Jack was happy about what he had done to
Nick but not nearly satisfied enough, he walked up to the closest coffee shop
where a buffalo and rhino were speak.
“Good Morning gentleman” greeted Jack almost
rhino and buffalo turned with smiles the rhino moving out of the way so Jack
could order “Well good Morning sir”, stated the buffalo “what can I get ya?”
“Just a coffee, thanks lads”
“One coffee coming right up” confirmed the
While the buffalo was making Jacks coffee
he turned Back to the Rhino “and yeah like I was saying, I wasn’t gunna tell
the fox, I was the manager, as if I’d ever hire him!” Jacks ears perked up and
he turned his head interrupting immediately
“Pardon me, what did you just say?”
“Oh, a fox came looking for a job I had put
in the paper” explained the buffalo while frothing the milk for Jacks coffee.
“You don’t say…? Any idea which way the fox
headed?” questioned Jack, making sure it was Nick.
The rhino pointed “yeah he went off that
way”. The rhino pointing in the direction of Judy’s apartment. “Oh this is just
too good” murmured Jack “he thinks he can prove something by getting a job?”
“What was that buddy?” asked the buffalo
reaching down to hand Jack the coffee.
“Nothing at all gents, good day to you” he
stated with a tip of his coffee.
Jack headed back the way he came from,
following Nicks trail. Jack pulled out his phone dialling a number as he
followed Nick’s tracks to the laundromat, as he spoke to the laundromat owner
he held the phone to his chest so that the person on the other end wouldn’t
hear him. “Excuse me?” he asked the lioness in the laundromat “Have you seen a
She rolled her eyes “ye, always get the
shifty ones answering my ads”.
“Do you know where he went?” pried Jack
pulled up yesterday’s news paper from her desk, it was identical to Nicks, she
handed it to Jack “Well if he’s following this list, he’ll be at the “watering
hole” pub two blocks down, there looking for a security officer for nights…
perfect for a fox” she added slyly.
leaned his elbow on the counter “tell me about it!” he said with a roll of his
eyes. “Aren’t they the worse?”
The lioness nodded “you’re telling me… so
is he a friend of yours?” she retorted.
Jack pulled a face of grotesque “absolutely
“So why you so interested?” she asked
folding a shirt.
“Its personal I guess”.
Nick got to the Watering Hole tavern and
opened the rickety door, it was dark and dingy and there was only one animal
behind the bar, a hippopotamus with thick eyeliner, obviously covering the bags
under her eyes from her lack of sleep, she had two hoop earrings in and she
wore an apron that came to her waist and was drying a set of beer glasses with
a red and white checked tea towel.
She looked over seeing Nick looking around
“Hay, Hay sweetie were not open for anudda hour” she explained speaking from
the side of her mouth.
“Oh I apologise, the door was open so I
thought perhaps, you were open”.
“nah-uh not for another hour, sorry Hun”.
“Well, I mean I’m not here for a drink, I’m
actually here to answer the job ad in yesterday’s paper” explained Nick holding
up the paper and pointing his paw to it.
Pricilla, the bartender and manager,
starred at the paper and saw all the ads with red marks through them then saw
her own ad.
“Awww sweetie, sorry, I thought you were
tryna get in eraly, wouldn’t be the ferst time lemme tell ya, come have a sit”
she stated pointing to the stool in front of the bar.
Nicks face lit up like a Christmas tree,
perhaps he was finally catching a break he thought. He jumped up and cupped his
paws in front of him and could feel a ridiculous smile making its way across
“I’m Pricilla by the way, I own this here
pub” she stated putting her hand out for a shake, Nick grasped it tight and
shook it once
“it is lovely to meet you Pricilla” he
“You to mister….?”
Nick put his paw to his forehead “Oh how
rude of me Nick, Nick Wilde”.
“So can I getcha a soda water or sometin?”
“Please” beamed Nick.
“well arnt chu a well-mannered fella” she
complimented as she slid a glass in front of him “ere you are foxy, enjoy”
Pricilla flicked the tea towel over her
shoulder and leant in over the bar so she was face to face with Nick “so,
whachu got der?” she stated pointing to the folders under his arm.
“Oh right” he lifted one up and handed one
of the folders to her “This is my resume” she lifted it up and down several
times “aint real weighty is it?”
Nick looked down to the bar a little
“Hay look hun, how about this, you just
tell me ya good points and I’ll make the decision?”
Nick looked back up, this was his chance he
took a breath “well mainly I did a little hustle and bustle, got street smart,
then became a cop and that didn’t work out so here I am” short and quick
“A coppa aye? Well that’s pretty
impressive, you wouldn’t be lying to me now wouldcha?” she asked sceptically
Nick put his hand on heart “absolutely not
ma’am you can see the form in my credentials”.
Pricilla flicked open Nicks resume and
there it sat as big as life the work history of Nick and his diploma in
She raised her eyes brows “Well I’ll be,
never thought they would…” she stopped and looked at Nick “well you know with
all the stereotypes”
“You never thought they would recruit a
fox” he finished for her.
