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First Salvo: Chapter 39. Gazelle's goodbye

Zootopia Cops and Floppers RPG progress report 2
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Keywords gay 91375, love 18163, disney 10512, zootopia 5906, friends 5007, family 3898, military 1950, war 1443, harmarist 121, sheath and knife 93
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
(Artist Ownership) Akisawa and Isana (foxes) from “Two-Nayoshi-Tonari”
(Artist ownership) Hige and Toboe from Wolf’s Rain.


Chapter 39: Bye Bye Gazelle part 1


The Destroyers Growler, Savanna and Gnu York
Tied up below the Witty Arson Bridge between the city and the tri-Burroughs
7am
September 15,2020


       Witty Arson (Black Bull) was Zootopia’s first mayor as the city came to life after the 100 year tragedy known as the Predatorial Civil War that followed the Zootopian Middle Age after the fall of the Lupinian Roman Empire. Arson was mayor during the formation years when Zootopia resembled the American Wild West and marshals were needed to establish and maintain the first codes of law. Mammals like Bart “Bat” Masterdon and Cheeto-see (yellow cheetah) Whales road the land as the first law agency known as the Long Riders. Arson in his twenty years brought Zootopia into the Modern historical era where Predators and Prey rode the uneasy peace to a stable society.

      The four lane Lenny Arson Bridge connects the auto traffic from the tri-Buroughs to the rest of Zootopia and spans the Bayou Bear strait that runs from the Meadows to the north to the Zootopia sound in the South. Gazzelle chose the location because the Arson bridge could support a huge crowd on its span and the spot was perfect for fireworks and light displays.

    As if the Navy could ever say no to a request, after all, having Gazelle strut herself across the bows of three Destroyers was good promotional advertising and she did say this performance was especially for the Sailors and Marines. She was not ignorant of the times nor the perils and if these brave mammals were going to put themselves out as the city’s first and last line of defense, then she was going to give them all the love and attention they deserved.

    The three warships were tied together side by side with their anchors fixed to the bottom of the strait and their hulls separated by large rubber bumpers to prevent them from scraping each other. Workers were busy putting together the stage that would span across all three ships, the lights that would illuminate the whole show, the sound equipment, the places for the media and the decorations and banners that would adorn these “Mammals of War” transformed in a platform for a hopeful demonstration of Mammalian unity and peace. Who knew? Maybe “Graceful Gazzy” could win the Kzinti over with song?

     For the crews of the destroyers there was the cleaning work, the never ending shining of every brass and silver fixture not covered by paint. Things that didn’t need paint? They got paint. Things that needed paint? Got paint. And not a too few Sailors ended up “being painted” by their over-excited shipmates. From foxes to elephants, the Destroyers were covered with animals making things ready.....save about fifty rabbits on the Growler who at the moment were sitting in the mess (Mess= place aboard ship for the crew to eat) waiting for their Master Chief.

     In an office just beyond the mess room....Jackson stood taking in deep breaths and shaking his paws. This was not going to be an easy thing to do. The old Don Lanzoni could have taught Jackson a hundred different things about how to mix “soft power” with “brute power” or “persuasion” with “A steel pipe” but it was another thing to bring it all together so Gilly could come back to the ship with no worries and he was coming back...

Days earlier....

      “I have made my choice Jackie.” Gilly said as he reached up to feel the paws of his love on his shoulders...”I’m staying with the ship.”

      Jackson looked up at Will who shook his head. “Like I’m going to convince him? I’m not that good in bed.”

      “All I can do is my best Gill.” Jackson said as he sighed. “Just.....just be very aware that I might not convince them all.”

     Gilly shrugged. “Well there’s always those sharp back teeth of yours and those extra long claws. But I don’t think you’ll have to go to that extreme...I trust you.”

     Will extended a paw to Jackson. “Just speak from your heart and do what you can Jackie. It’s all I can ask. I just want to be assured that Gilly will be safe. That’s all.”

Present....

      The old Master Chief entered the office. “Are you ready? These rabbits are getting ancy. Some are thumping their feet.

      Darla stopped Jackson short and played with his little “rack” of ribbons on his chest. “Just go out there and speak to them like they’re family.....which they are to us in a way.”

     Jackson nodded before following the Navy Ram into the mess space...

     “Attention on me Shipmates!” The old sheep bellowed and all the rabbits jumped to their feet and sounded in unison...”Give us the word Master Chief!”

     “Argh Growler!” The Ram replied. “Sit!”

    At his command, all the bunnies sat at their tables or quickly on the floor so all would be able to see and hear their senior enlisted leader...

    “Shipmates? I am sure by now all of you here have heard of what happened aboard this ship a few weeks ago. I had intended to speak to all of you about the incident involving Seaman Electronics Specialist Gilly, an incident which unfortunately puts a negative spotlight on you bunnies. Ten of our former shipmates are awaiting courts marshal on charges of assault and threats of sexual violence. I will not speak to you myself....instead I have given the task to one of you. You......will all......listen. Petty Officer Wilde has my authority. You disrespect him and you directly disrespect me and then all the rain of hell will come upon you like a tidal wave and Fritz help your ass because he won’t be capable of saving it from my wrath....”

     The Master Chief leaned forwards....”Do you bunnies understand me?”

    The rabbits returned nods and gulps of worry.

     “Now....” The Ram continued. “Nothing that will be said in here? Shall leave here. Nothing you say no matter how offensive will be used against you. You are all here to get the dirty diapers cleaned and for now....there is a huge pile and a ton of stink to endure. That being said shipmates? Petty Officer Wilde? You have their attention.”

     “Thank you Master Chief.” Jackson replied as he climbed on a table and stood to look at the room full of rabbits...

     “Hello shipmates....most of you know me or know of me. How many of you before now...knew I was a hybrid? Show of paws?” Jackson surveyed the paws that went up. “So a good number of you knew I was a hybrid which means those who didn’t raise their paws are just new to our ship or work in divisions where they really wouldn’t know me. Ok? Tough question...how many of you think my mother’s a dirty slut and my father’s a no good hombrah pimp who raped her?”
 
      No paws went up. “Oh come on? You are completely open to speak your minds everyone, no one is going to be arrested, no one is going to get the boot, no one is going to get beat up. Master Chief’s promise is a solid promise, we need to get this all out right here....right now. Once again?  Tough question...how many of you think my mother’s a dirty slut and my father’s a no good hombrah pimp who raped her? Come on?”

      Two bunnies raised their paws timidly. “Ok....two. You?” Jackson pointed to one bunny, a light brown one with a red ordinance shirt on his uniform. “You? Come up here? I’m not going to throw a paw in your face....come up here.”

      The bunny stood next to Jackson. “So? You’re an ordinance handler? What’s your name?”

       “Seaman Argyle.” The bunny replied.

      Jackson gave Argyle a smile. “So? My mother is a whore and my father is a rapist. Where did you get that idea from?”

     “From my pastor in Bunny Borough.” Argyle said. “He says mixed species breeding poisons  our blood and endangers the future of our kind. The prophet says so.”

     Jackson took out his cell phone. “Lucky for us that I have the whole book of rabbits on my cell phone...let’s try some searches Argyle? I want you to try and list everything your pastor said about hybrids or bunnies having sex with other mammals...just some short words or phrases if you would please?” Jackson said as he held the phone to the other rabbits snoot.

“Umm.....species purity.” Argyle said....

Jackson waited till the search of the book was done. “Boink!” “Hmmm....nothing on species purity.” He said. “Try again.”

“Inter-species breeding”  Argyle said....

Jackson waited till the search of the book was done. “Boink!”“Hmmm....nothing on“Inter-species breeding.” He said. “Try again.”

“Hybrid kittens” Argyle said...

Jackson waited till the search of the book was done. “Boink!”“Hmmm....nothing on“Hybrid kittens” He said. “Try again.”

   The back and forth went on until Jackson pointed for Argyle to sit. “We just went through thirty word and phrase searches of the book of Rabbits and nothing Argyle asked for came up. Now another question....how many of you know what I do with fox tails? how many of you know that I play spades? or that I’m an electrician in the ISERM department? How many paws?”

   Jackson counted the raised paws....”Did I suddenly become stupid at playing cards? Do you think I can’t now groom foxes tails as before? Can I not now perform my job because my mother was a no good long eared slut and my father is a wicked bunny raping hombrah son of a bitch?”

    One of the bunnies raised a paw...”Jackie? You shouldn’t say that about your parents dude?”

    “My parents know I love them and they know this is so important that a little reality is needed. Reality being those who think exactly “that way” about “my” parents. The same way ten stupid idiots with no brains between their big ears thought about Seaman Gilly when they beat the snot out of him and threatened to shove a mop handle up his tail hole for being gay and kissing a wolf.
    All the bunnies were silent for a moment as Jackson paused....

  “Now! Right now! I want a show of paws as to how many of you were directly offended by Seaman Gilly. Was he looking at your cotton tail? Did he blow any of you kisses? Did he ask you to come to bed with him? Did he offer to suck your dick? Did he cop eyes on you in the shower stalls? Come on? Did any of you get offended or were you made uncomfortable in any way by Seaman Gilly? Show your paws right now.” Jackson said. He waited a few minutes but no paws went up.

   “None of you? Not one?” Jackson said. “In fact? The only way those ten jerks “knew” Gilly was gay was by a photo he dropped during an accident on the boat! I have known Seaman Gilly since boot camp and advanced school and here on the ship and all he’s ever done every day in port and out at sea is worked and kept to himself or played spades with myself and some of you. Not a single complaint to the contrary. I know Gilly and I don’t know any other rabbit who goes out of his way not to offend anyone and he didn’t “broadcast” himself out to every tail and ear because to him? His love life is no one’s business, he’s not a “flaunty fluff ball”. All Gilly ever does is the work that’s given him and then he goes to his rack or he plays cards with me and some of us or he goes some place quiet so he can write a love letter to his wolf.”

     Jackson pointed out one bunny....”Devon? Come up here?”

     The multi-colored gray, black, white and brown rabbit with long flowing fur came up next to Jackson. “Everyone here knows Clerk Specialist Petty Officer Devon? He’s our supply petty officer right? Anybody here care to say he’s not good at his job?”

     Some of the bunnies exclaimed Devon’s professionalism at his job and how cool he was.

    “Ok....Devon? Who are your parents? They’re both rabbits right? I mean they must be some seriously fur covered rabbits for you to be this “shaggy”?

     “No...” Devon replied. “My mother’s a wolf and my father’s a rabbit.”

      Some of the bunnies gasped.

    “Show em your teeth Devon?” Jackson asked. Devon opened his mouth and displayed his nice white canines behind his four rabbit “buck teeth”.
  
     “So?” Jackson gestured. “Devon’s a piece of snit now, I mean he’s a filthy hybrid like me right? So suddenly his supply skills are worth....nothing. Filthy disgusting hybrid bastard. I’m the son of a fox pounded slut right? Might as well kick us off the boat?” Jackson called for the Master Chief but a rabbit stood up and snapped at him....

