Nick began sniffing the air repeatedly as a tantalizing odor filled his nostrils, turning his head the fox’s gaze fell upon his small bunny wife as she pulled a batch of freshly baked cookies out of their apartments oven, licking his chops the fox made his way over to where his mate stood.
“Ooooh Cookies!” The fox tried reaching past his mate to pilfer one of the tasty treats.
“Ow Carrots!” Only to have the young bunny smack his paw away, Nick let out a small whine while rubbing his paw.
The bunny just rolled her eyes at her husbands silliness. “Oh don’t be such a kit, and these cookies aren’t for you...they’re for Santa.” Judy braced herself for the teasing she was about to receive.
“Gasp! My own wife giving Santa cookies that should have rightfully been mine! Ohhhh the horror! Oh Agony! A-go-ny!” The fox cried while adopting a dramatic pose, the bunny just rolled her eyes.
“Alright, alright drama king.” She says while shaking her head trying to keep herself from snorting do to her husband’s bad acting.
A smirk crept onto the fox’s muzzle. “Is my acting really that rusty?” The fox chuckled.
“No.” the bunny grabbed her mate’s tie and pulled him down so that his muzzle was inches from her own, “It’s worse, it’s a good thing I love you anyways.” She says before closing the distance and giving her mate a loving kiss on the lips.
“Hmmm I’d take your lips over cookies any day.” Nick said while looking down at his bunny hungrily.
“Hmm is that right, well in that case I guess you won’t want these Blueberry gingerbread cookies then.”
The bunny let out a giggle as she watched her mate let out a horrified whine of despair just as his ears shot straight up and his eyes widened comically. Deciding not to tease her husband any further she placed the four cookies she had made for her mate on a plate while leaving the rest on the tray.
The fox smiled quickly picking up the plate filled with the tasty blueberry oozing treats and kissed his bunny on her cheek before retreating back to his cozy spot on the couch. Shaking her head Judy continued preparing the rest of the cookies for tonight.
Once finished the grey bunny made her way into the living room with a plate full of cookies and placed them on table along with a small note that read ‘For Santa’. Having watched his mate from his spot on the couch, the red fox asked the question that had been on his brain all night.
“Judy?” the bunnies ears perked up and swiveled in her mate’ direction, he rarely used her real name and when he did it was always important.
“Do you believe in Santa Claws?” Nick watched as his wife turned a deep shade of red and looked away shyly.
He gave her a reassuring smile “You can tell me fluff, I promise I won’t tease you.”
Looking into her mates stunning emeralds she couldn’t help but believe him, answering the bunny gave him a small nod.
Setting his plate down Nick adjusted himself before taking Judy’s small grey paws into his larger dark furred ones. “Why?”
The question was simple and held no hint of mockery, Judy figured that the first time her and Nick spent Christmas together just the two of them that this question would come up, last christmas had been their first time together for the holiday and they had spent it in bunny burrow, Nick had been sent home from the academy for the holidays and Judy couldn’t wait to spend christmas with her best friend, now a year later he was her mate and husband and they were staying at their apartment in zootopia for the holidays.
“Wellll, I guess it has a lot to do with my dream of becoming a police officer.” she sighed,
Nick stared at the bunny intently waiting for her to continue, “You know I’ve always wanted to make the world a better place, and growing up I was always so filled with hope and wonder in the world….on my tenth Christmas I had asked my parents for a rabbit plushie in a police uniform and while they did try they couldn’t find any anywhere, every store we went to it was the same thing, ‘we don’t make bunny officer plushies since rabbit’s can’t be police officers.’ I had nearly given up hope of receiving one, but my sister Jenna suggested I should write a letter to Santa, she had told me that if anyone could get it he could, on christmas morning I found my bunny officer plushie and a letter attached to him, telling me to ‘never give up on my dreams’, from that moment on I always believed in Santa Claws.”
Still holding his mates paws Nick gave them a gentle affectionate squeeze, “Is that the same plushie you gave little Cotton last christmas?” Remembering fondly the tiny bunny’s excitement at receiving such a gift from her favorite aunt.
Judy nodded “Yeah, I found that having all those plushies helped with being alone in the city...that is until a certain scoundrel fox made his way into my bed.” she said with a grin
Nick adopted and overly offended look placing his paw over his chest, “Scoundrel!? Madam I’ll have you know I am a respected member of the community, and besides it’s my bed...well our bed now.” the fox added with a sly smirk.
“Hmmm, speaking of, we should be turning in ourselves.”
“But I’m not done with my cookies yet.”
“Alright we can stay up a little bit longer, so long as I get to snuggle into my fox.”
“You’re just using me to get to my cookies.” he joked.
“Foiled again.” She playfully jabs back.
Snuggling into her fox’s side Judy closed her eyes and the couple fell into a comfortable silence for a few moments.
“Do you believe in Santa Claws?” The young doe looked up at her mate curiously.
The fox waited for a few seconds before replying “No.”
