It's the official start of A True Brother! Yeeeeaaahhhhhhh!

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I hope y'all are ready for this! I know I am! The story opens with Jameson awaking from his vivid dream and learning a certain bunny has become his new neighbor….

Chapter One: New Neighbor

Jameson awoke suddenly with a start, breathing heavily. Putting a paw to his chest he looked around and noticed it was night time, he had been asleep for hours. "Son of a bitch. I just had to fall asleep, didn't I?"

Jameson shook his head once before running a paw through the longer white fur on the top of his head and letting out a sigh. He then looked on the passenger seat of his car where his groceries were sitting. "Hope the cold and frozen goods are still fine."

Jameson quickly checked them and luckily they were still fine so his dinner wasn't ruined, or dinner for the rest of the week. Closing the bags he let out another sigh, finally calmed down from his dream. It had been three years now but memories like that just to go away, they haunt you in the night. It surely didn't make anything easier for him. Jameson shook his head once more before grabbing his things, exiting his car, and heading towards the Grand Pangolin Arms Apartments.

*5 minutes earlier*

Judy trudged up the stairs slowly, ears dropping and occasionally letting out a big sigh as she did so. The day had gone from fantastic to terrible in such a short amount of time and it baffled her in a way. After that fox had pretty much given her a verbal beatdown on her dreams she had to go back to the construction crew and apologize. Getting called quite a few nasty things during the process and she left that particular encounter feeling ashamed and chastised, as well as embarrassed. She then had to walk all the way back to her teeny tiny vehicle, the whole way receiving looks and snickers because of the dried cement covering her feet as well as leaving a trail of dusty paw prints behind her.

Once she was in the thing she had to take the long drive back to Precinct One, and once entering the immediate bellow of "HOPPS!" from Chief Bogo didn't really help with things. She then had to go into his office and report in, and explain to him every little detail to why she abandoned her post. She, of course, omitted the part where the fox dressed her down, and after she was done it was Bogo's seemingly calm demeanor that told her she was about to be in trouble, she was Valedictorian of her class after all.

"So, you abandoned your post to follow a by your words fox acting suspicious into a ice cream shop where then you helped said fox buy a Jumbo pop. You then returned to your post only to leave it again half an hour later when you again saw said fox doing, again, suspicious acts, and you witnessed his, baby which really wasn't a baby? Drive a van which you then proceeded to follow over three separate districts for the rest of the day watching him commit what you believed to be illegal acts. You then tried to confront him and initiate and arrest when he then provided you with the proper legal documents and left, is this all correct?"

Judy stamped down the urge to gulp and as calmly as she could replied "yes sir." all the while preparing for the coming storm which showed itself when Bogo stood from his chair and put both paws on his desk, he then roared.

"YOUR JOB IS TO PUT TICKETS ON PARKED CARS! NOT GO GALAVANTING OFF ON SOME WILD FOX CHASE ACROSS THREE DIFFERENT PRECINCT JURISDICTIONS! THIS COULD BE CONSIDERED BORDERLINE HARASSMENT! AND ABOVE ALL OF THAT YOU DIDN'T EVEN FOLLOW PROPER PROCEDURE! YOU SHOULD HAVE CALMLY ASKED FOR THE PROPER DOCUMENTATION AFTER YOU WITNESSED THE FIRST ACT THAT COULD BE CONSIDERED A CRIME!"

Bogo then plopped back into his chair with a heavy sigh and bellowed out "Get out of here Hopps! Go home! Tomorrow I expect you to be diligently putting tickets on parked cars, All. Day. And not going off on some wild chase! And don't even think about asking for one of the missing mammal cases again! You are our new meter maid, period! The only way that will change is if you leave this Precinct! dismissed!"

