The Fire Triangle, A Zootopia Fanfiction -- Part One: Fuel - 16

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The Fire Triangle-A Zootopia Fanfiction

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Part One:

Fuel

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Chapter 3 - Day of Carrots and Blueberries
(Continued...Pt. 8)

"Nick, Nick...over here!"

Judy was waving to him from a picnic table, along, with several of the Hopps kids...and the red fox was happily relieved; she was greeting him with a raised paw, not her paws on her hips. He also noticed that a few more young bunnies had joined the entourage since last he'd seen her, not including-he was glad to note-Erin Hopps. (One encounter with little Miss Attitude had been enough for today, thank you very much.) Also seated at the table were Gideon Grey and another fox, a plumpish vixen with rust-colored fur, dressed in a barista's outfit.

As Nick approached, they also waved.

"So, did you have a nice talk with Finnick? Judy asked, sliding over to make room for him. It was a question with an edge, a serrated one.

Nick knew he'd have to give her something; it was that or he'd have her barely speaking to him for the rest of the day. Fortunately, he could tell her at least part of the story; that he'd been deliberately avoiding the fennec-fox since joining the ZPD-and also why he'd been staying away from his former partner.

"Oh Nick, you should never have dumped him like that." Judy said when he had finished, and the red fox quickly raised a paw.

"I know, Carrots. It was a big mistake, and I should have at least..."

"No, I meant you didn't NEED to." She interrupted, mildly exasperated. "Chief Bogo wasn't planning to bring Finnick on board as a CI; no one was. That was only a rumor."

"What's a CI?" Little Cotton asked from the next table over

"It means Confidential Informant, honey." Judy told her.

Cotton's ears went up and her brow furrowed.

"What's a confi...denshul in-form-ant?"

"He means a snitch, dummy," one of her brothers piped up.

Cotton clenched her fists and thumped her foot.

"Don't call me dummy, dummy."

"All right, that's enough." Judy said, and the two little rabbits went back to their pieces of pie.

"All right, maybe it was just a rumor, Carrots" Nick conceded, trying to put the conversation back on the rails. "But what if I'd had to BUST Finnick, what then?" He raised his paws in an effort to head off any protest. "Judy I'd never do this to a friend, but even I have to admit that Finnick would make a great CI; he knows the streets of Zootopia almost as well as I do-heck, he knows Sahara Square better than me-and he's been working them for a long time."

"Okay Nick, I see your point." Judy admitted, nodding, "And anyway, the important thing is that you patched things up." She narrowed an eye and raised an ear. "Have you pathed things up?'

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