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Therapy

Samantha Venson is a psychologist at the Bunnyburrow Medical Center, and she has very few clients, but the ones she does have she cares for with great dedication.

One such client was a kind-hearted baker fox living in the burrow. His name, Gideon Grey, and he had an appointment this afternoon.

To refresh her memory, she looked at Gideon's case file.

Name: Gideon Grey

Age: 25

Species: Red Fox

There were more lines with general information about Gideon listed below. Samantha remembered her first session with Gideon fifteen years ago.

o0o

Having just finished graduate school with a master's in psychology, the young doe was ready to make her mark on her hometown of Bunnyburrow. Her family were the only deer in the entire burrow, so she related to the predator animals who often felt misunderstood. That's why she choose to major in psychology with an emphasis in predator studies. She graduated with honors and was easily accepted into Zootopia University's Predator Psychology Graduate program. When she graduated, the first place she thought of to get experience was in Bunnyburrow, where the predators often didn't have an expert specifically for them.

That's where Gideon Grey came in. While only ten, his mother felt Gideon should see a specialist in predator behavior, as the child psychologist in town mainly saw to prey mammals. As the only predator psychology expert in town, the case immediately went to her.

She studied Gideon's file carefully, seeing what occurred to make both Gideon's mother and the school so concerned.

"Okay," she said to herself, "pattern of aggressive behavior to prey animals, petty theft, bouts of anger and aggression at all teachers."

Samantha pondered over this information, but she decided that she couldn't make a judgement until she got to know Gideon.

The next day, Samantha sat in her office, dressed professionally in a black pantsuit with a blue blouse.

"Miss. Venson?" The intercom rang.

Samantha pushed the response button, "Yes?"

"A Gideon Grey to see you ma'am." The receptionist responded.

"Right, send him in." Samantha said, adjusting herself to look as professional but unintimidating as possible.

The door rushed open, and in walked a short red fox with a green plaid shirt and denim overalls. He rushed over to the couch and laid back, putting his front paws behind his head.

Samantha was unphased by Gideon's rushed entrance, she guessed by the file that he would not be the politest person.

"Hello Gideon. How are you today?" Samantha asked gently.

Gideon rolled his eyes, "Can we just get on with this? Just ask me some questions so I can go."

Samantha nodded, "Alright, why do you think you're here?"

Gideon took his right paw from behind his head, and began using his claw to clean with fangs, "Because a bunch of cry babies went to the principal, and being a sheep, couldn't wait to punish a fox."

"So, you think you're being punished?" Samantha crooked her eyebrow.

"Well I sure ain't getting an award side eyes." Gideon chuckled.

Samantha chuckled along with Gideon, "Side-eyes, on account of where my eyes are on my head. That's a good one, I never heard that one."

Gideon blinked at Samantha, clearly surprised that she laughed at his insult, "I guess deer are as stupid as everyone says they are, can't tell a…"

Samantha kept laughing, interrupting Gideon.

"Stop it!" Gideon shouted, sitting up.

Samantha kept laughing.

"I mean it!" He stood up, facing Samantha.

She didn't stop.

"I swear I'll…"

"Do what?" Samantha said, suddenly ceasing her laughter, "You'll scratch my face? Bite my arm? Growl at me? You know, predator stuff?"

Gideon was taken aback, "Well, yeah! So quit laughing!"

"Why? I thought your insult was very cleaver!" Samantha reasoned.

Gideon turned back to the couch and sat down, "It wasn't supposed to be funny."

Samantha looked at Gideon with interested eyes, "Then what was it supposed to be Gideon?"

Gideon looked at her with confused eyes, "Insulting." Gideon answered.

Samantha nodded, "Why would you want to insult me? You don't even know me."

Gideon's eyes started getting angrier, "Because you're a deer."

Samantha looked at him with confused eyes, "Why should that matter?"

Gideon blinked at her, "Because… because… i-i-it means that…"

He's stuttering. Samantha thought, He didn't before, but he's nervous.

