ZT - Nick Wilde

“Ah… looks like you finally caught the sly fox,” he chuckled, putting his hands up in mock surrender, one of his lollipops dangling precariously from his lips as you cornered him in an alley. You had been doing this fox & bunny chase for ages now, and he always simply manages to get away, each and every time. But now, you had him right where you wanted him. Except he didn’t seem bothered or phased in the slightest as he bent down, leveling his face with yours, “dumb bunny…”