Flashback

9 year old Nick had come back from his scout meeting. He was in tears, his uniform ripped and there were bruises on his face.

"Oh my Nick" his mom gasped as she pulled her son close to her. "What happened who did this to you?"

Nick sobbed harder as he buried himself into his mother's dress. "mom the scouts muzzled me and they hurt me."

"What?"

Peter than looked over at them "Well it serves him right if you ask me, I told you both a fox would never be a scout but you didn't listen to me. So just let the brat cry. Maybe that will teach him a lesson."

"Just Let him cry? He didn't deserve anything, all he wanted was to make a few friends, and they do this to him?"

"Friends? Ha wimps like him don't deserve any friends, if he can't stand up to a few prey mammals then he can't do anything."

Nick began to cry even harder, it was bad enough he was just muzzled and beaten but now his own dad even says he deserves it. Maybe it was true maybe he did.

"I can't believe you, I thought you'd at least have a heart, when something like this happens to your own son. "

"What because he had a muzzle put on him? I'm suppose to feel sorry for the brat? Well guess what I don't. Most predators get muzzled at least once In their life."

Nick sobbed harder clinging on to his mom for comfort and protection.

"If you don't stop crying over that stupid muzzle, I'll give you something to really cry about" peter threatened.

"Leave Him alone" his mom yelled "You're nothing but a monster."

Nick began to shake as more tears came down his cheek. He tried his best to stop crying, but it was so hard for him.

"Nick go to your room darling, I'll be up soon"

Nick raced to his room, shut the door and hid under his covers with his paws over his ears to block out the fight he knew his mom and dad would have. He could still hear the things his dad was saying.

"He's your son"

"I never asked to be a dad" Peter yelled

"You're not even a dad, you don't even try to care for your son, you don't care about anything expect for money."

"Well at least money's more useful than you and him. I wish he was never born I'd have a better life without him."

Nick sniffed 'So it's true, he really does hate me, I thought deep down he may have loved me a bit but no' he thought.

Than Peter went out of the door slaming it hard behind him.

Nick's mom than came into Nick's room.

"Nick are you ok?" She asked

"I'm worthless aren't I mom?" He sobbed

"Oh no sweetheart of course not, you're wonderful and you're great at many things. You're kind, you do well at school"

"Mom why is dad the way he is?" Nick asked.

"I'm not sure son, he was really nice when I first met him. Kind gentle and I thought he was the one. But then he just went down the wrong road."

"Mom do you think he could go down the right road again?"

"Maybe son" she gave him a kiss "anyway you get some sleep son"

"Ok goodnight mom, I love you"

"love you too Nick"