t a g g i n g → Nick Wilde, Brody Wilde, & James Wilde with mentions of The Hopps clan and Judy
t i m e f r a m e → Sometime during parents week
l o c a t i o n → Nick’s dorm room
n o t e s → since I wasn’t able to be on bc of work have a gist of what would have happened for nudy lmfao :~)
It’s not that Nick didn’t like his parents - honestly he loved them. Unlike most students here at Walt he didn’t have that bad relationship with them.The fact of the matter was…Nick didn’t like who he was, his family name to be exact. The Wilde name hasn’t exactly been the squeaky clean of names Zootopia has seen. Nick has tried to fight against the reputation that has been placed upon him. he’s tried to fight against his parents mistakes but the reality of it was is that people only saw Nick and one thing and one thing only: A wilde. A no good fox.
So that’s what he became.
Nick was in his room, which was a mistake in the first place. It was the most obvious choice for his parents to find him. Again he didn’t want to avoid his parents, in fact he wanted to see them to some extent. It’s just that with him dating Judy…he knew shit was going to hit the fan and Nick Wilde was not about to deal with dram. Not today. In his opinion the entire fight was stupid. He never understood why his grandparents did what they did, okay he did, they were con artists it’s what they do. They con people and they conned the hopps family out of their land. Okay Nick didn’t mean to fall in love with Judy hopps. It just kind of happened. He hated the fact there was this riff between them just because of his family. He knew his parents would never approve of his relationship. It bothered him a little but then again Nick was going to be with Judy whether his parents approved or not. He was twenty-two years old. He could make his own choices.
When his parents finally came into his room, he took in a deep inhale, settling the rest of his nerves. “Mom. Dad.” He stated, turning around in his chair to face them. “Nick, my boy. good to see you! Look at you have you grown?” He hasn’t.
“Oh and your room it looks so nice. Have you always had that poster of Nirvanna?” since he was ten.
The small talk lasted for a few more minutes before his parents took a seat on his bed. It’s not that Brody and James didn’t care, it’s just that…they had an odd way of showing that they did. They never pried or hovered when it came to Nick’s life. They simply let their son be and let him live their life. The only thing they expected from him was to follow in the Wilde’s footsteps - which was a path Nick had a hard time following in most cases.
The conversations were fine (dull even) until his mother brought up the topic Nick was trying hard to avoid. “You’ll never believe who I ran into while looking around this place.” The woman started, legs crossed as if she was about to spill the biggest secrets of 2017. “Stu Hopps.”
“That loser?” Brody scoffed, a very audible laugh following. t cause Nick’s skin to crawl a bit. Alright, a lot. So fucking much actually.
“Mhm, apparently they have a daughter here. God, as if the world wasn’t plagued with enough Hopps in this world. You’ll never guess the best part he said she was aspiring to be a hall monitor. How sad is that? She actually thinks she’d be good enough to do a job like that. The Hopps are so gullible. Stupid even.”
Only two minutes in an his blood was already boiling. That was a new record. “Can you not talk about the Hopps that way?” Nick said, his parents looking at him as if he had grown a third head.
“Son, you do remember us Wilde’s do not like the Hopps. They’ve hated us ever since we took their land which in your grandfather’s defense they were dumb enough to sell it in the first place” His father stated. It was never the Wildes at fault. They were the innocent ones whenever the story was spun and Nick hated it because he knew the truth. God did he know.
“Maybe grandma and grandpa shouldn’t have conned them. Just a thought.” Nick replied. He might have been cool as a cucumber on the outside but on the inside he was raging. Nobody talked about his carrots like that, even his own parents.
“Conning is what we do, Nicholas. You’re not turning your back on the family business are you?” James asked, almost offended by what her son had said to her.
“You do realize that our ‘business’ is bullshit. This business is was got me fucking beaten up by a bunch of boy scouts when all I wanted to do was join them because I wanted to be good. I wanted to prove that I was better than the rest of you…that I was a good person. This business is what got me in trouble with the law but as long as i’m keeping it in the family you encourage it. This business…is why my girlfriend’s parents hate me and they don’t even know me. It’s why a lot of people hate me because they know i’m a wilde and they expect me to be some asshole when half of the time that’s not who I am.” For years he had kept these feelings inside of him and now that they ere out in the open it felt like a giant weight had been lifted off him. He felt a little more free.
The silence that followed his little outburst lingered too long for nick’s liking. All three Wilde’s just looked at each other, a mixture of hurt, confusion and anger all jumbled together. The look of bewilderment that once painted his parents features soon fell into a look of disappointment. Not because Nick didn’t want to be a Wilde but because of something else. Perhaps the only thing his parents managed to take away from their son’s little speech. “Are you dating a Hopps?” His father asked, tone cold as he towered over his son. Which caused Nick to stand up from his chair to face his father, looking him straight in the eyes.
“I’m in love with a Hopps, dad. Judy Hopps. And not you or her family is going to do anything about it.”
In that moment, Nick might have gotten his wish to be ridden of his last name.
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