It was another cold and dark night in Tundra Town as a black limousine drove down the streets.

Nick Wilde was sitting nervously and uncomfortably in the back seat, but it wasn’t just his nerves that kept him from getting comfortable. Sitting at either side of him were two huge, sharply dressed polar bears, their massive frames almost completely taking up every available bit of space and leaving the much smaller fox uncomfortably smooshed between them with barely any room to move.

His partner, Judy Hopps, was there too, but due to the lack of space she was currently being smothered beneath the huge, heavy rump of one of the polar bears, her little bunny body crushed beneath their immense weight and size.

The two bears seemed utterly indifferent to whatever suffering she was going through, while Nick was trying his best to hide how nervous he was and failing miserably.