"…that…" Gideon tried to find a good excuse.

"That?" Samantha encouraged.

Gideon's eyes became more frustrated, "All you prey animals are the same!" Gideon stood up and walked to the other side of the office near Samantha's book case, "You think you're so special with your veggie diets, and your farms, and your money! Your mom and dads always looking out for you and you can be anything you want." He said that last part in a mocking tone.

"Can't you be anything you want Gideon?" Samantha asked.

"No! I'm a fox! I have to be what others say!" Gideon vented.

Samantha was surprised at how easily she was getting Gideon to open up, she thought it would take longer.

"What do others say you have to do?" Samantha asked.

Gideon looked up at a little circle mirror that Samantha kept on her bookcase, "To be like my dad."

Samantha looked at him with confused eyes, "And what would that be?"

Gideon stiffened up. He began to breathe heavily. Then he grabbed the mirror, and smashed it on the ground, "I'm not like him!" Gideon shouted.

Samantha looked at him with surprise.

Gideon's face suddenly became sadder, "I'm not."

Gideon put his back against the wall and slid down, sitting on the floor, refusing to look at Samantha.

Samantha stood up and walked over to him, careful not to step on any glass. She noticed that Gideon had a piece of glass in his right bottom paw. It was bleeding a little. She walked over to her desk drawer and grabbed a pair of tweezers and a band aid. She came back to Gideon and got the glass out.

"What are you doing?" Gideon asked.

"Helping you." Samantha said simply.

Gideon blinked at her, "Why?"

Samantha looked at him, "Because you cut yourself."

Gideon looked down, embarrassed, "No prey has helped me."

Samantha smiled at him, "First time for everything."

Gideon looked at her, then back down at the floor, "Doesn't change anything."

"Doesn't it?" Samantha looked at him with questioning eyes.

Gideon didn't respond, he just looked down.

Samantha sighed, then stood up. She chuckled to herself. She then took one of her books at threw it on the ground.

Gideon jumped at the thud it made, "What are you doing?"

"Sometimes you gotta let the anger out right? Come on, grab one!" Samantha laughed.

Gideon looked confused, then smirked. He grabbed a book and threw it on the ground. Samantha did the same, and they continued this until there were no books left on the self.

After that, they sat back down.

"There, feel a little bit better?" Samantha asked.

Gideon cracked a smile, "Yeah, a little."

Samantha nodded, "That's one way to get the anger out. Next time, instead of scratching a bunny, tear apart a carrot, that'll help."

Gideon nodded, "Alight, I'll try."

Samantha nodded. She knew he wouldn't change overnight. There would be more incidents with Gideon and prey mammals in the future, but he made progress today, and that's what matters.

o0o

Samantha thought of all of this while she sat at her desk fifteen years later.

"Hey Sam." The intercom suddenly rang.

"Yeah Stacy?" Samantha responded.

"Gid's here to see you."

"Oh good, send him in." Sam said simply.

Gideon walked in, wearing his untucked plaid shirt and blue jeans with visible flour stains on them.

"Hey Sam, good to see ya!" Gideon said as he walked in and gave her a hug.

Samantha returned it, "Good to see you to Gid. How's business?"

Gideon released the hug and sat down on the couch, "Going pretty well, got a new partner, the Hopps family farm, so that's huge."

"That's wonderful!" Samantha said as she sat down.

"Yeah, but what I wanted to tell you was I saw Judy." Gideon said.

"Judy Hopps?" Samantha asked.

Gideon nodded.

Samantha remembered the first time Gideon mentioned Judy.

o0o

It was their third session. Gideon had begun to open up more to Samantha, but there were somethings that she knew not to touch on, namely his father.

At the moment, however, Gideon was ranting about a fellow student at Bunnyburrow Elementary named Judy Hopps.

"She just, she doesn't understand reality! She just goes on and on about being a cop! Cop this and cop that! 'Oh I'm Judy, I'm completely delusional and won't shut up!'" He said in his Judy impression voice.

