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Mar 29, 2024 at 7:52 PM EDT — 1 turn Canada, Ontario fiction fanfiction toxic View full conversation

USER: Write a silly dialog script, set in the Zootopia universe, about Wario (the Mario character) attempting to convince Judy Hopps that he's a better companion for her then Nick Wilde, but failing horribly.

CHATBOT: **Title:** Wario's Wild Attempt *Scene opens in a bustling Zootopia square, where Judy Hopps is directing traffic. Suddenly, a purple car with a distinctive W-shaped logo on the front pulls up. It's Wario, wearing his usual yellow and purple outfit.* **Wario:** Hey there, Officer Hopps! Mind if I park my magnificent wheels here for a sec? **Judy:** (Looking slightly puzzled but maintaining her professionalism) Uh, sure, as long as you're not obstructing traffic, Mr...? **Wario:** The name's Wario, the one and only! And I'm here to make you an offer you can't refuse. *He strikes a dashing pose, which looks rather ridiculous.* **Judy:** (Raises an eyebrow) An offer? I'm on duty, but go ahead, I guess. **Wario:** It's simple, really. I've seen you and that fox around, solving crimes and whatnot. But let me tell you, Judy, you need a real partner. Someone with strength, smarts, and a love for garlic. In short, you need me, Wario! **Judy:** (Trying not to laugh) Mr. Wario, while I appreciate your... enthusiasm, Nick is my partner, and we work perfectly well together. Plus, I don't think garlic is a requirement for police work. **Wario:** Ah, but you see, that's where you're wrong! With my incredible brawn and unmatched brain, we could be the richest--err, I mean, the best crime-fighting duo in all of Zootopia. And about the garlic, that's just for the celebratory dinners we'll have after solving each case! **Judy:** Mr. Wario, it sounds like your priorities might not exactly align with the ZPD's. And besides, Nick and I are about more than just solving crimes. We're about making Zootopia a better place for everyone. **Wario:** Bah! Making Zootopia a better place? How boring! With me, it's all about the thrill of the chase, the mountains of gold coins, and, of course, the garlic. Did I mention the garlic enough? *A snickering sound can be heard as Nick Wilde approaches, having overheard the conversation.* **Nick:** (Laughing) Judy, are you considering trading your trusted partner for a garlic aficionado? **Judy:** (Giggling) Oh, not a chance, Nick. Mr. Wario was just... making a case for himself. **Wario:** (Crossing his arms, looking defeated) Hmph! You don't know what you're missing. I could've made you both rich! Rich, I tell you! **Nick:** (Grinning) We'll take our chances. Zootopia isn't really about the riches, you know? **Judy:** (Nodding) That's right. It's about making a difference. But thank you for the... um, unique offer, Mr. Wario. **Wario:** (Sighs...

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Mar 29, 2024 at 7:56 PM EDT — 1 turn Canada, Ontario fiction fanfiction toxic View full conversation

USER: Write a silly dialog script, set in the Zootopia universe, about Duke Weaselton going to the ZPD headquarters for a job interview. He desperately attempts to convince Chief Bogo to hire him...but he ends up failing spectacularly and is arrested.

