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"Thank you, Mrs. Hopps, but I don't think I can eat another thing," Nick chuckled after Bonnie offered him vanilla sorbet. He had just finished supper with Judy, her parents, and a few of her younger siblings. They had noodles with vegetables, bread rolls, and blueberry cobbler for dessert.
Bonnie let out a short laugh. "I suppose I went a bit overboard for your first time staying the night with us. But I want you to take the cobbler home. My little ones will fight over the rest of it like there's no tomorrow."
"Ha, I bet," commented Nick, glancing at the small bunnies sitting around the ginormous table.
"Nick will probably take the entire thing and finish it before tomorrow night," Judy said.
Nick gasped dramatically. "Carrots, I cannot believe you'd take me for a glutton. I know my limits."
"Not with blueberries, you don't," quipped Judy. "Remember the night I had to take care of you because you were sick from eating too many blueberries?"
"That was one time," Nick replied, crossing her arms. "Besides, I was going through a crisis that day after we had to do all that paperwork."
Bonnie smiled at the pair. When she and Stu first met Nick, they were a bit wary about them being in an interspecies relationship, but they eventually warmed up to the fox after seeing the way he treated their daughter.
Stu couldn't help but cackle. "How many blueberries would you have to eat for that to happen, son?"
Nick appreciated Stu's term of endearment, although he didn't know how to feel about it the first few times the rabbit had called him "son." Never knowing his own father, Nick didn't feel the need for one. Family was never important to him until he met Judy's crazy, enormous one. Over the past year and a half of dating Judy, he was exposed to entirely different traditions, ideas, and conversations—a lot of which he found surprisingly comforting. Maybe he was a family guy, after all.
"I honestly have no idea," Nick answered Stu's question with a bashful chuckle. "My mom always said I'd turn into a blueberry if I kept on." He rolled his eyes. "Gotta love those classic mom jokes."
"You'd probably just eat yourself, slick," Judy teased.
Nick wrapped his arm around her. "You could've done better with that one, fluff."
Judy gave him a look as Bonnie and Stu began clearing the table with a couple of her siblings. "You two feel free to relax. We have plenty of helping paws," Bonnie said.
"Yes, let that blueberry cobbler settle before coming back for seconds," Stu added, playfully eyeing Nick.
"He's never gonna let me live that down, is he?" Nick asked Judy.
"I don't doubt it," replied Judy, an amused smirk on her face.
Nick sluggishly got up and held out his paw for Judy. "Why thank you, Officer Wilde," she giggled, taking his paw and getting up herself. "Whew. How does it feel standing up after all that food?"
