Published: January 3rd 2022, 12:14:42 pm
Note: Posting a little late today, I wrote out a whole chapter but it didn't have any diaper content so I kept writing. I'm pretty happy where I got to here.
"I mean we’re a fox and a bunny it’s not like we can have a baby anyway," said Nick, hunching over his Latte and knitting his brows together as he sat across from Judy in her officer's uniform. "Look," he said, holding up his phone to show her pictures of Finnick in littlespace. "Here's Finnick with his 'Wubby'. It's this blanket he carries around the house. It helps his anxiety... See? Look at this one... you've seen how he looks when he's little. So calm and happy. He never got to have that, Judy. Don't you think that everyfur deserves to have a happy childhood? Call me crazy, but-"
Judy gave him a look and held up a paw. "Stop, stop." Nick paused for a second, not daring to even breathe until she spoke again. "I'm in."
"Oh, thank good-"
"But we're going to do some things my way."
"I know, I know," said Nick. "I'm prepared to compromise."
"And of course we don't even know if he'll go for it."
"Leave that part to me, Carrots. He'll come around soon enough."
"And furthermore, you'd better stay on the straight and narrow like you said you would. It's not going to be easy, but I'm also not going to date an... *ahem* entrepreneur."
"Well, that's the other thing I wanted to talk to you about, Judy. It's no career for a new parent like myself. We must think of the children!"
Judy raised her eyebrow. "Niick... when did you get a conscience? If I didn't know any better, I'd say you're going soft..."
"Not even a little bit," said Nick, grinning and flashing his fangs. "I think you of all people should know I'm not soft..."
Judy blushed as she remembered having those fangs at her throat the night before when Nick knotted her with his 'carrot'.
"Noo, you are certainly not." She fanned herself and caught her breath, blinking several times. "So anyway, loverboy. What are you going to to instead?"
"Well, I was thinking... I could..." Nick took a deep breath. Was he really ready to say this? "I was thinking I could join the Z-"
"Hold that thought," said Judy, as a voice came out of her walkie talkie.
"Uh, We've got a 10-35 on Chicory and Squawk. All available units please respond."
"10-4, 2-Adam-13 responding. Status?"
Nick's ears went back as he listened to the confusing garble of codes. He had memorized some, but only the ones that could be useful to him. He only caught about half of the conversation.
"Hey, Nick. Sorry, I gotta run. Let's talk about it some more after I get off, okay?"
"Uh, yeah. Catch you later!" Nick called after the bunny as she bounded off. "Not like it was anything important," he muttered.
Nick headed back home. Being essenntially out of worrk meant that he had a lot of free time where he would have otherwise been following up on 'business opportunities'. It seemed that everywhere he went he saw them. He had to stop himself from hopping a bus when he stepped out and instead paid.
"What would Judy do?" he asked himself. "Great, now I have a new saying."
Back at the apartment Nick found Finnick out in the common area again sipping on hot cocoa. He was dressed in his adult clothes, but Nick could still see the telltale bulge in his pants and a little peek of plastic where Finnick's shirt had ridden up.
"Hey, bud. I'm sorry about last night. And, listen, I'm going to try and take it easy more often, like when we did the hotel. Hey, by the way, we haven't gone out for ice cream a while..."
Finnick looked down into his cocoa. "Look, Nick. It's okay with me, whatever you've got goin on with Officer Hopps. I just want to know one thing..."
"What's that?" asked Nick.
"You ain't going straight, are ya?"
"Never in a million years," said Nick, ruffling Finnick's head fur. Finnick let a little giggle escape as Nick did so. "And you're not growing up, are ya?"
Finnick's ears went back but his tail was wagging furiously. "N-no... hhh... I guess not..."
"Good. Then that's settled. Now go get on your toot toot suit and let's get us some yum yums, buddy!"
"Okay, Daddy," said Finnick, hopping down off the couch and waddling back to his room.