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 49
“Barukan no hi no hi!” part 10
(The Day of Vulcan’s Fire)

9pm
18 October 2040
The Destroyer Growler
Berthing converted to a wounded care ward

       Darla? She stank. Even wearing a protective wet suit as she worked to seal weld blown pipes and joints in flooded compartments so the water could be pumped out and the Growler’s stability improved....she still smelled like diesel, oil, and whatever else festered in those flooded spaces. Mix that with her Mustalde musk? And the Parson was trying his best not to cry nor turn offensively away to ruin the quickly thrown together happiness that the crew needed...no beautiful wedding gown, no family, no wonderfully decorated wedding space...just Darla in her fur-birthday suit with a crown of fake flowers and a make shift veil over her head.

      Jackson too had ditched any clothes...save the funny looking neck tie he got from some one...Animaniacs was their favorite sitcom. Parson Flanagan stood between the two lovers as the crew who could attend filled the berthing space by laying or sitting on the racks and the floor around the crew’s lounge area. A battle helmet nearby was stuffed with Zoobucks, coupons, liberty chits, A one night free use pass to a love motel, a bottle of sex lube, a package of sexy panties, a big box of condoms, a couple of penis shaped balloons and.....one pink cup cake.everyone was pointing and laughing at the helmet as the Parson had to decide how to proceed to make sure three religions were properly represented....that is until Jackson patted him on the shoulder and smiled....”Wing it Sir? I don’t think the high ones are worried right now.”

      Flanagan cleared his throat....”Ah hem....Ship mates....friends and gentle mammals. We are all gathered here under these trying circumstances to join this gentle Mustalde and this Bunny/fox in the blessed union of eternal love called marriage. Are there any mammals in the presence of these two creatures in love who object to their union?”

    An otter joked out....”HEY! YOU STILL GOT TIME DELAWARE! GOOD OTTER LOINS RIGHT HERE!”

    A Wolf joked out....”RUN JACKSON! IT’S A TRAP!”

    Myler yipped out...”HE’S LYING ABOUT HIS PENIS SIZE!”

    A Reindeer bellowed....”SERIOUSLY?! SHE’LL STEAL YOU BLIND YOU IDIOT! RUN!”

    Rudy Dolf snorted...”OH YOU POOR DUMB BASTARD!”

    It was good laughter...Flanagan waved a paw to hush the crowd...”Petty Officer Jackson? You may speak your vow.”

    Jackson took Darla’s paws and smiled warmly...”Darla? I have known you since grade school. I have known you as my bitter rival, my most determined competitor, my arch foe on the logs and a most stubborn, arguing, troublesome pain in my tail....well....I did have a tail before you CUT IT OFF! Thank you!”

     The crowd “Ooo’d” and made noises.

    Jackson continued....”But I have come to know you as the most loving, affectionate, soft and very warm friend and companion I’ve desired my whole life. If we have years ahead or if we should perish tonight? I want us from this day forward to be husband and wife and I vow to you the most perfect otter in my eyes...to make every day the best day for you than the previous one. Darla Delaware? I ask you to be my wife... will you have me?”

     Darla almost fell laughing as the mammals in the room started razzing the couple again! She recovered and kissed Jackson’s paws...

     “Yes.” Darla said with tears in her eyes.

     The Parson turned to Darla....Petty Officer Darla Delaware? You may speak your vow now.

     Darla gently rubbed Jackson’s cheek....”Jackie? Don’t ask me why I’d ever fall for a mammal like you? You’re not an otter...certainly an otter could roll a log with better grace than your big clumsy feet. And what’s this?” Darla wiggled and whipped her body around. “I mean seriously? What is this? Is this ballance control or a seizure? And what do you call that butt? A counter-ballance or a gross insult to mammality?”

      Everyone laughed....

      Darla cleared her throat...”I know why I fell in love with you Jackie.” Darla said softly. “It wasn’t your eyes....or your beautiful smile...or your gorgeous ears...or you college degree in bed mombo.”

     “Wooooooooo!” The crew said.

     “NOW YOU KNOW HE’S LYING ABOUT HIS PENIS!” Myler yelped! Which got the crew laughing until Darla waved her paw...

     “No Jackson....” Darla said as she laid her arms over jackie’s shoulders. “No....it was because you love life and how Judy and Nick raised you to be in life. No offense to my own kind but no otter could ever measure up to the kind of mammal you are my beloved who shines in my eyes and in my heart. Beloved? I am yours for as long as we have if it be for years or for just a few hours....I am yours to have all the joy and pleasure you deserve for yourself if you will have me for all that time to come. Jackson? Am I yours?”

       Jackson’s lips quivered. “Damn right you are.”

      Parson Flanagan turned to Commander Winsor. “Sir? The binding rope please?”

      Flanagan took a rope from Winsor and began to wrap it around Darla and Jackson so as to bring their bodies close together before he tied it in a knot.”This rope symbolizes the faiths of the otters, the foxes and the rabbits to bring these two Mammals together and to bind them as one under the protection of divine providence. That no mammal nor force can tear them asunder from each other, their union is complete and unbreakable!”

      Flanagan then turned to Rudy Dolf, the best mammal, and took the rings the ship’s pipe shop made out of copper nickel tubing...

      “Darla Delaware? Repeat after me?” Flanagan said. “With this rope we are binded to one and with this ring our bond is sealed...”

      Darla replied.  “With this rope we are binded to one and with this ring our bond is sealed...”

      Flanagan continued, “And from this day forth...none but death can break our mortal bond. I....Darla Wilde am one with thee Jackson Wilde in life until death.”

      Darla replied. “And from this day forth...none but death can break our mortal bond. I....Darla Wilde am one with thee Jackson Wilde in life until death.”

      Flanagan then turned to Jackson. Jackson Stewart Wilde? Repeat after me.... “With this rope we are binded to one and with this ring our bond is sealed...”