Samantha looked down at Gideon's paws, "I see you took my carrot advise."

In Gideon's right paw was the remains of a carrot that he took out when he started his rant. It was mush, and he had only been talking about her for forty seconds.

"Yeah, she's lucky I did! It's all that keeps me from AH!" He said as he made a punching motion.

"No fights lately?" Samantha asked.

Gideon nodded, "Yeah, but it's hard, one time a weasel stepped on my tail and it took all my inner cool not to AH!" He repeated the motion.

"Well that's very good Gideon." Samantha smiled.

"Yeah, but Judy! UGH!" Gideon groaned.

"What about Judy makes you so angry?" Samantha asked.

"She's annoying! She just has that kind of voice that eeee, and that kind of face, and she's so happy and peppy constantly, it makes me angrier." Gideon fumed.

"So her being happy, makes you mad?" Samantha asked, "Why do you think that is?"

Gideon paused before answering, "I don't know. I guess…"

Samantha looked at him, "You guess?"

Gideon looked sadder, "Because she's happy, and I'm not."

Samantha nodded, "It's hard to be around people that are very upbeat when you're not. But you've kept your cool, and I'm proud of you."

Gideon looked up at her, and cracked a small smile, "Thanks Miss. Venson."

"You can call me Sam." She smiled.

"Okay Miss. Venson." Gideon laughed.

She laughed as well.

o0o

Samantha nodded at the memory, "How'd that go?"

Gideon smiled, "It went better than I thought it would. The Hopps' warned me that she would be there when I got there, so I had time to prepare myself. Didn't say everything I wanted to though."

Samantha nodded, "We rarely do."

Gideon nodded, then sighed, "Anyway, she ran off on some case, and I haven't seen her since, but she told her folks that she'll be coming back around for a few days next weekend."

Samantha smiled, "Oh, so you could see her then, maybe take her down to the pie shop, show her your accomplishments."

Gideon nodded, "Yeah, that could be a lot of fun! She'll also be bringing her partner Nick, but the way she talks about him, I'd say he's more than just her partner." Gideon winked.

Samantha laughed, "Speaking of which, how's your search going?"

Gideon's smile faded, "Oh, yeah, I-I-I'm not r-r-really looking right n-n-now."

Samantha nodded. Gideon was never comfortable talking about his romantic life.

o0o

The topic first came up when Gideon was fourteen, just finishing up middle school, when he was accused by some of his friends of being gay.

"It's just, I-I-I don't k-know, I mean, I never e-even…" Gideon stuttered after Samantha asked him about an incident involving him and one of his friends getting into a fight.

"Gideon take a breath, you're stuttering on 'e', you've never done that. You also haven't started a fight in four years, what caused you to become so defensive?" Samantha asked.

"Because… because I…" Gideon paused.

"You?" Samantha encouraged.

"Okay, I think some of the guys at school are cute, and I don't feel that way about any of the girls, but that doesn't make me gay, right?" Gideon asked.

Samantha nodded, "Not necessarily, no."

Gideon shook his head, "No, no, I freaked out because, I think it's true. I think I'm…"

Gideon took a long pause, then he sat down on the couch in total silence, before speaking again, "Can we please talk about something else?"

Samantha nodded while she wrote a new item on her 'sensitive topics' list.

o0o

"Yeah, people are still a little freaked by the whole 'predators going savage' thing, which makes dating in a mostly prey area very difficult." Gideon frowned.

Samantha nodded at him, "Well, I know this has been a tough road for you, but you've proven people wrong before, and you'll do it again. I believe in you."

Gideon smiled at her, "Thanks Sam."

Sam nodded, "Is there anything else you wanted to talk about?"

Gideon sat silently, before he finally spoke up.

"I want to talk about my dad."

Whoa! What! A cliff hanger! Could I possibly be leading into another story?! Maybe…

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