LIBERTY CALLS
A Zootopia fan fiction
by Dan

(c) Zootopia 2016 by Walt Disney Corperation
(c) Brogulls Ayden and Bailey by Anti_Dev
(c) Sheath and Knife’s Will the Grey Wolf by Harmarist
(c) Babs Bunny from Looney Tunes

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.

Chapter 3

11pm
Sailor-Ville, Sahara Square Zootopia

     Jackson returned from taking Sunny “Big’s small” Lanzoni back to his bodyguards and cheerfully pointed down the main drag...”Off we go again.”

    Gilly whistled the opening theme to the “Shrewfather” and Jackson bopped him off the head....”Quit.”

    “So who was the mouthy Shrew?” Bailey Gull asked as the little group walked....

     “A close family friend who’s way to big for his pants.” Jackson replied. “Some times I have to save his tail from getting chopped off with a carving knife.”

    “Jackson’s in the Mafia.” Ayden snickered, which got Jackson trying to stomp the big sea gull’s foot!

    “I’m not in anything!” Jackson snorted. “There’s no such thing as the “Shrewfia” or “La Snowza Snootza” or “This thing of ours” or “Our world” or “The thing, my thing, that thing or any thing.....shhhhhhhhh.”

    Gilly shrugged....”Oh kay....faaaaaget bout it!”

    “I hope you do.” Jackson replied.

     “So?” Babes asked as they walked. “Are you “engaged” in the “thing” we don’t know about or are you just “passive aggressive” in this “thing” which we all know does not exist?”

       Jackson sighed....”Blame my mother ok? My mom kinda “smoo’d” up to a certain daughter of a certain high level personality in this “company” and such mammal became my gawd parent by default. And no one say anything different when I say I was partially raised by a rodent who will always be in my heart? The salt of the earth.”

     “And he didn’t “make” you?” Bailey asked.

     “Rabbits can not be “made” Bailey....not that I’d want the life of a “made” mammal. I like my body without all the holes and pins stuck in it from going down the wrong street and the wrong time of day.”

      Gilly wrapped an arm around Jackson’s shoulders...”Enough dangerous talk! Let’s get to that bar!”

11:34pm
The “Wicked Tortoise Tavern”
Sailor-Ville

“Radio killed the Video Star! Video killed the Radio Star!”

     “WOOOOOO!” Gilly Howled as he dance walked into the club with Babs with Jackson behind them and Bailey and Ayden behind him....

      “I got round one!” Ayden said as he raised a feather hand. “HEY GARSON?!” He called to a waitress. “Five drinks for us here please?!”

      Jackson went to sit down but Gilly snatched his shirt! “Oh heck no shippy! You get up and shake that tail!”

“Billy Jean....that’s my lover....she’s just a girl.....the kid is not my son!”

      Bailey and Ayden waited till everyone’s drinks were at the table before they joined the others on the crowded dance floor! 

“Since you gone.....I can only see your face....I look around but it’s you I can’t replace.....”

     “Wow!” Babs yelped as Gilly snap spun her around the floor. “You sure can dance!”

      “Jackson taught me!” Gilly replied. “I’m even better when I’m a little more “Orange juiced” (Orange juice = bunny slang for fermented carrot juice)

      “You sure have a ton of talent!” Babs said as Jackson danced by himself.

       “My dad taught me how to dance!” Jackson replied. “Well actually he taught me how to swing dance, I just took the formal stuff my God father taught me and “blendered” it!”

        “Hey Jackie?” Gilly asked. “Will’s birthday is coming up soon? What should I get him?”

        Jackson smiled back. “Spa day! The full wolf Monty!”

        Gilly’s ears flew up! “Oh snit! He’ll fricken love that!”

       Bab’s asked. “So who’s Will?”

       “A close friend.” Gilly replied. “I kinda think of him as my big brother...only because he’s a wolf but he’s just irreplaceable you know? I used to get picked on bad in school till he showed up one day snarling mean. I dunno? He just thinks I’m cool.”

       “Cool?” Jackson snorted. “You’re a wilted carrot stick.”

       “Bite me.” Gilly huffed back as he playfully pushed Jackson’s head.

“Now that we found love....what are we gonna do......”

        Gilly broke from Babs and slapped Jackson on the paw! “Tandem you crazy “hibe” (Hibe: slang for hybrids) shake it and bake it!”

       Gilly and Jackson broke into a crazy kind of “Do the Macarena” tandem dance standing side to side as their legs, arms, heads and ears flew and flopped together in mirrored movements.....

