Chapter 4 Mr. Peabody and his unknown love
DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN THE MOVIE!
A/N: Hey peeps! I'm back and sorry for the wait. Labor day weekend is here finally! Thank you fury, Gigi, Viscount Edmund Allenby, Animal Lover, Elizabeth Smith, Khzap, Briar 4, and Guest for reviewing!
Italics means a character's P.O.V.
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With Mr. Peabody and Sheila:
"How was your puppy-hood hard?" The white and brown beagle tilted her head as she rested her head with her paw.
"I had well...um..." The white beagle gulped loudly and twiddle his thumbs.
"You don't have to tell me if you want."
"Thank you for understanding! It's just hard and I don't want to remember it."
"Mr. Peabody, no matter how hard your past is..." She took a deep breath and put her paw on his shoulder. "What created you. Your past creates your individuality. Even if you leave the past behind, you have to remember and learn from it." The white canine looked down at his lap until a small paw lifted his head to meet her beautiful chocolate-brown eyes.
Sheila gave him a genuine, concerned smile. She leaned forward and kissed his forehead gently. He started a blush a hot pink spread across his muzzle.
"Um... I have to lead you to the guest bedroom." He led the way and opened the door to show a decent sky blue room and penny colored hard wood floors. There was a queen size bed with mint green quilts and white, silk sheets along with fluffy pillows. it had a small bedside table and lamp next to the bed. On the right side of the bed, it had a large window sill/window bench. A walk in closet, a library shelf, and a small vanity is included. The bathroom was across from the bedroom.
"This room is lovely. Actually, It's a lot better than the one I had before." Sheila wandered around the room, getting a good look at it.
"I'm glad you appreciate it. Also, thank you for the advice you gave me." He smiled at her as she nodded her head. "Sweet dreams, Sheila." He grabbed the door knob as he turned his head back.
"Goodnight Mr. Peabody. I see you in the morning." She sat on the bed as he closed the door for her.
With Mr. Peabody: (In his P.O.V.)
I stumbled into my white and black tiled bathroom in a loopy, drunk way sort of. I wouldn't say drunk...more like love struck. Still I can't believe what she just did. The way her comforting chocolate-brown gazed into mine making my knees weak. The way she kissed my forehead so tenderly like a mother does to her child. The way...
"ALRIGHT! That's enough!" I shook my head furiously.
I grabbed my towel and turned on the shower knob, waiting for the water to warm up. A few moments later, the mirror fogs up. I put my paw on the glass mirror, wiping the fog away revealing my muzzle. Oh dear! My muzzle has turned into an apple red now. I rarely blush. I look like a fool now.
A stupid looking sucker in this case...
I turned on the small radio beside my sink and a hard rock song came on. Guitars was heard loudly in the bathroom. I stepped into shower as the warm water torrent my body and steam was fogging up the mirror again.
(Chalk Outline- Three Days Grace)
I've been cursed I've been crossed I've been beaten by the ones That get me off
I've been cut I've been opened up I've been shattered by the ones I thought I loved
*Flashback*
(A young Mr. Peabody *Hector*)
Two young brown beagles and one white beagle had wicked smirks across their face. The two brown beagles were twins named Joey and John. The only difference was that Joey had brown eyes but John had hazel eyes if you looked closely. Then, the white beagle with jade eyes is name Dylan. Dylan is the leader of the group.
"Hey Hector! Fight like a dog instead of a puppy." Dylan chuckled darkly as he raised his fists up.
I scooted far back as i can. I felt my back hit the garbage dumpster behind me. the twins grabbed my arms so I wouldn't escape from their wrath.
My eyes closed shut waiting for the pain to begin.
I felt a hard kick in my stomach and been punched across the mouth. My mouth felt swollen and I bet it looked red too. Also, blood dripped down my lips and my fur is stained red. What's worse is that I received an uppercut from him. My glasses were at the tip of my nose and my bow tie looked wrinkled.
Therefore, I heard footsteps disappearing and I opened my eyes seeing that their gone. I buried my head into my knees and my vision became blurry due to my tears. i let my tears fall and smack to the ground.
You left me here Like a chalk outline On the sidewalk Waiting for the rain to Wash away (Wash away)
You keep coming back To the scene of the crime But the dead can't speak And there's nothing left to say Anyway All you left behind Is a chalk outline
I've been cold In the crypt But not as cold as the words Across your lips
I squeezed a bottle of lavender shampoo into my white loofah. I began to lather the sweet-smelling soap from the top of my head and worked the soap down to my feet. My eyes started to get misty. I remember the most important lesson that I learned in my life. It came back to me like waves crashing against the shoreline. I told myself and my son to never restrain your feelings...EVER!
Worst of all I lied to myself and I felt guilty about it...
You'll be sorry baby Someday When you reach across the bed Where my body used to lay
You left me here Like a chalk outline On the sidewalk Waiting for the rain to Wash away (Wash away)
You keep coming back To the scene of the crime But the dead can't speak And there's nothing left to say Anyway All you left behind Is a chalk outline (All you left behind Is a chalk outline)
I remember the worst day of my life. It was the day that my innocence was shattered.
I saw a white and brown beagle laying down on her stomach. Her back and chest was pouring out with blood creating a red liquid pool. Scars ran down her back. I saw her struggling to open up her hazel eyes. It was my mother.
I rushed to my mother's side and tucked myself under her arms. Tears spilled out of my eyes again and started to whimper.
"Mother...Mommy. What happened to you? Who did this Why and-?" I was interrupted by her shushing me softly.
"Hector...my baby. I made a...t-terrible m-m-mistake. Y-Your father d-dis this. I was t-to weak to fight. Baby I'm s-sorry I c-couldn't tell you t-this sooner." She snuggled closer to me and licked my face.
"Mommy! Don't leave me. What am I going to do without you if you go? I love you mommy. I won't stop loving you and I will get my revenge on that filthy jerk! But no matter how much I want to hide my feelings. I want to show him pain, anger, grief, and sadness." I felt my throat closing up on me and turned dry as sandpaper
"Shh. N-Never restrain y-your feelings..e-ever, Hector. I love you and y-you will always b-be my special baby." Her head fell flat on the ground. Rain drained from the gray clouds and I let the rain cascaded down my body as I screamed in fiery, misery and remorse.
*Flashback ends*
(All you left behind)
You left me here Like a chalk outline On the sidewalk Waiting for the rain to Wash away (Wash away)
You keep coming back To the scene of the crime But the dead can't speak And there's nothing left to say Anyway All you left behind Is a chalk outline
I stood still letting the warm water barrage down my body. Good thing is that my tears can camouflage themselves as I continued to rinse myself off. Soon as I was done, I turned off the shower knob and swift for a towel, wrapping myself around it. I grab my glasses and put them on seeing my vision cleared up.
Sometimes I think I'm blind as a bat because my eye sight isn't that good obviously.
After I dried myself off, I brushed my fur and teeth. I strolled across the room and jumped on my bed, curling up under the blankets. My paw reached for my glasses and I put on my nightstand next to me. I closed my eyes and wonder where my dreams would take me tonight.
What do you think peeps? I hope you guys like it because this story block was tough let me tell you.
Plus, I bet Mr. Peabody would look so cute blushing. :3
Peace out everyone!
