"And remember Mr. Peabody, I have robotics club after school today," said Sherman excitedly.
"Sherman, wait!" called Mr. Peabody.
"Yes, Mr. Peabody?"
"I… I love you, Sherman," said Mr. Peabody, finally mustering the strength to say it.
Smiling, Sherman replied, "I have a deep regard for you as well Mr. Peabody," and ran to hug his adoptive father.
Mr. Peabody and Sherman were now closer than ever and the hug made the dog's tail wag; that wasn't something you saw everyday. After the whole incident where the past came to the present they were even happier together. There was also something else that had arisen from that event: a friendship between two people that you wouldn't have expected, a friendship between old enemies.
"Hey, Mr. Peabody! Hey, Sherman!" Penny greeted as she started to head up the steps to the front door of the school.
Sherman called after her, "Wait up!"
The thought of Mr. Peabody almost completely gone from his mind, Sherman ran after the girl whom he still had a crush on. Letting him go and allowing him to enjoy his time with his new friend, Mr. Peabody simply sighed and said to himself, "No doubt about it, every dog should have a boy."
Sherman felt different today. Walking alongside Penny, he had butterflies in his stomach. He felt an even deeper admiration for her. Maybe it was because they were now friends. Whatever the reason was, he couldn't help but look at her and become lost in her blue eyes. Not even listening to what she was saying, Sherman was just so happy to be able to walk with her.
"Sherman, are you even listening to me?" she asked slightly annoyed, "You're just nodding your head so I don't think you're actually listening to me."
"Oh, sorry. I was just thinking about something," replied Sherman with a hint of guilt in his voice.
"What something?" she asked curiously.
"Oh, nothing," Sherman said, thinking about what he could say if she insisted.
"Something isn't nothing smart guy," she said wittily, "What were you thinking about?"
"Ummm," Sherman stammered, now desperate to think of something.
Should I tell her? No, she can't know. Not yet.