KungFuFreak07

All my life Is changing every day Every possible way Diners like this one got a bad wrap from most mammals his age. Sure, most items on the menu weren’t spectacular, but the sheer number of options was unrivaled. Where else could he get a breakfast taco sitting across from someone eating spaghetti and bugballs at 2:00pm? And even if the cook had nothing to offer you, the coffee was the best in Zootopia––both in terms of flavor and in price. All those hip coffee shops ended up charging twice as much to compensate for the expensive art on the walls. All the art he needed to look at was in the view out his booth window. The bustling city was bursting with life in all its mess and noise in the warm spring sun. He could count on his fingers the number of mammals that looked like they were late for something important. But far more wayward souls went about their day with no particular rush nor care. The size and shape of each passerby varied as much as the cars on the road. To pass the

The van jostled about as Judy swerved between abandoned cars on the road. The shocks would squeak and the engine groaned––it felt like the van might not last another hundred miles at best. That was fine, as they were almost home. Judy drove as if the fate of the world was in the car with them, because it was. She stole a glance at N in the front seat. “Still got the case?” He groaned and rolled his eyes. “No, I tossed it out the window for funzies.” “N, don’t joke. This is serious.” “Yes, commander Carrots,” he said with another groan and held up the beige hardshell case in his paws. “You keep asking every couple of miles. Relax, Judy. We’ve got this.” She sighed and eyed the open road again. “I know, I’m sorry. But you probably don’t realize how much this means to me. To everyone. The key to fixing this broken world has been sitting in a research office for years waiting for us to come and find it, and all that time we were scavenging for food and meds, thinking you were just