That particular one way conversation was definitely a damper on her day, but somehow not as much as the verbal lashing from that fox, Nick Wilde. She finally reached her floor and went to her door, concrete dust flying up as she placed her feet on her cutesy door mat. Opening the door and entering she went over to her tiny desk and half heartedly threw her ridiculous meter maid hat onto the chair and sat down. After a minute of her head in her paws she decided to try and play some music using the alarm clocks radio to improve her mood and dim the Bucky and Pronk show but that quickly turned out to be a mistake. It was like the universe was making fun of her with what was playing, every time she changed the channel it became worse and she had to settle for some depressing piano music playing. She was about to stand to make her microwave dinner for the night, she could only hope it was good.

*Jameson in the present*

Jameson shut the door to his apartment and looked around. There was a thin layer of dust on everything but that was to be expected when you hadn't been to a certain place you own for awhile. In fact, it should have been worse but he had paid extra for someone to dust during the once a month free delousing. Jameson looked around the surprisingly spacious apartment, the key was to look for apartments for bigger mammals that way you had much more space, and he felt for the rabbit who clearly didn't know that little trick. This particular apartment was sized for about a gazelle. All it would take is some step stools, mini walkways, and ladders to compensate for everything being bigger than you are.

Well, except for Jameson's case, he made a deal with the stingy landlady and was able to upgrade and re-size the apartment. He had a tiny kitchen set to the right and to the left a couch, coffee table, and a entertainment system that made up his living room, set in the middle was a dining table, and behind all of that were three doors. His master bedroom, a spare bedroom, and his crown jewel..his own damn bathroom with a sink, toilet, and shower.

The whole apartment had a rustic farmhouse look with a lot of greys and distressed whites. The flooring was light gray wood, the walls a slightly darker shade of grey paint with a distressed white accent wall, the dining table was a distressed white surrounded by six distressed grey and white chairs with grey cushions, the kitchen counter top was concrete and all the appliances black, the doors leading to the two bedrooms were white barn sliding doors, the bathroom door was a regular door painted white. In the living room the couch was a dark gray, the coffee table a distressed white, the entertainment system consisted of a 60 inch tv and all of the newer gaming consoles. He could definitely say he had the nicest apartment in the whole building.

Speaking of the building, any who really knew Jameson would wonder why he still chose to live in the run down building. He could easily move into a luxury apartment complex with his current pay and prior pay at his prior jobs. But Jameson didn't like to really draw undue attention to himself in any way, a habit from one of his old jobs, and this building definitely fit the bill of not drawing attention. Plus the location of being at the edge of downtown was beneficial for him. But most of all was that this was and is his first apartment and Jameson was a very sentimental red fox after all.

Jameson had his hands full so he quickly discarded his personal bag in his right paw at the door, then walked over to the kitchenette and put down the paper bag full of groceries containing tonight's dinner he would cook, veggie casserole. Then he went looking under the sink and grabbed a duster and spent ten minutes speed dusting everything. Once he was finished he went back to the kitchen, he took out everything necessary and preheated the oven. He then started the meal prep, cutting vegetables with fast and expert precision (there was plenty of carrots), and prepping the sauce he would use, once that was done he wiped his paws on the apron he was wearing before taking it off and putting it on the nearest dining chair.

Jameson then went over to his bag and opened it, taking out all the framed photographs sitting at the top, there were pictures of him with his younger brother, with his mother and father, with all of them together when his brother was just a newborn kit. But then there were a couple more...One of his wife, a beautiful brown rabbit with the most gorgeous blue eyes. One of his daughter, who looked just like her mother. He wasn't the biological father but he was there since birth, she was his by all rights his. The next was with all of them together his left paw on his wife's shoulder, followed by one of his wife and him left paw on the same shoulder, and one with his daughter his left paw on her shoulder.

Ignoring all of the other photos Jameson picked up the one containing him and his family in both paws, tears dripping onto the glass shortly after. He was near sobbing but controlled himself, but only just, it may have been three years but for him it might as well have been yesterday. Looking through tear filled eyes at the photo he whispered "I miss you." before placing the photograph on the coffee table. He took a few deep breaths to compose himself before he spent the next five minutes placing and hanging the photographs.

