to send my uncles Oliver and Wendal to come kick your tail in. I sort of dime’d to Momma how bad the idea would be because you have “connections”.”

       Jackson waved a paw...”Very loose connections....loose connections. And I wouldn’t do such a thing as to call them on your family. This is “our” problem and “we” will work it out. Any chance that at least your mother will sneak into the wedding herself?”

       “I think the pendant you gave her...has her thinking. Though she has to hide it form my Daddy? It did make her cry. She said “All my love.” Which is as close to a blessing from her as she’ll let slip.”

       Jackson leaned in and softly kissed Darla on the cheek. “Have a good time with my Mom. I’ll be on the ship with Gilly doing cleaning and shining...whoopee.”  

Myler and Albert’s apartment
Little Deckhand Military Housing Complex
 Sandy Point Naval Station
September 5 2040
4:32am

     Myler came walking into the kitchen and nuzzled Tanya on her neck with a little nibbling... “Good morning sweet thing.” He said as he hugged her from behind before sitting at the kitchen table. Not a few minutes later...Albert walked in and gave Tanya a deep kiss...”Good morning you so radiant a star that a telescope need not be used.” He said softly as he tweeked her nose and joined Myler at the table...

     “Doesn’t she look beautiful in those?” Myler said of the silk see through pink and red lingerie Tanya wore as she cooked.

     “Simply stunning.” Albert replied as he adjusted his glasses. “Like a puffy cloud giving a healthy dose of rain on a distant plain of lavender and Hollyander flowers. Simply a soft pleasure to the eyes.”

      “You two are going to spoil me rotten.” Tanya said as she gave the boys their plates. “So? Did you like my idea last night?”

       “It has to be approved by the chain of command.” Myler replied. “Running a personal business can’t interfere with our enlistment contract and doing military related work has to go through a process best described as tossing a mouse into a box of rabid cats....ugh...it could get really messy and dicey.”

       “Don’t see how the Navy could miss the obvious benefit and savings from having its own organize and supervise a good external repair service? And having it right here at the base so the turn-a-round time for parts is swiftly streamlined. Tanya is ten times more than the adornments she’s wearing.” Albert said while waving his fork about.

       Myler looked at Tanya with a smile...”Sooooo? Who is the more pleasing? Me or Albert?”

      “I’m not going to start a fight between my future husbands. You are both “talented” in your own way. But? Albert has you beat in poetry during sex Myler, I’m sorry.”

      Myler snorted at Albert. “Hmph! Plagerist bastard.” 

      “There is never a hint of plagery in my words “My My” and you know it.” Albert huffed as he cut into a block of cheddar. “Let’s not fight over anything this morning?”

      “Except your bed flatulence.” Myler snorted. “Gawd you stink of raw Arugula when you fart.” 

     “Just following Tanya’s good diet suggestions.” Albert said as he waved a paw. “Remember? We’ve got a busy day of cleaning brass ahead so you better eat quick.”

The Executive House of the Mayor
Downtown, Zootopia
September 5 2040
4:57am

      Caesar came out of the bathroom in his robe and rushed to get to his ringing smart phone in the living room....

      “Beep.”....”Caesar.” He asked as he sat down.

      “It’s Bagherra Sir.” The Secretary of Defense replied. “I need to schedule time with you so myself and the director of our intelligence department can brief you on some important matters.”

      “Very well.” Caesar replied. “How about 9am in my office Baggy? And I also want to commend you on how you handled that little situation at the welcome home festival. It seems we all dodged a huge earthquake quite nicely. Send my compliments to the three Marines who played themselves as foolish Frat boys.”

       Bagherra replied. “We will have to keep the ruse up for some time Sir. Hopefully the Kzinti don’t get suspicious and start making public pronouncements to press that we’re hiding one of their own here.”

       “Indeed.” Caesar replied as his son Kimba walked in. “What exactly is the nature of our meeting?”

       “It’s not for the phone Sir.” Bagherra replied. “There are some particulars about it that you may not be happy to hear of.”

ZPD safe house
South Savanna Central
September 5 2040
5am

      Kawam-ura had been up for a half an hour in the tall shrub wall covered back yard as Morty waddled out still dressed in his pajama bottoms and a t-shirt, having been woken up by the sounds of short sharp growls and tiger noises...

      “No.” Kawam-ura said as he pointed to Carl, the ZPD officer who had pulled him out of the chaos of the festival days earlier, and corrected his stance as he held a mop handle without the mop head attached. “You must maintain this stance with your feet firmly planted and spread evenly to distribute the weight.” Kawam-ura saw Morty and bowed...”Good morning Morty Tomadachi. How are you?” Kawam-ura said in Zootopian.

      “I’m cool.” Morty replied. “But what’s this?”

       “Oh?” Kawam-ura answered. “I am teaching Carl-San some Kendo. It is one of the martial sports all Kzinti must know before they advance from elementary school.”

         Morty looked interested...”It looks like sword fighting.”

        “Well it is.” Kawam-ura replied. “Would you like to try with Carl? I have another stick here.”

       Kawam-ura gave Morty a mop handle. “Now...Kzinti swords are much different than some of the swords I have seen here in Zootopia. I believe here your sports schools use what’s called “A foil” for a game called fencing? In Kzin, our swords are made for two hands for both rapid defense and even more devastating offense. We call our sword art “Ken-do-ken Iaido-ko” or “The way of drawing with strength our sword”  Our swords are very strong yet are very light and extremely sharp. A good Kzinti with a real sword can cut an opponent in half without any exertion. Kzinti sword art is designed to be aggressive, swift, accurate and violent. It takes years to become proficient in the Kzinti-Iado-Ken but many who start very young become efficient swords-mammals before the end of their senior school year.”

      Kawam-ura showed Morty one of the basic stands. “Observe me Morty Wakamoto. This is called the single draw cut and is the basic form of drawing the Katana from its’ sheath to swiftly attack and strike down your opponent.” Kawam-ura assumed a sitting position with his legs bent under his body and for a minute he sat going into a deep concentration exercise with long deep breaths and circular calming motion of his large paws...

      Then the Kzinti threw a leg forward and sharply bent before rising swiftly, pulling the mop handle from his clothing belt and delivering a fast, sharp 45 degree ghost cut across the front of his body with a mighty growl adding to the emphasis of the sword stroke. He finished backing up in a standing position with the mop handle standing up from his paws, which he held over his head, until he returned the handle smartly to his belt.

     “That?.....Was fricken awesome!” Morty yelped.

     “That was only the first basic.” Kawam-ura said. “We do not do these exercises for nothing Morty Tomodachi so please keep that in mind if I offer to teach you some of it. We Kzinti are very proud of our culture and become very insulted if it is tarnished or suffers ridicule.”

      Kawam-ura stood in front of Morty. “Now....do as I have shown.”

      Morty positioned himself sitting on his legs for a moment, then he tried to perform the “rise and draw” as Kawam-ura showed him. The Kzinti swiftly slapped him off the head with a paw!

     “Ouch! What the heck?!” Morty snorted as he rubbed his smarting forehead.

     “That was for correction.” Kawam-ura replied. “Your head is all over the place like a child’s bobbing toy. Your eyes should be fixed on my eyes, you NEVER take your eyes off a Kzinti, it stinks of cowardice! Now.....again please.”

     Carl remarked. “He’s just a cub.”

     “Any Kzinti parent who’d say that in a school would get their ears torn up.” Kawam-ura replied. “I am only being harsh for his own good since Morty-Wakamoto wishes to know my culture.”

     Kawam-ura hit Morty again. “Elbows out to far, head still bobby and what is with your tongue?”

     “I’m excited!” Morty replied. “This is so cool!”

     Kawam-ura hit Morty again. “Panting is a distraction. Keep your tongue in your mouth or I will tie a ribbon around your snoot. Now? Again.”

     “WHAP!”

     “OUCH! Damn it Tomodachi?! Cut that out!” Morty complained.

     “Sorry.” Kawam-ura replied. “Tail going flippy floppy like crazy, disturbs the ballance. You have much to learn if you don’t quit from my discipline.”

Nick and Judy’s house
Downtown Zootopia
September 5 2040
6am

      Nick’s last doctors visit resulted in an obvious change in life for the fox, which is why he now stood in the arch of the dining space near the kitchen with his pants around his feet...

      “Look at this Fluff?” Nick said as he gestured to his pants. “I can get my shorts on but for the life of me? I can’t reach my pants to save my dignity in these crazy leg braces.”

       Nick’s continued degrading of his lower back now required him to wear a set of fabric and kevlar stay’d leg braces if he still wished to get around by himself. The limitations were clear as he stood pouting while his wife pulled a step ladder over to help him out.

      “Here...grab your braces.” Judy said as she gave Nick his suspenders.

      “I wish you didn’t have to do this Carrots.” Nick sulked.

      “A small hurdle and you’re upset? Come on Nick.” Judy said as she got to the top of the step ladder, kissed her husband and adjusted his blue and white stripped tie. “Today? You’re going to pour on the Nick charm...present the Nick smile of confidence...tell the truth, no fibbing!...you’re going to impress our visitors and sell the house because you my loving fox are Nick Wilde who can sell air as a glass of water.”

       “You always know how to jump start my spirit....fluff.” Nick said as he walked to the dining table where Judy had prepared his breakfast. “So? What’s on your agenda today? We have Buckies tonight you know before the big day tomorrow?”

        “Today?” Judy replied as she sat with some toast, a plate of cut up carrots and a coffee. “I’m taking Darla to get her a wedding dress and some “special items” for the honeymoon.”

        “Ooooo.....?” Nick said with a sly look. “That should include a trip to Yogi Boobs for some “Appropriate treats?”

        Judy swished a paw at Nick. “Nick! This is our Son you perverted fox!”

       “Just want to maximize the chance of a pair of grandchildren. I said “grand”....Judy? We’re not old enough to be grand parents! Oh Gawdess Vulpix....am I showing it? Do you see any silver fur? I wonder if my grandfather turned sable before he was 40?”

       “Nick?” Judy replied. “You look the same as you looked when we met ok? You are still the spry and sly fox you were back then...”

       Nick snickered evilly...”Well? At least sexually? My talents have remained un-evolved, primitive and seductive have they not my gentle bunny?”

       Judy perked herself up...”Blissfully so my ravenous Vulpine.”

      Nick took a bite of his breakfast pie...”This is scratch made...Obviously Gideon stopped by?”

      “He did.” Judy replied though her voice sounded a little down about it.

      “You sound a little disappointed Fluff.” Nick said.

