It had been a calm day in New York, Peabody and Sherman were walking around the city, it was a rather large city so Peabody always like to take Sherman around so he could see the sights.

"So, as you can see Sherman, New York is quite the sight for Tourists." Peabody had said.

Sherman was in awe but his sights soon caught sight of a woman who looked to be about twenty-seven.

She was light skinned, her brown eyes shined in the sun, her red and brown hair blew in the wind.

Her head carried a Lavender beret, she also wore a light blue and light purple sweater, she wore light blue shorts and black shoes.

Sherman had sworn he'd felt like he'd seen her somewhere, but his memory was fuzzy when it came to babyhood.

"Sherman, what are you staring at?"

Sherman was snapped out of his daze when he remembered his father was there.

"O-Oh! J-Just the sunset Mr Peabody!" He said.

Peabody seemed ok with his answer and looked away once more.

When Sherman looked back at the woman, he saw her staring at him angrily. He didn't know why though, he hadn't been staring at her that long.

Although he didn't hear it, the woman muttered, "Curse that brat. He ruined my life.."

"Come Sherman. Its getting late, let us return home."

Sherman took one last look at the woman before following his father.

Later that night, Sherman was being tucked into bed by his fathers paws when he figured it was better he'd tell.

"Mr Peabody?"

"Yes Sherman?"

"I saw a woman today who looked kind of like me." He confessed.

"Oh? Is that what you were staring at?" He asked.

"Yeah."

Peabody sighed. "What makes her so intresting?" He asked.

"She may be my mom..She does look a lot like me.."

Peabody froze at the suggestion.

"Don't be silly Sherman, your mother or father left you in a box in an alley." He chuckled. "Just because she looks like you doesn't mean she could be your mother."

Sherman sighed, "You're right Mr Peabody."

"I always am Sherman."

Sherman yawned and turned over, Peabody softy nuzzed Sherman's head to relax him.

"Goodnight my boy."

"Goodnight Mr Peabody.."

The Next Day.

It was nice and sunny out, Peabody had to go out and get some supplies for a project, he left Sherman with his babysitter while he did so.

As he was walking, he noticed the woman Sherman had mentioned the other day.

She wore a gray top and ripped blue jeans, and black boots, her red hair pulled into a bun, she seemed to be smoking with her eyes closed.

But her eyes opened and glared at him.

"Excuse me miss? Is there something i can do for you?" He asked.

"You're Mr Peabody right?" She asked in a monotone voice.

"Yes, may i help you?"

"I wanna talk to you later." She gave him a piece of paper. "If you're brave enough." She walked away afterward.

He looked at the paper and it read.

Meet me later tonight, wouldn't wanna cause a scene in the middle of the sidewalk.

Don't bring the redheaded brat with ya, leave him with a sitter or something.

-(No say.)

I'mma make a second Part of this.