Next he went bad to his bag and pulled out the small bag of laundry he had, one thing his apartment did not have was a washing machine, so he needed to go down to the communal laundry room. So Jameson scooped up the bag and went to the door opening it and walking out. The second he was out of his apartment he heard the sound of a microwave going off coming from the broom closet. He walked closer to the stairs which happened to be right by the broom closet and thought "wow she really found some sap to rent out this place" Then his nose crinkled in distaste when he smelt the microwaved carrots. Stopping at the stairs he heard the small sound of disgust followed by what was probably the dinner going into the trash can.

Sniffing past the terrible microwaved carrots he detected that it was a female bunny inside. "Poor girl is probably fresh off the farm and has no clue what she's doing. I mean she actually accepted to rent a freaking broom closet in a run down apartment complex!"

He stood there looking at the door for a moment and for what reason he did not know why he put his laundry down, pulled out a little piece of paper from one of his pockets and a pen, and quickly scribbled down a note inviting the rabbit to dinner. A mammal had to eat and he would have plenty of casserole left over as it was. Not to mention he wagered based on the depressing music he heard the bunny was probably having a bad day and some hospitality from a neighbor might just be a way to improve their mood. Once he was satisfied with what he wrote he stepped to her door chuckling internally at the cutesy doormat, leaned down and slipped the note under the door.

*Judy*

Judy had just thrown the disgusting excuse for a dinner into her little trash bin and was about to be content with no dinner when she saw a shadow appear under her door. Leaning back in the chair causing it to creak she set both eyes and ears on the door when she saw a little slip of paper appear from under it followed by the shadow disappearing from her door. Curiosity piqued and she waited a few moments before getting up and walking the short distance to the note and leaned down to pick it up. Note in paw she read what was on it.

"Hello neighbor, I couldn't help but hear your terrible microwaved carrot dinner going into the trash can after the microwave had just gone off. So I figured I'd offer you a nice veggie casserole dinner. A mammal has to eat after all and since you're living in a broom closet I assume you have a tight budget. I also have a hunch you just recently moved here so some nice hospitality from a neighbor is called for in every right. If you're wondering just who is offering it's Jameson, your newish neighbor. I live two doors down on the left. Dinner is served at 9:00.

J.W"

Judy couldn't help letting out a small "huh" at the note. She being both a female and a cop became immediately suspicious of ulterior motives since the mammal offering was a male. But she was also a very optimistic bunny who had just had a very bad day. A nice meal and a good chat with a friendly neighbor just might be the right pick me up to improve her mood. Her stomach also added its input with a little rumble, thinking on it for a few moments and a glance at the clock reading 8:30 she said "eh, what the hell."

Standing up from the chair Judy got rid of the ridiculous little orange vest and looked at herself in her mirror. Noticing a few out of place hairs on her head she smoothed them down only for them to pop right back up. She tried several more times and each time they popped right back up, on the fourth try a couple of new ones joined their friends and she let out a frustrated "urgh" before muttering "I'm a mess." Deciding she would freshen up and at the very least get the dried concrete off her feet Judy gathered her toiletries and left her apartment going quickly over to the communal bathroom on her floor.

Twenty nine minutes later Judy came rushing back into her apartment muttering out a quick "sweet cheese and crackers." Getting that dried concrete off her fur had taken way longer than she thought, now she stood a chance of being late to the dinner her neighbor had so graciously offered. Sure it would be only about five minutes late but Judy was a very punctual bunny and being even a minute late bothered the crap out of her. She quickly deposited her things back in their rightful place and then went back to the mirror. "great no time for extra grooming and no time to change. Just great."

Deciding she would just go in her uniform sans the protective foot pads Judy quickly opened her door and rushed out, she was already a minute late as it was. Walking quickly down the hall she stopped at the door two doors down on the left and quickly knocked on it. She heard the same voice she heard earlier yell out just gentler "just a minute."

