Prompt: ZootopiaAU meet cute.

This is for the anon who prompted Lion!Gold and Okapi!Belle meeting for the first time.

Previous Zootopia!AU universe fics can be found here.

89: Zootopia Au. Ooooh this is a good one that I have not properly expanded on at all!! Obviously, Hera is Judy Hopps, which makes Kanan Nick Wilde. I'm not 100 percent sure about the other characters-- Chief Bogo might be Fox, or Mace Windu, or even Commander Sato! The trouble would be the villain, honestly-- not sure who it would be

But! I do have one scene for sure that lives rent free in my head

"Did you just boot my stroller?"

Can’t tell if this is a prompt of not, but I’m doing Bojack Horseman rules–interspecies relationships can have kids and they will be the species of one of the parents.  In this ‘verse, Rumford is a lion, Milah was a fox, Neal is a fox.  Going on that vein, Emma is a bunny, Neal is a fox, Henry is a bunny (with similar coloring to his father).

one more unexpected AU !

There was something divergent in Peridot’s way of thinking and living that had always set her apart from other Gems of her kind. Her ego liked to say it was her being much more intelligent and far more driven than all the other Peridots. But, in truth, it was her ambition that set her apart, or rather, what her ambition had her aim to be. On Homeworld, though they had made tremendous steps (one may even say leaps)in integrating diversity and equality among the Gems and have torn down the class barriers that set Gems apart from one another, opting for a more democratic ruling rather than a dictatorial one, if one could call it democratic, there were still aspects that Gems clung to from the old world. Along with the stigma that went along with it. What a Gem did for a living was one of those old traditions that many clung to.

They went where the strengths they were made with would have them most useful at.

Quartz Gems still more often than not chose paths primarily for warriors, such as soldiers and officers. Many Sapphires went into the stock industry, some even in the gambling and betting side of the market, their future vision proving quite useful in knowing where to put their chips in. Most Gems with healing powers chose to be doctors and nurses. So on, and so on. You can get the picture.

Peridot Gems primarily went into tech work. Building machinery, acting as tech support, mechanics, the such.

Except, Peridot, this little Peridot had no intention of just being another mechanic for the small colony she was made in. Even when she was fresh out of her kindergarten and going through basic education with other Gems that came out around the same time as her, Peridot knew she wasn’t going to be a technician. Sure, she was good at it; she was a Peridot after all. That information was ingrained in her very core. But, she had her sights set on a different career path.

Peridot was determined to enter the police force. To be the very first Peridot officer. And she was going to be a damn good one too if she had any say in it.

When the Gems she shared a dorm with heard, she got quite a few mixed replies. After all, a Peridot standing alongside all the other, much, much larger officers? That was just ridiculous. Many just laughed at her for that dream. But, a few whom she considered her friends had actually been, tedious it may have been supportive of her goal.

Homeworlds Police Department was made up primarily of Quartzes. There was also a number of Bismuths as well. Perhaps the only Gem who, like Peridot, was made to make things. But unlike Peridot, a Bismuth had the size and muscle to back her up on a police force. The only other common Gem on the force who were as small as her were Rubies, but even they were built for combat, unlike a Peridot who was made for machinery. But, this was Homeworld, where any Gem could be what they wanted to be, as the slogan went. And Peridot was determined to be a police officer.

By the time she had finished her primary education and graduated, she had already applied and been accepted into the HPD police academy to start her training. Today was the day she’d be leaving for it.

“Everything you need is in here, I’ve packed plenty of clothes and a few instructions on how to remove stains or repair the stitching if they get damaged. Your toothbrush and paste are in here, oh! And polish for your gem, so you can keep it clean and shining” Pearl rattled off as she held onto the large green suitcase that had all of the belongings that Peridot was taking with her to the academy. The lithe Gem was fidgeting where she stood as the small group waited for the bus to arrive, “I’ve also packed a couple of books you might be interested in reading on the way or if you have some downtime.  Oh, and plenty of envelopes and stamps so you can mail us if your phone breaks! There’s a first aid kit in there too, for any injuries you get; you know how much of a brute Jaspers can be.”

“Wow, thanks,” Peridot said as she held out her hands to take the bag from her friend, “I still don’t think you really needed to repack for me this morning. I had everything I’d need.” Peridot had finished packing last night, but this morning Pearl had just taken her bag and threw everything out of it and began packing it herself. Peridot was sure she went a bit overboard, but, she did appreciate the gesture.

The pale Gem bit her lip as she looked down the mostly barren road, still no sign of the bus. “You know, you don’t have to go,” she tried again, worry in her blue eyes, “I could get you a job easily at my shop; we could always use another mechanic, and you’re one of the best I’ve seen when it comes to repairing anything with metal and wires.”

