He has two days left to find a new apartment and to leave the comforts of Judy's home. He had mountains of newspapers as he searched for a new apartment complex. He wanted to find one close to the station and close to Judy since he didn't have a car to travel. He was starting to regret doing this in the last second.
In truth, he was having a good time. He actually thought it would be great to live with her permanently. He rubbed his head as he tossed aside a newspaper. But that would mean marriage first and he was not prepared for that step.
He sighed and picked up another newspaper, scanning through the rent section. He felt a pair of arms wrapped themselves around his neck from behind. He chuckled softly when he closed the newspaper.

"How is the house hunt going?" Judy said gently, resting her chin on his shoulder.

Nick exhaled. "Slow, very slow..."

Judy patted his shoulders and lifted herself up from leaning against the couch. "If you want, maybe you can stay....for another weekend?"

It was tempting. Very tempting. Nick opened the newspaper again. "No, I told you to give me two weeks and besides, I don't think I can handle sharing the bathroom with you." He flipped through the pages. "You used all the hot water yesterday."

Judy giggled and walks away towards the kitchen. "At least I don't take two hour baths." She said when she opened the fridge to grab a snack. 

"I need my "me-time" Carrots." He smirked, but quickly scowled at what he found on the newspaper, or what he didn't found. He tossed it aside and grabbed another. His ears perked when he heard Judy grumble to herself.

"We're out of fruits again." She closed the door when she glanced at Nick. "I swear you eat more than me but always manage to stay skinny."

"If you want me to keep my figure, I got to eat. You'll be sorry once this body is gone." He said moving his body side to side suggestively. Having second paw embarrassment, she grabbed her bag from the table. She avoided locking eyes with him as he continued his shimmy.

"I'm going shopping, anything you want for dinner?"

Nick stopped his dance and tapped his chin. "What about that cold macaroni you made a couple days ago?"

"Oh! With the bits of celery and potato salad?" She smiled widely.

He snapped his fingers. "That's the one."

"Okay! I'll even pick up some blueberries, I can make smoothies in the morning."

"You know how much I love your smoothie creations." He pressed his fingers against his lips and made a kissing noise. "Magnifique'."

Judy laughed slightly. "Okay than, I'll be back in an hour and before I forget, can you load the laundry?"

He stood up when he nodded. "Sure, one scoop of detergent and one of softener right?"

"Better make it two of detergent, your clothes are in there too. See you soon!" And she shut the door behind her. Nick made his way to the laundry closet and pulled open the doors. He made sure to pick out the whites this time. He actually thought how strange their days have been going. Doing laundry together, eating together, shopping together. It was nice. He wondered if things would be like they are now when they do get married. Would things be as nonchalant as they were now?
His ears lifted in alarm. He shook the thoughts away.
Why is he thinking about marriage recently? They only been dating for almost a year and he is suddenly thinking about marriage. He just marked her. He wondered if it's normal to be thinking about marriage now. He slammed the washing machine door down and turned the dial, hearing the machine rattle. By the time Judy gets back home, it would be time to transfer the load into the dryer.
He scratched his head as he went back to searching, but his thoughts on marriage was becoming a distraction. He was actually staring at the wedding catalog, and was imagining which dress would fit Judy's personality. Her face plastered over the models. He grinned when he saw her behind a veil, smiling widely towards him. He slammed the paper down and rubbed his eyes.

"What is going on?" He asked himself as he rubbed his temple. It was becoming a problem. He grabbed his phone and scrolled through the contacts. He needed to ask someone if it was normal to even think about marriage now. He tapped on the name and pressed the phone against his ear. He chewed the inside of his cheek as he heard it ring and froze when he heard a sudden click and a soft voice.

"Hello, who is this?"

He cleared his throat. "Hey Martha, it me, Nick." He introduced smoothly.

"Nick! Hello dear, how are you?"

"I've been great, I actually wanted to talk to the old fox, is he there?"

"Yes! He just woke up from his nap..." She suddenly whispered into the phone. "He is a bit crabby, but I'm sure he'll be happy to talk to you."

"Thanks Martha."

"Of course....Marty! Sweetheart? Nick is on the phone, he wants to talk to you!" Nick heard a slight muffle in the background before hearing Martha's tone changed from sweet to disapproving. "Now don't say that about him, it might be something important...no, I did not hide your cigarettes..." He tapped his fingers against the sofa cushions when he heard her continue. "Marty, you don't need them, please just take the phone while I prepare dinner."

He heard the exchanged and Martin's gruff voice. "Yeah? What is it Nick?" He said with a slight grump in his voice.

"I have something important I need to ask you." He said with a serious tone. Nick heard a sniff and a slight cough.

"Important? What's that?....and it better not be one of your crummy jokes." 

"No, it's about...." He scratched the back of his neck. "Well, when did you knew you wanted to married Martha?"

"I don't know, when I was eight?"

Nick's eyes narrowed. "Be serious."

"Boy, I don't make jokes." Martin replied with a slight annoyance. "I loved this girl since I was a pup."

"Okay well, when did you "decided" you wanted to marry her?"

"I already told you that story, when that weasel fired her and everyone was against us I said "forget them and let's get married". The End."

"Did you ever had thoughts about-?"

"Everyday."

"You didn't let me finish." Nick frowned.

"You don't need to blabber mouth, you're wondering if it's normal to be thinking about marriage now? To imagine your bunny in a dress? Living together and sharing the same bed?"

Nick blushed lightly. "...yes."

"Sure. It's normal. I had the same thoughts."

"So what do I do to turn them off? We only been dating for a while! And I don't think I should even think about that."

"Why? Don't you want to marry Judy in the future?"

Nick's nose twitched. "I don't know."

"Guess you have something to think about then."

To think about? He was hoping to avoid that. Why would he think about marriage when he wanted to turn things back to normal. Than again, what would their life be like if they do get married? He hanged up the phone and sat down on the couch, reaching for the wedding catalog again.
Judy whistled a happy tune when she opened the door with a bag of groceries in paw.

"I'm home!" She called out sweetly when she locked the door behind her. "I even got some crickets for you, but you're cooking them-!"

She was interrupted when she felt Nick kiss her cheek followed by his warm voice. "Welcome home. Honey."

Her cheeks turned warm when Nick slyly grabbed the bag, holding a smirk when he set them on the table. Judy blinked and scratched at her cheek.

"How was the apartment search?" She asked. Nick leaned against the table and picked up the plastic bag still filled with the live crickets.

"Slow. But I should find something soon." He poked the bag, watching the crickets jump inside. Judy smiled gently.

"Maybe you'll find something once we have something to eat, I'll even help you!"

He grinned. "Thanks, now..." He lifted the bag full of the dry macaroni. "Can you teach me how to make your casserole?"

"You want to learn? Nick Wilde, microwave food King?"

"Aw come on, I want to help my favorite Bunny who let me stay here out of the goodness of her heart."

Judy smiled at him and took the chance of his welcoming nature. This was the first time Nick ever wanted to cook "with" her. She wasn't going to let it go to waste. She took out the pots and pans.

"Okay! You can cut the vegetables while I boil the water!"