Chapter 6

For the first time in a long time, the Wilde household was completely filled with good spirits. Instead of fancy cuisine, there were homemade blueberry muffins. Instead of Judy's favorite songs played by live band, there were embarrassing tales of little Nicky Wilde told by his mother. And a tease of baby photos that were even more embarrassing the next time Judy visits.

But he still had the limo. When they were ready, Nick called to reschedule the pickup location. Nick and Natalie were catching up, Nick holding his niece who was making those almost words toddlers make. Judy watched his face glow as he played with his newest family member.

"You know Marie-Ann..."

"Honey, just call me mom. You're family now."

She leaned into a little hug with her, "He's always been good with kids. Most my little siblings love him when we stop by. And maybe it's this new little weight," she played with the ring now on her finger, "But I just realized how good of a father he'd make. So maybe you'll get what you want sooner than later."

"At least wait until after the wedding, honey. No need to have a babybump in a wedding dress."

Headlights rolled up to the house and stopped. Nick handed Marian back to Natalie, giving both of them a peck on the cheek.

"Ride's here Carrots."

They said their goodbyes with promises to return soon and headed out the door. Standing at the open car door was a familiar face.

"Mr Manchas! It's great to see you again."

"And not trying to kill us." Nick added before getting a hard elbow in the gut.

The jaguar chuckled, "Just don't tear up the seats back there and I won't try again."

Sitting together in the middle of the seat, they held each other as Manchas drove them home.

"Nick, I've been meaning to ask about that song."

The fox's grin widened, "Oh, that old thing."

"When Natalie heard it she flipped out and your mom said it was special family tradition."

"Yes. An old one at that. Ancient even. Legend has it, it was a love song written by Sir Robin of Locksley to his beloved Maid Marian as an engagement present. And that he passed it down to his kin who passed down to theirs. Generation to generation, fox to fox. But not as just a simple love song, but a true love song."

"What do you mean true love song?"

"It's why Nat freaked out. She got more than a little jealous at you. A fox can't just sing it to the gal he wants to really impress and take to prom. Or one he thinks he loves but ends up leaving a few years later. This song is an oath, a promise. Something as unbreakable as the love they share."

Checking the window to Manchas was closed, he cleared his throat and repositioned himself.

"Love will live, love will last, love will go on and on and on" he crooned to his bride-to-be. She did her best not to swoon, but also did not care she was failing.

"That part is self explanatory, casanova."

"Life is brief, but when it's gone, love goes on and on… Means not even death will 'do us part'. We're stuck with each other, Carrots. Forever."

"I wouldn't have it any other way."


AUTHOR'S NOTES:

And that's that! I do have an epilogue brewing but I'm going to make it a separate entry. I like where this ends, and the epilogue might be a bit much here.

And yes, in my mind Disney's Robin Hood (or a close facsimile of it) and Zootopia share the same world.

Well I hope all of you enjoyed this little story of mine. Honestly is the first bit of writing I've actually finished in quite some time. I hope I can keep that trend going! So thanks for reading, commenting, and all that jazz!

And hopefully I'll be back sooner than later with another work!