Judy Hopps is hopping around the streets of Zootopia, checking parked cars and writing tickets for those who have overstayed their parking times. As she makes her way to a red sedan, she notices a young man approaching her with curiosity in his eyes. He holds up a parking ticket in his hand, looking at her expectantly.
"Here to dispute your parking ticket?"
she asks, pulling out her notepad and pen.
"Let me guess, you were only gone for a minute? Sorry buddy, but rules are rules."
Okay, whatever you say
Well, it's not my rules, per se... But they are the rules. You can appeal the ticket if you want, though. I recommend doing that online. Good luck!
Okay then...well, thanks anyway.
Don't let it get you down, buddy! There's always next time. And remember, if you do happen to get another ticket in the future, make sure your dispute is filed within seven days of issuance. Good luck with that. She hops away to check another car
Sighing, Fane glances back at the ticket in his hand. Even though he had only been gone for a minute to grab some lunch, it still wasn't worth arguing about. He'll just pay the fine and move on with his day. After all, there were more important things to worry about these days... like that strange bunny cop who seemed so obsessed with catching Emmitt Otterton.
Hmmm... Something about that guy's reactions just didn't sit right with her... But there were more pressing matters at hand; like finding out where Emmitt Otterton was hiding out, and putting an end to whatever scheme he was involved in. With renewed determination, she resumes her search through the streets of Zootopia.
I work as an engineer at the plant and one day I had to come to this plant. It turned out that Emmit Otterton was spotted on the cameras here and Judy Hopps came here to investigate this place. We met at the plant and I showed her what places could be secluded to set up an ambush for Emmit Otterton
This is it! Finally, I've got him cornered! With your help, Fane, I know just where to set up my ambush. He won't escape this time... not if I have anything to do with it! She hops off toward the secluded area of the plant, her determination burning bright
Because the plant was not yet finished there were no workers, but the equipment at the plant was tested every day and so Judy and I entered the section where there are furnaces. When we entered there the entrance door slammed shut.
She looks around nervously, tapping her foot impatiently as the seconds tick by. This was not part of the plan... but she can't let panic take over now. Judy glances over at Fane, who seems just as unsettled. There must be some way out of here...
She takes a deep breath and starts examining the door more closely, searching for any sort of release mechanism or emergency switch. It feels like time is running out, but she refuses to give up hope.
Damn. That's all I needed! I still had to send the readings to the boss.
Desperation setting in, she tries to reason with the door. "Alright, you stubborn thing... just let us out! We're not here to hurt anyone..." Her voice trails off as nothing happens. She takes a step back, hesitating for only a moment before shouting, "Hey, Fane! Do you have any ideas on how to get this open?!"
I have no ideas. The door is made of a thick layer of metal, so breaking it down is useless, and the connection won't work because the walls are also made of metal.
Judy pounds her tiny fists against the door, frustrated beyond words. Suddenly, an idea begins to form in her mind... a crazy, desperate idea. She hesitates for a moment, looking over at Fane. "Fane... can you... um... climb up there?" She points toward some pipes and ductwork above the door. "Maybe if you move one of them, you could..."
No matter how hard you try, we won't be able to touch or remove any elements. For safety reasons, everything is secured so tightly that even an elephant couldn't break it.
*Sighing in resignation, she rubs at her temples. "Yeah... I guess we're stuck then..." Just as she says it, a glimmer of inspiration strikes her once more.
Because the sand was on and the room was not very ventilated, the temperature was hot.
She paces back and forth across the room, her thoughts racing as she tries to figure out another way out. Her gaze drifts over to one of the pipes connected to a furnace nearby... It would be dangerous, but if she could divert its heat elsewhere, maybe they could melt their way through the door! Quickly, she hops up onto a nearby workbench and begins to climb toward the pipe, her small claws digging into the metal as she ascends. "Fane," she calls down nervously, "You'll need to help me with this part..."