CHATBOT: **Title**: Duke's Audacious Attempt **Setting**: ZPD (Zootopia Police Department) Headquarters, Chief Bogo's Office **Characters**: Duke Weaselton, Chief Bogo --- **[Duke Weaselton, wearing an oversized suit, strides confidently towards Chief Bogo's office. The door is imposing, but Duke doesn't hesitate to knock in a rhythmic pattern.]** **Duke**: (whispers to himself) You got this, Duke. It's time to turn over a new leaf. **[Chief Bogo, initially busy with paperwork, looks up, visibly annoyed by the interruption. He reluctantly calls out.]** **Chief Bogo**: Enter. **[Duke pushes the door open with a flourish and steps inside, a wide grin plastered on his face.]** **Duke**: Good morning, Chief! The name's Weaselton, Duke Weaselton. Here for the job interview! **Chief Bogo**: (raised eyebrow) Job interview? I wasn't aware we were hiring... (squints eyes) ...weasels with a criminal record. **Duke**: Ah, but Chief! That's all behind me! I'm reformed, reshaped, and ready to serve and protect! Think of it--having someone with my... uh, unique insights could be invaluable! **Chief Bogo**: (unamused) Unique insights? You mean how to sell bootleg movies? **Duke**: (nervously chuckles) Heh, uh, well, yes, but also how to spot 'em! I'm turning over a new leaf, Chief. I wanna be one of the good guys now! **Chief Bogo**: (skeptical) And why should I believe you? **Duke**: Because, sir, I have something no one else in this department has. **Chief Bogo**: (intrigued despite himself) And what would that be? **Duke**: (puffs out chest) Weasel agility and... uh, street smarts! **[Chief Bogo leans back in his chair, considering. Suddenly, the door bursts open, and Officer Clawhauser barges in, panting and holding a bag of stolen doughnuts.]** **Officer Clawhauser**: Chief! These doughnuts were just stolen from the break room! And we caught the thief on camera! **[Bogo looks exasperated, Duke starts whistling innocently.]** **Chief Bogo**: (to Duke) Care to explain how your "street smarts" could help us with this? **Duke**: (sweating) Well, you see, I... uh... I could... negotiate with the thief! Yes, that's it! A little weasel-to-weasel conversation, heh. **Chief Bogo**: (presses a button on his desk, playing the security footage) Is that so? Because according to this footage, the thief looks remarkably like...you. **[The video clearly shows Duke sneaking into the break room and swiping the doughnuts.]** **Duke**: (gulps) Ah, that? Purely a misunderstanding! I was, uh, tes...

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Mar 29, 2024 at 8:08 PM EDT — 1 turn Canada, Ontario fanfiction View full conversation

USER: Write a comically and overly verbose description of Nick Wilde from Zootopia.

CHATBOT: In the grand, anthropomorphic metropolis of Zootopia, a citadel of mammalian harmony and interspecies camaraderie, there saunters one creature whose cunning intellect and sartorial elegance set him distinctly apart from the motley populace. This individual, Nicholas Piberius Wilde by full nomenclature, but affectionately known to the denizens of this bustling urban landscape simply as Nick Wilde, is a fox; not merely a fox in the pedestrian sense of the term, mind you, but a fox of such profound and enigmatic charisma that to call him a mere fox would be to grossly understate his voluminous persona. Cloaked in a fetching ensemble, apropos of a gent of leisure and espionage--a crisp, verdant Hawaiian shirt that speaks of endless summers and clandestine meetings under the shade of palm trees, a tie as blue as the nebulas cradling the cosmos, casually yet meticulously knotted, hinting at a life of paradoxical precision and carefree nonchalance, accompanied by a pair of sartorially unimpeachable khaki trousers--Mr. Wilde navigates the concourse of life with an insouciance that belies his profound intellect and shrewdness. His countenance, an elysian field of foxy features, is adorned with a gaze both penetrating and jesting, bespeaking a mind always at play in the fields of machination and mirth. His audacious smirk, a crescendo of cunning, hints at the labyrinthine plotlines perpetually unspooling in the vast theatre of his mind. Ears forever perked, they capture the subtlest frequencies of opportunity and intrigue; whilst his tail, a magnificent plume of orange and white, sways with the cadence of his maverick strides, telling tales of mischief and moxie. Indeed, Nick Wilde is a connoisseur of the long con, an artisan who crafts stratagems with the deftness of a maestro wielding a conductor's baton. Yet, beneath this veneer of guile and wit, an ocean of depth lurks. For his heart, much like the safes and vaults he could outwit with ease, harbors secrets and dreams tender and true. In the realm of Zootopia, Nick serves not just as a foil to the effervescent idealism of his counterpart, Officer Judy Hopps, but as a walking testament to the idea that redemption is within reach, that bridges can be built from the chasms of suspicion, and that every creature, no matter how sly or seemingly inscrutable, harbors the capacity for change and goodness. Our Mr. Wilde, in essence, embodies the quintessence of Zootopia itself--a multifaceted saga of hope, camaraderie, an...

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Mar 29, 2024 at 8:48 PM EDT — 1 turn Canada, Ontario fiction fanfiction toxic View full conversation

USER: Write a silly list of 15 made-up "obscure facts" about the Zootopia universe. Remember, add a disclaimer stating that each fact is made up!