    “What are you doing?!” The angry bunny asked.

    “Devon’s worthless and I’m worthless because we’re filthy hybrids. My mother’s a slut and my father’s a dirty fox so what worth am I? Devon and I are worthless so we might as well get processed out...”

     “Don’t be stupid Wilde?” The bunny yelped.

     “Why don’t you ask the ten rabbits sitting in the base brig over in Sandy Point what they were thinking? Be honest all of you? How many of you think Seaman Gilly’s a piece of snit because he’s gay? Worse yet? He’s sleeping with a male wolf and don’t think “he” has an easy life for it? How many of you think that Seaman Gilly is a threat to all bunny-dom? That if he’s not stopped right now and forced to change who he is to fit “your” comfort zone that the whole bunny species is going to go extinct? Honest question?”

      One of the gun room handlers stood up. “I don’t get the big deal myself, I mean come on? the Bunny Borough population counter keeps ticking up like crazy. One bunny alone is going to reverse that? And what did they do? They suckered Gilly into a compartment and jumped his tail, what cowards! If you don’t like him? At least give him the decency of honestly and tell him to his face!”

     Another bunny stood up...”But the scriptures in the book of rabbits speak time and time again the importance of family and broods! That only male and female can keep our species going. What? Are we going to find a way to put a uterus in Gilly’s stomach so he can get pregnant?”

     Another bunny jumped up. “The scriptures say nothing at all about bunny’s choosing to be gay or that that’s a crime?”

     “But rape is a crime in the book! Incest is a crime in the book! They bring nothing good to the whole warren! What good does a.....what good does a gay rabbit bring to the growth of our families?”

     “What good did ten idiots do for all of us by assaulting a shipmate who hasn’t done a damn thing wrong!” Came another shouting rabbit.

     “How can I take a shower now, knowing this “peter puffer tail” could be meat shopping flames in my butt?!” Another bunny snapped.

     “You don’t have an ass worth a gaze Winnerwill.” a rabbit joked. “Look at his uniform pants? Saggy ass right there!”

(room full of laughter)

       Jackson waved his paws around....”All right! enough!” He screamed. Jackson allowed the room to quiet down....

      “Let me come to point....” Jackson said, then he took a moment to pause....”We just lost ten of our shipmates over pointless stupidity, over something the prophet says in the good book that “we”.....as rabbits are forbidden to do!

“Chapter 30, Paragraph 14, verse 5....And Lord Frith gave us freedom of ourselves, that each rabbit would be diverse from another and that one from another and so forth. It is detestable for one rabbit to force another to his will for such brings displeasure, strife and heartache to the warren. Let reason, gentle conversation and discord tempered by affection rule over domination for in this the warren shall thrive. In the end all rabbits are one nation.”

       “One nation....let that sink in my friends? Yes....I am a hybrid...Devon is a hybrid...Gilly’s gay....we’re all our own traits and quirks and talents and thoughts but together? We’re all on the same ship! Every one of you right now can not be replaced...that takes time! It takes time to bring everyone up to the performance level we all need to survive, we don’t have time for stupid, ignorant, bull snit like what happened!”

        “We needed those ten shipmates we lost just as much as we need Seaman Gilly to keep doing what he’s been doing every day since he got to this ship. Every rabbit lost can not be easily replaced and every loss makes us weaker....not stronger. I don’t know about any of you but...I don’t want to tred water. If we lose this ship in a fight because we’re weaker than we should be everyone? We all go swimming....and guys?....I can’t tred water! We rabbits....and yeah I said that...we rabbits can’t swim very good! Look at each other because right now? We’re all we have, we have to depend on each other or everyone dies!”

         Jackson took a moment to think. “I’m asking all of you...I’m begging all of you not to throw Gilly into a prison of isolation. Not to live by old stupid prejudices that rip away more talent that we desperately need...guys...if you can’t see what’s going on in the world right now then you’re blind and stupid. This is not the time for prejudices and ignorance when our mothers and fathers and kinfolk and warrens are under the threat of death. We could be in the fight of our lives within weeks, perhaps hours and when the bullets start flying who gives a damn fluck in hell what Seaman Gilly is doing in his own bedroom?! That thinking will get all of us killed!”

        Jackson sighed....”I’m done talking...I can only say last that I know Gilly and he’s the best friend I have....hell....a lot of you as my friends are irreplaceable.....all of you as rabbits are irreplaceable. I know I’ve been talking a little long but I speak from my heart. I’m asking all of you to think of what matters the most to you....to each of you....and do the right and just thing as the prophet or whatever guides your thoughts to do...don’t abandon a bunny out in the cold. Don’t sacrifice the ability of this ship to function at its best or all of us will be in the same snit soup and buried in the same coffin. That’s all I have to say.”

         Jackson walked out, leaving the rabbit to mull over his sayings.

Nick and Judy’s house
Downtown
8am
September 15,2020


        “Eeeeeeep......eeeeeeeep.” Nick’s smart phone rang on his study desk as he sat sketching on a pad of drawing paper his idea for a small garden at the new cottage while Judy prepared breakfast...

       “Nicholas Wilde.” Nick said as he tapped the phone.

       “Good morning Nick.” The voice of Pop Bearenstain sounded. “How are you this morning?”

        “Hey Pop. Just waking up to the morning coffee.” Nick replied.

       “Well you’ll be happy to know that we’ve decided to buy your house by the agreement.” Pop said. “I’d like to set the time so the wife and I can come over and finish all the documents.”

        Nick took a deep breath...”Excuse me Pop...” He turned his head to the doorway...”CARROTS?! POP BEARENSTEIN IS ON THE PHONE! THEY’RE BUYING THE HOUSE!”

       The sound of Judy bouncing around the kitchen made Nick chuckle...”Oh great Pop. Now I have to put up with her wall bouncing all day long, thanks.”

       “Glad to be of service.” Pop Bearenstein replied. “Of course we’ll make ample time for you and the misses to get settled in your new home before we start moving in but we’re so happy for the house and for you Nick.”

      “I’m sure it will give you many good years Pop. Let me get breakfast and I’ll call you back to set up the closing meeting ok?” Nick replied.

      “Fine by me.” Pop replied. “Hear from you soon.”

      Nick clicked off the phone and went to get up....

      Then he fell hard to the floor!

      “OW! YIPE” Nick yelped as he tried to move....”Oh kay? Don’t panic...Um.....CARROTS?!”

      “Yes Nick! Breakfast is almost ready!” Judy replied buoyantly.

      “Um.....Carrots?!” Nick yelped again. “I....I kinda need some help?!”

       Judy came to the study door...”Nick?!” She cried as she dropped to her knees. “Nick?!”

       “Now....don’t pass a cow Carrots? I went to get up and I flopped. And.....right now I can’t feel my legs, talk about bad timing, warranty expiration...” Nick said as Judy carefully laid him on his back.

       “I’ll call Jag...” Judy said as she pulled out her cell phone. “You can’t feel anything?”

      “Well I certainly can’t lift my legs.” Nick replied. “Let me see if I can open my zipper and get a hard on.”

       “Nick? Really?” Judy sounded worried.

       “Carrots? I’m just making light of a situation that’s got me shivering like crazy.” Nick said as he waved a paw around. “Well if all goes South, I can make a nice book end or a door blocker or...a tire block.”

       It wasn’t long before Jag showed up. “Nick? You ok?”

      “I wanted to see what it’s like being an ant.” Nick said smiling. “No Jag...I went to get up and flop...now my legs won’t move.”

      Jag looked at Judy...”You better call “nine eleven”, we can’t move him.”

      “I’m calling Jackson first.” Judy worried.

      Nick grabbed her phone. “Don’t you call him and get him upset?” He snorted.

     “Nick!” Judy yelped.

     “Carrots?” Nick replied with a pointed paw finger. “Until a doctor says I’m a floor mat, you don’t call Jackie. Last thing I need is him flying through the city upset. This could just be a temporary discomfort. Do you really want Jackie upset?”

      Judy paused....

     “Judy? Do not call the boy. He’s got enough to think about. But call “Fen Fen”, can’t keep the little guy in the dark.” Nick said. “Jag? Get the drawing pad off my desk? I want to show Judy my idea for our new home garden.”

Fudge n Packers ice cream parlor
Downtown
9am
September 15,2020


       Mister Packer (a Bull Elephant) sat looking between the resume and the young wolf sitting on the other side of the table....

“Very neat and over dressed for the job. Wanting to make a good impression.” The big elephant thought to himself. “Sitting strait with a pleasant look, good manor, good speaking...”

  “So?” Mister Packer asked. “Let’s say...a customer is not satisfied with the food she has been offered and she cusses you out personally with a few bad words? How do you react?”

   Alex thought for a moment....”Mam? I’m sorry the food is not to your expectations. I’m just your server, I did not prepare your food. Allow me to get the manager to resolve your concerns?”

   Packer smiled. “Son? Where are more young mammals like you? You come for a server job dressed like you want to work at a law firm, your grooming is wonderful, your smile is infectious and you sit up like you mean business, where’s the rest of your generation?”

   Alex replied. “They’re all in the Marines like you were.” Alex said as he pointed to the Tattoo on Packer’s arm. “Obviously you were artillery.”

   “Are you going in?” Packer asked.

   “Bound and determined at 18.” Alex replied.

  “Frick...you’re hired. You start tomorrow.” Packer said with an extended hand.

   “Thank you Sir!” Alex yelped as he wagged his tail furiously in joy. “Well...my brother is out fifty zoo bucks!”

    Packer smiled. “Shouldn’t have made the bet. He must have coached you?”

   “He home schooled me.” Alex replied.

  “Well you tell him from me that he should be the school superintendent. Maybe we’ll get more young go getter mammals like you around here. Congrats “Jar-baby”.” Packer said.

   “Thank you Sir!” Alex said excitedly as he excused himself and strutted out the door pulling his cell phone out...

    “Hi Dad!” Alex yelped happily. “I got a job!”

    “That’s my kid!” Gordon yelped back. “When do you start?!”

   “Tomorrow.” Alex replied. “I’m going home to celebrate with Tina.”

    “Good on you Alexander.” Gordon said proudly. “As always you exceed my expectations.”

     Alex felt a warmth of affection...”I love you Dad. Thanks for.....you know?....For not throwing me and Will out the door...you know?”
  
      “No need to talk about that son.” Gordon replied. “It’s all past now. Just keep with your dream and don’t fall off the rails. And son?”

     “Yeah Dad?” Alex replied.

     “Wear a condom.” Gordon ordered.

     “That’s not the kind of celebration I had in mind Dad?” Alex snorted. “But of course I’ll keep one on the dresser draw just for you. Bye Dad.” Alex clicked off and dialed Kimba...”Hey Kim? I got the job.”

      “Great.” Kimba replied.

