8 years before the events of the movie...
A 24 year old Nick Wilde was sulking in the passenger seat of the car being driven by his stern-looking mother.
"Why are we doing this?," Nick asked with a sigh.
"Because your father wants to see you and you're going to see him!," Nick's mother snapped.
Nick huffed. The car pulled up to a driveway on the edge of town. The two of them got out of the car.
"Just five minutes," Nick insisted.
"Fine," Nick's mom said.
The two walked into the house. Nick's mom rung the doorbell. Nick's father answered the door and smiled at the two.
"Nick! So glad your mother finally managed to get you to stop by! Come in," Nick's dad ushered the two in.
The two came in the Nick's dad shut the door. Inside the house the two were met with a vixen around the same age as Nick's mom.
"Hi!,"
The vixen greeted Nick's mom and the two hugged.
"I'm glad there were no hard feelings," she said.
"Oh course not, I'm glad John could find someone to make him happy,"
Nick rolled his eyes. His dad patted his back.
"Oh and Nick, we have a surprise for you," he said. "Oliver!," he called into the house.
The four of them heard the sound of small footsteps running down the stairs. A little fox boy, no older than 5 years old, with dark red-brown fur with a tan brown underbelly, and blue eyes ran to the front of the group.
"Hi!," he greeted.
Nick stiffened. John bent down to the young boy.
"Oliver, this is Nick, your big brother," John explained.
"Nice to meet you Mr. Mick," Oliver said extending his paw out.
Nick forced a smile. "I'm leaving,"
Everyone's smile faded.
"I'm leaving," Nick said and left the house abruptly.
Nick's mom looked at the family sympathetically.
"John I- Nicolas Piberius Wilde! You get back here this instant!," Nick's mother called out furiously running out after Nick.
John and his wife looked down at their young son. Oliver looked confused.
"Did I do something?," Oliver asked.
"Oh no!," John reassured.
"No sweetie it wasn't you," the vixen said picking up her son. "Why don't you head upstairs and get ready for bed. Your daddy and I will be up in a minute,"
She put him down and Oliver giggled. "Ok mommy,"
Oliver went up to his room
AN: I Liiiiiiiiive! I've been putting in a lot of pre thought for a clean ending to this story, chapters will be coming out as soon as I get them down, but thank you all for being so patient.
Onto this chapter, Nick that was a pretty jerk move. Also Oliver is definitely a sweet and innocent little bean isn't he? Why do I point that out you may ask? Well I don't know readers... I really don't... honestly.