      Judy thought for a moment and sighed...”It’s my father...Gideon told me that when he last delivered some pies to my parents house...Dad....Dad....he.....reverted. It took my Mother an hour to snap him out of it.”

      Nick was puzzled...”Reverted?”

       “He has Altz-reversion-mamalia syndrome Nick.” Judy said mournfully. “He’s slowly losing his mind and....turning feral. That’s why they sold the family home. That’s why my mother told me it would be best....if I didn’t bring you when I go to see them.”

        Nick frowned....”He’s my Father in Law Judy. I owe your Dad a ton of things I can never pay him for, I’m not going to be kept from paying my due respects....”

        “Nick? Please?” Judy begged. “This is already difficult enough for us...”

        “So? Just because I’m a fox? Your husband? I should be afraid of Stuart who’s been nothing but the best friend I’ve had my whole life? I don’t get one last chance to say how much I love him? To tell him how he’s made me so happy? To kiss him goodbye? No Fluff, no way in hell. We’re going. I have the right to see him one more time and don’t you dare say no.”

       Judy gestured...”Nick? Please....I’m begging you....”

       “An I’m not negotiating Fluff.” Nick replied. “We go? Or I’ll find a way to get there. Tell me I don’t have a right?”

       Judy shook her head. “As if I could even stop you.....sigh....I will tell Mom that you’re coming.”

       Nick reached out and took one of Judy’s paws....”Fluff? It’s going to be all right. If there’s any fox your Dad won’t panic over? It’s this fox. Since when have you never trusted me?”

       Judy snickered. “As many times as you’ve gotten us into trouble? Your batting average sucks Nick.”

      “Point taken girl.” Nick replied. “Now? I believe you have a wedding dress and some tawdry sex garments to purchase and I have a house to sell so off with your cotton tail tushy.”

The Palm Tower Hotel
Sahara Square
September 5 2040
6am

      Simon rose from the bed and left Alvin curled up with a body pillow as he trudged to the bathroom and found Theodore sitting on the toilet with a book....or rather one of those gossip “rags” he probably bought on their way back from the festival.

     “Looks like all the stink clouds are gone.” Theodore said in reference to the festival. “Not even a single mention of Alvin wearing a pair of pink “chipys” (Chip-a-roos) with you printed all over them for every Tom Cat, Dic Dic and Hairy beast who saw them in their glory.”

      Simon sighed with a gesture. “Theodore? Please move yourself so I may urinate?”

       “Just say you need to take a piss Simon?” Theodore huffed as he slipped off the toilet cover. “In fact? Why don’t you save it and go piss all over the idiot?  You should make him take off those “roos” and eat them as his punishment for almost being stupid again? Look at me Simon? Am I infatuated with you? Do I put our family at risk like he did? You need to go back there, rip those “girl shorts” off his legs and spank the heck out of him Simon! If you let him get off easy?....”

      Simon huffed as he pissed. “I’ve already talk to him about those things Theodore and he got rid of them. I’not going to make an all out big production to punish Alvin for being short sighted and stupid.”

      “So you’re going to let him keep on wearing them?” Theodore huffed. “He’s probably got them on right now! He didn’t get rid of them because he doesn’t respect you.” Theodore frowned. “He doesn’t deserve your attention!”

        Simon sighed....”Obviously? If I don’t do something to make you feel better? This is really going to blow up and we’ll all get the shrapnel in our butts.” The eldest Chipmunk held Theodore by his shoulders...”Sigh...how about the whole day together? You and me? You want to know if I can be stern enough with Alvin not to rouse his suspicion or hurt his feelings? Watch the clinical master here at work.” Simon said as he played with his glasses.

       Theodore perked with a smile. “The whole day?! You promise? The whole day?”

       “Yes Theo.” Simon replied as he peck kissed his brother on the nose. “I promise you, the whole day.”

The Village of Shane Begorne
The warren of Sargent Elias O’Flairah
September 5 2040
6am

        “OOF!” The male rabbit woke as his breath left his lungs from the little female who pounced upon his stomach!

        “Wake up Fah-tha!” Little Rose yelped as she jumped up and down. “Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!”

        Elias’s wife Dee rolled onto her side. “Duty calls?”

        “Oh I wish it called a little lighter....” Elias sighed as he caught his daughter on the downfall and rolled her onto her back where he snuggled her tummy and made her giggle and wiggle!

         “Giggles”....”Fah tha! I’ll pee on you!” The little female rabbit yelped as she struggled. Her older brother Fallah, a white and tan youth of nine, came in and removed his sister from the bed...

        “What would you like me to make for you Da-had?” The young rabbit asked in earnest then corrected himself. “Mum? Whatever you want?”

        “Shepherd green pie and coffee sounds delightful darlin.” Dee replied as she turned to kiss her loving mate. “So good to have you home.”

        Elias smiled back at his mate and lovingly kissed her. “Every morning I wake up with you is a joy....then again you love breaking my back with your honey do list don’t you?”

        Elias rolled out and stood up to stretch....”What’s on the list for today love? Cutting wood? Fixing the roof? Tend to the garden slot?”

       Dee snatched Elias’s paw and pulled him back onto the bed. “How about the whole day in bed expanding our family?” Dee said as she pulled her mate close to her. “Leave the chores to the “Wool boy” (pet name for a son) Let him get some dirt under those nails of his?”

       “Hmph.” Elias replied. “That’s one of your better ideas lass. Two’s too few for you? How many you want to carry this time? Ten? twenty?”

       Dee giggled...”Can you handle fifty Elias O’Falirah?”

       Elias smiled warmly as he gently kissed and suckled his wife’s soft neck...”Perhaps...I’m due for a promotion in rank any way?”

      A pounding on the front door of the warren suddenly gave Elias a cringe...”Oh dear...” He dreaded. “Here comes the big gale from the East.”

     Fallah ran to open the door and stood looking up at his big grandfather, Ellias’s father. “Oh? Good morning Grandfather!” Fallah yelped with a smile.

     “Grandpapa!” Little Rose screamed as she ran and jumped into her grandfather’s broad chest. “Am I getting bigger?” She asked the gray and black tower of rabbit.

    “You certainly are.” Big Timatin replied as he tweeked Rose’s nose. “Now where is yer fah-ther?”

     Ellias came trudging out of the bed room...”Good mornin Dad.” He said as he wiped his eyes.

     “Dear Gawd in heaven Boy!” Timatin yelped as he quickly reached for a seat pillow on a near by rocking chair and threw a sweet curve ball shot right into his son’s face...”Get decent yah skatter brained crop dustah! Runnin round naked with your “Johnny” on display? What the hell has gotten into you?”

    Ellias quickly dropped the pillow over his hard on. “Well you always have the knack for droppin in when I don’t expect you Dad. Like when my wife wishes to show her love for me?”

    Fallah had the quick thinking to snatch up Rose and carry her off as she began to strip out of her PJ’s in the middle of the room. Menwhile...Timatin walked up to his son and growled. “Is there a good reason why you have yet to pay a visit to your Mother and I since you’ve been home?”

    “Yes Dad.” Ellias yelped back. “It’s called...”Me family and me sex life?”

    “There’s also honoring your parents?” Timatin snorted. “It’s custom for a son returning from duty to pay a quick and timely visit to his parents?”

     “Why so soon Dad?” Ellias asked. “Are you and Mum deathly ill?”

     “No.” Timatin replied as he snatched a table cloth from a nearby clothes basket and waved it at his son. “Cover yourself up? I care not to see your two moons over Glenn Fannon Hill.”

     “You’re such a prood Dad.” Ellias said as he walked into the kitchen. “I was planning to come by once I had a few days to re-coup. We had much to attend to in the Outbacks.”

      “Did yah “wet your willy” while there?” The large elder rabbit asked.

      “Now what kind of business is that?” Ellias replied. “Don’t even make a suggestion like that Dad? I wouldn’t dream of doin such a thing to Dee. Though I will admit I couldn’t escape the comforts of the creature.” (Creature= booze)

      Timatin sat at the kitchen table as he watched young Fallah make breakfast. “The wee lad is learning early. Very good. Yet? You need more boy. Yah can’t simply stay with two kittens, tis not the bunny way you know?”

      “And just how is my wife to conceive more when we get interrupted in our labor by our dolty parents you?” Ellias snapped. “My poor Dee is havin night terrors of being legs in the air with the whole family giving pointers from every window and door of the warren you daft old cotton tailed skamp.”

      Timatin chuckled....”So I see Boxer’s been pecking at you both too huh?”

      “Peckin?” Ellias yelped. “Since when has he ever stopped peckin since he wanted us banging in diapers the pervert?”

      Ellias and Timatin laughed as Fallah served them breakfast...”Fah-tha? Where is Mother?” Fallah asked. On cue his mother came out dressed and immediately jumped on her husband....

     “Ellis O’Flairah you scruffy thing? Sitting at my table in almost nothing...get your proper clothes on you filthy bunny? Sitting almost naked in front of your Dad?” Dee huffed. “Good morning “Big Tim” and you are doing well?”

      “Eh? I’m vertical which is always good you know lass.” Tim replied as he grabbed his coffee cup. “I was explaining to my son the importance of a large family.”

      “There won’t be a large family if you and my Father don’t stop popping in when my husband wants to have relations with me Tim? Do you and my Father have bed sex radar or something?”

       “They’re curious?” Fallah said with a shrug. “Perhaps Grandmutha isn’t enthused anymore and Grandpa Tim’s looking for ideas?”

      “And there from the mouth of kittens comes wisdom.” Big Tim replied. “Yer Son is growing by long legs n leaps.”

      Dee walked up to her smirking son...”Fallah? You’ve made breakfast, now get to your other chores and stop butting in on adult conversations?”

      “About your noise at night?” Fallah asked. “Could you perhaps use more pillow there Mum? Your gasping at the paws of Dad is giving the dead the woodies and waking me up?”

        Dee shook her head....”Fallah James! Get to your tasking before I whip your hide raw!”

        Big Tim and his son laughed. “Perhaps the wee lad should give you two, bed pointers?” The big bunny said before Dee, grabbing a big wooden spoon, caused him and Ellis to run for their lives.
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The Detroyer Growler
Sandy Point Naval Station
September 5 2040
7:48am

        Gilly and Jackson took to their tasking quickly after the morning muster in the ICERM shop, as did the rest of the crew who now covered the main deck of the ship working to brighten every piece of brass and silver within eye sight from the cable turn-buckles on the safety rails to the barrel cones on the fourty millimeter guns to the pair of fire fighting water bales now resting in Gilly and Jackson’s laps as they sat on the deck.

       “How’s Will?” Jackson asked Gilly.