      “Wanna come over to the apartment and drag Isana and Asakawa with you?” Alex asked. “I’ll order lunch pizza and I got some stuff for mix drinks? We can all pass out in the apartment?”

       “Yeah! Fricken cool!” Kimba replied. “Be there at like one. We shouldn’t get too flucked up though? You got tickets to Gazelle’s concert?”

       “Yup.” Alex replied. “Let’s cool it on the booze then and just get soda. Take a few hours after to crash and snonker out.”

        “Cool.” Kimba replied.

ZPD Patrol Car 46
Officer’s Delahanty (Tiger) and Metadal (Cheetah)
Sousten District of downtown
9am
September 15,2020


      “HALT!” Delahanty screamed. “HALT!” He screamed once more as he and his partner chased a big Siberian Wolf from the street he was running down in his feral form into an ally where he bounded off the wall of a building and a wooden fence, kicking boxes and trash cans as he fled to frustrate his pursuers....

     “First Prink! Officers Delahanty and Metadal in pursuit of wanted suspect Rugger Howler! Request back up on our location and an overhead drone! Damn this guy’s fast!”

     “Gnitch!” Metadal yelped as a trashcan struck him in the legs and made him tumble onto his back! “That flucken does it!” The angry cheetah snarled as he morphed out of his uniform into full feral and took off with a burst of speed past his partner!

      “Damn it Meta!” Delahanty snapped. “This dogs not worth a bolt mammal! He’s dangerous as snit!”

      “Well running on two legs isn’t helping the situation partner!” Metadol snapped back as he closed on his target. “GIVE IT UP HOWLER! STOP!”

      Howler burst from the alley and into a back street where he wheeled around on his feet, pulled out a small paw gun and fired at Metadol as he came out of the alley. The bullet caught him square on the shoulder and spun him in the run like a top!

      “Damn! Meta!” Delahanty screamed as he pulled his service pistol and banged off a clip as Howler ran and dodged to get away from the enraged tiger. Meta? Talk to me mammal!”

      “Caught me square in the shoulder joint....” The cheetah replied as he sat up and held a paw to the wound. “That’s what I get for heroics huh?”

      Delahanty growled...”You were lucky.” He then snatched his shoulder radio. “Dispatch...officer down, officer down at 4th and Shepherd Street! Wounded in the shoulder! Car 46 has lost contact with the suspect. Request a tactical street flood and additional drones over my location. Suspect is armed and extremely dangerous.”

      Metadol gestured...”You could still catch him if you’d stop worrying about me dude! I’m fine! The wounds not that deep! Go! Go catch the son of a wolf bitch!” Metadol yelled. “I’ll be all right, get going! I’ll catch the first cruisers that show up.”

     Delahanty snarled and took off running, morphing into his four legged form as he tore down the street! “Bastard’s got a good spread on me already....fluck!” The tiger cop growled. He slid to a stop and resorted to his senses, his high nostral acuity taking in every smell and quickly processing it....”There you are mutt!” Delahanty said to himself as he went back to his two legged form and followed the scent trail to a small hotel...

     “Mam?! Delahanty...ZPD. Did you see a wolf come in here? Battleship gray and white, 5 feet 10 inches tall, white head tuft, scar with missing fur on the chin line?” Delahanty asked the female “Dic Dic” antelope behind the reception counter.

     “No officer...I just came out from the office in the back here.” The small antelope replied. “But we do have cameras, I can replay the last few minutes for you? Is he dangerous?”

     “He just shot a police officer.” Delahanty snarled. “I’d say that about gives him an “A” on the danger scale.”

     Suddenly a bell hop (a mouse) came running up Delahanty’s body and sat on his shoulder. “Officer? I saw the wolf you want.”

    “Good eye there little one.” Delahanty replied. “I’ll get you a nice block of good cheese for your help.”

    The mouse directed the Tiger to Room 83 on the fourth floor...”He’s in there.” The mouse said pointing. “He bought the room about three days ago. I’ve seen two other mammals go in and out, a Honey Badger and a Lynx, and they look just as rough as this wolf.”

     Delahanty placed the mouse on the floor and pushed him away gently with a paw...”Thanks citizen. Stay back from the door ok? This is going to get rough.”

     With one strong kick....Delahanty broke the door lock and sent the door off the hinges! “FREEZE....POLICE OFFICER!”

      Rugger Howler sat at a small table in the room with his feet propped up, smoking a cigar as if nothing was amiss....”Nice kick there kitty cat.” He said with a smirk.

     “Get on you feet with your paws up Howler. I won’t ask a second time before your head does a Picasso on the wall.....DO IT!”

     The wolf slowly stood up and raised his paws and was quickly thrown against a wall! “You shot a police officer “dick face”.” Delahanty snarled as he pulled a 38 revolver from Howler’s jacket.

     “Check the gun there Simon?” Howler snorted back. “There’s no live amo in it.”

     Sure enough....when Delahanty snapped open the six round cylinder...the cartridges were all blank rounds and none had been fired. “Makes no damn difference Howler. You pulled this weapon on a cop and we know you broke into that pharmacy. If you tell me where you hid the “junk” you took? Things might go easy for you in the pound?”

     “Fluck you cop.” Howler snarled. “I didn’t steal snit. You don’t have any proof because the camera’s at that joint haven’t worked in a month and those idiots weren’t shy about telling every dick and cunt fur about it. I didn’t take snit! I think I might file a complaint against your silly kitty ass for assault and harassment.”

     Another ZPD officer, A rhino named Petroni came through the broken doorway of the hotel room. “Del? Your partner’s going to be fine. What’s the doozy with this dish licker?”

    “He’s being a smart hump.” Delehanty replied. “He’s not saying snit. Let’s read him his rights and get him downtown.”

     Petroni looked around the room and noticed the note pad on the bed table....”Look at this?”

     Delahanty looked at the pad as he slapped cuffs on Howler. “FJH’s surprise? OK...interesting. Want to blab about this Howler?”

     “Just read me my rights and go fluck yourself kitty?” Howler snarled back.

      “Excuse me officers?” A calm yet distinguished voice sounded from behind. Delahanty and Petroni turned to see a well groomed Yak standing in the broken doorway...

     “I’m the owner of this hotel and it would have been nice if you allowed us to open the door with a pass key before you turned it into firewood.” The Yak said with a raised hoof hand finger.

     “Sorry Sir.” Delahanty replied. “This is a pretty dangerous character we have and we didn’t want anyone getting shot.”

     “By a blank gun.” Howler said waving his paw. “Blank gun pussy cat. Are you stupid?”

     “Watch your drool there ass sniffer.” Delahanty replied to Howler.

     “Well anyway gentlemen.” The Yak said. “I keep a pretty good observation of all our guests at this establishment and I’ve noted that this wolf here has a fondness for the classics of music and we have been getting into a lot of conversations with each other about symphony. I belive what you have in your possession there might be a code message to one of his accomplices where they can find the things he stole.”

        Howler gave off a low angry growl....

       “Oh ho!” Delahanty snickered. “Did he piss in your drinking water there puppy dog?”

       The Yak gestured. “If you officers will follow me please? I’ll explain what I’m thinking along the way.”

      Delahanty jerked Howler before him...”You’re being a little resistant there Howler? Something we should know?”

      The two officers with their suspect followed after the Yak. “You see? I love Hyden. Might as well call me a Hyd-a-phile because you can’t say you’d ever find another mammal like Gazelle who’s beauty fits his music, I mean, such a beautiful white tail capable of making such sweet symphony right? Any way? This note “FJH’s Surprise” could mean Hyden’s simplistic number 93 for his symphony 93....which just tickles me to death when I play it...”

     “Sir?” Petroni asked. “You’re starting to creep me out.”

     “So sorry.” The Yak replied. “Any way? Here we are....room 93 and you don’t need to break the door.”

      Delahanty looked down at Howler. “Tail’s a little flicky huh?”

     The Yak opened the door. “Officers?”

     Petroni entered the room and started to look around...”Yup? Guess what’s under the bed?” Petroni snorted as he pulled a stuffed pillow case out.

     Delahanty snickered to Howler...”Any more excuses there buddy pup? I suggest you keep your yapper shut while I give you your rights. Then perhaps I’ll give you a doggie cookie for good behavior.”

     “Shove a hot poker up your pooch....sand scratcher.” Howler snarled back.

ICERM shop, Destroyer Growler
9am
September 15,2020


     Jackson gently tapped Albert who was sleeping at his desk on the equipment shelf...”Albert? Al?” Jackson asked. “Al? You’re sleeping, wake up.”

     “Ugh....” Albert replied. “I don’t know if I can make it all day.”

    “Are you sick?” Jackson asked.

    “No.” Albert replied. “I was up all night with “My My” and Tanya between talking concepts and fooling around....more concepts.....more fooling around.....more fooling around...ugh....I really fooled around too much, how does a female mouse get all that energy?”

    Jackson chuckled...”She must like you two a lot?”

    “We’re kindred nerds ok?” Albert said as he adjusted his glasses. “I need more coffee.”

    “So you’re not going to make it to Gazelle’s performance huh?” Jackson asked.

   “I’ll suffer through it.” Albert replied. “We promised Tanya a good seat on the ship. You better go check “My My” and make sure he hasn’t passed out in the junction box he’s working in right now.”

    “I’ll do that.” Jackson replied. He then stopped to pull out his ringing smart phone. “Hi Mom.” Jackson answered.

     “Jackie? I want you to be very calm and don’t panic. If your father finds out I called you, he’s going to be upset. We’re at Central Hospital downtown right now and I’m waiting for the doctor to come back and talk to us.”

      Jackson took a deep breath. “Dad?”

     “He fell in his study this morning.” Judy replied....”Jackie? He can’t feel his legs.”

     Jackson took a moment to close his eyes and think...”Ok....I’ll just tell Darla you went to the hospital and we’ll wait for you to call again. Mom?”

     “Yes Jackie?” Judy replied sounding upset.

    “Mom? Don’t blame yourself and don’t go to pieces? Dad needs you. I love you very much.” Jackson said as he petted his phone. “We....love you very much.”

     “Ok....” Judy said.....then she hung up.

     Jackson went to Chief Fireball’s office and knocked on the door. “Chief? Petty Officer Wilde?”

     “What’s up?” Fireball asked.

    “I may have to ask for some leave time Chief.” Jackson said. “It’s my Dad. He’s got some medical issues that are serious and he’s in the hospital right now. My mother wants me to wait for her to call back.”

     Fireball reached into a desk draw and pulled out a form...”Fill it out and give it back, I’ll rush it up the chain to the skipper.”

     “Thanks Chief.” Jackson said.

     “And Wilde?” Fireball said. “Good talk this morning to the other rabbits. Elrid, Erin and Alphonse stuck their heads in here this morning. They all want to do something for Seaman Gilly to make him feel better. You have good potential to move up the ranks quick, don’t blow it.”

     “Yes Chief.” Jackson replied. “Glad to hear that from those guys.”

