Welcome to my first story, hope you'll enjoy it. I have a rough idea of the story and how it will go, but of course the details will need to be worked on :)
"So you'll take me? But wouldn't it look weird?"
"Well, better you're with me than here anyways."
"It hurts to walk..."
"Well then, that won't do, luckily I have some resources to help."
"So, does this means you're my dad?"
"Of course, and I'm happy to have the honors to be your father."
"William..." A soft voice spoke out. "Didn't I tell you that school is right now?"
The voice was met with a meager response, "Ugh...five more minutes, please..."
The light was flicked on in the room, "If you're going to be like that, I'll just have to resort to special measures."
The bed's inhabitant, a cat squirmed around trying to go back to sleep, "It can't be Monday already."
"One last chance, open your eyes, now."
The lack of a response prompted the other inhabitant in the room to reached down to the bedridden cat's tail hanging out lazily; and after a second of hesitation, the cat's father tugged with a firm grip; the sharp pain produced a loud yelp, "AH! DAD! STOP!" the cat yelled out.
"This is the fourth time this month I had to pull your lazy tail out of bed; how do you expect to become an agent of the ZBI if you can't even drag yourself out of bed?" his father firmly reprimanded.
The cat immediately sat bolt upright, and had to resist a quick growl to his own father; who himself was actually a rabbit; "Dad. I'm perfectly capable of waking myself up."
The rabbit smirked, "You sure? Class begins in half an hour."
William's eyes popped open, "Oh...scat!"
His father tsked, "If you are late, this will be your third tardiness; and I believe the academy sends a letter to me, along with you facing disciplinary action."
"Yeah...um...Not again..." The cat rubbed his left leg while trying to force himself awake, "Is breakfast ready?"
His father sighed, "It would've; if you've bothered to wake up. I believe your habit of being on your phone until midnight is have quite the impact on your sleep schedule; also you seem to have slept in your...street clothes."
William looked down and saw his plain white tank top and baggy jeans, "Oh yeah, must've passed out before taking them off."
He turned around and headed for downstairs, "Let's hurry on then, I've made us some tea, and you can make some toast for yourself."
William slid the curtains open and groaned; outside it was still dark, along with light rain, something that was a cat naturally was averse to, "Great..."
After a quick breakfast there was very little time for William to properly groom himself for academy; so he simply combed the fur that was visible outside his school uniform; which consisted of a dark blue suit, and a white dress shirt underneath.
Even with the disheveled appearance; William looked at the mirror above his drawer and gave a small smile, "Still good looking, what's new?" His medium brown fur and green eyes were fairly typical traits of a cat, but he himself took good care of himself to make sure he had the "pedigree" look that upper-class felines maintained; something that he inherited from his father; which the rabbit also maintained a professional, even posh look. Even early in the morning, his father would be seen already in his suit for work.
William knew his father wasn't from Zootopia, but as he described it as "across the pond", which the cat found a little bit sarcastic sounding, considering the "pond" was instead the Antlantic Ocean.
"Let's see...aha!" He spotted the dry conditioner used for his fur to achieve that healthy, shiny look that was considered desired these days by mammals in his age group; though his father objected, as he felt it made him look "too soft". Ironic, William felt, considering his dad had himself the enviable soft fur of a rabbit.
He went through his phone and selected the music app; "Let's see...oh yeah, this one should work." Instead of playing through the phone speakers as he expected, the phone instead connected to his wireless speakers in his room; and at full volume rap music echoed through the room.
"Crap! Turn off!" he said desperately to press the pause button; but nearly instantly his father zoomed into his room, one of his traits as a rabbit and pressed the power button on his speaker.
William looked at the annoyed rabbit and chuckled, "Haha...uh, whoops." His father thumped his foot on the floor, "You trying to get us kicked out of the neighborhood? I'm afraid the rest of the neighborhood aren't fans of this rubbish that you listen to."
Despite William being a head taller than his father, and with him being a natural predator of his father's kind; he still preferred not to invite the wrath of a rabbit that did happen to exercise and practice fighting styles.
"Rubbish? Dad, this kind of music is popular in Zootopia. Even where you're from I heard its popular too!" the cat explained.
"You shouldn't be trying to emulate the lifestyle that this rubbish promotes, lest you end up dead in a ditch in a ratty neighborhood." The rabbit shot back.
"Dad, don't say ratty...that's specist." William said awkwardly.
"Sorry. I've let my tongue slip a bit, but that doesn't change anything."
"Well, the kind of music you listen to is really boring; like I want to jump off a bridge boring." William retorted.
