An Adventure Chapter 9
Kyle exited his sister's car waving goodbye as she drove off, Savanna junior high school was renowned for the athleticism and the science teachers that helped create world famous scientists. First period was English, a pretty fun class and one that students enjoyed for their instructor's exuberance and all around approachable manner. Second period was Math, a decent but difficult class taught by a strict and understanding Hamster. Third period culinary arts, the best class in the universe. Fourth was History of Zootopia a pretty neat class that had a pretty good teacher. Lunch; Kyle sat on a concrete bench eating a peanut butter and jelly sandwich with banana slices. His best friend Gary had gone to the bathroom and a notorious Cheetah approached the eating bear.
"Hey why don't you talk to me on the Neighstation network Kyle?'' He loomed over the bear instigating fear and frustration. "Why would I friend you Cole?'' Leering the Cheetah took a step closer and said; "I want to be your friend, want to help out with your emotional issues.'' Kyle set his food down and stood up on the bench to match his average height. "Who told you that Cole?'' The aggressor perked up puffing his chest. "Just about everyone I know on Flapchat faggot.'' To Cole's surprise, Kyle jumped off and began packing up his lunch.
Before he could leave the Cat tossed him to the ground and pinned his robust knees on his shoulders. Like flies to a corpse, school children made a circle around them shouting and cheering Cole on. Kyle was stunned at how quickly it happened, barely reacting to the beatings he was receiving. Cole shouted when Kyle grabbed his assailant's paw and dug his claws into it causing him to cry. After Kyle had reveled in his victory over Cole a teacher grabbed him by his arm nearly dragging him to the principal's office.
When they entered the administration building he yanked his arm back and growled at the Coyote who had purposely hurt him. "You're going to get expelled you little beast!'' the Teacher slammed the door and locked the Cub inside. Fortunately for him, he had brought his phone with him.
Tiffany was on her break at her restaurant sitting outside of a Snarlbuck's. From Kyle urgent: 'Please come get me. Got in fight Mr. Canine hurt me help.' Within the hour, her '95 sedan pulled up at the front of the building, as Kyle buckled in his seat belt he began to cry. "I'm not even safe at school. I can't go back, I want to be homeschooled until I'm an adult." Tiffany gave him a tissue box, eyes red as a Robin's breast. He thanked her through a lump in his throat and turned the radio on to drown out the pessimistic thoughts growing in his head.
We really catch the devil don't we? I forget when the last time we had fun was. No! Our life could always be worse. Way worse. Don't let Jennifer see you like this, you don't want to upset her.
"YOU'RE GOONS ATTACKED ME SHITHEAD!"
"Agatha please, I'll make sure that they answer for what they've done and I can assure you that your next job will be very soon so just enjoy yourself please.''
"YOU BETTER OR I'M GOING TO HAVE TO TELL THE GODDAMN FUZZ!''
She slammed the phone on to the receiver and then tossed it aside screaming at the top of her lungs. She trashed the entire hotel suite kicking holes in the walls and smashing a television with a fire poker, when she was done she stomped her way down the hall to the elevator doors. Aggressively pressing the up button, no amount of marijuana or other depressants could help her now. Her body had rejected them and realized that she was forsaken. "I have to fix this.'' She sobbed on her ride down the elevator praying it would stop and the doors wouldn't open.
Lobby! "Oh are you okay Miss?'' she took a deep breath and swallowed her saliva. "I'll be better.'' At the front desk a Giraffe had just finished attending to a couple of skunks. Agatha spoke up so that the employee could hear her. "I, I just trashed my suite in a fit of rage. I think I should be arrested. Like now.'' The Giraffe stared at her with his jaw agape and picked up the large phone to his ear and informed the police. And just like that, a whole world of luxury flushed down the toilet. Prison was where she rightly belonged.
The red orange Fox climbed out of bed, put his favorite slippers on, and rushed downstairs to greet his Mother. Dad would leave for work early planting a kiss on his only child's forehead before taking a piece of toast and a coffee thermos. "Looks to me like you're getting the hang of this new zero period schedule, maybe I should sign you up for after school activities.'' The child gulped down his orange juice, "Now don't talk crazy, you know you love me too much." The morning sun rose just above the large tree line peaking through and creating a spellbinding image. Finnick tossed the baseball back with ease chuckling as he and Nick played in his backyard. "Boys, don't stay out too long or you'll miss the game!'' they were going well with their game of catch discussing cute girls and the greatest issues of Cub's life.
"You played well with him right Nicky?"
"Yes mommy."
"Did he play well too?"
"Of course, he does just as well as me okay!"
"Alright I just want what's best for you."
The elementary school pupils sat on the carpet shouting at the coaches for giving penalties to their favorite Pawball team. Finnick said that the opposite team was just a gimmick, it was midday and the pickup truck crushed gravel on the driveway and disappeared behind a well-painted garage door. The door unlocked and Gerry Wilde entered into the kitchen hugging his wife and kissing her passionately. Giggles flooded the kitchen and a quarterback made it past the thirty yard line. "Another great day at work Monica, I only denied three insurance claims!'' Gerry joked. His voluptuous wife set the table with him and called the kids over. The devoured their favorite dinner plates and gave a belch of satisfactory, Finnick cleaned his plate off and took his coat of a hangar, he said his goodbyes and rushed to his parent's car.
Monica dusted off the trifold Zootopian flag and smiled at her resting husband. Nick was finishing his favorite Sci-Fi novel then switched his dresser side lamp off. As he drifted off to sleep he could swear he heard the grunting of his parents love. A shudder shot up his spine and he held his ears in hopes of drowning out the kinky moans. When he awoke he was in a hospital bed head pounding like a dubstep concert.
A Boar looked at him and a welcoming smile spread across his face. "Glad to see you're awake Officer. Just finished attending to the press, you're friends are here for you Wilde.'' He tried to speak but instead huffed out long exasperated breaths.
He didn't want to be crowded by his pals and coworkers, he'd just been assaulted by an unseen sniper humiliated and hauled away like an unconscious drunk. "Well looks like a bunch of punks ain't gonna keep us down. We kicked their asses real good.'' Rhinowitz and Judy entered the room so he propped himself up on his elbows and forced a smile. Fortunately the Rhino exited the room to retrieve snacks. Judy pulled the chair up to his bedside he poised himself for a minute before confessing that he wanted to be alone. Losing his composure he asked for her cellphone, after speaking to his mother for two and a half hours he was finally released from Savanna general. Nick asked if Judy was okay with dropping him off at his mother's house.
The two story suburban home, a pictogram of dedication and honor. Monica pulled a tired Nick closer to her chest nearly falling backwards as his now muscular physique weighed her down. Her fingers traced his Badge as she finished doing his laundry for the night. His scent back in her house at last, after months of senior citizens and young mammals looking for employment. Bereavement can only take an aging vixen so far, that and calling to see if Nick has done his chores correctly for the day.
A rerun of a popular show played on the television set. Nick's head on the shoulder of his mother eyes half-shut and a feeling of joy for bringing himself to his mother's house. Finally being able to see his father's picture once more.