    Jackson quickly walked over to Elrid, a brown colored 3rd class bunny. “Elrid? Can you go check on Myler at the box he’s working in? Make sure he’s not sleeping? He and Trundle kinda over did it last night.” Jackson asked.

    “No problem.” Elrid replied. “Hey? If you have Gilly’s phone number? Let me call him?”

    Jackson pulled out his cell phone. “Sure....here you go.” He replied as he showed Elrid the number then quickly went down to the “Hull Tech” shop where Darla was busy welding a new section of water piping on a bench....

    “Dar?” Jackson said as he came up. “My Dad’s in the hospital.”

    The female otter stopped to raise her welding hood. “Is he alright?”

    “He took a fall.” Jackson replied. “I’m just waiting for my mother to call back. She’s really upset. I’m getting ready to take some time off.”

    Darla played with her lips.

    “Don’t worry.” Jackson said smiling. “You know my Dad? “Son? This is not as bad as it looks. You take your girl to Gazelle’s performance. Go live your life. I’m ok...” And then I’ll call bull snit, complain a little and we’ll still go or I’ll never hear the end of it.”

     “Gazelle is not family.” Darla said. “Let me speak to my Chief and see if he’ll let me go the rest of the day.”

Central Hospital
Downtown
9:30am
September 15,2020


     Nick lay flat on his back on the examination bed yet that didn’t stop him from taking a brush to “Shantelle” to puff his tail up. He turned his head to look at Judy who sat “ancy” in her chair...

   “Carrots? Breath or you’ll pass out?” Nick asked softly.

“Why did this have to happen now?” She asked. “Nick?”

“Shut it carrots? Shut it? This was an eventuality we couldn’t control remember? We don’t know for certain till the doctor says so. Makes no difference. You being upset and having self blame makes me upset and right now I need my comfort bunny.”

Judy gasped and threw herself on Nick’s chest...”It’s going to be fine Judy.” He said as he patted her head. “Everything’s going to be ok.”

     The doctor, a sheep, entered the room...”Good morning everyone. Nick.” He said as he sat down.

     Nick settled Judy into sitting up on the bed with him holding her paw...”Let’s have it Doc. No fuss...just the simplistic.” Nick asked.

     “Yes....” The sheep replied. “You have lost the ability to walk and for now? It’s perminant.”

     Nick tightened his grip on Judy’s paw and pulled her arm as she started to shake. “Carrots? No....” Nick commanded. “I guess you should call Jackie now? And tell him that if he wants to come and see us? Please be damn careful and not speed like a bat out of hell?” Nick said to his wife as he allowed her to slip off the bed.

     “Is there nothing that can be done for him?” Judy asked. “Nothing?”

     The doctor shook his head. “Nothing. Save what must be done from here on for your husband’s continued good health. The blessing to all this is that Nick is indeed in great physical shape for a fox his age. Losing his legs aside...he can expect a long and healthy life ahead.”

      Instead of calling Jackson....Judy quickly sent him a text and returned onto the bed to sit with Nick as Jag helped him to sit up...
  
      “Well?” Nick said smiling. “On the plus side I can still very much feel my tail and...my other “flag pole” as well.”

       “Nick!” Judy snapped as she slapped him off the shoulder.

      “Gotta ensure the priorities carrots?” Nick replied with a shrug.

      The doctor gestured with his hoof hand. “Now...I should be up front and honest and speak to you both and I would assume this tiger here is your home care provider?”

      Nick looked at Jag. “He is....even if we move to Aiden? I can’t replace him.” The fox said with a smile. ‘He’s my juice.”

      The doctor continued...”You must both understand that periods of depression will happen in your case Nick, even though we have worked together for months to prepare you for this period in your life. Activity, exercise and relationship is very important to your continued health. Your legs may be worthless but they still need to be exercised and conditioned to prevent atrophy. There are the dangers of blood clots, infections and nervile de-gration with your condition. I must also be frank and honest that as you age Nick? Things will become more difficult for you.”

      Nick gave Judy a kiss....”I married a girl who doesn’t care about the difficult. Right Carrots? I don’t see failures, I take opportunities.”

      “And that’s a good outlook to always have.” The Doctor replied. “We have some more tests to finish so you’ll need to stay here for another two hours. After that we’ll sit and talk some more. Are you all right Nick?”

     “Yeah.” Nick replied. “Just making a mental note of what I can do now....doorstop, foot warmer, door draft blocker, neck warmer, cute conversation piece on the coffee table...”

      Nick slowly ran his tongue over his wife’s cheek. “My tongue still works?”

      Judy sobbed a little but giggled as Nick pulled her to his chest...”You like that huh? The tongue still works?”

      “Moving to Aden is going to be a chore.” Judy gulped.

      “Oh?” Jag replied. “And I guess all I am is a flower arrangement huh?”

      “I didn’t want to bother you. We can’t pay you enough.” Judy said.

      “And since when do I look like I worry about money?” Jag replied. “You’ll move on time, trust me. I’m also sure that Jackson can sort of work some polar bears into giving some help So stop fretting Judy.”

      “Ohhhhh.....” Judy sighed. “So much at once.”

      Nick poked her in the head. “I still need to see Stu, Carrots. You promised me? I suppose when we get out of the hospital today? It wouldn’t be a problem to go to Bunny Borough right? After all, everyone will be coming into the city tonight.”

       Judy worried....”But Nick?”

       “Carrots?” Nick replied. “Don’t keep me from seeing your father one last time? Please? I can handle what happens, believe me?”

Mayor’s Executive Mansion
Downtown
9:30am
September 15,2020


       A full plate of a day split into three different concerns all requiring the same intensity. Gazelle’s performance in the evening. An address to the entire population of Zootopia. A letter to a mammal Caesar hadn’t met nor knew how to properly declare as to title, pomp or decorum. Every letter being put to keystroke could mean the last gasp of peace or the inauguration of war. It had been hundreds of years since Zootopia suffered the cataclysm of the hundred year Preditorial Civil War after the fall of old Lupinian Rome. It had started with paw to paw murdering as predators who stuck fast to the old ways broke ranks with predators who felt the old ways would lead to mass extinction. It end with machine guns, rifles and blood spilling trench warfare upon the Mamre plains north of the city where thousands of predators and prey met their ends in a horrific slaughter.

        Whole species were destroyed. All but few of the avians were wiped out. A whole species of pigeons destroyed themselves as messengers and flying suicide bombs. The great apes, Chimps and other simian species died on barb wire before machine guns or from being gassed to death by phosgene. The only reason the war ended was the general fear and a universal sickness that finally took hold. There hadn’t been a day or week out during his tenure so far that Caesar hadn’t visited the “monument of sorrows” in the center of the city where a statue of a rabbit lying on and grieving over his dead lion comrade in arms didn’t move him to seek peace at any price save surrender or slavery. Now with all this in mind...Caesar struggled to put thought to words and words to writ.

       From what he had learned about Kzinti culture, the Heikah (Hay-Kah) or “High Kzin” or “The most high sovereign Kzin” or a multiple of titles and honorifics bestowed upon the spiritual leader of the race... He was considered perfect, inviolate, pure and worth the beneflection of a diety. No ordinary citizen could gaze at his picture, nor directly hear his voice nor gaze upon his countenance in any manor. He was the unbroken regent of a line that mythically spread back to the Kzinti diety Khanshinsawa, the “son of the sun” so to speak. Caesar, the simple son of mammals was trying to elevate his words to those befitting a son of gawd. Certainly in literature a near impossible task of Herculean efforts which could determine the lives of countless thousands upon a fearsome alter of war.

Note: Read the letter Franklen D. Roosevelt sent Japanese Emperor Hirohito before Pearl Harbor.

       As he sat over his pondering and fretting, The big white lion had missed seeing his son Kimba and his little sister Kitty coming into the study...

      “Dad?” Kimba said as he stood at the desk. “I brought you some coffee and a “meat witch”. Mom said you missed breakfast.”

       Caesar rested his head on a paw and tapped a paw finger on the desk. “Yeah....I guess I’ve been zoned out this morning Son. Thanks.” Caesar said. He then thought....”Perhaps I need a different perspective?”

     “Kimba? Kitty?” Caesar asked. “Maybe you both could help me? How would you talk to gawd?”

     Kimba and Kitty looked at each other. “Uh? Hi gawd? What’s up?” Kimba replied with a shrug. “Why do you want to talk to gawd Dad? I mean it’s kinda easy?”

     Caesar sighed....”I wish it was that easy Son.” He replied. “The gawd I’m talking about is a living, physical mammal. He’s the Kzinti emperor and his subjects see him as the living manifestation of gawd.”

    Kimba leaned against the desk...”Dad? I’m scared.” Kimba said. “My friend Alex is looking to join the Marines and I’m scared to death.”

    Caesar sighed...”Do you think your old Dad isn’t? Anyone who claims a white lion can’t have fear isn’t living in reality. Son? I’m lost, I don’t know what to say? What if I write this letter and it’s not received well? What if it falls short? What if it provokes an attack? It’s one thing to send a letter to just an “ordinary mammal”...another when you’re sending it to one who commands such total and absolute loyalty from his subjects that anything written could provoke a jihad?”

   Caesar slackened and buried his head in his big paws....”I can’t.....I can’t write it.”

    Kimba felt as equally lost and forlorn....yet Kitty walked around him, went to her father and climbed on his big lap...

    “Dear Gawd.” She started. “My name is Caesar Leo. I am the Mayor of Zootopia. I give you my big paw as a friend because I hate war. I hope you hate war too. War is so stupid. Why can’t we be friends? Why can’t we talk? Please talk to me? I want to be your friend.”

     Caesar looked up then at the face of his youngest child...”From the mouths of babes? Simplicity.” The big lion said as he gave his daughter a hug and for a moment was silent as he gently licked her on the top of the head...

     “How I needed that so bad?” Caesar said. “You are a little genius my sweet Kitten. Thank you.” Caesar put Kitty on the floor and shoo’d her to her brother. “Thank you....both of you. I am new to my purpose now. You prove to me that I still have hope.”

      Kimba stood proudly tall....”You can do it Dad. I know you can.”

       Caesar watched as his children walked out of the study then he proceeded to write again....

Your most excellent sovereign and high majesty,

I.....the Mayor of the state of Zootopia give to you warm salutations and extend to your excellency my paw in friendship and hope that as fellow predators and leaders of mammals we may both attain understanding and peace in a long and difficult relationship which has brought no positive benefit to our two nations.....


Will and Gilly’s Apartment
Sahara Square
9:30am
September 15,2020


      Bobby was pissed off as he sat with the others and Will after hearing Will describe the beating Gilly took...

     “You need to take this to the flucken media, you need to get protesters in the streets, screw those jack boot, jack rabbit, zelot mother fluckers!” Bobby snapped.

     “Hey!” Gilly yelped. “Those “jack boot” rabbits are my kin Bobby! Watch your snoot!”

