"Master of the DMV"

She was dreading it even before she came through the doors of the DMV. Once again, she had to get a plate I.D by one of the employees, the only problem...they're sloths. The worst type of animals to be working at the DMV, it they were replaced by cheetahs it would make every animal happier. Yet, with her ears low with uncertainty and a scowl across her face, she slowly walked towards her doom.

A lone sloth stood behind the counter, sporting a green shirt and a name tag titled, Flash. Ironic.

Flash was a good guy, in fact he is the fastest sloth in his workplace, but that isn't as great a feat as it sounds. She was in a hurry to identify a pair of robbers who, while fleeing a scene, had their plate identify by eye-witnesses. It would have gotten smoother if she was by herself, with no distractions.

"Ah! I love this place!"

But she wasn't. She ignored the enthusiast fox's words while they both walked closer to the counter. She cast a narrowed gaze towards her partner who had his paws placed calmly in his pockets while he strolled down the aisle with her.

"Do you really have to be here?" She grumbled watching as they were only a few feet away from Flash's station. She stopped, facing Nick who turned his head at her, holding a smirk and sleepy gaze. His signature look. It always hid behind his mischief and he was full of it. It was worst whenever they visit the DMV.

He put his paw over his paw, letting out an exaggerated gasp, as if he's been stabbed.

"Why Whiskers! Of course I do! It's in the Zootopia police manual." She curled her paws into fist, letting out a soft groan. She hated it when she throws the manual rules at her face. "It's rule number 5, "never leave your partner without back-up", what kind of animal would I be if I wasn't here to protect my favorite little bunny?" He cooed. Her eye twitched. "...and I take this job very seriously." He replied, his smirk returning. She huffed turning away from him in a tight turn as she stomped towards Flash, who was busy typing....very slowly, on his tablet. She placed her paws on the edge of the counter, watching Flash intently before shooting a look at Nick, who leaned his arm against the countertop, playing his other paw on his hip. His eyes moved towards her, letting out a sniff while Judy glared angrily at him, warning him silently, Don't you dare try anything.

He moved his eyes towards Flash.

"Hey Flash!" He exclaimed. "Nice to meet you again buddy! How are things?" He grinned.

"Nick-" Judy growled through her teeth. Flash slowly looked up.

"Hey...you...two...Nice...to...."

Judy clenched onto her counter tightly, her knuckles turning white, waiting for Flash to finish his sentence.

"See...you...again....I...am...fine...and....you?"

Nick opened his mouth, making Judy spring up.

"I need you to identify a plate number!" She said loudly. Nick chuckled silently. Flash opened his mouth, nodding, once again in a slow pace.

"Sure...thing....Officer...Judy...what...is..."

"Z1546P!" She said grabbing her ears, she was starting to lose it.

"The...number?"

Her forehead hit the counter. "Z1546P!"

Flash placed a claw on his tablet. "You...got...it...."

Judy peered up, holding her breath while Flash meticulously tapped at his tablet. Nick looked at his claws calmly, flicking some dirt out of them before lifting his head towards Flash, while he kept his eyes on Judy.

"Hey Flash..." He began, Judy whirled.

"Don't...You...Dare." She snarled. Nick blinked.

"Impersonating a sloth is very specist Juds, for shame, tch, tch, tch." He put out his index towards her and using his other finger, stroking it in a way to reprimand her. She felt her cheeks heat up in anger. He smirked turning back to Flash.

"Again....Flash? How was your date with-!"

"Nick! Be quiet!" She jumped trying to cover his mouth but he quickly blurted out. "Priscilla!"

"Noooo!" Judy sank to the ground clutching her head. It was over. There was no turning back. Nick snickered at her and Flash looked up.

"It was...good...thanks for...asking...she's great...we are...going...to...the movies...next...week." He smiled.

"That's great, splendid, I knew you got it in you good buddy."

"...thanks...and you?..."

He shrugged. "I'm still with Judy, she's a funny one, I'll tell you, right Whiskers!?" He smiled widely, going down to her and elbowing her side while she sat on the floor, holding a frown. "Why don't you tell Flash that joke you told me the other day while we were hanging out!"

She crossed her arms. "Stuff it, Wilde."

Next time, she's cuffing him to the car.