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Why am I here?
That was the question that crossed Bogo's mind when he entered the place.
"What do you think, chief?" smiled brightly Clawhauser as he dragged a bit the buffalo inside.
Oh, right.
When he finally shrunk down to normal, he managed to get close to the precinct, and get easily in.
He barely heard that the thugs who attacked him were arrested, but kept their mouths shut, or that any potential others didn't appear, and the transfer to the bunker went perfectly.
(That wasn't to the taste of their "boss", let me tell you...)
Not even Wilde coming to his office with the biggest, evilest, most shit-eating grin that ever existed and unloading gigatons of ribbing and snark couldn't remove the dumb, hazy, goofy smile the afterglow imposed on his face.
But when, after sleeping it off, he came back to his senses the following day (which was today), he began panicking.
Because he knew that there'd be the feedback growth.
And he knew that if he acted again like a horny beast, he'd really never live it down.
So he spent the whole day low-key panicking, nerves fraying as he awaited for the round two, that took its sweet time...
Clawhauser noticed it and tried to invite him to something he usually did at night, to relax.
Bogo would have normally refused, but he was so on his last nerves he accepted.
And thus found himself in the last place he'd associate to Clawhauser or he himself would see himself go.
A gay bar.
Without answering, Bogo charged straight to the counter.
"What can I do for you, big guy?" teased the bartender.
"Whiskey. Tankard."
The bartender whistled , but obeyed.
"Chief, that's not a bit too much?" worried Clawhauser.
"That fucking feedback's going to happen soon, I need to calm down my nerves!"
"Yeah, but... They're going to be too relaxed, no?"
"Oh, mind your own business!" barked the buffalo.
Clawhauser looked in saddened shock, before going away.
Great, now I feel bad...
Guiltily beginning his whiskey, Bogo looked around.
It was a bar. Nothing special.
Oh, the couples were all homosexuals, but except that, nothing different from a vanilla bar.
When was the last time I just went to a bar, anyway?
Bogo searched his memories...
And the result was that outside of the gym and Gazelle's concerts, he had almost zero social life.
And being the chief of police wasn't an excuse, he had free time.
Depressing himself with this realization, Bogo ordered one more tankard of whiskey.
"Hey, sexy," said a voice next to him.
Looking right, the buffalo saw a shortstack panther, lightly dressed, looking at him with a seductive leer.
"Quite the big guy for a ruminant, eh? I like that."
"Not interested," immediately grumbled Bogo. "Also, maybe you'd be more convincing without all that lipstick over your face."
"Oh, some servers got saucy, that's all," growled seducingly the panther. "But I prefer some one-on-one, something more intimate, if you-"
"Jimmy?!"
Both animals turned to the exclamation's source: Clawhauser, who had a tankard of shandy in his hand and stared with shock at the panther.
"...Benjy?!" exclaimed the panther. "Oh man! It's been what, 10 years?! I-"
SPLASH!!
Bogo froze in utter shock.
His brain just couldn't compute what just happened, because it was just anathema to everything he knew.
Benjamin Clawhauser, the kindest, gentlest man in all Zootopia...
Just threw the contents of his tankard at the panther's face.
"Clawhauser?!" he finally managed to blurt.
"...Okay, I guess I deserved that," muttered Jimmy, since this was the panther's name.
"You deserve worse than that!" snarled Clawhauser.
Bogo's brain crashed even more.
Clawhauser, in his face and his words, showed things he never would have associated with the cheetah.
Anger.
Resentment.
Hatred.
"Come on, Benjy, it's been 10 years! You don't think it's time to forgive-"
"FORGIVE WHAT?!" bellowed Clawhauser. "THE FACT THAT YOU FUCKING LED ME AROUND?! DRAGGED ME IN YOUR SCHEMES?! THREW ME UNDER THE BUS?! AFTER EVERYTHING I DID FOR YOU?! FUCK YOU!!"
The cheetah's rabid screams began attracting unwanted attention, leading the panther to cut his losses and run out of the bar.
"YEAH, RUN!! LEAVE YOUR MESSES TO OTHERS!! THAT'S THE ONLY THING YOU'RE GOOD AT!!"
Clawhauser sat furiously to the counter, under the bulging eyes and agape mouth of his chief.
"Whiskey! The whole bottle!" he barked.
The bartender, scared for his life, obeyed.
"Clawhauser, what the hell?!" finally stammered Bogo when the cheetah began drinking straight from the bottle.
"I need to erase that from my memory!" spat Clawhauser.
"That's too much! You're an officer, you shouldn't-"
"SPARE ME THE LECTURE, YOU GODDAMN HYPOCRITE!!"
Bogo's brain completely died at the impossible fact of Clawhauser yelling at him, and began the laborious task of rebooting while the enraged cheetah went back to emptying the bottle.
Art by
gepredators
Original here: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/34887716/
Bogo and Clawhauser © Disney
Jimmy the panther © me
Why am I here?