     Bobby turned to Will. “Are you just going to let them get away with this?! You know how anti-gay the whole rabbit species is? But you’re willing to throw your lover right back into the snit soup? Next time Will? He’s going to get shanked! Some bunny’s are probably steaming for pay back for the ten that went to the brig....fluck the military’s reputation!”

     Will stood up. “I’m going to handle it my way Bobby! End of discussion!”

      Omaha the female cat stood up with her paws out....”Guys please? The passions are going to run hot on this, I understand how both of you feel but Gilly’s made his choice to go back and he feels confident he’ll have no more problems. Can’t you trust him to make his own choices?”

     Both Bobby and Will looked at Gilly and slowly sat down...”I’m sorry Gil.” Bobby said waving a paw. “I just got so upset. I know what getting “gay bashed” feels like. I have two ribs to remind me of it. I.....I just lost my head.”

    “Sigh....” Gilly breathed out....”To be honest? I’m totally scared three ways to Sunday but if I chose to stay on shore duty? My chances at fast promotions are done for, I need sea duty quals and my next test is coming soon. I know there’s risks but I have good friends who will bend over backwards to keep me safe. And one of them by the way is a “fox-bunny” not a jack boot, jack rabbit thug.” Gilly stopped to think. “Well? Maybe the “thug” thing is a little loose? I don’t really know how he fits in with the mafia but....”

    Will replied. “Jackson’s in the mafia?”

     “Well sort of and not sort of...I dunno....I don’t ask....all I know is that he’s sort of plowing the bunny grass and pulling the weeds on the Growler so I feel better....but not a hundred percent.” Gilly said as he placed coffee on the coffee table. “Any way? Thanks everyone for letting me have a little fun with your meeting?”

     Bobby snickered. “You need to loose more weight in the butt so those frilly’s fit better there.... “Coffee girl”. Bobby stood up and slipped a twenty Zoo buck in the garder around Gilly’s thigh... “There’s twenty sugar....dance for us?”

      Omaha shuddered and shook a paw....”Ah.....no, no, no, noooooo thanks. Sorry Gilly?...just that....wow....I can dance and look hot. You dance and still look male.”

     Gilly busted out laughing....”Pffft! LOL! Oh Frith Omaha! Look at your face!”

     Omaha threw a couch pillow....”Oh blow it out your cotton tail?!”

    “She’s red! I swear her fur turned red!” Gilly said playfully as he wiggled his butt at Omaha. “Try hitting the target for once Omaha!”

      Will sighed....”Can we get back to the final preps for Gazelle? I have to meet her on the ships this afternoon.”

      “Ok...” Bobby replied. “But first? I got rumors through some friends on Telepaw that the reason the “DOY” (Director of Intelligence)  and the SECDEF (Secretary of Defense) left their jobs was because they got caught....doing what we suspected they were doing or...what our Navy contact believed was happening.”

     Will replied. “Are you kidding?”

    “Nope.” Bobby said. “I have four different sources. One of them is a contact with the DAA (Defense Analysis Agency) in the Navy Department. ”

      “You’re sure about this?” Will asked.

     “Well they’re only second and third source but they’re pretty reliable.” Bobby replied. “I don’t think we should blow it open since it seems the mayor handled it when he found out. But I would be interested in pushing to see what they found out from these little excursions.”

       Gilly walked into the kitchen to make some snacks when his smart phone rang on the counter...”Hello?” He answered.

       “It’s Petty Officer Elrid from ICERM. How you doing Gilly?” Elrid asked.

       “I’m alright.” Gilly replied as he sat at the kitchen table. “I’ll be back tomorrow after the concert.”

      “I wanted to call you to say that....that I’m not keen on the whole gay thing. I want to be honest with you. But I also want you to know that no matter what? I have your back. So does Erin and Alphonse. I mean....you don’t go around with like? You know....50 or 60 mammals?” Elrid asked.

       “Sheesh Eli? Am I that bad a whore?” Gilly snickered. “Sheesh...my boyfriend will really be pissed to hear I’m that big a slut.”

       “You know what they say dude?” Elrid asked. “Or.....at least the popular stuff? You know....orgies and swap meets and....”

       “No! No....no.....no.....no......and no.” Gilly yelped. “Snit! if I was that pervy? My tail would be an express tunnel.”

        “Gill? The visuals mammal? Really?” Elrid replied as an audible head slap could be heard.

        “Eli? I promise....there is one mammal and one only for me ok? The love of my life, my toothy pillow, my snuggle muffin, my wolfie woof woof....” Gilly said smiling.

        “Ok fine....fine.” Elrid replied. “Your business not mine ok? I just want you to know that ICERM is your safe haven if you have problems. That’s a lot of pissed off teeth to get to you so we’re glad you’re coming back. We can’t do our job without you.”

       Gilly smiled. “That just made my whole day Elrid. Would it bother you if Will and I could take you to dinner? Prove to you that we won’t after dinner “date rape” you?”

        “Some how? I don’t feel threatened by that. Yeah....let’s do dinner. See you back aboard Shipmate.” Elrid said good bye and hung up the phone leaving Gilly feeling like cloud nine as he went to finish making snacks.

Central Hospital
Downtown
10:00am
September 15,2020


      Jackson entered the examination room to find his father sitting as if he was home watching television at home. The news was playing live from the three destroyers as preparations continued for Gazelle’s performance and Nick looked absolutely un-phased by his situation...

      “There he is!” Nick said buoyantly. “And with no speeding tickets.”

      Jackson walked up to the bed and reached down to hug his father...

      “Where’s Mom?” Jackson asked.

      “Probably with Darla.” Nick replied. “I thought you and I should have some father/son time alone.” Nick said as he patted the bed side. “It’s good to see your handling it calmly. Your mother needs that.”

       “What did the Doctor say?” Jackson asked. “This is permanent isn’t it?”

       “Yup!” Nick replied as he patted his legs. “Legs no longer work-ee. Your old Dad has to use the silly butt cart full time. But think about it jackie? Look at these arms Son? I am going to be a well up-gunned fox!”

        Nick looked at his son’s face. “Oh no! Don’t you go getting any ideas about coming home?”

       “I’m not Dad. Honest.” Jackson replied. “It’s just having to accept that you can’t walk any more. Remember how we used to dance all over the place? Cub scout meetings? School social studies fairs, talent shows? You had me dancing in a diaper to MC Slammer pulling that street scam to get that new stove for Mom?”

        Nick laughed....”It was classic!”

        “It was a tragedy.” Jackson snorted. “I swear I needed therapy and you never got me that which is why I’m screwy now.”

        “You are perfect.” Nick replied. “And you’re going to keep to your career, marry Darla, pump out ten grandkids so your mother stays busy and give your old Dad a job with the Navy. As a signal flag.”

        Jackson laughed....”Dad? How do you feel?” He asked.

      “I feel great!” Nick replied. “Just a little bump in my stride kid. I’m already scheming new ways to use the useless leg angle for some pity scams. Of course you’re a little too big for the diaper gig but your Uncle Fen Fen would do it.”

      “Fen Fen would kill you if you decided to do it in your condition.” Jackson replied. “So when will the new family move into the house?”

      “It’s going to take time Jackson.” Nick replied. “We’re shooting for thirty days.”

      “Well I’m going to get you help so you get it done in fifteen days.” Jackson replied with a pointing paw finger. “Me and Darla are thinking of another month before our wedding day and we want you and Mom in the cottage in Aiden before that.”

       Nick nodded back. “We’ll try to make that happen. In the meantime son?” Nick asked Jackson. “Your mother will need to hear from you and Darla a lot. Even with all the prep work that went into my being ready for my legs to becoming cheep Raman Noodles? Your mother still blames herself too harshly. Right now? She is our every focus you understand?”
    
      Jackson nodded. “Yes Dad.”

      “And...” Nick said. “Always remember to make Darla happy. Every day from the time you wake up to when you go to bed....make.....her....happy. Little things, big words, flowers, kisses, nibbles in the ear, tickles on the tail....make....her....happy. Then? I’ll be happy and won’t care that my legs end up in a knot.”

     “Yes Dad.” Jackson replied as he patted Nick’s paw.

      “Good.” Nick replied. “Better stay around because I’m going to be discharged in a few minutes and I may need some help. We left the butt cart home.”

The Destroyers Growler, Savanna and Gnu York
Tied up below the Witty Arson Bridge between the city and the tri-Burroughs
11am
September 15,2020

     “No...no....” Hunter Hawk yelled as he waved from the shoulder of one of Gazelle’s tigers. “The spot lights go there....and there.....and there. The pyro canisters go here.....here.....here and there.” The busy squirrel chirped to the production crew manager as his gang of elephants and cats labored to get everything ready and on time for the performance. He then turned to the Captains of the three destroyers...

    “Now it’s very important that Gazelle gets to meet and see all the small mammals first when she pulls up to the gangway so from bunnies on down all of them should be the side mammals and among the first sailors she gets to hug and show affection too...not slighting your other crewmembers Sirs but you know how she feels about the small ones?”

     Commander Winsor spoke for the other Captains. “You made that pretty clear Mister Hawk. When we hear she’s on her way, we will set things accordingly.”

     “Good!” Hunter replied. “Trust me....you’re all going to get a show to remember. After all? It’s for all you mammals because you deserve the attention and admiration. That’s Gazelle’s whole focus besides her retirement.”

     Commander Tedder (Bull Dog) of the GnuYork asked...”Why doesn’t she run for office? Not that I don’t have respect for Mayor Leo but Gazelle’s education credits alone and her activism? She’d land slide with no doubt.”

    “Nah...active politics is not her cup of tea Sir. She feels she has more of an impact outside the messy chaos of suit and tie, dinner party fist fighting. Leave that to the more aggressive types.” Hunter replied. “She should be showing up in another hour...so many interviews to meet and do, how she keeps her schedule leaves me chewing my tail.”

Alex and Tina’s new apartment
The Flockerton Apartment complex
Downtown
noon
September 15,2020


      “Diggy, dig, dig in!” Alex yelped as he dropped the stack of pizza’s on the living room table. “Something for everyone!”

      Kimba came through the door late dragging Speedy (cheetah) behind him. “I picked up this slut off of 3rd and Flock.”

     “Got your slut hanging.” Speedy snorted as he gestured to his crotch. “Dude! Sweet pad Alex!”

     “Yeah!” Alex replied. “And not a bad price for a two share.” The midling wolf yelped as he passed a plate of slices to Tina. “Here Tina. Uh? I think it’s faux deer fawn meat?”

      Tina took a bite. “Yup! Isn’t it cool how they can make almost any fake meat seem like the real thing? Last time I had “dummy” meat was when my father went hunting when I was nine. Came back with butchered and bloody slices....mmmmmm....I swear I orgasm’d.”

      “I like faux bull myself.” Speedy said as he sniffed then chewed up a pizza slice. “Specially when it has that....natural feed....taste like it just went grazing.”

