ZOOTOPIA TANK POLICE
Capítulo 2: Honorable tradition
In the Zootopia Police Tank Hangar the tension seemed to decrease thanks to the intervention of Officer Keyheart.
"Feminazis"... Really, Chief Bogo? Do you know you can get sued for that little word?”
Chief Bogo looked at the black cat grimly, but decided to take a deep breath and then gave Officer Keyheart Judy's transfer papers.
“Yes, everything is in order. Officer Hoops, welcome to the tanker police," said the black cat, while the other animals grumbled and exchanged frowning looks.
“Thank you very much Subcommander keyheart. I promise you, I'll do my best.”
“Just call me Keyheart, after all Chief Bogo is the senior commander of the tanker police and I'm just the deputy commander.”
“You'd better tell her to call you by your name, subcommander," a sardonic rhinoceros suddenly said to him, and the other animals laughed with disguise.
“Sub-Commander?” Judy said intrigued.
“Key.... My name is Key Key Keyhearth.”
Some of the animals couldn't stand it and started laughing.
“Yes, yes... fuck all of you," said Key as he returned the transfer papers to Chief Bogo, who was still angry.
When the black cat turned around, he saw Judy make great efforts not to laugh too.
“Hmm... I'd better show you the hangars, Hoops.”
“Not so fast," interrupted Chief Bogo, "first she has to go to traffic and urban roads.”
Key sighed and nodded in defeat.
“Well cute little bunny," said the evil-looking Buffalo. “You'll hand out ticket violations on the streets.”
“What? Sir, I'm a real officer, not a ticket collector.”
“If the pretty bunny doesn't think she's up to it or thinks she's too pretty to do what she's told.... Then go, there's the way out!”
“But, but...”
“Judy," Key said calmly. “It's a tradition in the tanker police that newcomers spend a day in traffic and on the road.... It's like a kind of initiation in this place.”
“I see, well sir, I promise you that I will give you a hundred, no, two hundred fines before the end of the day.”
“That's the attitude, Judy.”
“One week," said Chief Bogo.
“What?” Key said.
“One week. The cute little bunny's gonna hand out tickets for a week.”
“That's unfair! I was given three days, I don't understand why she's being punished like this!”
The black cat and the buffalo did not cut eye contact and both seemed to give off sparks.
“Okay, Chief Bogo," Judy said in a dignified voice despite the discriminatory treatment. “I'll be a fine sharer for a week.... the best fine sharer in the whole of Zootopia.”
“Remember pretty little ears, if you can't handle the job.... there's no shame in quitting," said Bogo with a sardonic smile that was imitated by the rest of the animals, except Key.
"Anything else, Key," asked the Chief Tank Officer as he watched the black cat stand in a firm pose beside him.
“Yes, I forgot.... Chief José Rosano, is very angry with the destruction at the station due to the explosion a while ago, and says that if you don’t get your ass down to his office right away, he himself will come down and bite you.”
“And you tell me now!”
He barely shouted that and an old bobtail dog was already walking through the door screaming loudly.
“I've had it with you, I've had it with you and your men! If it's not for destruction in the city, it's inside the police station, you'll pay this, you'll fix this!”
“Excuse me, Chief Rosano, but I had, uh, we had a little incident with the interrogation of a suspect.”
“Interrogation? Idiot, this is the tanker police, let the detectives from the department handle the interrogations!”
“Emmm, yeah, well, that's what I was saying to the cute Bunny... Officer Hoops.”
“Bunny? What, that stupid cigar already turned you down. How can there be a bunny rabbit in the tanker police!”
“Emm... Police Commissioner Jose Rosano... I'm Officer Judy Hoops and I was transferred to this place from New Port headquarters.”
The big old dog turned around. At first he did not see who was heading towards him and then he looked down. A couple of seconds passed and then he remembered.
“Ah Officer Judy Hoops, the first police rabbit in the New Port Police Department! Yeah, I remember now. Mayor Shere Khan himself gave you your badge.... And how is old Samson, that old bear, still as energetic as ever in New Port?”
“Yes, Chief Samson is in good health, and he was the one who arranged my transfer to Zootopia.”
“I see, I see. Well Officer Hoops, I hope you will play a good role in the tanker police, and remember: If you have any complaints regarding the treatment you received from your colleagues... you understand me, if you have any problems with sexual harassment...”
“Don't worry, Chief Rosano," Judith suddenly interrupted. “I've only received tokens of affection since I arrived at the tanker police.”
“Really?” said the old dog and looked sideways at the huge buffalo, which gave him a nervous look back.
“And you've already entered one of the tanks?”
“Emm Boss Rosano," interrupted Bogo. “First Officer Hoops will have to go through traffic and road...”
“Of course, to hand out fines! Do you know Officer Hoops, who started that honorable tradition in the Zootopia police department? It was me!”
Boss José Rosano laughed out loud at himself, very proud of himself, while Judy could only look at him with half-closed eyes in frustration.
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In a room inside an apartment complex deep in the ghettos of Zootopia, a disheveled green-shirted fox with a striped tie and gray pants was giving a lot of money to a pig with implants in his eyes that resembled flat rectangular, wrap-around sunglasses.
“This is the money Don Corleone gave me for that stinking skunk carpet," said Nick Wilde.
“You did well, Wilde," said the pig, who was none other than Buajaja, a dangerous criminal from New Port, who had decided to go to Zootopia to do some work.
“This will bring me a lot of trouble with Don Corleone. I won't be able to go to Tundratown after this," the fox told him with a tone between angry and worried.
“You should be afraid of me Wilde. But don't worry, I won't need you anymore and relax, I'll keep my promise... your mother won't receive the visit of my two... associates anymore.”
The door to the apartment opened and two cats came through it. Of course, they weren't normal cats because they were very tall, much taller than Nick.
“Anna Puma, Uni Puma, how did it go with good old Nick's mother?”
“Meow, we did very well," said Anna Puma.
“Nya, those tea cookies tasted great," said Uni Puma.
“You see, Nick, we're still friends," smiled the fat pig fox.
“Yes... friends.”
Nick was leaving the apartment complex and turned his eyes to the light of a window, from where the absurd laughter of Buajaja, the pig, came out.
"Oh, my God, how did I get into this mess? Now that I won't be able to get into Tundratown, my profits will go down.... no way, I'll have to associate myself with that grumpy Finnick."
CONTINUARÁ…
Poor Judy, she'll have to hand out tickets for a week. Vote and comment if you want them to take away the punishment.
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