![]() ![]() It can be read on Fanfiction here or A03 here. Take one look at its actual summary or its tags on A03 to get an idea. Wrapped up in a conspiracy to eliminate Zootopia's biggest criminals, Nick will have to choose once and for all which path to follow.ĭespite that rather serious premise, Born to Be Wilde is often anything but, relying extensively on Rule of Funny and Rule of Cool while still telling exactly the story it sets out to in between the increasingly self-aware humor. That is until a seemingly routine drug bust shakes that belief to the core, and suddenly his change of lifestyle doesn't seem so simple. Taking place only weeks after the events of the film, Nick Wilde is slowly adjusting to his new life as an officer of the ZPD, believing that he's left his old con artist side behind him for good. Thanks anyway.Born to Be Wilde is a Zootopia fanfic co-authored by Berserker88 and Mind Jack. Oh boy, I'm sorry, pal, got to be about the worst birthday ever. I'd lose my head if it weren't attached to my neck. Oh no, are you kidding me? I don't have my wallet, heh heh. finish selling this nice dad and his son a. Of course, I could let you off with a warning, if you were to glove those trunks, and, I don't know. Well, I don't want to cause you any trouble, but I believe scooping ice cream with an ungloved trunk is a Class 3 health code violation. Just had a quick question: Are your customers aware they're getting snot and mucus with their cookies and cream? Hey, you're gonna have to wait your turn like everyone else, meter maid.Īctually, I'm an officer. Look, you probably can't read, fox, but the sign says "We reserve the right to refuse service to anyone." So beat it! ![]() Who the heck am I to crush his little dreams, huh, right? It's just, my boy, this goofy little stinker, he loves all things elephant, wants to be one when he grows up. ![]() Listen buddy, what, there aren't any fox ice cream joints in your part of town? I'm not looking for any trouble either, sir. Listen, I don't know what you're doing skulking around during daylight hours, but I don't want any trouble in here, so hit the road. She hustled you *good*! You a cop now, Nick! You're gonna need one of these! And if you want this pen, you're going to help me find this poor missing otter, or the only place you'll be selling pawpsicles is the prison cafeteria. 365 days a year since I was 12."Īctually, it's your word against yours. Anyway, according to your tax forms, you reported, let me see here, *zero*! Unfortunately, lying on a federal form is a punishable offense. one million four hundred sixty thousand- I think, I mean I am just a dumb bunny, but we are good at multiplying. 200 dollars a day, 365 days a year since you were twelve, that's two decades, so times twenty which is. So why don't you get back to your box?įine. And I also know that somewhere there's a toy store missing its stuffed animal. Otterton that pawpsicle, right? Do you know him? I think your ten dollars worth of pawpsicles can wait. Hey, Carrots, you're gonna wake the baby. What happened, meter maid? Did someone steal a traffic cone? It wasn't me. Actually, It's Officer Hopps and I'm here to ask you some questions about a case. ![]()
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