I do not own Kingsman: The Secret Service, Zootopia, or anything. Thank you. I hope no one had this idea before me! If you did, I'm sorry! Enjoy! Rated T for butt-kicking and profanity

Prologue

In a remote landscape rested a lone cottage. In the foliage surrounding this cottage stood a male fox and a female rabbit, cleverly hidden.

"Let's make this quick," Chris whispered to Bonnie. "He's in the front. The professor."

Bonnie nodded and gripped her gun. "Okay." They began to approach the house. "You know, Chris..." She really wanted to tell him, after all the time they had spent training together. "I've enjoyed working with you. You're..." She shyly looked down at her feet. "You're not what I expected."

"Nor you."

"I used to carry fox repellent everywhere. Now look at me!" Bonnie chuckled weakly. "I was dumb and weak, and I appeared that way to you."

Chris grinned to himself and turned to her. "And you thought I was sly and silly, which I was. Truce?" He offered her his paw, which Bonnie gladly shook.

"Truce. But don't get any ideas, mister!" She lightly elbowed his side. "I'm married."

Chris snickered and continued forward. "So am I. I have an adorable son, too. What about you? Any kids?"

"Only two-hundred and seventy-six."

Ten minutes later, Bonnie and Chris managed to break into the cottage and knock down every guard and lackey. Chris gingerly ripped the tape off of the lion professor' s lips as Bonnie untied him from his chair.

"Who- What is this?"

"We're agents of Kingzoo, sir, and we're here to rescue you." Bonnie nodded on agreement.

"Now just stay calm. We're getting you out of here - " Before the poor lion's eyes, a vicious Bengal tiger slashed both agents in half with his protruding, six inch long claws. After wiping his claws clean, the tiger offered the lion a drink and smirked darkly.

"Professor Jay Lionclaw." The tiger bowed. "I am Slayer. I always wanted a fox and rabbit rug... My mistress will be with you shortly." Suddenly, someone outside opened the door. "Or now..."

A small, smiling lamb walked into the living room. Her glasses shined in the bright room. "Good morning, sir!" She chirped. "I hope you are comfortable."

"Assistant mayor Bellwether!" The lion growled angrily at her. "I have a bone to pick with you..."

Dawn Bellwether just chuckled as if he had cracked a joke. "Good one, Jay! But really, dear, that inclusive initiative was juvenile. I'm an assistant mayor. I pacify the public, the majority, not the minority sadly." She pushed her glasses closer to her face, still smiling sweetly. "I know you still have hard feelings for Lionheart and me after that, with your supporting survival of the fittest and all those other juicy ideas, so I'll make you a juicy deal. Kay?"

Lionclaw snarled and looked away in disgust. "And why should I listen to my kidnapper?"

Bellwether sauntered closer to the professor. "Poor, poor Jay... I see that you have two options: accepting and becoming part of my plan or receiving a teeny tiny cut from my buddy Slayer." Slayer purred as Bellwether scratched behind his ears. "He could always use another ball of yarn... special yarn..."

Lionclaw stuttered as Slayer's claws tickled his chin. "Well, w-what is this p-plan?" Bellwether's smile morphed into a more malicious one.

"My greatest creation. It won't be in effect until supply and demand for products change."

Lionclaw cocked his head. "What products?"

"See, here are the details..."

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In the busy and bustling streets of Zootopia, a fox kit named Nick Wilde watched his mother weep. A Cape buffalo was comforting her.

"Mrs. Wilde, I'm terribly sorry. Your husband's sacrifice will not go unrewarded." He offered her a check, but she just slapped his hoof away and continued sobbing.

"I don't want your money! I want my husband! I want the father of my Nicky!"

Someone knocked lightly at the front door of their home, and Nick answered it. A tiny, adorable bunny in a pink dress stood in front of Nick. Her violet eyes were red from crying.

Nick did not have a lot of friends at the age of seven. Predators considered him too soft, while prey did not trust him or even get to know him at all. So, he did not hesitate to say hello to the rabbit and try to befriend her. She did not look afraid of him, so that was a great sign to him.

"Hi. Are-Are you okay?"

The rabbit sniffed and looked up at Nick. She looked no older than six. "I was gonna ask you."

Nick grinned a little. His eyes were a bit red from crying, too. He already missed his late father, and he hated seeing his mother so upset. "Um.. M-My..." He then broke into a fit of crying, and Judy quickly wrapped her arms around his waist and cried, too. "My daddy's..."

"Dead?" Nick nodded. "So is my mommy. She worked with a fox named Chris. Daddy thought they were more than friends. He started drinking this morning and..." She trembled in Nick's arms. "And saw Mommy in me and forced me to leave." She was about to tell him more, but all she could do was stutter and shiver. She still could not believe what had happened.

"It's okay!" He assured her as he patted her head. "It's okay. I understand it's not easy to talk about." He released her and gave her a warm smile. "I'm Nick Wilde. I'm seven."

She gave him a small smile, revealing she had lost some teeth. "So am I. Judy. Judy Hopps. Your daddy must have worked with my mommy. His name was Chris Wilde."

Nick froze and gawked at her. "What?"

The buffalo met Nick at the doorway and knelt down to Judy's level. "Judy I told you to stay in the car," he reprimanded her gently.

"But Mr. Bogo sir! I don't wanna go! I don't wanna be an orphan! I want Daddy!"

The buffalo sighed exhaustedly. "Your father is not fit to raise you -"

"And you won't be an orphan," Nick interrupted, taking Judy's paw. "She'll live here, sir. With me." He noticed that his mother had been behind Bogo and listening with eager ears. "Mommy, please? Daddy worked with her mommy!"

Charlotte Wilde gasped and gently cupped the small rabbit's chin, examining the cut across her cheek. "Your cheek..."

Bogo winced and growled to himself. "Stu Hopps hit her like a mad rabbit. Destroyed the house. We could barely get her out safely. There are bruises under her long sleeves, too, and markings across her stomach. We got the call from one of the older children. The kids are with relatives, but Judy cannot be anywhere near Stu. It's not safe for her. He believed the rumors."

Charlotte turned to Bogo. "What rumors?"

"That your husband and his wife had an affair. They're false of course. I was their closest ally on the team. I knew their friendship was nothing more than that."

"Of course," Charlotte affirmed. "Christian would never do that to me." She looked down at Judy and held her close, her mind made up. "I don't know how, baby, but you're going to be okay, you and my Nick. This is your new home now if you want it to be, and I can be your new mommy."

Judy smiled shyly at the pretty vixen. "Okay..." Nick embraced both his mother and his new friend.

Bogo handed both Judy and Nick their late parents' medallions. "If you kids ever need help, we'll be there for you. Always. There are numbers on the back of these. Just say 'Where's the chief' and you'll be helped. Take care of your mom." The two foxes and rabbit were still holding on to one another as Bogo drove off, shaking his head.

"Those poor kids..."