Ok, so if you think I literally just typed this chapter out today well that's not that case. I've been working on this story long before I published the first chapter. I'm really just so excited about this story and I know how it is when you're reading a good fic that's unfinished but the person takes forever to update it, so I decided to take my time and get most of the chapters done before I even published the first chapter. The next chapter is actually the one I've written the least amount for so it will definitely be awhile before that one.

The elevator stopped at the ground floor and they both exited.

"Hello Mr. Peabody, Sherman" their receptionist greeted them with a smile.

"Hello Ashley" Mr. Peabody said.

"Where are you off to today?" she asked them.

"We're going to Thrillz!" said Sherman.

"Oh, that amusement park place, I went there recently with my kids, it's pretty fun"

"I'm so excited" said Sherman.

"Well, have fun" she said.

"We will I'm sure" said Mr. Peabody.

They left the building and felt the cool air of summer hit them. Peabody got on the moped and Sherman hopped into the sidecar. As they drove Peabody couldn't shake this strange feeling that someone was watching them….

They finally reached Thrillz and Peabody parked the mope. Sherman hopped out of the sidecar and Peabody followed him into the building.

It was huge, the ceiling stretched high into the metal beams holding the building up and the sheer amount of sensory overload threatened to overwhelm the dog. There were blinking flashing lights coming from the games and the rides and the sounds were almost too loud. But he had learned to tame his dog hearing and loud sounds such as the ones he was hearing now didn't affect him as much.

"Alright Sherman lets first go get some tokens for the games and then you can play some of them and then we'll check the rides out and save the mini golf for last"

"Sounds like a plan" Sherman replied.

Peabody nodded and headed over to the counter. After paying the man for tokens Sherman was delighted to discover that all the games gave out tickets for prizes depending on how well you played the game. There was a ball rolling game where you had to roll the ball at just the right speed to hit the target. Peabody may have helped Sherman with that one a couple. There were many others, and Sherman tried each one.

"Are you ready to go on the rides, Sherman?" Peabody asked him.

"Almost Mr. Peabody" Sherman had come back to the ball rolling game, he liked that one the most. "One more game and then we can go on them" Peabody watched as Sherman threw the ball at too high a speed, it rolled up too far and landed in the into the 10 point hole.

"I only have one more so I got to make this count" he said.

"Sherman do you mind if I do it?" the beagle asked him.

"Sure"

Peabody took the last ball and showed Sherman how to do it properly. "It's all in the wrist and the speed at which you throw the ball. He deftly flicked his paw and flung the ball at just the right speed so naturally, the ball rolled right into the 100 point bull's-eye.

"Wow, thanks Mr. Peabody" Sherman smiled at him.

They then proceeded to go on the rides, there was a mini roller coaster, which Sherman didn't think was too exciting, his favorite by far was one called the tilt a whirl, it had little carriages like a Ferris wheel, but they were round and had little half domes over them, they would spin on an axis and you would sit in them and the centrifugal force would pin you against the back. Sherman thought they were the best thing but Peabody felt sick and got off after the first ride. He sat on a nearby bench as he waited for Sherman to tire of the ride.

"Mr. Peabody?" He heard the voice and looked up.

A young man of about 25 with dark brown hair was walking up to Mr. Peabody.

"Mr. Ericson, what a pleasant surprise, what are you doing here?"

"Please, call me Daniel. You know how working for you at Peabody Industries can get tiresome, I need to relax my brain once in a while, and I'm here with some buddies of mine. We were just on our way to the mini golf course, would you like to join us? I just need to gather them all, they seemed to have scattered…."

"I think that would be fun"

"Where's that boy Sherman of yours?" he said.

"Oh, he's still on the Tilt-a-whirl" Peabody gestured to the ride behind him.

At that moment Sherman got off the ride and walked over to them unevenly.

"Oh, Sherman, this is Daniel Ericson, he works for me" Peabody said.

"Hi" said Sherman timidly.

"Hi Sherman, Mr. Peabody's told me all about you" said Daniel.

Sherman smiled and Peabody blushed through his fur.

Sherman's smile fell a little as he said "Mr. Peabody, I need to go to the bathroom"

"Alright come right back here and then we'll go to the mini golf course and play a game with Mr. Ericson here"

"Alright" said Sherman.

"Hey Mr. Peabody can I talk to you real quick about that…." Daniel started to say but Sherman didn't hear the rest as he made his way past the ticket counter and over to the bathrooms.