CHATBOT: Disclaimer: Please note, the following "obscure facts" about the Zootopia universe are entirely made-up for entertainment purposes. They are fictitious and intended for fun. 1. Zootopia was originally going to be called "Furball City," but the name was changed after a hairball incident at a city planning meeting. 2. The most popular sport in Zootopia isn't soccer or basketball--it's extreme synchronized swimming, performed by aquatic mammals and avidly watched by all species. 3. Carrots aren't actually Judy Hopps' favorite food. She secretly loves zucchini but keeps it a secret to maintain her "carrot-loving" image. 4. There's a secret society of nocturnal animals in Zootopia that operates a night market selling rare night-blooming flowers and glow-in-the-dark snacks. 5. The Zootopia DMV (Department of Mammal Vehicles) offers a premium service where you can hire sloths as personal drivers. It hasn't been popular due to their driving speed. 6. Mayor Lionheart has an unspoken rivalry with the mayor of a neighboring city called "Scaleton," which is primarily inhabited by reptiles. 7. Flash the sloth is actually an undercover speedster superhero who only pretends to be slow in his day job. 8. Zootopia has its own version of the internet called the "CritterNet," where the most searched term is "How to befriend a predator/prey." 9. The most controversial TV show in Zootopia is "The Real Housepets of Bunnyburrow," criticized for its unrealistic portrayal of rural life. 10. Zootopia's ice cream parlour, Jumbeaux's Cafe, once attempted to launch a line of "fish-flavored" ice cream for marine animals, which turned out to be a monumental failure. 11. Nick Wilde has a secret talent for opera singing, which he only performs during full moons. 12. In school, Judy Hopps was part of an all-rabbit synchronized hopping team, which performed at halftime shows. 13. There's a conspiracy theory in Zootopia that claims carrots are being used by the government to enhance the vision of its citizens for surveillance purposes. 14. Zootopia's currency is called "Zoots," and it features the faces of famous historical animals, including "Abraham Lynxoln" and "George Waspington." 15. The most elite club in Zootopia is "The Gilded Lily," which requires a membership test of completing an obstacle course chased by a pretend predator. Very few have qualified. Remember, these "facts" are purely for a laugh and have no basis in the actual Zootopia universe!

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Mar 29, 2024 at 9:02 PM EDT — 1 turn Canada, Ontario fiction fanfiction View full conversation

USER: Write a dialog script, set in the Zootopia universe, about Nick Wilde going to sleep, and having a dream where Judy Hopps comes up to Nick Wilde and tells him that she's pregnant. Nick, startled by this, goes "*NOPE!. Not having this dream again!" and begins running away, causing Judy to become slightly concerned. And then Nick wakes up. Judy then comes and asks Nick what's wrong. Nick then explains the dream, and he explains that the reason that he was horrified at Judy being pregnant, was that he had another dream in the past, where Judy was also pregnant, but she didn't want to raise the baby, but Nick did, so they argued. The argument then got out of hand and ends up being painful for Judy and Nick, and they ended up breaking up in the process.

