When Sherman awoke, he found himself in the back of a van with a box of snack foods and a water bottle nearby. Professor Truman was driving while Erik just smirked at Sherman with a map in his hands. "Hey, he's up! How ya feeling, Fireball? You were out for a week!"
"You need a haircut, Shaggy." Sherman grumbled. This earned him a chuckle from Truman and a smirk from Erik. "What happened after that second blast?"
"Oh, you remember that? Well the report says one blast, and that it turned ya into a dog, oh, and that it's irreversible, but I'm working on a portable version which can be like a DNA reset button. Ya know, in case you hate the fleas?" Sherman looked at him confused, mainly because his glasses were not on his face. "Here, your glasses dropped when you were hit. We already went to court and got permission to send you home, so we're off."
His mind had only processed half of the information that he had been given, none of it being the part about the dog. "Back to Hard Rock Orphanage? I'd rather live in the science lab, thanks." Sherman groaned as he put his glasses on. As he moved his hand away, he stopped. It wasn't his hand that was in front of his face. It was a paw! And where his nose should've been, well there was a nose, but there was also a dog snout as well! A white muzzle with a black nose was on his face! He thought back to what Erik had just said and was stunned. He looked himself over as best as he could and found he was, without a shadow of a doubt, a dog.
"Well if you want to go there, but I thought New York was to your liking?" He chuckled as Sherman's new puppy like face helped his naturally puppy like eyes to stare at him with surprise. "We're going to drop you off at the police station, and then we gotta head back. You've got some papers in your bag there that can get you to Peabody's apartment without us, and the remote I was working on. You can finish it with your dad's help if you want."
"So you're just going to leave me there?" Sherman asked skeptically. He had grown tougher since the orphanage, but he didn't think that these two would be so careless. Unless, that is, they really trusted him as though he was an adult.
"Kid, I let you get turned into a dog. I think I'm supposed to face a trial next month for that and the genius next to me invented the darn ray that did it." Truman laughed as though it was a joke. Erik laughed as well. "We got lucky when we convinced the supreme judge to let you come home. No more risks. You act like a human, because your mind is, but your body is now a dog. The only risk is the senses. Dogs have super sensitive noses and ears. You'll get used to it eventually, but you need a dog to help you with that, so ergo, you get to go home and live with Peabody and deal with all that."
"So yes, we are just leaving you in New York. It's no problem though. You know where to go and we are leaving you with the police, so it'll help." Erik smiled as Sherman's tail started to wag uncontrolledly, he was going to see his dad again.
Shortly after being dropped off at the station, Sherman realized that he was shorter than he had been. The officers were nice to him, once Erik had explained the situation and then left. Sherman sat down and waited for one of the officers to either call Mr. Peabody, or take him there themselves. He didn't have long to wait though as an emergency call reached his now over sensitive ears.
It was a call about a break in and that someone was getting attacked. There were screams from atop the Peabody Building. The secretary was calling it in and Sherman's eyes widened as she described Ms. Grunion going in just minutes before. A set of officers ran to their car with Sherman in hot pursuit. He climbed into the back of the car with his gray backpack and they were off.
When they reached the top of the building and into the penthouse, Sherman was frozen with shock, as were the police. Lying on the floor was the quivering figure of a dog that needed medical attention. He had Taser burns all over himself as well as a few bruises and a cut or two. Without his glasses or his bowtie, he looked like a normal dog with a shock collar. Sherman ran up to him and tried to evaluate how badly he had been hurt. "Mr. Peabody? Can you hear me?" He asked in his most grown up voice, trying to hide his fear. He no longer sounded like a scared little boy, but instead like the doctor that he had been trained as.
"What now, another mutt?" Ms. Grunion snarled as she started walking towards the two dogs. She had a crazed look in her eyes. The police noticed her and moved to arrest her, but she laughed as she continued to push a button, which was zapping the life out of poor Mr. Peabody. Sherman did something unusual and growled, but managed to shake it off and think. He ran towards the lady and took the remote from her fat hand. As she tried to grab it back from him, he took advantage of his new size and ran under her and around back to Mr. Peabody.
He pushed a smaller button which released his father from the shock collar and then placed the collar on the startled woman as the officers cuffed her. He handed the remote to one of the officers. "Make sure she doesn't come back, please. I need to take care of Mr. Peabody."
"Do you want us to call a vet?" The older of the officers asked. He obviously hadn't read the papers on this boy yet.
"No need, unless I find I need help. I got my license last month." Sherman was already pulling out emergency medical equipment from the walls and his own medical kit from his backpack. Mr. Peabody was always prepared for the worst, or at least, he tried to be. Sherman had the medical bed out in the time it took the officers to bring the screeching Ms. Grunion to the elevator.
"Just who do you think I am, you stupid mutt! I am Ms. Ursula Grunion, from the Child…"
"I know who you are, and as you've just proven, the only protection we need is from you." Sherman growled.
"Who are you, you little beast, thinking you can talk to me like that!"
As the elevator door closed, Sherman managed to respond, "You should know, I'm Doctor Sherman Beagle Peabody, and I'm the Dog's boy. I'm a dog too."