       “He’s....” Gilly looked around before he went further. “He’s great.”

       “Gilly?” Jackson said as he shined the firefighting bale with a paw. “You don’t have to hide it with me?”

       “I’m not.” Gilly replied. “I didn’t think I needed to like...give an audio book of our relations.”

       “All I’m saying is that you shouldn’t have to hide what’s in your heart.” Jackson said as he gestured to Gilly’s chest. “What have you two been doing? I was going to ask you both over for dinner.”

       Gilly smiled....”We’ve been catching up. Going shopping. He bought me this beautiful neck-lass. He spoils the snit out of me.”

        Jackson looked at the charm on the necklass, the intertwining of a wolf and a rabbit ending in a red head behind their kissing heads...

      “That’s so cute.” Jackson said. “I can tell you’re a hundred percent happy. I’m glad you found him for yourself Gill. You’re very lucky.”

       “Yeah...” Gilly replied smiling. “Have you and Dar fixed a date yet?”

      “Not yet.” Jackson replied. “We’ll do it after Gazelle’s big concert.”

      Jackson finished polishing one bale then took another into his lap. “So you ready for the advancement exam coming up?”

      “I hope so.” Gilly replied. “I’m flustered like always you know? Hopefully I’ll study the right material, seeing how the test is never the same each cycle, but I think I’ll do better this time.”

      “Have Will quiz you?” Jackson said.

      “Giggles”....”That? won’t last five minutes.” Gilly replied. “Can you tell I’m shivering talking about how I feel?”

      “Don’t worry about it.” Jackson replied. “I would sort of guess you’re like a favorite stuffy for him to snuggle.”

      “Jackie? Cut it out mammal!” Gilly snorted as he pushed on Jackson. “Now when are we going to do a guy’s out thing? I said I wanted to take you to dinner or to a bar or maybe we’ll go to Lions Gate beach with a couple of six packs and get totally flucked up?”

      “Just say the word Gill?” Jackson replied.

      “So? Are you going to take your parents house when they move? You’ll need it for a big family...like a dozen cubs, kits, kittens..."cubsalotsakitkiddens” or whatever the result will be from you and Darla? And that basement? You could make it a sweet “Mammal cave” with a huge wide screen so we can all watch soccer and get torn up!”

     “Sheesh?” Jackson replied. “Move in already Gill? And no....I’m not taking the house. I don’t want to be downtown and I want my parents out of downtown as soon as like tomorrow.”

     Gilly pursed his lips. “You think we’re going to get hit....don’t you?”

     “I’m not worried about what I think.” Jackson replied. “I just want my parents out as soon as possible. If they’re not out within a week, maybe I’ll give them two? I’ll have them sign the house over to me and I’ll send them packing but I want them out of there.”

     Gilly turned his concentration on the bale he was shinning up. “You could “bunker” the basement?”

     “I don’t have a million Zoo bucks Gill.” Jackson replied.

     “I....I get so ancy when we’re out at sea.” Gilly said softly. “I worry my tail off thinking we’re going to get hit. I worry about Will so much that.....that I’m having some “problems” when I sleep.” Gilly looked around. “I....I wear rubber “kit" shorts over my underwear kind of problems?”

     Jackson wrapped an arm around Gilly’s shoulders...”That’s why I’m here. I have big ears Gill? I’m thinking you really don’t want to talk to Will about these little “problems“?”

     Gilly sighed deeply “I....was such a stupid tail hole to you when we first met.” Gilly said with his ears drooped. “Next to Will? You’re the only other mammal I love Jackie...and not in a gay way mind you but...oh snit...I’m gonna go to pieces mammal. I look ok but inside I’m a mess.”

     Jackson pulled Gilly into a snuggle...”Hey? Why not this weekend? Let’s you and me get totally ripped up? Get it all out Gill? Just between you and me ok? What are friends for dude? We’ll talk, you can get out all your hurts and then those rubber pants will go bye bye ok?”

      “I love you Jackie.” Gilly sniffed.

      “Hey...” Jackson replied. “Can’t let my best mammal fall to snit before my wedding can I?”

      Gilly calmed down and resumed polishing the bale in his lap as Ayden Gull came walking up...”Gill? The shop has a trouble call ticket on a power junction station in number one machinery room. I want you to take our new mice, Seaman Pix and Seaman Dix, with you so they get some O.J.T. (On the Job Training) in wiring.”

       Gilly handed Jackson the bale. “I’m on it Ayden.” He said as he went for the ICERM shop to get his tools.

The Executive Office Building
Downtown Zootopia
September 5 2040
9:19am

       Caesar Leo sat silently at his desk reading the multitude of stapled papers spread before him. The only indication that the big white lion was emotionally upset about what he was being shown was his eyes...and his frowning maw....

      He was, without doubt, incredibly pissed...

      Caesar stood up and crumpled a bunch of the papers in his tightening and shaking paw...”I want both your gawd damned resignations? Right gawd damn now!” Leo growled enraged at his Secretary of Defense and the Chief of Intelligence...

    Rheana, the honey badger, replied with supplicant paws before her....”Mister Mayor...?”

   “SILENCE! I’M SPEAKING!” The White Lion roared. It took a few moments for Caesar to calm himself....

    “Who gave you the authority?” Caesar asked. “What right do you think you both had to violate my trust? The trust of the elected members of the city counsel? The trust of our citizens? To violate the laws of our society?! No matter any excuse you could possibly bring forth to justify your actions by any moral standard, patriotic virtue or personal concern? No matter how good all this information might be to us? YOU TWO STILL BROKE THE GAWD DAMNED LAW!”

    Caesar swiped his desk clean of everything not secured to it and pounded his big fist on the top with a steel toothed grinding look on his face....

    “We are trying our damned hearts out not to bring war down upon our citizens and yet here are you two allowing these little “incursions” while we’re trying to show our contriteness, our love of peace and our pleading for understanding. Now my head is splitting....gawd damn you both.”

     Caesar flopped into his chair and sat holding and running his paws through his thick white mane as Bagherra and Rheana sat stone faced in silence...

     “Well?” Caesar asked. “Go ahead. Make your case. And I want the names of those who have joined you in this act of foolishness.”

     Rheana looked at Bagherra before she spoke...”Sir? I know that nothing we can say will ever justify our actions before the law but the amount of intelligence we’ve been able to gather can’t speak more clearly nor with greater emphasis. The Kzinti are preparing for war. Look at the information just on the Island of Roya alone Sir....please?”

     “They’re not building a vacation spot.” Bagherra added. “And the continued harassment of the Outbacks? Demonstrations of what’s described as an amphibious fleet? The information we’ve gathered on some of their ships? Sir? They have a warship that makes our Destroyers look like children’s bathtub toys. One salvo alone could blow one of our ships away. They could clean the seas of our fleet and shell us into downtown with impunity.”

      Caesar rubbed his eyes....”So what am I to do with all this information? Go to the counsel and scream for war? Call up a draft? Put panic into the hearts of our citizens? Forgo all hope of peace and call for a preemptive assault?”

     “We can only give you the information Sir.” Bagherra said. “You must make the choices based on the evidence and conclusions.”

      “So I am.” Caesar snarled. “I am acting as the law orders me to act as both the Mayor and the Commander in Chief. You two have violated the law, placed all our citizens in danger and taken risks which could bring war down on our heads on your own actions and thoughts so I want both your Gawd damned resignations and I want the names of the stupid bastards who joined you in this crazy endeavor. The news will simply state that you both chose this time to go on with your lives. Nothing will be spoken of this and you will not leak nor speak of it because if you do? I don’t believe I need to explain the results?”

       Caesar began to walk out of his office when Bagherra cut him off....”That’s it?! All this effort and information and you’re just going to walk away from it and put your stupid horse blinders on Caesar? I guess you’ll dismiss me as your friend too? I just went “poof” and you never met me?”

      Caesar turned and Bagherra slapped a paw on his shoulder! “GAWD DAMN YOU CAESAR! DON’T YOU FLUCKEN DISRESPECT ME?!”

      The White Lion snap turned and bore his teeth...
 
     “Go ahead?” Bagherra said as he extended his paws to his sides. “Rip my throat out Caesar? But don’t just throw an old friend in the trash? Don’t play yourself as being stupid? Law or no law? Your wife and your own cubs are in the gun sights like everyone else. If the Kzinti are building a rocket base on Roya and it becomes operational? We’ll have less than five minutes to bend over and lick our tail holes clean before they blow us all to hell! Don’t dismiss all the work we’ve done for the sake of legality damn it!?”

      Caesar looked away and simply pointed to the door...”Get out of my sight Bagherra. I want you and Rheana gone from your offices by noon or I will have both of you arrested.“

      Bagherra shook his head...” I will always respect your desire for peace Caesar but there comes a time when there’s no more living under puffy clouds, unicorns and flower beds. You don’t have to declare war but we need to be ready in case the Kzinti jump because I’m telling you they are primed and loaded. At the least? Put the military on a war order, increase our naval patrols and speed up the deployments to the Outbacks. Don’t leave us to be slaughtered on the first shot??”

       Leo turned but his face was that of a determined lion. “I told you....get out of my sight.”

Winnie’s Bridal Shop
Downtown Zootopia
September 5 2040
10am

      Darla stood on the small platform with her paws together on her breasts as the yellow bear who owned the bridal shop made adjustments to the frosty light blue wedding gown the female otter had to try on...

     “And there?” Winnie said as he worked. “And....there? And......there!” Winnie said as he looked at his assistant. “Well Piglet?”

     Piglet walked around Darla doing some of his own adjustments to the train...”I believe this is very fitting. What does the future mother in law think? Piglet asked Judy.

    “I think she looks adorable.” Judy said with a smile. “Do you like it Darla?”

    Darla looked down at her dress...”It’s a little pricy?”

    “I don’t think my Son will care about the money.” Judy replied. “So what do you think about having the wedding at my family’s farm?”

     Darla smiled...”I love it. Especially the bed and breakfast your brother Carl owns? Judy, you don’t have to go all out? Jackson and I were thinking of a simple wedding not a coronation.”

     “You are marrying my Son and joining our family and rabbits love huge parties. Don’t chop your happiness short Darla? I have a feeling your mother will show up and she’ll probably drag your father huffing and complaining but the family will wine and dine and spoil his complaining right out of his butt! I promise you that.” Judy said confidently.

      Darla sagged before her. “Oh Judy....I can’t keep this up...I mean....you are so nice to do so much but I can’t let you.” Darla scratched her head....”Judy? I’ve been lying to you and Nick this whole time. “sigh”....My mother and father....they.....they decided to give their approval a few weeks ago. I....I got them to help me in a scheme to make Jackson buy my wedding gown.”

