A/N: This little bonus chapter was written for Cimar's delightful new project "The Fluff Files". Hope you enjoy these extra tweets!

"Here you go, Nick!" Judy said as she opened the cruiser door and held a Snarlbucks cup up to her mate in the passengers' seat, "One latte extra-strong, just the way you like it!"

"Mm-hmm, mm-hmm," Nick mumbled, scrolling on his phone and staring intently at the screen.

A quick glance at his phone confirmed what Judy was already sure he was looking at. "Nick, it's after New Years. Haven't you gotten tired of reading those Critter replies yet?"

"I can't help it, Carrots – it just warms my heart so."

"Stokes your ego, you mean," Judy deadpanned.

Nick shrugged. "You say tom-ayto, I say tom-ahto."

It had been two weeks since that fateful Christmas eve when an old enemy from Nick's past had posted a message on Critter that threatened to end Nick's career, and the fox had gone on an adventure in the P.I.X.A.R. machine to see what Zootopia would be like had he never been born. Fortunately during that time Judy had found evidence that saved Nick, and there had been an unexpected outcry from the public in the form of tweets about their own near-unanimously positive experiences with Officer Nick Wilde, complete with the hashtag #GoodFoxCop. Nick had spent much time in the following weeks rereading his favorites.

Nick patted the seat next to him, "Come on, we got a few minutes of break left. Wanna finish it by reading some of our greatest hits?"

Judy thought about it for a second, and then she climbed in onto Nick's seat, set the coffee in the cup holder and snuggled next to her mate. Nick held up his phone so they could both read what was on the screen:

As a fox, the neighbors in my building used to avoid me. But since Wilde became a cop they've started opening the door for me. Coincidence? I think not. #GoodFoxCop

Two years ago my house was broken into, and the WildeHopps team not only found my stolen things but gave me some great tips for improving my home security. Wilde's no thief, he makes me feel safer. #GoodFoxCop

The next tweet had a picture of a very attractive vixen attached to the profile:

I could stare at a picture of Officer Wilde for hours. He is SOOO handsome, with those beautiful eyes, and that gorgeous tail that I just want to-

"Hehe, how did that one get in there?" Nick chuckled weakly as he quickly swipe-deleted the tweet before Judy could read further. The rabbit rolled her eyes.

My son was wrongfully arrested, and Wilde and Hopps cleared him. If Wilde is a dirty cop I'll take two. #GoodFoxCop

LIAR! I've followed Officer Wilde in the news for years, and I'm convinced of his honesty. #GoodFoxCop

I used to be afraid of foxes, but since reading about officer Wilde's exploits I've realized I was wrong, and am now good friends with one. #GoodFoxCop

I was one of the night howler victims - Officer Wilde saved my life. I will stand behind him no matter what. #GoodFoxCop

After a few more tweets Judy looked at the time: "It's two o'clock. Are we nearly done here?"

"Just one more," Nick replied, "And frankly, this is one I would like to have printed and framed on my wall."

Judy looked at the screen again, and smiled as she recognized the message, for the picture attached to the profile was her own:

In the years I have known Nick Wilde, I have come to think of him as the greatest mammal I have ever met. He is a wonderful officer, husband and father, and living proof that it is never too late to turn one's life around. I believe in him, always. #GoodFoxCop

"It's true, you know," Judy said, blinking away a tear.

"Yep, I know," Nick concurred, smiling broadly, "I know I'm the greatest mammal you've ever met."

"Ohh!" Judy gave the laughing fox a playful push on the shoulder, then climbed over into the driver's seat. "What do you say, Slick? Ready to continue making the world a better place for foxes everywhere?"

Nick tucked away his phone, and flipped on his shades. "Always, Carrots."