A/N: Short change/extension scene, sorry for the length but there wasn't much else I could do for just one scene.

A/N 2: Please note that this chapter is different from the version cross-posted on AO3. I've added a bit to make the scene flow better.


"We're happy for you Judy," Mrs. Hopps said, "But also terrified."

"It's really a kind of happy-terrified combination," Mr. Hopps added.

"Guys, I'll be fine," Judy protested. She hoped the train would arrive soon. She wanted to get to the city to get settled into her new apartment before her first day on the force. Maybe she'd even have time to search for Nick. He had left for Zootopia six years earlier, and unfortunately no one had been able to get his address since, which meant that she was in charge of making sure he got all the letters that had been piling up. She wondered if people would find it strange that a bunny intended to seek out a fox, but it really wasn't that much odder than the fact that Nick had been her parents' go-to babysitter since she was ten.

"Thank goodness we're not too late." Judy looked up to see Mrs. Wilde and Mrs. Grey entering the train platform. She hurried over and stretched as tall as she could to hug them.

"I didn't know you two were coming!" she said.

"We couldn't let you leave without saying goodbye," Mrs. Wilde said.

"I'm glad you came," Judy said, hurrying over to exchange hugs. "If I see Nick I'll tell him that he's in trouble for not sending you an address."

Mrs. Wilde laughed and said, "You do that, hun. Oh, by the way." She pulled a large manila folder out of her purse. "I've been saving up all his letters at home. This isn't all of them, but it's the few I thought were the most important. Do you think you could give it to him if you find him?"

"Of course I can," Judy said. She took the folder carefully and bent to tuck it into her suitcase.

"I'm just glad we didn't miss you," Mrs. Grey said. "We almost did since somebunny decided to hide your going-away present and couldn't remember where he'd put it."

Judy looked up from her suitcase, one ear cocked to the side. "Who?" she asked.

"Foxes! There're foxes! Run!"

Judy felt her mouth drop open as an older, somewhat crazy looking bunny ran out on to the platform.

"Terry!" Uncle Jack was right behind him, looking very distinct with his 'tiger' stripes. "What have I told you about running off like that?"

"Uncle Terrance, Uncle Jack," the little bunnies around her cried.

"Oh, thank goodness," Mrs. Hopps said. "I was afraid you'd miss her completely."

"Why are there foxes?" Uncle Terry asked, starring off at some point beyond Mrs. Hopps' shoulder.

"These lovely ladies just gave us a ride, Terry," Uncle Jack said, placing a calming hand on his brother's shoulder. "You need to say 'thank you'."

"Humph," Uncle Terry grumbled. "Thank you. Now go away."

Uncle Jack sighed. "Please don't mind him," he said to Mrs. Wilde and Mrs. Grey. "He's never been fond of foxes."

"Where's Janith," Uncle Terry asked, looking around. "I mean Judice."

"Her name is Judith, Terry," Uncle Jack said, gently turning him to face Judy, "And she's right here."

"Thanks for coming, Uncle Terrance," Judy said.

"Humph, couldn't let you go off to the city without this," Uncle Terry said. He pulled a small canister out of his pocket and held it out to Judy.

"But that's fox repellent," Judy said.

"Exactly," Uncle Terry said, giving the canister a shake. "Take it; you never know what you'll run into in the city. Wouldn't want some sly tod to steal anything."

"I can't take this," Judy said. She glanced at Mrs. Wilde.

"You'll have to," Uncle Terry said. He bent down and slipped the canister into the outer pouch of her suitcase before she could stop him. "It'll work on other predators too," he said. "Ferrets, weasels, wolves."

"Your uncle's right, Judy," Mrs. Wilde said.

"I'm not sure I understand," Judy said.

Mrs. Wilde looked her in the eye and said in a tone Judy had only ever heard during an emergency, "You never know what or who you may run into in Zootopia. And while I'm sure most animals there are perfectly decent, there's bound to be at least one or two that you can't trust. I don't want to end up with two dozen Hopps children at my house while your parents rush to the city because some punk mugged you when you didn't have your gear on. That repellent won't work quite as well on, say, a polar bear, but it should work on anything near to or smaller than a fox."

Judy stayed quiet for a moment before taking the small can. "I can see your point. Thank you, Mrs. Wilde. I promise to be careful."

"Good," Mrs. Wilde said with a smile. Now you may want to hurry, I think your train just pulled in." She was right, the train had just arrived and a small variety of animals had disembarked. Judy snatched up her suitcase and hurried through the middle door. This was it; she was really leaving for the city. She felt as if she had forgotten something. She set her suitcase on the step and rushed back to her parents, catching them in a surprise hug.

"I love you guys," she said.

"We love you too," Mrs. Hopps said. "Now hurry." Judy turned and ran through the doors just before they closed. She stayed there as the train began to pull out of the station, waving at her siblings, cousins, and a few nieces and nephews through the window. Checking the fox repellent into a side pouch on her suitcase, she carefully hefted it and headed for the viewing car to wait out the ride.