Fanfic: Long Days, Short Stories: Monster Mash (Zootopia, no warnings)
Zoo Adam-12, Code 594, Clawhauser reported. Monster mash in Little Rodentia.
“Confirm, code 594, Little Rodentia. We’re on our way,” Nick replied, bringing up the lights and turning at the next intersection.
“Code 594 is Malicious Mischief,” Judy said, ears perking up as they zoomed down the street. “But what’s a ‘monster mash?’”
“If you’d grown up in Zootopia you’d know,” Nick said, grinning. “It’s one of those stupid kid’s games that can suddenly get real serious, if the wrong people get involved.”
She cocked an eyebrow at him. “You going to actually explain it to me, or will I have to guess?”
“No need, you can see for yourself.” He pulled the cruiser to a stop and pointed at the wall marking the edge of Little Rodentia. NIck was rewarded with seeing Judy’s eyes widen in disbelief as she saw what was happening.
Above the three foot high wall the figure of a monster towered, roaring at the neighborhood’s tiny citizens. Or to be more accurate, a mammal in a six foot tall, inflatable t-rex costume tottered and wobbled, letting out the occasional “ Grr! Argh!” as they were squeakily cursed at by the locals trying to get out of his way.
“Maybe someone is making a Godzilla film?” Judy offered dubiously.
“Nah, Toho always works with the neighborhood association when they film here,” Nick said. They both got of the cruiser. “You want to take him down, while I look for his buddies?”
“Gimme a boost?” she asked.
“Sure thing.” Nick leaned down, cupping his paws as Judy stepped into them. Then he flung her over the wall as she jumped, the bunny officer arrowing towards the errant t-rex. She impacted on the back of the inflated head, digging her claws in for purchase as the suit tipped dangerously forward.
While Judy started demanding the t-rex cease and dismiss immediately, Nick dropped to all fours and slunk through the neighborhood gate, rising up to eye level with the roof of a line of brownstones lining the street. He found what he was looking for about three doors down, a group of about a half-dozen teenaged mice hooting in amusement and holding up their phones to record the scene.
“Oh, man, look at Reggie!” one of the boy mice said. “That bunny cop is gonna knock him down into the street.”
“Hey, we’d better get out of here before she spots us,” another said worriedly.
“Nah,” the first one said, “she’s too busy with Reg, she won’t see us.”
Some opportunities were just too good to pass up, Nick decided. He rose up slowly from behind the building, the late afternoon sun at his back creating a long shadow that soon draped over the young mice. As they turned around in surprise, he bared his fangs and declared, “She won’t see you, but Giant Cop will! Rawr! ”
The mice all screeched and ran for the fire escape, only to be blocked as Nick draped his arm across the edge of the roof. He grabbed a large evidence bag from his back pocket, scooping up the miscreants and dropping them in. “Okay boys and girls, you’re being detained for questioning for the moment. Enjoy yourselves in there.”
“You can’t do this!” the first one shouted. “My dad’s a lawyer!”
“Good for you. It’ll save on your legal bills,” Nick said. He clambered over the wall. Meanwhile Judy, having knocked down the would-be kaiju, was now dragging a sheepish looking wolf, paws cuffed behind his back and hobbled by the deflated remains of his costume still wrapped around him, towards their cruiser.
When Nick dropped to his feet, he found a white SUV illegally parked in front of a fire hydrant, a polar bear in a suit standing beside it.
“Oh, see that polar bear? Now you’re in for it!” the one mouse continued to rant. “My dad knows Mr. Big too! He runs Little Rodentia. You don’t want to get on his bad side.”
“Oh, I know,” Nick said mildly.
“Hi, Raymond!” Judy waved to the polar bear cheerfully, her other paw hanging onto the wolf’s ear as she sat atop the wall.
“Uh, you know Raymond?” the mouse said, his anger deflating suddenly.
“Hello, Officer Judy. Hello, Officer Nicholas,” Raymond greeted them ponderously. “Heard call about monster mash on police scanner, so I come.”
“Could you help me get this guy over the wall?” she asked.
“Certainly.” Raymond reached over and grabbed the wolf by the scruff of the neck, lifting him over the wall and dropping him to the ground. Reggie landed on his tail and wisely opted to stay there, as the polar bear gave the bagged mice a gimlet eye.
“You are Jimmy, yes?” he asked the leader.
“Yeah?” Jimmy answered, looking terrified. “Are you here to help us with the cops?”
“Jimmy,” Raymond replied, “Officer Judy and Officer Nicholas are your best friends right now.”
Jimmy blinked. “They are?” he asked.
“Yes. Because until the police are done with you, Jimmy....” Raymond bared his teeth, “...Mr. Big can’t start. ”
“Um….” Jimmy looked to Nick beseechingly. “We’ll go quietly, officer.”
