Zootopia      chipmunks     American tail

the crew
“Counter screw da screw”
By Dan

(Teen/cub, violence, snuff, rape, gay relationship, gay sex)

Fievel and Tony Toponi (c) American Tail series by Don Bluth
Alvin and the Chipmunks the 1980‘s cartoon series (c)
Zootopia (c) Walt Disney Productions
Mickey Mouse (c) Walt Disney Productions
Pixy and Dixy Mouse and Jinx the Cat (c) Hanna Barberra productions

Chapter 9

Rodent-Dendrum Bowl 
The Zootopia Grand Park
11:36am July 16

        Alvin looked at his watch then stood in a recess in the outer stadium wall patting his paw worryingly against the stone wall. You’d think something that might become an object of worrisome proportions might get a quicker response than molasses. It wouldn’t be long before Simon got suspicious and went to the ice cream shop across the street that Alvin said he would be sitting there waiting for their lunch orders.

       It took a few minutes before Jackal showed up....”You called Chippy?” He asked snidely.

      “You “can” call me “Alvin”.” Alvin replied annoyed. He then sighed. “I......”we” have a problem. My brother Simon is starting to put two and two together or whatever wizardry of mathematics he uses to think I’m trying to drug him every time you want me to go on your “errands.”

       “Not my problem Alvin.” Jackal snorted. “He’s “your” brother, “You” take care of him.”

       “But I can’t keep lying to him forever!” Alvin snapped. “He’s going to get wise and when he does? He’ll run to the police! And I know what you jerks will do then!”

      “Will you keep your squeaky voice down?!” Jackal snapped back! “Unfortunately Alvin? You’re right. That’s exactly how the boss would handle it.”

      Alvin flopped to the ground. “I can’t keep doing this! I can’t! I don’t care how much money you want! I’ll pay you millions! I’ll do whatever you want! Just stop torturing me! Stop putting my family through hell!”

      “It’s the nature of business Alvin.” Jackal replied as he folded his arms. “I can no more tell my boss different. Do you think I enjoy this? I love your music! You guys are wonderful Chipmunks! But damn it...this is the way things are! It would only take a paw finger snap and I’ll have a pellet through my head! And the boss will then kill you, Simon and Theodore! There’s no other way out of this!”

      Jackal turned his back on Alvin...”Sigh...the best bet to keep Simon’s mouth shut is to pump him with Bambi. He’ll forget everything from the previous day....it’ll wipe out all suspicions. There are.....of course....some wicked side effects.”

      “No!” Alvin jumped up and grabbed Jackal’s arm. “No!”

     “Then what the fluck do you want to do Alvin?!” Jackal snapped.

    Alvin sagged and shook his head....”Then....then I have to cook something up to throw him off...sigh....I’ll.....I’ll.......I’ll sleep with you.”

    Jackal snorted...”You what the hell?”

    “I’ll sleep with you.” Alvin said. “I’ll cook up a story that I was hiding our relationship from my brothers and that......that I drugged them so I could slip out....so I could......I could be with you.”

     Jackal smirked. “I didn’t signal I was that desperate? And to be honest? That’s a crazy idea.”

    “I’m a wise and crafty little munk as well as a little crazy.” Alvin replied shrugging. “It’ll work if you play along with it?”

     Jackal got snoot to snoot with Alvin. “It’s for real......right? You’ll actually sleep with me?”

     “As repulsive as the idea is? Don’t take me to be a willing and loving lump of flesh.” Alvin said with a snort. “I still hate you.”

 Little Rodentia suburb of Asgreen
554 Camp Street, Apartment 16
12:45pm
July 16

        Jimmy cop’d an excuse to his teacher for an early release from school so he and his “crew” under-boss Enzi could meet with Tony and Fievel...

        “So the cops wasted no time going after your school records huh? I thought they’d be prompt.” Tony said as he sat on his couch nibbling on cheese blocks. “Dig in boys? Don’t wait for me to say ok.”

       “Thank’s Boss.” Jimmy replied as he grabbed a block for himself. “Yeah...that’s what my “Teech” told me. But we’re not here to tell you about that specifically. Enzi told me we have a problem with one of our small fry dealers.” Jimmy motioned to Enzi...

       “He’s skimmin the top Capi.” Enzi said. “Salvino’s been “do’in it” for two years now. I only caught it because I took the keeper books from “Little Zimster” and did some math. I was always kind of “hair pricky” letting Zimster account our books  but he was the best we had at math so....”

      “Go on?” Tony asked.

       Enzi played with his paw fingers which got Tony chattering his teeth...”Enzi? Quit with the finger flucking here ok? You’re fricken driving me nuts....come on....I’m not going to rip your tail off ok? Out with it?”

      Enzi gulped....”All together? I figured?”

      Jimmy jumped in. “We” figured boss....that Salvino’s skimmed about five grand from us.”

      Tony sat back and rubbed his head....”Please say that again? Tell me please that....that, that number’s not correct?”

      Jimmy gulped....”Five grand zoo bucks boss.”

      Tony frowned....looked over at Fievel......then at Jimmy....”Where? Is this little snit bag? Why is that little snit bag not here in front of my face right the fluck now?” Tony said gritting his teeth. “Jimmy? Are yer big ears plugged or somethin? Am I speaking the King’s language? What? Are my lips not moving? Jimmy? Where......the fluck! Is this little dumb baaastad and why is he not on the carpet in front of my face right now?”

      Jimmy shuddered....”Well boss?” Jimmy looked at Enzi. “We got like half of the money back?”

