Rey's Hustle

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[The scene changes to Kylo pushing BB in a stroller, who sleeps and snores. He closes the lid after a guy passes by and gives him a look. Rey drives next to them.]

Rey: Hi! Hello! It's me again.

Kylo Ren: Hey, it's Officer Toot-toot!

Rey: Ha ha ho... No. Actually, it's Officer Kenobi and I'm here to ask you some questions about a case.

Kylo Ren: What happened, meter maid? Did someone steal a traffic cone? It wasn't me. [annoyed, Rey blocks the sidewalk, blaring her siren] Hey, Peanut, you're gonna wake the baby. I gotta get to work.

Rey: [hops out of the car with the file and a blue lightsaber pen] This is important, sir. I think your ten dollars worth of popsicles can wait.

Kylo Ren: Ha! I make two hundred bucks a day, Tiny. Three hundred and sixty-five days a year since I was twelve. And time is money. Hop along.

Rey: Please, just look at the picture. [shows a close-up picture of Anakin] You sold Mr. Amidala that popsicle, right? Do you know him?

Kylo Ren: I know everybody. [smirks] And I also know that somewhere, there's a toy store missing its stuffed animal. So why don't you get back to your box?

Rey: [her smiles drops, then becomes serious] Fine. Then we'll have to do this the hard way.

[in a quick second, a clink is heard, and there is a parking boot attached to Kylo's stroller]

Kylo Ren: Did you just boot my stroller?

Rey: Kylo Ren, you are under arrest!

Nick Wilde: [scoffs, amused] For what? [Mockingly] Hurting your feewings?

Rey: [smiles slyly] Felony tax evasion. [Kylo's smile drops, flabbergasted, and his eyes widen as Rey writes] Yeeaah... two hundred dollars a day, three hundred and sixty-five days a year since you were twelve, that's two decades, so times twenty which is... one million four hundred sixty thousand - I think, [laughing] I mean I am just a dumb girl, but I am good at multiplying. Anyway, according to your tax forms, you reported, let me see here, zero! [Kylo's face freezes in fear] Unfortunately, lying on a federal form is a punishable offense. Five years jail time.

Kylo Ren: Well, it's my word against yours.

[Judy pulls out her blue lightsaber pen and plays back Kylo's confession]

Kylo Ren's voice: [Through lightsaber pen] ...two hundred bucks a day, Tiny. Three hundred and sixty-five days a year since I was twelve.

Rey: Actually, it's your word against yours. And if you want this pen, you're going to help me find this poor missing man, or the only place you'll be selling popsicles is the prison cafeteria. [grins] It's called a hustle, sweetheart. [Kylo shows a stunned look]

BB: She hustled you. [opens the stroller, laughing] She hustled you good! You're a cop now, Kylo! You're gonna need one of these. [slaps his police sticker on Kylo's shirt; Kylo frowns] Have fun working with the fuzz! [leaves still laughing]

Rey: [to Kylo] Start talking.

Kylo Ren: [sighs] I don't know where he is, I only saw where he went.

Rey: Great! Let's go! [gets in her car]

Kylo: [grins] It's not exactly a place for a cute little lady.

Rey: [annoyed] Don't call me cute! Get in the car!

Kylo Ren: [smirking] Okay, you're the boss. [joins Rey]

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