       Judy crossed her arms and smirked...”You two are so typical. Jackie had a thought you were going to “back door” him on the gown. You two and your crazy little games against each other.”

      Darla gasped. “Judy? I am so....so sorry. I know it violates every tradition and it is so “bad Ju Ju” for the groom to buy the wedding dress and....”

    “Enough you crazy in love, cute as a button, oily river snake.” Judy said waving a paw. “Say no more? I’ll foot the bill for the gown. I’ll just do some back door talking to get the money from Jackson’s bank account put back into my own....which will probably end up in Gideon Gray’s paws since he’s catering the whole thing.”

     Darla sighed...”Judy? You don’t have to do this?”

      “Happiness has no limit with me.” Judy said as she waved a paw. “As long as you’re happy and my son is happy? Screw money. But I will say that you....little sweet thing....are as good as my husband. Makes me think he’s cheating on me with you.”

     “Not a chance.” Darla replied. “Oh? And by the way? What are we going to do with a net hammock in an apartment?”

      Judy snickered as she smiled. “Were you expecting your honeymoon to be boring?” 

      Darla caught the purpose....”You are so in the gutter.”

     “How do you think I’ve stayed married to Nick for so long?” Judy giggled. “Of course? You and Jackson trying to play “Prey and Predator” well? That would look weird.”

     “Not if we cos-played it?” Darla replied as she turned back to Winnie. “I hope we’re not offending you sir?”

     “Not at all.” Winnie replied. “I don’t think I’ve had a future bride in here yet who hasn’t described how their honeymoon will go. Then again? That’s why we ask for the donation of a pot of Bunny borough Honey so we “maintain the privacy” so too speak? Of course? Piglet doesn’t stick around when the girls start “streaming” their intentions. So? I take it you are pleased with the dress?”

     “Very much thank you.” Darla replied.

Nick and Judy’s House
Downtown Zootopia
September 5 2040
10am

       Nick led the two adult bears and their two cubs through the house...”Trust me when I say that this neighborhood is very comfortable? Not much noise, very nice neighbors, schools are all in walking distance and.....big plus....a low risk of sudden herd stampedes, traffic snarls and very little light pollution. What exactly is your line of work my good bruin?”

     “Carpentry.” Mister Bearenstain replied. “I’m starting work with the Beverdams Contracting Services next week.”

       Nick turned around as he walked and showed off the house. “Well let me tell you Sir and Madam, your wife is simply the picture of a very wonderful Ursine maiden might I say?, this house has been well taken care of. All the upgrades and additions were done over the past five years including WIFI , USB and Cable connections in every bedroom.”

      The young male bear cub ran around Nick and jumped into Jackson’s old room. “Hey Paw! I’m claiming this room!”

      “No you’re not!” The female cub yelped. “You don’t need a room this big brother? Way too much temptation for you to turn it into a junk yard.”

     “Says you?!” The male cub yelped back. “You’ll do what you always do, turn yours into a huge pink nightmare.”

      The mother bear walked in and stood over her children...”The only one who says which rooms is who’s is me. Who’s room was this by the way Mister Wilde?”

      Nick smiled. “My Jackson.” He turned to Father Bear. “My son’s in the Navy now. Even talking about getting married. Take my advice Sir? Don’t miss a minute with your cubs, you’ll regret every one you lost, trust me.” Nick drooped his ears and put on his water works.

     “Must make you a proud parent I take it?” Father Bear said.

     “Do I make it too obvious?” Nick replied.

      “Oh Father?” Mother Bear said. “Come over here and see this room?”

      Father Bear and Nick walked into Judy’s study where Mother Bear stood waving a paw finger around...”This is perfect for my sewing room. The sun comes right through the windows and there’s an electrical outlet on every wall.”

      Nick elbowed Father bear...”Let’s you and I go down to the basement? I think you’re going to love what you see?”

      Father Bear followed Nick. “How much is the house worth?”

      “Seventy thousand Zoo bucks.” Nick replied. “On a flat 30-year? You’re looking at around 300 dollars a month in payments. Add to that water, electrical, septic and heating....notice there’s two fire places and box heaters in all the bedrooms, the bathrooms, the living rooms and the basement and you might top out spending around a thousand a month. Break that down to each week around 350 Zoo bucks? I’d say.....tops at 450.”

        Father Bear scratched his head. “How can the house be this inexpensive? There’s nothing wrong with it right?”

        Nick gestured around the basement as they cleared the stairs...”Does this look like anything’s wrong?” Nick said as he walked and pointed...”The foundation is almost flawless. The house is anchored to it with shock mounts...my wife’s idea, can’t be too careful with Earthquakes right? And look at the size and open space alone? If you have a ton of tools my friend? This? For you my fine Bear will be a back scratch bonanza of fun. And how do you think my wife and I can let it go for just seventy thousand? Just ask yourself? Does a fox and a sweet wonderful female rabbit really need a house this big? No...we just planned and saved so we could have our dream retirement home and not wish for anything more. We’re not greedy, the house has served it’s purpose. We can more than afford just to give it away to make others happy.”

       Nick walked with Father Bear back up the stairs. “Now don’t decide right away Sir? Take a few days, talk it over with the wife and cubs and don’t be pressured. I don’t have any other offers at the moment to entertain so please....take as much time to decide as you’d like?”

      Nick escorted the bear family to their car and waved goodbye as they drove down the street...

      “Ah Nick? You may be a little gimp’d but you still have the tongue.” Nick said to himself quite pleased.

The Palm Tower Hotel
Sahara Square
September 5 2040
10am

      As always....Alvin was the last to wake up and as always...he “missed the show” even though by the way Simon and Theodore were sitting on the couch together in their swim trunks that something had happened and concluded right as Alvin rounded the corner into the living room.

      “Morning Super Dupes!” Alvin yelped as he walked to the kitchen space to get some cereal. “So what’s on the agenda today?”

       “Going shopping.” Simon said as he sat up adjusting his glasses. “We”....Theodore and I.... just got back from a morning swim.”

       “Yeah!” Theodore replied smiling. “Lapping back strokes”

       “Hmph.” Alvin replied. “Simon using you as a floaty again huh Theodore?”

      The youngest Chipmunk smirked. “This coming from one who needs arm balloons just to finish one lap.”

      “Ok you two.” Simon chirped. “No need to start a fight this morning. Don’t have time to “ref” it.”

       “So?” Alvin asked as he scooped his cereal into his mouth and talked while he chewed. “Where are we going for shopping?”

      “We” Simon gestured to himself and Theodore. “Are going to Savanna Central while “you” get your required home school work done that “you” should have finished last week there Mister Delinquent.”

       Alvin frowned. “That stuff is so stupid and easy? I can have it done in five minutes.”

       Simon got up, walked over to where Alvin’s book bag was sitting in a corner, snatched Alvin by his arm and sat him down at the kitchen table...”Ok Einshrew? Five minutes. Do it!”

      “Don’t we always go together Simon?” Alvin chirped.

      “I’d like some one on one brother time with Theodore for once. The Spirit of Copernichucks knows you get more than enough face time with me alone. Theodore deserves my equal attention, “you” need to finish your school work on time.”

      Simon stood tapping his foot before a frustrated Alvin. “Well? Five minutes there genius? Where’s my paper?”

      Alvin snorted....”Oh kay! I’ll finish it and let you have your precious “me time” with Theodore.”

      Theodore stomped up to the table. “Why do you have to act like a stubborn brat Alvin?! Simon’s only looking out for you and you show no gratitude what-so-ever! You’re sitting there all upset and you can only blame yourself!”

     “Get off my case Theodore?” Alvin yelped back. 

     Simon petted Theodore on the head. “Why don’t you go to your room and get dressed Theodore? I have to talk to Alvin alone.”

     “Good.” Theodore huffed, “Maybe while you’re at it? You can get the Chestnut that’s blocking his butt out of him?”

      Alvin almost snapped but Simon blocked him with a nose to nose stare! He waited till Theodore was in his room....

      “Now?” Simon growled. “Stand up and take off your PJ bottoms Alvin?”

      “Why?” Alvin asked.

       “You don’t have the right to question.” Simon snapped back. “Take....them.....off.”

       Alvin dropped his bottoms and sure enough...he was still wearing the two tone pink and red “Chip-o-Roos” with Simon’s image printed over them...

       “Give them to me? Right.....now.....Alvin?!” Simon demanded. “I told you to throw them in the trash? Now give them to me.”

       Alvin timidly took off the “roos” and passed them to Simon....who promptly shredded them to pieces with his paw claws!

       “Alvin?” Simon snorted. “Are you “trying” to ruin us? Are you “trying” to trash everything we’re doing? Everything we’ve worked so hard as a family to gain? We just got by with a butt shave with you getting caught wearing those by Brittany! We’re lucky your butt isn’t plastered all over Time and “Mammal” weekly!”

       “I was just....” Alvin tried to explain.

       “I “don’t want you to “just” anything.....Alvin. I want you to “think” as in....use this up heeeeere....” Simon yelped as he poked Alvin on the head. “What ever we do? It stays private between “us” Alvin and that includes what’s under your sweater? You think you can do what you want and no one else will get hurt from your antics well today you can just sit there with your beak stuck to that book and hopefully you being left out of fun things might restore a little wisdom to your skatter brained head.”

       Theodore came out of his bedroom....”Ta Dah! Ready to go!”

       Alvin looked as if he’d been butt blistered hard...”When will you guys come back?”

       “When Theodore decides.” Simon replied. “This is “his” day with me, you just worry about not being failed on these assignments.”

       Theodore felt a tinge of sadness for his middle brother even though Alvin could be quite a pain in the butt....”Alvin?” Theodore said as he gestured.

       “Just go and have fun Theodore?” Alvin replied. “The longer you guys stay? The worse I’ll feel so just go.”

       As they walked together, Theodore played with his lips...”Simon? Maybe this is to harsh a thing?”

      “You wanted me for a day Theodore? I mean...not the whole day but still? Relax ok? Alvin will be alright. I had to do that for his own good and ours.” Simon said as he and Theodore entered the elevator.

       Slowly....Theodore reached for and clasped Simon’s paw as they dropped down to the first floor...”Let me spoil you Simon, please? I have five hundred Zoo bucks? Let me give you a pampering you deserve?”

      Simon looked down and kissed Theodore on his head...”If that’s what you want little brother then you can have it.”

