Hot Fuzz

Moving On

Heyy everyone!! I am SOOOOOOO Sorry about last night! I was over a friends and sorta passed out at his laptop typing this chapter, don't worry it's not boring!

Nick and Judy drove down the street slowly, the small flag waving from Nick's car, signaling their position in the funeral procession. As far as they went, this was quite a large one. The entire police precinct, as well as many notable reporters and news stations were there. Nick and Judy were second in the long chain, right behind the hearse and two cop cars guarding it like it was the mayor or president. The rain loudly thumped on the car as they drove, the dull sound of the wipers their only background music. They slowly pulled into the graveyard, and found his plot. It was up on the hill with other notable figures such as Zootopia's past mayors and heroes. Nick felt so honored that his father was receiving all of this. Major shootouts like that one never happen in Zootopia, and taking your life for an officer was considered a true act of bravery and selflessness. Not wanting his mother to be alone, they moved her to this new plot next to him. Nick's father really had been a hero in the eyes of the people. Nick sniffled, he didn't expect to be happy today, yet here he was, very sad with a slight twinkle of joy in his eye. Judy leaned over and gave him a long hug as he pulled up and parked the car. No words needed to be said.

The funeral dragged on, even Nick just wanted it to end at one point. Finnick showed up and gave a hilarious speech about hustlers and fathers which totally ruined the mood of the service, but put a smile on Nick's muzzle. Everyone wanted to give a speech one someone they didn't know and it irritated him a bit, but he realized even he didn't know him that well. Just a few blurry memories kept in the back of his mind along with the rest of his terrible childhood. The only emotions that would ever be associated with him would be joy and sadness. Such an odd relationship, and gone far too soon. Once the cars had deserted the grave, and just Nick and Judy were left, just standing there, holding each other's paws. Nick laid the final rose in front of the freshly placed headstone, solid marble, etched in it was the following:

In loving memory of Vincent Kirk Wilde

1957-2016

and his loving wife Linda Ann Wilde

1954-1999

"There are those of us

who deserve much more than life can offer"

"It's beautiful Nick" Judy whispered, not wanting to break the comforting sound of the rain hitting their umbrella. He nodded.

"Do you think she would have approved...of us?" Judy looked up at him, still lost in his own misery, but his expression softened,

"Mom was the kindest person I ever knew growing up, she loved people no matter what. If there was ever a reason for her to disagree with love, it wouldn't be this. I could marry a rodent prostitute and she'd still find something nice to say about them. I'm sure she would have shipped us long before we knew we loved each other" Judy's face glowed a bright pink underneath her fur. "What we do have to worry about though, is your parents" His face twisted into deep concentration, "I'm scared Judes, I honestly am. Your parents don't trust foxes, and if they find out I used to be a criminal...I..." She leaned in and gave him a warm hug,

"Hey, you don't have to worry alone, I'll always be here. They have really warmed up and changed over the years, I told you about Gideon right?" She felt him nod "They're business partners with a fox who bullied me when I was younger, and you went from a pawpsicle hustler to a cop who is dating a bunny. Animals change Nick, we all grow and learn. If they are startled at first they'll come around, they love me too much not to." She let go and smiled at him until he returned the favor.