𝙄𝙉𝙏𝙀𝙍𝘼𝘾𝙏𝙄𝙊𝙉 𝘽𝙀𝙏𝙒𝙀𝙀𝙉 𝙁𝙐𝙉𝘿𝙔 𝘼𝙉𝘿 𝙒𝙄𝙇𝘽𝙐𝙍 𝘼𝙁𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝙒𝙄𝙇𝘽𝙐𝙍 𝘾𝘼𝙈𝙀 𝙏𝙊 𝙇𝘼𝙎 𝙉𝙀𝙑𝘼𝘿𝘼𝙎
"Wilbur."
"Fundy."
The air thickened with the tension of the father and son, time seemingly stopping to watch the interaction. Both men stood facing each other, their gazes matched but each had different meaning behind them. Fundy's tail was stiff behind him, he couldn't call the man in front of him Dad anymore; after all he saw him do.
"Why did you come back." Fundy's question wasn't really spoken as a question, but as a demand for information; a reason why. Frustration bubbled under his fur, things were just getting better for them.
"Well I didn't really have a choice Fundy." Wilbur crossed his arms over his old jacket, tightening them slightly as if putting up an invisible guard; he could feel the foxes urge to attack him. Fundy scoffed in disbelief, somehow he was certain Wilbur played a part in his revival.
"Sure but why come here, we were finally happy again." Fundy growled, finally finding the confidence he lacked in L'manberg.
"I don't know what you mean by 'we' Fundy."
"You know exactly what I mean by 'we'. Since you've been revived, all of Mum's progress has disappeared." Fundy shoved his finger into Wilbur's yellow sweater, an image of Y/n in his mind fuelling his rage. Wilbur took note of Fundy's use of the word 'Mum', and the so called progress his son was talking about made him curious to what they were saying to her.
"Progress? What sort of rubbish were you feeding her?" Wilbur was starting to get worried about what they said to Y/n about him, but the way she jumped into his arms when she saw him told Wilbur it didn't work much; but just the fact that it happened, angered him.
"You mean the rubbish that killed her when L'mamberg blew up, thanks to you! And even after that, she cried over you're body because you couldn't face you're consequences. You know how much emotional baggage you gave her?!"
Fundy fired back at Wilbur, his hands clenched and his knuckles snow white from the sheer force of his grip. Fundy worked so hard trying to help Y/n through her problems, cracks of the pre election her started to show; all for it to be wiped away.
Wilbur had a response initially but retracted it when Fundy spoke his last sentence, now with the knowledge of what happened after he died. Although Wilbur knew she didn't fully die after the explosion, now he was hearing she came back to him after what he did to her.
"Did she really come back to me after?" The corners of Wilburs mouth turned upwards, he knew he'd praise her when he saw her after.
"That's all you care about?! YOU TRAUMATISED HER, ALONG WITH THAT MOTHERFUCKER IN PRISON!" Fundy spat,
"Mum just wanted to be happy again! To have a normal life but you ruined that for her! L'manberg was fine before you blew it up, we just got it back and we were happy! Why did you screw it up for everyone!"
Fundy burst of fury, screaming at Wilbur for not only ruining their lives before, but now ruining Fundy's and Y/n's now. Tears of frustration pricked at the corners of his eyes, everything would change now.
"The look in her eyes is the same as your's, it's full of insanity! She doesn't need you!-"
"I suggest you stop talking Fundy." Wilbur glowered at Fundy, his own craziness burning in his son's eyes; Fundy had just said something that set off alarms in Wilbur's head. He mentioned how Y/n didn't need him.
"L'manberg needed to go, it was a disaster that should have been eliminated long before Schlatt got power. Trust me Fundy, I wanted to leave with Y/n before the exile and I was going to but things went south. Y/n and I need each other, you don't get to dictate that."
Wilbur was biting back his tongue, he wanted to lash out for the disrespect Fundy had thrown at him but for Y/n's sake; he didn't.
"You've corrupted her."
"No, the world has," Wilbur stepped away from the fox, turning his back to him while keeping his head up high. A smile that didn't match the intensity in his eyes formed on his lips,
"And I'm going to save her from it."
A/n: I am back and I miss this book very much, so maybe some bonus chapters are on the way. I can't decide if I want to make a second book or not but I'm leaning towards yes. Hope you liked the small angst with father and son :)
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