I Think This Drawing Of Johnny Looks Cool!! Great Job!

This is so Relatable. I can imagine Johnny getting a tad heated and they he and Big Daddy/Marcus get back home. Great Job!! Amazing work as usual.

Johnny and Rosita talking together about their shared son, Johnny.

And looking at embarrassing pictures.

Love this art piece and Story!!!

Chasing Chaos Pg2

Buster's muscles were aching by the time he came to an abandoned alley way.

He cursed to himself for not knowing Porsha's home address. She always visited them.

Maybe he could find Crystal Entertainment? Surely either Porsha or Suki Lane will be in office?

After searching nearly an hour, with no success in finding a phone, Buster finally slumped on a bench and sighed. He had no money for a taxi or even food. "There's only one thing to do." He said to himself as he jumped up. "Start walking."

He then began and started to cross the busy road along with other pedestrians. He was halfway to the other sidewalk when animals began to scream and scattered the street. Buster whipped around just to see a great bus heading towards him. With a mighty hiss, it came to a stop right in front of Buster. The koala swallowed before his world went black.

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"Eddie, you've been pacing nearly an hour. Care to tell us what's on your mind?" Rosita said.

The group was gathered backstage. Marcus and his team had arrived shortly after Rosita contacted them. Berry and Stan were working on the security system whilst Marcus sat in on the conversation.

Eddie stopped in his tracks, his back facing the others. "I, well I called someone who I think can help."

"Who?" Ash asked.

"Amelia Homes."

"Are you crazy? She's in the UK! And probably was busy with her own work when you called!"

"She's a detective, she can help." Eddie defended, still seeming to avoid looking them in the eyes.

"Jà, she probably can, but, Eddie, you should have talked to us first." Gunter said.

Eddie paused, his hands clenching into fists. "Has it occured to you that my best friend is missing?"

"He's all our best friend." Ash said. And he's more then a friend, he's a mentor... a dad, she thought sadly.

Johnny looked to her and placed a comforting hand on her paw.

The sheep then whirled around and glared hard at the porcupine. "He. Was. Mine. First!"

The group jumped a little at his tone.

"Eddie-" Rosita tried, but the sheep interrupted her.

"NO! He is MY best friend! You animals hadn't even of heard of him until he called you up on stage! He was a stranger to you! You've known him for, what a few years? And suddenly you have him figured out?! You save his life, Rosita and you think you know him? All his quirks? His habits!? NO! YOU'VE JUST SCRAPED THE TIP OF THE ICEBERG!!

The group shrunk back as Eddie stood to his full height. His eyes were full of rage.

"I'VE known him since we were young! He was my college roommate! My best friend, MY brother! He taught me how to be cool, he showed me the ups and downs! Did any of you know that he sold his HOUSE that he and father lived in to pay for his theater?! Did you see him crying his eyes out on the steps of the theater when his dad passed?!"

The group exchanged glances.

"My family sacrificed their TIME AND MONEY to help pay for his, his stupid theater!"

Ash winced at that.

"I was there for his first show! MY FAMILY PRACTICALLY PAYED FOR IT!! I was there when his shows started to die out! Were you there? Did you see how his shows were crumbling all around?"

"No."

The groups turned to see Meena in the background. Hesitantly, she took a deep breath as she stepped forward. "But at least we supported him." She said, glaring at him.

Ash turned to face the sheep as well. "Yeah. We were the ones to go back and try to get him on his feet. For goodness sake! Meena was the reason we got to put on a show at all! Buster heard her song and suddenly, he was back in the game!"

Marcus crossed his arms. "Yeah, mate, where were YOU when Buster was strugglin', huh? You even ignored him when his theater came crashing down. Hopped right into a car and sped away."

"I had to help Nana!"

"Nana seemed to be doing just fine. It was this group right here that went to make sure Buster was all right, while you slept."

"I gave him a place to crash!"

Marcus growled. "Seriously? The pool house?!"

"Marcus-" Rosita tried.

Eddie spun to face her. "And YOU! IT'S YOUR FAULT HE'S GONE!"

Rosita paused, shock was plastered on her face.

Marcus jumped up. "Don't you dare put this on her, you walking pincushion!"

"If she hadn't forced him to go to the doctor he'd be here!"