The Destroyer Growler
Sandy Point Naval Station
September 5 2040
10am

Number 1 Machinery Room Power Management station
3-102-3-E (3rd Deck, frame 120, 3rd space right of the ship’s keel, Engineering related space)

     Gilly opened the cover plate to the power junction box and set Pix and Dix on the swing-down cover. “Now let me check to make sure this is tagged out right guys before we start.” Gilly said as he touched his check probes to the various connections and fuses and watched his meter for indications. Meanwhile Pix was dawning the specially made rubber suit required of all rodents when they went deep into the electrical servicing stations...

    “Let me tie the rope to you Pixy.” Dix said as he looped a piece of rope, actually more like white kite string, around Pixy’s waist.

     “What exactly is the “gripe” (gripe=problem) with this box?” Pixy asked Gilly.

     “The two phase power generator in MMR 1 is having intermittent sputter. Like the power regulator up here might be close to or has burned out.” Gilly said as he adjusted his microphone head set and tested it with Pixy...”Am I clear? Not too loud am I?”

     “Just fine.” Pixy replied as he stepped onto the schematic Gilly had laid out on the drop panel. “So if it’s the regulator section? We should start with the chips on the mother boards for the computer sequencing unit right?”

     “Yes.” Gilly replied as he opened a manual. “I’ll go through the breaker and fuse board on the side of the box here and see if they’re tripping.”

      Gilly went to the side of the station and removed the cover panel to the fuse and buss bar station to begin his voltage checks when someone pushed him from behind and pushed him hard that he almost hit his face into the fuse board!

       “Huh?! What?!” Gilly yelped as he shook his head and backed up to see another rabbit slowly walking away...”Hey?! What’s up shipmate? Did you just push me? Was I in your way?” Gilly asked....
 
       The other rabbit threw him a middle paw finger and sneered at him...”What? What did I do?!” Gilly asked but the other rabbit kept on walking and flipped him off again!

      “Oh what the fluck is this guy’s problem?!” Gilly snapped as he threw his rubber gloves off, took off his rubber apron and threw his rubber goggles aside as he started walking after the angry looking rabbit. “Hey?! Hey stop! Stop!” Gilly yelled as he followed the other rabbit down the passageway.

        Pixy heard the commotion and came running out of the power station. “What gives Dixy?”

        “Dunno?” Dixy replied. “Some Squid Bunny just came by and pushed Gilly into the power box for no reason then he gave Gilly the damn flying finger!”

        Pixy stood looking far down the passageway as an upset Gilly went around a corner. “Dix? You better call the shop or the Master at Arms. I think that rabbit’s spoiling for a fight.”

         Meanwhile....Gilly was getting more angry. he called out to another rabbit coming down the opposite end of the passage.”Hey! Stop that Sailor! He just assaulted me!” Gilly yelped.

        The other rabbit snatched the offender by his shirt. “Hold it right there!” The rabbit snorted as he held on...”Step into this compartment shipmate?” He said as he pulled the offender with him while Gilly followed behind...

       “Now why did you push me into that power station?” Gilly asked the offender bunny. It was then....that the compartment hatch slammed shut behind him with a noticeable thump of force.

         Gilly watched as the rabbit he’d asked to grab the one who assaulted him....let that bunny go free...”Well what do we have here?” The rabbit said with a sneer. “It’s Peter Cotton Stuffy Tail....a faggot’s on our bunny trail.”

         Gilly snapped his head around. What had been three rabbits in the compartment was now clearly more as they stepped out from behind tool boxes, hanging tie down chains and stacks of parts boxes...

       “What do you guys want?” Gilly asked.

       Gilly recognized one of the rabbits. It was the one who nailed him, Albert and Myler after he’d flown stupidity down the safety rails of a ladder months earlier. “We know what we “don’t want” here...Mister “Peter Puffer Tunnel Tail” That rabbit said as he walked up and got in Gilly’s face. “Always wondered why you stank of wolf?”

      The ladder rabbit held up a picture of Gilly kissing Will in the mall photo booth! The picture must have been thrown from his pocket when he got side boned by the moron! Now that rabbit was walking around Gilly with a a hate filled smirk on his face. “One thing to have a disgusting buck toothed, long eared faggot, Peter Puffer Tail on our boat. But to have a “doggy style bitch bunny with a dick? Oh hell no....”

      Another rabbit stood snarling. “I think you need to reconsider your life there “Peter”. You’re a blight on our species. Frith created “mates” not “butt pirates.” or “Dog dick chasers”. You can’t get broods and prolong our species from a “dog log rider”

      Gilly went for the compartment door but a bigger rabbit threw him back onto the deck! “Where do you think you’re going there “Pinky the Marsh mellow Bunny?! School’s in session and you’re not dismissed!”

      The ladder rabbit wound up a foot....and kicked it hard into Gilly’s mouth! “There’s only one place for a “Petter Puffer Tail” the bunny snarled as he got a hand full of head tuft and jerked Gilly’s head so he’d look at him. “The Prince of Rabbits knew what to do with pieces of homosexual rat turd like you....fag rat!”

      Ladder bunny threw Gilly into the arms of two other rabbits...and then another big and buffed up bunny....began punching Gilly in his face and kicked him in his privates enough to double him over and almost make him pass out!

      The sound of a switch blade popping open made Gilly scream but a dirty, oil soaked rag shoved into his maw stopped him quick!

      “Hey boys?” Ladder rabbit snarled. “Do cotton tailed faggots need a cotton tail?”

      Another rabbit snatched a broom and waved it in Gilly’s face! “I think we should see just how loose this faggot is.”
  
 That’s when the compartment door the little gang of thug rabbits “thought” was secure....flew open to show a group of pissed off foxes beyond it!

     They were from what you’d call...”D Gang” or the deck department. Boatswain foxes who handled mourning lines or the boat davits, or did all duties like Masters at Arms or structure maintenance...

      The leader of this group was BM1 McGurn, a stocky silver haired Dutch Dane Fox known not so much for his very thick and long tail...but for his extra large paws. McGurn looked at the scene and simply boomed out...”Mind telling me what you sailors are doing with the one you seem to have your big claud hopper feet stomping over?”

      Now....you would think that rabbits would be somewhat smart, especially facing a senior “Deck Fox” big enough to feed them their bunny nuts for breakfast.....just by himself! But BMI McGurn brought with him a good number of foxes. And it should be obvious why these foxes were getting involved. This was two plus two in the school of bunny butt kicking. It was up to the rabbits beating poor Gilly...if they wanted class in session.

     Apparently.....they did. One of the Bunnies decided to ring the bell. “This is a rabbit matter BM1 and you’re not involved in it! So turn around and kindly fluck off!” This one Bunny from the kitchen scullery snorted. The mouthy moron sent rabbits quickly pawing around for weapons to defend themselves.

      The big burley fox petty officer smirked and cracked his paw finger knuckles. “Well you stupid cotton tailed rats are in a “D Gang” space. If you don’t let go of that rabbit you’re beating up in....

      “Seaman Boastwain Devale, an English Red fox, didn’t wait He snatched a bunny close to him who was trying to snatch up a “Marlin spike”, socked him hard in the face and the fight was on! In the midst of the crowded slug fest...Jackson ran in, snatched Gilly up by an arm and drag pulled him out and clear to another compartment just as a gang of Masters at Arms came flying down the passage way and charged into the rumble!

       Gilly was terrified, shivering like mad and crying as Jackson held him in a death hug...”Shhhh....I’m here Gill! I’m right here! Pix and Dix called the shop, I said I’d have your back. shhhhhh.....shhhhhh......” Jackson said as he rubbed Gilly’s cheeks....”I’m right here. You’re safe now.....you’re safe now. Are you hurt? Are you in pain anywhere?”

       “Mmm.....na.......no......no I don’t think......” Gilly sobbed into Jackson’s chest as a fox from “D Gang” poked his head through the door...

        “Is he alright?” The fox asked.

        Jackson gave him a paw thumb back...”We need to take him to medical. Did anyone tell the Master Chief or the X.O. or the Captain?”

        “BM1 went to get the Master Chief.” The fox replied. “We got all those dirt bags on their stomachs in that compartment in cuffs. You sure he’s alright?”

       Jackson nodded. “He’s shaking like crazy. I have to make a phone call.”

      Gilly suddenly gripped Jackson’s shirt...”No! No, no, no, no Jackie...don’t call Will?! Please?! He’ll lose his flucken mind! He’ll come down to the base with blood in his eyes! Don’t call him please?!”

       “Gill?” Jackson replied. “He’s certainly not going to miss your bruised face or that big black puffy eye! He needs to know you’re all right!”

       “DON’T CALL HIM! PLEASE!” Gilly snapped back. Please don’t call him Jackie? Please!” The terrified rabbit begged as he sobbed and shook.

       Jackson sighed as he rubbed his paw over Gilly’s head...”Alright...alright....I won’t call him ok? But we need to get you to the Doc to make sure you’re alright.”

Downtown Zootopia
September 5 2040
10:47am

       As they walked around to find a place to each lunch, Darla felt her phone buzz in her pocket and she stopped to look at the text....

       “Dar...Gilly’s been assaulted on the boat. We’re in medical right now. Do NOT tell my parents! Don’t tell anyone! I might be home late. If by chance Will Gray calls? Tell him Gill is working late with me. Will explain when I get home.”

       Darla side looked at Judy and gritted her teeth before she spoke. “Just Jackie telling me they’re working late.”

      Judy nodded back. “I’m so glad you two keep in touch like this. I can’t wait to see how he reacts when he sees that dress.”

      “Thank you for understanding and not blowing a gasket over all the deception.” Darla said. “I’ll tell Jackson tonight when he gets home.”

      “No you won’t.” Judy replied waving a paw finger. “You keep up this little contest of yours and let Jackie try to figure it out. He loved mental games as a kitten, I’d give him one of those puzzle toys as a present and he’d stay occupied for days figuring it out. Made cleaning the house and doing police work much easier. I think it helped him breeze through school a lot actually. As a kitten? He was going a thousand miles an hour the minute his feet touched the floor. Sometimes he made me so dizzy.”

       Darla smiled. “What about him being a hybrid? Was that a big problem when he was in school? I remember Gilly jumped his case early in boot camp because of the “purity” thing.”

      “Oh yeah.” Judy replied. “He got the usual creep cub or two with a chip on their shoulder. Did he ever tell you about Yukie?”

       “That huge wolf friend of his?” Darla asked.

       “Would you believe Jackie got into two big fights with him?” Judy said as she and Darla entered a small Bistro. “He won him over with a box of strawberries and whip cream. The first time I saw how big that wolf/dog was? I almost pissed myself. I had to tackle Nick when he wanted to beat the snot out of him.”