There was no one else around except for a man with red hair sitting on a bench looking at his phone. Sherman walked into the bathroom and closed the door. He didn't quite feel sick rather it felt like the tilt-a-whirl had made him have to go. He went and washed his hands and opened the door. He had barely taken a few steps when he felt a strong arm grab him from behind and another place a damp cloth over his mouth and nose. He tried to yell but couldn't. As he struggled a sweet smell filled his nose and he began to feel lightheaded. The last thing he heard before slipping into unconsciousness was a man saying "Sorry kid, but I need to do this"

"…And so I feel that it would be better to move the signage department down a floor" Daniel was saying.

Peabody suddenly became very aware of the time. "How long has it been?" He interrupted Daniel.

"I'm sorry?"

"How long has it been since Sherman went to the bathroom?"

"I don't know, maybe 10 minutes?"

"I'd better check on him"

"Well how about you meet us at the golf course?"

"Of course" Peabody said, distracted.

Daniel walked off toward the golf course and Peabody headed for the bathrooms.

He had a sinking feeling of foreboding as he reached the doors. Sherman was nowhere in sight. He knocked on the door. "Sherman?" No answer. He opened the door and looked in. The bathroom was empty.

Fear the likes of which the dog had never experienced before shot through his veins like ice. He lowered his nose trying to get a whiff of Sherman's scent. He found it, but not before another person's met his nose as well.

Still refusing to believe the worst, he quickly ran to the ticket counter. "Do you have a PA system?" he asked the man at the counter.

"Yes we do" the man said.

"Can you page a Sherman Peabody?" the dog asked frantically.

The man complied "Sherman Peabody, I repeat, Sherman Peabody, Please meet your party at the ticket counter" He spoke into the loudspeaker.

Peabody thanked him and started pacing. "Maybe he went home by himself…No, why would he do that, Peabody…..He has to have been kidnapped, there no other possible explanation" Peabody thought.

He waited for a few more minutes and then decided to search the entire arcade. He ran through the games, didn't find him there. He found Daniel waiting at the golf course.

"Daniel, Sherman's been kidnapped!"

"How do you know?!"

"He's not in the bathrooms or anywhere in the arcade. I've searched everywhere. I also smelled someone else near the bathrooms"

"Ok, well I would go to the police as soon as possible and have them put out an APB. If he has completely disappeared then I don't think there is anything else that we can do"

Peabody decided in that moment that that was probably the best thing to do and bid farewell to Daniel. He decided to quickly go back to the bathroom to see if he could track where Sherman went. He lowered his nose to the ground. The strange persons scent met his nose again. As he tracked it, his stomach lurched as he noticed that the strange persons scent stayed along the same path as Sherman's. He tracked it out the doors and to the parking lot….to an empty space. That confirmed it…Sherman was most definitely kidnapped. He would never go with a stranger anywhere willingly. He jumped onto the moped and sped off to the nearest police station.

As he neared the police station he parked the moped, jumped off and ran inside. Peabody being the famous dog that he is was well known by most of the police officers and he knew a couple of them personally as well. They recognized him as he ran in and yelled to none in particular: "Sherman's been abducted!"

"Hang on Peabody, tell us what happened" one said as he approached Peabody.

Peabody took a deep breath and explained from the beginning. "…And he wasn't anywhere in the building, I tracked his scent to an empty parking space!" he said as he finished.

The officer took down Sherman's physical description and said they would put out an APB and do what they can.

Peabody thanked him and slowly walked out of the station. A million thoughts swirled in his head as he made his way to the moped, the main one being "WHY? Why would someone kidnap Sherman? ...There's 2 possibilities… Either they are spiteful and were against my adoption of him…or they know how rich I am and simply did it for ransom. In that case they should be contacting me eventually…"Peabody thought as he drove. He reached a red stoplight and his stomach lurched again as he thought of a third possibility. "The whole world knows about the WABAC now….What if they kidnapped him because they want the WABAC? I can't give them that!…who knows what could happen…" He was jolted out of his thoughts as a honk sounded behind him. The light had turned green. He waved in apology and continued on to the penthouse. He entered the lobby. Ashley had gone home for the night. He walked to the elevator and hit the button for the top floor. As it rose he simply hoped that all the kidnappers wanted was money and that he would get Sherman back soon….

He didn't feel very hungry so he didn't eat and most of his time the rest of the night was spent pacing. He eventually made his way to Sherman's bedroom, mostly out of habit to tuck him in. He opened the door and realized what he had done. A small tear slipped onto his muzzle.

He jolted as his phone rang, he looked at the caller ID, "Blocked" it said. His hope rose. "Maybe that's them calling about Sherman" he thought. His heart hammered in his chest as he put it under his ear and answered "Hello Mr. Peabody speaking"

"Hello Mr. Peabody….my name is Martin Thomas, and being the smart dog you are I have a feeling you know who I am and what I am calling about"

Peabody growled "Did you abduct Sherman?"

"You have a lot of money, Mr. Peabody, which begs the question…how much are you willing to pay to get the boy back?"