      “I don’t fricken care if you got two cents back?” Tony snapped. “I want that little mother flucker right here in front of my face? What do I have to do? Do I have to resort to baseball bats? Do I have to treat you like the ninth inning pitch at “Dog-gerrrrr” Stadium? Where is that little mother flucken thief Jimmy? I want him here or you’ll be missing yer head for pissing me the fluck off....do you want to be missing your head Jimmy?”

      Jimmy tucked his head into his shoulders....”He’s here boss...he’s outside with Pixy and Dixie right now?”

      Tony crossed his arms...”Well then? Get him in here?” Tony snorted. “Why the nerve of some small shave to be stealing money?” Tony turned to Fievel....”Philly? Would you steal our money?”

    “You never complain about the things I buy?” Fievel said smiling.

    “I wasn’t askin for yer shoppin habits you zat-sew goombah.” Tony replied huffing as Pixy and Dixie brought a young mouse hanging between their arms. Like most “school’ers” in Tony’s gang...Salvino might be older and bolder than his britches looked....actually? Salvino was just a freshman in high school lacking fur one between his legs. A young mouse for sure yet not young enough to escape Tony Toponi’s anger....

     “Ah! There’s the little miscreant rat who’s been shaving things he shouldn’t be shaving and I’m not referring to your small nuts there you little “bah-stadeeoh”

      The young grey mouse squeaked in fear and tried to run, only to be scooped off his feet kicking and squeaking by Dixie Whistle....

       “Plop him down here Whistle!” Tony commanded with a finger point. Dixie placed Salvino on his feet and held him as Tony spit in his face! “What the fluck?! What in crazy “Chinchilla fluck town” dared to possess you’re stupid little brain that you’d “DARE!” steal our money?! And then to make your situation worse.....”

        Salvino turned his head away which only infuriated Tony more! “LOOK AT ME WHEN I TALK TO YOU?! YOU LITTLE SNIT!”

        Tony grasped the young mouse’s face and held his head still by his jowls....”I swear you little snit face? You bite my fingers and we’re gonna “clip” yah. Nod your stupid head if you understand what a “clippin” is kid? Don’t you play dumb tails with me?”

       Salvino nodded and sobbed....

       “Dry it! You little sand box turd?” Tony warned. “Dry it or we’ll turn you into cat Patte?”

         Tony started to walk around the shivering young mouse....”Now?! I’ve been told on some good authority that you Sal? You’ve been shavin money off the top from your selling pot and worse? You’ve been cooking your reports to the mice in charge for some time and you have wracked up a pretty substantial debt? Please tell me this is the truth? Please show me you have balls and not ”a mouse cunt” between yer legs?”

         The young gray mouse nodded....”Yes Capi. It’s true.”

         “Yeah?” Tony snorted back. “And Jimmy says he got half the money back....where’s the rest of “My money” Sal? What did you do with two and a “clip shave” grand of my money? You got some female mouse to impress?”

         Sal drooped his head again and this time Tony gave him a hard smack! “You drop your face again from me kid?! One more time?! And I’m gonna have Fievel put a pellet in your brain bucket! Now?! What did you do with two and a “clip shave” grand of my money?!”

        “I.......I........” Sal stuttered.

        “Eye, eye, eye, eye......Get it out you little dumb fluck!?” Tony snarled.

        “I.....I used it to buy a Paw Station and some games and stuff.” Sal replied.

       Tony threw his arms up....”You used “my money”......no......you used...my money....Fievel’s money....Jimmy’s Money.....Pixy’s money.... Dixie’s money, Mandy’s money....you used “our money” which is not “Your money”.....to buy a stupid video game system?”

       Sal nodded.....”Yes Capi! I did! I’m sorry Capi! I really am Sorry!” He cried out....

      “Your sorry?” Tony snorted back. “Get a load of this little snit? He’s sorry?” Tony said to the others in the room. “Yer sorry? For getting caught for sure you’re fricken sorry aren’t you? Now you’re standing here trying to look all cute and innocent thinking I might not get angry that you pissed away over two grand of our money you little snit stain? Well? You guessed wrong....”

      Tony snapped his fingers and Pixy and Dixie snatched Sal and threw him face down to the floor!

      “Salvino? Kid? It pains me from my heart. It really....really pains me that you had to do this skull duggery crap behind my back....really you stupid match box sized mouse prick? You could have come to me through Jimmy and asked if you could have the money to buy a Paw Station. Maybe I would have said “yeah sure. Why not? Sal’s a swell hard workin pusher, a wonderful young mouse due a nice reward.” or maybe I would have said “Fluck no. Our money’s not for such brain frying stupidity as “Castle Wolf-en-fried“ or whatever silly thing you kittens jack off too these days.”...and you would have my reasons why or why not, But?! But....at least you would have shown yourself to be an ok kid and not a little scoundrel and you know what kid? I hate fricken scoundrels! I say? You need to be “clipped”.”

       Tony walked up to Fievel. “Philly? Does the kid need to be clipped?”

      Fievel nodded angrily. “Yeah....do it. Little thief.”

      “Pixy and Dixie?” Tony snorted. “Does the little snit need to be clipped?”

      “Yeah....” Pixy said. “Thieves aren’t wanted here.

      “De-ball the little bastard.” Dixie snapped.

      Tony turned to Jimmy and Enzi....”You two agree? Thieves who steal from us deserve to be clipped?”

      “Unfortunately.” Jimmy said with a nod.

      “A real shame.” Enzi snorted with a spit....”I was fond of this one.”

     Tony gestured to Pixy and Dixie and without a pause they snatched up the kicking, screaming and crying Salvino...threw the young mouse onto the kitchen table in Tony’s apartment and ripped down Sal’s pants and underwear!

     “Say good bye to your nuts Sal.” Pixy snapped as he struggled to hold the screaming young mouse! “You should have been smarter than your looks kid!”

