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Today was not a good day for Nick Wilde. He started off late for work, and then as punishment for such negligence, Chief Bogo assigned Nick parking duty for the next two weeks. On top of that, Judy and a few fellow officers poked fun at him for becoming a 'meter maid'. Later, he faced many Zootopia citizens spitting at his face and calling him a thief for wearing a 'stolen uniform'. But at that point, Nick used to such mocking bigotry. Besides, he at least had something to look forward to at the end of his shift. However, it turned out that even that wasn't enough to raise the tod's spirits.

Nick walked into his apartment with a downtrodden sigh, his ears folded back against his skull and his gaze cast to the carpeted floor before him. He remained still for a while before snapping out of whatever trance encaptured him and closing the door behind him. "Nick? Honey, is that you?"

Nick's ears flicked once, and he looked up in the direction of where the voice originated. "Yeah, mom. It's me. Just got off from work."

"Okay! I'll be out in a second!"

Nick sighed and shook his head, undoing his tie, belt, and shirt before tossing them into a messy pile in some forgotten corner. Then he walked over to the couch and crashed facedown onto it. Aside from the crappy day he had, Nick was so, so so tired. The alluring call of sleep nearly brought him into the dream world until the opening of a door jerked him awake. He groaned in protest and turned his head to face the culprit, only for his eyes to widen at the sight before him:

Allison Wilde, the mother of Nicholas Piberius Wilde, stood in the living room with nothing but her damp fur and a bathrobe on, the latter of which hung loosely from her shoulders, giving Nick an unobscured view of her deep cleavage. Paws on her hips, Allison shot the tod a disapproving frown before stepping towards him and gesturing that he move over. "Scoot. Let me sit and snuggle with you."

Nick did as she told him without protest, sitting up and making room for the vixen to sit beside him. "Thank you, sweetie," she said with a smile, planting herself on the cushion and immediately leaning against her son with a hum. "How was work today?" she asked, placing a paw on Nick's chest and stroking it through the white undershirt pulled taut around his torso.

Nick wrapped an arm around Allison's shoulders and pulled her closer to him, to which she expressed her pleasure with a soft coo. "It was alright. Got thrown under the bus by my coworkers, and now I'm stuck doing parking duty for the foreseeable future."

Allison snorted and rolled her eyes. "Come on, Nick. Chief Bogo wouldn't do that to you, now would he?"

"No," Nick said with a sigh. "He wouldn't. But it's one of his many goals in life to make sure it happened."

Allison chuckled and looked up at her son. "How long are you _really _on parking duty, Nicky?"

"Two weeks," he replied without missing a beat. "Two whole damned weeks of writing tickets and getting harassed by unhappy civilians who don't know the common rules of the road." Nick sighed again and met Allison's gaze as he looked down at her. "Am I doing something wrong, Mom? Am I not cut out to be a cop because I'm a fox?"

Allison frowned at him and smacked his chest none too softly. "Of course, you're good enough, Nicholas! That rabbit girl wouldn't have given you that slip of paper if she didn't think you were. Speaking of her, how are things coming along?" She donned a grin and wiggled her eyebrows suggestively. "Have you two been 'experimenting'?"

Nick gaped at her in disbelief. "Mom! Are you serious? No! Why...why would we even do anything like that? Besides, we're..." he trailed off and bit his lip.

Allison picked up on Nick's hesitance and sat up, giving him a concerned look. "Nick? What happened? Don't tell me you-"

"We broke up, Mom," he cut her off, turning his head to the side and avoiding her gaze. "I'm not dating her anymore."

"What!?" Allison nearly shrieked, but she realized her outburst and cleared her throat before repeating her question more calmly. "What? How did this happen? I thought you two were stuck together like glue?"

"I really don't know, Mom. One day we were discussing how we would take the next step forward in our relationship." Nick sighed, bowing his head and setting his eyes on the floor. "Later, after work, Carrots, er, Judy, came up to me and said things wouldn't work out for us." He shook his head as his eyes started brimming with unshed tears, the vivid, near-heartbreaking memory still fresh in his mind. "I don't understand why she did that to me, to us, after everything we've been through. I tried to press into why she decided to dump me, but Judy - being the stubborn bunny cop she is - refused to budge." Nick took a shaky breath before letting it out in a sob, prompting Allison to tightly wrap her arms around him. Nick leaned into her, resting his head on hers and letting his emotions flow freely as his sobbing filled the relatively silent living room.

"I don't understand what I did wrong, Mom," he said between breaths, tears pouring down his cheeks, matting his and Allison's fur. "I thought Judy was the one for me. She helped me out of the dump I was stuck in for nearly twenty years, helped me reunite with you, and helped me catch up on all the lost time between us." He sniffed, wrapped his arms around her small, buxom frame, and whined. "I don't know why this happened. Maybe I'm just a bad boyfriend and no good with relationships."

Allison decided to step in and keep her son from berating himself further. "Hey," she said, reaching up with her free paw and placing it on Nick's chin, guiding it so that he looked her in the eyes. "It's okay, honey. Things like this happen all the time. I thought Judy would be the one for you too. Unfortunately, it seems that she wasn't and that someone else is. You'll have to find her all in due time, okay?"

Nick nodded solemnly, sniffed again, and flicked his eyes downward before moving them off to the side. "Yeah, I guess you're right," he said half-heartedly.

"Oh, don't be such a sourpuss, Nick." Allison buried her head into the crook of her son's neck, reveling in the soft warmth and slight musk it provided. It made her feel safe in his presence, and Allison couldn't ask for anything more. Well, sort of. But the matronly vixen pushed such thoughts aside before they surfaced and influenced her actions, especially when she was practically on top of the object of her desires. "You'll find the right girl, eventually." Allison added with a shrug, "Who knows? She might be dropped into your lap within the next couple of days."

Nick chuckled softly. "Maybe so, Mom. But for now, I'm content with having you here for me, just like when I was a kit."

His words sent a delighted shiver down Allison's spine, and she smiled warmly at the pleasant memories flashing in her mind. "Thank you, Nicky. That means a lot to me. You can always count on me to provide for you, no matter your needs."

Oblivious to the light hint in her words, Nick smiled and wrapped Allison in a full hug, pulling her onto his lap and as close to him as possible. "Thanks, Mom. I appreciate it."

Allison hummed as she nuzzled his neck lovingly. "You're welcome, baby." She paused, then asked, "You want to talk about it? It would probably help to do so."

Nick shook his head, the movement restricted due to their current position. "Not really. At least, not right now."

Allison nodded understandingly, not wanting to push and risk further damaging Nick's feelings. "Okay."

"I love you," Nick said, his voice barely above a whisper.

For three simple words that should have had little impact on her, Allison couldn't help but shiver slightly as they touched the hidden desires within her, rousing them from their slumber. Fortunately, she settled the rising tides - if only temporarily - and replied with all her heart:

"I love you too, Nicholas."