“It’s just a party dance....you’re deep in a magic trance.....and when your movin....you’re hearts a groovin....it’s just a party track...”

      “FEEL IT! WHEEL IT AND SCREAM IT!” Gilly screeched as he dance walked and clapped as his body swayed around.....

“Get up off of that thing! Get up off of that thing! And try to relieve that pressure!”

      Jackson grabbed Babs and spun with her to clear room on the dance floor! “COME ON GIRL BUNNY! TEAR THE FLOOR UP!” Jackson screamed as he spun Babs off on her own! “MMMM! SHAKE THAT CUTIE COTTON TAILED BOOTIE!” Jackson yelped! “YAAAWOO!”

      Gilly danced up to Jackson and snickered in his ear...”If your mother catches you acting like this? She’ll fricken kill you!”

     “What she doesn’t know? Won’t hurt.” Jackson replied as he pretended to zip Gilly’s mouth shut. “Loose lips kill ships, shipmate!”

     “They also get you laid or slapped.” Gilly replied with a toothy grin.

    “Enjoying yourself?” Jackson asked as he rubbed Gilly’s head tuft.

    “I’m just getting warmed up!” Gilly replied as he started a sort of western turkey trot, grabbing his belt and kicking his rabbit feet around....

“Ah hah......Ah hah.....I took the road...that took me to your hotel....I climbed the stair that led to your front door....”

     “I know.....that don’t want.....for anything!” Gilly and Jackson sang together as they stood back to back.....”I’m sittin on top of the world!”

      Babs jumped up and snatched Gilly by a paw...”Enough of dancing with your boyfriend! You’re ignoring me!”

     “I wouldn’t do that for the world you sweet bunny you!” Gilly yelped as he danced Babs around the floor while Jackson walked back to the table where Bailey and Ayden were drinking away....

      “You sure cut up a nice floor.” Bailey said as he made circles in the air with his feather finger.

      “My mother always taught me to be bold.” Jackson replied as he took a sip of his “Bunnyweiser” “Heck Bailes?! You’re not bad at all yourself!”

      Bailey made a whisper gesture with his feather finger...”I take ballet in college. Helps my focus in class.”

      “That’s not all it helps.” Ayden snickered.

      “You shut up.” Bailey snapped back. “He’s like any jock, thinks its the mark of a panzy.”

       Jackson growled at Ayden...”Dare you to call me that Soups. You might get “iced” by “that thing” which isn’t my “thing”.

       “Well I can’t see how your “thing” brings an otter any pleasure.” Ayden snickered back.

        “I’m part fox remember?” Jackson chuckled. “It has benefits.”

        Suddenly the music changed to a sort of Irish sounding tune and the dance floor of the club cleared out to let a “crop” (crop = a ton of rabbits) of rabbits and hares from the Ayden highlands jump to the floor and do a crazy fast bunny dance version of “River Dance” to “Finnegan’s Wake”

       “WOOOOOOOOOOO!” Jackson howled! “GO SONS OF AYDEN!”

       “Wasn’t it the truth I tell you....lots of fun at Finnegan’s wake!”

       Gilly and Babs joined the couples as they danced between two rows of wild drunk rabbits as they sang and played on improvised instruments like double spoons, spoons and glasses and horns made from rolled pieces of paper!

       “I didn’t know you came from Ayden!” Babs yelped to Gilly as they jumped and spun between the rows...

      “I don’t!” Gilly replied. “I just know how to wing it!”

      “A gallon of whiskey at his feet! A barrel of Port at his head!”

       Gilly and Babs spilled off the dance floor into a laughing, giggling pile of fur as the Ayden bunnies finished their joyous speel and broke up...

     “Help!” Gilly yelped as Jackson walked up and put a Bunnyweiser into his friends paw....

     “Ah! First Aid!” Gilly giggled as he took a good chug and stood up. “And that’s how you have a good time my sweet Babs.” Gilly said as he snuggled his nose against Babs neck and kiss nipped her cheek.

      “You are a bundle of excitement.” Babs said as she rubbed Gilly’s head tuft.

       “Wasn’t always like this.” Gilly replied as he walked with Babs back to the table. “Blame this bunny....Captain Mix Tape.”

       Jackson  chuckled...”Mix tape?....that’s a good one Gill.”

       “So what’s your guys plans for the future?” Bailey asked. “I’m trying to convince Ayden to go to “ZOOT” (ZOOT = Zootopia University of Technology on the campus of Zootopia University but he’s committed to doing a full twenty.”