Judy mused on what species this make could be that invited her to dinner. She could only hope it wasn't a bunny, she was tired of them. Every other week back at home her parents would try and set her up with a buck and every time they laughed at her dreams, wanted her to give them up, settle down and have a million kids. Here in the city she figured the bucks here would just be intimidated by her. As she was trying to think what species this neighbor could be a thought instantly popped in her mind as well, "I hope he's not a fox either."

No sooner than she finished the thought did the door open revealing to her Jameson for the first time. Jameson Wilde the fox. For Judy she was immediately shell shocked, not only because of course it was indeed a fox that answered the door, because the universe likes to mock her. No it was because this fox besides his giant differences in looks like the blinded eye, the scar on his muzzle, the nicks in his ear, the white fur on his head…besides all of that this fox still reminded her of the fox Nick Wilde she had met and been verbally thrashed and hustled by earlier in the day. They even shared the same eye color. There were similarities to the fox Nick Wide though that this one also shared besides eye color. But the most stand out one was that same smirk and half lidded look...Although Nick Wilde didn't have the amused glint in his eye that Jameson had. That's when Judy realized that he had that amused glint because she had been staring at him, not saying a single word, for quite awhile, complete with twitching nose and all.

Jameson for his part was leaning against the door frame, arms crossed with his left foot crossed in front of his right with a signature half lidded look and smirk. He couldn't help the amused feeling caused by the rabbit he now knew was Judy Hopps practically gawking at him. He did not quite know why though, it wasn't because of his dashing looks or his disfigured face, those got different reactions then the one she was displaying. Although his dashing looks was roguishly handsome at best in his opinion, maybe before the accident sure, now not so much.

Jameson also had to admit that he was very surprised the bunny he invited to a nice dinner happened to be Judy Hopps, first rabbit officer of the ZPD, graduated Valedictorian at the academy along with other accolades. Mostly by the fact that she was living in this, well...dump. Someone like her should be living in a much nicer apartment complex. He noticed she seemed to snap out of her staring when she took a step back and a cute blush of embarrassment appeared upon her face.

Judy felt the blush of embarrassment and silently hoped Jameson hadn't noticed. Clearing her throat and letting out a little embarrassed laugh Judy apologized. "Erm, sorry. I didn't mean to stare, it's just your not exactly what I was expecting and you kind of look similar to a jerk I ran into earlier today" Judy didn't know if she should voice the ext part but the more she looked at this fox the more she thought they might be somehow related..."you even have the same eye color."

That got Jameson's attention and he quickly shifted off the door standing straight letting out an "oh?" as he did so. Judy was about to reply but he put up his right paw and said. "You can elaborate later, right now dinner's getting cold and I am being an impolite host, so come on in."

After that Jameson turned and walked back into his apartment, Judy watched and noted some particular and peculiar things about him. his attire, black slacks with a black vest and tie with a white undershirt sleeves rolled up past the elbows completely different than that Nick Wilde. This fox carried himself differently as well, he stood up more straight, his pose more rigid and disciplined, his gait more fluid. He also appeared to have a slight limp in his left leg.

Blinking twice Judy internally scolded herself because she was staring again and quickly entered the apartment and turned to shut the door.

Once shut she turned back around and couldn't help letting out a "wow." At the nice state and space of the apartment.

Jameson chuckled at that and said "Yes I suppose based on the condition of this building and the fact you're living in a broom closet wow is a pretty good reaction I guess. It is nice I suppose."

Judy quickly looked over to Jameson with a baffled expression and replied, "are you kidding me? This apartment is HUGE! I mean look! you have your own living room and kitchen! and behind that three more rooms! and one of them is a bathroom! You have your own bathroom! I have a tiny bed, desk, chair, and a microwave! That's it! How is this in apartment in this complex?!"

Jameson couldn't help chuckling loudly at her reaction. Thinking on how he should answer the question he decided to go as honestly as possible. "Well you see, the trick is to look for apartments that are sized for mammals larger than you, most times landlords don't care who is in the apartment as long as they are paying, that is why it's bigger. Then you just have to get items like ladders and what not so you can reach the areas you normally wouldn't be able to. As for why it is all nice and me sized, well the landlady allowed me to resize it, mostly because I solved her Bucky and Pronk problem."

