We've got another situation going on! What do you think Wilbur will do? DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything related to "Meet the Robinsons," I only own Karena and Diana.

WILBUR'S POV

"You got interviewed by the chief of TIME?" my wife asked me with shock in her voice as we were getting ready for bed.

"Yes, and she really wants me to fill that vacancy," I answered.

"That's incredible!" Karena exclaimed. "I mean, it's not a teaching position, but still, being interviewed by a government agency, that's still quite the accomplishment!"

"It's not a government agency, Karena. According to this handbook that Amy gave me, it's just like a police force who works for the law, not for the government."

"Anyway, do you want the job?"

"I don't know," I replied, rubbing the back of my neck. "I'm honored to be interviewed for it, I really am—"

"Alright, Wilbur, what's holding you back?" I looked at Karena, and I swore she looked right through me.

"This!" I exclaimed, getting off the bed and looking out the window. "My life is here, Karena. I have my family, you, Diana—"

"Wilbur, your childhood is here," Karena shot back as she took her turn to get up and walk to the window. "It's like you don't want to leave."

"Karr, you moved to Todayland to have hope for your future."

"And I got that hope, thanks to you. Wilbur, I moved to Todayland because of you. You represented that hope. I love Todayland just as much as you do, trust me. But we cannot stay in one comfortable chapter."

"But your teaching position—"

"I can be a teacher anywhere. Being a historian for TIME? This is a one-of-a-kind opportunity, Wilbur. Don't waste it."

It was midnight, and I kept on tossing and turning. I could not go to sleep. I had to make one of the most important decisions of my life, and it was difficult for me. I thought about Karena, who wanted me to accept Amy's job offer and move my family to New York. I would not be where I am at without her at my side, and I took every single piece of advice she gave me in the eight years we have known each other. I remember the day I told her that I had feelings for her, and it influenced her decision to move to Todayland. What if she's wrong this time?

My thoughts were interrupted when I heard my daughter crying below me. I felt Karena stirring awake, but I put my hand on her shoulder.

"No, no. Let me take care of her."

"Oh, thank you, Wilbur," Karena said with a happy yawn as I got off the bed and onto the platform. I walked over to where Diana's crib was, and I pulled her out.

"Hey, baby girl. What's going on that's got you crying?" I asked her quietly as I stroked her cheek. "Are you hungry?" Nope. She's still crying. "Do you need a diaper change?" I smelled her diaper and it smelled clean. "Maybe you need a lullaby. Let me try something."

I walked Diana over to the rocking chair and I sat in it, trying to rock her to sleep.

Rock-a-bye, baby, in the treetop

When the wind blows, the cradle will rock

When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall

And down will come baby, cradle and all

Diana started to calm down and eventually stopped crying as I sang her to sleep.

Baby is drowsing, cozy and fair

Daddy sits near his rocking chair

Forward and back, the cradle, he swings

And though baby sleeps, she hears what he sings.

I saw that Diana went to sleep, and so I tiptoed back to her crib and laid her in it, remembering to lie her down on her back and not her tummy.

"Good night, princess," I whispered to her, kissed her on her forehead, and quietly walked back to the platform and back into bed.

I was still wide awake in bed when I heard Diana cry for the second time tonight.

"Oh, Diana—"

"I got it, Karena," I said, stopping my wife from getting out of bed.

"Wilbur, what if she's hungry?"

"Then I'll let you know," I replied, getting out of bed, back on the platform, and back to Diana's crib where she continued to wail.

"Oh, Diana, what's going on now?" I asked her as I picked her up, but this time, she felt heavier. I smelled her diaper. "Diana, you are stinky. Come on. Let's get changed."

I took her over to the changing station and turned on the little nightlight that Carl had installed, and Diana was still crying.

"Hey, hey, hey, Diana, it's okay," I said, trying to soothe my daughter as I cleaned her up and threw her old diaper away. "Daddy's right here getting you all cleaned up."

After I put her onesie back on her, I held her in my arms and walked back to the rocking chair.

"Diana, I know you can't think much right now, but at least you're only crying because of a dirty diaper. I'm having trouble making a big decision that will impact you and me and Mommy."

"Take the job!" I heard Karena yell from upstairs.

"It's not up to you, Karr!" I shouted back, and Diana kept on crying. "Oh gosh. I'm sorry, Diana. Oh, what should I do?" I closed my eyes as I continued to rock Diana back to sleep.

"Dad. Dad, wake up."

I saw my dad stir after I shook him awake.

"Wilbur, what is it?"

"Can we talk?"

"Wilbur, it's 3:00 in the morning."

"I could be changing my daughter's diaper right now. What difference does it make?"

"Alright, come on."

Dad got up out of the bed and started walking down the hallway with me in the second floor.

"What's on your mind at 3:00 in the morning?"

"It's this job interview I had with Amy earlier today," I answered. "I couldn't get to sleep at all."

"Does Diana have anything to do with that?" Dad asked.

"Alright, Diana did wake up a couple times, but I was already awake, so I figured I might as well take care of these things. All I had to do was a diaper change and rock her to sleep. I tried to go to sleep, but I can't stop thinking about the interview."

"How did it go?"

"I thought it went really well. Amy seemed to really enjoy my history and she really wants me to accept the job."

"What would you be doing, Wilbur?"

"I would be working as the historian of the TIME agency."

"Wilbur, that is incredible!" Dad exclaimed.

"Yeah, that's what Karena said. But if I accept, it would mean we would be moving to New York."

"Oh, wow," Dad replied, scratching his head. "This is serious. How long do you have to decide?"

"The rest of the week," I answered. "Karena wants me to take the job. But I can't just leave this place."

"Wilbur, I understand how much we mean to you," Dad said, stopping and putting his hands on my shoulders. "I know you love being in Todayland, and I know you love being with us. But be honest with me, pretend I'm Lewis: how do you truly feel right now?"

I bit my lip and gave this a lot of thought before answering.

"I'm not sure. I'm still getting adjusted to being a dad, and I still haven't heard back from any of the teaching positions I have applied for. The truth is, I'm not happy. I should be happy, but I'm not."

"Alright, Wilbur, now think of Diana. Would Diana be happy with her mom working and you being a stay-at-home dad? And you wife is a teacher, so her salary is not big. If you continue to wait for your dream job, then you won't be going anywhere with your life, and neither will Diana. And who knows? Maybe this job will be even better than you imagined! Mine was."

I felt tears starting to form in my eyes, and I gave my dad the tightest hug I had ever given anyone since my wedding day. Then I let it all out.

"I don't want to leave you," I cried. "I love you."

"I love you too, Wilbur."

We stayed in this hug for a while, and we felt another set of arms join us.

"Oh, hey Mom."

"Are you okay?" Mom asked with concern in her brown eyes.

"Wilbur got offered a historian job in New York," Dad explained. "I think he's anxious about leaving."

"I know this is a very hard decision for you to make, Wilbur," Mom said, putting her left hand on my right cheek. "But the only way you can grow is to keep moving forward. Even if that means moving 2,000 miles away to do what you love."

"Mom—"

"Wilbur, take that job," Dad told me. "Amy has been wanting to hire you for years. You are that valuable to her, and to TIME. Otherwise, she would not have made the trip out here. Be the strong man we know and make us proud. We'll be thinking about you every day."

I continued to let the tears fall from my eyes as I embraced my parents again, ready to give Amy my answer.