     Salvino heard the sound of a set of big clipping shears and saw Tony walking towards him carrying a big pair of scissors! Pixy and Dixie snatched his ankles and pulled his legs wide apart!

     “NO! PLEASE! PLEASE DON’T CUT MY NUTS OFF! PLEASE! I WON’T STEAL AGAIN, I PROMISE! I’M SORRY! I’M SORRY!”

      “Pixy?” Tony snarled as he pointed. “Turn the little bastard’s head to the front? He doesn’t deserve to see his nuts fall off.”

       For Salvino...the time was forever, a slow hellish torture of waiting...he gasped and sobbed knowing he would feel his testicles being cut from his body....but when the moment came?.....

“THWACK!” A hard strike nailed him on his rump and on the back of his scrotum sack!

“AAAAAHHHH!” Salvino screamed and squealed, his legs thrashing as a wooden paddle crashed into his back side!

“THWACK!”

“AAAAAHHHH!”

“THWACK!”

“YOU GONNA STEAL FROM ME AGAIN?!” Tony screamed!

“THWACK!” “THWACK!” “THWACK!” “THWACK!”

ANSWER ME YOU LITTLE SNIT FACE?! YOU GONNA STEAL AGAIN?!”

“THWACK!” “THWACK!” “THWACK!” “THWACK!”

“ANSWER ME SAL?! MOVE YOUR LIPS YOU LITTLE SCHMUCK!”

“THWACK!” “THWACK!” “THWACK!” “THWACK!”

“NO CAPI! NO! OW! OW!.....I WON’T STEAL AGAIN! (crying) I PROMISE! OW! (crying) OW! PLEASE CAPI?! NO MORE!....”

“THWACK!” “THWACK!” “THWACK!” “THWACK!”

“I DON’T THINK YER SORRY ENOUGH!” Tony screamed!

“THWACK!” “THWACK!” “THWACK!” “THWACK!”

“LITTLE THIEVING BASTARD! YOU SORRY NOW?!”

“THWACK!” “THWACK!” “THWACK!” “THWACK!”

Salvino grimaced, cried and wiggled hard as each strike of the wooden paddle tore his behind up! Finally.....Tony threw the spanking paddle aside to the floor and waved a paw finger around...”Let the little snit face go?”

Sal flopped from the table to the floor crying and rubbing his now fire red rump....

“Pull yer pants up you little snit!” Tony commanded. “Now? Guess what you’re gonna do next? You’re gonna go home.....you’re gonna pick up yer Paw Station, yer games and everything you purchased with “our money” and you’re gonna bring them back here and watch us tear it all to shreds. You are going to work off your debt and when that’s done? You’re gone from our gang for good. Be thankful I have a good supply of mercy you little thief and all you get for your trouble is a purple nut sack and a blistered butt! Beyond that? You snitch on us you little fluck? We’ll whack you and your whole family! And there’s gonna be no spanking paddle involved! We catch you selling dope on our turf or in the schools? We’ll kill you and your whole family! Do we have an understanding you miserable little bastard?!”

    Salvino shivered and nodded then dropped to kiss Tony’s feet in gratitude for his mercy at sparing the young mouse’s life....

    “Eeesh....Pixy? Get this sniveling little bucket of turd out of my apartment before I lose it and shoot a round into his head? Get him the fluck out of my sight!” Tony huffed as he walked into his kitchen to get a bottle of “pep fiz” out of the fridge as Dixie and Pixy carried the sobbing Salvino out.

     Fievel was giggling like crazy....”You should have seen his face when he saw those big scissors....bfffft! Priceless Tony! You always handle the younger mice just right.”

     “Why are you fricken laughing Five?” Tony replied looking irritated. “Was that funny? Do you see my mouth turned up? Wipe that smile off your face right now?”

      Fievel down turned his ears and looked sad. “I was just....you know?”

     “If it had been the “Squees” there Five? The little dumb bastard would be hanging on a lamp post with his balls in his mouth. There’s nothing funny about what I just did? I hate doing that! You know damn well I hate using rough stuff on any of my crew. I gotta expect the younger mice to do silly stuff like this from time to time you know? So no, I don’t want to kill a small fry for doing something small fry’s are prone to do. After all? What mouse his age doesn’t want a Paw Station? Should have spanked you for buying that one last year but I know it wouldn’t have done any good you little pervert.”

      “I’m just happy you didn’t actually clip him Tony. Just makes me more fond of you for having such patience and grace.” Fievel said as he snuggled Tony’s side. “I’m sorry you got upset at me making fun of it.”

       “Ok Five? Out with it you little swindler?” Tony warned with a finger. “You’re buttering me up for something, out with it you? pfft..patience and grace? You’re a hustler, you. ”

         Fievel got close and gave Tony a kiss. “I’d like to have a new bike. The one I got’s like a hand me down piece of junk.”

         “Sone-lee junk because you bash it around there “Evil Katnevil”. How many times has the frame been repair welded you?” Tony snorted as he sat on his couch.

          “But I’m worth the trouble.....ain’t I?” Fievel asked as he slipped onto Tony’s lap. “Ain’t I worth it Tony?” Fievel asked as he planted as soft kiss on Tony’s lips and waved his mouse tail around. “I am worth it....right?”

          Tony wrapped his arms around Fievel’s waist...”Yeeah.....I guess you’re worth the trouble you little con artist.”

Rodent-Dendrum Bowl 
The Zootopia Grand Park
12:47pm July 16

       Simon looked at his watched a little perturbed....”Where is he? Just like always? He’s late coming back with lunch.”

       “Probably getting mobbed by fans.” Theodore replied. “I can be patient Simon. Not like I’ll starve any time soon.”