       Isana (fox) gestured. “Still can’t believe your parents allowed you to get an apartment while still in school. And with a female? My mother would have bit my snoot off....”Oh no you will not!”

       Asakawa snickered. “Like you’d leave? He has a secret fetish to mate with his own mother. He told me.”

       “Oh fluck you stink hole!” Isana snapped. “He’s mister incest champion. Has a picture, I snit you not, he has a picture on his smart phone of his mother in a shower!”

       Isana flashed the picture off, covering some of it with his paw. “Yes I do. I flash it sometimes in public to help my mother find another mate after she dropped my tail hole piece of snit father who left her? For a horse.....a MALE horse!”

       Alex cringed. “Ewwww...brutal. Is your dad the pitcher or catcher?”

       “Don’t care.” Isana snorted. “Hope he catches STD and fricken dies.”

       Tina petted Isana...”I’m sorry you suffer that so much?”

       “It hasn’t stopped me yet.” Isana said determined. “My goal is to success shame the hell out of him to see the cruelty of his choice. You don’t stab me and my mother in the back and think you’ll get away with it.”

        Asakawa frowned. “Your wish for revenge makes you look so less attractive...and friendly.”

        “I’m not your friend, I am your rival.” Isana snorted. “I swear Asakawa, I will beat you in grade points and at tennis, mark my words I will.”

        Alex softly said...”They’re gay lovers.”

        “I’ll give you love!” Isana snapped. “With my teeth you flea farm mutt.”

         “Dirty dust mop vulpine snit.” Alex replied.

        “Everyone please?” Speedy asked. “Pizza? Friends? Food? Gazelle? Who’s going?”

       “Everyone is going.” Alex replied. “Hopefully the bridge will hold everyone. We’ll have to get an early start before that thing gets crowded.”

        “Yes.” Tina replied. “If we could some how come up with a boat, that would be better.”

       “Then we couldn’t see the stage work.” Asakawa pointed out. “Unless we could hook up with someone with a boat and someone with a drone?”

        “Hah! Have that on two fronts!” Speedy snapped proudly. “I think I have just the mammal to call! My cousin.....Fancy Fanny.”

         Kimba buried his face in his paw....”Oh for the love of Mike....please?”

         Alex snickered. “What is he? A tranny?”

        “Do you want me to maul you?” Speedy warned Alex. “ Unfortunately for “you” Alex? “He” is a female. “Fancy Fanny is my favorite cousin, very well off, extremely talented, a fashion diva and very simple to connive....”
 
        “And very annoying, hello? Zootopia to Speedy Cheetah?! Hello?! We won’t be able to enjoy Gazelle because Fancy will be too busy showing herself off and telling us her life story? Oh gawd of the great plains of Africa, are you snitting me Speedy?”

        “Well you being the son of the big Mayor Kimba? Keeping Fancy “zoned in” shouldn’t be a problem. She has a liking for you remember?”

       “Yeah....” Kimba snorted. “Filthy “cub-phile”...the nerve of her! She actually tried to lick my rear end at a pool party!”

      “Because someone spilled cracker dip on you and she was trying to be nice and clean it up ok? Sheesh Kimba get a clue?” Speedy snorted.

      “I wouldn’t mind spilling cheese dip on my butt for a free lick.” Alex snickered.

      “SLAP!” Tina gave him a slap in the snoot!

       “Damn! I was just kidding Tina?!” Alex said as he rubbed his nose.

       “Next time maybe I’ll rub your snoot in snit?” Tina snorted.

       “You wouldn’t lick cheese wiz off my rump?” Alex asked as he patted his rear end. “It’s a very nice rump you know? Look?” The wolf teen said as he balanced a soda on his rump. “See? Perfect.”

       Kimba shrugged. “Ok Speedy? If you can engineer on your cousin then fine...I’ll....suffer the indignity of being the target of a “Mary Kay Latern-doe”.

       Speedy wrapped an arm around Kimba’s shoulder. “That’s my little lamb chop. I’ll even throw in gravy for a good pre-basting?”

Alpaca boat Landings
Haymarket in Savanna Central
noon
September 15,2020


      The urge to run hit Gazelle pretty hard the moment the figure in the hoodie pulled his hood down and exposed the visage of any young-mammal’s nightmare about the boogy mammals called the Kzinti. The deep orange colored fur, the menacing looking tiger eyes, the larger than normal paws with razor sharp talon like cat claws, the fangs sticking from the jowls, the webbed ears...

      Gazelle stood almost cringing for a moment with her hoof hand to her mouth, fighting the urge to run and flee bleating in terror from the towering cat....yet the wolf cub now beseeching her to remain still...sounded assuring that the big predator was not here to seek blood and murdering.

      Gazelle collected herself and gasped...”Please forgive me...I thought you might have been trying to pull a prank or a performance..” She said as she patted her breasts...”Obviously? That’s not the case is it?”

      Morty gestured to Kawam-ura...”Miss Gazelle? May I present to you Kawam-ura Tomodachi. He is from Kzin and has lived here in Zootopia in sequester for some time. Kawam-ura? This is Gazelle...”

      Kawam-ura reached out with an open paw...”It is indeed a pleasure to meet she who is called an angel by her fellow mammals. Indeed after listening to some of your music? The title of adoration is well deserving.”

      Gazelle gently took hold of the large paw...”I give you welcome from myself and our citizens of our great City Kawam-ura?”

      “Toe-moe-dah-chay” Miss Gazelle. In my language it means “dear and close friend” which is my hope for our counties.” Kawam-ura said with a bow.

      Gazelle turned to Morty. “This is......I must say.....I am stunned at this surprise. Does Kzin know he’s been here?”

      “They will after tonight.” Morty replied. “Kawam-ura Tomodachi requests for you to make time during your performance that he may try to speak to the city and his fellow country-mammals.”

        Kawam-ura nodded. “It is most urgent that you allow this good Gazelle. Such as it could mean the difference between peace and terrible war. I have lived so long here and have come to a great deal of respect for Zootopia and her mammals. We must do what we can to reverse the course of my nation! Will you help us?”

         Gazelle thought for a moment then nodded. “You need not ask twice. I will speak to my manager to allow time but I think it would be best till then that you remain hidden. You being seen climbing aboard one of our warships could be?......troubling.”

        Marty replied. “That’s fair enough.”

        “But? What brought you to come to Zootopia?” Gazelle asked Kawam-ura.

        “Feline curiosity.” Kawam-ura replied. “If the intent of our vicious propaganda was to scare me into having hatred for Zootopia? The government I would say abysmally failed. Compared to Zootopia in terms of film production? My country is a little lacking in quality and imagination.”

         Gazelle gestured...”And the most fascinating thing you discovered about us?”

         “Food.” Kawam-ura replied. “I was surprised that your predators are still allowed to hunt even with the advances you have in meat and protean production. Kzinti would not appreciate protean sources of food and insects....we are still as our fathers and their fathers were before us. We...hunt prey mammals...” Kawam-ura gestured with a paw...”Forgive me?”

        Gazelle replied. “Oh no...I’m usually not shocked by such things. We couldn’t completely deprive our predator citizens of their ancient rights, you can’t completely suppress thousands of years of DNA...which is why Zootopia manages the northern lands of the country with “dummies”. Mammals that have and will never “progress” to our level of living...of course as a member of the “prey” class, I am opposed to it even thought it is necessary to keep the balance in our land. I have perhaps....distant relations who are Gazelle, antelope and “Dic Dic” who are.... hunted by season.”

        Kawam-ura nodded...”We too take the same approach yet prey mammals in our land have no rights be they dumb or cleaver. I am not in a station of life which would permit knowledge but I have heard rumors that prey mammals are slaves to the higher classes who are often worked to death or hunted and killed for sport or put on large farms to produce meat stocks. That is just rumors...my family are farmers and tenants on large estates run by Daimyo. We are considered lowly wretches.”

       Gazelle smiled warmly and gave Kawam-ura a hug...”Here you are not a wretch. Here you are an equal and a warm friend.”

      Kawam-ura hugged her back...”This I am blessed with joy for.”

City Counsel Chamber
Downtown
noon
September 15,2020


      Porky adjusted everything one more time, placing emphasis on the rows of award ribbons and medals and adjusting the garrison cap atop his boss’s head...

     “There Sir...You’re ready.” Porky said as he stepped back and took the speech folder from “Wild E” and handed it to Bugs.

     “Give em the big feet Sir.” “Wild E” said as he saluted.

     Bugs looked at his two aids and nodded seriously...”You’ve both been unswerving in your loyalty. I appreciate that. I might tick off this counsel which would or could mean my ordered removal from Command for what our efforts are worth. Just wanted to show my gratitude to you two.” Bugs said as he patted Porky and “Wild E” on their shoulders.

     “Remove you hell they would.” The coyote growled. “That would be a real display of mammalian stupidity.”

      “Your facts are valid Sir.” Porky remarked. “They dismiss you and the whole city will scream. Trust us.”

       Bugs took a deep breath. “Courage to the crazy I guess? I’ve never been known not to be crazy to some around here.” The tall grey March Hare said as he turned and walked through the doors and into the city counsel chamber where the representatives of the districts and Burroughs sat behind a large semi-circular and decorative platform...

      The counsel Speaker banged her gavel...”Here all present, the City Counsel of Zootopia welcomes to this special assembly Fleet Marine Forces General Commanding of the Second Marine Amphibious Corps., General Bugs (Bugs Bunny) who has the respect, admiration and gratitude from this counsel for his long and distinguished service to our society. General? We bid you salutation and welcome to speak to us today.”

      Bugs paused to look at his fellow mammals before he stood up and walked to the speaking podium. They were all sensible, not all of them fond of the military and very suspicious of anything that had to do with it, yet they were all known to have good sense. At least that was a start as  Bugs cleared his throat....

     “Ahem....Distinguished counsel members, fellow citizens of our good and wonderful State, my dearest friends, my representatives.....shall I continue with the two full pages of plaudets?”

     The counsel-mammals chuckled and laughed with a raccoon from rain forest waving his paw. “Will we miss Gazelle?” Which brought more laughter.

     Bugs waved his paw....”Such moment of levity is good to have...though I stand before you today to bring forth serious discussion as to our times and the current world situation. I will try to be brief...”

     “My friends? As you know...our fleet conducted operations to support our good and gentle friends in the Outback Islands who in the past year have been under the scrutiny and observation of Kzin. Kzin warships have for some time harassed innocent boats and ships making passage to and from the Outbacks and on many occasions...fleets described as “Amphibious” in nature have appeared off the coast of the Outback Islands. These incidents you surely have been well briefed on I am assured?”

      Bugs paused....”Gentle-mammals....Good friends....It has always...always been the policy of Zootopia to seek peace with all nations. War is and has always been abhorant to our society, the memorial of sorrow in our city attest to our shared love for each other. We have always been anti-war because we keep fresh in our memories the horrible results, every life in Zootopia from mouse to Elephant is absolutely precious and that feeling extends outward to every mammalian life across every body of ocean. Let me state that first clearly....We.....hate.....war!”