"None of this is Rosita's fault. She worried about his wellbeing, as a good friend should! We know how Moon is with the doctor. They were just in the wrong place at the the wrong time! So don't you DARE blame this amazing woman or so help me-"

"Listen, Eddie." Rosita said, standing, placing a hand on Marcus' arm to calm him. "I don't need you telling me something that I already know. I already blame myself."

Johnny frowned. "Rosita-"

But the dancer continued. "Buster may be your best friend, but he's ours too and you have no right to speak to us like that."

Eddie growled as he stormed towards the door only to have it slam open, knocking him to floor.

The visitor peaked in and winced. "Sorry, mate."

"Amelia!" Johnny smiled in relief.

Marcus grabbed the fox into a hug. "You got here quick!"

"Hello, all, and truthfully I was already in the states collecting information on a case." The familiar fox smiled as she walked in. The looks on the rest of the groups faces told her that something was wrong. And not just the fact that Buster was missing. "What is going on?"

"Nothing." Eddie growled. "I called you, we'd better go talk." He started to escort her out, but Mia stopped him.

"I think this involves everyone, Noodleman."

Eddie bristled. "Fine! Go talk with them. I'm going to look for my friend."

Mia shook her head. "What? Are you crazy, we don't even know all the facts."

"I know that I don't want to discuss Buster with any of these animals." And with that, Eddie stormed off leaving a very bewildered Amelia.

The fox shook her head. "What was that all about?"

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"Mister.... are... yes! Wake up, Mister Moon!"

Buster groaned as he shook his head. Then his eyes came into focus and his heart nearly leapt out if his chest with joy and relief.

"Porsha! Suki!

"Hey, Mister Moon!" Porsha Crystal cried. "Good thing we stopped in time!"

"I'm driving from now on. And give him some space, hun. Mr. Moon, what are you doing here!?" Suki Lane asked.

Buster sighed. "It's a long story." He said as he gave them a quick run down.

"You just can't stay out of trouble, can you?" Suki asked.

Buster gave her a smile. "Ah, Suki, what's life without risk?"

"Safe."

Buster managed a laugh before he shivered. "To be honest, I am getting a little tired of these things happening. I'm a magnet for danger it feels like."

Suki gave him an sympathetic smile. "Hey, you're also a magnet for good talant." She assured as she gave him a hug.

Buster chuckled as he blushed. "I'm glad you were the ones to catch me."

"What were doing in the middle the street?" Porsha asked.

"Trying to escape."

"Who are these guys anyway?" Suki asked, looking outside the window.

"No clue." Buster admitted. He peered around. "Where are we? Is this yours?"

"Yeah! This is totally like Suki's idea to promote the business more!" Porsha said. "After Dad... well, after that whole thing, Suki decided that we should start looking for new acts and stuff. Because you guys completely wowed her!"

Buster smiled at Suki who blushed. "I wouldn't say wow- okay, yes, I was impressed and that got me wondering what other talents were hidden within this city. So, we purchased this bus as a sort of on-the-road auditions vehicle. We drive around the city, offering to anyone who wants to try out."

"Yeah, and we're like totally more open minded then daddy was. So we've got a lot more animals wanting to try out for Crystal Entertainment."

Buster beamed. "That's amazing!"

'Well, wouldn't have considered it if it weren't for you, Mr. Moon, and your talented crew." Suki said.

Buster then remembered why he was here. "I wish we could have met under better circumstances."

"Are they still after you?" Suki asked.

Suddenly, the glass on the bus's front window burst as a brick sailed through.

"My guess is yes!" Buster yelped.

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Amelia looked up as the theater group all walked in to Buster's office where she had set up a mini HQ. She had been using the showman's desk as her own. It was now covered in newspaper clippings, photos she had gathered from the local police department, as well as witness statements and camera footage.

"I have some news." She said once they were all in. "Truthfully, this ties into a case I was already on. There had been a case of robberies throughout the cities lately, so Scotland Yard sent me to gather intel. I was in the middle of an interview with a bank manager when Eddie contacted. So, with my findings and the ones from your local P.D., I've been able put together some of the puzzle. The porcupine has been identified as one Saul Spikes. With some digging, I found that he goes under several alias and is notorious for robbing banks, specifically in Zootopia. He originally started in smaller towns before getting cocky. Police were able to catch and secure him when he released his quills on him, though small, they caused serious damage, one officer lost an eye."