She shrugged and nodded simultaneously in
agreeance before continuing “So the job is mainly night shift I’m sure that
won’t bother you, you may have to get rough every once in a while but with you
police background I doubt dat will be a problem and you’ll be workin bout 4
days, mainly weekend, So sugar, when can you start?”
Nick grinned “when do you need me?”
Jack walked down the street on the phone
“yes, so you got the picture I sent you? No, the mugshot…yes, Yeah channel 22,
no thank you my friend, I owe ya”
Jack hung up the phone as he reached the
door to the “Watering Hole” He gently pushed the door open making sure it
wouldn’t creak, the bar was on the far right hand wall and he made his way to
the left hand side of the room and sat down, when Pricilla noticed him.
“Oh, sorry Hun were shut, this here’s just
a private interview”.
Jack put his feet up on the table leaning
back “A job interview, I assume?” he questioned rhetorically with a cock of his
Nicks fur raised on the back of his neck he
didn’t have to turn around to see who was sitting there.
“Yeah, why? You after the job to Bunny,
cause no offence you don’t look like you can handle yaself real well” accused
Pricilla, annoyed at Jacks arrogance.
“Oh me, no miss, I don’t need a job, I have
a perfectly good one down at the ZPD”
“Yeah so why you here then?”
Jack smiled “I’m soo glad you ask, because,
well, you see” he stated Kicking off the table and standing up “I’m working on
this Reeaal important case”. He made his way to the bar stopping just behind
“And you see, well, I just gotta make sure
things are ship shape when it comes to my investigations”.
Nicks was trying to keep his cool and so
just drank the water in front of him. Pricilla noticed Nick’s agitation.
“whadaya want Rabbit? I think you should leave” she barked bluntly.
“Okay that’s fine, but before I leave can
you just turn on channel 22 for me a moment?” Pricilla looked at Jack a moment
and he just nodded in approval, she turned hesitantly and clicked the
television that changed channel and the first thing that popped up made Nicks
“an anonymous tip of to our news teams has
confirmed, that Officer Nicholas P Wilde of the ZPD, is pending investigation,
in the attempted murder of His long-time partner Officer Judy Hopps, and one
agent Jack Savage, Judy if you recall, was the officer who foiled Mayor
Bellwether attempts to divide Zootopia, Chief Bogo head of the ZPD refuses to
comment at this time.”
The reported spoke, with a mugshot of Nick
beside her, Pricilla turned back to Nick who slowly undid his tie to expose his
shock collar that beeped once. He placed his tie on the bar top and sighed
Pricilla however didn’t attack Nick or
slander him she put her hand over her mouth. “Oh sweetie…”
Jack fixed his cufflinks “he’s no sweetie,
just a typical fox, just a criminal”
Pricilla looked at Jack mad for his
prejudice “yeah well, whatzat got to do with anything? Huh? Who cares” she
stated trying to defend Nick who just sighed, Knowing Jacks answer.
“well, Hun-“he started sardonically “as his
probationary officer, I sign of on where he works, and a pub, with a known
felon, well I can’t sign off on that and as a bartender and owner you should
know section 17 of the liquor act, no one with a criminal record or pending
investigation can serve in or behind a bar, especially as security”
Jack walked up beside Nick grabbing his
collar roughly and pulling him down to his level “Just leave Zootopia fox, I
will make every day here hell for you”.
“And what if I tell Bogo you’re targeting
me?” Nick responded.
Jack smiled and pulled his ear right into
his mouth his whisper so faint, “it’s my word against yours!” he threw Nick
back up “Try getting that on your recordings” he spat, buttoned his shirt and
bee lining for the door. He stopped at the door and turned “and don’t worry
fox, I’ll take real good care of Officer. Hopps”.
Nicks Grasped his glass so tight it
shattered into his paw, his collar shocking him. Jack smiled pleased with
himself walking out.
Pricilla who had her hand over her mouth,
quickly jumped into gear grabbing Nick’s paw gently and wrapping it in the tea
Nick looked up to her his eyes pleading,
Pricilla knew the look, she wished she could give him the job but she just
sighed “I’m so sorry Hun…”
Nick understood what she meant. “No…I’m
Sorry, thank you for your hospitality…Can I borrow this?” he finished pointing
to the cloth.
Nick slid from the bar stool and made for
the door “Sorry about your glass”
Wilde looked back without a word
But Pricilla was lost for words, nothing
she could say would comfort him.
As Nick walked out onto the street from the
dimly lit bar, his shoulder hung low, his face was vacant, all sadness and
anger aside he was just cold and numb, even when a older boar had walked into
him screaming “watch it fox!” he just moved with the nudge, no resistance, no
His shirt, that had been pristine in the
early hours of the morning, the hopeful hours, was now crinkle and wrinkled; he
dragged his non-bloody paw through his combed hair messing it up gently, his
tie thrown over his shoulder. He looked at his watch and sighed shutting his
eyes tight wishing that this was all a dream, 11:29, 31 minutes and he would be
have to be at the ZPD, for a meeting…with Officer Jack….