A/N

I don't own Zootopia, bleh bleh bleeeh.

It's my first FanFic published ever, and I haven't been writting anything since... i don't remember. High School maybe?

But I hope you'll like it.

Chapter 1

The plan was easy.

Find the street seller, check his license, and if he hadn't any (which was very likely) acquire his stuff, and give him a fine.

Other merchants who had their shops in the neighborhood were constantly complaining about the street sellers who was stealing their clients from

them, providing lower prices, and who surely weren't paying any taxes doing so.

So his task for today was to find the very new one, who (at least that was what the owner of Jumbeaux Café said when he was calling Chief this morning) set his stall nearby elephant's place.

Now Nick was proceeding to find the culprit as he walked down the street in Savanna Central that Sunday. It was one of the main streets in Zootopia, in the middle of the center, and it was quite crowded.

But, with the skills he acquired straight from the police academy (and the year preceding it), he managed to slalom between the various species of mammals walking on the pavement. In order to find the seller he was looking for, he decided to walk on the left side of the street, as the pavement was wider. Stalls could operate, with enough space between them and the buildings to keep from being over crowded.

Suddenly, a sweet laugh caught his attention. It wasn't a graceful laugh, nor a laugh that may have come from a joke or, worse, from someone else's misfortune.

It was the sound of pure joy.

"Wow", Nick thought as his ears twitched to catch every last note of it, "that's rare in a city full of fake mammals caring only about themselves." his mind thought back to the many mammals who had treated him badly through out his life.

Shaking his head free of the past, he looked around his

present, trying to navigate where the sweet laughter was coming from.

And then he saw her.

His culprit, apparently.

Gray bunny. A fluffy ball of happiness, laughing next to her stall. Bouncing from one passer-by to the next, giving out... rabbit heads? Little chocolates shaped like that, served on sticks. She declared them to be free samples and invited everyone who accepted one to visit her stall, Honey-Bunny, tomorrow.

Wearing a loose, green, pawaiian style shirt, she bounced and smiled, the shirt slipping to expose her shoulders. And he was hard pressed to find a problem with that. Nothing wrong with that type of shirt at all, he decided. The type that showed off more than it covered. And the fact that it ended right below her breasts did nothing to fight against his decision. How could it? No argument stood a chance when her soft, white belly made a strange, yet pleasant, ache grow in his chest. An ache that only doubled when he realized she was sans bra.

Being a cop who graduated at the top of his class (and a red blooded male), it wasn't hard to miss. Being observant was all fine and dandy, but this didn't need his overly developed skills of observation. She wore no bra, the hem of her shirt fluttered in the most delicious of ways, and Nick caught himself staring.

Snapping himself out of his short-lived stupor, Nick composed himself. A brief glance down at his uniform, just to remind himself to stay worthy of it, he unconsciously smoothed the fur on his head as he approached the bunny's stall. Though, he decided to wait there until she finished her sales pitch to those who stopped by. It gave him another chance to gaze, as her back was to him. He could only deduce, or hope, from her very tight, brown skirt that hugged her round hips, that her panties were lost in the action, too.

"Gosh damnit, Nick! Get your shit together." He scolded himself, both parts both parts of his brain going to war with each other. "Are you a police officer, or

another horny guy?"

"...Can't I be both?"

"NO!" He thought firmly, "She's not even a vixen! Nothing about her is like a vixen. Even her behavior is typical for a bunny, bouncing around and... and... things. Look, does any of her antics look even a little sexy?"

His eyes fell to her tight, bouncing rear and knew the answer.

She was one hell of a bunny.

Some minutes later, the bunny turned and walked back to her stall, eyes closed from exhaustion. But a pleasant smile was glued to her muzzle. With a sigh, her eyes fluttered open and she noticed the fox for the first time.

Purple eyes didn't show any kind of fear, just a hint of surprise as she wasn't expecting him to be there. Her smile widened, but was tinged with an apology.

"Hello there!" she greeted, looking at him with sorrow. "I'm sorry, but I don't have any more samples to give out."

It was funny to Nick. She was so upset for such a small thing like this. It made her absolutely cute.

"'Cute'... I heard something about this word", he thought to himself as he stared at her. "Who doesn't like it? Cats? Little dogs? I need to refresh my memory. Later... Later, later... She's got such big, beautiful eyes..."

"Ah..." Nick grunted, trying to jump start his suddenly broken down voice. "Such a shame..."

He found no more words, since he was drowning in her purple orbs.

There was a short silence, edging towards awkward.

"Why am I standing here like a speechless creep?" he thought to himself as the skin under his fur flushed.

But the bunny saved the situation from being even more awkward. Looking towards a cooler behind her stall, her ears perked, and her expression lit up.

"But, you know what?" She winked and hopped over to the cooler and popped open the lid. And there, wrapped in plastic, was a chocolate popsicle. It was a bunny head, like the others, but it was missing an ear.

"This was mine, but I didn't have time to eat it all." Still smiling, she turned back to the fox and held it out to him. "So... If it won't be too gross for you…"

Nick was only vaguely aware of how dumb his face looked at that moment, not really recovering from his swim in her eyes. But his paw reached for the sweet the bunny was giving him. He took it from her, very much aware of how big his paw was compared to hers.

"You sure you don't want to eat this?" he asked.

"Nah, I got enough of these at home." she assured him.

Bringing it to him mouth, he took a bite, closing his eyes as the flavor hit his tongue. Finding it impossibly tasty, he opened them again, noticing the brief look she was giving his fangs, now covered in chocolate. She smiled when he took another bite.