     Jackson said trying not to cry... “With this rope we are binded to one and with this ring our bond is sealed...”

     Flanagan continued, “And from this day forth...none but death can break our mortal bond. I....Jackson Stewart Wilde am one with thee Darla Wilde in life until death.”

   “And from this day forth...none but death can break our mortal bond. I....Jackson Stewart Wilde am one with thee Darla Wilde in life until death.” Jackson replied as he pulled Darla’s paws to his heart.

     Parson Flanagan raised his paws over the couple...”By the powers invested in me by our Navy and our beloved home of Zootopia...loved and protected by the Lords and majesties on high...I pronounce this blessed couple joined in marriage! You may kiss your bride!”

     Jackson held onto Darla as he leaned her down and kissed her lovingly while their comrades screamed, pounded, cheered and cried out till the whole compartment shook!

     “Friends!” The Parson yelped. “I present to you...Mister and Mrs Jackson and Darla Wilde!”

9pm
18 October 2040
The Agave Slot passage from Sahara Square Beach

      The bump in the road threw Travis skywards from his seat and Gideon luckily caught him before he was bounced out of the window! “Travis! Dang it, I told you to put your belt on! You do love to take crazy risks don’t you?” The big fox huffed. “Now get it on?”

      Travis buckled himself in....”Sheesh Gid? Why did we have to try and stay so late! I can’t believe them troops let us stay behind to give out those pies!”

      “Would you rather have us lose all our money?” Gideon said with a paw wave. “We had to recoup some of our costs after we lost power to the storage freezer. Took us three grand in materials to make all them pies and we got three grand back from delivering them to the troops...I don’t consider that a complete loss and even though we didn’t profit? We did a good service to our fighting forces Travis, I feel warm in my heart.”

       Travis replied. “Well I’ll feel warmer when we get home. There could be enemy soldiers all over the darn place Gid! Some of them Marines were tellin me that enemy sappers could be behind our lines right now!”

       Gideon pursed his lips....”Now that is just the silliest thing I ever heard Travis! That’s all fools rumor and stories, there’s been no sign of the enemy anywhere?”

      “You callin our soldiers liars?!” Travis snapped. 

      “No!” Gideon replied. “Just sayin that the radio ain’t said anything about no sappers.”

      “Well?” Travis said. “Just in case? We should turn the lights off and travel in darkness just to be safe? You know Gid? Like that episode of Wombat when Sargent Huxley had to carry those wounded troops in the dark through that line of “Nah-zee” soldiers in that old truck?”

       “Oh yeah!” Gideon replied...”That was a goooood episode.” The big fox replied before he took a deep breath and he and Travis started to sing....

“Ohhhhhhhhhh.......”

“We're the foxes and the weasels of the fightin fifty fourth! We're not afraid of the Nah-zees, onto victory we sally forth! When the Gerbils git in our way! we'll make those Nah-zees pay! With every shot and shell we'll scare them all to hell! With a Grrrrrrrr...Grrrrrrrrrr….run you nah-zees GRRRR! With a Grrrrrrrr… Grrrrrrrrrr….RUN YOU NAH-ZEES GRRRR!"

     Both mammals chuckled happily....”Oh Trav?” Gideon said with a toothy happy smile. “Those times as cubs will never get old will they?”

      “Heck no Gid!” Travis said as he sat comfortably in his seat. “Sure glag you’re taking this off the road route though? Plenty safer if the story about sappers is true.”

9pm
18 October 2040
Rattle Back Company under Captain Oakley
Waddle Plains defense point five miles south of Carnifax Station
Nori Hopps’s anti-tank squad

      Nori lay along a dirt path in a small creek wadi or drain run that was cut into the sand. At present he was on his back speaking into the microphone of his military issue smart phone with his brother Owen...

      “Saboteurs? How the hell did they get in this far?” Nori asked Owen.

      “I’m just as doubtful on this as you. Never the less until we get the word that it’s false? Every report is credible Nori and we have to take them seriously.” Owen said. “So tell your squad to be on full alert ok? No sleeping. You catch anyone sleeping? write them up. You catch Ori sleeping? No....spanking! Do you hear me Nori?” Owen asked. 

      “I’ll do my best to comply with your orders.....Sarge.” Nori said with a smirk.

     “Don’t test me Nori?” Owen urged. “Don’t be easy on Ori but don’t appease him either. And don’t knock a tooth out keeping him focused?”

      Nori’s phone beeped off and the bunny tapped three numbers to call Ori...”Ori? Are you awake?” Nori asked.

     “Oh? I guess you were hoping I’d be slacking off huh Nori?” Ori replied.

      “Sigh.....Any way? Owen’s giving us a heads up. The enemy might have slipped “sappers” behind our lines so stay sharp.”

      “What?” Ori replied. “How could they have done that? Honestly brother...all these rumors coming through the radio are going to send us chasing bugs and wind, come on....”

      “An order is an order Ori!” Nori replied. “Keep sharp and make sure the others are staying awake? We’re in for a long night.” Nori clicked off his phone and adjusted his BAR (Browning Auto Rifle) so he could work it with some comfort in the dirt and grass...

      “Mmmmm....I sure could go for Momma’s soup right now.” Nori thought to himself....”Those lush greens....beets....pepper spices...now I’m just making things worse.” Nori snorted...”And now I gotta piss? damn!” The rabbit snapped to himself as he took a quick look around himself before opening his pants to piss....

      And then his instinctive bunny reflexes caused his long ears to shoot strait up and his mouth to open.....

     And just as quickly....Nori pissed all over the front of his pants...”OH FRITH DAMN IT TO HECK!” He snapped as he pulled up his pants and crash dove for his BAR rifle! “Son of a......fluck.....grrrrr.” Nori fumbled for his smart phone and swiped the red dot when his screen came up.....

     “Yes Brother?” Ori replied with an uncaring voice.