“Smartest move you’ve made all day, kiddo,” Nick noted with a grin.
“Confirm, code 594, Little Rodentia. We’re on our way,” Nick replied, bringing up the lights and turning at the next intersection.
“Code 594 is Malicious Mischief,” Judy said, ears perking up as they zoomed down the street. “But what’s a ‘monster mash?’”
“If you’d grown up in Zootopia you’d know,” Nick said, grinning. “It’s one of those stupid kid’s games that can suddenly get real serious, if the wrong people get involved.”
She cocked an eyebrow at him. “You going to actually explain it to me, or will I have to guess?”
“No need, you can see for yourself.” He pulled the cruiser to a stop and pointed at the wall marking the edge of Little Rodentia. NIck was rewarded with seeing Judy’s eyes widen in disbelief as she saw what was happening.
Above the three foot high wall the figure of a monster towered, roaring at the neighborhood’s tiny citizens. Or to be more accurate, a mammal in a six foot tall, inflatable t-rex costume tottered and wobbled, letting out the occasional “ Grr! Argh!” as they were squeakily cursed at by the locals trying to get out of his way.
“Maybe someone is making a Godzilla film?” Judy offered dubiously.
“Nah, Toho always works with the neighborhood association when they film here,” Nick said. They both got of the cruiser. “You want to take him down, while I look for his buddies?”
“Gimme a boost?” she asked.
“Sure thing.” Nick leaned down, cupping his paws as Judy stepped into them. Then he flung her over the wall as she jumped, the bunny officer arrowing towards the errant t-rex. She impacted on the back of the inflated head, digging her claws in for purchase as the suit tipped dangerously forward.
While Judy started demanding the t-rex cease and dismiss immediately, Nick dropped to all fours and slunk through the neighborhood gate, rising up to eye level with the roof of a line of brownstones lining the street. He found what he was looking for about three doors down, a group of about a half-dozen teenaged mice hooting in amusement and holding up their phones to record the scene.
“Oh, man, look at Reggie!” one of the boy mice said. “That bunny cop is gonna knock him down into the street.”
“Hey, we’d better get out of here before she spots us,” another said worriedly.
“Nah,” the first one said, “she’s too busy with Reg, she won’t see us.”
Some opportunities were just too good to pass up, Nick decided. He rose up slowly from behind the building, the late afternoon sun at his back creating a long shadow that soon draped over the young mice. As they turned around in surprise, he bared his fangs and declared, “She won’t see you, but Giant Cop will! Rawr! ”
The mice all screeched and ran for the fire escape, only to be blocked as Nick draped his arm across the edge of the roof. He grabbed a large evidence bag from his back pocket, scooping up the miscreants and dropping them in. “Okay boys and girls, you’re being detained for questioning for the moment. Enjoy yourselves in there.”
“You can’t do this!” the first one shouted. “My dad’s a lawyer!”
“Good for you. It’ll save on your legal bills,” Nick said. He clambered over the wall. Meanwhile Judy, having knocked down the would-be kaiju, was now dragging a sheepish looking wolf, paws cuffed behind his back and hobbled by the deflated remains of his costume still wrapped around him, towards their cruiser.
When Nick dropped to his feet, he found a white SUV illegally parked in front of a fire hydrant, a polar bear in a suit standing beside it.
“Oh, see that polar bear? Now you’re in for it!” the one mouse continued to rant. “My dad knows Mr. Big too! He runs Little Rodentia. You don’t want to get on his bad side.”
“Oh, I know,” Nick said mildly.
“Hi, Raymond!” Judy waved to the polar bear cheerfully, her other paw hanging onto the wolf’s ear as she sat atop the wall.
“Uh, you know Raymond?” the mouse said, his anger deflating suddenly.
“Hello, Officer Judy. Hello, Officer Nicholas,” Raymond greeted them ponderously. “Heard call about monster mash on police scanner, so I come.”
“Could you help me get this guy over the wall?” she asked.
“Certainly.” Raymond reached over and grabbed the wolf by the scruff of the neck, lifting him over the wall and dropping him to the ground. Reggie landed on his tail and wisely opted to stay there, as the polar bear gave the bagged mice a gimlet eye.
“You are Jimmy, yes?” he asked the leader.
“Yeah?” Jimmy answered, looking terrified. “Are you here to help us with the cops?”
“Jimmy,” Raymond replied, “Officer Judy and Officer Nicholas are your best friends right now.”
Jimmy blinked. “They are?” he asked.
“Yes. Because until the police are done with you, Jimmy....” Raymond bared his teeth, “...Mr. Big can’t start. ”
“Um….” Jimmy looked to Nick beseechingly. “We’ll go quietly, officer.”
“Smartest move you’ve made all day, kiddo,” Nick noted with a grin.