"You insincere bastard!"
Mime opened Shifty's door just a crack, covering Emmet's ears.
"You told him to tell my son?" Lammy yelled. Shifty glared.
"Don't be such a bitch, sheep. If I were you, I'd be happy it was him, not me." Shifty growled. "You're even more shallow than I am right now, keeping this a secret."
"It's my decision! I have full custody of Emmet, I can tell as much or as little as I need," Lammy growled.
"And when were you going to tell him? You drop him off with Mime all day almost every week. Who the hell will he trust? You or that silent purple idiotic deer?" Shifty asked. Lammy stood silent for a second.
"Face it, sheep. You'll never get a chance at this rate. Do you know why I'm this way now?" Shifty growled.
Mime left Emmet outside, stepping inside and closing the door so he wouldn't hear.
"It's because me and Lifty were abandoned. Our parents didn't even WANT us! We were lucky enough to have this woman keep us; and she was utter crap!" Shifty barked, tears in his eyes. He took off his fedora, putting it on the sofa.
"My 'family' had to struggle for money, food, medical care…HELL; we had to spend nights on the fucking street!"
"Shifty-"
"Get out. Keep the secret from the dumbass kid for all I care." Shifty growled. He noticed Mime, looking slightly shocked.
"What the hell do you want, Mime?" Shifty growled. Emmet ran inside, seeing Lammy and Shifty. Mime picked him up.
"If you would stop fighting for one second…" Mime calmly muttered. Lammy was slightly shocked that mime was actually talking. Shifty; not so much. The raccoon picked up his fedora and looked back at Emmet. He got up, put his fedora on Emmet, and left.
Mime stared at the figure that was slowly disappearing. Where exactly was he going? Was he coming back? The silent deer watched Emmet play around with the fedora. Then, one certain question came across his head.
Does he care?