      “You know exactly what will happen if I go to college?” Ayden snorted. “I’m still young enough to play hoofball and I’ll spend most of the time at Frat parties and scoping out well endowed lady gulls to demonstrate my awesome “peckage”. The fleet keeps me well grounded and centered.”

        Jackson look at Gillford....”We’re thinking of doing eight or ten years and then “ZOOT”. There’s two mice we work with who are planning to have their own electronics business and they asked us if we were interested in investing and working for them since Little Rodentia’s going to expand out in about ten years.”

       Bailey took interest...”Oh yeah! They just got approval to expand through the central park zone, good for the small ones. Heck yeah! Tons of opportunity to chase after.”

      Babs looked at Ayden...”So have you guys ran into the Kzinti when you’ve been out at sea?”

      “We’ve chased a few of their “small claws” (Small claws = Destroyers) away from the coast and some of our fish processor plants. They’ve been picking on our fishing boats a lot over the last month, you know....buzzing by them, tempting hull brushes, cutting the bows...real stupid snit.”

      Gilly snorted....”They’re pricks. The whole ocean is open for everyone, there’s plenty of fish, every country is careful with what they take and how much they need to give back and those big cats want to “cock block”.” Gilly looked at Babs...”Oh I’m sorry about my mouth? The more carrot juice I have....”

      Babs patted a paw....”I hear a lot of it in my line of work, trust me.”

      Jackson rubbed his head tuft and pulled on his own ears....”I can’t see us not coming to blows some day. It’s been broiling now for almost a hundred years. The Kzinti just hate Zootopia and I don’t think the reason matters. We’re filth upon the world in their eyes.”

      Gilly snapped out...”Sheesh....bet the sight of a wolf giving a rabbit the tongue would make them snit.” The Gray and black rabbit said, then he looked around the table...”Just saying you know? Heck...look at the grief inter-species couples already get alone in Zootopia.”

     “Yeah.” Jackson replied. “Specially reindeer...those puritan species jerks.”

      Gilly frowned towards Jackson...”I catch anyone jumping your tail and I’ll loose it and kick their fricken snoot.”

     “Now, now Gill?” Jackson replied as he petted his friend on the shoulder. “Let’s drop the negative stuff. We can only hope the Kzinti just remain “dicks” and don’t graduate to being “super dicks”

      Babs asked...”Anyone actually seen a Kzinti? Have you all seen them?”

      “We never get that close.” Ayden replied. “We try not to because we don’t want to provoke anything and they turn and run before we get into good binocular range.”

      “Their uniforms hide them pretty well so all we get to see is their body size.” Gill added. “Don’t think I don’t start dropping bunny butt pellets....They’re around ten feet tall on two legs. Probably swallow me with one gulp.....with meat sauce.....with ketchup....bet I taste awesome with soy sauce...”

        Jackson snickered....”Are you? Are you “getting off” on dreaming of being devoured?”

       “You sick little cotton tailed freak!” Bailey yelped!

       Babs laughed and pushed Gilly...”You want poultry booties and a sauce baster?”

        Gillford shrugged....”Well? I mean....everyone has nightmares and dreams of being eaten? My gawd Jackie? You don’t play “Pred n Prey” with Darla or something?”

       “Last time I checked? Otters don’t eat rabbits there Gill? Any one who has constant dreams of “devourment” needs a shrink.” Jackson replied.

       “I just....wonder what it would be like?” Gillford said as he rubbed his paws on his drinking glass. “What it would feel like to be struggling as you’re dropping down the throat and into that big stomach screaming for your life as the stomach juices start to turn you into mush...”

     Ayden snicked. “Should develop an amusement park ride....”Come and feel the awesome sensation of? THE DEVOURER! Your picture will be taken as you emerge from the tail hole.”

     “YOU’RE FRICKEN SICK!” Jackson yelped!

      “The optics would be astounding.” Bailey said.

      Gilly wrapped an arm around Jackson...”Just think! A sign that says...”You must be this tall to be eaten.” You get to chose your body sauce. There’s terrifying noises. drool. saliva and the maw you get dropped into royally stinks of rotting flesh and blood! It would cause strokes, heart attacks, PTSD, nightmares and random acts of urination. The mammals that would come up with it would be rich as fluck!”

      “And then poor as they get sued in court...” Jackson replied. “Hello? I’m Ronnie Doich the lawyer Horse, have you been traumatized for life by this carnival ride? Call “1-800-sue-asss” we will get your reward and steal 95 percent of it.”

        Bailey giggled...”Well our dream was good while it lasted.”

“Rock me Amadeus! Rock, Rock, Rock.....Rock me Amadeus....”

