You were a cop. You moved to Zootopia after graduating criminology and continued your life and job there. Living in a small apartment that only had a bed, a microwave, table, a small compartment of a bathroom.. And a piece of a carrot, you were the first bunny to be in criminology.

Yet, it only came to a disappointment when you got back to the department that you only get to serve as a parking meter duty.

It was already disappointing. Getting yelled at by others about the parking meter ticket you had attached to them, even a kid said, "My mom said she wanted you dead." Over a ticket.

You sighed as you sat in the car. Only for a sly fox to come by, him? Nick. Your old bully since a kid. He has never taken a break from bullying you, but seeing you miserable? Just sparked him to make you even more miserable.

"Oh, you're a cop now? You know. I really think you should've died the same way you died in that play in school. Being a small, dumb bunny is just gonna get your drums crushed, or maybe with how small you are, you'll also get crushed with that body of yours. It was probably better when you were just a farm bunny, dangling all the carrots to yourself. Isn't that eight, Officer Hopps?" He grins, leaving against your cop car.