The rabbit frowned, "Its for relaxing myself at work. Anyways, I saw you were rubbing your left leg again; I take it's hurting again?"
William gave a nervous chuckle, "Come on it's fine, just a little sore that's all."
His father looked at him with some concern, "Don't push yourself to act tough. Well then, you're going to be late, and I'm not going to get another letter from the academy."
The two took the rabbit's car and sped off towards the academy.
"I don't understand why I can't have a car!" William said sitting in the passenger seat of his dad's car, with the news softly being delivered from the radio in the background.
"Well, there is the insurance, the maintenance, actually finding the right car for someone like you. Also, Zootopia isn't the most car-friendly city, and I'd hate to be driving around knowing there's a perfectly fine functioning public transport system."
"But Dad, I'm not a little kid anymore; it's embarrassing to be seen with you at school, and being 17 without my own set of wheels." He said, then taking a sip from the thermos containing the tea.
"Currently, Officer Hopps and Officer Wilde of the ZPD are receiving an award by City Hall for the capture of a notable gang known for drug distribution in Tundra Town; "We realized that although we had indeed stopped an entire drug network, there will still be others that will pick up the slack, and we'll have to stop those as well in the future. Of course, the ZPD will to its fullest ability stop these dens of crime from threatening the peace of the city and uphold the law. Thank you." That was Officer Hopps' statement towards the media just now. We'll provide further information as the police department releases more details about the operation."
William tilted his head at the news, "Wow, those two had sure been working overtime to bring down these criminals; just think what the ZBI would be capable of if we chased those same guys."
"This sort of crime fighting is best left to the police. The ZBI is a little more 'bigger fish to fry', if you know what I mean."
"Well, when I join the ZBI, I'll stop those guys as well; us two, bringing down drug dealers. Doesn't that sound cool?"
His father sighed, "Well perhaps when you become an agent...if you become an agent."
"If? You sound like I'm not agent material." William said with some offense.
"Being an agent requires a certain level of maturity, responsibility, and knowledge...well, there's more, but that will come later."
His son smiled, "I'm a smart cat, you know that."
The rabbit shrugged, "Sure, but not responsible, or mature."
"I can be mature, look...Father, it would be an honor to be offered an invitation into the ZBI, of which I'll hold to my utmost ability to perverse the law as a member of the organization." William said mocking his father's accent.
"Yes, you have the speaking capability of a mature adult, but not the temperament of one. When the time comes, you'll know when you are ready to be an agent."
"When the time comes? That sounds pretty weird to say."
"Well, there are many things that come with being an agent; unfortunately, uncertainty is one of them. Don't be upset, but sometimes...things happen."
William looked at his dad with confusion, "Things happen? Okay, honestly, you're scaring me dad."
His father chuckled, "Sounded too ominous huh? How about this...the time will come to prove yourself that you indeed can follow in my footsteps. Maybe even surpass them." He tapped his paw against the steering wheel, "Well, hopefully just follow them." he said with a small laugh.
The cat scoffed at his dad's casual dismissal at his own abilities, "I'll prove it when I finish the academy then, I'll be the best agent the ZBI had every known."
"Quite the lofty challenge, but if you are so serious about being the greatest agent alive, I won't stop you."
Thanks to the rabbit's swift driving style, they arrived at the front gates of the academy with time to spare.
"Well then, here we are. And with just five minutes to spare."
William rolled his eyes, and opened the car door, "Gee, thanks."
"Forgetting something?"
The cat turned to find the rabbit smirking holding his backpack, causing William to smile awkwardly, "Oh, yeah."
"William, all that talk about you being an agent...I only do it, because you are my son; and I want only to make sure that you'll be ready for a hard life ahead."
The cat sighed, "Yes Dad, I've heard this like a million times."
"Of course...and remember, you'll always be part of my family, as a Savage."
The cat's tail dropped, "Uh Dad..."
His father realized the implication of that statement, "Oh yes, sorry...but you know how it is."
"Well, most people know that my name is just a name, nothing else." William replied to his father's statement.
The rabbit gave a warm smile, "Right. Off with you then, don't want to run into trouble again with the academy's faculty."
William chuckled, "Yeah, well...later Jack!" he said before running off.
Jack groaned, "I told you not to call me that!"
As he prepared to pull away, his phone rang; upon inspection it was the ZBI.
"Yes? This is Agent Jack Savage."
"Mr. Savage? We got a new assignment for you; and as you requested earlier, your son will be part of this mission as well."
The rabbit nodded, "Excellent, now, what is our assignment?"
"I want to be strong, like you; but what if I hurt myself?"
"You'll be strong. Life is full of opportunity, and you'll achieve it with time."