LIBERTY CALLS
A Zootopia fan fiction
by Dan

(c) Zootopia 2016 by Walt Disney Corperation

Background: Jackson Wilde is the fox-bunny son of Nick Wilde and Judy Hopps Wilde who serves in the Zootopian Navy aboard the Destroyer Growler before the Zootopia/Kzinti War. Gilford “Gilly” Montrose (A gay rabbit) has been Jackson’s close friend since boot camp and specialty training school...both of them are electronics/electrical specialists. Home from another patrol out in the Great Eastern Sea, it’s Liberty Call at Sandy Point Naval Station and Jackson and Gilly are going “Guys night out” together in Sahara Square’s “Sailor-ville” with all its’ bars, night life and everything available to “Wet the whistle” as the common vernacular goes.

5pm
ZND Growler
Sandy Point Naval Station

     The announcement whistle blew over the ship’s speaker in the ICERM Berthing....

     “Beeeeeeeep! Now hear this! Now hear this! Liberty Call, Liberty Call, Liberty Call for all paws save duty section three the in port duty section! Duty Section three muster at 1800 hours on the fantail! Save approved request chits, all hands shall return for morning muster at oh six hundred hours...”

     Gilly came walking around the corner into the space between two rows of sleeping bunks stacked three high...”I got our copies from the Chief, you ready yet?” He asked Jackson as the red wood fox fur colored fox-bunny with a bright red head tuft stood toweling himself...

     “I just got out of the shower. Give me a minute to brush up.” Jackson replied.

    “A minute to you is two hours.” The grey rabbit with black spots all over his coat replied as he stood with a smirk on his face. “We gotta catch the six shuttle to the main gate Jackie...”

     “We have plenty of time Gill, chill out.” Jackson huffed as he quickly took a brush to his furry body coat. “Be thankful I wasn’t born with a fox tail or we wouldn’t be going at all.”

     “Darla’s alright with this right? I mean? She’s not thinking of anything strange?” Gilly asked.

     “Where do you come up with silly things like that?” Jackson replied. “Of course she’s not going to have a problem, you and your active imaginations Gill, I swear. We’ve talked about this out at sea? She agreed there should be a “guy’s night out” and a “girl’s night out” ok? She’s going with Ronka, Megumi and Sally to a big otter clam and muscle beach blanket party at Lions Gate and you and me are “hanging” in Sailor-ville. She trusts me, I trust her and she thinks nothing but good things about you so don’t panic?

      Gilly replied....”Well? You know...”

      “She doesn’t care about you being gay...Gill and I’m not worried.” Jackson replied. “Now can I finish brushing?”

       Gilly turned his head...”Oh yeah! Yes....yes.....I’m sorry....I didn’t want you thinking....”

      “Gill?” Jackson said smiling. “Relax?”

      “I’ll just?” Gilly gestured. “I’ll wait in the lounge area ok?”

       It didn’t take long before Jackson appeared in a white shirt, black jeans and a blue baseball jacket...”Let’s go!”

       Bounding up the ship ladders in quick hops, Jackson and Gilly were soon in line at the gangway with Gilly doing a little dancing as they waited their turn to leave...

       “I so want to get torn up tonight.” Gilly said as he swayed his hips and snapped his paw fingers. “I’m buying the first round ok?” Gilly said to Jackson as he slapped his paws on his shoulders.

      “You’re the leader of this expedition? I’ll follow you.” Jackson replied as he and Gilly walked up to the watch and showed their ID cards...”Petty Officers Wilde and Montrose request permission to go on liberty Sir!” Jackson said sharply with a salute.

     “Permission is granted.” The deck officer replied. “Stay out of trouble and enjoy yourselves.”

      “Gilly followed Jackson down the gang way and out to the street where the shuttle bus to the main gate would pull up to take them into “Sailor Ville” Sahara Square..

       “By the way? Where are we going?” Jackson asked. “You’re the leader remember?”

      “Is there a specific place you want to go?” Gilly asked.

      “Anywhere so long as the food is good and the drinks are cheep.” Jackson replied with a shrug. “You always fancy yourself a rabbit with an excellent pallet, impress me.”

      Gilly scratched his head tuft....”I dunno Jackie...Some places I think are great? You?......”

      “Do you see me complaining?” Jackson asked.

      “Well? Jackie? I mean?” Gilly shivered.

