The Conference (p1)
When Mr. Peabody and Sherman opened their eyes, their mouths dropped down to the floor (not literally, of course). It was amazing, it was a…a… "Abby, what is it exactly?" Sherman asked, still stunned at his sister's painting skills. "I'm glad you asked, Sherman, for I would love to explain it to both of you." Abby said. "The day I painted this was when Ms. Spencer told us about the earth." Abby explained. She pointed to a large green and blue circle on her paper with her free hand. "This is the earth I painted. It took me approximately 5 minutes to paint it." Then she pointed at the little people surrounding the earth. "And these are the people in my; Caren, Stuart, Timothy, Lance, Drew, Edeth, Ellie, Bailey, Amber and, that other girl, Lillian." Abby listed. Mr. Peabody looked at his daughter's work in awe.
"Abby, how…how long did it take you to add so much detail to every person on here?" he questioned. "Well, I started this on a Monday so…" Abby counted on one hand. "About 5 days, actually." Abby finished. Mr. Peabody's left eye twitched a few times. "hey, that's you, me, and Mr. Peabody on the top, side by side!" Sherman pointed out. Mr. Peabody looked at where Sherman was pointing on the paper. Indeed, he saw none other than Sherman, himself and, of course, Abbigail. "Abby, you amaze us to no end." Mr. Peabody and Sherman said in unison. "Aww…thanks, guys." Abby said blushing a little. "But I know you're just saying that." Abby added.
"Are you kidding? You could be the next big artist. You might even become famous!" Sherman exclaimed. "Sherman, I already am famous!" Sherman exclaimed. "Sherman, I already am famous." She countered. There was silence in the room. "Line leader doesn't really count as something that can make you famous, Abby." Mr. Peabody explained. "Yes, it does, the word 'leader' is in it!" Abby countered again.
Mr. Peabody was about to come back with a counterargument, but was interrupted by the door opening. A medium sized, peach skinned woman, wearing a green t-shirt under a black jacket and jeans with green boots walked through the door. Following her was a small 5-year-old girl wearing a pink and green shirt with jeans and pink boots.
"Well, hello. You must be Abby's family." Ms. Spencer said, walking towards the trio. "Why yes, and you must be her teacher, Ms. Spencer." Mr. Peabody said, extending his paw out to her. Ms. Spencer simply stared at him. When he realized she wasn't going to shake his paw, he retracted it and cleared his throat. "Well, uh, let's get down to business. You see, I have received a complaint from my daughter about five days ago about an incident that happened at school." He started. "Oh, you mean the day when she was crying?' Ms. Spencer assumed. 'Yes, that very day." Mr. Peabody answered.
"I have an idea. How about the girls try to resolve the problem outside while we discuss the matter in here?" Ms. Spencer suggested. "That seems like a proper way to improve things at school." Mr. Peabody said. "Abby, you Lillian, and Sherman wait in the hallway. You and Lillian need to make up." Mr. Peabody said. Abby walked beside her father so that no one else could hear her. "Are you sure this is a good idea, Mr. Peabody?" she whispered to him. "Why of course I do. I wouldn't be telling you to do it if I thought it was a bad idea. Now go on." Mr. Peabody said. "Come on guys, let's go." Abby groomed. Sherman and Lilly followed her outside of the classroom. "Well, let's get started" Mr. Peabody said to Ms. Spencer. "Agreed." Ms. Spencer said.
