Mating Season

Otherwise known as:

An Average Day in Precinct 1

Everything’s great and nothing’s going wrong- Bogo’s surveying his people just like yup this looks cool omg I’m the best chief in the entire fucking world when all of a sudden the front door opens and in sprints the grey blob of Judy Hopps, running like she’s being chased by Satan and his glittery reign of fire



Bogo: HOPPS, WHAT ARE YOU DOING

Judy: [sprinting through the precinct] I’m so sorry sir I just really need to get away because it’s mating season and Nick is-

Nick: [bursting through the fucking door like a banshee from the depths of hell] SCREEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeeeeAAAAAAAAAAAAKKKKKK

Judy: [running faster, pushing past officers in her wake] OH MY GOD NICK STOP FOLLOWING ME WE HAD THIS DISCUSSION LAST NIGHT I SWEAR TO GOD

Nick: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKAKEEEEE

Judy: HELP ME SIR, PLEASE! I’VE BEEN CORNERED! HE’S FERAL!

Nick: [picking Judy up and holding him over his fucking head like he-man and his sword] MIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIÏNE

Judy: [hello darkness my old friend]

Clawhauser: Are you okay, sir?



Bogo: …this is my life… these are my choices…

Nick: DON’TTOUCHMYJUDY

Judy: -_-

