A/N: It's been a while since I last updated this story, huh? Well, and update is just what I need in order to get back into the swing of things. If you think I ever gave up on this story, you are mistaken. I actually really liked this idea and need to catch up on We Bare Bears at some point. Well, enough chit-chat! Let's dive right in!
Carefully placing his unconscious father on the couch, Sherman questioned his furry visitors. "Who are you exactly?" he said, scratching his head. "Well, glad you asked!" the brown bear replied excitedly. "The name's Grizz, friend!"
"My name's Panda." the black and white bear said nervously.
"Ice Bear likes your hair." the white bear said, pointing to Sherman's flaming red hair.
"Oh! Thanks! My name's Sherman, and that's my dad, Mr. Peabody." Sherman replied, gesturing over to the white beagle. He noticed that Mr. Peabody started to stir, seeming like he could wake at any moment. "This is not gonna go down well. I don't think he even wanted me to talk to them! Though...they seem pretty nice. I'm sure he'll be cool with it after I explain how nice they were to me while he was sleeping" he thought.
"I think my dad is about to wake up." Sherman said, nervously scratching the back of his neck. Looking disappointed, Panda asked "Oh, does that mean we have to go? Because we have to we can, no problem!" "No, it's okay! He's really nice, I'm positively sure he'll let you guys stay a while!" Sherman said, trying to ease his new friends. "Ice Bear wouldn't want to impose." Ice Bear said in a monotone voice.
"What is going on?!"
Everyone turned to see the small beagle standing on the couch in a panic. "Mr. Peabody! Calm down." Sherman exclaimed, rushing over to his dad. Rubbing his temples, Mr. Peabody pulled Sherman away from the three bears to near the television screen. "Sherman, did they hurt you?" he asked Sherman, taking his son's head and turning it around. "I'm fine. Those bears didn't hurt me." Sherman reassured, pulling his head away. Sherman noticed that the beagle was looking at the bears as if they were suspects at a crime scene.
"Mr. Peabody, those bears are my friends. Can you be nice to them?" Sherman asked sweetly.
"How in the name of Sir Isaac Newton are you their friends?! You don't even know them!" Mr. Peabody yelled in a whisper, trying not to let the bears hear him.
"They're Grizz, Panda and Ice Bear." said Sherman.
"How long was I out?" asked Mr. Peabody.
"20 minutes. Please, they're really nice!"
"Sherman-"
"Take my word for it."
"..." Peabody knew he should trust his son, but this was a rather weird situation they were in. He's never seen a talking bear before, let alone THREE! Sherman was right about one thing: he needed to stay calm.
"Very well, Sherman." Mr. Peabody walked passed Sherman towards the bears. The three bears let out a sigh of relief.
Taking a step forward, Grizz said "Oh, thanks little dude! We-"
"But if you're going to stay, I'm going to need to ask you all a few question..."
Sherman gulped as Mr. Peabody got ready to start his interrogation.
A/N: Here's the next chapter!! I hope you enjoyed it!
