The WABAC

Persephone fell asleep after thinking a few hours, and before she knew it, her alarm was going off. She hit snooze, and fell back asleep.

A few minutes later, there was a knock on her door.

"Ms. Regal, are you ready to go?" asked Mr. Peabody. She didn't answer "Are you awake?"

Persephone sat up, her hair messy, she yawned. "I've been up for hours!" she said, yawning. She fell asleep.

Mr. Peabody heard her snoring, since he has really good hearing, being that he's a dog. "Ms. Regal?"

She shook awake. "Huh?"

"We're going in the WABAC in 20 minutes, please be ready."

"WABAC?" Persephone thought about that, trying to figure out where she'd heard that. "OH!" She shot out of bed, and grabbed some clothing, and put it on, and ran out of her room before Mr. Peabody had walked away. "I'm ready!" she smiled brightly.

"Yes, I see." Mr. Peabody replied. He smirked at the girl. "And right in time." He looked down at her knees, seeing the kitty cat tights she was wearing. But, she was missing something kind of important. "Adorable tights, but a small suggestion."

"What?"

"Shoes." He pointed at her feet. She forgot to put on shoes.

"Oh crap…Sorry…" She ran back to her room, and came back, wearing shoes this time.

"Yes. Nice. Let's go." Mr. Peabody led Persephone down the hall-way.

"Is…Maxwell coming with us?"

"Of course, why do you ask?"

"Just wondering" Persephone shrugged

"Maxwell seems to make you uncomfortable."

"How did you-"

"I read people. He seems the competitive type. You, on the other hand, seem to get uncomfortable easily."

"Well…Yeah."

"Yes, I could tell, especially when Sherman said you were "in love with me". Hm. Funny isn't it? It's not the first time Sherman's said that to a woman who showed me attention for more than ten minutes." said Mr. Peabody "But he is young, and he's shaping up to be quite the romantic. Or, he just wants a mother. From what I know of humans, Sherman's still at the age where he'd be clinging to his mother, and since he doesn't have anyone to be his maternal figure, he seems to attach the title to any adult he trusts. It's normal but weird."

"Well, I really wouldn't be surprised if you had many female admirers…or male ones"

"Oh, yes, you should see how many letters I get on Valentine 's Day. From actresses, princesses, even supreme court justices…"

Persephone stopped.

"Are you alright, Persephone?" Mr. Peabody also stopped, and turned to look at her.

"Oh, nothing, nothing." She looked down. She continued walking. "So, you wouldn't happen to have a special someone, would you?"

"Oh, no. I tend to focus more on taking care of Sherman, and also, any business I may have to take care of."

"Ah." Persephone just sounded in reply.

It felt like forever, before they were finally in the living room.

Maxwell was sitting in the living room. Sherman was trying to talk to him, but he just sat there. He stared at Persephone, narrowing his eyes at her.

"Persephone!" Sherman ran over to her. "Good morning!"

"Good morning Sherman." Persephone smiled. She was uncomfortable with the fact that Maxwell was staring at her. She looked up at him, and he quickly looked away.

"Anyways, today, we are going to see Abraham Lincoln." Mr. Peabody led Maxwell and Persephone to the WABAC. Sherman was walking right next to Peabody, since he already knew where he was going.

It was a giant red egg.

"Wow…" Persephone mouthed "It's amazing…"

"Yes, that's what they usually say." Peabody replied (goodness, he is cocky.)

They all got inside the WABAC. The machine was as sci-fi looking on the inside, as it was on the outside.

"The year is 1865." said Peabody, setting the travel date to 1865.

"Wait, but if we're going to see Abraham Lincoln in the year 1865…Isn't that when he…uh…" Persephone gulped

Peabody looked at her, and leaned close to her face. "Don't tell Sherman. We'll leave before…you know. He doesn't need to know until he's older."

They got to the year 1865. They were dressed in the correct clothing for that time, which was no problem for the men, but it was a bit of a problem for Persephone, being that she had to wear a corset. This was uncomfortably tight, compared to what she was used to wearing.

The group entered the White House, where Abraham Lincoln was looking in the mirror, messing with his shirt, getting ready to go to a play. He saw Mr. Peabody.

"Ah, Mr. Peabody, thought I'd see you and your boy again. And you brought guests." said Abraham Lincoln

"Yes. This is Persephone" Mr. Peabody pointed at her, she was messing her clothes, because of how tight they were. "And that's Maxwell." He pointed at the blank-faced man.

President Lincoln looked at a clock.

"Well, I have to go out with the Mrs., goodbye friends." said the President, heading out, with his wife, Mary Todd.

When he was gone, Mr. Peabody spoke. "And we all know what happens to Lincoln. Since Persephone appears to be close to passing out, we should probably leave now."

"Thank…" Persephone puffed. That corset was so tight; she could barely get enough air to speak.

They headed back to the WABAC, and went back to present day. When they got back, Persephone was so happy to not have to wear that corset.

She breathed loudly, and Maxwell glared at her. She felt uncomfortable, and looked away. She looked at Peabody. Mr. Peabody happened to looked over to her, and he smiled. Persephone blushed, and looked down.

"Well, Persephone, I guess you could say, going back in time left you…breathless?" said Mr. Peabody, making the face he usually makes when he says puns.

Despite how lame that pun was, Persephone giggled. She was the only one who laughed.

"I don't get it." Sherman said, like usual.

Mr. Peabody looked at her differently.

~End Chapter 2~