       A growing noise at the other end of the club caught everyone’s interest and the group grabbed their drinks and walked over to where mammals of all kinds were gathered around an indoor zip line that ran from a platform that ran up to the second story of the building down to a pool full of.....well whatever it was fill with it sure stank bad enough to get noses to turn and ears to droop...

      Everyone watched as a horse climbed into the seat attached to the zip line and played with the handle attached to the side which when pulled on lowered a sort of hook attached to a spring loaded arm that ran under the chair bottom...

     “Oh kay?” Jackson wondered. “What’s the purpose of this silly thing?”

     A wolf Marine standing above the fox bunny replied. “It’s called the “Tail hooker”. You get dropped down the line and if you don’t pull on that lever at the right time? You go for a swim in the slop and trust me? You don’t want to end up in that slop.”

     Just to show the point? The horse failed and he went flopping end over end into the pool of slop, showering poor bystanders who didn’t think well enough to read the warning signs around the edge of the pool. The place erupted in laughter...

     “I don’t see what the “Guy-normous” deal is about this?” Gilly snorted. “Looks totally made for stupid dumb animals.”

      Jackson slapped his snoot....”Gilly? Gix-nay the Insulto-bey en-frei-day.”

      Gilly was “sauced up” on fermented carrot juice...meaning the bunny’s size proportional calculator was “off line”.

      “Hey?!” A reindeer who heard Gilly yelp out his insult said as he stomped up....”Who you calling dumb you little long eared table duster?!”

      Gilly gave Jackson a smirk then turned to the reindeer. “Why surely such a splendid and beautifully festuned equine as yourself could not possibly stoop himself to slow low an indignity as to risk falling into that? That pool of sick, stinky swamp water?”

     The reindeer turned to Jackson. “He’s your friend?”

      “Yes.” Jackson replied as he stood next to Gilly.

     “Gotta admit? This bunny has a way with his words. But? You’re talking to the current reining champion of this little contest there Peter Puffy tails. I assure you? I’m not stupid at all.”

      “Good.” Gilly replied huffing. “If you were? You’d be more ugly from crashing into walls when you fly.”

      Jackson shook! “GILLY?! DAMN!”

      The big reindeer snatched Gilly up by his shirt (Keep in mind the size difference) and dangled him before his snoot....

     “You should listen to your friend down there and watch what you say.” The reindeer snorted.

      “And you should take care of your dog poop eating fettish!” Gilly replied. “Damn! Do all reindeer stink like you?”

      The reindeer snarled....”You little cotton tailed snit. Let’s see if you’re not part of the stupid gene pool. Time for you to fly there egg painter!”

     Jackson chased after the reindeer as he carried Gilly towards the “flying chair”! Soon Ayden, Bailey and Babs were running from their table...”Hey you?! Reindeer?!” Ayden snapped as he walked up to the grunting equine....

    “I’m just putting this rabbit’s mouth n balls to the test their swabbie.” The reindeer grunted to Ayden. “He shot his mouth off, now let him live it.”

    Ayden looked down at Jackson who shrugged back. “Yeah...Gilly’s snit filter’s off line so...”

    Gilly stood on the hanging chair growling at the Reindeer. “So? What if I make the wire three times there chief?! Huh?! Care to wage a bet there Mister fly boy?”

     “Three times? Hmph....yeah right cotton tail. You’re so drunk, you’ll be lucky to make the first ride but? I am a sporting guy at heart so how about?......mmmm.....a hundred Zoobucks? Better yet?! A hundred Zoo bucks and the loser has to do a floor show for the whole bar...in panties.”

    The patrons “Oooooh’d” at the thought. All Jackson could do was slap his paw to his face and shake his head at the disgusting visual.

     “Hey Jackson!” Gilly yelped from the chair. “Get up here shipmate and help me!”

     “Oh no there Peter Cotton Tail!” The Reindeer snapped. “You do it by yourself!”

      “I never do anything dangerous without my best compadre. Jackson’s more than willing to share the danger with me...aren’t you Jackie?!” Gilly said as he looked at Jackson with a face of....”Please help me dude? Awesome friend for life?”

      Jackson sighed, shook his head and waved a paw. “I’m in. Some one help me up onto that chair?”

      The Reindeer lifted Jackson onto the chair where he gave Gilly a serious glare....”So help you if we don’t make this Gilly.”

      Gilly gave Jackson a quick nose nuzzle to his cheek...”We’re un-stop-able together, don’t you know that?”