      “GET YER DAMN BUTT IN GEAR! I GOT SOMETHING COMING DOWN THE DIRL TRAIL NEXT TO ME!” Nori snapped as he quickly racked a round into the chamber of his rifle....

      “What?” Ori replied. “What’s comin? Can you see it?!”

      Nori worry whispered back“No but I can hear it! Sounds like a truck and it’s not showing any “brights” (lights)  now tell everyone to get ready!” Nori snorted...”Snit... everyone’s gone from Sahara and our guys would call us if they were coming through here.....snit!”

      Nori could barely make out the moving shape closing in on his position and the engine sound was growing louder....”Ori?! Call Owen! I ain’t got time to dial him!”

      “Well I ain’t got time myself!” Ori snorted back. “I’m kinda busy jerkin this big tank rocket on my shoulder...”

      “Grrr.....Damn it then, we gotta make a judgment call on our own!” Nori snapped as he tightened his grip on the BAR rifle. “I’ll light em up with a clip, you fry em with a rocket!”

      “We should make sure they’re not the enemy Nori!” Ori yelped.

      “Damn it! We haven’t got time for that snit! No one innocent is gonna come down this damn trail now shut it and get a lock on this dumb bastard!” Nori snapped!

        Stenowa, who was with Ori, came running up from his fighting hole when he saw Ori throwing the anti-tank rocket onto his shoulder....

       “Ori what gives?” Stenowa asked.

       “Nori says the enemy is coming down the dirt trail in a truck! He says light them up!” Ori replied as he worked the computer attached to the rocket to get a fire solution....”We do as we’re told.”

        “Great.” Stenowa said with an evil grin...”Hope it’s right...I want a tiger tail on my wall.”

9:12 pm
18 October 2040
The Agave Slot passage from Sahara Square Beach

       Gideon yawned as he tried to concentrate on the path ahead...”I think we should stop Travis and take a break. If I fall asleep? We’ll run into a rut and get trapped for the night....

      Suddenly....flashes of light went off twenty yards from Gideon’s truck and the whole front end became a fireworks display of sparks and flaming engine parts!

“RAK,RAK,RAK,RAK,RAK,RAK,RAK,RAK,RAK,RAK,RAK,RAK,RAK,RAK.....KABLOW!”

      Nori unleashed the 30 caliber BAR rifle’s fury on Gideon’s truck and obliterated the engine!

      “HOLY SNIT IN A BURNING BARN!” Gideon screamed as he lost control of the truck!

     “GID! IT’S THE ENEMY!” Travis yelled!

      “NO DAMN SNIT ITS THEM YOU STUPID WEASEL! JUMP!” Gideon snapped back as he reached up for his shot gun that was clipped to the roof of his truck before he dove out of the torn up cab and into the dirt!

      “BOOF! SON OF A....OOF....DAMNG IT TO HELL!” The fat fox tumbled before he scrambled behind a rock! “TRAVIS?! TRAVIS?!” Gideon screamed out for his friend!

       “I’M HERE GID!” Travis replied!

       “YOU GOT YER GUN?!” Gideon asked as he pumped the slide on his 12 gauge!

       “YUP!” Travis yelled back!

       “LET’S KILL THIS ZINTI SON OF A BITCH!” Gideon yelled as he stood up and unleashed a double barrel dose of deer slugs!

       “KABOOM! KABOOM!”

       Nori dove flat to the ground as one of the slugs flew by his head! “MOTHER FLUCK DAMN!” He screamed! “ORI?! BURN THAT TRUCK DAMN IT!”

     Ori got a steady tone on his anti-tank rocket....”BYE BYE ASS HOLE!” The bunny snarled as he mashed the rubber switch cover and the AT-4 Anti-tank missile exploded from the carry tube!

“KAAAABAAAAAWOOOOOOSH!”

       The rocket flew across the span of the desert and connected with the damaged truck!

“KAARANG! KABOOM!”

       The now totally destroyed and flaming vehicle flew into the air, did a triple summersault and came down to an explosive crash behind Travis! “AAAAAAAAH!” The terrified weasel screamed like a girl as he took flight, only to be caught by his neck and clothesline’d to the ground by a very angry Nori Hopps!

      “UGH! HEL ME GID!” Travis screamed as he struggled against the enemy who was trying to pin him down!

      “STOP WIGGLING YOU DIRTY....” Nori snarled, clawed and bit at his aggressor until something thumped him in the head and a pair of cocking hammers clicked into position....

      “NOW....YOU DIRTY TAIL HOLE’D SON OF A BITCH!” Gideon snarled. “You get off my friend and I might think of not blowing your silly stupid head to kingdom friggen come....” Gideon watched as the offending mammal stood up and he saw the Fleet Marine patch on the bunny’s uniform....

      “What? The damnation to hell?” Gideon said shocked. ‘Why you stupid! idiotic! retarded! long earred! Bunny son of a bitch! What in tarnation to hell are you doing you stupid Jar head?! You almost killed us!” Gideon screamed at Nori’s face.

       “LOOK WHO’S THE STUPID DUMB FLUCK HERE YOU BIG, FAT, UGLY EXCUSE FOR A FOX! HOLE DIGGIN, NOISE MAKING FLUCK TARDED BASTARD!” Nori screamed back! Then Nori realized who the fox was....”Huh? Mister Gray? Is that you?”

       Gideon helped Travis up off the ground...”And just are you?” He asked Nori.

      “It’s Nori Hopps. From home?” Nori replied.

      “You gotta be snitting my britches?” Gideon whined. “A fricken Hopps again?! Why is it that every bad thing that befalls me has got to be caused by one of you lunitic Hopps Bunnies?! Why? I repented long ago in sack cloth n ashes for being a bastard to Judy, why is it always you bunnies that torment my life!”

      Ori came walking up with the spent tank rocket launcher over his shoulders...”Hey Mister Gray?! Sorry bout the truck? You wanna punish me for wrecking it?”