Rosita gasped.

"After that, he fled Zootopia, started again with small towns before striking here. The difference between now and then? He had a partner before he struck here. They split up. Turns out, that was a mistake, as both needed each other. The partner, a coyote called Denison Longtooth, from England was caught and imprisoned in another city. I was sent here to investigate because it was Longtooth who tried to steal the crown from the Queen. In broad daylight."

Marcus facepalmed. "Idiot."

"He managed to escape and come here wherehe was arrested. Anyway, since then, Spikes has been alone, at least, that was our original thought."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Nooshy asked.

"Whilst he was escaping the bank, a paper fell from his pocket, with the name of the bank and the initials J.B. printed upon. He has obviously found another partner..."

"So... what's this mean for Buster? That's the question we're all wondering." Rosita said. "With all due respect, Mia, I don't give-" Rosita took a deep breath. "I don't care about the animals who took him. I don't care about their motives, their wants, I- WE care about Buster."

"As do I." The fox replied. "But we need to get the facts straight, so we know what we're up against."

"Then you do that." Nooshy interrupted. "You gather the facts, you decide what we're up against. You take care of all that. What good are we in that field, huh?"

"Nooshy-"

"She's right though," Johnny said. "We'd be useless. You have more authority in this then us. As far as the police are concerned, we're just his friends. We'll be the last to know should anything come up."

"Johnny has a point." Meena said. "You're our only hope in this, Miss Mia."

Mia frowned as she looked each and every animal in the eye. Each were filled with tears, some were already falling. These were her friends. Her second family.

Buster meant just as much to them as he did to her. And they proved more then once that Buster was more then their friend and leader.

But for now, she couldn't be their friend. She needed to be the Detective they thought she was. They needed her to be strong and figure this out. She couldn't allow herself to let tears fall. She needed to be their rock.

She leaned on Buster's desk and nodded. "I'll get him back."

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Porsha whimpered as she stood behind Buster and Suki as the door to the bus rattled and finally clicked open.

He breath caught in her throat as she watched a familiar wolf step in. "Hello, princess." It was the wolf with gray patches.

"Richie." Porsha managed to spit out.

Buster's ears shot up. "Richie!? You know him!?"

Porsha shrank back. "He's my cousin..."

"Sorry, kid, but you got something of mine. A witness, so to speak." Richie's eyes locked with Buster and he curled his lips into a smile. His eyes then brightened as he dragged them from Buster's to Porsha's. "Well, I just got an idea."

He snapped his fingers and two wolves climbed into the bus and secured Suki and Porsha.

"Spikes!"

The porcupine jumped into the cab of the bus and growled. "What?"

"I know a way to make more money then merely robbing small town banks." Richie said, staring at Porsha. "Meet my little cousin. Her pop's my 1st cousin. They're loaded. They got cash to burn. Her ol' man's in prison for attempted murder. But I know a few animals who would love to pay her ransom."

The porcupine snuffed. "What, you want to change the plan?"

"Oh, no, we're sticking to the plan. I'm just saying it couldn't hurt to have a back up plan."

"Listen, Crimson, by all means, do what you think is best. But make up your mind. I don't like hangin' out in big cities."

"You worry too much." Richie Crimson nodded his head. "We'll take the wolf and koala. Leave the dog. But leave her with a reminder."

The wolf who held Suki threw her to the ground and prepared to knock her unconscious before Crimson stopped him and leaned down to her current level. "Listen, sweetheart, we're gonna take this little pup away for now. But we'll be in touch soon."

Before Suki could respond, Crimson snapped his fingers and there was a loud bam before Suki fell to the floor, unconscious.

Buster was speechless as he was thrown into a bag. The only sounds were Porsha's attempted screams that were muffled by a bag.

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Night was falling, but no stars shined down. The sky was dark with clouds and very soon rain began to beat on windows of the theater.

Amelia sat at the desk, her head in her paws, staring at the news paper articles, the notes, the photos that lay before her, trying to take in information, as if trying to search the world with her mind, searching for Buster, a clue, anything. Unable to eat, unable to sleep, she slammed her paw on the table. As she did this, thunder cracked as she looked up.

A knock on the door snapped her back to reality and she shook her head as she straightened her uniform. "Come in." She said.