       “He has a way of making friends out of anyone.” Darla said as she looked at the menu on a wall. “I mean he has all the foxes aboard our ship eating out of his paws.”

       “Well...” Judy replied. “He was taught to always see “a need” or “a want” in anyone he met and if there was one? He should try to fill it. Foxes always pine over their tails and as I understand it? The foxes on the Navy ships suffer from not being able to keep their tails up to snuff so Jackie just filled their need.” Judy waved to a waiter and after they ordered...She and Darla kept talking...

      “Tell me?” Judy asked. “Will you both try to have children?”

      Darla smiled...”Well? I know like you and Nick, me and Jackie are two different species and that the chances of us having children are quite low. But we are going to try as soon as we’re married. I know I can carry from him if I conceive.”

      Judy rubbed a paw...”Darla? You realize....you both need to understand that the chances of miscarry and deformity are pretty high in hybrids. Me and Nick just got fortunate. You’ll be under a huge amount of stress and....the results if they’re bad? Will be very devastating.”

      “Judy?” Darla replied. “I didn’t defy my father and go against all tradition for nothing. If we’re not meant to have cubs, kittens or the like then there’s always adoption. But I know you and Nick must long for a natural grandchild from us. The risk is worth taking I think. I know what Jackie thinks. Especially when it comes to his father.”

     Judy sighed...”Nick is wearing leg support braces now full time. Don’t tell Jackson that just yet? Let Nick tell him. Just another thing to cope with towards the eventuality. We....we don’t want Jackson ruining his career worrying about Nick.”

     Darla nodded...”I think Jackie’s already accepted things as they go...cept you two taking your time moving? He’s always saying how worried he is about how slow you two are going. He wants you out of the city. I guess he sees what most of us on the ship are thinking but not expressing too loudly.”

     Judy nodded. “Trust me? I’ve been “in the know” for a long time. I think we’re all living in an age of false euphoria.”

     “But you’re still excited about tomorrow aren’t you?” Darla asked. “The whole city is coming to cheer you and all you’ve worked so hard for. Certainly you can’t let them all down by being all sullen?”

      Judy sipped her carrot drink. “I was thinking tomorrow would have been more small, short and simple. Looking back? I didn’t finish everything I set out too do and compared to a lot of other officers on the force? My achievements don’t rank above them. The common beat officer deserves a big parade every day. I just feel tomorrow might be a little over glowing.”

     “That’s a shock coming from the first rabbit to be a police officer. The first rabbit to be Chief of Police. Crimes rates went down under you. Little Rodentia got its’ own police force under you. You and Nick busted some of the most abusive and brutal vixen slavery gangs. You took down Whitey Badger? Judy? You deserve tomorrow! Let the city love on you and don’t go running for the warren hole because you’re so.....bashful.” Darla said as she played with her kelp and muscle salad.

     “But you know well enough Darla? I’m going to be an emotional blob of jelly, especially if they let Nick talk? He has a way with words that just break my heart you know? Oh talk about a trip down memory lane? The night Nick got out of the hospital after that terrifying cardiac episode?....

Flashback

      The almost tragic episode occurred as Nick and Judy were working the night patrol shift out of First Prinky (Precinct One, City Center) where all officers are required to take a hour long nap to keep them fresh. Sometime during one of these naps...Nick went into a cardiac episode and Judy almost lost him. It was the quick CPR work of the late tiger officer Vince Delgato that brought Nick back after his heart had been stopped for nearly twenty minutes. Judy was an emotional wreck and she and Nick, while living together in a small apartment, were not yet married and were yet to conceive their son.

      Nick sat up in bed in his BVD’s reading a book on his smart phone, the incident...like many other things....quickly faded from the fox’s concerns. But it didn’t from Judy’s heart...

      Nick heard her sobbing and turned his head to see Judy standing naked in the door way...

      “Carrots?” Nick asked as he turned to sit on the edge of the bed. “Carrots? What’s wrong?”

     “Nick?” Judy replied. “I want you to have me.” She said softly. “I want you to do anything you want to me....please? I want to feel you inside me right now. Please Nick?”

     “Uh? Fluff?” Nick replied as he held his paws up. “Now obviously you’re a little traumatized and emotionally upset about what happened but trust me? I’m fine.”

     “But I’m not fine!” Judy replied. “I almost lost you Nick! And.....and I’ve never told you just how much.....how much you’ve always meant to me...I love you!....” Judy cried as she held her paws out. “I love you....and.....and I want to give myself to you...please?”

     Nick calmly pulled his BVD’s off...”Carrots? I am not going to treat you like a street whore. You’re very upset and I can only imagine how...what happened tonight? tore your heart up. I’d say a little therapy of warm kindness is needed here.”

    “I need you!” Judy snapped out emotionally. “I need you to make love to me! I couldn’t live if you had died...please Nick? Take me to do what ever you want....please?”

    “Shhhhh....” Nick said quietly as he put a paw finger to Judy’s mouth. “That’s enough carrots. I refuse to treat you with such disrespect you wonderful and loving bunny.”

    Nick laid himself out on the bed...”Come here Carrots?” He asked as he reached for the tip of his tail and pulled it up between his legs and over his chest. Judy moved to climb onto the bed sob on her knees before him....

     “I never introduced you to my other love, have I Carrots.” Nick said as he softly stroked his tail. “This beautiful fluff of tail is my darling Shantelle. It’s said that a fox’s tail can be very soothing...why don’t you try this out? Give Shantelle a nice warm snuggle...”

      Judy sobbed....”Don’t you find me attractive?”

      Nick reached out and wiped the tears from Judy’s eyes. “I find you so wonderful that taking your virginity by being a wild animal? Is disrespectful to you even if you offer yourself. I will not do such a thing to such a beauty who is so gifted in love, care and concern for others. Judy? I said once that you’d never be a real cop....I was so stupid. You are more than a real cop. You’re an awesome bunny, a caring bunny and the selfless most beautiful bunny old Frith could have ever given the world. That’s what I truly think of you. Now? Give Shantelle a nice hug. We have the next three days off. That’s plenty of time to give you the love you really deserve from me but for right now? Here’s my tail to snuggle you silly bunny.”

      Judy wrapped herself around the bright bushy tail and gave it a deep smell before she looked at Nick...”Holyander?” She asked.

      “Wow! I wonder how Judy’s favorite flower scent got into my tail? Oh such wondrous things to come along when they’re sorely needed huh Fluff?” Nick said as he slowly rubbed Judy’s head and saw her looking back at him with a smile of radiant joy. “Fluff? I’m going to be around with you for a long, long time. I hope you didn’t think I was going to give things up that easy. Now? Doesn’t my tail feel nice? Warm and soothing?”

      Judy replied as she snuggled her cheek against Nick’s tail. “It’s.....no “she” is delightful.”

      Nick gently kissed Judy’s head as he covered her in a bed sheet.

Downtown Zootopia
September 5 2040
11:15am

 Oh....he’s so.....awesome! “Darla replied. “I mean the way he spoke to you and acted like you described? So much of it has rubbed off on Jackie. You have been so lucky Judy.”

      “Well? He’s a fox.” Judy said smiling. “A very special fox. And don’t get me wrong Darla, I will probably enjoy tomorrow even though I’ll more than likely trip over my own two feet, fall off the dumb stage at the park and break a leg because my tongue’s hanging down my throat.”

       “I think you will do very well tomorrow.” Darla said. “I’m sure Nick will do something silly if you start having pouting fits.”

The Mystic Spring Oasis
September 5 2040
Noon

     Simon arched himself against the decorative limestone relief at the edge of the bath tub and felt the small lips and teeth playing gently over one of his nipples as the other paw moved gently and lovingly between his legs...

     The sensations were delightful and amazing, certainly different and more wanted than the brutish “Quickies” his hyperactive middle brother gave him. The words “sympathy screw” attached nicely to Alvin, that’s what Simon thought of “their” little episodes compared to the slow affections Theodore was dishing on him.

     “Are you happy Simon?” Theodore asked as he played with Simon’s lips.

      “I thin that would be my question?” Simon replied. “How are you feeling Theodore?”

       Theodore sighed as he rubbed a paw on Simon’s cheek...”I’m feeling perfectly wonderful right now.”

     Their lips and tongues met in a slow passionate dance, the shorter more “plump” Chipmunk sighing and rubbing his head around the neck and chin of the taler who shuddered and felt his eye glasses removed...

     “Don’t want those to get broken do we?” Theodore said as he carefully placed the glasses on the nearby vanity table and guided his older brother down onto his back in the shallow filled tub...

    “Am I much better than the moron?” Theodore asked Simon as he lay on his brother’s chest.

    “A very big difference.” Simon snorted as he thought of Alvin. “And you’re right. Alvin doesn’t know anything about affection or love. I’ll be surprised if he ever matures enough to find any sort of companion down the road.” 

     Theodore growled...”The only thing that idiot can do right without making a problem is when he’s asleep. How do you tolerate him and his “get in quick and leave quick.” way of sex? And his smart, know-it-all mouth? Sheesh...I so want to slap his lips off.”

     Simon petted his little brother...”That’s not you and you know it.” Simon said as he tweaked Theodore’s nose. “Trouble maker or not? Alvin is still family and you won’t betray your innocent traits to thrash him. I tolerate him because I have too or we don’t sing and we don’t make money and we don’t eat.”

     Theodore gently slipped himself into his brother...”What do you think the moron is doing right now?” He asked softy as he started to kiss Simon.

     “Hopefully? He’s doing what I told him. But right now? I could care less what he does. Do you?”

     “Hmph.....no. Screw him.” Theodore snorted.

     “No.” Simon replied. “Screw me. Get it right Theodore.”

The Destroyer Growler
Sandy Point Naval Station
September 5 2040
1pm

     “A Ship of the Line in his majesty’s Navy must sail under a set of consistent and unchanging principles. The Captain is not only responsible for discipline in the immediate nature of things, he is also responsible for the future. He must see ahead to the Captains who will stand their post long after he has departed this mortal existence. The priority of every Commander is the integrity of his ship as a fighting unit of the line for now and all time to come and such priority takes precedence over the cares, concerns or whims of any single individual or class of individuals. The integrity of the Ship of the Line must come first.”

British Admiral, Lord Horatio Nelson

         Chief Fireball (Reindeer) The ISERM Division Chief Petty Officer,  Commander Titus Winsor (Hippo) Growler’s Captain, and the old Master Chief (A sheep ram) and Lieutenant Commander Adam Saxe (Black Panther) occupied seats in the medical ward where Gilly lay on a bed holding Jackson’s paw on one side while two big Deck Department foxes sat on the other side with their paws adding moral support to the still shivering rabbit...