Though the compliment did stroke her ego, she wanted to correct Pearl that she had no intention to be a mechanic. But, before Peridot could argue, a hand was placed on Pearls shoulders and both looked up at the taller Gem who had been silent for most of the wait, “Let her be, Pearl,” Garnet said softly, “She wants to do this, it’s not our place to stop her.”

Pearl looked away and nodded quietly.

Peridot honestly really appreciated the concern Pearl had for her, and she did feel a bit guilty about leaving them to follow her dream. But, as Garnet said, this was what she wanted. Besides, she had already made many promises to visit and call often.

The three of them, well, they went way back. Garnet and Pearl were quite a bit older than Peridot, but they were her closest friends, practically family. She’d met them during her first year of education after emerging from the Kindergarten; she was being harassed by some a Gem from her dorm and it had gotten physical. She thought for sure that the Jasper was going to poof her, but then, out of nowhere a cerise colored Gem had dashed over and her fist colliding with the orange, streaked Gems face and knocking her to the ground, standing between Peridot and the Quartz as another Gem had helped the girl up. Pearl and Garnet had been out running errands for their shop when they heard the commotion and rushed to help. Pearl had taken Peridot back to the garage and patched her up while Garnet had a stern talking to with the Jasper.

Ever since Peridot had stopped by daily to hang out and talk to the Gems, eventually she even left the dorms to live with the two in their house after Pearl invited her to do so. She loved them, that much was true and would always be true. They had been there for her when things got bad, and she had been there for them as well when they had issues of their own.

They’d promised to see her off when she headed to the police academy, and, here they were waiting with her for the bus.

“I just worry is all,” Pearl wrung her hands nervously together as she took a seat on the bench. “I know you’re durable, we’ve seen how hard it can be to poof you first hand, what with all those boulders you took,” at that Peridot cracked a small smile remembering the trip the two had taken last year that had resulted in the entire canyon trying to kill Peridot, “But. These are going to be Gems, really big and strong Gems you’ll be with, and you’ll be doing dangerous work with an unpleasant company. I just, I’m worried if you’ll be okay or not.”

Peridot rested a hand on her thin arm and tried to give her an assuring smile, “I’ll be fine,” she promised her, “You said it yourself; I’m tougher than I look. I can take whatever they throw at me and dish out twice as much.”

From beside them, Garnet nodded her head, “She’s right. She’s going to do great,” it was hard to tell if she was saying it out of faith for her friend, or from her future vision, but, either way, it still meant a lot.

Pearl wrapped her arms around herself and looked up at Peridot as the bus finally came into view. “Alright,” she conceded, tears were prickling at the corner of her eyes but she was smiling sadly, still not the happiest to see Peridot go even if it was just for a few months, “Okay, I trust you. You guys are right, you’re going to do excellent at the academy and as a cop,” she stood up from her seat while the bus rolled to a stop beside them, “You better not slack off any, this isn’t going to be all lectures. There’s going to be a lot of physical training to it, and you have to pull your weight to pass. You understand that, right?”

The small green Gem scoffed, “I’m well aware, did you think I was going into this vastly underprepared for the extensive work that I would have to put into it?” her expression softened soon after, however, “But, thank you for worrying so much. It’s completely unnecessary, but, thank you.”

She would have just grabbed her bag and head onto the bus right then after saying her thanks, but Pearl had other plans. The lithe Gem dropped to her knees and wrapped her arms around Peridot, pulling her close into a hug, “Just be safe, you annoying gremlin, okay?” she muttered as she buried her face into Peridots hair.

“I can assure you that I will,” Peridot replied a bit awkwardly as she gave Pearl a tentative pat on the back.

It ended up with Garnet having to pry Pearl off of Peridot, who was at this point declaring that she was taking back her consent to let Peridot leave like this. That Peridot was staying with them where it was safe and where they wouldn’t have to worry about big, bulky Quartz Gems crushing her. It was a bit funny with how protective Pearl was, truly living up to the name of the Bird Mom. At least, it would have been funny if it wasn’t Peridot who was the target of this maternal instinct. For her, it was nothing but embarrassing, especially when she had future classmates on the bus watching.

“I promise I’ll call, but, I have to go,” Peridot quickly picked her bag up and backed up to the bus, “Bye you guys, I’ll call as soon as I get there, and I’ll call later tonight, too.”

“You better,” Garnet said with a thumbs up, “Pearl might go nuts if you don’t.” Peridot laughed a little at that while the taller Gem just smiled, though the Gem in question just crossed her arms and looked away, a blue blush across her otherwise pale skin.

Boarding the bus, Peridot found herself an empty seat near the back, and as it drove off, she waved to Pearl and Garnet before getting herself fully settled into her bus seat.

Looking at the others on the bus, a wave of trepidation washed over her as she took in their appearances. They were all vastly taller and bigger than Peridot, and she noted that she barely went up to their waist in terms of height for a good number of them. She wished for a moment that she had Garnets Future Vision, so she could know for sure what was in store for her. But, just as quickly as the apprehension came, it faded away. Replaced by a strong sense of determination.

