8 yrs...

Part 2

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-Mari ❤

 Surprised at what the little doe asked he couldn't help but chuckle.

 "Do you really want to know?" He asked placing his head on his left paw.

 " Well it wouldn't be fair that I have you some info about me and you don't? Hmm? " she replied with her small arms crossed infront of her chest.

 "Fine," he responded with a little sigh at the end, "I use to have the best parents of the world until... My father was killed."

 " Oh, I'm sorry. " she mumbled with her ears dropping behind her.

"No, it's okay. It was all my grandfather fault... Once upon a time a rich descendent of the Ai family, my mother, fell in love with a middle class fox, my father. One day they decided to get married, but my grandpa didn't give his blessing because the young fox was a tailor, worth nothing in the mammal society, and the love stuck couple decided to move out to Zootopia. Once they settled down, they had one cub. They named him Nicholas Piberious Wilde Ai. When he was two years old they went and visit him. At that time he sent his men to kill my father, but during the diner he saw that his son in law was a good fox, he forgot all about the mission and began to soften his heart. Later on the following week, he was assassinated by wolf. Then my mother soon realized that the one who killed him, was hired by her father."

When he stopped to take a quick breath, he noticed that the bunny was shocked, curious, and interested. Yet scared of the story.

As he was going to continue his story, the moose came and brought their food. He placed the soup infront of the little gray doe, and the noodles infront of the young fox.

With her mouth watering, she looked at him waiting for his permission for her to eat. As he noticed her staring at him he asked, "do you... Want some?"

" Oh, no! I'm okay it's just that my parents used to give us permission for us to eat. " 

With soft eyes he motioned his paw to her soup, "Well, sat please. I don't want my friend here to faint." 

 "Oh, thank you Mr.Wilde." 

 In thirty minutes or so they both finished their food.

 "Mr. Wilde, may... May you continue your story?"

 With the admiration she had in her amethyst colored eyes, he had no other option than to continue.

 "Where were we? Oh, yes... When my mother realized what my grandfather had done, he begged her for forgiveness for what he had done. My mother didn't forgave him at that moment, which sucked for him. But later that day she was crying while driving and with the blurry vision she didn't see the red light and she crashed into another car. Once the ambulance arrived she told the medics to tell her father that he was forgiven, and that she loved her cub. So, that day God decided to take her to a better place, yet he left a cub without parents. And within a week I moved in what my father called an arctic shrew his 'mother' because she raised his as her own."

 "I- I feel so sorry Mr.Wilde..." Whispered the doe, crying with her head down.

" Oh, please don't cry. And let's lose the formality, I'm not that old. I'm only 17. Please call me Nick. " he said, reaching her small face trying to dry her tears.

 As she felt the paws of the fox, a strange sensation came to her. She felt warm, amazed, and happy.

"Uh, okay Nick. I'll promise not to call you by your last name," she replied with an effort to smile. "Heh, you are just 8 years older than me."

* to be continued...

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