So i noticed there is barely any fanfictions of Peabody teaching Sherman to walk! SO i decided to make my own!

a good 661 words too!

Enjoy!


Today was the day.

Today was the day Sherman was going to begin to walk.

Peabody had decided that once Sherman was the right age, he would learn to walk.

When it came to learning to walk, Peabody was personally not feeling ready when he first learned, and sometimes he did walk on his four legs but a majority of the time he will walk on his back legs.

Peabody walked out of his office, feeling ready to teach Sherman.

He couldn't believe that Sherman was 15 months already! His little puppy was getting older.

He walked into his sons room and found Sherman in his playpen with his toys.

"Sherman." He called.

Sherman looked up at the sound of his name and smiled at the sight of his dog-father.

"Peababa!" He said.

Peabody walked over to him and lifted him out of the playpen.

"Now that you are old enough, its time for you to learn to walk." He smiled.

Sherman said nothing and curled into his father's soft white fur, and muttered, "Cozy..."

Peabody smiled affectionately. "Yes i suppose my fur and body heat is rather comfortable to you Sherman."

Peabody walked out of his son's room and down the hallway, passing his Memory Wall as he called it.

He finally reached the living room and placed Sherman on the ground.

Sitting on his legs, he quickly grabbed Sherman's small hands gently and carefully lifted him onto his two legs.

"Mista Peababa..." Sherman said in fear.

"Shhh, relax Sherman, its okay." Peabody soothed.

Peabody then stood to his feet and led Sherman in his first walk.

He preplanned it all, a camera sitting on the couch, though Sherman couldn't tell it was on.

"Alright Sherman, walking is simple, just put one foot in front of the other." Peabody instructed. "Don't worry about falling, i'll catch you if you do."

Sherman followed his fathers directions and soon enough he and Peabody were on the other side of the room.

"Are you ready to try it without me?" He asked.

After getting a positive answer, Peabody let go of Sherman's hands and walked a few inches away.

"Alright Sherman, Come." Peabody commanded.

Sherman breathed and began to walked to Peabody shakily, but sadly...

When he reached the halfway point, he slipped and began to fall. With Peabody close enough, he quickly caught Sherman and lifted him back up.

"I think that's enough for now."

So, they curled up on the couch and relaxed for the day.


A few days passed, and Peabody saw progress with his son, he had less falls and was more careful each time.

But of course Sherman wasn't fully getting it.


One day while they were in a walking session, Peabody was not doing too well with energy and felt drained for an unknown reason.

So when Sherman got distracted by a nearby toy and fell to all fours. Peabody sighed and walked to the couch.

Sherman looked back to his tired Father and even though he was a baby he still cared.

Peabody hid his face in his paws, how long was this going to take?

He looked down when he felt a hand on his leg, and two his amazement, Sherman was standing! He wasn't shaking or anything!

"Sherman, my boy!" He lifted Sherman up and held him high. "You can walk!" He smiled as he bright his puppy in for a hug.

Sherman made no objection and curled into his fathers fur again. "Dada!" He cried.

Peabody was so proud of Sherman in that moment that he didn't even pay any mind to Sherman calling him Dad. He just let it pass.

They both had curled onto the couch and cuddled for the day.