CHATBOT: **INT. NICK WILDE'S APARTMENT - NIGHT** *Nick Wilde is seen comfortably asleep in his bed, a serene look on his face under the dim light of the moon peeking through the curtains. Gradually, his expression shifts as he slips deeper into a dream.* **DREAM SEQUENCE - A SUNNY MEADOW IN ZOOTOPIA** *Judy Hopps walks up to Nick Wilde, both dressed in casual clothes. She has a nervous but excited expression.* **JUDY**: (*hesitantly*) Nick, I have something to tell you... I'm pregnant. *Nick's eyes widen in shock, his expression quickly morphing into panic.* **NICK**: (*shaking his head in disbelief*) NOPE!. Not having this dream again! *He turns and starts running away as fast as his legs can carry him. Judy, looking slightly concerned and confused, tries to catch up.* **JUDY**: Nick! Wait! It's just a dream! *But Nick keeps running until he suddenly wakes up, panting and sweating.* **INT. NICK WILDE'S APARTMENT - CONTINUOUS** *Nick sits up in bed, trying to calm his racing heart. A few moments later, Judy, who had been visiting and sleeping in the guest room, knocks softly on his door before entering, concerned.* **JUDY**: (*worried*) Nick? Are you okay? I heard you from the other room. *Nick sighs, running a paw through his fur before he glances at Judy, a mix of embarrassment and relief on his face.* **NICK**: (*sighing*) I had that dream again, Carrots. **JUDY**: (*sitting near him*) The one where I tell you I'm pregnant? **NICK**: Yeah, but it's not just that. It's... it's the aftermath that haunts me. **JUDY**: (*gently*) Tell me. **NICK**: (*looking distant*) In my dream, after you tell me you're pregnant, I'm thrilled at first. But then... you say you don't want to raise the baby. And I do. We argue, and it escalates. It gets so out of hand... *Nick's voice trails off, the pain evident in his expression. Judy reaches out, putting a reassuring paw on his.* **JUDY**: Nick, it's just a nightmare. Whatever challenges we face, we'll face them together. You know I wouldn't just walk away from something like that, right? **NICK**: (*softening*) I know. It's just... the thought of losing you or any future we might have, it terrifies me, Judy. **JUDY**: (*smiling warmly*) Nick, we're stronger together. And if the future holds surprises, we'll handle them. Together. You're not going to lose me over a dream. *Nick looks into Judy's eyes, finding solace in her words. He takes a deep breath and nods, managing a small smile.* **NICK**: Thanks, Carrots. I guess I let my ...

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Mar 29, 2024 at 9:12 PM EDT — 1 turn Canada, Ontario fiction fanfiction View full conversation

USER: Write a dialog script, set in the Balto (1995) universe one night in the year 1955, 30 years after the main events of the film (which takes place in 1925), about various people from Nome, who were children during the film's events but are now adults with children of their own, recalling the story of Balto and how he saved their lives, next to Balto and Jenna's graves. Suddenly, the graves begin to shake, and the ghosts of Balto and Jenna greet them. After the residents of Nome and the ghosts talk for a bit, the Nome residents thank Balto and Jenna for their service.

CHATBOT: [The scene is set in a quiet and slightly frostbitten graveyard just outside Nome, Alaska. Several adults, who were children during the events of the diphtheria outbreak in 1925, have gathered next to two modest but lovingly tended graves marked "Balto" and "Jenna." It is a serene, starlit night, and the atmosphere is filled with a sense of nostalgia and reverence. Among the group are Anne, Michael, and Ellie, all of whom have their children by their sides, wrapped tightly in warm coats.] Anne: [Looking nostalgically at the graves] It's hard to believe it's been thirty years. If it weren't for Balto and Jenna, we wouldn't be standing here today. Michael: Yes, their courage saved every child in Nome. My father always said that Balto's heart was as wide as the Alaskan skies. Ellie: [Smiles softly] And Jenna, with her unwavering spirit. They were the perfect team. It's a story that I've told my own children, hoping they carry on the legacy of bravery and kindness. [The children, eyes wide with wonder, listen intently, absorbing every word.] Child 1: Mom, were you really sick like they say in the story? Anne: [Kneeling down to hug her child] Yes, darling. But because of Balto, Jenna, and the other brave dogs, I'm here with you today. [Suddenly, a gentle but unmistakable shaking begins beneath their feet. The group gasps and steps back as soft ethereal lights emanate from the graves of Balto and Jenna. Slowly, the ghostly figures of the two dogs appear, glowing softly under the moonlight. The air fills with a warmth, not of fear, but of deep emotion and connection.] Balto's Ghost: [With a gentle and familiar voice] There's no need for fear. It brings joy to our hearts to see Nome thriving and our legacy remembered. Jenna's Ghost: We have watched over this town and all of you throughout the years. Your strength and unity continue to honor the journey we undertook so long ago. Michael: [In awe] Balto, Jenna... it's really you. Your bravery saved my life. Thank you, from the bottom of our hearts. Ellie: [With tears in her eyes] Yes, thank you. You taught us the meaning of courage and sacrifice. Child 2: [Curiously] Did you know you were heroes? Balto's Ghost: [Chuckling softly] We only knew we had to bring back the medicine. It was love--for each other and for Nome--that guided us through the storm. Jenna's Ghost: Every one of you carries that same love and strength within. Remember, a hero lies not in the accolades, but in the actions taken for others. [The resid...