      Gideon snorted at Nori...”He hasn’t changed.”

      “No kidding.” Nori replied. “Sir? We’re so very sorry! Honest! We’ve been getting stupid rumors and reports all night about enemy sappers, spies and saboteurs...”

      “Nah Nori Hopps...” Gideon replied. “It’s my bad actually, I’m the fool who listened to Travis here and decided to run with no lights.” Gideon hit Travis off the head with his farm hat...”I’ll never listen to you again you crazy weasel! You almost got us killed!”

      “But Gid?!” Travis yelped back.

      “Quiet you!” Gideon warned. “I swear if I didn’t baby sit Travis all day lone? He’d get himself into a terrible mess.”

       “Well we trashed your truck Mister Gray...we’ll gladly replace it an everything you lost.” Nori said mournfully.

       “Hex far Nori Hopps.” Gideon said. “That old truck was on her last legs anyway. The only things you ruined were the pies I have left.”

        Nori threw his helmet on the ground....”Son of a damn hutch bitch, three ways to fricken hell!” He snapped. “Fluck me!”

        Gideon chuckled....”You need to control that flaming rabbit temper Nori, you’ll blow your gaskets.”

          Gideon looked around at the wreckage that surrounded the little group and found a dented but still intact metal container. “Well I’ll be? Look at this beauty ya’ll. My old steel two pie freezer made it with two pies intact, can you believe that?”

        Gideon passed a pie to Nori. “Now let that thaw for a bit before you enjoy it.”

        Ori pilled out his cell phone. “I’ll call Owen to get you a ride Mister Gray. You? You sure you don’t want to punish me for trashing your truck?”

        Gideon smirked at Nori. “You think he’s been bad enough?”

        Nori pursed his lips...”He’s a little bastard. Have yourself a ball...Judas Goat.” Nori snorted as Gideon snatched Ori by a wrist and dragged him struggling out of site!

       “NO! PLEASE! I PROMISE TO BE GOOD! I PROMISE!” Ori could be heard screaming before the sounds of furry flesh being torn into by flying furry flesh bounced around the desert.   

10pm
18 October 2040
Chuck and Omaha’s apartment
Riverside...Southeast suburb of downtown Zootopia

        The sound vibrations caused Alex’s ears to twitch as he lay curled up with Tina on a thick futon mat Chuck had provided them on the apartment floor. Everything around them was cold and dark with the city blacked out and the windows covered with blankets to keep out the light and chaos of the world outside...

         The vibrations were coming from Will. He was sitting at the end of the long couch with his legs curled under him and his maw slowly nibbling on his claws as he rubbed his paw fingers together so tightly that they made squeak noises.

         Alex got up from the futon, came out of his feral form, put his clothes on and walked over to the couch where he slowly wrapped himself into a hug around his brother....

         “Kiss...” Alex planted a gentle kiss on Will’s cheek and snuggled his neck....”I can tell you’re upset...thought you needed a support hug.” The younger brother said...

         Will smiled and reached up a paw to rub Alex’s chin...”I can’t sleep obviously...”

          “I think....” Alex said. “I think Tina and everyone else might understand if you needed a.....you know? A familiar warm body pillow to sleep on?” Alex gently turned Will’s snoot to his...”And don’t get stupid a resistant? I promise nothing’s going to happen.”

         Will gently pawed at Alex’s head tuft, his snoot, his nose....”For the first time Alex? You really don’t look like a cub any more to me. It’s even gone in the face...you?....You used to have freckled fur on your cheeks and that’s gone.” Will felt over Alex’s chest...”Sheesh....you feel like a rock.”

        “Well?” Alex replied. “How did I spend most of my cub-hood? Running crazy after you. You should see some of my class mates all busy with video games and text’ing....all plump butts.” Alex chuckled and sagged...”So? I’m no longer sexy huh?”

        “I wouldn’t say that?” Will replied. “Tina thinks you’re a hunk and a half.”

        Alex smiled warmly as he rubbed a paw finger over Will’s snoot. “And I’ve been replaced by a rabbit...but....I’m not angry at all. I was just thinking that you’d want a warm presence that’s...you know...familiar. But if you’re worried about it being so of....”cheating around” I can understand.”

        Will resisted the urge and gently moved Alex until his head was lying in his lap....”I think this is good enough...just knowing.....just knowing how much you....” Will started to tear up....”Mmm sorry Alex I just....”

       “Hey Brother?” Alex replied as he wiped Will’s eyes. “I’m sure Gilly’s alright. Probably just as upset as you right now.”

        “I should be more strong.” Will said as he screwed his eyes shut. “What a pussy ass huh?”

       Alex poked Will’s snoot. “Quit it before I hit you with a wet paper.”

      “(Laughter) That brings up some memories huh?” Will replied. “Terrible two?”

      “Oh don’t bring that stuff up.” Alex snorted. “A year with the Sunday Times stuck to my ass.”

       “You made the paper towel companies a fortune in expended rolls to clean up your messes.” Will snorted. “My lap top?”

       “Well?” Alex snorted. “You ignored me being on “Fast Chat” all day talking about Fur-otica and Battlestar Gerr-gacktica! Couldn’t take my hoping around as a hint there dumb ass?” Alex snorted. “So? I took a snit on your lap top.”

        “Learned your lesson too huh?” Will snarled. “Didn’t think an eight year old wolf cub could swing for the fence with you? Dad didn’t come to your rescue.”

        “And Mom didn’t “rescue” your sheets. How’d you enjoy that mess on your back?” Alex snorted.

         Will gave his little brother a light snoot slap....”dick face.”

          Alex gave Will a toothy grin. “Takes one to know one. Look at us Will? The whole world outside is a disaster and we’re sitting on the couch talking grade school stuff.”

          The older brother sighed....”I’d do anything to have those times again...to be as....”close” as we were.”

