This choice: The crazier option, please! • Go Back...Chapter #5The crazier option, please! by: Nerdie   There was only a second for the duo to process as the stone suddenly emitted a bright light. They both covered their eyes instinctively, attempting to save their precious pupils from harm. Yet as quickly as it appeared, the light vanished. They slowly removed their hands, looking around curiously, looking for whatever the stone might have done. As far as they can perceive, the magic it wound was relatively mundane.
As far as they could perceive.
"Well, would you look at that, Carrots," Judy slouched her shoulders, grinning at Nick with a smug grin. "Your little stone is a magic clothes swapper. What a handy little tool."
Nick's body sighed, resting a hand on his hip. "We come across magic and you're going to sass about it?"
"I don't sass. I snark. There's a difference.
"Either way, it's clearly done something magical, Nick. That's an important discovery! Something that, as far as I'm concerned, means it gets filled into evidence asap."
The rabbit shrugged. "Suit yourself. As long I get changed back into something more my style and can clock off, that's all fine by me."
Judy huffed, crossing Nick's arms. "You better not stretch my uniform..."
"I could take it off, if you'd prefer."
She groaned, already moving to the car. "Don't even joke about that..."
Judy's body laughed. Silly rabbit. With a slightly bigger bounce in his step than he seemed to recall, Nick followed what he believed to be a rabbit into the patrol car. "Where we stopping first then, Carrots? Your place or mine?"
"I'm not sure I want to see the state of your place. We'll change at my apartment."
Nick shrugged again, leaning back into the seat. It felt... bigger than usual. But that was ridiculous, so he brushed the thought aside as he unbuttoned a bit of the uniform. It was hard to breathe in such a small thing.
It wasn't long before the duo arrived at the apartment and trudged up the stairs to to Judy's apartment.
Judy briefly felt around for her keys before realization struck.
"Dang it Nick, you have my keys."
Nick grinned widely, lifting them out of Judy's pockets. "So it would seem... What do you want for them?"
"Nick, come on, I don't want to be in your stupid shirt longer than I need to."
He gasped, putting a pawed hand on his tiny chest. "Carrots, that is a classic. I saved up a while for that little ensemble, thank you. You've probably been dragging it through the dirt all day, it barely fits you."
Judy paused for a confused second. This shirt and tie really shouldn't fit her... yet she had no trouble at all. Why was that....?
But the thought was quickly interrupted by the sound of Judy's annoying neighbors arguing once again.
"I'm telling you, the yogurt from 3rd street is much better!"
Bucky shoved a finger at Pronk angrily as they passed the police officers.
"You're insane, you are absolutely out of your mind. The 5th street grocery is much better."
"How can handle being so wrong without your brain exploding?!" Pronk quickly turned to Judy. "Neighbor, tell Bucky he wouldn't know taste if it ran him over."  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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