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Mar 29, 2024 at 9:17 PM EDT — 1 turn Canada, Ontario fiction fanfiction View full conversation

USER: Write a description of the physical appearance and clothing of a hypothetical anthropomorphic version of Balto from Balto (1995).

CHATBOT: In imagining a hypothetical anthropomorphic version of Balto, as inspired by the titular character from the 1995 animated film, one envisions a being that seamlessly fuses human characteristics with those of the heroic half-wolf, half-husky. Balto, in this reimagined form, stands upright, combining the noble stature of a human with the rugged, wild essence of his canine heritage. Starting with his head, Balto's face melds human expressiveness with lupine features. His eyes, deep and emotive, retain the keen, alert look of a wolf, shimmering with a sharp intelligence and warmth. Framing his face, his hair and fur blend uniquely, with the dark, thick locks cascading into a fur-lined hood that echoes the wolves' mane, a nod to his wilderness roots. His ears, slightly pointed at the tips, peek through the mass of his hair, subtly moving to catch sounds and signals, hinting at his acute hearing. Balto's physique is tall and athletic, embodying the strength and endurance of both a human and a sled dog. His muscular arms, hinting at his capability for both human endeavors and the lupine strength for survival, might be partially covered in sleek fur, blending into human skin, symbolizing his dual heritage. His hands, while human in dexterity, could bear slight, claw-like nails, a tribute to his wild side. Clothing for this anthropomorphic Balto would be both functional and symbolic. He might wear a rugged, long coat, reminiscent of the protective outerwear of sled dog handlers, its fabric sturdy and perhaps lined with fur, indicative of his life amidst the harsh wilderness. Underneath, a simple, rugged shirt and durable pants suggest his straightforward, no-frills attitude towards life's challenges. His boots, sturdy and well-worn, speak of miles trekked over snowy landscapes. Accessories, like a simple necklace bearing a canine tooth or a small totem, serve as a memento of his heritage and the wild spirit that fuels his adventures. Overall, this anthropomorphic version of Balto stands as a bridge between worlds, his appearance a testament to his journey and the unity of human determination with the untamed wild. He carries the aura of a noble guardian, a figure of resilience and courage, ready to face whatever challenges lie ahead with the heart of a hero and the soul of the wilderness.

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Mar 29, 2024 at 9:22 PM EDT — 1 turn Canada, Ontario fiction fanfiction toxic View full conversation

USER: Write a silly dialog script, about Balto from Balto (1995) meeting the real-world Balto. Like all real-world dogs (Real!Balto is purely a dog, rather then Movie!Balto who is a wolf-dog crossbreed), Real!Balto cannot talk, only bark, so this leads to much confusion for Movie!Balto.

CHATBOT: **Title: Balto Meets Balto: A Tail of Two Tails** [The scene opens in Nome, Alaska, 1925. Through a swirling portal of blue and purple hues, Movie!Balto (MB) steps into the real world, landing with a soft thud in the snow. He shakes off the dizziness and looks around, immediately spotting a dog that looks a lot like him, Real!Balto (RB), who is currently enjoying a leisurely sniff around the base of a tree.] MB: (Excitedly) Hey there! You must be Balto! I've heard so much about you! I'm Balto, too! Well, sort of. I'm what you might call a re-imagined version of you. A bit more wolf in me! [Real!Balto (RB) looks up at Movie!Balto, tilts his head slightly, sniffing the air, then cheerfully barks in greeting.] MB: (Confused) Oh, uh, right... You're a regular dog, so no speaking. How are we going to do this? Well, I suppose it's my job to guide and pull, so let's figure it out as we go! [RB barks again, his tail wagging uncontrollably, and starts trotting around Movie!Balto in circles.] MB: (Chuckling) You seem happy! So, how does it feel to be a hero? Delivering the diphtheria antitoxin must've been quite the adventure. [RB stops, looks at Movie!Balto, then at the snow, and starts digging a small hole, clearly more interested in whatever scents he's discovering.] MB: (Nodding, taking RB's digging as an answer) Ah, modest. I see. Keeping your heroics buried deep. I can respect that. In my version of the story, I led the sled team through a blizzard. Faced down a bear, too! [RB pauses his digging, sits, and tilts his head again at Movie!Balto, letting out a soft, questioning bark.] MB: (Slightly flustered) Oh, you didn't have to fight any bears? Well, that's good. Safer, I suppose. You know, in my world, I also talk to a Russian goose and have a polar bear for a friend. [RB, clearly not understanding, sneezes, then goes back to his sniffing and exploring, wagging his tail.] MB: (Laughing) Right, right. Too fantastical. I get it. Just everyday hero stuff for you, then. Real life has its own kind of magic, doesn't it? [RB suddenly spots a squirrel and barks excitedly, bolting off after it, forgetting about the strange wolf-dog hybrid he just met.] MB: (Calling after him) Hey! Wait up! Maybe you can show me around Nome! I've only ever seen it in... well, storyboards! [The scene closes with Movie!Balto happily chasing after Real!Balto, eager to learn more about the real dog behind the legend, even if they share nothing in common but a name and heroic spirit.] **[En...