Jameson's response caused Judy to ask "just how did you solve her Bucky and Pronk problem?"

Jameson let out a chuckle and replied "oh that's easy, she used to live in this apartment, I was on the first floor originally. I offered an apartment swap on the condition I could resize this one, she didn't even hesitate to say yes. The very first thing I did was add soundproofing. Heh, well come on and take a seat at the table, I'll serve, but first you want a drink?"

Judy was content with Jameson's answer and giggled when he added he immediately soundproofed the apartment. Taking a seat at one end of the dinning table Judy replied a "sure" to the offer of a drink. Jameson nodded and walked back over to the kitchen and took out to glasses saying "Since I take it you're on duty tomorrow I won't offer you any alcohol like what I am having," He turned to show her a bottle of whiskey called "Wild Whiskey" and turned back to pour it into a glass, then he continued with what he was saying. "so will carrot juice suffice?"

Judy was a little surprised that a fox would have carrot juice let alone make and eat a veggie casserole, but then again she didn't know much about foxes. "Yeah that'd be great actually."

Jameson nodded in reply and fetched the juice from his fridge and poured some, bringing her the glass before returning for his own and bringing the casserole with him. Once he set his drink and the casserole down he then went and grabbed the table setting and gave Judy's hers. Pausing for a sip of whiskey he then picked up the casserole and gave Judy a decent portion, not too much and not too little, but enough that she'd go for seconds if still hungry. Once the casserole was on her plate Judy looked up at Jameson and said "thank you." Jameson simply smirked and nodded before going and serving himself a portion, that done he put the casserole down and took his seat.

Noticing Judy hadn't taken a bite yet he said "go on and eat, it's not poisoned or nothing and I don't praise or thank the gods before eating, so dig in."

Judy hadn't taken a bite yet for that exact reason but hearing what Jameson said she took a bite, and was instantly blown away. The veggie casserole was on par with her mother's cooking, and she began eating it with gusto. Jameson chuckled a little at the sight and then began eating his own, occasionally pausing for a sip of whiskey.

After Judy's plate was clean she looked at the casserole dish and then to Jameson. "Is it alright if I go for seconds?"

Jameson paused his next sip of whiskey and quickly replied "of course! you can go for thirds and fourths too, I always make enough for three mammals anyways, even though it's just me here."

Judy quickly stood and walked to the middle of the table where the casserole dish was sitting and scooped a second helping onto her plate before returning to her seat. Before she could take a bite though something was nagging at him that he had to voice. "You said the jerk of a fox you ran into earlier today had the same eye color as me right?"

Judy, who was currently sipping on her carrot juice just nodded in confirmation. That sparked Jameson's next line. "Well then with two birds with one stone allow me to officially introduce myself since I realize I have not done so, my name is Jameson Wilde, but friends just call me James."

Judy's reaction was instant with widened eyes and a solid leaning back in her chair. Jameson nodded at that and then said "I take it this jerk of a fox looked like that but older?" he then pointed to a photograph on the wall of a younger version of him and a younger version of Nick Wilde, arms around each other smiling.

Judy followed the finger and once again just nodded, then after a moment added "yep, his sense of style has gone down a bit though."

Jameson snorted at that and replied "he never had a sense of style. Let me guess, Pawaiian shirts?"

A single nod and a "yep." was the reply he got.

"Ick. Well then you had an encounter with my little brother Nicholas Piberius Wilde...What did he do and say exactly?"

Judy spent the next fifteen or so minutes filling Jameson in on what had happened between her and his brother and once she was done she could tell irritated probably wasn't the right word for his expression, more a combination of rage, disgust, and disappointment.

Jameson was shaking his head and muttering, Judy couldn't even fully hear what he was saying, but from what she could make out it sounded like he was berating himself, which was odd but she didn't want to question it. She watched as Jameson downed his glass of whiskey, got up and grabbed the bottle poured a double and drank it, then poured a single and walked back to the table.

