Credit:

* Zootopia characters in this chapter belong to Disney

* I only own the following names; "Baro" for Chief Bogo and "Vivian" for Mrs. Wilde since their full names were not given

~First Monday Evening~

In the chief office, Chief Bogo eyeballed the red vixen as she folded her ears and pressed her forepaws against them. The cape buffalo inhaled deeply.

"WILDE!" he bellowed as soon as he heard the duo signing out from their day's work. He sighed then shifted his attention to the elder red vixen and spoke softly, "Sorry about that. It's how I get your snarky son come to attention."

"It's alright, Baro. At least that is an effective method to get him here," Vivian admitted. She flicked her ears to shake out the ringing and laid her forepaws on her laps.

Chief Bogo sat in his chief's seat while Vivian took the large civilian seat meant for a large mammal. The cape buffalo sighed again as he stirred to find a comfortable position. He knew his cops quite well, well enough to time their sign in/sign out - Judy always signed in at the last minute, just as the brief in the bullpen started.

"Yo, Chief, I am here. So what do you need me to do?" Nick called out, waltzing his way in.

The boss snorted then he pointed at the chair, encouraging his employee to take a seat. The Ex-Conmammal fellow made his way to the chair with its back to him, only to drop his calm mask when he saw his mother sitting there. He mumbled something as he crawled onto the chair cushion and sat next to her.

"Wilde, what were you saying?" Chief Bogo said. He was close to losing control of his temper but he had to hold back his shouts to keep Vivian from having more headaches.

"Sorry, sir, Car- Officer Hopps told me to go and see you before you lost your mind. So what do you want me to do…sir?" Nick explained. He was combing the fur on his head, which was standing up when his boss caught his mumbling.

The chief snorted again as he crossed his arms and laid them on the desk. He replied, "Well, it's time for you to learn your history, Wilde. You will understand once you accept the terms.

~First Monday Evening, A Couple Hours Later~

Once Precinct One was cleaned out of staff except for Chief Bogo and the red foxes, they made their way to a Jeep Type-A that was designed for a large mammal like Bogo. They got in and he drove them to an abandoned building in Rainforest District. They left the vehicle and he escorted them through the building. They arrived at the room where Chief Bogo insisted to set the task. The cape buffalo turned to face the foxes and put his fore-hooves behind his back. He gave the foxes a chance to exchange their last words together.

Vivian caught onto what Bogo had gestured for her to do before she turned to her son. She spoke, "Well, Nicholas… this is it. Give me a loving hug and kiss. I will always believe in you, my beloved little tod."

Nick made a gawky expression with his snout closed then he lifted his arms to his mother and embraced her. He peaked both sides of her muzzle as many times as possible. When he felt his mother gripping his ribcage, he swore that when hugging she was more hardcore at breaking his ribcage than Judy. He didn't underestimate his mother's strength. After all, she was the one raised him and was the one who held all of it in.

"Alright! Some of us need to sleep and need our strength to survive another day!" Baro bellowed. He had given the foxes enough time to cuddle together.

"Gee, you insufferable buffalo bu-" Nick started. His comment was cut off by his mother's comment; "Nicholas Piberius Wilde! You wanted to end up being the red box on his tuxedo in the morning? Just get on with it."

"Yes, mother," Nick mumbled, letting his mother go and working his way to the gurney in the middle of the room. He got on the gurney.

Chief Bogo stomped his way to the table that contained the suitcase, opened it, and picked up one of the 'tranquilizers' from it. He turned to face the gurney taking the next step in the plan. He nodded to the mother of his employee, signaling her to do whatever she wanted - either stand there and gawk at her son's transformation or leave the room and listened to the coming storm. Neither was what he expected her to do - she took a third option.

"I believe in you and I will always love you, regardless what happens to you, my Nicholas," Vivian admitted.

She turned to leave the room, allowing the chief to do his part with her son. Chief Bogo snorted as he moved to the gurney.

"Alright then, Wilde," he began, laying his fore-hoof on the male fox's head then smashing his muzzle onto the platform and stabbing his neck with the tranquilizer. The cape buffalo whispered, "Have a wild ride…"

He jerked his hoof from the fox's neck then withdrew his hooves while keeping one of his hooves balled up. The chief stepped backward and laid the item on the table behind him. He moved to the door then he left the room and shut the door. He shuffled to the bench outside the room and sat down next to Vivian. They sat there in silence, waiting for the drug in the cop fox to take effect. After a full minute of waiting, they heard grunts, then scratching on the metal and various sounds of thrashing around.

"Hm," the red vixen whispered, leaning on the cape buffalo's arm and wrapping her arms around it.

After fifteen minutes of hearing the male fox going through the worst, the storm finally calmed. Mrs. Wilde sighed softly.

"Thank you, Baro," Vivian admitted, loosing her grip on the forearm.

Chief Bogo glared at his company and grimaced.