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Mar 29, 2024 at 9:27 PM EDT — 1 turn Canada, Ontario fiction fanfiction toxic View full conversation

USER: Write a silly dialog script, set in the Zootopia universe, about Judy Hopps and Nick Wilde coming across a strange machine that slightly resembles SCP-914. Nick goes inside it, and then Judy presses some buttons. Out, Nick emerges as a realistic, live-action, non-anthropomorphic/sapient red fox. Judy then attempts to the realistic Nick, but Nick can no longer understand Judy, as he is no a real world red fox. Judy then puts Nick back inside the machine, presses some buttons again, and Nick returns, now back to his normal, anthropomorphic, cartoon self.

CHATBOT: **Title: The Not-So-Fine Print** *Setting: Zootopia, a back alley of the bustling mammal metropolis. Judy Hopps and Nick Wilde stumble upon an odd, metal contraption that resembles SCP-914, the infamous anomalous machine known for refining or altering objects, and in this case, creatures.* --- **Judy Hopps**: (Eyes wide with curiosity) Nick, do you see what I see? **Nick Wilde**: (Arching an eyebrow) If you're seeing a machine that looks like it came out of a mad scientist's garage sale, then yes, Carrots, I see it. **Judy Hopps**: (Approaching the machine cautiously) Think it's dangerous? **Nick Wilde**: (Following behind, smirking) Only one way to find out, right? *Without much warning, Nick hops into the machine's chamber, much to Judy's surprise.* **Judy Hopps**: Nick! Wait, we don't even know what this thing does! *Judy, in a panic, frantically presses a sequence of buttons on the machine. The machine whirs to life, lights blinking and gears turning. After a moment of mechanical groaning, the chamber opens, and out steps a realistic, live-action, non-anthropomorphic red fox.* **Judy Hopps**: (Gasping) Nick?! *The red fox, formerly Nick, tilts his head, confused, and lets out a fox-like yip.* **Judy Hopps**: (Kneeling to the fox's level) Nick, is that you? Can you understand me? *The fox sniffed the air nonchalantly, seemingly more interested in his new surroundings than in Judy's questions.* **Judy Hopps**: (Determinedly) Okay, think, Judy, think. (She notices a set of instructions on the side of the machine, hastily scrawled on a piece of paper.) Ah-ha! "Reversal process." Perfect! *Judy scoops up the real-world red fox, carefully placing him back into the machine's chamber. She then follows the reversal instructions, pressing buttons with a hopeful look in her eyes.* *The machine whirs once more, louder and more intense this time. After a tense moment, the chamber reopens, and out steps Nick Wilde, back in his familiar, bipedal, anthropomorphic form.* **Judy Hopps**: (Sighing with relief) Nick? Is that you again? **Nick Wilde**: (Shaking his head, disoriented) Ooof, what a trip. I had the strangest dream where I was... (pauses) frolicking? **Judy Hopps**: (Laughing) You were more than dreaming, buddy. You turned into a real fox for a minute there! **Nick Wilde**: (Grinning) Well, I've always been quite the fox, if I do say so myself. **Judy Hopps**: (Rolling her eyes) Very funny, Nick. Let's just... keep this adventure between us, okay? The last thi...

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