         Alex sat up and pouted...”Oh so now suddenly I’m a no body?”

          “I didn’t mean that....come her you?” Will said as he pulled Alex down into a snuggle and reached for a blanket on the floor. “Now? Promise me you won’t do anything....you know?....Bizarre? At least not? super obvious?”

          Alex smiled as he rubbed his head on Will’s chest...”I promise I’ll behave....some what.” The younger wolf said as he snuggled under Will’s chin....”Night big brother.”

         “Night baby brother.” Will replied as he gently kissed Alex’s head.

10pm
18 October 2040
Nick and Judy’s Cottage
Aiden Burrough

         Fennick had no shame. The little white fox threw off all his clothes except his briefs and collapsed in the big living room recliner....”Ahhhh! Now that? That was a feed.....mmmmm....spot me a brew Nick?!”

        Nick reached into the beer cooler and tossed a cold Fox-ein-Brau into Fennick’s chair, then he rolled himself over to the recliner and started to climb over the arm rest....

       “Now what the hell are you doing?!” Fennick snorted.

       “My lame portion is an ice cube and I need a therapy snuggie.” Nick replied as he and Fennick struggled with each other for control of the chair!

       “Get off and sit in your own chair sucka! There’s only room in this thing for me because it’s mine and I own it!” Fennick snorted as he pulled on Nick’s jowls...

        “But I need my “Fen Fen”?” Nick said as he slipped into the seat and craddled Fennick like a baby....

       “Nick! Damn you! Your making me spill my beer bitch! Back off!” Fennick snarled. “Back off or I’ll cut your tail in half!” The small fox snapped as he whipped out a switch blade!

        Nick suddenly produced a baby pacifier....”Look who’s here Fen Fen? Wittle Biddy Kitty! Wittle Biddy Kitty has missed his Fen Fen sooo much!”

       “Nick! Get that thing away from me mammal!” Fennick snapped.

       “But why?” Nick asked. “You used to love wittle Kitty and wittle Kitty has missed you soooooo much Fen Fen....Mmmm...Don’t you want Kitty Kitty?”

         “No! I don’t want.....” Fennick suddenly became mesmerized by the waving pacifier....I?.....I?”

          Nick wiggled the pacifyer in the air....”Yes Fen Fen?”

         Fennick suddenly snatched the baby pacifier away from Nick! “Give me that thing sucka!” The small fox yipped as he took the pacifier and suckled on it!

“Suck,suck, suck, suck, suck.......” Fennick suckled deeply.

      “Awwwwww.....” Nick joked. “You are just cute as a button despite being so gruff.”

      “pop” “Sometimes? I can just hate you and your crafty ways Nick! “pop” “Suck,suck, suck, suck, suck.......”

      Nick petted Fennick on his head...”We’ve been through so many things together huh Fennick?” Nick said smiling softly. “Guess with all this snit going on? It’s not hard to do a little back thinking and remembering huh? Remember when you joined the “Nation of Fen” and risked you life to save mine? I never repaid you.....

Flashback
June 17, 2027
The Headquarters of “NOF” or “NUFF”
The Nation of Fennick led by Fennick Elijah the prophet

       Nick felt his snoot shatter from the pistol strike. He thought he could weather the abuses from the gathering of angry and fire up Fennick foxes, boy was he wrong. They beat the snit out of him, broke both his legs, bruised him from head to toe and now they dragged him into the meeting hall like a tied up deer to a slaughter.

       The “prophet” (or “shuck meister” for a better term because he was a real using bastard) The honorable (piece of rat snit) Fennick Elijah mounted his podium and behind him was a huge portrait of himself in a black dress suit and tie with sunglasses. Standing on both sides of him were body guards and out before them was a sea of angry, fired up and ready to raise hell on Zootopia Fennick foxes....

      “Brothers and Sisters! Here before our eyes is an agent of the devil masters of this so called Zootopia, this vile slave pen this wicked abomination that has stolen the identity of the Fennicks and reduced us because of our size to servile-ness and embarrassment! And this two faced wicked red devil, this abuser and rapist against us has been brought to his knees awaiting the wrath of our judgment! Let me hear your voices my Brother and Sister Fennick! SPEAK!” Elijah called out!

       “DEATH! DEATH DEATH! FEN! FEN! FEN! OUR PROPHET GIVE US JUSTICE! OUR PROPHET GIVE US JUSTICE!” The Fennick’s screamed out!

       Fennick Elijah stomped from his podium with a bamboo pole in his paws. He walked up to Nick and started beating him unmercifully! “DIRTY SCUM! USER! LIAR! FILTHY RED BASTARD!” Fennick Ilijah screamed which stoked up the crowd of small foxes to a murder lust!”

      The prophet pulled out a gun and pressed it to Nick’s head. “Any last words of repentance demon?! Elijah snarled.

      “Fluck.....you......scum bag.” Nick snarled back.

      “Very well.....red pestilence.” The Fennick fox snarled as he turned around....”Mmmmmm....Fen Fen my beloved disciple and brother! Come forth!”

        Fennick Faux walked up and Elijah embrace him. “Fen Fen?! There lies the user fox who stabbed your back! Disgraced you! Made you wear a diaper and act like a cub to scheme and steal for himself! He used you Fen Fen! He disgraced you Fen Fen! Kill him! Kill him and we shall hang his filthy tail on a tree for all to see and scatter his body as a warning to the rest of this wicked city before we descend upon it with our hot wrath and all will come to respect and fear the Fennick Nation! Kill him Fen Fen and be free of his wickedness!”

“DEATH! DEATH DEATH! FEN! FEN! FEN! OUR PROPHET GIVE US JUSTICE! OUR PROPHET GIVE US JUSTICE!”  “DEATH! DEATH DEATH! FEN! FEN! FEN! OUR PROPHET GIVE US JUSTICE! OUR PROPHET GIVE US JUSTICE!” “DEATH! DEATH DEATH! FEN! FEN! FEN! OUR PROPHET GIVE US JUSTICE! OUR PROPHET GIVE US JUSTICE!” 