       “I should take your advice Theodore and for once? Drop the big boom on him. Take away his X-Box, his Paw Station, his television, his lap top, his smart phone, his bed and make him sleep in an empty bedroom.” Simon snorted.

       “Grrr! Grrr! Simon the destroyer!” Theodore jested as he stomped around bearing his teeth and waving his arms over his head. “Crush, kill, destroy!”

        Simon bopped Theodore off his head. “Silly wise butt. We haven’t got all day to waste trying to find him?”

       “You don’t have too!” Alvin said as he walked up paw in paw with Jackal. “I’m here....ta dah!.....with lunch!”

       “And some one else in tow of course?” Simon snorted. “Another desperately sick fan promise there Alvin?”

      Jackal waved a paw and played his role...”Hello Simon!” Jackal said smiling.  “And this absolutely adorable ball of rolly polly fluff must be Theodore? You were right Alvin....you’re younger brother looks like a “barrel of fun monkeys!”

     Theodore Chitter laughed....”I like him! Who’s this Alvin?”

     “Ummmm....” Alvin replied looking guilty. “I need to talk to you two and....and it concerns Jackie here.”

      Moments later.....Simon gave Alvin a hard slap in the face!

     “SLAP!” “YOU DRUGGED US?! YOU DRUGGED THEODORE AND ME?!”

      “DON’T YOU TOUCH MY BOY FRIEND AGAIN SIMON!” Jackal snapped as he pushed Simon off of Alvin!

      “You.....Mister Rat? You need to keep out of our family!...Especially when one of us decides to drug that other two so he could fool around behind our backs like a filthy coward!”

      “I didn’t know how you’d both react?!” Alvin yelped. “I was scared to say anything Simon! Theodore?! What would you have said if you knew I was gay and had a boyfriend?”

      ”Don‘t you try playing yourself off Theodore Alvin?!” Simon said upset. “Scared?! Scared?!” Simon gasped. “Family is about “trust” Alvin! About not being afraid to tell us the truth! Of course we were going to be surprised that you’re gay! Of course we would even be surprised that you have a boyfriend but we are sure surprised and shocked all to hell that you’d act like a pussy faced coward and “dope” Theodore and me up to hide from us.....like a RAT!”

        Jackal jumped into Alvin’s arms! “That does it! You want a butt kicking Simon! You want to see what an angry rat can do to your soft Chipmunk hide?!”

        Alvin held Jackal back....”He’s right Jackie! I was wrong! Stop it!”

       “I’ll “stop it!” when I beat his stupid snooty snoot up his tail hole!” Jackal yelped. He then threw his arms up and backed off...”You better wise up Simon! Alvin’s been afraid of you for years! You’ve been nothing but a slave driving bully to him! And you wonder why he got so scared that he popped you some pills? Tell “me” the truth Simon?! You hate Alvin for being gay because he picked a rat as a boyfriend!”

       “WILL EVERYONE SHUT UP?!” Alvin yelled, which cause everyone else to freeze.

       (sobbing) Don’t you all have any idea how hard this has been for me for the last year? (sobbing) I was afraid of being found out! By the two brothers I love so much! By our fans! By some tabloid trash jerks! I was so upset and miserable! (sobbing) Of course I’d do something this stupid! And it was stupid Simon! It was an absolute breech of trust between us! I’m no better than rat turds!”(sobbing)

      “Hey! Hey! Watch it baby? I’m right here!” Jackal yelped.

      Alvin went into academy award over drive as he clinged to Simon’s sweater and sobbed with tears dripping down his face....”Simon! Please? Please don’t abandon me? I need you! I’m scared! Please?!” (crying)

      Simon sighed....”Alvin? Get off your knees? You’re telegraphing yourself all over the place...of course me and Theodore would never leave you despite what you did. And......and if jackie’s your lover? Then we have too accept that and I hope he’s not offended by anything I’ve said.”

      Jackal replied smiling. “Alvin never shuts up about you Simon. Actually? He loves you to death? Though....he still snipes about you being a little “over bearing” when it comes to the music and the industry.”

      Simon shook Jackal’s paw. “I guess not all rats fit the stereotype mold. Actually? You sound rather educated. But if I’m such a wicked step mother by Alvin’s standards? It’s only because to stay at the level of success we’ve achieved to date? We have to work hard. I warn you Jackie. Alvin will always find a way to weasel “extras“ for his own benefit out of anything.”

      Jackal walked up to Alvin and snuggle kissed him...”As long as he doesn’t cheat on me? I’ll give him all the spoil room he deserves.”

       Theodore stood with his hands clasped low in front of him. “That’s so wonderful....Alvin? You could have just told us? I mean....I think for you? Jackie’s a nice catch.”

      Jackal smiled back. “So much like you said Alvin...Theodore is a big lump of awesome.”

      Theodore looked at Simon. “This calls for a make up dinner! Let’s all go out and I’ll spot.”

      Jackal waved a paw...”Can we make it say?.....two days from now? I work late shift and it’s too late to get an excusal out. I even promised Alvin I’d take him to see where I work. It’s a bio-medical lab and he’s always nagged me about it.”

    Simon smirked. “Alvin? Interested in something scientific? An asteroid is about to kill us all.”

    “Bah...hah.....hah.....Simon.” Alvin replied snorting. “Maybe if you actually paid interest in my interests more often? You’d know me better...big brother. So? If we are done for now? I’d like to walk Jackie to his car thank you.”

    Alvin grabbed Jackal by his paw. “Let’s go Jackie. I’ll finish up with practice and meet you downtown at Crackerjack pastries.”

    After they walked some distance....Alvin dropped Jackal’s paw. “There?! Is that sufficient for you?”