That was the question that crossed Bogo's mind when he entered the place.
"What do you think, chief?" smiled brightly Clawhauser as he dragged a bit the buffalo inside.
Oh, right.
When he finally shrunk down to normal, he managed to get close to the precinct, and get easily in.
He barely heard that the thugs who attacked him were arrested, but kept their mouths shut, or that any potential others didn't appear, and the transfer to the bunker went perfectly.
(That wasn't to the taste of their "boss", let me tell you...)
Not even Wilde coming to his office with the biggest, evilest, most shit-eating grin that ever existed and unloading gigatons of ribbing and snark couldn't remove the dumb, hazy, goofy smile the afterglow imposed on his face.
But when, after sleeping it off, he came back to his senses the following day (which was today), he began panicking.
Because he knew that there'd be the feedback growth.
And he knew that if he acted again like a horny beast, he'd really never live it down.
So he spent the whole day low-key panicking, nerves fraying as he awaited for the round two, that took its sweet time...
Clawhauser noticed it and tried to invite him to something he usually did at night, to relax.
Bogo would have normally refused, but he was so on his last nerves he accepted.
And thus found himself in the last place he'd associate to Clawhauser or he himself would see himself go.
A gay bar.
Without answering, Bogo charged straight to the counter.
"What can I do for you, big guy?" teased the bartender.
"Whiskey. Tankard."
The bartender whistled , but obeyed.
"Chief, that's not a bit too much?" worried Clawhauser.
"That fucking feedback's going to happen soon, I need to calm down my nerves!"
"Yeah, but... They're going to be too relaxed, no?"
"Oh, mind your own business!" barked the buffalo.
Clawhauser looked in saddened shock, before going away.
Great, now I feel bad...
Guiltily beginning his whiskey, Bogo looked around.
It was a bar. Nothing special.
Oh, the couples were all homosexuals, but except that, nothing different from a vanilla bar.
When was the last time I just went to a bar, anyway?
Bogo searched his memories...
And the result was that outside of the gym and Gazelle's concerts, he had almost zero social life.
And being the chief of police wasn't an excuse, he had free time.
Depressing himself with this realization, Bogo ordered one more tankard of whiskey.
"Hey, sexy," said a voice next to him.
Looking right, the buffalo saw a shortstack panther, lightly dressed, looking at him with a seductive leer.
"Quite the big guy for a ruminant, eh? I like that."
"Not interested," immediately grumbled Bogo. "Also, maybe you'd be more convincing without all that lipstick over your face."
"Oh, some servers got saucy, that's all," growled seducingly the panther. "But I prefer some one-on-one, something more intimate, if you-"
"Jimmy?!"
Both animals turned to the exclamation's source: Clawhauser, who had a tankard of shandy in his hand and stared with shock at the panther.
"...Benjy?!" exclaimed the panther. "Oh man! It's been what, 10 years?! I-"
SPLASH!!
Bogo froze in utter shock.
His brain just couldn't compute what just happened, because it was just anathema to everything he knew.
Benjamin Clawhauser, the kindest, gentlest man in all Zootopia...
Just threw the contents of his tankard at the panther's face.
"Clawhauser?!" he finally managed to blurt.
"...Okay, I guess I deserved that," muttered Jimmy, since this was the panther's name.
"You deserve worse than that!" snarled Clawhauser.
Bogo's brain crashed even more.
Clawhauser, in his face and his words, showed things he never would have associated with the cheetah.
Anger.
Resentment.
Hatred.
"Come on, Benjy, it's been 10 years! You don't think it's time to forgive-"
"FORGIVE WHAT?!" bellowed Clawhauser. "THE FACT THAT YOU FUCKING LED ME AROUND?! DRAGGED ME IN YOUR SCHEMES?! THREW ME UNDER THE BUS?! AFTER EVERYTHING I DID FOR YOU?! FUCK YOU!!"
The cheetah's rabid screams began attracting unwanted attention, leading the panther to cut his losses and run out of the bar.
"YEAH, RUN!! LEAVE YOUR MESSES TO OTHERS!! THAT'S THE ONLY THING YOU'RE GOOD AT!!"
Clawhauser sat furiously to the counter, under the bulging eyes and agape mouth of his chief.
"Whiskey! The whole bottle!" he barked.
The bartender, scared for his life, obeyed.
"Clawhauser, what the hell?!" finally stammered Bogo when the cheetah began drinking straight from the bottle.
"I need to erase that from my memory!" spat Clawhauser.
"That's too much! You're an officer, you shouldn't-"
"SPARE ME THE LECTURE, YOU GODDAMN HYPOCRITE!!"
Bogo's brain completely died at the impossible fact of Clawhauser yelling at him, and began the laborious task of rebooting while the enraged cheetah went back to emptying the bottle.
Art by
gepredatorsOriginal here: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/34887716/
Bogo and Clawhauser © Disney
Jimmy the panther © me
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fanart
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 1920 x 1080px
File Size 2.63 MB
Listed in Folders
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