“Oh.” The bunny mumbled quietly
“Hey.” Her mate’s paw gently pulled her chin to look back up at him, his gaze gentle and loving.
“Just because I don’t believe doesn’t mean you shouldn’t. You are so full of hope and wonder, I’m glad you believe, I really am, it just adds to the beautiful mammal that is Judy Wilde.” He said as he leaned in to place a tender love filled kiss on her lips, the pair stayed together for several minutes neither wanting to pull apart, they cuddled on the couch until both mammals eventually nodded off.
Several hours later Nick awoke, looking down at the bunny in his arms he smiled before pulling out his phone to check the time, seeing it was just after 2am the fox decided to quietly carry his mate to bed, gently extracting himself from the snuggling bunny, he turned to carefully scoop her into his arms and carry her to their bed.
As Nick lowered the sleeping bunny onto their bed he gave her a light kiss on the brow, seeing that it hadn’t disturbed her, the fox pulled off his green shirt, before making his way to the washroom.
Once finished the vulpine made his way back from the washroom, Nick was about to enter their bedroom where his sleeping bunny awaited him when he heard a light thump come from the living room. Not wanting to disturb his wife the fox quietly ducted into his bedroom before re-emerging with his tranq pistol in paw, the fox stealthily made his way to the living room, using his night vision to avoid hitting anything.
Turning the corner tranq pistol at paw, Nick couldn’t believe what he was seeing, there standing in the middle of his living room was a large polar bear in a red suit with a large brown burlap sack.
“Freeze, drop the sack and raise your arms above your head slowly.” Nick said his voice filled with authority.
The bear stopped in his tracks and complied with the fox’s demands before slowly turning to face the fox.
Nick found himself staring at the large polar bear taking in his appearance, he had a large red coat with white trimming, a hat to match and his facial fur was grown out into a large beard.
“Alright buddy who are you and what’s in the sack?”
The large white bear began rumbling with laughter as he grinned at the small vulpine.
“We share the same name Nicholas.” Nick gave a slightly confused look
“Although I have also gone by the names ‘Kris Kringle’, ‘Father Christmas’ and…..Santa Claws.” the bear said his grin growing larger.
Nick just rolled his eyes not buying it. “Alright ‘Krissy’, what’s in the sack.” the large polar bear just continued grinning.
“Gifts Nicholas, Gifts.”
“I can prove it.”
“Yeah I don’t think so ‘Krissy’.”
“So what now Nicholas? Are you going to call for Judith? I can’t tell you how happy I am that she followed her dream, I worked on that plushie personally for her.”
Nick looked surprisingly at the bear. “How did you kno-” Kris cut him off before he could finish.
“I know many things Nicholas. I remember the day I received Judith's letter, I tell you it did this old heart good to hear a young mammal so filled with passion.” The bear slowly began lowering his arms to his side.
Nick growled still keeping his tranq pistol at the ready “That doesn’t prove anything you could’ve bugged our apartment.”
“I also remember a certain young fox who wanted to be a Junior ranger scout….when you were muzzled Nicholas I felt sorrow, I had hoped that you would surpass it given time….But with your father's passing I saw what little hope you had crushed.” Nick’s guard dropped slowly at the sad memories.
The bear’s jolly smiling face turned to sadness before morphing back to cheer, “but then hope arrived in the form of a bunny.” he slowly moved his paw until glimmering dust appeared floating from his paw movements forming into the glimmering image of a bunny Nick was very familiar with, the act could only be described as magical.
“She gave you a new life Nicholas, just as you became her new dream. I can not top that which she has already given you….” the bear began moving his paw again creating three more glimmering shape from the floating dust, two in the shape of small baby bunnies and another a tiny fox kit “...Or that which she will give you.” he adds with a small smile.
Nick dropped his arms completely his eyes shimmering as the golden dust took the shape of what he could only imagine were his and Judy’s future children, his eyes moved to the large mammal in red and spoke, his voice filled with emotion, “Is this...real?”
A warm tight lipped smile appeared on the bears muzzle as he nodded. The fox barely choked back a sob trying to keep his emotions in check.
“Now if you have no further questions Officer Wilde, I have an entire world to deliver gifts to and only one night to do it in.” the bear chuckled before bending over to pick up the burlap sack.
“I wish you and Judith eternal happiness Nicholas.”
Nick blinked away his tears only to find the living room empty of anyone but himself, he wasn’t sure if this was a dream or if it really happened, until his eyes fell to where the plate of cookies had been now only a few crumbs remained as well as a note.
‘Thank Judith for the cookies for me, and have a merry Christmas.
- Santa Claws’
Moments later Nick rushed into his bedroom where his wife currently lay, he gazed at her sleeping form his eyes slowly making their way to her belly.
“Carrots?” he whispered to her as he gently lay next to her.
“Judy?” The rabbit’s eyes fluttered open slowly.
“Hmm, Nick what is it?” She asked however upon seeing the tear stains on his fur her brow furrowed worriedly.
“Nick, what’s wrong? Are you ok?”
The fox just smiled and cupped her cheeks lovingly