       “Gilly? Is the food good and the drinks cheep?” Jackson asked.

       “The place I know? Well I think the food is absolutely “Top bunny” best in all Zootopia....Oh gawd that sounded bad.”

       “Then we’ll go there first.” Jackson said smiling.

       “Jackie? It’s a ga....” Gilly yelped back.

       “Ask me if I care what it is?” Jackson replied. “Gill? I’m hungry, you’re probably just as hungry. If you say the place is good then that’s the place for us.”

        Jackson wrapped an arm around Gilly’s shoulders as the bus pulled away from the bus stop. “Gill? Relax and enjoy yourself ok? We’ve been in the grime and grit for four months cooped up on a ship and we worked our tails off to deserve this so let’s forget about some things and get “jack rabbit smashed” ok?”

       Gilly took a deep breath and petted Jackson’s paw....”You are a friend I just don’t deserve Jackie, not one bit.”

       “You start drowning in self pity and I’ll make sure you get drunk as a skunk.” Jackson snickered back. “I wonder? How can skunks get drunk when everyone avoids them because of their stink? Do you think skunks get bar services?”

        Gilly chuckled back..."Probably have to use a fifty foot straw. Oh? How’s your Mom and Dad? Bet you’re Mom’s all crazy pins and needles over retiring from the ZPD.”

     “No kidding...ask my father. She still wakes up at “oh dark thirty” to press her desk uniform and shine every shiny thing on her street clothes as if she’s going to pull a patrol. It’s gonna take years for her to leave it all behind.”

      Gilly played with his paw fingers...”And you’re Dad? How’s he holding up?”

      “Like my Dad.” Jackson replied. “Still not improving but he’s not a fox that moaps around in gloom and doom. He got a “butt cart” and he’s starting to use it to get around every where. I’m searching the net for a decent contractor to “Pawdy-quip” the new cottage in Aden for them.”

     “They’re moving to Aden?” Gilly asked. “Ummmm....those rabbits don’t like foxes you know?”

     “Wait till they run into my mother...” Jackson snickered. “They will really not like her if they start their spee-sist (racist) crap. Oh? Didn’t you promise me you’d show me a picture of Will?”

(Will the older wolf brother from Harmarist Sheath n Knife comics)

      Gilly looked around. “Could we maybe wait till we’re in a “friendly” setting?”

      Jackson glanced at some of the rabbits on the bus...”Yeah...we should.”

      The shuttle bus passed out of the base through the main gate and turned South on the Palm Promenade Drive towards Palm View and “Sailor-ville”, the exclusive block of clubs, shops, restaurants, hotels, casinos and “love motels” that catered specifically to Zootopia’s defense forces. Here was where a Sailor or Marine could “blow their diverse loads in many a hole.” as so went the common vernacular....

      There were also the many small “clinics” that offered treatments for your “wayward mistakes” with the local “escorts”...mistakes like “Kangy clap” or “clam bake otter crabs”

      Jackson waited until Gilly had gotten himself a soda and was drinking it before he casually pulled a pair of rabbit rubbers from his shirt pocket and plopped them into Gilly’s shirt pocket....

     “Bffffffft! Oh you! “Cough, cough, cough”.....ugh! You dick!” Gilly play pushed Jackson as he wiped the soda dripping out of his nose. “That hurt!”

      “Chuckles”.....”Just in case?” Jackson giggled.

      “Just for that? I hope you catch something nasty!” Gilly shook his head then threw his drink cup into a trash can. “I’m going to get you back worse at some point for that Jackie! You blew me two Zoo bucks!”

      “Sheesh....Am I a cheep whore or what?” Jackson replied smiling.

     “Oh.....stop teasing me and lets go! You said you were hungry right?” Gilly said as he led Jackson down the sidewalk. “Trust me, this place makes the best and freshest green salad platters anywhere in Zootopia, you’ll love it Jackson.” Gilly stopped short before turning down the street full of gay mammal bars...”Now are you sure?”

     “Gill? Hungry remember? I don’t care where we go?” Jackson replied.

     “Just....I don’t want you to get offended ok? You?.....you might get “hit on” or something...” The grey and black bunny worried.

     “Damn?! I’m that hot? Darla is going to be so pleased with the news!” Jackson giggled.

     “Jackie?!” Gilly yelped.

