Frozen Bowties

Chapter 1:

Mother's day. A day that was celebrated by all kids and their mothers. He never had a mother. He never felt her gentle hands smooth his hair. He never knew her eye color. He knew nothing about her. So many questions had been in his mind all these years. Was she a red head like him? Were her eyes brown? Was she Spanish? British? Italian? What were her hobbies? Did she liked history? Did he turn out to be like her? Or the opposite? And most important enough: did she ever loved him? Why did she ever left him in that box in that alley? Sherman always wondered this. So did Mr. Peabody.

Sherman always wanted a mother, and Mr. Peabody knew it. But that was something he couldn't give him. His son had asked a long time ago why the other kids had mothers and he didn't. That was when he was around three. He had explained that he adopted him. He found him in a box, but never knew anything of his mother. There was a time that Sherman was so obsessed with having a mother, that he drew pictures of her every single day. He gave it out eventually, but that didn't mean he had stopped wanting a mother.

There could have been lots of reasons why his mother left him in a box. Sadly, the first idea he had was that the woman who gave him birth was heartless and didn't have the guts to leave the kid in an orphanage. The second option could have been that she was a teenager and she was so desperate, she didn't know what to do and just left him there. That's happening very often nowadays. Third, the mother could have been dead and the baby was left to his father to be taken care of. And he was the one who left him there. There could have been lots of reasons. Uncountable.

Mr. Peabody had been lately thinking of using the WABAC to discover Sherman's origins. But it could either be disastrous and traumatic to the boy, as much as it could be happy for him. If the last one was true, he was afraid his puppy would try to find his mother and live with her rather than staying with a simple white beagle for a dad.

He shouldn't think like that. Sherman loved him as much as he loved his puppy. And that was saying a lot.

And since today was mother's day, his son was rather depressed. He didn't had classes today. It was Sunday. He hated seeing his boy like that. So far, he had tried everything to cheer him up, but nothing worked. There was only one thing left to do. Talk to him. Automatically, he moved forward and sat beside Sherman. There was one of Sherman's favorite cartoon on, but he wasn't paying any attention to it.

"So Sherman. What's wrong?" He already knew the answer to that but he wanted to hear it from Sherman.

He stayed there, not moving at all. His eyes momentarily looked at Mr. Peabody and turned away quickly.

"Son?" It was rare that Peabody called Sherman 'son'. The word seemed foreign. Finally, Sherman spoke. But it wasn't the answer Peabody wanted.

"Nothing." Suddenly, the cartoon seemed more interested that the conversation.

Peabody took a deep breath and then spoke again. "Sherman. I know you're feeling depressed. And it is scientifically proven that if you talk to someone else about what you're feeling, you will feel better."

That seemed to do the trick.

"It's about the same as every single year."

Now it was Peabody' turn to look away. Of course he knew. Today was Mother's Day and Sherman did not had a mother to share this day with.

"Mr. Peabody, can we-"

"No Sherman." Here we go again.

"Why? You never told me why." Now Sherman was getting frustrated.

"Because, Sherman, I don't want you to get hurt." It was Peabody who was getting frustrated, even though he didn't want to.

"Why would I get hurt?!" Now, Sherman, you don't raise your voice against your dad.

"Because you don't know if she didn't want you! If it was that way, would you be heart broken?" Sherman looked at Peabody with wide eyes and an understanding look. "Sherman- if we do this, would you be able to take it all in, in case that was the situation?" Peabody asked sadly.

Sherman now understood why his dad never took him to the past to meet his mother. He looked away in deep thought. Would HE be able to take it all in? He had always wanted to meet his mother, but now he had doubt. But if he choose to travel back in time and see who she was and why she left him there, it would answer all those questions.

"Yes." Sherman looked at his father. "I want to know who she was." He felt more determinate than ever.

Peabody looked at him sadly. He did not wanted his puppy to suffer like this. But he didn't want him to suffer by never knowing his mother. It was one way or another.

"Ok Sherman, we'll go." He got up and started walking towards the WABAC room. "We better go now before I change my mind." He kept walking.

Sherman, now looking exited, turned off the TV and started walking behind Mr. Peabody. He was finally going to see her. He was finally going to know the answers. Suddenly he got nervous. Will he be able to take it all in? Was he ready to know? He was scared, but he wanted so much to meet her… Is not like his life could be turned upside down.

Would it?