     All the other Fennick foxes chanted as Fennick Faux took the gun and pressed it into Nick’s temple!

     Nick sobbed honestly and sorrowfully....”Fen Fen? Fen Fen it’s me... it’s me....remember how we suffered together on the streets? The times I allowed others to beat me up? Or use me as they wished? How I protected you and did everything I could to make sure you always ate before me? I know times on the streets were hard Fen Fen and sometimes I had you do things that were shameful...I didn’t do them for spite or hate Fen Fen? I did them because I love you....I love you my little brother...my little Fen Fen who I adore as my friend above all others...but If I have wronged you? And it demands my life? Then shoot and get it over it.....I’m sorry Fen Fen. I’m so.....very......sorry if I hurt you!”

       Elijah snarled....”Don’t listen to the wicked user, this vile so called brother fox, this member of the oppressor system, kill him Fen Fen!”

     Fennick stood poised for a moment and all the things he and Nick did together from cub hood flowed through his mind....and the rage made him turn....and point his gun at Elijah....

      “What are you doing Fen Fen?!” Elijah said shocked!
  
     “You dirty ass son of a bitch.” Fennick snarled. “You’re my friend? You’re the hope of all Fennicks? Where were you sucka? Where were you when I was out in the streets picking scraps from the fricken gutters? Where were you when I was being “pimped” as a comfort pillow for flicking polar bears? And where were you when I had no food? No water? No hope? You dirty bastard....you were just as rich then? As you are now....you shucker....you hustler.....you dirty little white bitch! Who’s only reason your fur is so white is because of all the money you stole for all your professional bleaching sessions you false abino looking, cheep dollar store glass wearing, plastic diamond ring stone adorned dirty ass mothuah Flucker!”

      Fennick emptied the gun and threw it aside...”No!....I will NOT murder my brother fox! I will not make you more popular by murdering my friend, my companion, my hope and my beloved Nick! And how DARE YOU SUCKA! HOW.....DARE YOU......threaten Shantelle you dirty shuckster?!”

     Elijah looked around....”Just who? Is Shantelle?”

     Fennick’s eyes went slant....”Oh?....Prepare for school is in session....mutha Flucka. And I? your professor in pain management...Have entered the building....sucka”

10:20pm
18 October 2040
Nick and Judy’s Cottage
Aiden Burrough

      Fennick and Nick flopped off the chair laughing themselves crazy!

     “DID YOU SEE THAT POODLE BITCH RUN SCREAMING LIKE A GIRL?! AAAAAAAAAAAH!” Fennick screamed! “DON’T RUN SUCKA?!” I’m beating his ass with a tennis racket like out of a Tom and Jerry movie! Whap! Whap! Whap! Don’t....you....threaten...a fox’s.....tail....you.....silly.....mothua......flucker!”

      “No.” Nick replied. “I was too busy hurting all over the place! Ow...ow.....it still hurts.”

      Fennick jumped onto the chair....”And he like this Nick! He like this with a thousand Fennicks ready to kick his ass! “Here’s your money! Here’s your money! Please don’t beat my ass?! Aaaaaah!”

     Fennick jumped down from the chair and embraced Nick warmly.... “I’m stupid drunk but not drunk enough to finally say that you Nick? You? You are the best friend in my whole life! The only...very best friend in my whole life!” Fennick gave Nick a soft kiss on this lips. “And? And I love you to death mammal....always have and always will.”

     Nick pulled Fennick into his chest and snuggled him. “And you Fen Fen? Are my one in a zillion. Thanks buddy.”

    Judy entered the room With Fennick’s wife and sighed....”Oh look at them? When are you getting married?”

    “Can’t wait to see the cubs.” Fennick’s wife joshed.

     “Oh.....shut up you silly females!” Fennick snapped. “Me and Nick were strengthening our bonds.

      “A likely story he hopes the police will accept.” Fennick’s wife snickered. “And you two are drunk aren’t you?”

      “Nick laid on the floor on his side...”Perhaps just a tiny bit drunk.” He said as he traced a paw finger over the floor. “Carrots? Are you all right?”

      “I’m exhausted...” Judy said as she sat by her husband with a bowl of his favorite berries. “But not too tired to feed my pet fox.”

     Nick rested his head on Judy’s lap and gently snapped his jaws on every dropped morsel of sweetness....”Yum......yum......mmmmm....I love these berries.....yum.......yum......”

    “So? You lost the house?” Fennick’s wife Julia asked Judy.

   “We put so much work into it.” Judy replied. “But better the house and nothing more. I hope the Bearenstein’s are all right? Cell phone service hasn’t come back yet and we’ve gotten no text from them. Madness.... stupid....” Judy clenched her paws in anger...”What did we do to ask for this?! This is stupid! We begged! We begged, we pleaded, we tried to reach them for over a hundred years and this?! Stupid cats! We should kill every....”

     Nick snapped himself up into a sit and grabbed Judy’s paws....”Carrots? Carrots?.......no.” Nick said shaking his head.

    Judy frowned...”Of course.....sigh.....oh my.....the things I just had in my head Nick....”

    “I knew exactly what was going to come next.” Nick replied as he rubbed Judy’s head...”I forgive you carrots...when you get pissed? The snit filter kinda breaks.”

     Fennick stood up...wobbling because he was nicely “plastered”.... “Like she doesn’t have a point? They started this damn thing! They want to die? Let’s give them assisted suicide those filthy blood teeth dripping Kzinti bastards, kill the whole fricken crop of them! They’re all un-repenting pieces of snit!”

     Nick looked at Fennick with scorn....”Fen Fen? Words of Genocyde coming from your lips are foul. The Kzinti are only following their ancient predatorial instincts. They’ve lived isolated for who knows how long and if history serves I might add? The old Lupinian Romans tried to invade them twice. Bad wars create hard set memories....”

