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"Don't they realize you can hear their fights if they listen for something?" Nick whispered to Judy as he sat on the bed, waiting for her to hand him the book she had recommended he read, which she was looking for a meter away from the bed.
The fox was not an avid reader, but he believed that if Judy recommended it, it would be good entertainment.
The rabbit shrugged and looking through her belongings, she looked at him.
"Apparently not."
"They're a bunch of busybodies," he grumbled in a low voice.
"I've gotten used to it, and besides, I'm not doing anything improper, so I doubt my life is interesting to them," she said. "But they keep trying."
Hearing her say that, Nick immediately thought of playing a trick on them. He got up on the bed and started jumping to produce a sharp, rhythmic squeak. Judy looked at him without understanding for a moment, and when she did, her cheeks had turned a crimson red.
Meanwhile, the neighbors immediately started asking each other for a glass, so that - according to them - they could hear better.
The fox continued jumping for a minute or two, and after that Nick let out a loud moan and fell back with a mattress spring sound. Unable to contain herself, Judy burst out laughing under the pillow she had taken before the fox launched himself. Trying not to break the sepulchral silence that had fallen over the neighbors' home.
Nick raised his eyebrows.
"You're supposed to sigh ecstatically, not laugh," he scolded in a low voice. "They're going to think I'm not a good lover."
"Then you should have taken longer," she replied. "Two minutes don't deserve more than a laugh."
"Carrots," he called her. "I can't believe you're so inconsiderate."
"You were the one who wanted to play this prank, I never said I was going to participate," she murmured, lowering her gaze and continuing to rummage through her things, trying to find the coveted book.
"You know, you should move out," Nick said after a few seconds, during which only the murmurs of the neighbors, more than surprised, and the inevitable noise of Judy rummaging through things could be heard.
"It's not easy to find housing, and besides... where could I move to?"
"With me," he said, closing his eyes and crossing his arms behind his head.
She laughed at such a notion and, without paying attention to the comment, continued to look for the book, finding it in seconds, so she held it up proudly.
"I found it," she replied very happily.
He opened one eye, still resting his head behind his crossed arms, and closed it again, saying with a crooked smile, "I'm serious. Move in with me. What do you say, Carrots?"
Judy's eyes widened at what she heard, and he simply kept smiling, which widened even more when he heard the book fall to the floor with its loud, characteristic sound.
And even more so when he heard the nosy neighbors gossiping about what "supposedly" happened with their neighbor.