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Zootopia Drabble
9 years ago
Nick and Judy Discuss having Kids.
Judy finished rinsing the last of the dinner plates, slipping into the bottom tray of the dishwasher. All two hundred some plates a job well done. She nudged the door close with her heel.
“Whoa buddy, I don't know how your folks do it. Two hundred and seventy-five kids? I think they've personally taken up then entire quota for child births in the entire tri-state area.”
“Oh come now.”
Nick chuckled as he moved to join her, drying his hands on a towel before holding it out to her. Judy graciously took it before swinging to butt check his hip. The force causing him to stagger a step.
“You can't tell me you don't want have kids.” Judy gave him a look over her shoulder, she folded the towel over the handle on one of the many stoves.
“To be honest, I've never really thought about it.”
“Really?”
“Well, I never thought I would ever come this close to settling down. Until you swept in and brainwashed me.”
Judy giggled. “What?”
“You used your mystical powers to trap me.”
“Yeah, right. You with your bedroom eyes.”
Judy took the carafe from the coffee maker, filling it with water. Nick moved to retrieve the brew basket, dumping it in one of the many trash bins spread throughout the room. When he got back, Judy was already pouring the water into the reservoir. Nick, not wanting to be out done got a filter from the packet, dropping it in. Judy set the carafe back in the cradle as he managed to get the lid off of the coffee can. Then they grabbed the measuring cup at the same time. Everything halted as they shared a glance. A warm smile came to Judy's lips sweet enough to spread one on Nick's.
“After you.”
“Why thank you, sir.”
Judy put a scoop of grounds in the basket, while Nick slide it back into the coffee pot. Judy finished the task by flipping the switch. They still watched each other, Judy couldn't quite figure out what was going on behind those green eyes of his.
“A daughter.”
“What?” Judy's ears fell back.
“Named Parr. A middle initial of T, like maybe Tera or Teresa.”
“Oh Nick, that's pretty.”
“Yeah, well...I've just always wanted it. A girl, smart like her mother. Cunning like her father. Hearing her name called as she's going up to get her diploma, a graduate.” Nick looked off dreamily, the sight was enough to make Judy swoon.
“Yeah...would she have your last name?”
Nick looked back at her over his shoulder. “It wouldn't matter to me as long as she was ours.”
Judy blushed and clutched her chest. “You're killing me...oh Nick you'd be such a great father.”
“Maybe.”
After Nick left the room, Judy leaned back against the counter waiting for the coffee to finish. The idea of raising a cute little fox girl flooded her mind. Teaching her how to walk, to talk. It would be beautiful. Her first word would be 'carrot', or something like justice or cop. Judy giggled like a school girl. She could teach her how to draw pictures of her parents or how to write her name.
“Parr T. Hopps...Ugh.”
“Oh and let's not forget Wilde, Parr T.”
Judy groaned and clutched the sides of her head. The soft chuckle from behind brought her around to see Nick poking his head back into the room, his trademark smirk across his muzzle. If Judy wasn't trying to be on her best behavior she would kick him in the face.
“You're such an ass, Nick.”
“And you love me for it.”
Judy finished rinsing the last of the dinner plates, slipping into the bottom tray of the dishwasher. All two hundred some plates a job well done. She nudged the door close with her heel.
“Whoa buddy, I don't know how your folks do it. Two hundred and seventy-five kids? I think they've personally taken up then entire quota for child births in the entire tri-state area.”
“Oh come now.”
Nick chuckled as he moved to join her, drying his hands on a towel before holding it out to her. Judy graciously took it before swinging to butt check his hip. The force causing him to stagger a step.
“You can't tell me you don't want have kids.” Judy gave him a look over her shoulder, she folded the towel over the handle on one of the many stoves.
“To be honest, I've never really thought about it.”
“Really?”
“Well, I never thought I would ever come this close to settling down. Until you swept in and brainwashed me.”
Judy giggled. “What?”
“You used your mystical powers to trap me.”
“Yeah, right. You with your bedroom eyes.”
Judy took the carafe from the coffee maker, filling it with water. Nick moved to retrieve the brew basket, dumping it in one of the many trash bins spread throughout the room. When he got back, Judy was already pouring the water into the reservoir. Nick, not wanting to be out done got a filter from the packet, dropping it in. Judy set the carafe back in the cradle as he managed to get the lid off of the coffee can. Then they grabbed the measuring cup at the same time. Everything halted as they shared a glance. A warm smile came to Judy's lips sweet enough to spread one on Nick's.
“After you.”
“Why thank you, sir.”
Judy put a scoop of grounds in the basket, while Nick slide it back into the coffee pot. Judy finished the task by flipping the switch. They still watched each other, Judy couldn't quite figure out what was going on behind those green eyes of his.
“A daughter.”
“What?” Judy's ears fell back.
“Named Parr. A middle initial of T, like maybe Tera or Teresa.”
“Oh Nick, that's pretty.”
“Yeah, well...I've just always wanted it. A girl, smart like her mother. Cunning like her father. Hearing her name called as she's going up to get her diploma, a graduate.” Nick looked off dreamily, the sight was enough to make Judy swoon.
“Yeah...would she have your last name?”
Nick looked back at her over his shoulder. “It wouldn't matter to me as long as she was ours.”
Judy blushed and clutched her chest. “You're killing me...oh Nick you'd be such a great father.”
“Maybe.”
After Nick left the room, Judy leaned back against the counter waiting for the coffee to finish. The idea of raising a cute little fox girl flooded her mind. Teaching her how to walk, to talk. It would be beautiful. Her first word would be 'carrot', or something like justice or cop. Judy giggled like a school girl. She could teach her how to draw pictures of her parents or how to write her name.
“Parr T. Hopps...Ugh.”
“Oh and let's not forget Wilde, Parr T.”
Judy groaned and clutched the sides of her head. The soft chuckle from behind brought her around to see Nick poking his head back into the room, his trademark smirk across his muzzle. If Judy wasn't trying to be on her best behavior she would kick him in the face.
“You're such an ass, Nick.”
“And you love me for it.”
I wonder how inter-species relationships work in Zootopia.