     Judy moaned...”Nick? You’re making excuses.”

     “I’m making sense.” Nick replied. “Do you want our country to become like them? Hasn’t it always been part of our culture to save Mammals? to value every Mammal’s life? To strive for peace between all mammals everywhere or to embark on blood lust? Didn’t our own Civil War teach us enough? We must never embark on a war hell bent on genocyde no matter who the enemy is. If we lose what we became by the horrors of war? We could slip back into a society where no one is safe. Think of our son? Do we want him to become a soul-less animal who enjoys blood lust and killing?”

      Judy down turned her face...”I don’t want to lose our son at all.”

      Nick gently kissed Judy on the head...”You’ve had enough chaos for a day.” Nick said as he turned to Fennick. “Hey Fen Fen? Can you and the wife get us a futon mat?”

     “Yeah....” Fennick replied. “If I don’t pass out from my beer first. Or stop to have unrelenting carnal relations with my gorgeous wife.” Fennick snickered as he played a paw over Julia’s breasts....”What do you think Nick? You ever seen such gorgeous and voluptuous tits on a Fennick female?”

     “Swat!” Julia batted her husbands paw off...”You?! Won’t see anything for a month if you don’t stop being a cad when you’re drunk.”

      Fennick batted his eyes at Julia. “Since when have I never been any better at the arts of love my dear?” He said slyly....”How about we get that futon mat, make sure the children are tucked in and then you and I will have a discussion about my....”Cadness”.....grrrrr raow raow...”

      Julia smiled back...”You have me interested.”

      Judy got up from being sullen and waved her paws....”I’ll go get the futon, you two go out and burn the forest down with your passion.”

     Judy walked to a closet and pulled a futon mat to the center of the living room as Nick pulled himself over the floor....”You know carrots? I’m kind of drunk and I can be a pretty good cad when I want to be?”

     Judy snickered as she leaped atop her husband and pushed his paws to the mat! “You? Don’t have to be a cad...not when I’m going to be driving tonight.....Mister Fox.”

      “Help? Police? Rape?” Nick replied feigning fear.

      “No one can help you now.” Judy sneered. “Mmmmm....now where should this “bunny-vore” start on her helpless prey?”

11pm
18 October 2040
The Destroyer Growler
The flooded aft secondary storage compartment

      Darla swam to the ladder and popped out of the water...”Give me three more welding rods?” She asked Jackson as he sat holding the can of long steel rods in his lap. 

“Some honeymoon huh?” He asked as he gave Darla a few of them. “Let’s see? We have all of Broadway to browse...there’s medical that could double for a hotel...MRE’s for the morning post nuptial breakfast after a long night....well maybe the storage compartment will do for some wild copulation......maybe? If we could stop the water from getting pumped out.”

Darla shook her head...”I am not going to have sex in that water.” Darla looked at Jackson and sighed....”Are you sure you don’t want to go and get some more sleep?”

“As if I could really sleep?” Jackson replied. “I can’t lay in bed when I can contribute...blame my mother for programming me that way. I can’t stay the full time though....Chief Fireball needs help running cables and wires.

Darla stopped for a moment and sat on the dry rungs of the compartment ladder...”I’m going to take a break for a moment then. are you ok?” She asked Jackson as he was sitting quiet in deep thought...

“When we get back home?” Jackson said with a smile. “We should play spades...the winner and their family pays for everything...the remade wedding, the reception, a week at the Mystic resort. We break the bank, how’s that?’

    Darla smiled...”I accept your offer.”

    Jackson slowly moved to the compartment opening and gently kissed his wife’s lips...”I wish our honeymoon was better but? I so love otter kisses...”

    Darla felt her heart racing as she climbed out of the hatch opening and slowly pushed Jackson against a wall...”I love your soft fur...mmmm....”

    Jackson resisted Darla pawing at his clothes...”Ummm? Now is really not the time for....”

    “I’m not blind silly.” Darla replied. Slowly the two love-mammals sank onto the floor in a wet kissing fest....

     “Dar? We’re going to get into trouble?” Jackson said worried as he looked around...

      “We got lost in the moment...we’re under extreme stress....I forgot where I was.....I want twenty pups.....” Darla replied with a smirk.

     “Now? There’s the thing...” Jackson said as he rubbed Darla’s nose...”I’m a bunny / fox and you’re an otter. Will they be kittens? kits or pups?”

      “Pickens?” Darna replied with a shrug. “No...Musvixorodies.”

      “That sounds like groupies to a crazy acid rock group.” Jackson snorted. “And....we’re going to live in a water house....we already decided that...” Jackson said...then he paused...”How? How am I? How am I going to tell Will? How can I tell him?”

      Darla turned sad and rubbed a paw finger on her husband’s nose. “The casualty team will tell him.”

      “No they won’t.” Jackson replied. “They weren’t married. One thing if we all don’t make it home but...but if we do and Will never finds out until we make port?”

      “Then you should see the Captain and find out if something can be arranged.” Darla replied. She then got to her feet. “Come on Jackie? Don’t dwell too much on....I’m sorry, I being cold....I.....”

       Jackson stood up and hugged Darla tight...”I love you when you’re cold or hot. And if we’re lucky to have a big litter our first time out? I’ll be crazy with bliss. I want an even number...four females and four males, that sounds manageable right?”

       “Till they reach two.” Darla said smirking. “And you deal with them then because you’ve never experienced an otter mother on a rampage have you?”

11:38pm
18 October 2040
The Destroyer Growler
The battle bridge

        One of the white tail deer officers from engineering, Lieutenant Cassrock, took over for Rudy Dolf at the navigation station...”Captain? I just got an update from engineering regarding our number one turbine.”

       Commander Winsor looked over from his chair. “How good or how bad?”