     “That? Was pretty resourceful Alvin.” Jackal replied as he adjusted his eye glasses. “I’m impressed. Why didn’t you let that skill out earlier? We could use it with some of our real heavy roller contacts.”

     “I’m not an actor for drug dealers.” Alvin snorted. “I’m only doing this to throw Simon and Theodore off so I can stop giving them drugs.”

      Jackal snorted. “You’re going to keep your promise to sleep with me? Right?”

      When Alvin stayed Quiet....”Alvin? Right?”

       Alvin quietly nodded back though with a look of utter disgust.

      Meanwhile....back on the performing stage....

       “Wow....big shock to the guts huh Simon?” Theodore yipped. “No more “boom boom wham” Alvin as you please?”

       “Don’t think it gives you free room to move in as you like?” Simon said to Theodore with a paw finger point. “Just because Alvin is openly gay with a boy friend doesn’t give us “open season” around the house....get me?”

       Theodore snickered. “Fine by me. You know I like secret stuff the most anyway.”

       Simon frowned...”I’m still angry that Alvin drugged us. It’s really bugging the heck out of me.”

       Theodore looked around and leaned in on Simon’s face. “You need some stress relief there big brother?”

       “Not here.” Simon replied. “Let me think of something and I’ll let you know.”

 Little Rodentia suburb of Asgreen
554 Camp Street, Apartment 16
2pm
July 16

       Tony’s phone rang on the bed table and the mouse boss grabbed it while shooshing his “second” and his lover from making any noise, which is sort of difficult for Fievel who was in the throws of ecstacy and passion as he “Cowboy’d” Tony....

      “Yee-oh...Tony Toponi speakin?” Tony said as he looked at his phone. “Oh hi officer Mick!” Tony said excitedly which caused Fievel to jump off the bed with a frown on his face...

    “Dick face.” Fievel snorted.

    Tony shooshed his lover and pointed to the phone. “Oh no Mick...you caught me under the hood...”

    “You lying....” Fievel snorted.

    “Five? Please?” Tony snickered. “Oh no Officer Mick! Just a fellow employee asking for a tool.”

    “I had it...you took it.” Fievel huffed as he walked to the bedroom bathroom. “I hate being interrupted during a planning session.”

     Tony sighed sat up in his bed. “This is about that mouse I need your help with right?”

     “When do you want to do it?” Mickey asked.

     “Tonight.” Tony replied. “He’s usually out on the streets dealing around 8 or 9pm with another mouse from this gang. I can have some friends tail em and call you when the time is right.”

       Mickey was silent for a moment. “What about this other mouse, this gang member attached to this kid? You said you knew two mice who could play “tuffs” and make this look like a drug deal gone bad. How are you going to deal with him?”

       “We’re gonna taze him and throw him in a trash can...simple. What were you expecting? They’d walk up and shoot the silly tail hole in the head? What do you take me for Officer Mick? A incredibly successful leader of a mafia crew or somethin?” Tony jested...which got Fievel poking his head out of the bathroom worried as heck! Tony shooshed him back.

        “Just as long as you keep it as low on the download as possible.”Mickey said. “And tell your buddies that if they turn this mouse over to the ZPD un-scratched? We’ll work out an arrangement for some reward money for turning in a dope dealer. The worse the drug? The bigger the pay out.”

        Tony smiled and nodded his head. “Right on! You are such a swell Officer Mick.”

        “Oh? While I have you on Tony? I’d like to ask you a question about another problem I’m working on. The one at the train station that almost had you falsely arrested? I can only assume you’d want to nail the mammal who gave you such a dis-pleasurable jail experience.” Mickey asked.

        Fievel stood brooding...”Dis-pleasurable? Sheesh...Tony wanted a deep prostate masturbation.”

       “Do you mind shutting your flucking tail hole Five?!” Tony snapped. “Oh? Oh no Officer Mick! Just that nagging mouse asking for more tools. Well yeah, I want who ever framed me to get what’s coming to them sure.”

       “If I asked you to come to the station and look at some pictures, would you come?” Mickey asked.

      “No sweat!” Tony replied. “After all? You’re doing me a good thing tonight. A mother will be crying for weeks to have her baby hole with her again and out of the mess he’s in. Let’s make it a date say.....tomorrow?”

      “Great!” Mickey replied. “Where can I meet your tuffs?”

      Tony replied. “Lemme fix that up and call you back.” Tony clicked off the phone and patted the bed....”Come on back Fievel my joy?”

     “Forget it.” Fievel snorted. “He blew my climax....dufus goody good cop! Fluck him!”

     Tony smiled warmly...”You know? You are so hot when you’re ticked off? Go off like you usually do and cop a nice female mouse pose for me? I have yet to orgasm.”

     “Well you.....can hang it out to dry.” Fievel replied groaning. 

     Tony snatched Fievel by an arm and flung him on the bed...”You don’t tell the boss to “hang it”?”

     “You don’t rape your under boss.” Fievel snorted back.

     Tony warmly rubbed Fievel’s stomach....”About this new idea you have Philly? Clothing manufacturing?”

      “What about it?” Fievel replied. “You don’t think it’s a good thing? We need some legitimate business ideas to launder our cash. I know a little struggling shop that needs a good boost backing. Specializes in “teeny kitten” stuff. They’d like to branch out but they just don’t have the capital....and need I say? We have great capital don’t we?’

      Tony smirked. “You didn’t come up with this idea to get some “free extras” did you?”

      “No!” Fievel smacked Tony in the chest. “Sheesh! Get your mind out of the gutter?”

      “Hard ta do when I’m looking down at my naked little prize yah know?” Tony said as he kissed and razzled Fievel’s stomach and caused the younger mouse to giggle....