Sitting down again he took a sip and said "Sorry, it's just I thought my little brother was above belittling mammals, among other things. I guess I was oh so very wrong. But that kind happens when you haven't officially seen them in 11 years...But I shouldn't be putting this on you as it stands so, ah, I guess dig in."

After that Jameson looked down at his plate and began eating again. Judy didn't know what to do with all of that, it was definitely not her business anyways. So she decided to go for the flow for now and continue eating the delicious veggie casserole.

Another 15 minutes later and after Judy had had thirds she was finally full, truth be told she might have even overeaten but the veggie casserole was so good she couldn't help it. Plate clean and the last of the carrot juice in her glass gone Jameson said "so how was it? I mean you had three helpings but a cook always likes to hear mammals own opinions."

"It was so good! It was honestly on par with my mother's. Are you a chef at a restaurant or something? And odd question but do foxes like carrot juice? I thought that was just a bunny thing."

Jameson smirked at the praise and replied "Well that's good to hear, hadn't made that in awhile, and no I have never been a chef, but I do love cooking. And fun fact, most foxes actually don't like carrots, but when you lived with bunnies you tend to learn to like or at least get used to certain things." He sensed Judy had another question on her mind and he guessed what it could be and inwardly sighed, saying out loud "and before you ask go take a gander at the coffee table."

Judy, who was about to ask such a question, gave Jameson a raised eyebrow before she stood and walked the short distance to Jameson's coffee table. Once there she immediately focused on the picture frames and picked one up. The photo within had Jameson standing behind two female bunnies, both were brown with blue eyes, the one on the right was obviously the daughter of the one on the left. Then she noticed Jameson's left paw on the left shoulder of the mother, and the mother's paw on top, and visible were two identical silver wedding bands.

It didn't take a rocket scientist to deduce that Jameson was married to the female bunny in the photo. She didn't know what to think about a fox and a bunny being married, but then she immediately became nervous about what would happen if his wife came home and she was there having dinner with her husband, Judy voiced just as much.

"Ah, is she okay with me being here?"

Jameson chuckled at that and replied, "Oh she would probably would have had an issue, more than likely. She was quite possessive of her fox."

Judy's eyes went back to the photo but she swiveled one ear towards the door and the other towards Jameson, then something clicked. He said 'have' and 'was', not 'will' and 'is'. She swiveled her ear away from the door and looked at Jameson, who was staring into his glass of whiskey. She only needed to say one word and she said it softly.

"was?"

Jameson sighed deeply and downed the rest of his whiskey, then he said dejectedly. "Yeah. Was. Arson fire three years ago. My daughter too. We lived in the Tri-burrows, Bunnyburrow just by the border to Podunk. We were keeping the relationship a secret for obvious reasons (he gestures to himself). Managed it for eight years. Some mammals found out eventually and set the house ablaze while I was gone, I was supposed to be there too but had been called into work...They luckily didn't burn, just, got sleepy from the smoke. I was devastated and distraught, on the verge of death myself, and before you ask dying of a broken heart is a very real thing for foxes, especially if they lose their mates. Tethers like kits or other family can keep us going though...but my wife and daughter, were gone. I arrived home to find my home burning, I jumped out of my truck and rushed towards the house, but the arsonists were still there and they ambushed me. I killed them in self defense but not before they injured me critically, and I passed out from blood loss before I could reach the house…"

Judy's paws flew to her mouth and she said "I am so so sorry for your loss, I can't even imagine…"

Jameson gave her a small smile and said "thank you, it's been a tough three years, but I'm trying…if you'll excuse me for a moment I'm going to refill my glass real quick."

Done! So if you ever read the first draft of this story and remember it you should see some minor and major differences and I hope it went and goes over better! So it's imperative I receive feedback!

That's pretty much all I have to say really.

So next time on A True Brother! Judy and Jameson's conversation continues and Judy realizes she forgot to do something realllyyyy important!

This next chapter should be done in just a few days so keep an eye out for it!

Until then this is TheConcernedF0X signing off! See you next time!