"Hey, it's almost like we're kissing" she joked. Nick almost choked on his bite, causing the sweet sound of her laughter filled the air. "Just kidding. A dumb joke from a dumb bunny." She waved her paw dismissively at that. A wave of irritation washed over Nick, making his attempt at swallowing the bite in his mouth difficult. When managed to succeed, his expression turned serious.

"Don't call yourself that." he said with a shake of his head.

"And the joke wasn't all that dumb", he added to himself. His thoughts quickly summoned visions of swapping saliva with the bunny in much more... direct... ways than sharing popsicles. "That wouldn't be bad at

all…"

"Yeah, yeah," she responded with a smile, though it was filled with self depreciation Nick didn't like at all. "Like that's not what everybody thinks about bunnies. That, and being good at multiplying." She laughed sadly at her comment before her gaze became somber.

"Anyway..." her morose demeanor was literally shaken off, her previous cheerfulness returning. Before Nick could woo her with a wise retort, she continued. "I'll be here tomorrow, same time, same place. I planned to give

away free stuff today only… But, for you, I can make an exception..."

Her smile widened as she tipped a wink to the todd.

Nick would have returned that brilliant smile with one of his own, if he weren't so stunned. He couldn't think of a time he was so... dumbfounded. Was it those big eyes? Her smile? Or something else? He really didn't know.

"What's wrong with you, fox?" his brain scolded. "At least give her a reply!"

"O-okay..." he said, finally, his expression still blank. His brain finally got the message as his muzzle managed to mirror her smile.

And with his carefully crafted silver tongue, he formulated the smoothest reply in his life.

"Thanks! Well... Great, even... I'll be here! So, so nice of you... You're really nice... I mean, nice in talking. Without talking, you're nice, too, I suppose! Since you look nice, too. Not that I would like you to not talk! That wouldn't be nice. And tomorrow, it would be nice to see you..." he sputtered and stammered, the words reaching his brain and killing him inside, one syllable at a time.

"What the hell just happened?"

The bunny had a quizzical look on her face during Nick's gibberish. Though the sound of her laughter, still sweet and happy, slightly eased the knot in his stomach.

"It would be nice to see you tomorrow, too, Nick." She smiled again, before turning to pack her stall up into the push cart that held it. Nick could only stand and watch her quick movements, still embarrassed by his jumbled words. Until it occurred to him she had called

him by his first name.

"How did you know my name?" he demanded, his voice much more confident. It was his firm resolve to not ridicule himself further.

She finished packing with two 'clicks' from her pushcart, before turning to him.

"Lucky guess?" she asked with a smug smile. "Or maybe I can read minds… Oh! That would be good for business!" The bunny tapped her chin thoughtfully, her expression far off, as though she was considering how to acquire that kind of power. Nick wasn't too happy with her possibly being able to read minds, as his had been doing strange things for past ten minutes.

Then she looked at him again and smiled so sweet, it made the chocolate popsicle seem bitter in comparison. With a grace she hadn't displayed in their short acquaintanceship, she moved closer to the fox. And with the way she leaned into him, he found himself hating their size difference. Had she not been a head shorter than him, their muzzles would have connected easily. But, alas, she was smaller, making her head leveled with his chest.

And he found himself drowning in her eyes. Wide, purple eyes that mirrored his own. Nick wasn't really sure what he was feeling from their sudden closeness, shock or excitement. Though his eyes widened further as she placed her paws on his chest to raise herself up further.

Lips nearly touched his shirt as they opened slightly, purple eyes holding just the right amount of mischief as they met his own. His own lips parted as watched her rise up closer, salivating when her opened mouth began to purse...

...And puffed out air.

Onto his badge.

With his name on it.

"Oh..." he thought."Yeah... Oh... ya big dummy..."

With the inside of her wrist, she polished the badge, sticking her tongue out from this little effort.

"She's pure", he thought, "like a tear". Cleaning my badge... And here I am, hopi- thinking she's lurking on my nipple."

"So..." she began when she finished her task. Leaning back, her eyes lingered on his freshly polished badge before meeting his eyes. "Tomorrow then, Officer Wilde?"

Not daring to look away, he dumbly nodded.

"And here is to my confidence and not ridiculing myself further", he thought as she pulled further away from him. "Yay!"

"Officer_ is not responding. Exit program?"

"So, bye then!" she smiled to him one last time, before turning to push the cart.

All too soon, she was out of sight. And her absence caused him to let out a breath he didn't even know he was holding. Slowly but surely, the world pieced itself back together again, just as crowded and noisy as ever. Only now, without the smiling bunny, it looked like a jigsaw puzzle with one piece missing.

"Hold on, Nick! his brain protested. What's up with this romantic crap? The lost puzzle piece? Is everything all right with me? I can't be missing the bunny! That bunny! Just like a little pup. Not to mention, I only met her fifteen minutes ago.

I don't even know her name!

Fine. I'll come back tomorrow and I'll ask her. And I'll ask her about other things too. Fine? Fine.

Fine...

Fine?

FINE! I came her to give her a FINE!

Bogo's going to kill me.

I hope I'll look good stuffed and on display in his office... Or maybe he would prefer to turn me into a fox butt rug. Or a blanket for a rainy day?

Time will tell."

10.30.2018

Chapter edited- it looks waaay better now.

Big thanks to blueberryandhoney- my beta-reader, editor, and if I sum up all her work here- almost co-founder of this story.:) You are the best!