At The Begining: A Zootopia fanfic Nick x Judy

Chapter 1: Best Friends

Warning this is not my story the original creator is wingedkatt, so go google her work and read it its amazing! Anyway enjoy and I'll be posting chapters 2-3 asap! And there will be over 96 parts in this fanfiction story so be ready get comfortable, and let me bring you through a ocean of fluffy heartwarming experiences!

Sitting on one of the rocks in the display, Judy leaned against Nick while they waited for someone to bring a ladder so they could finally escape the pit. It had been a long day, and evening had already arrived with dinner time having come and gone over an hour ago. As the minutes ticked by, Nick's stomach finally protested its mistreatment by growling loudly.
Judy giggled beside him, the stress of the day finally getting to her. "Wow, Nick, sounds like there's a tiger living in your belly and it's on the hunt."
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Har, har," Nick grumbled. "Just be glad we had some of your family's delectable blueberries"—reaching over, he bopped her cute, pink nose with one clawed finger—"otherwise you would be the one on the menu tonight."
Nick's warm finger pad made her nose twitch and Judy lifted a paw and swatted his fingers away. "That really was quick thinking on your part, Nick. I'm really glad I found—" Judy's stomach cut her off as it growled even louder than Nick's, making her long ears flush a deep pink as her amethyst eyes widened in surprise and embarrassment, her nose now twitching rapidly.
Nick's emerald eyes widened, as well, and his ears cocked forward, as he had a hard time believing such a loud, predatory noise could come from such a cute, little bunny. After a moment, though, he slapped his paw across his knee and exclaimed, "Ha! Look who's calling the kettle black!" Waving a finger in front of her face, he continued, "Well, Carrots, I do believe we have a winner here for scariest growl. If we run into anymore psychotic sheep, we'll just let that cute, little belly of yours do all the talking and they'll cower in fear of such a monstrous sounding predator."
Judy giggled again as she swatted at his finger, then yelled, "Hey! Don't call me cute!"
"I didn't call you cute, I called that adorable little belly of yours cute." He punctuated his statement by poking her belly lightly with his claw.

"Ni-ick! You're not supposed to call a bunny cute!" She swatted at his paw again, but he just moved it up to bop her nose again.

"Am I calling just any bunny cute? No, no I am not. Am I calling this unstoppable force of nature cute? Yes, yes I am."
"But—"
"No buts. I'm your best friend, and as your best friend, I get to call you whatever I want." With a wide grin, he ruffled the fur between her ears, saying, "So get used to it, Cottontail." Judy crossed her arms over her chest and glowered at him, trying to look intimidating. Nick merely grinned with that sly smirk of his as he watched her fighting to keep a smile off her face. She looked so adorable with the way the corners of her mouth would twitch up before being forced back down as she fought to keep the smile at bay.
Judy couldn't seem to pull her gaze away from Nick's emerald pools, nor could she keep her smile away for long. Although she absolutely hated being called cute (it was very derogatory term for a bunny when used by other mammals) and she certainly hated him calling her cute when they first met, but somehow, she couldn't find it in herself to be mad at him for using the term. Perhaps it was the knowledge that he was no longer insulting her, and the soft look in his eyes made her usual irritation at hearing the word seem to melt away.
After several moments, she lost the fight and a wide smile broke out across her face. Nick's mask was down and she could see not only amusement dancing within his warm gaze, but also his care and concern for her. It was such a far cry from the way he'd looked at her when she'd first blackmailed him into helping her find Emmet Otterton, or even the expression he'd given her back at the Press Conference 3 months ago. With her smile growing bigger, she considered the vast difference the last 24 hours had wrought. So much had changed.
Best friend. He'd called her that (her fists balled up in happiness) and she could hardly believe her lucky stars. Just this morning, she had missed him so much it was hard to roll out of bed. She felt sure he would never forgive her, let alone want to be her friend again. And yet here they were, together, having finally solved the Savage Mammal case, and she couldn't be happier.
Unable to contain her joy any longer, she reached out and wrapped her arms around his lean torso and pressed her cheek to his chest. Hmm, she thought, my best friend. That has such a nice ring to it.
Nick was surprised at her sudden hug, but it didn't take long for him to slip his arms around her slim, muscular body and hug her back—tightly. He wasn't used to getting close to people, certainly not close enough for hugs and other signs of affection, but with Judy . . . with Judy . . . he didn't mind at all.