     “Will you relax Gill?! Cheese you try way to hard to not offend anyone. What do you do on dates with Will, stay in a zip lock bag in his pocket?”

      “No...I hang from his mouth like a kill.” Gilly replied. “Jackson? I just don’t want you to have a bad experience.”

       “If anyone touches me? They might have a bad date with polar bears and ice water.” Jackie replied talking about his late Godfather, old Mister Big the Polar mafia crime boss of Tundra Town. Gilly led Jackson down the side street till they came to the front door of the establishment called “Club Solstice”.

      “Here we go.” Gilly said as he and Jackson walked inside to be bathed in soft purple lighting that bounced off all the furnishings and carpeting to create bright hues and translucent tones. “Trust me Jackie, this place is “food-daw-some”.” Gilly said as he and Jackson walked up to the reception podium...

     The club was full of different sized mammals so it had separated sized receptionists to handle them. The two tone bunny behind the one Gilly and Jackson came up too obviously knew Gilly...

     “Hey! What’s shaking Gillford?! Hi!” Poppy Stiches was the bunny’s name. “When did you get in?”

     “Just this morning.” Gilly replied. “This is my shipmate Jackie Wilde, stiches. He’s “a board” so can we have a table where? You know? He doesn’t get “nailed”.

     “Sheesh Gill...you’re codes suck.” Jackson snickered. “He’s afraid I’ll get molested.”

      “I’ll make sure you don’t.” Stiches replied. “Come with me?”

     “Uh? I’d say something “snappy” but I’ll be rated G about it.” Gilly said with a raised paw.

     “Cum all over him?” Jackson snickered in Gilly’s ear!

     “Jackson!” Gilly yelped. “Damn, embarrass my ass please?!”

     Jackson was about to yip something else....

     “Shut it Jackie or we’re leaving...” Gilly snorted.

     “You guys are so hilarious!” Stiches said giggling...”Here’s a quiet table for you. How about some drinks to start?”

       Gilly raised a paw finger...”I’m buying so give me a “Muddy Hair Slider” and Jackson a “Moroccan Mole” 

       “Coming right up.” Stiches said as he pointed to the menus. “Take your time.”

       Jackson picked up his menu then gave Gilly a cocked eye...”Wonder what Will would think of you burning holes in butts?”

      “Oh you!” Gilly snorted as he pushed on Jackson’s head...”Mammal! It is so good to be off the boat and not suffering from strained necks and upset stomachs.”

      “You shouldn’t be suffering them at all.” Jackson snorted. “You have as much of a right to be there as any rabbit Gill.”

      “Tell that to the puritan traditionalists.” Gilly replied. “You’re that one single paw finger I can count that doesn’t think like that.” Gilly took a swig of his drink. “One thing to be a gay rabbit...another to be a gay rabbit in love with a wolf.”

       “Speaking of wolf?” Jackson asked. “Since we’re in a comfortable place for you...do I get to see what Will looks like?”

       Gilly pulled out his wallet and handed Jackson a picture he and Will had taken at one of those mall photo booths. There was Gilly under the two tone Grey wolf’s head...his paws reaching up to caress Will’s jowls with a look of loving pleasant softness on Gilly’s face...

      “Wow...he’s a stunner.” Jackson said smiling.

      “You think so?” Gilly replied excitedly. “Handsome isn’t he?”

      “He’s got a great looking head tuft.” Jackson replied. “So what does he do for a living? College?”

      “Automotive.” Gilly replied. “He works on “amphibs” at the Fleet Marine rework depot in Savanna. But he should be in college because he’s “crackerjack” smart. I think I super scored with him, what do you think?”

     “Does he make you happy?” Jackson asked.

     Gilly nodded....”It’s the small things he does...."giggles”....I’m not going to go into details.”

     “Don’t be ashamed.” Jackson said with a paw wave. “I might copy some ideas.”

      Gilly thought.....”When I’m home? He ties bow ribbons to my tail with these love poems and I....oh Frith Jackie! Oh Frith I.....I go gaga crazy!”

     Jackson chuckled as he scanned the menu...”That’s so sweet. I’m gonna start doing that to Darla and see what cooks up.”

     Gilly leaned over the table and pointed around the menu card. “Try the Hoppy Supreme salad with two meat choices since you can eat meat. I say?.....the salmon and faux mouse mix with Tarkasian sauce.”

     “If you recommend it? I’l eat it.” Jackson replied.