        Captain Winsor faced a very difficult decision process...”My first question obviously?” Winsor asked. “Are YOU alright Seaman Gilly despite the obvious?”

         Gilly tightened his grip on Jackson’s paw...”Yes Sir.” He replied sounding nervous. “I’m still upset but I’m....better.”

        Commander Winsor replied. “The offenders are off the ship in the shore brig. All of course will be charged with assault. The issue right now is...”

        Suddenly a rabbit walked into the compartment and up to the group where he stood at attention. “Sir? Radar-Mammal second class Hodkins? I wish to turn myself over to security. I...knew about the plot to hurt Seaman Gilly but I did nothing about it. I’ve come to apologize to Seaman Gilly and accept my responsibility.”

         Winsor looked at Gilly then at Hodkins. “RM2? Write a deposition of what you know and return to your work. What do you say Seaman Gilly?”

          “I have no cause to doubt he’s sincere Sir.” Gilly replied.

         Winsor nodded and sent Hodkins out of the compartment. “This is a very unpleasant situation,” Winsor began. “The ship is now short ten perhaps even more sailors and for sure there will be a formal investigation by fleet command within the near future. My difficult task as Captain of this ship is towards the benefit of this ship and its proper ability to function effectively. This requires a delicate ballance between myself, the crew, Naval regulations and traditions of ethics and moral standards that are inherently inflexible. Am I confusing you Mister Gilly?”

         “You’re going to tell me I’m off the ship Sir.” Gilly replied.

          “No.” Winsor replied back. “I’ve not been given a personal cause by anyone here to have you removed. All I can do is tell you the facts of what “we”, meaning everyone present, have to face and do in order to ensure this ship runs as her purpose intends. Your division Chief and your supervisor speak very well of you and your hard work says a lot. But this incident raises concern for your safety and the maintenance of good order and discipline. There are two choices...let you stay aboard and do our best to accommodate your needs, wants and desires and do our best to maintain an efficient ship or present the option of a permanent shore assignment.”

         One of the foxes near the bed raised his hand. “Respectfully Sir? Why should Gilly be forced to chose any option? He’s the one that got wronged by those...you know....why should he have to shift his career? It won’t be better on a shore assignment now that those....”butt hurt bunnies” probably had enough time to flash text a lot of their pals?”

         Gilly raised a paw. “And Sir? A shore assignment would lock me out of some qualifications I can only get assigned to a ship. Not too mention how someone might react if they were told I got shifted in assignments because.....I’m gay.” Gilly sighed....”Sheesh what a snit storm this is.”

            Lieutenant Commander Saxe growled...”As the disciplinary officer of the ship? I certainly will not condone vigilante, cowboy justice on this ship no matter who does it. If there was even a perception of a risk regarding Sea-mammal Gilly? Myself and the command structure should have been informed of it....Mister Wilde. You have no authority to authorize a protection gang on this ship.”

      “And begging the pardon of the X.O.?” Jackson replied. “What would have been the course of action then? The same as right now.....right? Offer Gilly a shore assignment? And just how could the command be asked to shift resources to look after one bunny twenty-four/seven? Gilly’s the one who chose to hide his affections for a wolf because to be honest? That’s no one’s business! The only reason “they” found out was a lucky find. Gilly still deserves the same opportunities everyone else gets on a sea assignment and not every bunny is going to act the same way as a group of morons who shot themselves in the foot by being stupid.”

        The old Master Chief replied. “Next time? It might not be a group. Next time it might be a knife or some other weapon. It only takes one normal looking rabbit who flips to “irate purity warrior” in a second for something terrible to happen.”

       Jackson huffed back. “So Gilly’s the one who gets punished in the end and every rabbit is now looked on as a “bad bunny” guilty until otherwise. Talk about trashing “good order and discipline.” 

       Gilly looked at Winsor...”Sir? I know my.....my boyfriend and trust me, he’ll raise one heck of a stink in public if he finds out I’ve been moved off the ship. It’s bad enough I’m planning to lie to him if all this hasn’t hit the news yet.” Gilly looked around the compartment. “Has it? Has it hit the news?”

       “Right now? No.” Winsor replied. “But it won’t keep for long since those bunnies were moved to the shore brig (Brig=Navy Jail) and why do you want to lie to him?”

        “To protect him....and the service......and the ship.” Gilly replied. “I don’t want you or anyone to get bad attention from all this crap. Maybe it would be best if I took a shore assignment.”

        “You shouldn’t have too!” Jackson snapped. “Captain? Gilly doesn’t have to make a decision right now does he? I mean? He will have some time to think it over right?”

       “I haven’t given him a deadline.” Winsor replied. “But we need to know at least by the end of a week. In the meantime we’ll enforce training, warn against acts of stupidity and have the local “Bunny-Chaplain” come on board to do some talking.”

        Jackson looked at Gilly, then back to Winsor. “Let me speak to the ship’s rabbits Sir? How many are there? fifty to sixty? Most of them know me and a hybrid bunny’s about as “evil” as a gay bunny right? Ask the foxes, I’m pretty persuasive with the carrot approach.”

       The old Master Chief nodded...”You seem to have a talent for sure. The foxes aboard ship have been pretty “perky” in their behavior since you started grooming their tails and that for us has been a big benefit. Can’t hurt to let him try, Captain.”

       “Alright then.” Windsor replied. “Seaman Gilly? Take all the time you want over the week but you shouldn’t have to lie to your boyfriend. Will you allow me to call him?”

       Gilly looked at Jackson...”Yes sir. I think he would react better right now to you than to me. I don’t even think I could lie to him if I tried anyway. I’ll talk to him and tell you what I want to do in a few days.”

       The gathering broke up, leaving Jackson and Gilly alone...

      “What are you planning to do Jackie?” Gilly asked.

      “I’m going to have a nice one on one conversation with our fellow rabbits, probably piss off a few of them and read them the riot act.” Jackson replied. “And maybe....I dunno.....bring in a guest speaker or two?”

       “Being on shore assignment might be a good thing for everyone.” Gilly said.

        “Being on shore assignment will screw you over.” Jackson replied. “And you’ll be no safer on shore than you are on ship where you can be protected. Just don’t get hot headed the next time some one shoves you, my Dad could tell you that’s one of the oldest hustler tactics in the book.”

        “Maybe that’s what I need is a little “street education” so I’m less of a dumb target.” Gilly replied.

          Jackson smiled at him. “Teacher right here. All you have to do is ask me?”

Autumnpawa Gardens
Rain Forest District
September 5 2040
1pm

      Alex followed Tina deep into the park past all the overhead walkways and hanging bike trails until they had found a rock strewn clearing where they dropped their back packs....

     “Ummm? Here?” Alex asked the female white wolf while scratching his head. “You sure about this?”

     “I never get mammals to pose outside of the school art classes. We’re really deep in the woods here.” Tina said as she pulled out her art case and a large sketch pad. “Relax Alex? There’s no law saying you can’t go feral and naked in the woods.”

      Tina walked around the clearing until she saw a fitting looking rock for Alex to perch on. “This one. I promise no one will see the drawing Alex.” Tina said as she brushed a paw finger on Alex’s nose. “You really are a stunning male wolf, don’t you feel like it?”

      “I always thought I was a nice looking wolf?” Alex replied. “My brother always said I was.” Alex chuckled....”Look at me? Stripping used to not be a problem but...put me in front of a beautiful wolf like you and ugh....”

       Tina waved a paw...”I don’t want to get you so embarrassed that you don’t feel like modeling and I don’t want to get you “excited”. If you’re too embarrassed right now? We can do it when you feel...”

       Alex turned his back to Tina and started to strip off his clothes...”If I get too flustered, I won’t do it at all. I’ll be alright, just keep your ears perked in case someone drops in on us?”

        The young wolf kicked away his BVD’s and tossed his t shirt away, keeping his back to Tina and wagging his tail around...”Am I too sexy for my tail or what?”

        Tina reached into her back pack and started to pull out brushes and combs. “Go feral and let me brush and comb you before we start?” The white female wolf said as she watched Alex go from two legs to four. He walked up to her and rubbed himself around her as he giggled and whined...

       ”How about now? Do I cut a cool canine figure or what?” Alex said as he pranced about.

      “Stop and let me brush you out?” Tina ordered.

       Alex stood still and allowed Tina to slowly brush and comb him out...”You have so much fur on your head tuft!” She said surprised. “I’m going to have to style it out and gel it up.”

       Alex smiled....”How about you get naked and draw me?”

       “How about no?” Tina snorted back. “I want to finish it “today” thank you. I mean...you are such a stunning wolf!”

       “Can’t wait to see me after Marine basic can you?” Alex replied as he sat to let Tina brush his head tuft. “Why don’t you wait till after then? I’ll be all lean and snarly mean? Bet I cut a sweet figure for you then huh?”

         Tina gave Alex a lick kiss...”I want you while you still have some “cubby fat” on you.”

         Alex yelped...”Cubby fat? Do you see any cubby fat on me? You said I was a stunner?!” The young wolf ran to the rock and jumped onto it, cutting a heroic looking pose. “Hmph! Cubby fat....you hurt my feelings.”

        “Well? At least you’re motivated now.” Tina said as she walked up to the rock and gestured to put Alex in a pose...”Mmmm? Hold your tail over your right side...head up....show just a little bit of teeth....poke your breast out...”

         “Am I modeling or doing yoga?” Alex snickered.

         “What about this spiral of light fur on your shoulder? That’s interesting.” Tina asked as she petted the spot.

          “It’s from my Mom’s side of the family.” Alex replied. “Both me and Will have it. My mother says it goes all the way back to the Lupinian Romans but I never paid attention in school to history.”

          Tina stepped back....”You really are stunning. Now hold it till I tell you?”

           “Might as well make that a nick name huh? “Stunner?” Sounds cool.” Alex said as he concentrated on staying still...”So? Are you going to go into something art-centric after High School?” He asked.

            “I’m thinking about graphic arts in college.” Tina replied. “Show me a little more teeth?”

           Alex displayed a snarl....”Like this?”

           “Less smile.” Tina replied. “Think that your defending my honor from a pack of vicious wolves that want to despoil me.”

           “Your a romantic aren’t you?” Alex asked.

          “What?” Tina replied with a shrug. “You never heard of the heroic Versonia defending his mate to the death against the vicious Aranoni wolf pack?”

           “Do I really look like the cub who didn’t cut “Z’s” in mythology class?” Alex snickered back. “Ask my brother? I was unreachable as a cub when it came to boring stuff. The first second he turned his back? I was out the door and gone!”