      “I know I don’t want pictures of me in a pair of panties going all over the internet. If my parents see that? I’ll kill you.” Jackson snorted.

     Gilly wrapped an arm around Jackson’s shoulders..”Trust me ship mate! My senses are infallible....but I may have to fudge a bit for being a little drunk.”

      “Fricken great.” Jackson snorted. “Then I guess I handle the hook huh?”

      “Because you’re so good at it my dear Jackie.” Gilly said as he rubbed Jackson’s chin. Gilly threw a paw into the air and swung it around his head.....”LET THIS BITCH GO MAMMALS!”

      Gilly jumped to the front edge of the chair and looked down the length of the cable line over his head to where the stop line was rigged across the path just before the disgusting slop pool. “GET READY TO HIT THE HOOK ON MY CALL JACKIE!”

      “FORTUNE FAVOR THE CRAZY!” Jackson screamed out as the chair was released and began to pick up speed as it traveled down the zip line!

     “SHOW EM UP BOYS!” Ayden Gull screamed out!

     “GET EM!” Bailey yelped out!

     “SHOW EM SOME BUNNY POWER!” Babs screamed!

     Gilly watched as the stop line grew in his eyes....which one? He was seeing triples from being so sloshed!

      “NOW!” Gilly waved his hand down and Jackson pulled back on the hook release leaver!

      “FLOFF!” The chair came to a sudden jerking stop and threw Gilly off in a flying tumble towards the slop pool until a tiger deftly caught him in his big paws!

       “WOOO! WOOOO! NUMBER ONE! NUMBER ONE!” Gilly yelped out as he jumped from the tiger’s paws and dance about. “Hey there Reindeer! Better start practicing your panty dance!”

       The Reindeer snatched Gilly up by his shirt as the chair was pulled back up to the start point...”That’s only one you little big mouth bunny. Better keep your yapper shut while you can.”

       “Good pull on that leaver Jackson!” Gilly cheered as he flopped back onto the chair. “Two more Jackie! Two more!”

        “Don’t get over confident Gill!” Jackson snickered as he rubbed his paw through Gilly’s head tuft.

        Gilly ran to the front of the chair and waved his paw furiously! “LET IT GO MAMMALS!”

        The chair began its’ flight down the zip line again and this time? The crazy rabbit closed his eyes!

         “And........and........and.......NOW JACKIE!”

“FLOFF!” The chair came to a sudden jerking stop and threw Gilly off again and into the paws of that tiger!

“WOOO! WOOOO! NUMBER TWO! NUMBER TWO!” Gilly cheered as he danced his way across the club towards the stairs to the second floor....”I just realized? Gawd....Reindeer look absolutely ugly in panties. You should work on those glutes there equine.”

The Reindeer snatched Gilly up and waved a shot glass on his face. “A little extra tease there my dear egg painter...take a shot of this if you’re still confident you can make your next shot.”

Jackson cried out from the chair! “OH BULL SNIT! DON’T DRINK THAT GILLY! HE’S SPIKED IT!”

Arden Gull stomped up to the reindeer. “You better not have spiked that drink there “sled puller”.”

“Are you accusing me you feather duster?” The Reindeer snarled.

“No...I’m warning you.” Arden snarled back.

“Oh give me that fricken glass!” Gilly snatched the shot glass and gulped it! “You better practice your floor show routine there coat hanger head!” Gilly snapped as Bailey picked him up to set him on the chair.

  “Gilly? You’re pretty sloshed.” Bailey worried.

  “I get better with age....like a good pickle.” Gilly said as Bailey put him on the chair and jackson caught him as he stumbled backwards....

    “I knew that Reindeer spiked that damn drink.” Jackson huffed.

    “Taint nothing Jackie!” Gilly snapped. “Gonna rub it right in his stupid snoot...trust me ship mate!”

     Gilly bounced to the edge of the chair again and threw his paw skyward! “THREE’S A CHARM MAMMALS! RELEASE THE MOTHER FLUCKER!”

     The mammals holding the chair put all their strength into throwing it down the zip line! Jackson had his body wrapped around the handle as if it was the only thing standing between him and death as the ride felt like an eternity!

     “STEADY!” Gilly yelped! “STEADY!”

     Jackson gritted his teeth as the chair approached the end of the zip line to certain humiliation! All he could see in his mind was his mother standing with a smart phone in her paw with a mean frown on her face...

    “Jackson?! What......the.......hell?!”

     “NOW JACKIE!” Gilly screamed out!

     Jackson put all his strength into throwing the handle backwards and closed his eyes to accept his fate.

End of chapter 3