      “Let me consider your idea at least Five? Have ta put it on the “ticket number taker” with all the other waiting ideas.”

Little Rodentia 
Mickey and Ages
Highway through-way tube number 6
2pm
July 16

       A number of thick walled clear poly-tubes wind their way above and around Little Rodentia to keep the streets below from becoming overly crowded with mouse cars and provide the “little ones” safe transit from and through greater Zootopia. Mickey had parked the cruiser on the “shelf” above the main back and forth transit deck to look at the papers Ages had given him...

      “Surprisingly few days absent. His grades aren’t terrible. Not a bad discipline record....Looks like a brick wall.” Mickey said as he passed the papers back to Ages.

      “It’s all bull snot.” Ages snorted back.

      Mickey raised a paw finger. “Let me hypothesis what you’re thinking? Jimmy Teodoro is a little master mind. He’s bribed the whole school faculty to cover his tracks and he’s banging his teacher to keep him “one up” on any potential trouble coming down the road? He’s only been picked up twice for low grade pick pocketing and the rest of the time he’s been an average student. Am I zoning that right?”

      Ages snorted. “You’re an annoying bastard and your chalk board voice upsets me.”

     Mickey waved a paw. “Partner? We’ve got nothing but a hunch based off a video and a surveillance image that didn’t give us a clear shot of the suspect in question from that train platform pick pocket. Can you make that stick? Does that give us reason to bring Teodoro in for questioning?”

     “Well come on Mick?!” Ages replied. “You’re the genius police officer of this partnership? Surely you can cook up something? Maybe we should go for the direct approach and just sit with the cub and see how he behaves?”

      Mickey was about to say something back when a loud screech and the sound of crunching material made him and Acres jump!

     “Oh damn!” Mickey yelped as he got out of the cruiser. “Call EMS and a back up! Tell em we got a three car slammer on tube Six at Mouse Mile 43!” Mickey yelped as he ran to the cluster of smashed up cars.!

    In the event of an accident in the tubes...MTA or MARTS (Mouse Area Rapid Transit Services) can bring cars to a stop by magnet strips in-bedded in the rubberized roadway, which is what happened as Mickey dropped onto the high way and ran to the first car that caused the mess...

    “ZPD....Are you alright?” Mickey asked as he crouched down next to the rolled mouse car to see about the driver....

     “EEEEEEEEEEK!” The mouse came from under over turned car and jumped on Mickey with a look of possessed madness!

      “DAMN!” Mickey screamed! “AGES! GNAH!.....UGH!” Mickey yelped and strained as he struggled with the driver who looked out of his mind crazy! Foam dripping from his gaping mouth! His eyes almost totally white!”

     “CHOMP!” The maddened mouse brought his teeth down hard on Mickey’s shoulder as the officer whipped out a baton and tried to hit the screaming mouse away from him!

     “GNAH! DAMN IT!” Mickey screeched as Acres came running in a full feral gallop and slammed himself into the offending rodent, throwing him off his feet and into the side of the highway tube wall!

      “MICK?! MICK?!” Ages snarled as he pulled his stun gun, caught the crazed driver in the chest with two electric darts and sent him stumbling and sliding over the roadway till he lay motionless....

      “Son of a hutch bitch in hell!” Ages snarled as he quickly “cuffed” and zip tied the sick rodent’s legs and arms...”MICKEY!” He screamed for his partner as Mickey cried on his knees.....

      “Ugh!.....He opened me good “Age”.....ahhhhh.....He’s sick! He’s sick with something....” Mickey crashed to the ground. 

     Ages broke into a run and slid next to his wounded partner, grabbing his shoulder radio! “Fort Bronco! Fort Bronco! Officer Down! Officer Down! Mouse Mile 43, tube Six! Suspect involved in multiple car accident appears to be sick with something! My partner has serious puncture and tearing wounds to his right shoulder! Send help now!”

     Mickey grimaced as Ages tore off his uniform shirt to put pressure on the terrible bite wound Mickey took....

     “Age? I think he has rabies....I’m.....I’m gonna die Age.....” Mickey said weakly...

     “The fluck you are!” Ages snapped back. “Just stay still Mickey. Don’t you pass out or go to sleep, do you fricken hear me!?”

     “He really tore me open.....huh?” Mickey sighed....”He’s got rabies, I know it!...”

     “The doctors will take care of you Mick....just hold on for me ok?” Ages begged.

      “You’re soft side still sucks.” Mickey joked then he jerked and cried out from the pain in his shoulder...”GNAH! IT BURNS “AGE”! UGH... RABIES?! GAWD DAMN HOW DID THAT BASTARD GET ON THE STREETS! MY POOR WIFE....MY DAUGHTER!”

      Ages gave Mickey a slap....”Shut the fluck up Mick! You’re not dying mammal! Shut up and stop talking that crap!”

      “I don’t want to go feral and crazy like that!...I don’t want to end up in a cage foaming from the mouth and soiling myself!...Age?! Put a pellet in my head? Please Age!” Mickey cried. “Please Age? Kill me!”

      “Shut the fluck up!” Ages snapped back! “The EMS is here, you’re still within the golden hour Mick!”

      Ages ran up to the two EMT rats...”Get him in the ambulance and haul ass! I’ll light and bright you all the way! We suspect it’s rabies but we still have time...fricken move!”

 Little Rodentia suburb of Asgreen
554 Camp Street, Apartment 16
2:40pm
July 16

      A toy clicker snapped under the door and Tony opened it to a pair of tall orange fur’d female mice....

      “Ciao amici e parenti, ciao!” Tony said as he embraced and kissed both of them. “ “Melissa...Maria? How was yer vacation to the meadows?” Tony asked. He turned to Fievel and waved a paw. “Philly? Cheese n crackers.”