The door opened and Rosita walked in carrying a cup of hot chocolate. "Thought you might need some nourishment..."

"I thought everyone would have gone home by now." Mia said.

"Not yet. We're awaiting news from the police or Buster himself."

"As am I. I got in contact with some ZPD officers and one called Officer Hopps said she hopes to have some more information for me tomorrow morning."

"I suppose that's good news."

"It's better then nothing." Mia said as she shook her head in frustration. She offered Rosita a small smile to reassure her.

Rosita frowned. "Drink the cooca, I'll bring you some food."

Mia's gaze darkened. "And reward myself for nothing?"

"You're not doing Buster nor yourself any good if you don't eat."

"I'll reward myself with nourishment when I have good news, until then, my focus is on the papers and notes that lie before me now."

Before Rosita could argue, the office phone began to ring. Neither fox nor pig spoke for a moment before Mia picked it up.

"Officer Holmes.

"Hi, this is Sgt. Cambell with Red Shore City Police Dept."

Rosita stiffened. "Red Shore! That's where the car was heading!" She hissed.

Mia nodded before replying. "Yes, sir, how may I help?"

"We probably might be able to help you. We just came up on a bus. The driver had been knocked unconscious. But when we got her up and talking, she explained that her boss and a koala were kidnapped by a bunch of wolves and a porcupine."

Amelia was writing as he continued. "The hostages were identified as Porsha Crystal and Buster Moon. Is this the koala you guys say was kidnapped?"

"Yes, sir!"

Rosita whimpered. "Porsha too?"

"Well, the victim here said that the kidnapper was related to Porsha."

Mia stared at Rosita who looked on the verge of fainting. "What was his name?" She asked, her paw clenching the phone.

"Richard Crimson, cousin to the hostage. Told the victim that they'd be in touch for ransom information."

Rosita sighed. As long as it wasn't Crystal, she thought.

Sgt. Cambell continued. "We'll keep you updated on the situation."

"Thank you, sarge. Good bye." Once she hung up, Mia went straight to Buster's computer, looking up any information she could get on Crimson before shooting Officer Hopps the text to do the same.

Rosita watched, in silent horror before a knock came to the door and Eddie peeked in. He cleared his throat. "I need to speak with Holmes alone." He said.

Rosita frowned. He was avoiding her gaze. The fight from before must still be fresh in his memory. But the dancer respected his wishes. She nodded to Mia before heading the door.

"Rosita," Mia said. "Tell everyone to head home. It won't do anyone any good just to sit here. You can let them know about the phone call."

Rosita nodded, still in shock at the whole new situation that had been thrown into their laps. "Thank you, be safe." She said and walked out, closing the door behind her.

"You as well." Mia whispered, sadly.

Eddie sniffed as he rubbed his eyes. "I came to see of there was any news." He said.

The Detective raised an eyebrow. She had only heard a brief telling of the story behind the fight between Eddie and the cast. "We received a phone call from Red Shore police." She said as she explained what the phone call consisted of.

Eddie glared. "So, what? Now that daughter of the guy who tried to kill him is involved?"

"Aye. But she's a victim."

"I don't give a-"

"Porsha is not to be blamed for her father's crimes, understand? She's in the same position as Buster right now. At least we know he is alive."

Eddie then frowned. "I, uh, may have messed up."

"May?" Amelia asked, knowing exactly what he was talking about.

Eddie shifted uncomfortably. "But they've only known Buster for a few short years! They can't know everything about him. I've practically known him my whole life."

"Rosita saved his life. Buster and that group downstairs have been through hell and back with each other these last few years. It wasn't your place when you spoke to the group as you did. They love Buster just as much as you and me. They didn't need to know him their whole lives to form a family. What they went through together is what built their relationship. Now, this isn't my business, but they deserve an apology. This is not the time to separate now. Buster needs all the support he can get."

Eddie frowned as he listened to her words. Finally he stood. "I'll... think about it." He said. With that, he walked out, leaving Mia alone. She sat back in the chair and ran a frustrated paw through her tuft of fur.

It was going to be a long night.

And that's page 2, hope you guys enjoyed it.

Stay tuned for page 3.

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Big Daddy/Marcus unfinished art dump (Requested by @singfanglob)

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It looks weird and blurry. Sorry. Let me just–

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So.

That looks weird.

I may just draw it again.

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