as usual I own nothing but the plot

Nick Wilde was having a bad day, the bus he and his crew of fellow theves were on was half hanging over a cliff and to make matters worse they were near the cab which was on solid ground and the gold bars they were hauling were on the opposite end of the bus dangling over the cliff face.

Now how did everyone get into this mess I hear you ask. To answer that question we need to go back in time several weeks.

And that is where our story and all this mayhem begins.