            Tina worked over the large drawing book. Sketching, laying out angles with a paw and pencil, more sketching with pencils then charcoal tips.....”What are you plans? I mean...do you intend to make the Marines a career like your Uncle?”

            “Depends.” Alex replied. “I want to make it into the Raiders my first four years and then maybe I’ll find a technical skill after that or go to college and become an officer. Guess we’ll see how things go?”

           It felt like an eternity but eventually Tina gestured Alex off the rock...”So? What do you think?”
 
           Alex pointed around the finished drawing...”I really look like that feral?”

           “I told you, you cut a sweet figure?” Tina replied smiling. “I’ll make a copy and frame it for you if you want?”

           Alex gave Tina a soft look back...”Now? Let me draw you....naked.”

           “You can draw?” Tina giggled. “Please tell me it’s at least not stick figures?”

           Alex pulled a pencil from Tina’s art kit and twirled it...”Let’s see if I can surprise you? Bet I’m more stunning than you think?”

ZPD Safe House
Rain Forest District
September 5 2040
1pm

        “What?.....the?......HELL?!” Morty snapped as he stood in the living room yelping at the television. “Gramps?! Kawam-Ura?! You better get in here!”

ZOO Television News conference....

Sheep reporter: Miss Rheana? Why are you and the Defense Secretary resigning?

Rheana: We’ve simply stayed longer than the normal expected length of time for our terms. The Defense Secretary and myself talked of turning things over to younger mammals who will offer the Mayor the energy and fresh perspectives he will need as we are currently in very trying times with the Kzinti.

Wolf reporter: Do you both think this is a good move? Won’t this cause some instability at a time when we need stable uniformity in the government?

Bagherra: Our replacements coming in are both well qualified and very much ready to keep continuity. We both could not stay forever, our tasks are after all very taxing and difficult. We jut chose to continue with our lives but remain at the service of Mayor Leo and the counsel...

       Morty snatched his smart phone...”Oh bull snit.” He snorted. “I may be a pup but I’m not stupid.” Morty punched up Rheana’s number as he watched the news conference end. “Come on Rheana? Pick up please?” Morty waited through several rings before he clicked the phone off. “Damn...she won’t answer.”

      “Of course not.” Ricardo huffed. “If I were her? I’d shut my phone off too. How about “you” respect her privacy Morty? Sheesh, the last thing she needs to hear is a bitchy wolf cub who got up on the wrong side of the bed.”

       Kawam-ura sat scratching his head. “This is most unusual. You hardly ever hear or see a Kzinti in a high position make a public announcement that they are leaving an office of importance unless they’ve disgraced themselves. Certainly we never see two officials leave at the same time?”

       “He gets it Gramps!” Morty yelped as he gestured to Kawam-Ura. “Rheana wouldn’t just up and “retire” without telling anyone, certainly without telling us about it? Something’s seriously screwed up. Where’s that “inquisitor” part of you old wolf?”

        Ricardo replied. “Right now Morty? It’s afternoon and my mind is focused upon this wonderful sniffer glass full of “Chavez-Growler” whiskey while carefully pondering the infinite reaches of the Universal Constant. What Rheana does with her own life is her business, I have way too much more important things to consider....like how to counter Electromagnetic Pulse from mammal generated sources that are reducing male virility....yup, much more important.”

       Morty shook his head.....”What?.....the?.....fluck?!”

      Kawam-ura shrugged. “I have given up my quest to understand your grandfather. For your happiness Morty Wakamoto? I suggest you do the same.”

      “But you just said this is unusual?” Morty said as he gestured towards the television. “Rheana wouldn’t just drop everything and quit, that’s not her. You and I need to go see her Kawam-Ura.”

      “But Morty?” Kawam-Ura replied. “I was strictly told....”

     “To sit on your ass...yeah, yeah....don’t give a flying fluck. Let’s get Carl and go.” Morty snapped as he snatched his coat and threw Kawam-Ura his hoodie.  

Nick and Judy’s house
September 5 2040
2:30pm

     “Ow! ow....ow....ow.....” Nick yelped as he reached upwards for Jag’s big paws as the Tiger gave the exhausted fox a quick little “jolt” of muscular stretch on his right leg....

      “You can’t wear those braces all day you know?” Jag said as he grabbed Nick’s other leg. “You should only wear them for two hours at a time with rest periods between.”

       Nick rolled onto his stomach and gripped the bed sheets as Jag pulled again....”Ouch! “Whine” “Whine”.....”What does the fox say?” Nick said. “He says....”OUCH OH SNIT ME!”

      Jag roughly moved his paws over Nick’s back...”So? Did you make the sale or what?”

      “I think I did.” Nick replied as he cringed. “I like the Bearensteins? They’re a perfect fit for the house. I know I have “the Mister” sold on the basement, his tongue was lapping the floor.”

       Jag picked Nick up and held him under his arm pits. “Then you’ll be moving soon.”

       “You’d think I wouldn’t pay extra gas money to have you come out to the house?” Nick asked as he gripped Jags Jowls and pinched them. “I couldn’t get through the day without some mauling by my most favorite tiger now could I?”

       Jag smiled as he flipped Nick “Butt up” off the floor and began to kneed his body like a piece of string taffy....”This is what I call....fox through the wringer!”

       “Crack!” “Yipe!” “Crack!” “Ouch!” “Crack!” “Sigh......whine, whine.....yip!” Nick sounded and moaned as he felt like he was being squeezed and pulled apart. After a few minutes of pains however....he felt like a blob of bliss...”Ahhhh.....mmmmmm.....Oooooo....that feels nice.” Nick said as jag held him from behind his back upside down while rubbing Nick’s stomach...

       “What.....the heck are you doing to my husband?” Judy’s voice huffed as she walked into the living room with Darla smiling behind her. “Ummmm? Jag?” Judy asked as she pointed.

        Jag realized Nick was...”To relaxed”....and quickly set him down in his easy chair with a blanket thrown over his waist...

        “Hi my loving snuggle snugs.” Nick said as if he were in a pleasant dream. “The two most beautiful female mammals in the world.....sigh....”

         Judy walked up to Jag and pulled out a small roll of Zoo bucks. “Once again you out do yourself Jag. Thank you.” Judy said warmly.

         “Don’t let him wear those braces all day Judy?” Jag replied. “It’s not good for him. I already told Nick about it. Right Nick?”

         Nick “doe looked” back. “Oh yeah....yeah yeah....two hours, rest, two hours and so on.” He said. “Ummm....someone get me some shorts? or pants? or something here?” Nick said as he gestured to his crotch. He then waved to Darla...”Let me see the dress you cute water worm?”

        “No!” Darla replied. “The groom nor his father can look at it before the wedding. You’ll just have to be patient Nick.”

         Judy walked up to Nick and sat on the foot rest of the easy chair....”So? How do you feel? How did it go with the Bearensteins?”

          “I am very positive that they are the ones for our house.” Nick replied. “I expect they’ll call to finalize everything in two or three days.”

          “You still got it when it counts Nick.” Judy said as she peaked under the sheet on his lap. “Still got it in more than a few ways.”

Fleet Marine Vehicle Maintenance Depot
Riverside, Savanna Central
September 5 2040
3pm

        Will got an office room to himself and sat in a chair rubbing his head as Commander Winsor explained what had happened to Gilly....

        “The Sailors who assaulted your boyfriend are off this ship and sitting in the shore brig pending investigation and charges. Seaman Gilly was beaten, he has a black eye but he’s safe in our medical department. I assure you he’s physically sound though obviously this was very traumatic.”

       Will took a deep breath...”How did they know he was gay?”

       “Apparently one of them a few months back got possession of a photo of him and yourself. Right now we can not ascertain how many rabbits have seen the photo or have been told of Seaman Gilly’s life. That extent remains to be seen upon investigation.”

      Will was half pissed and half scared...”How did anyone know they were beating him up?”

      “Very fortunate that Seaman Gilly was working with two new apprentice Mice on a power control station and they called his work center and alerted Petty Officer Wilde. He and some of our deck foxes caught the rabbits in time.”

       Winsor heard Will crying....”Mister Gray? As Commanding Officer of the Growler, I must extend to you my deepest shame and apology over this terrible crime. Rest assured there will be punishments metered out on the individuals responsible for this brutality.”

       “Sir?” Will replied. “I don’t blame you nor the ship. Those who responded to save...my boyfriend...speak enough for yourself and the ship. My Father’s a retired Chief and I have nothing but love for the military despite a few stupid idiots. I’m just happy Gilly wasn’t seriously hurt or worse. Can you tell the two mice that I wish to thank them in person?”

        Winsor replied. “Of course Sir. There is however the matter of the future. Seaman Gilly has the option to move to a shore station and I would not blame you if you wished to push the issue for his safety and your piece of mind.”

         Will replied. “That’s his choice to make. I just hope the Navy will do something to prevent further trouble. A good faith effort will go a long way.”

          Winsor replied. “Petty Officer Jackson will bring Seaman Gilly home as soon as the medical department releases him. Once again Mister Gray...forgive us for this terrible event.”

         Will sat for a moment in silence before he tapped on his smart phone and Jackson answered at the other end...

         “Jackie?” Will asked tearfully. “What could I ever say....”

        “Say nothing.” Jackson replied. “He’s alright Will, that’s the important thing.”

        Will grimaced...”There’s no way I could ever.....I could ever pay you for what you did...”

        “Will?” Jackson replied. “You don’t have to pay me anything. I’ll bring him home, you’ll have a week together and you both can decide what to do. Just be careful going home alright? Don’t drive if you think you’ll be too upset to think, Gill’s not going anywhere soon.”

         Will took a deep breath...”Oh my gawdess Luna Jackson...I was so flucken pissed!”

         “Good thing you kept your head. Gill was betting you’d be running the main gate feral with blood on your teeth. Didn’t need that.” Jackson said. “You just go home, take a long shower and calm down. I’ll bring Gilly when he’s good to go.”

          Will kissed his phone...”Jackson? I flucken love you to death mammal!”

           “I’m already spoken for dude. Don’t get any ideas.” Jackson snickered back. “See you soon.”

End of Chapter 36

Schedule to the end...

Chapter 37: Judy’s Day part 2, The afternoon and the Buckies retirement party.
Chapter 38: Judy’s Day part 3, Jackson describes his mother’s special day.
Chapter 39: Goodbye Gazelle part 1, Gazelle prepares for her final concert
Chapter 40: Goodbye Gazelle the concert.
Chapters 41 and 42: The Zootopia Kzin war begins.