You didn't think I was done yet, did you? As this is a 'post-credits' chapter, I would like to take this author's note to thank everybody involved in the making of this story.

Ansem, Toonsgirl27, skeali, VeryEagerPerson – for allowing me to run my initial ideas past them.

J Shute, OnceNeverTwiceAlways, Ansem, TheNightManager, Stubat, Cimar of Turalis-WildeHopps, BrutusDeagon – for beta-reading and helping me make this story as tight as possible.

And of course, every single person who has reviewed these stories across all three sites. It would take up way too much room to list you all, but know that it is very, very much appreciated.

And of course, I can't leave this without thanking Byron Howard, Rich Moore, Jared Bush and the Disney Animation Studios for bringing us such a wonderful tale in the form of Zootopia.

And now, for the final scene of this story.

POST: A NEW FUTURE?

Sitting by the window, inside an office that was part of a tall office building in Central Zootopia, a lone rabbit, grey-furred with black stripes across his face, looked at the computer file in front of him. Glasses covered his blue eyes, and he wore a dark suit with a white shirt underneath. It detailed bizarre phenomenon – UFO sightings, so-called 'Mandela effect' incidents, self-confessed 'future prophets'… the list went on and on. The file was from before his time here, for the rabbit had only been here as a 'token gesture' under Lionheart's Mammal Inclusion Initiative. He had been given this office and these cases. They weren't 'real' cases, which meant the rabbit didn't really feel like an Agent of the Zootopia Intelligence Agency at all. Heck, he wasn't even allowed a firearm. It rankled him, especially since the ZPD had progressed much further in that field by appointing not only its first rabbit officer, but its first fox officer within the past year. And both of them were put on real cases, such as the recent bombing of Precinct One.

One particular part of the file had been re-opened within the past few months: unexplained energy surges. One such surge had been recorded over a decade prior, but the trail had gone cold very quickly, and no further surges had been recorded… until a year ago. Once again, the trail had fast gone cold after that. It annoyed the rabbit to no end.

A knock came at the door.

"Enter," the rabbit said, taking his glasses off and setting them on the desk. The door opened and a female civet entered the office with a file.

"Something I can help with, Agent Civetta?" the rabbit said.

"Sir, there's something that's just come up in Tundratown," Agent Civetta replied, "An unexplained energy surge that was gone just as quickly as it was picked up."

The rabbit rolled his eyes. He was going to have to investigate this one, and he knew that it would lead to a dead end, just like all the other times.

"Let the motor pool know I'll be down shortly," the rabbit sighed, shutting off his computer. He picked up his badge and headed for the elevator to take it down to the underground motor pool.

The elevator came to a halt and the doors opened. The rabbit stepped out into the motor pool, where there were many vehicles that were too large for the rabbit to drive safely. One of them had its bonnet up, with its engine in parts on the ground before it. The rabbit glanced round.

"Well, if it ain't Jack Savage," came the voice of a cream-furred vixen in overalls, who was wiping a dirty wrench with a cloth. "They given you another cat-and-mouse goose chase?"

"Give me a fast one, Skye," Jack Savage replied, "I have work to do."

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FIN

And that's a wrap! Thank you for coming with me on this journey! And here's to many more journeys in the future!