      “That was long overdue.” Melissa said as she took a seat. “Our mother is doing much better though our dear Grandfather.....he has gone to romp over the wine vineyards of heaven.”

     Tony bowed in respect. “So long a wonderful life making the juice of all our joys.” He said. “So? Who takes over the wine business then?”

    Maria replied. “Our brother Mapalo.”

    “Mapalo?” Tony snorted. “That scug doesn’t know a Gregio from a Spinato? How’d he snip himself into a gig so important?”

    Maria shurgged. “Grandfather’s will. He figures all Mapalo had to know was administration but he’s no vine tender.”

     Tony sat down...”You two should bite him strait then. If he so much as causes a bad batch to come out? I’ll come over and snip him myself! I may just be a cousin but ey? Familia est Familia you know?”

     Fievel brought out cheese and crackers. “Why ain’t you two hitched yet? I bet your Grandfather cussed you both out didn’t he?”

    “When we find the right males, we will.” Melissa snorted. “So far? All we’ve been finding are males who have their cocks leadin their bodies.”

     Fievel snickered and waved his paws...”Hello? Drop dead absolute gorgeous here? No wonder?”

     “Hmph! You little dweedle dick simp.” Maria snapped. “Tony? You should teach your squeeze some respect?”

     “You should show less cleavage under your skirt.” Fievel snorted back. “Maybe if you dress like two respectable female mice and not street walkers, you might actually find some classy males with good breeding?”

      “Philly? Enough? My cousins here?!” Tony shooshed.

      “Tony? I’m being honest.” Fievel replied as he waved his paws before his face. “Maria’s wearin a short skirt and no panties....hello? Waaaaaay over advertising?”

       Tony covered his eyes...”Maria? He’s......actually right.” The mouse boss said as he threw a couch pillow. “Get decent?”

       Melisa sighed....”Anyway cousin? Why did you call us? You didn’t call us for the armored car robbery of which the two of us are very cross with you for the “jilting” you gave us.”

      “You were on vacation and didn’t you tell me you were dealing with a lice problem?” Tony replied. “What? I’m supposed to risk a delicate operation on two mice who couldn’t stop scratching and biting themselves like crazy here?”

      Maria sighed. “He got us there Sister.”

      “Yeah...I have a job for you both.” Tony said as he stood up and walked around the living room. “I’ll be the one paying you for it and it’ll be a milk run so you don’t have to “run your make up” and get too dirty. After all? I look out for my gorgeous cousins of whoms?....if I wasn’t your cousin?.....I’d be dying to screw you both.”

      “Crass as always you little bastard.” Melisa snorted. “Once again he makes with under-using our talents on some “milk” job.”

       “What is it?” Maria asked.

       “You’re gonna help a good friend of mine return a wayward son to his mother and maybe on the side....give a little gift to the ZPD. An easy milkin that gives yah both 2 grand a piece plus the reward money the ZPD will give for turning in a Bam Bam pusher. But? Both of them must be alive....no whackery, no cuts, no bruises and no missing parts.”

         Melisa snorted. “No knives. Once again Sister? Our talents are under used.”

         “Who says I’m under using your talents?” Tony yipped back. “Sheesh girls? Not every job can be about whackin shrews or bucks here...I have enough trouble already with younger bucks thinkin they can make a fortune in whackery and they all get pissy because I give them easy milk run jobs. I’m payin you both “two grands” yer pullin my legs here!”

         Fievel suddenly came running into the living room from the bed room! “Tony! Somethin bad just happened, it’s on the news now!”

       “What? Some political rodent got caught bangin his daughter or something?” Tony huffed as Fievel turned on the living room television...

     “If you’re just joining us here at “Rodendo NN” news, here’s an update on a developing story. A mouse has been placed in isolation at Templeton General Hospital with what doctors believe to be rabies. The mouse in question was found to be infected after being involved in a serious motor accident about a half an hour ago in transportation tube number Six. The medical department of Little Rodentia is warning all citizens to be on alert for others who may have been in contact with the isolated mouse. There is one very serious piece of news to add to this...an officer of the ZPD out of Rodentia’s Fort Bronco precinct was mauled by the rabid mouse in question and is fighting for his life at Templeton General. Officer Mickey Oswald was seriously injured and is believed to have been infected by the sickened mouse in question during a scuffle....”

        Tony jumped in shock...”Philly? I’m gonna get the car! Call Pixy, Dixie...tell em I want to know who the fluck this sick mouse is?!” Tony turned to his cousins. “Girls? Just sit tight and wait for me to give yah a call ok? Everything’s still on for tonight...”

        Maria asked. “So what do we do till then?”

         Tony pulled out his wallet and dumped some bills on the coffee table...”About 300 bucks there, knock yourselves silly! I’ll call you when I get to the hospital ok?”

         Melisa looked at Maria then back at Tony...”You goin because of the cop?”

        “No.” Tony replied. “I’m goin because of a friend....who just happens to be that cop. Don’t ask stupid questions?!” Tony jumped on Fievel...”Philly? What did I ask yah? Start makin with the phone here? Chop Chop!”

Willy Nilly’s Bar n Grill
Zootopia Grand Park
3pm
July 16

     Theodore gestured to his burger...”Now here? No doubt! Is the best burger anywhere in Zootopia fellahs!” The jolly chipmunk said before he took a big bite! “Mmmmmm.....mmmm! You can’t beat the spices or the juices!”

      “If there’s one thing Theodore knows well? It’s his pallet when it talks to him.” Simon said as he nibbled on his burger. “And as usual? It’s right on!”

      Jackal munched on a French fry...”Thanks again Simon for being so understanding about me and Alvin.”

