I saw Zootopia yesterday and it was amazing! If you have not seen it yet, then I would suggest not reading this story yet because there are spoilers. I ship Nick and Judy all the way! I hope you all enjoy :)

POV: Nick

Foxes are not to be trusted. It's as simple as that. Foxes are known for being sly and shady characters, not courageous or loyal. I was just a pup when I got the harsh reality check. I knew I was a fox but I also knew that I wasn't a bad animal and my mom wasn't anything like how people viewed us. She worked long, hard hours cleaning houses, she didn't make that much but she still tried her hardest to give me everything I could ever want. I never understood why my mom couldn't get a better job that paid more money and every time I would ask her she would softly smile at me and comb my hair back with her fingers.

"I like my job. Don't you worry about me honey." She would tell me softly. Even as a kid I could tell she wasn't telling the whole truth. Her green eyes didn't shine with happiness when she would tell me things like that but I didn't worry about it. She was my mom and moms are tough.

My dad left before I could remember what he looked like so it was always just my mom and I. I always tried to make sure our house was clean so my mom wouldn't have to work at home and her face would always light up with a wide smile. Those were the smiles that I would always love to see because I knew they were real. The day I told my mom I wanted to join the scouts she asked if I was sure, she looked worried and I could not understand why at the time. I told her I was sure and she scrapped together all her money and bought me a brand new uniform.

"If you want to be a part of the scouts then by God you're going to fit in." She smiled. I still remember looking in that mirror that we had in the hall, I had my chest puffed out and I tried to look as grownup as I possibly could. My mom started to tickle my sides and I started to laugh. I was so excited to be a part of that group, true I was the only predator in the scouts but I figured they didn't care, that is until they forced a mussel over my nose and mouth.

I remember crying all the way home and when I finally made it inside I saw my mom sitting on the couch with a book in her hand.

"Nick? What's wrong? What happened?" She asked, bolting up from the couch and crashing to her knees in front of me. She was moving my head side to side looking for any marks, trying to figure out why I was crying. I stepped into her arms and nuzzled my face into her neck, that's when I completely broke down in sobs. My mom held me tightly, rocking me gently, cooing in my ear that everything was going to be all right. After a few minutes I finally calmed down enough to tell her what happened.

"Oh my God. Nicky. I am so sorry that happened to you." Her eyes were swimming with tears and her ears were pinned back against her head. She pulled me back to her and held me for a little while longer. A few of her tears hit the top of my head and I felt even worse because I made my mom cry.

"Why did they do it mom? I didn't do anything to them but they said they couldn't trust me because I'm a fox." My mom gently pushed me away so she was looking me in the eyes, her eyes no longer held tears but they shined with compassion.

"Honey. Some animals think that just because we're predators that that's all we are but we both know that's not true."

"How can you be so sure?" I asked, looking down at the floor. My mom gently grabbed my chin and raised my head until I was looking her in the eyes.

"Nicky you are the kindest, sweetest kit I know and I don't want you to ever think otherwise. Is that understood?"

"Yes ma'am." I whispered.

"The one thing I always want you to remember Nick. It doesn't matter what kind of animal you are; you can be anything that you want if you just put your mind to it. And I don't want you to ever stop being who you are." She smiled and gave me a bone crushing hug.

"I won't stop mom. I promise."

"That case went smoother than I originally thought it was going to be!" Judy exclaimed excitedly, pulling me away from the old memory. I looked over at her in the driver seat in the huge police cruiser we were in and I could help but think how cute she was acting.

"You almost sound surprised Carrots." I smirked.

"Aren't you? I mean they had three other teams working on it for two weeks and we got it figured out in four days. That's impressive. Even Chief Bogo looked surprised when we brought in the weasel selling those fake ID's."

"Okay. Let me clear up three things. One, we're awesome at what we do. Second, I know the black market. And three you are the Godmother of Mr. Big's daughter's baby."

"What's your point?" Carrot's asked, while looking around at the streets we were passing, almost running into a mail box.

"Geez Carrots! Watch where you're going! And what I meant is that we have deep connections with not only the mob but also some knowledge of the black market, that can be quite helpful."

"I think it's also because we have been officially working together for three months now."

"Fair point. Chalk that up as another win for you." I told her begrudgingly.

"Thank you. I figured I would win with that one." She smirked.

We started playing this game a little while back of trying to prove the other person wrong and so far my partner is winning eleven to eight. Soon enough we were pulling into the station. Carrots locked up the squad car and we bother headed inside. Like usual we met out at the front guest where Judy and Ben were chatting it up.

"I still can't believe Gazelle is coming out with a new album release!" I heard Ben practically squeal from across the room.

"I know! I thought after her tour she would want to relax but that just proves how amazingly talented she is." Carrots gushed. She was sitting up on the desk and I watched as Ben clasped her small paws in his.

"I am so glad I finally have someone to talk to about my love for Gazelle. No one else seems to understand."

"I completely understand. It takes a true fan of hers to understand another true fan." I rolled my eyes at the pair of them while I let out a soft chuckle.

"If you two are done talking about your favorite idol, are you ready to go Carrots?"

"Sure. See you tomorrow Ben."

"See you guys' tomorrow be safe getting home." Ben called as we left.

Walking in the cool weather I pulled my jacket closer to my body and looked over at Judy with her wool hat pulled over ears, right now it's hard to believe that she a cop and could take me down in five seconds flat if need be. She looked to adorable to be lethal but I knew better.

"So why is that whenever you and Ben get together all you two can talk about is that Gazelle?" I asked, breaking the silence between us. Granted we were on a populated street with talking all around us but in our own little bubble it was to quiet.

"You heard him at the station. I'm the only animal he has to talk about her with and the truth is he's the only one I can talk about with her too. No offence Nick but it's just easier to talk to someone who has the same passion as you about something then someone who would roll their eyes at you."

"Fair enough. I don't understand your love for her but don't be afraid to tell me if you want to. I'll try my best not to roll my eyes at you." I smiled down at her.

"I'll remember that for future reference." She said, giving me a smile in return. Her violet eyes were bright in the street light and I felt myself smile wider despite myself.

"You had better because I don't want you to bottle up all your sensitive bunny feelings until one day you explode into tears and I have no idea what's going on." I tell her jokingly.

"We bunnies are not as sensitive as you think we are." She said, I could tell she was trying her best not to laugh so I didn't push it. Soon enough we made it to our apartment building and went up to our rooms.

Ever since I made it onto the force Judy kept telling me that her noisy neighbors had moved out and that I should see about moving there. Which I did, so now we live right next to each other. Granted it isn't the best apartment in the world but it was better than living under a bridge.

"Looks like this is your door." I tell her.

"Yep. I'll see you tomorrow. Good night."

"Good night." I tell her. Walking the few feet to my apartment, I close the door behind me and collapse into my bed. The thoughts of my mom kept running through my head and I couldn't shake them. The last thing I thought before sleep overtook me was that I was happy I was able to keep the promise to my mom after all.