*Author’s Note: This takes place in september, 6 months after the release date of the movie, as well as my assumed timeframe of the movie’s events.
“Can I come in?” He says. The look on his face tells me that he’d prefer to get this over with, so I nod nervously. He’s carrying a black folder in his hand. I unconsciously lock my fingers together and begin fidgeting, an overwhelming sense of nervousness clenching in my stomach.
“The nurse told me that you came to just thirty minutes ago. How are you feeling?” the police chief asks, probably just out of politeness.
“Okay… I guess…” I mumble. In a normal circumstance, I would probably have pulled a witty joke like “I feel like I was just run over by a semi, which isn’t too far from the truth.”
But I don’t, because Bogo is one of my favorite characters and I’m shy as all hell when it comes to people or characters I like, but have never personally met. Bogo’s personality doesn’t make anything easier, and neither does his intimidating presence.
As he walks in, he looks at my face. Not angrily, just with the same serious expression as when he came in. I shift in the bed, looking out the window briefly. My fidgeting intensifies. He sits in the chair closest to me, probably also out of politeness again.
“Calm down, I’m not going to interrogate you.” He says, with slight exasperation. His face relaxes into a slightly less irritable look. “My name is Chief Bogo, I’m the chief of the ZPD. I just need to ask you a few questions before the city will allow me to help you.”
This surprises me, and I look towards him again for a moment.
“H-help me?” I ask incredulously.
He nods. “You aren’t the only person who’s just shown up around here lately.”
I didn’t expect that.
“You mean… there are more people like me?” I ask, a bit of the nervousness emptying from me. He nods.
“Quite a few. Most of them are the same species as you. Do you call yourself a human?” the police chief asks politely.
“Yeah…” that explains why he and the nurse aren’t freaking out because of my appearance.
“Now…” he opens the black folder. “Could you please tell me what happened before you arrived here in Zootopia?”
His voice is gentle, but firm. He wants to know about what happened to me, but he acknowledges how difficult it may be. I sigh and nod, trying to push away my emotions and tell my story without breaking into tears.
“Last night, back home… or I suppose two nights ago now, I was driving, my dad wanted me to get some practice on my own. I just got my license, but I hadn’t received the card yet and so I carried both the documents and my old permit. I was on one of the highways, which in Minnesota aren’t all that busy most of the time. I… was a bit frightened, but I knew the way home, so I kept a level head. However, when I reached the road that turned into my neighborhood, I was hit by… another car, I think. I don’t think they stopped. . It was raining. I remember flying, and then a sharp crack, and then nothing. That’s when I woke up in the Rainforest,” I take a breath. “When I came to, my leg was broken and I was pretty beat up. I tried to call 911, but my phone was damaged in the crash, and so I tried to walk to the nearest source of light. The pain was too much. When I got there, well… you know.”
I take a deep breath, trying not to think about everyone back home, but it’s too much. I shift in the bed, ignore my leg’s protests, and cover my face with my hands. I’m a mess.
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Zootopia: Tragic Miracle
FanfictionCody Voller was a normal kid with a normal life, who grew up in suburban Minnesota. But after he is killed tragically in a car crash, he finds himself in Zootopia, and very much alive. He will soon learn that many others have been summoned to Zoot...
