Wilbur Robinson woke up late that evening, as he raised his head he felt a sudden surge of pain coming from his stomach.
"Ow!" he cried and lifted his shirt to see what was wrong, but before he could examine where the pain was coming from, the door sprang open.
"Wilbur! Are you okay?" Franny Robinson questioned.
"I'm fine Mom, I think its just a stomach ache" Wilbur replied and smiled reassuringly to his mother.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Franny asked again.
"Yeah Mom, I'm fine!" Wilbur exclaimed and smiled at his mom.
"Okay, well you're father is coming home today. You better get ready" Franny said with a full grin on her face.
"Yeah okay, I'll be ready soon" Wilbur said, his voice dropped. His mother left him to his room and Wilbur began to get out of bed.
"Ow ow ow" Wilbur yelped as he moved over from his bed to his dresser.
Dad's coming home. Wilbur thought to himself. It's not like he wants to see me anyway.
Wilbur's father is the world famous inventor Cornelius Robinson who has undoubtedly created a utopian society in just a few short years. He is known as the father of the future and everyone looks up to him. He is the most respected man in this entire world, so why isn't Wilbur excited that he is coming home. Wilbur's dad had been gone on a two weeklong conference and just before he left, Wilbur and him got into a pretty bad fight. Wilbur had used the time machine again and when his father found out he was furious. Wilbur wanted to avoid any fight he may have with his father so he thought it might be best if he didn't see him.
Wilbur contemplated getting ready for about forty-five minutes until he heard a knock and a familiar voice at the door.
"Hey little buddy, your mother sent me, are you ready yet" Carl asked hopefully.
"I'm getting there Carl" Wilbur responded. He did not mean to sound rude, but he needed to stall for just a little longer.
"You need to hurry up, your mom wants everyone to be together when your dad gets back" Carl explained with a trace of concern in his voice.
"Why its not like its going to matter, he does not want to see me anyway" Wilbur sighed and put on his jeans and his favorite tee.
"Come on little buddy, you can't honestly think that's true" Carl pleaded with Wilbur and tried to change his mind.
"I don't think, I know" Wilbur stated and he left his room to find Carl in shock in the hallway. "Now lets go and get this over with". Carl put a reassuring hand on Wilbur's shoulder and they walked towards the rest of the family.