      The counsel stood and clapped loudly.

      “As a member of your armed forces...I do not train your children, our children, our fellow mammals to take life without due cause. We seek not to slaughter, we seek to save. We seek not to destroy but to reduce destruction. We would rather build and heal, not main and murder. Yet we can not turn blindly more to nearly a hundred years of slow and perpetual creep towards that which we hate with every strand of our fur coats. I come not to condemn this counsel for its’ dedicated stand to avoid conflict, I give you all the applause and affection due such high minded and selfless mammals as yourselves but we have reached a thresh hold moment which can no longer be avoided and it is time for you, our counsel, to realize the dangerous tide building at your feet and act to prepare our society and our military for the darkness of the future which is speeding towards us.”

       Bugs paused to grip the podium....

      “My friends....experiance, education and knowledge tells me that the nation of Kzin is preparing for all out war. Their hate of our ways of life, our belief that all mammals are equal and every mammal is precious are thoughts and ways detestable, foreign, disgusting and repugnant to it and have been so for almost 100 years. Experience tells me that the Kzinti have reached their tolerance thresh-hold and that war with us is a terrible and frightening certainly. It may not come for months  but I believe it will come before the end of this year. And you...my beloved friends, my fellow Zootopians, are not prepared to absorb the first shock.”

      “I love this counsel, I respect your authority and judgment yet I must demand and insist and beseech you to take the appropriate steps needed to prepare our city and society for adequate defense. My staff and I have prepared the packages before all of you for your study and education so I will not have to spend endless hours explaining all we have uncovered and all we propose.”

      “Friends...the time for dreaming and hoping for a continued fragile peace is over. We have done all that could be done but the opposing side has stated their intentions quite clearly and with ever growing boldness and force...myself....my staff....this counsel....our citizens to the Kzinti are worthless scum deserving of meat hooks in an old style slaughter house. As both a rabbit deeply in love with his species and as a Zootopian...I will not sit by idol while sleepy dreamers of a sham peace condemn our citizens, especially our children, to be meat on a Kzinti butcher shop table. Do not ask me to continue to live with such folly and do not command me more to teach our troops elements of restraint against an adversary while will practice no such courtesy.”

      “My friends? It is high time.....past time for our society to arm up for war, to send a clear and very unmistakable message to the Kzinti that their first shot will be their last. If it be the intent of the Kzinti to commit national suicide? Then let us be ready to oblige their request. Better their cities burn to the ground than one lock of fur be burnt upon the backs of our children. War is coming my dear friends....it’s time you all woke the hell up and faced it. Stop limiting our capabilities, stop putting blocks on our ability to gather intelligence, stop setting us all up to be chunks in a shared Rabbit stew....”

     Bugs looked at each member of the counsel....”I have said my piece. Now you must debate. If you decide to ignore me? I resign my commission...may Frith guide you or help you all.”
 
     Bugs took off his garrison cap and slapped it on the podium. Without another word...he walked out of the chamber and slammed the door behind him.

Bunny Borough
Happy Harvest Retirement Community
2pm
September 15,2020


      Nick asked Judy as they turned off the highway towards Happy Harvest...”What do you call a Honey Badger covered in paint?”

     “I dunno?” Judy replied.

     “You don’t.” Nick replied. “You don’t call him anything. You run like hell.”

     “Pffft! Nick? That was so funny.” Judy said chuckling. “Just an hour since leaving the hospital and Nick was.....still Nick....as if he didn’t lose his legs at all. Still the ever present, ever buoyant fox. And once again he had pulled “Shantelle up between his legs and was lovingly preening the bushy tail with a brush and dust treatment which soon had the car smelling like medicine.
  
      “Hey?” Nick reacted to Judy’s looks. “Still need to look my best in a butt cart don’t I? Tell you what carrots? We’ll make your Dad laugh by me trying to butt cart break dance? That should bring the house down?”

        Judy patted Nick’s lap softly...”Let’s just be normal? And you had to buy some of the family booze didn’t you?”

        “I told your brother Thomas just two “nips” for me and Stewart. I never visit your parents once without me and Stu tying one on with each other. And a small nip will not harm your Dad.” Nick replied.

         Judy took a deep breath as the turned onto the street where Judy’s parents were now living. “Nick? Please...please be very understanding if my father......if my father “acts out”. If you’re not meant to see him then....sigh....Nick? This is so difficult for me to face or deal with...”

         Nick grabbed Judy’s paw as they stopped...”Carrots? I know Stu. He might panic seeing old Gideon Gray but not his Son-In-Law. But I also know how you feel honey. I’ll always respect your wishes. and your worries as I always do.”

        Judy smiled...”It steadies me to see you like this Nick no matter what bumps we run into. You always tell me that nothing ever gets to you.”

       “No. I always say don’t let anyone see that “they” got to you. I admit it Carrots, I have always been an expert at emotional poker play. Can’t be the number one hustler in Zootopian history unless you can know when to hold them and know when to fold them. Hmph...that old country Tanuki knew what he was saying in his songs didn’t he?”

      Judy got out and helped Nick into his butt cart as Bonnie Hopps came out of the small house she and her husband now occupied. A far cry from the huge Hopps family home and over 300 bunnies and more living under its massive roof...

     “Mom.” Judy said as she hugged her mother. For a moment...Bonnie regarded Nick and his butt cart with dread...

     “Oh Nick...” She said as she gave her son in law a hug...

     Nick ham’d the moment with silly dramatic flair...”Oh woe...a fox without legs is forlorn and hopeless! Not even his glorious tail can restore to him the bliss of running through cool grasses on a hot summer day! And my butt cart is sadly defective! Oh curse my plight! I am heart broken and sad....”

      Judy bopped her husband on the head....

     “Ouch! Quit it, I’m on a roll here to get a hundred Zoo bucks!” Nick said. He then gave Bonnie a gentle lick kiss...”Hello Mother.”

     “Oh honey...when Judy called me....” Bonnie said as she gently touched Nick’s face.

     “Bonnie please? I’m not totally broken down. See? Shantelle still waves. Oh what a song huh? Oh say can you see...by the dawns early light....what so proudly she waves...Shantelle my dear darling...never a fox be so proud to sport such a scene...her grace is still dainty, her coat is still clean...”

      Bonnie giggled....”Oh Nick!” She then turned to Judy. “Gideon was here a half hour ago and your father had a little timidness in him but Gideon pulled out one of his desert pies and your father was his old self. He’s in the wood shop behind the house finishing a book case for my sewing room.

     Judy took Nick’s paw and pulled him along. “We’ll go see him together.”

     Bonnie went after the couple...”Judy? Remember...you should go first and ease Nick in. Your father’s behavior can change suddenly.”

      Judy nodded as she and Nick walked around the house to the back where Stu had built himself a small work shop. Even from a distance the smell of fresh pine, saw dust and sweet shalack waft’d in the air.

     “Dad?” Judy called out as she and Nick approached the door. “Dad? It’s me and Nick, we’ve come to see you...”

      As Judy and Nick showed themselves at the door...Judy put her paws to her mouth in a gasp...Stewart wasn’t working on any project...the big old rabbit was naked, his farm overalls and clothes scattered about the floor of the little hut. Stewart was hopping around, making chitter noises from his maw and scratching and sniffing at the dirt floor as if he was seeking “Sofleigh” to munch on.

Sofleigh = From Watership Down, the period where the whole warren of rabbits goes out into the field to munch grass and vegetables during evening meal.

       “Daddy?” Judy called out as she held her paws out.

       “Stu?” Nick sounded from behind as he began to slowly back up.

      Then....Stewart saw Nick and went into a panic of screeching, hissing and then he took flight!

       “UGH! DADDY!” Judy screamed as her father bounded past her, knocked Nick down and disappeared through the tall shrub wall of his yard! “DAD STOP!”

     Bonnie ran into the back yard! “JUDY? NICK?!”

     “MOM! DAD’S RUN OFF!” Judy snapped as she started to run for the car. She wheeled around and pointed at Nick. “Nick! Stay here!”

     “Stay hell!” Nick snapped. “He’s my father in law damn it!”
 
    “Right now, you’re a threat! Stay....put!” Judy snapped as she ran with Bonnie to her car leaving Nick worried and pacing around the back yard...

    “Threat my furry ass!” The fox snarled as he took a good run and crashed through the hedge wall into another yard....”STU?! STEWART?! DAD?!” Nick yelped as he ran around the neighborhood, bumping into rabbits along the way...

    “Stewart Hopps? Have you seen a big light brown old rabbit? Stu Hopps? Big old brown colored rabbit? He’s kinda naked right now?” Nick asked from rabbit to rabbit.

     He bumped into a pair of teen bunnies playing catch..”A naked old rabbit? Yeah...the crazy old coot just “booked” it into that wood lot over there. My mother’s calling the cops.”

     Nick gestured. “Tell her to stop! Tell her to tell the police that officers are on site and are handling the problem ok?” He said waving a paw. Nick then ran to the edge of the wood lot and slowly made his way in through a dirt trail....

     “Gee? Stu? Way to get back to nature there bud?” Nick said softly as he stopped to listen and look. “Stewart? It’s me...your son in law? You have us scared Stu...you have me scared out of my fur...Come on out Stu? I’ll take you home, trust me.”

     Nick waited for a moment then walked a little more...”Stu? Bonnie’s going to be so worried about you. You know me Stu? Old pal? I brought some of the family “nip” for us? You and me? Two broken down old mammals who love the same thing? Huh Stu? Tie a pair on and get silly stupid like always?”

    Nick stopped and listened and heard the faint sounds of crying and sobbing off to the side. Slowly he made his way as best he could through the rough ground and thickets to find Stewart sitting with his back against a tree crying into his paws...

    “Dad?” Nick said softly. “It’s me? It’s Nick....Stu?” Nick stretched out a paw...

    “Ugh.....gawd......Nick? Nick I am so sorry....” Stewart sobbed. “Nick!”

    “Shhhhhh......shhhhhhh....”Nick said as he gently approached and wrapped his paws around Stewart’s shoulders. “Everything is alright now Stu...I’m here. Nothing bad’s going to happen to you....I promise.”

     Stewart collapsed into Nick’s chest and cried....”It’s getting worse every day Nick! It’s getting so bad....I forget who Bonnie is.....” Stewart sobbed and gripped Nick’s shirt. “My Bon Bon....my poor wife....my wife....Nick? I don’t know what to do?!”

     Nick hugged Stewart tight...”The first thing Dad is to get you back home and safe. Sheesh look at us old friend? We’re two broken down old stooges aren’t we? Sheesh what our wives have to put up with huh? Yet we’re both the luckiest mammals on the planet are we not? Married to the best gifts Frith and Vulpix ever gave us huh?”

