The Long Game, A Zootopia Fanfiction

Blame the Fox

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Judy waved to Connor as he pulled away in the cruiser to finish their afternoon patrol solo while Judy dealt with whatever it was important enough for her to be pulled off duty. Judy pushed open the lobby door and checked the wall clock as she walked in, seeing that she was a little early for her appointment, she headed over to Clawhauser's desk.

"Hey, Ben. What's up, why does Bogo want to see me?"

"I don't know, he said to wait down here, and he'd call me when it was time for you to go up."

Judy wandered over to where she could be out of the way and watch ZNN on the lobby monitor while she waited. As she watched a mammal interest story highlighting Gazelle's next charity concert, her ears twitched at the sound of hoof steps behind her, followed by a female's voice coming from the vicinity of the reception desk.

"Hello, I'm Councilor Woolerby, and I'm here to see Chief Bogo."

"Of course, ma'am, you're a little early, and Chief Bogo is on a call with the mayor, if you don't mind waiting, I'll let you know as soon as he's done."

Judy turned to see who Clawhauser was talking to and then froze when she saw who it was. Judy stared as the visitor turned away from the reception desk and casually looked over at her with what, momentarily, looked like a sneer on her muzzle.

Standing stock-still, Judy waited as the well-dressed mammal made her way over to where she was, extended a hoof, and said, "Officer Hopps, nice to see you again."

Judy looked at the hoof and then at the face of the browned furred ewe she had last seen outside the museum. Judy tentatively reached out with her paw and shook the now smiling mammal's hoof. Glancing over to where Clawhauser was busy on his computer, Judy gulped, "Councilor? ...uh, Woolerby."

"Council Chair Woolerby, actually, but Councilor will do... for now."

"Yes, ma'am," replied Judy, gathering herself and standing a little straighter.

Looking Judy up and down as if the bunny were undergoing a ZPA inspection, Woolerby said, "Hmm, I can see why Bogo made the request he did."

"Request, ma'am?"

Woolerby snorted, "Yes, Chief Bogo has submitted a funding request to the city council for new protective gear for all the ZPD's officers, he also wants new computers, more effective tranquilizer guns, some new squad cars, and an assortment of facility upgrades."

Judy nodded enthusiastically, not only had the quartermaster struggled to outfit her and Nick, but she'd been hearing grumbling from her coworkers about their gear not being the most up to date and their worries that with some of the newer weapons available to the criminals that they were more at risk now than ever.

"Yes, ma'am. My understanding is that there hasn't been any kind of equipment upgrade in a while. Chief Bogo is right, the ZPD really needs the Council's support."

"Yes, well, I'm sure that's all fine and good, but I have pressing needs in the upscale communities outside Sahara Square that need to be taken care of too. It's a tough decision, there are a couple of parks that need to be resodded, and the picnic and play areas haven't been updated in over a year. And you know, the attached recreational centers need new equipment and general refurbishments like Wi-Fi upgrades and maybe another expansion of their swimming pools and tennis courts."

Judy looked aghast at the Councilor, "But ma'am, please, the Officers here really need your help, it's tough to research cases using the current computer system, and ma'am, everyday ZPD officers put their lives on the line, how can they be expected to do that without the proper equipment?"