《Nick Wilde X Reader | A New Partner》Reunion
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You froze as you heard the clip-clopping of hooves running down the stairs toward you and Nick. That's not good.
"What do we do??" You asked frantically, placing your still recording phone into your pocket.
"Stay behind me," Nick said firmly as he slid you behind him and aimed his tranquilizer toward the staircase.
A moment later two rams crashed into view at the end of the stairs. One was dark gray and the other had an eyepatch.
"Hey! You!" The eyepatch one called in a groggy voice, pointing at you and Nick.
"Ah' ah' ah'," Nick said, shaking his head and emphasizing the gun he held.
Both rams stopped in their tracks. Your heart rate increased as they both beamed a look of malice at you.
Then, a gruff voice echoed from behind you--by the subway car. You swiveled around to see another ram, this one in a yellow jumpsuit, stepping out of the shadows. Nick quickly turned and aimed the gun in his direction instead.
The ram dragged a gray cat, who was bound and gagged, along with him. "Put down the tranquilizer! Or kitty here gets the next train."
Your pawtips grew cold as adrenaline circulated throughout your body. You watched as the ram threw the cat forward, a couple of feet from the active rail line.
Nick's expression softened, "Alright, alright," he said as he stretched out his arms with the gun and then slowly placed it on the concrete, "I'm putting it down."
The ram glared at Wilde with his horizontal eyes, "kick it away!" he called.
Nick grunted in annoyance and flicked the gun a few feet away with his foot.
You watched as the ram's gaze shifted slightly and your ears flicked as you heard the rams by the stairs begin to charge. You whipped around to see two large horns being thrust toward you.
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You quickly jumped to the side, narrowly avoiding them. The ram skidded to a stop at the edge of the platform and huffed. You watched as Nick grabbed the horns of the dark gray ram who charged at him and pulled him away. The ram tumbled to the side and slipped off the edge of the platform.
But not a second later and your ram was charging at you again. This time, as the ram got close, you jumped away and pushed off of him, sending him careening away to hit a pillar. Cracks shot up the concrete structure and dust fell from the ceiling.
Woo! That was epic! This is exhilarating! ...And terrifying!
Then, a familiar voice chimed in amidst the chaos, "ZPD! Everybody stop!"
You turned and saw the bunny from earlier, Judy, standing at the bottom of the stairs, holding out her badge. Where did she come from?!
The ram with the cat growled, "Woolter! Jesse! Over here now!"
You picked up the gun and hid it behind your back quickly as the bunny ran forward, "I said stop!" She yelled!
Nick ran back over to you as the rams scattered away toward the subway car, "are you hurt?" he asked quickly, examining you.
You shook your head, "no no, I'm fine..."
The bunny stopped next to you, "what are you two doing here? What's going on?" She asked, exasperated.
"Officer, these rams have abducted my friend," Nick pointed at Dust, still laying on the ground on the platform, "we need to get him to safety and arrest them."
Judy scrunched her face, "Oh no, you're all coming with me until we can get this sorted out."
As the two bickered back and forth, your attention was drawn back to the rams. The two that had fought you and Nick ran and disappeared into the subway car. But the yellow jumpsuit one remained and pulled out a gun of his own... and he aimed it at Nick!
"Nick! Move!"
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