Today was just another day for Gideon.
Like any other, he planned to get up, shower, get dressed, eat, watch the news and sigh.
The news was broadcasting the latest about zootopia, though, this time he just shut the TV off. No sense in watching what you already knew.
Besides, the only reason he ever had the thing on was to keep his mind off how quiet and depressing his own home was.
You'd have thought owning your own house would make you feel successful.
It did, it made Gideon feel so proud of himself, but it only feels great until you realize you have nobody to share it with.
His Pa n' Ma would've been proud of him, but there was no sure way to know. Pa was workin' on a truck under the hood, when a buddy of his turned the ignition, sparking the fumes all around him and inside his lungs. He died instantly, leaving his very pregnant wife a widower. He'd always heard of what an enigma his Pa had been, what with how his wife had to propose to him, on account of the fact his Pa was boisterous n' loud, yet terribly shy. Gideon's Ma always told him how much he looked like his Pa, always parting his fur the same way his son does now.
His Ma, on the other hand, was quite young. Reckon that had something to do with why his Pa was so shy 'round her. He was 6 years older than her, and felt embarrassed about that, and always "made a screamin' deal about it", as his Ma put it. "An old tod like me has no business chasing ya around, Cece!" she recounted to her little fox, accent and all. His pa tried to break up with her, to which she said "no" and proposed they get married, fast forward to the day she'd found out she was pregnant. His Pa was still trying not to faint ("still can't believe we did that!" he huffed)
Then one day he never came home.
Something he always admired about his Ma was the fact that she never let things bother her too much. Yes, she did weep when she found out, but whenever he'd ask if she missed him, she replied
"missing him won't bring him back, Gi-gi. And if you always focus on the bad in the world, that's all you will ever see. Now, be a good kit and help me with the kneading, please. This bread won't bake itself full of love!"
That was all he could think about when he was at the service for his Ma.
She had gone to the hospital when she was younger, and found out she was born with a heart problem and that she didn't have long. She decided to stay optimistic, for her little Gi-gi..
Then, on his birthday, she went to her mother and father-in-law's to pick up a his present, sat down at the table, and just slumped over dead.
He always wanted to kick himself for being upset that she took so long. Had his grandparents know he was in the car, he wouldn't have had to sit for an hour, just… waiting.
she'd done this before, gone into somewhere saying she'd be a minute, only to take 60.
something felt off, though, so he got out to go see where she was, even though he was told to stay put.
He started to hear sirens coming closer, so he ran into the house, where he could hear somebody crying. A lot.
Was it grammamar? It sounded like her.
He went in through the back door, and walked into the kitchen, and there his Ma was, takin' a nap!
"Ma! I've been waiting for you! Wake up! Come on!" he shouted at her in his kit voice. She didn't move at all.
He walked over and tried shaking her, but she felt all weird. He was so angry, he kicked her chair.
She fell over on to her side on the ground, where she laid, with her eyes closed peacefully.
"Ma?" Gideon started to whimper a bit. Where were Grammamar and Grampie?
Gideon walked over to her, and tried shaking her again. And again. And again.
"Oh my God! Gary, she brought Giddy!" his Grammamar sounded upset.
"What's wrong with Mama?" Gideon croaked out, his eyes were starting to water up.
"Gideon, come here, now!" she hollered at him and grabbed him around the waist and pulled him away.
"No! No! No no no no!" he shrieked.
"Gary, hold him down till the paramedics come!"
Gideon was snapped out of his reverie by his teapot's shrill scream, and then he realized he shoulda' been getting ready, not thinking about the past.
He dried his eyes with a napkin, shut off the stove, and went to the bathroom to shower.
As he was stripping down, he stopped to look in the mirror.
I'm still young, only 24 years old. I doubt any lady would want a guy with a body like this, let alone a fox…
Gideon stopped and mentally facepalmed "what AM I doin' lookin' at myself in my tighty whities? I need to hustle..." he grumbled to himself.
When he finally got out of the shower, he stood in front of the mirror with a little comb, parting his hair.
Jus' like Pa, or so Im told,
he looked to the clock to see what the time was, only to find it was… 9:34?! He should've been done by 8:50!
Gideon ran to the front door, then stoped, "Where's ma shoes?!" he cried out
oh wait, I don't wear shoes!
Gideon mentally smacked himself again as he ran to his van, and stuck the stupid key in the ignition.
Hopefully the Mr. H wouldn't mind, though gideon doubted it. He always had doubts, though they were mostly about himself.
Can this day be any worse? Gideon sighed, as he drove into town, he looked out the window.
He almost went off the road when he saw the black sheep that he'd bullied as kits.
Gideon had barely recovered, when he suddenly remembered that he also had a lil' crush on her. He was sure she wanted to crush him, though probably not in a romantic way.
Sharla is back? I guess things can get worse, shoulda kept my big yap shut!
Well, at least today isn't like any of the others...
So this is my first Zootopia fanfic. let me know what you think. sorry for the dark parts, i just didn't like the whole "Gideon is always abused" thing. so i made it so they are all dead, which is better. I think. (Fun fact: Gavin, Gid's Pa, dies pretty much the same way MY real life Grandfather died. the situation was pretty much the same, except i was thirteen when he died. just thought you might wonder why his death was 'morbid'ish. that's why)
Gideon's family members: Gary/Grampie Rose/Grammamar Gavin/Pa Felicity/Ma
Hope you enjoyed.