     “How exactly did you two meet anyway?” Simon asked. “We spend so much time together me, Theodore and Alvin that I swear I should have met you much earlier.”

      “It was mostly a “Chitter” relationship.” Jackal said. “We had a mutual interest in “sci-furry” films and stuff and...well....things clicked.”

      “Yeah...” Alvin said smiling. “He was way to irresistible. “I found I’m attracted to real brainy types...sorry Simon. You got beat out.”

      Theodore chitter laughed....”You look a little jilted Simon!”

      “Oh enough!” Simon yelped back. “It’s your fling there Alvin? Just don’t “sand bag” Jackie with your typical style of usury.”

      “I’m not going to ‘use” him Simon.....sheesh...Theodore invites us for a nice dinner and here you go already with the rules. Really good way to show your care and concern for my happiness there Simon.”

       Jackal waved a paw...”I just hope you guys don’t think I’m using Alvin for my own benefit? I want nothing from your guys, honestly...” Jackal said as he closed his snoot on Alvin’s at first but then pulled back...”I’d.....better be careful.”

     “Good play.” Simon said. “The dirty “Pop squads” (Poperatzi) are all over the place. We can’t even enjoy a day at the beach or the pool! Alvin should tell you about that one dirty rag that had us shelling out money for a lawyer huh Alvin?”

     “We don’t need to go into that fiasco.” Alvin snorted as he sat crossing his arms.

     “Why?” Jackal asked.

     “Alvin in speedos with his butt cheeks showing.” Theodore quipped. “Talk about....”Lewd Alert.”

      “Yeah.....and it just so happened that the dirt bag who got the photo just happened to catch Alvin giving Theodore a birthday peck on the cheek. It turned into quite a stupid mess.” Simon snapped. “Please Jackie? Please.....please.....please be discreet? Please?”

     “Say nothing more.” Jackal replied. “In public? Me and Alvin are just school mates. I can keep up an act just as good as he does so the secret is safe. Now? I’m NOT going to let Theodore pay for our dinner...uh uh! My treat!”

     “Like I said...” Theodore replied warmly. “Alvin? You sure made a nice catch for yourself.”

      Outwardly....Simon looked satisfied. Inside...he was stewing like a volcano. His senses were screaming “bull cookies” though for the moment he restrained his urge to “call the shot”. Something about this rat was rubbing his insides raw.

Templeton General Hospital
Downtown Zootopia
3:40pm
July 16

        Tony, with Fievel in tow, came into the front lobby of the hospital and walked up to the reception desk...”Hello Miss? Me and my friend here were hoping to see officer Oswald?”

        “Are you an immediate family member?” The female shrew asked.

        “No....but Officer Mick’s one of my best friends, really close to the hips yah know?” Tony replied.

        “I’m sorry Sir but if you’re not a family member? You can’t be allowed through the door. You’ll have to sit in the lobby and wait.” The nurse replied with a point.

        “Can you at least tell us how he’s doin? We just heard on the news that he was rushed here...” Tony asked.

       “That’s family need to know only information Sir. I’m sorry but you’ll just have to sit and wait.” The nurser replied. “Now please go and sit down?”

        Tony frowned...”Of all the damn nerve? You show care and concern for your fellow mouse and it won’t even buy a coffee around here. What a load of dump!”

       “Tone Tone?” Fievel said. “She’s in the right, don’t go blaming her for all the rules?”

       Suddenly the front doors of the lobby opened and in came Chief Justin from Fort Bronco with Minnie and her daughter....

       “YOE! YOE Misses Mick?!” Tony yelped as he waved a paw! “Misses Mick?!”

        Justin got between Minnie and Tony. “Right now? This is not a good time to talk to Mrs Oswald.” Justin said.

        “I need to talk to her!” Tony yelped. “Officer Mick is as close to me as a brother there flat foot!”

        “Not close enough to be family.” Justin replied. “I know all about you Toponi so if I were you?”

         “What?!” Tony snapped. “A juvie wrap sheet? When have I ever given Officer Mick anything but respect huh? How many times has he shown me kindness Chief?! Damn it! My heart’s torn up! I don’t want Officer Mick ta die!”

           Minnie pulled on Justin’s uniform jacket...”Chief? It’s alright.”

          “Mrs Oswald? I’m only looking out for your concern. This mouse has a record....”

         “And his tears tell me something different.” Minnie replied. “Give me a few minutes please?”

        Minnie took Tony’s paw as Justin picked up her daughter and walked over to a corner full of toys....

         “Mrs Mick? Tell me the truth? How bad is it?” Tony asked as he pulled Minnie’s paw to his chest.

        “It’s touch and go from what I was told at the station.” Minnie replied. “He might need a complete blood transfusion to survive. He took such a massive dose of the virus that....”

         Minnie turned her head from Tony and the mouse boss clenched his fists in a rage...”All he’s ever done is be a swell cop and this happens to him?” Tony teared.....”And what about the blood transfusion?”

       Minnie’s ears drooped....”They don’t know if they have enough of his type to even try it.”

       Tony stood up and stomped a foot. “That’s a bunch of bull cakes...or it’s gonna be...Philly?”

       Fievel walked up. Tony placed his paw on Fievel’s shoulder....

       “Get on the phone kid.....we got favors to cash in.” Tony ordered then pointed Fievel out of the lobby as he got onto his knees and took Minnie’s paws in his....

        “Don’t you worry Misses Mick...you think there ain’t enough blood now? I promise you.....I promise you in an hour there will be so much of it? They’re gonna have to empty swimmin pools for the over flow. I give you my word.” Tony said as he gently kissed Minnie’s paws...”Now go to your hubs and tell him....Tony Toponi won’t fail him.”

end of Chapter 9