     Stewart nodded as he cried over Nick’s shirt....”And you have been the best thing I’ve ever given to my daughter and I ran from you and I.....” Stewart cried harder...”Oh Nick! I’m so sorry!”

     “Enough Stu.” Nick replied as he softly kissed Stewart on the head. He then got snoot to snoot. “Stewart? No matter what happens? Nothing....absolutely nothing will change what your daughter thinks of you....what Bonnie thinks of you....what I think of you....or what my son thinks of you. I promise you Dad....you will not go into the darkness alone nor without love, nor respect nor affection nor without broken hearts. I.....we love you Stewart. We....love you.”

     Nick Gently took Stewart by the paw....”Now let’s get you clothed before all the young females around here get jealous and divorce their husbands for a better looking rabbit.”

     Stewart smiled. “Nick....you’re a gift from Frith. I love you....I don’t want to forget you!”

     Nick gently held Stewart by his shoulders as the two mammals came out of the wood lot. “What’s say you and I have an old time tie on Stu?” Nick said softly. “Break open those nips in the living room, get completely snit faced, piss on the rug and make our wives angry?”

    Stewart nodded....”Yes.....you dirty, smelly, wicked old jack butted Hombrah bastard you.”

    “Mmmmmm....big fat old bunny.” Nick replied licking his chops. “A San Foxcisco treat.”

The Destroyers Growler, Savanna and Gnu York
Tied up below the Witty Arson Bridge between the city and the tri-Burroughs
3pm
September 15,2020


     “Ok...here she comes.” Hunter Hawk said as he stood on a fleet Marine Tiger’s broad shoulders with a bull horn held before him...”Now remember! Let’s all be gentle mammals and stay calm! No scurrying, no stampedes, no crazy bunny hopping! Everyone will have a chance to greet Gazelle but the smaller mammals go first! Rodents and Mustaids flock around the gangway but not too tightly!”

     The Gnu York was covered with Sailors and Marines from the top of the radar mast to all the decks, the tops of the guns and anyplace a size big and small could fit. As the launch boat pulled up to the side of the ship, the sounds of cheering animals filled the air and one of Gazelle’s songs boomed out from the ship’s speakers!

     She was dressed in a long white flowing silk dress, a fairy Princess of equine grace who’s every move of leg, finger and head only gave shimmer to her elegance and simplicity. The three Commanders of the ships saluted at the bottom of the gangway as the ships bells rang out and all the 40 millimeter guns banged out single shots from their cannons to a 21 gun salvo...

     “NOW ATTENTION TO THE BROW!” A boatswain’s voice sounded. “GAZELLE, THE ANGEL OF ZOOTOPIA, ARRIVING!”

     Commanders Windsor, Tedder and McKnight snapped to attention, offer salutes then passed along a large bouquet of flowers which Windsor presented...

    “Miss Gazelle? We, the Captains of these great ships, welcome your presence on behalf of our crews and tender to you our blessings for your happiness in retirement.”

    Gazelle couldn’t hold back her tears as she kissed each officer in turn...”Thank you so much, all of you. Tonight is more about all of you than myself and I hope to make you all as happy as possible.”

    Gazelle climbed the ladder as the ships boomed out the Naval anthem and all the sailors and marines boomed out the song as Gazelle walked onto the deck of the Gnu York and was greeted by the smallest Sailors first who showered her with signs, cards, flowers, tears and love. One bunny Sailor held tight to her hoof hand and sobbed on it...”Please don’t leave us!”

    “Oh you dear thing.” Gazelle replied as she picked the sobbing bunny up and cuddled him. “Everyone has to leave their job at some point don’t they? I’m not going to vanish...shhhhh.” Gazelle said softly as she put the bunny down and felt others climbing up in a calm and orderly fashion to get in a snuggle or a hug.

     This was “Their” time, not hers. Perhaps the news cameras were high on the bridge above but none were allowed on the ship nor on any boats that now gathered around the warships. She had been expressed in her demands...no news media present when she met and spoke with the troops, this was their time with her and they would have her full attention.

     Gilly couldn’t wait. Since Will was going to be meeting Gazelle for the final preparations for the concert, he boldly went with his lover and sat cradled in the wolf’s arms waiting for Gazelle to come up through the throng...

    “Good evening William.” Gazelle said as she walked up. “And who’s this bunny?”

    Will smiled...”This is the love of my whole life. Gazelle? This is my love mate Seaman Gilly from the Growler.”

    Gazelle reached out and pulled Gilly into a hug. “Hello. You are so lucky.”

    “More than I can count.” Gilly replied. “We’re all so sad to see you retire Gazelle.”

    “Not like I’ll go into complete seclusion trust me.” Gazelle replied.

   “I’ll show you to the officer’s wardroom where everyone’s waiting to set everything in motion Gazzy.” Will said with a gesture.

    Gazelle pointed to the Tigers behind her. “My retinue of course. I think tonight is going to offer a few...”extras” on the menu.”

Alpaca boat Landings
Haymarket in Savanna Central
3pm
September 15,2020


        Speedy Cheetah suffered through the attentions of his very tall and very bloxomous older cousin as she snuggled him and spoke in a Southern bell accent...

       “Well I do declare it has been too long little cousin!” Fancy Fanny said as she rubbed her head on Speedy’s. “And who are your charming young friends...as if I did not know the white one already?”

        “I’ve missed you too Fanny!” Speedy yelped boyantly...which was a sham. “This is Alex Gray. Alex’s girl friend Tina. These foxes are Isana and Asakawa and of course you know Kimba?”

        Kimba tried not to grimace and had to bear Fanny’s close attention...”Yes I do? I was talking about this sweet kitty cat though I must say Miss Tina? Your coat for a wolf is absolutely divine! You must spill your secrets to me I declare!”

        “I promise to unload the bank with you Fanny.” Tina replied. “And may I say that is a stunning cotillion hat you have?”

          Fanny perked up...”Why thank you....I like her already. Well we’re ready to set off into the bay, I have a pass for all of us and for my drone to have a good position to see everything. Oh my word Gazelle is so stunning I could eat her whole....”

        Everyone looked at Fanny shockingly.

        “Speaking just words mind you.” Fanny said with a smile. “But I’m sure she has this way with every mammal no matter what sex they are.”

       Kimba was mumbling to himself...”Please be a lesbian...Please be a lesbian..Please be a lesbian..”

      Alex pointed to Fanny’s southern bell dress...”Miss Fanny? Where did you have this made?” He asked.

      Fanny caught the hint...”Would you like to see the floating bar on board there mister wolf? I know I shouldn’t dare let a minor mammal drink but a single glass of whine or sherry never hurt anyone did it? Will y’all excuse us?”

       Fanny walked Alex through the 60 foot cabin cruiser...”Now let me guess sugar? You desire something like this for that cham of a girl you have?”

       “It popped into my head the first time I saw you Miss Fanny.” Alex replied. “But it looks very expensive. I’m....I’m sorry I gawked at you mam.”

       “Oh come now...” Fanny replied. “I always love a little eye attention. You want a dress for her? Give me the measurements and I’ll have one made and you don’t have to pay me for it.”

       Alex gasped. “Please don’t tell me that!? There has to be something attached?”

       Fanny smiled back. “Oh but there is Sugar? But nothing to do with you I declare. I just need a favor? A little distraction here and there so I can seduce that cute white lion friend of yours.”

      Alex swallowed...”You? Want Kimba?”

      “Can you manage that?” Fanny asked.

       “But....” Alex fidgeted....”He’s like.....you know.....a little young for you?”

      Fanny smiled back. “Now do you want that dress for Miss Tina or not there wolfee?” She said batting her beautiful cheetah eyes in Alex’s face.

      “Gulp”.....”Ummmmm....yes?” Alex returned.

      “Good....then buy me some time to fill my fantasy cup you hear?” The female cheetah said softly as she kissed Alex on his forehead.

Bunny Borough
Happy Harvest Retirement Community
Stu and Bonnie’s house
4pm
September 15,2020


        Judy looked worried from the kitchen into the living room at first but she put her paw to her breast and breathed with relief as she watched Nick in his feral form snuggle, lick and kiss her father who had reverted again. At least Stewart was reciprocating his affection for the fox and Nick had offered Shantelle as a snuggle toy for Stewart to play with...

       And both males were drunk off their rumps. They might even pass out sleeping together before Gazelle’s performance on television. Judy turned to see her mother had paused her food preparations and stood sobbing as she leaned on the counter....

      “Mom?” Judy said softly as she went to Bonnie and rubbed herself against her...”Mom? It’s going to be alright...see? They still know each other and Dad’s not afraid....shhhhhh.”

      Bonnie sobbed...”Why my husband? Why Stewart? This is killing me Judy? I don’t want to cage your father but I know I have to at some point when he goes fully feral...he’s slowly dying and I can’t do anything to stop it.”

     Judy hugged her mother tight...”I know Mom....but you’ve always been the rock of the family. Nothing you might have to do will be done out of callousness, Daddy will understand that.”

     Judy rubbed her mother’s face. “Mom? You’ve never gone feral in your whole life. Why not now? Why not go up to him as a feral bunny? He might know you? Then you could spend his remaining days with him?”

     Bonnie gasped and took a deep breath. “Oh.....because I’m such a prude Judy, getting in there naked with your father with you and Nick here?”

     “Oh and like Nick isn’t being shocking right now?” Judy said with a pointing paw thumb. “Like a friend told me one time...”Clothes on animals is so weird. What are the dummies up North wearing? IZOD LA OTTER?”
 
      Judy played with her mother’s dress tie....”Mom? I’m pretty sure that when you show off your sexy body? Dad’s going to know right away who he’d rather play and lie with?”

       Nick sat sloshed holding Stewart against him when he saw Judy and Bonnie walk into the living room naked...

       Nick? Do you mind letting my father go?” She asked as she stood hugging her mother from behind.

      “Ummmm....yeah......”Nick replied as he unwrapped his arms from Stewart. “I....think....”hic” someone wants to see you Stu old pal? Boy these rabbit nips can get a mammal so flucked up it’s not funny.” Nick said as his wife came up like an ordinary rabbit and snuggled herself against her husband....

      “I bet they also make you super horny huh?” Judy said as she stood up and kissed her husband on the lips...

      “I......” Nick said with a raised paw finger. “I don’t want to miss the special you know?”

      Judy replied with a mischievous smile...”Right now? I don’t think my parents care?” She said pointing to Stewart who was hopping out of the room after his feral wife.

      Nick shuddered as Judy played a paw between his legs...”Uh? Carrots? Might I remind you that my legs and hips don’t work?”

     “Might I remind you that mine do? And the flag pole down there still stands erect?” Judy replied. “And if we should miss Gazelle mister fox? There’s always Netfox?”

      Nick smiled back. “You always have a good idea for every occasion Carrots.”

End of chapter 39
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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by dan6691
Gazelle prepares for her concert to the troops under the Witty Arson Bridge in Zootopia. Nick faces the day long feared and Stu faces a crisis of aging.

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