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The three wolves, two foxes, and one raccoon sat around the living room, all of them slowly sipping on coffee. Evie was eyeing Jo, who was holding onto Hubert's hand tightly, while Kody and RJ and George looked between the others. Hubert was the only one in the entire room that was smiling his goofy grin as he looked at his parents.

"It's s'nice t'sees ya mama'n'daddy," He said as his smile seemed to widen more, "Iddn't Jo-sef-een as purdy as I tolds ya?"

The vixen blushed as George nodded, but Evie scowled. "S'tell me, Jo-sef-een," the wolf bitch said as she took a sip of coffee, "Iz ya a family fox?"

Jo nodded slowly as she took a sip, "Yes'm. I loves family. Always wanted wonna m'own."

"Y'ever been married b'fore," the wolf continued, still giving Jo the stink eye as she looked over at Kody. The vixen seemed to wiggle a bit uncomfortably as she answered, "No."

Evie huffed, "So yer kits a bastard?"

George snarled at his wife, "Evie!"

Jo nodded softly as she teared up a little, "He... He refused t'marry me."

Hubert gripped his wife's hand tightly, "But that don't matter none, mama. Jo loves famly."

"But she ain't a wolf," Evie growled at her son, but he wouldn't budge, "I knows mama, but I loves Jo-sef-een. She never wants t'hurt me, like Penelope."

The vixen started to lean into her husband, her tail wrapping around his waist. The mother wolf kept growling as she looked over at her grandtod, "And yer okay with Kody marryin' a coon?"

Hubert blinked, "RJ's a nice coon, mama. She's 'lmost's sweet as Jo-sef-een."

RJ smiled as Kody gently groped her hand, but the mother wolf wasn't satisfied. "And what do you do, Josephine? How're ya gonna support my boy?"

The question made her a little uncomfortable but she answered anyway, "I used to pose fer pictures, but I don'ts do that much n'more. But I knows most errybody here. There's lotsa farmers who want t'hire Hubert already."

Evie let out another snort before glaring at her. "That tain't a plan t'live," the bitch snarled, but George put a hand on his wife's shoulder, quieting her for a second. "Hubert, ma's just worried boutcha. She wants t'know if y'll be 'llright, y'know, be able t'pay d'mortgage'n'bills," he started to say when his son cut him off, "Daddy, there ain'ts no mortgage on th'ouse. Jo-sef-een owns it."

The two wolves blinked. "She... owns it," they seemed to say almost in time with each other. Hubert and Jo nodded softly. "Yes, I've owned it fer twenty years," Jo said softly, "I take a job erry now and again whenever I needs to pad m'savings."

George and Evie looked at one another, both of them in a bit of shock. Slowly, Evie turned her head to look at the elder fox, "And ya can'take care of my boy?"

Jo nodded, "I can."

Hubert giggled and let out an a-hyuck before stating, "Oh, she sure can, mama."

The old bitch raised an eyebrow as the vixen blushed deeply while George let out a chuckle. "I don't has any prollems with it," the elder male said as he smiled, "Ya twos gonna get hitched?"

Hubert and Jo looked at each other, giving one another loving looks, "We already is."

George and Evie's eyes almost popped out of their head. "What?"