Adrinette Month Day Eight

SO, I asked a friend if I should do Disney or Dreamworks for today... she wanted Zootopia so we talked about animals. Have Adrien the Snow Leopard and Marinette the Red Panda. Smol friend is made even smaller thanks to different animal species.

He could not take his eyes off the little cub as he was cleaned up, stripy legs and arms moving as he got fussy from all the attention. Soon enough the nurses were handing Gideon back to him and he wasted no time bringing the baby back to his mama. He settled nicely against Belle’s reddish-brown coat, letting out tiny mewls before finding a comfy position and dosing off.

“He’s beautiful, isn’t he?”

Belle sounded tired but proud, her voice warm and soft. He nodded, unable to properly voice his thoughts. Gideon was indeed a little beauty, with perfectly-shaped ears, reddish-gold coat, a small tuft of longer hair atop his forehead and his long, stripy limbs. Big paws too, which meant that he was going to likely be taller than either of them. He wrapped himself snug against Belle, glad that the hospital bed was roomier than most, one of the small perks his money could buy. Gideon’s head moved, nose up and scenting the air before he turned in his mother’s arms, seeking to be closer to his papa. Gold did not make him wait, carefully brushing a paw against the child’s head, marvelling at how alike their ears were.

“I have two perfect lions now. I’m so lucky. Two sweet boys to cuddle with.”

He rubbed his head against the side of her neck, unable to properly convey with words how grateful he was for her and for all she’d given him. 

No one mentioned anything about Gideon’s species to their face, but Gold could tell it was a topic of local gossip. He caught people pointing at them on the street, caught them trying to sneak peek at Gid’s ears or his tufted tail, heard the increase in background chatter when his son mewled or even attempted to roar, which came out as an adorable little croak. When congratulating Belle people would mention Gideon’s health and how it was a quick delivery. No one commented on Gideon’s appearance at all, as if trying to avoid some sort of taboo topic or unwilling to risk upsetting Belle by mentioning the baby’s species.

He developed a grudging respect for the Lucas women the moment he stepped into the diner with his new family and they cooed and awed over their “new little predator”, remarking on the child’s already keen sense of smell and his fast-moving ears. 

“No one’s gonna sneak past this adorable little hunter.”

Granny insisted on serving Belle food fit for an army, commenting on the importance of protein intake when breastfeeding a predator, and Ruby spent her entire lunch break taking careful swipes at Gideon with her paws, giggling when little Gid swiped back. It didn’t matter that he could hear, in the distance, little Ashley squeaking about “poor Belle” and how it was nice to see her “trying to make the best of things”. Didn’t matter that she was likely voicing the opinions of most of the town. It was enough that they’d never dare say that out loud to Belle or their child, and that anyone that actually mattered would be welcoming of little Gid.

It was raining, which always played hell on his limp. But where before he’d absolutely loathed rainy days now he didn’t mind them much. Belle, of course, was the reason for such a change of heart. Like he’d expected she was at his house when he got home, already out of her usual work clothes and dressed in one of his old shirts and a pair of leggings for comfort. He enjoyed it immensely, seeing her make herself at home in his domain, with clothes that smelled faintly of him, of them. She greeted him with an enthusiastic and thorough kiss and helped him out of his coat and jacket, fussing in such a particular manner that he did not find it annoying but rather welcomed.

Soon she had him on his shirtsleeves and relaxing on the couch, painkillers dutifully taken and a heating pad right over his damaged ankle. She put on Netflix so they could continue watching the documentary series they were in the middle of and only paused twice, once to get them some iced tea and the second time when the delivery boy of Balna, their favourite Indian restaurant. She would always order samosas and naan bread for both, vegetarian biryani for herself and Bengal chingri for him, extra spicy. 

She artfully spread their food around, and whereas before, at the beginning, he’d have felt compelled to stand up and help in spite of his leg, he did not feel such an impulse now. He knew Belle appreciated that he felt comfortable enough to be pampered a bit when in pain, something he strove to usually keep hidden from others. Weakness meant death, it was ingrained in him on a deep, primal level. But with Belle he no longer felt the need to pretend, to protect himself.

Afterwards, with his belly full and the pain receding he let himself sink into the softness of the sofa cushions, his head on Belle’s thighs. She’d chucked the tights immediately after the food had arrived so he felt every bit of the softness of her coat against the back of his neck and head. She petted his mane in slow, rhythmic strokes that made it heart to stay awake, but it was no matter. When Belle felt like it she’d turn the TV off, nudge him awake and guide him to the bedroom, where she’d help him strip down to his undershirt and boxers and crawl into bed. She’d wrap herself around him afterwards, and if the rain was still falling they’d listen to it for a while before falling asleep.