       “Good news is they re-enforced the engine mount. Bad news is they are getting shaft wobble and it’s worsening. “Chang” (Chief Engineer) estimates that if we don’t go dead in the water within two hours? The shaft will jump the bearings and we’ll be disabled...”

      Winsor pulled out a time calculator card....”Two hours at ten knots equals twenty miles more which means...we don’t make home.” Winsor sat in thought...”Ask him for an update on making a battery for ship’s power. I need a status.” Winsor asked.

     An arctic fox, Petty officer Sickle, entered the battle bridge with a panting smile...”Sir! I bring you some good news? We’ve been able to cobble a radio together and we can send and receive! We’re throwing out an S..O..S... in Morse, we’ve got contact with home and they know our situation!”

     Winsor lost his composure! “Come here you little beautiful creature you!” The Hippo was joyous as he picked up and snuggled the white female fox!

     “Sir? Please? I’m married!” Sickle yelped. “But? I’m not going to try and argue with you about being happy...however Sir? There is some very bad news....”

      Winsor put Sickle down and composed himself...”Yes....go on Petty Officer Sickle, please?”

     Sickle presented a folder. “All the details are here Sir? Perhaps the crew deserves to know?”

    Winsor looked at the papers in the folder and grimaced...”Lieutenant Cassrock? Annouce Captain’s call please?

12:00am
19 October 2040
The Destroyer Growler

     Jackson was helping Darla out of her protective suit after she had finished her welding and other mammals were busy working to de-water the storage compartment when the ship’s call whistle blew over the intercom...

    “Attention all paws and hooves....attention all paws and hooves. The Commanding Officer....”

    “Good morning Growler. This is the Captain.” Winsor’s voice cracked. “We’re beat up....we’re hobbling along...we’re hurting....and many of our shipmates sadly have left us...but we’re still afloat and we still have flight left in us. I can’t say enough about all of you. We faced one hell of a baptism and every paw and every hoof and every claw and every tooth gave the enemy their best. “They”....the enemy.....and not us, went to the bottom of the ocean. They met our fury and we kicked their ass! Well done Growler!”

     Sounds of the crew howling, barking, yelping and screaming and banging anything they could get their hands on coursed through the ship!

     “First?” Winsor said. “The good news. We have a working radio now. We have called home, we are sending distress signals out, headquarters knows we’re in trouble and help surely is coming. Our chances of getting home just shot up to a good eighty percent. You are all working hard to keep us afloat, you keep busting your humps and rumps shipmates and we will get home!”

Sounds of the crew howling, barking, yelping and screaming and banging anything they could get their hands on coursed through the ship!

    “Now....for the honestly of our situation. While hope of rescue mounts? So do the troubles that hang over our tough old girl. We have another two hours at best with our one engine and shaft. Two hours... after that? We many very well go dead in the water. We will have no power then, That means we will not make it home under our own efforts. The enemy is still out there and we may encounter them still. Our means to defend ourselves will be meager...shipmates? I’m sure I speak for all of us? Surrender to these murdering bastards.....is not an option no matter what proposal they make. If it is our time to give our lives for all we hold dear back home? I will not give up this ship while the means to take some of those bastards with us still exists. I may have flat teeth myself my friends? But even flat teeth hurt when they rip off an arm.”

Sounds of the crew howling, barking, yelping and screaming and banging anything they could get their hands on coursed through the ship!

    “Seems I don’t have to explain our final course of action to any of you?”

      Winsor paused....”Now for the general world situation. It would seem that the Kzinti have thrown everything into a massive offensive. They have over run many small nations across the ocean. There’s bitter fighting in the Outbacks. Madagascar has fallen. On Meerkatia, there were radio messages of.......of massacres. In short? The Kzinti have thrown the dice and chosen to unleash hell upon the world with everything they can throw. Including....our home.”

     “Zootopia was.....was bombed. An estimated attack of over 300 high explosive rockets was unleashed on our nation. The damage is reported to be.....extensive. The numbers of the wounded, the dead....horrific. Little Rodentia is gone...Downtown Zootopia in ruins...there is fear of a second wave and an invasion. You....you all deserve the truth.”

      Darla looked at Jackson who’s lips quivered....”My Mom...my Dad.” He said softly.

      “As if Judy’s going to get killed that easy?” Darla said as she hugged and kissed her husband. “We got to hang on to hope Jackie!” She said softly.

     There was no rejoicing. No happiness. No laughter. But there was more than enough violent indignation coursing through the battered destroyer.

      “Fluck those cat box sniffing bastards!” A wolf Sailor near Darla and Jackson growled. “Fluck them! I’m gonna have me some cat ball sub sandwich!” 

      Darla snickered. “You always were a mangy mongrel Terence.”

      Winsor continued...”You know the score shipmates. I don’t think I need to explain further......I......”

“KLONG!KLONG!KLONG!KLONG!KLONG!KLONG!”

      The general quarters claxon suddenly went off throughout the ship!

    “GENERAL QUARTERS! GENERAL QUARTERS! ALL HANDS MAMMAL YOUR BATTLE STATIONS! ALL HANDS MAMMAL YOUR BATTLE STATIONS! PREPARE TO REPEL BOARDERS! PREPARE TO REPEL BOARDERS! ALL PAWS TO THE ARMORY LOCKERS! ALL PAWS TO THE ARMORY LOCKERS!”

       Darla and Jackson took off down the sides of Broadway, joining the crew in desperate feral flight to the small arms lockers around the ship. It seemed that time and hope of going home had run out for all of them...

      “GENERAL QUARTERS! GENERAL QUARTERS! ALL HANDS MAMMAL YOUR BATTLE STATIONS! ALL HANDS MAMMAL YOUR BATTLE STATIONS! PREPARE TO REPEL BOARDERS! PREPARE TO REPEL BOARDERS! ALL PAWS TO THE ARMORY LOCKERS! ALL PAWS TO THE ARMORY LOCKERS!”

End of Chapter 49